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Bed time traditions..

     As the evenings winds down our new traditions begin. As of recently with our move to Maryland we began a traditions with our daughters, in hopes that it would not only bring us closer as a family but also help our oldest with the transition. The new room, the new surroundings and the new bed time. A cup of milk and snack before bed, which Isabella has become obsessed with Pirates booty popcorn. A very healthy snack that was introduced to us by my step-mother. Every night, every morning… All day, everyday Isabella is asking for “popcorn”! As she and my sisters watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse or another Disney favorites they begin to wind down; we only hope. Then its straight up to bed for story time for Isabella and Elleanna with mommy and daddy.

 

 

Our reading wall.
Our reading wall.

     Isabella hasn’t had the easiest time with the move during bed time, previously when we lived in Florida either when we were living with Nana or when we weren’t Isabella became used to Nana being around. Her goodnight kiss and her rescuer from daddy and I during bed time; whether it was a phone call to Nana or a video call. Our new tradition has become my favorite part of bed time, a stabilizer for our entire family; a moment we all can relax, breath in and have a few laughs together.

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    The yawns begin as I speak the first words of the book to Isabella, her favorites like Frozen and Toy Story, I find myself smiling ear to ear. As I watch her sister play on the floor or in daddy’s arms I get deeper and deeper into the book. “To Infinity and Beyond!” I start saying loudly in my best Buzz Lighter voice; I need some practice I must add. I watch as my youngest crawls to her sisters bed and pulls herself up, which at eight and a half months old I’m still amazed in how much she has grow just in the month of moving from Florida to Maryland. The girls giggle as Isabella does a “choo-choo” sound and I find myself taking a break in the book. The pure joy and love in my girls faces as they play with one another just warms my heart, a feeling I never truly knew until I was a mother.

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     As we settle the girls down after taking a photo and video of their happiness I begin the book once again while nursing my youngest. Isabella begins to fall fast asleep as I end the second book, as sissy giggles while mommy and daddy try to tip-toe out of the room Isabella’s eyes open half way.. “Mommy, door open please.”..

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     Everyday I’m excited for bed time and not because the girls go to sleep, that is far from the case especially because I’m co-sleeping with Elleanna. The truth is having a moment that we sit down as a family, we read and laugh and watch as the girls interact together. The love I see is the joy that helps end the day, whether its been a busy day, rough day or a happy day I find myself in these moments, like meditation I become refreshed once again.

 

What are some of your family bedtime traditions?

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What a playdate…

The hustle and bustle of the day begins as an early morning alarm begins its annoyance in my ear. I hear no sounds of children awake so my gut tells me quickly put yourself together before they realize you are no longer in bed. As a co-sleeping mother of an eight month old you pray that you don’t wake the baby when you sneak off to the potty; though her father is there his soothing abilities are just not what she prefers. After the tip toeing of the morning my girls are up and we really begin our day. Flower dresses and bows my eyes widen with the “uh oh” moment of what should I wear? My first event as a blogger, thanks to my step mother, we’re venturing out for a kids play date with Playskool and some blogging mothers and kids.

A nervousness in my belly like the first day of school we arrive at our destination. I’m unsure of what to expect… Do I try to talk to people or do I just sit back? Will they welcome me to the blogging group or will I be an outcast? So many fears as we arrive at the elevator I become a little less worried as a kind young woman and her two girls stand waiting while speaking get to another young lady. Their smiles so warm and friendly, my feelings become overwhelmed with excitement. This is my new life and a new adventure I just need to grab ahold of it and not let go.

The set up is breath-taking as we walk the “red carpet”, stroller parking to your left and straight ahead to the fun. In amazement my eyes are astonished at the room… Balloon animals, face painting , and mats of toys for different ages. As we look around the room small tables and chairs for the children and a few adult tables are set up for an area to converse and enjoy the foods. The fruits and burgers, hot dogs and juice boxes, Playskool was ready.

As I’m greeted with name tags for not only myself and step mother but also all our girls. Great idea! My oldest daughter sets out asking me to follow she spotted a toy that caught her eye, a purple monkey with removable gears. Next a ridding toy, she was off for her own adventure with the other children. As I speak with some mommy bloggers I feel welcomed with most, everyone so family oriented with little ones from six months to eight years old I’m amazed at the kindness the women spoke. Though at times I felt out-of-place the inventors of the toys and other employees of Playskool made me feel welcomed and so thankful for the opportunity not one but both my girls had.

