Happy Tears

I have shed alot of tears over the last couple months over various things that may have been effecting me in one way or another. i am not usually a cry baby ever but the last few months it seemed as thow the tears came easily. Crying doesnt always have to be a bad thing. Today I have shed some tears, but not over anything that is effecting me in anything way other then love. They were tears of joy; I am surrounded by amazing people. My family.... I have a husband that has such a good heart he is helping a complete stranger have just a little bit of an easier life this winter. Him and I have had our differance and i wanna punch his lights out sometimes but he is a good man and has so much love to give. I have a 17 year old son that is still his mommas boy, he helps take care of me and waits on me hand and foot if he needs to , with no complaints, most 17 year olds only give a shit about their friends and partying. I have a 13 year old daughter that is more mature and responsable then most 30 year olds I know, she is your typical girly girl with her hair and make up and clothes and shoes and the mall OMG lol But thats one of the reasons I adore her. She like her father has a heart of gold and would bend over backwords for anyone, also like her brother she helps to take care of her momma and has become a very good cook in the process. I will brag all day about my family and I am sure complain too LOL I have a group of Ya -Ya's (aka friends) that are the most Loving, understanding, and giving people I have ever known. Then I have all these extended family members and friends that I dont get to see very often, but I know they are out there and the love is there no matter how near or far away. What more could I ask for. Everyday shoukd bring a new reason to be happy and so happy that it can bring a tear to your eye Look for it, it is there! Reminds me of a quote by a very wise man. Prof. A. Dumbledore, “ happiness can be found in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light”

Gracie

My daughter has been such a gift to me and I couldn't be more thankful. When I say gift I really mean it, she was born just a couple weeks after I lost my grandmother so I feel like my gramma sent this wonderful girl to me to help try and fill a void in my heart after she left this world. And my heart has been overflowing ever since. Before Grace came into this world she was already giving me a run for my money! At the later stages of  my pregnancy it became apparent that I had gestational diabetes. And via ultra sounds she seems to be growing very well. In the last month she was to big to tell how big she actually was anymore LOL! I was scheduled for a c section on a Monday morning. The Friday before that Grace decided she was not waiting those couple days and I was in labor. We went to the hospital about 6 and after all the prepping I was in the O.R. just after midnight. My hubby, her dad was with me and sat right by my head hold the puke bucket... poor guy lol. After what seemed like forever the Dr announces its a girl (which we already knew) and they cleaned her up and bundle her up and brought her to me. I couldn't hold her yet because I was still strapped down to the table but daddy held her and put her to my face so I could kiss her. she was a big baby almost 13 pounds!! One of the Drs even said "hurry up and weigh her, I gotta see this" and another Dr said " she was born with a spoon in her mouth". The nurses and every other person in the hospital couldn't get over her. She was so adorable. Came out bright eyed and a head full of black hair. She was taken to the nursery and I was taken to recover in my room. They had to run some extra test beyond the normal ones. She had apparently had a bowl movement while she was still in me, which can be dangerous if she ingested any of it. She was fine perfectly healthy. My mom and hubby left after we were settled in for what was left of the night. The next couple days we spent in the hospital and had visitors from family and hospital staff that had to come see this big baby they had heard all about.

Big brother came up and he was shy as usual and I dont think he knew what to think of her. Daddys friend Eric drove us home from the hospital. She was a good baby, very rarely got sick, and the 'terriable twos' wasnt terrible at all. She developed fast, never liked baby food, she wanted the real thing! She gave up the bottle and started walking before she turned a year old. One thing that stuck with her for a looooong time was her binky. I gave her one right away when she was born because she was sucking on her hands and I didnt want her to become a thumb sucker thinking it would be easier to break her of the binky then the thumb. Well she was really attached to that binky, I should have bought stock in binkys we went through so many. We always had to have a few back ups, god forbid we loose one! The binky lasted till she was almost 7! Yeah it got to the point were I would tell her 'if you want it you keep track of it' and she would too! She always made sure I had one in my purse when we went somewhere and even started to get embarrassed by it and would only have it when no one was around. Then one day after me suggesting for at least a year, she just decided she was done with it. So I put the last one in my jewelery box and there is were it still sits.

Grace is going to be 13 years old at the end of this month. And it seems like yesterday that she was born. I cant believe how time flys! She is still a good kid! She has an old soul. She gets along great with adults and is very mature for her age, she always has been. But she is not mature in a bad way like some of these 13 year olds are today out there. She is not 'fast'. She is not trying to grow up and act like an idiot and boy crazy and make up crazy and party crazy, ugh I dont know what I would do if she acted like a typical teenager. She has a very good head on her shoulders and I am so proud of the lil lady she is becoming.

Grace is a clothes and shoes alcoholic. She loves the mall and shopping! She has a great sense of style. Some styles dad doesnt like lol but she doesnt try to get away with anything over the top, and is respectful of his wishes. Grace is a daddys girl, she always has been.

I dont mind at all. I am happy they have the bond they do. Her and I also have a great bond, I love her dearly but we do but heads sometimes. Sometimes I wish she would just crawl up in my lap twirl my hair, cuddle and fall asleep like when she was little. I will always hold on to and cherish the memories of her like that. I look forward to the great memories that will come!

