Sunday, January 30, 2005


I'm about to go to my lil resort (my tub), and enjoy a splendid lavender/chamomile bubble bath with honey vanilla moisture beads, accompanied by my watermelon soap.....ahhhhhhhhhh! And my tunes for this magnificent event shall be Miss Tori Amos.
Bling Bling :)

one baby....two baby...three baby.....RUN!

Below you'll find one of the very few opened forwards I received.....I've found quite hilarious, because some of it is quite relative! Check it'll probably get it with me ;)

Your Clothes:

1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN
confirms your pregnancy.

2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.

3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.

Preparing for the Birth:

1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.

2nd baby: You don't bother because you remember that last time,
breathing didn't do a thing.

3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your eighth month. ( AMEN TO THAT!!!!!)

The Layette:

1st baby: You pre-wash newborn's clothes, color-coordinate them, and
fold them neatly in the

baby's little bureau.

2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard

only the ones with the darkest


3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?


1st baby: At the first sign of distress-a whimper, a frown-you pick up

the baby.

2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your

3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical


1st baby: If the pacifier falls on the floor, you put it away until
can go home and wash and boil it.

2nd baby: When the pacifier falls on the floor, you squirt it off with

some juice from the baby's bottle.

3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.


1st baby: You change your baby's diapers every hour, whether they need

it or not.

2nd baby: You change their diaper every two to three hours, if needed.

3rd baby: You try to change their diaper before others start to
about the smell or you see it

sagging to their knees.


1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and
Story Hour.

2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.

3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.

Going Out:

1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call
home five times.

2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a
number where you can be reached.

3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she

At Home:

1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.

2nd baby: You spend a bit of everyday watching to be sure your older
child isn't squeezing, poking, or

hitting the baby.

3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the

Swallowing Coins (a favorite):

1st child: When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the

hospital & demand x-rays.

2nd child: When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for
the coin to pass.

3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his

Pass this on to everyone you know who has children...

or everyone who KNOWS someone who has had children...

(The older the mother, the funnier this is!

Thursday, January 27, 2005

Home yay :)

The kids and I are finally back home. Its very nice to be back. This trip was mostly made for the grandparents to spend some time with the kids more before we make our distant move. So far my mom is still trying to talk me out of it all....she can't quite have the understanding of it all, but I think over all she's just going to miss us. Well, especially me because I'm the sanist and best of all her children ! ;) Hee hee. Just kidding, but at least she'll have a reason to get out every now and then for vacation. She hasn't done that in awhile. Scott's mom is going to miss us like crazy.

AHHHHHH.....our move.....I get so friggin excited everytime I think about it. We've been wanting to go to Dallas for awhile....its never really left our hearts since our visit a year and a half ago. Granted there's still a slight chance we may not get to go, but that's on God to figure out. He knows more than us what's best for us. It's going to be tough, but we'll figure it all out.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh........I received my awesome package when I got home..........locks are in my very very soon future.....more will be revealed soon enough :)

Asa's growing still.....he's 17.5 lbs. My other kids struggled to get to that weight when they were 3 months older than he is. He's my lil chunker, that's for sure. He's still a lil scooter, but getting better at it.

Mikah and Kiara have been pinching my nerves. They are both at a very conflicting age and repeatedly bounce angrily off each other, as well as they both are trying to gain independence by defying our authority as parents. They push their lines passed the limit, and when the consequences are being carried out, they persist to throw enormous fits. My patience during this hasn't been the best I'm afraid to say. I fight back by taking a few second prayers throughout the day. It helps me breathe.... Hopefully over time we will get better at this.One thing I find I have to keep reminding myself about being a parent is that I'm both a teacher and a student....and these two things overlap quite often.

Saturday, January 15, 2005

Our Next Step

Soon enough we're going to be making a big step. Scott and I are going to be living on our room mates.....just us. My brother, our room mate will be on his own as well.

I will start working also to help out with the bills. We've been ........ well more so I've been quite blessed to be able to stay home with the kids this past year while Scott worked. Yes, there were some tough times, but now that its getting better, its all going to change. Change is okay though. Our family needs to make some changes and start leaning on God more. This doesn't mean we haven't been, but we're lacking something in our spiritual journey. I would be lying if I said I was on the right path for my spiritual well being. I do believe I'm working towards it though and should be closer as time and change goes by.

