Beautiful Little Lady

I can not believe that this beautiful little girl will be 1 in a little over a month. How time has flown by watching her grow. She is walking now but still prefers to crawl because it gets her there faster.

She is giggly and happy but also can show you her temper if she does not get her way.

She loves to climb on anything that will hold still long enough and i must say she had a great time last night playing with my camera (which believe it or not she hates having her picture taken, but after exploring the camera for herself i managed to get some good smiles out of her).

She is spoiled rotten and the apple of her Mommy and Big Sisters eyes'.

She is one of the most entertaining babies i have ever known. She always loves to play a game of catch me if you can and usually wins because your are laughing too hard.

She knows no food that she will not try and her rolls make me wanna melt.

I can not wait for her to meet her little cousin Sione' and for her to teach him all her mischievous ways. I am sure they will be just as close (after she warms up to him) as her older sister and Phabian are.

As fast as it has flown by i can not wait to continue to watch her grow and learn. I am sure the next year will be full of milestones for us all and i hope i can be able to capture a few here and there.

What's Up With That?

So i am going to go on a rant, so bare with me here.

I want to be a healthy. I really do want to eat organic foods and exercise everyday. I would love to lose about 30 to 40 lbs and be in the shape i was in pre-kids. I want all these things desperately, but what no one tells you is that these things are sometime (if not always) the most difficult things you will do.

It is hard enough to find a balance between cleaning house, balancing the check book, paying the bills, chasing the kids, and time for myself to relax. When you add on trying too cook a healthy meal made entirely of organic healthy foods and 30 mins a day to exercise you have completely thrown me into a melt down. Now are these the only problems i have with this situation...NO!

Why is it that the whole country has their panties in a bunch about the obesity crisis (i don't mean for that to sound like i am making light of it because i know it is a serious epidemic), but it is still cheaper to buy a double cheese burger than an organic head of lettuce? I can buy canned foods for 1/2 the price of fresh fruits and veggies and yes they are not as nutritious but they are what fit in my budget. Times are hard and trying to make a meal from scratch is getting to be more expensive.

I long for the days where my mom use to fix fat filled, high calorie meals that filled our tummies. Yes they probably were not the most healthy but they filled us up and made us fill happy. How is it that our grandparents and our parents and even some of us grew up eating these high fat, high calorie, high sodium meals and we are still alive and kicking and in a lot of cases healthier than our children? When did it become necessary to eat nothing but lettuce and organic to not die when you are 40? Their are people living way past their hundreds now and not because they ate right everyday but because technology has expanded the ability for us to fix problems. My grandma didn't die because she ate fried chicken and greens she died because she smoked for 60 years. WTF? (BTW i am not saying that it isn't important to eat healthy because i know it is but geesh!)

I think i have the solution to the obesity epidemic in America. Lower the price of an apple to the price of a cheese burger and the raise the tax on fast food to make it too expensive for Plumber Joe (sorry couldn't help but through that in). If you cant afford it you wont buy it. I don't buy organic because i can't afford it. i am 22 years old and i ate fried foods, fatty steaks, and sloppy joe's growing up. I am relatively healthy. I don't think an organic veggie (unless you count what we grew in our own garden) ever crossed my plate as a kid. Please tell me i am not alone in this. Please tell me i am not the only mommy in the world who wants to do this but cant afford it.

As for the exercise...i really don't have time. i know that isn't an excuse but by the time i get the kid sin bed at night and collapse on the couch i don't want to move much less get up and do crunches or jumping jacks. So walk my kid to school everyday. Its about 6 block one way. I do this twice a day. 24 blocks a day 5 days a week. It is something, and a lot more than i am use to hence the sore muscles i have attached to my back side. I just wish i had more time. God can we please add about 4 extra hours in a day??? Wait...no...that wont work...then i would probably try to catch up on sleep or chase my kids even more!!!

I cant win!

All Grown Up

I did some collages of the kids on Picnik. They turned out very well if i do say so myself. I think i might have them printed to hang on the wall or something. But besides that just look how much my babies have grown.


Phabian ranges in age from newborn to 3 1/2 here.

MJ ranges in age from newborn to 2 1/2 here.

They just grow up way to fast. I find myself trying to remember when they were babies and the memories (although captured in pictures) tend to dull over time. I wish i would have paid more attention to the details when they were babies. I miss it. I miss the cuddle time and holding them tight. Feeding them and having their full attention. They just grow too fast.

First Day Of School

So today is the day. Phabian is at school and MJ and I are at home. It is so awkward for me to only have one child here with me but i know he is in good hands.

We left the house at 7:15 this morning. We walked to my MIL's house and waited til about 7:30 to walk over to the school. We got there early and waited in the waiting area. At 5 til 8 they took my baby in the room. He didn't even say goodbye at first. I had to call him back to give me a hug and kiss and to tell him to be good and that i would be back at 11:30 to pick him up. He could have cared less. MJ on the other hand had a fit. He was so upset that bubby was gone. He wanted to go with him. It was so sad to watch my baby MJ cry over his bubby. We returned home and now we are chilling together just me and him. Well right now he is watching Handy Manny and drawing me a picture and i am, well, i am writing this blog.

Here are a few pictures from this morning and drop off.

I love this shirt: Holding out for chocolate milk!

Gotta love the fake cheese lol

Granny with Phabian in the waiting room.

Another one...he was so excited that Granny walked him to school.

I am still in disbelief that my first born son is even old enough to go to school, but i guess you blink and time flies by. I only shed a few tears this morning only because he wasn't even going to tell me goodbye. I mean when did he get to be so big that he didn't need to tell mommy bye. He is so confident and so happy about this experience where i am still a little anxious and apprehensive about it. I trust the teachers to take care of him but he is my baby. No one will ever care for him the way i do and even though it is only 3 1/2 hours a day that is still longer than he has ever been away before (besides at family's homes). I know i will adjust and MJ and i will begin to enjoy this time together but right now i am a little sad about it. He grew up too fast and next year MJ will be gone too. It is just so hard to let go even if they are ready to go.

It make me wonder how many moms they have drop off a kid and then come back an hour later in tears not ready to let their baby grow up. That's kind of how i feel. I just wanna run back and get him and say no its not time for him to grow up yet. He is too little to be in school doing work and learning letters. He is still just a baby in my eyes. I still remember bringing him home from the hospital. When and how did this happen? When did he get so big? How did i miss it? These are all the questions and more running through my head.

Well all i hope everyone is having a good day and i will update more about how his day went later when he gets home and we talk about it.