A mama's life

25 days ago I started jogging/walking to check the mail,in the evenings. Which is 1/4 of a mile from the house. I jog/walk all the way down and another 1/4 mile to a turn around circle at the end of our street,and walk back home on an incline driveway. It’s my“me time”at the of the day, it challenges me to finish what I started. Every evening I get to run along side a momma deer and her baby. I’ve set 6 weight goals,reach my 1st and one lbs away from my 2nd goal. It’s one of the hardest things I’ve ever done,because I love to be in the comfort of my home,love my food and my AC. 7 years ago I had a VSG (vertical sleeve gastronomy ) done a TOOL to help with weight loss,not the solution but a tool.After a year I reached my goal weight ,and got comfortable and started back on old non healthy habits,this caused half of the weight to come back on.The struggle is real weight loss surgery is not the easy way out ,specially when you have complications after surgery.It’s just a jump start to ge...

Some of the few memories I have of happy days are of my uncles coming over and watching them play cards or dominoes with my parents.They would give us kids riddles to solve & keep us busy, when we couldn't figure them out it was our homework for the next day. We would go to bed and lay there trying to figure out the answer till we would fall asleep, the next day we were anxious to get up to figure out the answer....Maybe thats why I love brain busters and things that challenge me. Growing up we never had enough money to take family vacations. My mother always would color with us make drawings for us or play LOTERIA (Mexican Bingo) with us and use beans to mark the pictures. LOL Milton and I want those kind of memories for our kids, we want them to one day do the same with their family. We look forward to the day they come home with their spouses and kids and we remember the good old times and make new memories for the generation to come. Every time we go to Goodwill or The ...

4 years ago Huela Marta lost her battle to cancer only 6 months after being diagnosed.I can still remember the day we took her into the Urgent care for a bad toothache she had and being told she had a walking pneumonia,I remember the day she was at the hospital because she wasn't getting better and the oncologist coming in and so very sweetly and caring delivered the big C news.Us having to translate to her what it meant and her nodding her head saying "OK,OK" we could tell in her face she thought she was going to do treatment and be ok.But,we knew that stage 4 at her age of 82 was not looking good. I remember her making the best of those months before she got really sick.I spent the last week with her and help take car of her,she fought to the very end we ate together talked laugh, cried and reminisced on all the good times we had together.  She loved her family seeing us happy made her happy.Time hasn't made her absence any easier when I see my little ones running a...

Nothing better than to be awaken from the best deep sleep with the sound off ALL the smoke detectors going in the house. This morning was the same as every morning the older twins (almost 10) woke up about 6:30am and made their breakfast.When all of the sudden I get awaken by the sound of the smoke detector then the next and all of the sudden the house was extremely loud.I constantly tell people somewhere along the journey of being a mother of 6 I have lost my panic button,I slightly turned over to Milton and said "They burnt the toast" He goes downstairs to find the kitchen filled with smoke and a very scared panic and frozen Abraham in front of the NEW TOASTER oven with the toast still in a flame. So of course he access the situation and takes the toaster outside.He goes back upstair lays back down and who can go back sleep after a great ordeal like the one we just had ? Too much adrenaline pumping too early.We start talking about our agendas for the day and then woke u...

I wish I could  open my eyes every morning lay in my bed,take a moment to admire the birds chirping and the sunshine rays coming through my window,do my devotions with a nice cup of hot coffee in the quiet, in my comfy corner of my couch wrapped up in my favorite throw, But not everything is perfect in dream land. Usually Im awaken by a big thump, a child running in the hallway, someone yelling "STOP"!!! or a dog scratching away at her neck making an annoying noise with her collar chain. So up I jump and run to take care of whatever is going on.....BESIDES IM NOT A MORNING PERSON EITHER. My morning devotions are most likely to take place during playtime with the background music of Barney or what ever show they decided to have on while they run around and wont sit down to watch it but it is forbidden for me to touch the remote.Ice coffee and I occasionally have to stop to say "leave your sister alone" or "get off the table" or my favorite "DO NOT ...

When you have a million things to do,have 3 sick toddlers that are beyond exhausted who refuse to sleep and they are bouncing of the walls on pure adrenaline. Lunch is hasn't made it down to my stomach and Its time to run. Because they think they are part of the World's Olympic Gymnastic Team and their beds are their trampolines. They sound beautiful talking to each other and the laughing its contagious,But can we just take a break and get some rest and let mamma do the Juggling of the the laundry ,the sweeping,the dishes,the mopping and ta coffee break before its time to go load up the car and head for the bus stop. Four days of being unable to walk or move about after throwing my back out picking up one of the babies,took its toll on the house,Milton and the boys were great cooking , trying to clean and keep up with the 3 little ones but even then I feel like its time to start our daily routine of cleaning and keeping up with everything,Summer is done no more slacking. ...

El deseo de ser madre nacio en mi corazón,mi Dios le dio a mi vientre el fruto del deseo de mi corazón. Al ver el fruto del amor en mi vientre nacer y ser una hermosura y perfección,En mi corazón creció el deseo de ser madre otra vez,Y mi Dios me dijo "Volveras a tener el fruto del amor otra vez pero tendras que esperar " Y lo espere pero no llego...mi vientre no volvió a sentir el fruto del amor.Pero mi corazón si, Y lo espere y no llego. Y mi Dios me recordaba "Volveras a tener el fruto del amor otra vez pero tendras que esperar " Y lo espere ansiosa , sin pensar que llegaria de la manera menos esperada. El fruto del amor llego a mi puerta con una sonrisa, un dolor y un gemido deseando el amor que tanto mi corazón deseava dar. Y mi Dios me recordó que habia llegado lo que tanto había anhelado , no de mi vientre pero de mi corazón. Mi corazón no sabe distinguir si nacieron de mi vientre si llevan mi sangre o tienen mis mismos ojos solo sabe...