A mama's life

Life doesn’t stroll… it sways, pivots, and occasionally tosses in a surprise plot twist when you least expect it. One minute everything feels smooth, like a calm lake at sunrise, and the next… a ripple, a wave, a full-on splash you didn’t see coming. And when you’re a mama, those waves don’t just hit you. They touch your babies too. This season for my girl hasn’t been the easiest. It’s been filled with transitions, new experiences, and moments that ask more of her than she feels ready to give. The kind of moments that feel big… heavy… overwhelming before they even begin, and somehow still linger after they’re over. I won’t share all the details, because some things are sacred in a mother-daughter story. But I will say this… when life feels too loud for her, we try to answer with something gentle. We pause. We pray. We breathe. And then, we twin. There’s something beautifully simple about it. Matching colors. Coordinated outfits. The same shoes, the same glasses… side by side l...

Mommas, let’s always create a sacred place for our kids — a place where they can lay their heads down, drop all the walls, and let their guards fall away. A place where it doesn’t matter how old they are, what stage of life they’re in, or what social status they hold in the outside world. In that place, they are simply Momma’s baby. Every child needs somewhere they know they can land safely. For my girls, that place is the salon. The rule is simple: what happens and what is said at the salon stays at the salon. The walls have no ears, and there is no judgment for anything you need to let out. It’s a safe space — a place where honesty lives and hearts can breathe. It’s where we sing loudly to girl music, laugh at our terrible dance moves, and talk about life. Real talk. The kind that encourages you and reminds you that you’re not the only one standing in the middle of whatever season you’re in. Sometimes it’s silly.   Sometimes it’s deep.   Sometimes it’s just brushing hair and...

As the year has its seasons, so does a momma’s heart. This morning I’m sitting in the living room, looking out the window with my one cup of coffee for the day—yes, just one. I watch the snow fall, and it reminds me how life moves in seasons, each one carrying its own worries, prayers, and lessons. When my kids were babies, my prayers were simple but constant: Lord, keep them healthy. And when they got sick, I prayed for wisdom—Is this an ER situation or just a cold that will pass by morning? When they became toddlers, the prayers shifted to: Lord, please don’t let them bust their head open… or swallow anything that clearly says “not edible.” School age brought a whole new prayer list: protection from kidnappers with candy, white vans, and suspicious “lost puppies.” Then came the teenage years. Whew. Those prayers got serious. Protection from the wrong crowd, strength to say no to substances that harm them, and wisdom in choosing the right boy or girl—because let’s b...

Draft Post 01/02/2026, 10:05 AM And 12 furry legs A Love I Never Knew Until I Watched My Children I never grew up with pets, so I didn’t fully understand the bond between people and their animals. I’ve always respected it and never judged it, but if I’m honest, I was simply amazed by the depth of love people have for their “fur children.” It was a kind of connection I admired from the outside. That changed when I watched my own children love their pets. Seeing the way they connect melts my heart. Their pets give them a love that is unconditional—one that makes them feel secure, protected, and deeply understood. On hard days, when the world feels heavy, they retreat to their rooms with their dogs. Behind closed doors, there is unwinding, quiet companionship, and a calming presence that helps them reset and face the world again. Sometimes I overhear what happens in those sacred spaces. Genesis talks to Piggy as if she understands every word. Piggy looks at her like she’s her whole world—...

 Only three days into homeschooling two 7th graders and 3 Kindergarteners, I'am exhausted by 7pm completely drained and ready for bed. But the night is young and I need to catch up with Milton's day and watch some TV together. And actually have an uninterrupted adult conversation. The morning alarm is usually the sound of children running up and down the stairs and yelling out for each other. There's no time for waking up stretching and having a nice hot cup of coffee in a quiet corner, its time to hit the floor running. A few days ago I had mentioned to Milton and my sister Andrea that I was SCARED for Monday to start, cause I didn't know what I was getting into. But, even in that I knew it was going to be ok and I couldn't quit before starting. God had defiantly told us this was what He wanted us to do for this season in our lives. So here we go. Today as we had our worship music playing and I was doing dishes in between teaching, the girls worked on school. Ezeki...

It’s often said when life gives you lemons 🍋 make lemonade, well let me tell ya I’ve got some of the best sweetest lemonade you’ve ever had. This lemonade stand is always open for business! Life is full of surprises and you never know what tomorrow might bring. James is one of my favorite books in the Bible and it reminds us that we will go through trials in our lives and that not every day will bring sunshine or rainbows, we must count it all joy. At 17 years old and only married for a year I started having a lot of painful women issues, which was also the cause of my infertility being young and on my own I just went along with what Doctors suggested. Birth control for regulating my monthly cycles and iron supplements for anemia caused  by irregularities. On my part I trusted God and left it in His hands and did a lot of prayer.  I always say Florida was my dessert and my greatest blessing. I dislike the heat with everything in me and it was the last place I wanted to move t...

It seams like these last days have been a blur and at the same time full of chaos.So much information coming in and things changing so rapidly. It’s easy to forget that this too shall pass. Let us not forget that no matter how crazy or scary things get GOD is in control.And that His peace makes the fear disappear. Let us surround ourselves with what brings us peace, calmness and the reassurance that better days are at hands reach. Speak the word of God in your home,declare his promises over you household. Speaking positively will give hope to those around you, your children will feel safe and not stressed or anxious.Play worship music that speaks of the greatest of God, His faithfulness,His wonders, His miracles,and how He’s the all powerful and Invincible.He is your healer,your Protector & your Provider. Remember that we are one body,we are better together! We might no be physically together but we are in spirit. We live in a time when everything is accessible to us at the tou...

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...