I pray our next step will be as smooth as possible. Granted moving is never really smooth.....but hopefully all of the worry and fear keeps a good distance.

I wonder how the kids will be after we move. After I start will they react to it? Hopefully they will accept it for a new adventure....hopefully we as adults will too. This is our journey to God/with God/for God. I know as long as we focus on Him it'll all be good.

Sunday, January 09, 2005


I can't even describe how I feel about the tsunami that struck South-east Asia. All the survivors I pray for consistantly.....practically every time I stop to watch my children play, I pray for them. I don't know how to glance towards God while praying about what happened.....the quivering question of why hits me so hard. Did He cause I must argue against others about that, but why did He allow this to happen? And then I can sense myself becoming vulnerable to the impure thoughts that can follow, so I've decided not to pray about what happened, but about who it happened to, and ease every and any way efforts being made to help those involved. This is really all I can put out in words on how I feel about it all. Believe me there's a ton more, but this is where it must stop for now.

the joy of breastfeeding

I must say that I enjoy breastfeeding. This unfortunately wasn't so with my other children, but I think my maturity at the time had a great deal with that. I was 17 with Mikah and 19 with Kiara.....that says enough about that. I always felt trapped and held down, was embarrassed to nurse in public, let alone in front of family at home. But now I know others who are doing it just as long or longer than I am and with that, its comforting. Also I'm not so embarrassed. I do cover up most of the time while in public, but only if I feel it might make people I'm trying to conversate with uncomfortable. And granted some would say, "Whip it out anyways! There's nothing to be shielding, its best for your baby!" (by the way this isn't anyone's outspoken opinion to me),but I wouldn't want to cause any unnecessary walls of communication.

Last weekend though my milk started to dry up. I wasn't satisfying Asa at all with any of my feedings and had to supplement with formula. I tried so many times to feed him, but was about to give up. I didn't let myself though. I decided I was going to be the very stubborn chick I use to be about it, and work it out so I can build up my milk supply once more. So I took two days worth where I didn't give Asa any formula, no matter how bad he cried. Don't worry, he was getting fed, I still had a little bit to give. Anyways, I was feeding him every 1-2 hours at least during this time. Luckily enough I was at my mother-in-law's so I got a little bit of help. After the first day it got a little bit better, not much, but still some improvement. Eventually, I was able to satisfy him with every meal again. This felt good. I can't count how many times I've thanked God for this......very cool.

I use to wonder if the reason why I nursed was because I was lazy......this may still be accurate to some degree, but after the drought threat, its helped me realize how I feel about it more.

Saturday, January 08, 2005

Sewing buff and scooter

I've finally finished my first seewing project! I've created a jacket and pant set for Kiara. It looks kind cool. There are mistakes, but heck its my first ! I'll try to get pictures up soon, but we'll see about that. I'm excited though. I've been plotting and designing in my head for ages now, and my mother gave me a sewing machine for Christmas, so I have ways to get out all of it....Yay for creativity! I can't draw for snot, let alone paint, sing or play instruments, but this kind of thing I think I can do. I just need to learn the ropes a bit hands on first. I've got two more projects I'm working on, and hope to have them finished by Wednesday....hopefully.

Other news........Asa's a scooter! my lil babe is rushing to catch up with big Mikahd D and Slammin' Kiwi ! I protest and support this. He moves like a catepillar. He rests his body by his head, scrunches his knees up under his chest then looks up, and kicks with his feet. So cute. And yet so WRONG! HE'S MY LIL BABY AND HE'S GROWING SO BIG SO FAST!! IT JUST NOT FAIR! Once he's all big, I won't have any babies to spoil until grandchildren :(

Heehee, oh well that's okay. They can grow up, but when I say pause, they best slow it down, or water works will erupt! :)

The kids and I made some snow people are some pictures...


Friday, January 07, 2005


I wanted to place some pictures up here but the time to fix them and then host them takes too long for a a girl who doesn't really have the time to blog. What's funny about that though is now that I have a second to post somethings I wanted to blog about, I can't remember a thing I wanted to post and can't necessarily bthink of something else......oh well maybe later.ha hee hee....we'll see.