There Is No Place Like Home For The Holidays

I am really home sick today. I don’t really know why. It might have something to do with my Facebook feed being filled with friends who are going to see their parents. I miss my Mom and Dad. And I know the kids do too. Which makes it that much harder. 

I find it adorable when the kids want to go visit their Nana and Papa. I share the stories of them trying to pack a bag and put their shoes on, of them telling me they are sailing the ‘potion’ to visit Nana and Papa, or trying to rescue them from pictures. I do it with a smile, loving how close my kids are to my family even though we are so far away. 


But honestly, it makes me want to sit down and cry. 

Maybe I am feeling a melancholy because of the serious lack of sleep I have been experiencing. I don’t know. I do know that right now I am wishing with all my heart I could take my kids home to my parents for Christmas next month. But, it’s not feasible. Christmas is still going to be great, being here with Hubs, the kids, and a group of great friends. But, there is nothing like being around extended family, sharing in the love and spirit of Christmas. 

I have been working on crocheting a blanket for my Mom for Christmas. I will share it here when I am all done. (Mom doesn’t follow my blog, I chose not to share it with many people in my real life.. it enables me to be more open and honest when I am writing) 

Once I am done Mom’s blanket I am going to get started on crocheting the kids new advent calendar. I decided to do something different with them this year and I am going to have an activity/craft for each day from Dec 2 until Christmas eve. I am throwing my all into Christmas this year to make it as awesome for the kids and us as I can to fill that void that family normally fills. 

I am truly counting myself blessed and lucky right now to have friends like K and T (Both of whom follow this blog) So to them, I want to say: Thank you both. Thank you and your families for always being there for me. The two of you have been the constants there for me through everything I have been going through. Supporting, encouraging, helping, listening, laughing. I don’t know if I could do this without you guys. I am truly blessed to have the two of you to always depend on through everything. Thank you guys for being the family my kids are missing out on! 

Love, Hugs and more to come later!

What I am most Thankful for – Thanksgiving 2013


My boys. They are best friends. I was scared shitless when I found out I was pregnant again when Alex was only 7 months old. I had no clue how in the world I was going to cope with it all. But it has been the best thing ever.  Alex is a smart, silly boy who is always looking to please. He loves helping and being a big brother. He is always looking out for Nick and Zoey, and I can already see the strong bonds of love forming between them all. Nick is an affectionate, stubborn little monkey. He brightens everything up and loves to make everyone smile. He looks up to his big brother and dotes on his little sister. (Even giving her a goose egg at 2 weeks old trying to share a toy with her!) 



Zoey is my ray of sunshine. She completes our perfect little family. Always full of smiles for everyone. She watches everything around her with rapt attention, trying to figure it all out. She is always babbling and giggling! 



Hubs. This picture is an old one of us. From when I was pregnant with Alex. Hubs is my rock. He has put up with me through the good, the bad and the ugly. He has helped me through so many things, I can’t even list them all. I can’t imagine my life without him. Seriously. 



My brothers. I am very thankful for my brothers. Being the only girl with four younger brothers wasn’t easy. But I am eternally grateful for them. 



My Mom and Dad. As tough as things can get, being so far away from them. I am thankful that they love and support me through it all. I am thankful that they are always there for me no matter one and I am thankful that they are such amazing grandparents to my children. 

I am also amazingly thankful for my extended family and friends, as well as my WordPress family. I am thankful to have people around me who want the best for me and my family. 

I am thankful for good health, for our home, our country, the food I can feed my children, our freedom. The list goes on and on. 

Love, hugs and more to come later!



A bit of a Rant

First off, I know. I JUST posted. But I really wanted to finish up the Breastfeeding Project I start. And now I really just need a place to vent. And since I started this blog for me first, I feel safe venting here. If you don’t want to read it, I won’t be offended. 

Yesterday I decided to do a double workout. I did 2 one hour classes, back to back with a one hour break in between. It was insane!

The first was a Bellyfit class. In the first half hour of the class, burn mega calories, relieve stress and get the sweat flowing with fun, easy to learn cardio moves infused with the ancient and beautiful fundamentals of Belly Dance, Bollywood and African Dance. During the second half of the class, enjoy sculpting, toning and tightening with Pilates inspired core work, a deep yet relaxing Yoga inspired stretch and mindful Mudra Meditation. 

The second was a Zumba Class. Zumba involves dance and aerobic elements. Zumba’s choreography incorporates hip-hop, soca, samba, salsa, merengue, mambo, martial arts, and some Bollywood and belly dance moves. Squats and lunges are also included. 

It was pretty intense. Today my calf muscles are the only thing that hurts. But they hurt baaaaaad. I decided that I am probably going to commit to doing Zumba twice a week and not do the double workout anymore. At least not right now! 

Yesterday after I finished Zumba, I was talking to the instructor about the class and asking some questions (this is where the ranting part comes in) She asked me if I had enjoyed the class. I answered that yes, I had. I had been doing Zumba before I got pregnant and I was glad to be getting back into it. Of course this led to talking about the ages of our kids, and this is when a friend of mine, we’ll call her Z decided to involve herself in the conversation and state that I wouldn’t be doing Zumba long, as I would be pregnant before Christmas. 

I want to point out here, that based on the spacing of the three kids, if I was having a fourth, Christmas would be the right timing. 

I also want to point out, I have told this friend on more than one occasion we have decided we don’t want a fourth child. 

Than, I am going to point out, this isn’t the first or even the second time she has said something along these lines. It’s constant. 

It bugs me. It makes me feel invalidated and quite honestly, I am sick and tired of hearing peoples comments on the fact I have three kids. And I am tired of people asking me if I am going to have a fourth. And when I say no, I am sick of hearing ‘but don’t you want to have a second girl?’ Um… correct me if I am wrong, but the last time I checked, I don’t get to pick the gender of the baby. 

Maybe it’s just me. But I am seriously struggling with the the constant comments about people expecting me to be pregnant again before Christmas. And right now I am trying to find a diplomatic way to explain this to said friend. 

If you have any ideas, please please please share them! 

Love, hugs, and more to come later!