July

July: The heart of summer! Americas birthday! It is also 2 of the most important females in my life birthdays month; my mother & my daughter. It is also a bitter month as a reminder of when I lost my grandmother. This month in my blog I will feature all 3 of the above mentioned. They all have effected my life in such a way I dont know what i would do with out them. Although my gramma is on the other side she is still with me and the things she taught me while here still are certainly still with me! America the beutiful and we sure know how to celebrate it! Fireworks have seemily been none stop since before the 1st of the month and will continue for the next couple weeks. My poor pregnant dog is a nervous wreck which I am sure is not good for her in her condition. But we will comfort her as much as possiable. My cat I have to laugh at... He is 7 years old and has heard fireworks and storms ect several times. SO I dont understand while all the sudden while there are fireworks going on he is doing an army crawl from one room to the next like he is under attack! I feel bad that he is scared but at the same time its hillarious to watch him. My mother & daughter -

I hope everyone enjoys there summer!!

Kids movie night

My kids are my life and I am so thankful for them everyday!! we had a movie night last week. Here are some of the highlights: we wathced "Paranormal Activity"

FIRST THE GIRLS DID THEIR NAILS LOL


POPCORN CHECK! READY,SET,START THE MOVIE


COTYS FAKES BEING SCARED


COTYS FOR REAL GETS SCARRED LMAO!


HE DOESNT WANT TO GET SCARED AGAIN


I AM SLEEPY AND READY FOR BED (IT WAS AFTER 2AM)

Dia de los Muertos

Dia de los Muertos translated to "Day of the Dead"

The holiday focuses on gatherings of family and friends to pray for and remember friends and family members who have died. The celebration occurs on November 1st and 2nd in connection with the Catholic holiday of All Saints' Day which occurs on November 1st and All Souls' Day which occurs on November 2nd. Traditions include building private altars honoring the deceased, using sugar skulls, marigolds, and the favorite foods and beverages of the departed, and visiting graves with these as gifts.
Many people believe that during the Day of the Dead, it is easier for the souls of the departed to visit the living. People go to cemeteries to communicate with the souls of the departed, and build private altars, containing the favorite foods and beverages, as well as photos and memorabilia, of the departed. The intent is to encourage visits by the souls, so that the souls will hear the prayers and the comments of the living directed to them.
A common symbol of the holiday is the skull (colloquially called calavera), which celebrants represent in masks, called calacas (colloquial term for "skeleton"), and foods such as sugar or chocolate skulls, which are inscribed with the name of the recipient on the forehead. Sugar skulls are gifts that can be given to both the living and the dead. Other holiday foods include pan de muerto, a sweet egg bread made in various shapes, from plain rounds to skulls and rabbits, for celebrating this "fiesta" often decorated with white frosting to look like twisted bones.

Yesterday we honored those who have past in our family, mainly my grandmother, the was the matriarch of our family, she has been gone almost 11 years and is still missed very much. She was a kind woman and would give you the shirt off her back, we often would have to tell her it is not safe to pick up random strangers walking down the street and give them rides just because she felt bad for them! But at the same time you dare not cross her, she always wore high heels and was not afraid to use them as a weapon if need be, for that matter she had guns that she wasn't afraid to use either LOL She was somewhat of a gypsy, it seemed like she was always moving, but I think it was only so she had an excuse to decorate, she was a very talented decorator and her homes were always beautifully put together, she believed in taking great pride and care of all your belongs. She was an all around very well put together woman. She always looked her best, never to leave the house with out her hair and make up down and dressed like a movie star. Alot of the pictures of her I look at remind me of a movie star. She was very well loved by everyone that new her. She loved us kids more then anything in the world and didnt have a problem showing it. We were all pretty spoiled especially us grand kids, and she raised each and everyone of us, we even all lived with her at some point or another. My daughter Grace was the only grand kid that never was fortunate enough to meet her, Grace was born 2 weeks after my grandmother passed(in the same hospital. Grace reminds me of her so much sometimes I often wondered if it was her incarnate, but I was told that Grace is my grandmother on my father side not my mothers. Last year for xmas i bought Grace a pair of fancy furry high heel slippers and they looked like something right out of my grandmother closet, and as soon as Grace opened them she said "Oh wow these are so pretty and they remind me of grandma Violet!" Which of course brought tears to my eyes but I thought how strange, that those were the first thing out of her mouth, like she had known her all her life! Christmas was my grandmas favorite time of year, not only because she loved to shop but she loved to give gifts away! I would go over to her house and sit in the middle of the living room and wrap presents for hours! She had a gift for everyone under the sun, she would even have extra gifts just in case someone stopped by unannounced for a visit. And she was no cheapskate she bought nice stuff lol! For a long time after we lost her xmas was not something I looked forward to but over the years I have got more and more excited about it, I figure that is how she would want it. And it is better to celebrate and embrace what our loved ones have taught us and memory's they have left us with rather then to dwell and be sad that they are no longer here, because in spirit they are with us everyday.
Here is a picture of my immediate family, my grandma is the elegant looking lady sitting in front of the piano. My sister(with her family) is behind her(she kinda took over as matriarch)I am at the fireplace with my mom and kids, my oldest sister by the tree with her kids, and my uncle and his family is at the table. My grandmothers husband is in the chair in the corner and a picture of my grandfather is on the wall, the mirror above the fireplace is a reflection of the shelves that my grandmother had her xmas village on, that she loved so much she kept up all year, the table my uncle is at is the actual table my grandma would set every year at xmas and the piano was hers that is still in our family and has been for many moons. The picture obviously was not taken like that(grace like i said was born after my grandma died)My bff's mom is very good with putting pictures together and she put this together for us, everyone got copies.