Elleanna interacting as she plays with what seemed to be her favorite toy.
Elleanna interacting as she plays with what seemed to be her favorite toy.

As I was my youngest interact with other children and with the inventors I take a moment to look over each toy from the Playskool Hero’s addition to Elmo the colors and differences attract me. My thoughts on the products I would like to purchase as I watch my girls joy.

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An amazing day, meeting many new faces as I search for their pages to follow. I am thankful for their kindness and the hospitality of the Playskool employees. This was a moment that would not only brighten my girls day but also mine. As we head for home with our bundle of goodies from an ABC singing Elmo to Playskool hero transformers I am overjoyed at the experience of the safe and educational toys provided at the event and in our goody bags. I can’t wait to watch my girls play together with their friends and tell my soon to be and current mothers about the new toys being presented this year.

Our amazing gift bags for the kids.

 

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The excitement builds…

The sensation of being a working mother again is coming rushing back like a tidal wave; finding myself crushed with mixed emotions. How I crave my independence once again I find myself yearning for the moments of watching my children laugh and play. What if I miss out of her first steps? Like a small child taunting me I find myself taunting myself, remembering what I missed out on with my oldest daughter. Will I miss these precious, once in a life-time moments with Elleanna? But here’s my escape, a time to converse with adults about something other than my children; though I do believe they will be my main topic. Here’s my opportunity though to reinvent myself, no longer held back by the obstacle of everyone knowing who I am… I can change my look, my attitude, my life. It begins here.

Job hunting.
Job hunting.

We’ve been here a short period already though it seems as if time is flying by; watching all the children I feel as if I have aged myself in these few weeks. It’s time to get on our grind, make our money and save for a future home. So we set off earlier in the week, resumes in hand we began from flower shops to restaurants and ending at the mall I found where I belong. Such a mesmerizing place for some, a place to relax or to spend that hard-earned  money is just where I belong. With pervious experience with retail I find myself with a desire eating at me to get back into retail. After speaking to a few shops, handing in resumes and leaving numbers there’s a bite. They might just want me. A store I find myself in since I was a preteen and teenager into adulthood is giving me an opportunity to prove myself and to enrich their store with my knowledge from my many previous jobs. With my nerves on edge I wait an entire weekend for my second interview with the manager, finding myself dressed up in this amazing Jennifer Lopez dress and Forever Twenty One sandals I greet the manager. Come to find out we were there to speak about my availability due to the fact he already likes my character, my charm, my style… Ok maybe I am getting ahead of myself. Needless to say I have the job!

So now a week later I find myself with the same nervousness as before but this time I feel as if someone is sitting on my chest. Anxiety building I find myself eager to begin while apprehensive about leaving my daughters. This hadn’t been a problem for me with my oldest after the initial shock of going back to work when she was four months old but this time I had more bonding time… And when I say bonding time I mean the type of feedings are different, the co-sleeping and the fact I have Geraldo at my side. I’m not doing this alone.

Awoken with a weird feeling, a feeling of this is my last day.. By that I mean my last day off for we don’t know how long. When will I sleep without an alarm on again!? And is this really happening? Is everything falling into place… I cross my fingers for the sake of my girls, for the sake of my sanity and the sake of us as a family. Unaware of what is to come today we manage to get the girls up and dressed, our new bedding on and our room moved around. Then the impromptu of our family emerges, we find ourselves stumbling over one another to pack snacks and showers along with rounding up these four energetic girls. Let’s hit the mall…

After walking around the mall for just moments our family of ocho finds itself in Aeropostal, searching through sales bins and looking at all the deals… It seems as all the adults are finding something. Trying on all the shorts, pants and shirts I breath in a little… It’s a rough situation for me putting these clothes on after two children, my sizes just aren’t the same. But I find myself happily trying more and more on, becoming a little more confident. Like I previously said “no longer held back by the obstacle of everyone knowing who I am…” I can change my appearance and how I look at myself and how I eat, work out and do everyday things. But the excitement then rushes back to me, I’m not just looking for everyday clothing, these are my work clothes! Comfortable and casual.

My work attire!
My work attire!

So now after the joys of spending the day at the mall and each member of this family of ocho getting something they need, thanks to Grandpa and MeMe; we find ourselves starving ending up our evening at Famous Dave’s for a late dinner. Then home to put the kiddies to bed including myself, a big day lies ahead of me tomorrow. My first day at work for Aeropostal!

Famous Dave's
Famous Dave’s

 

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