A mama's life

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