
I celebrated my 29th birthday this month. I didn't have anything in mind about what I wanted to do, yet for some reason going dancing kept popping in my mind. Personally I believe that after a certain age you shouldn't find yourself at a club shaking all you have. Your late twenties is a time of transitions. Either you recently got married and/or had children so you start a new role in life that requires you to be mature and level headed. Not that you have to stop having fun but that fun should be more responsibly. That being said I just knew, knowing myself, that after next year the club scene was going to be a thing of the past or at least a once a year for a special occasion type deal and I wanted to get it out of my system. I already enjoyed those years and that fun, now I want something better and worthwhile. I want to travel and create memories with my little family. I want to live life purposely. I want to focus on my home and my career, like really focus. I want to get to know myself and do some soul searching. What sucks about this is that "my friends" are not there yet. They still enjoy the club scene and for the most part our priorities are different because we all find ourselves in a different phase in life. I guess that's the thing about life. We grow up and move on leaving behind those who are not quite where we are. Sad but true. I do like however that when we do get together we pick up right where we left off and that my friends is the beauty of friendship.




A few trips to the park with the little guy was a must to welcome the nice weather and a trip to see the Sleeping Beauty Play was so much fun. It was the perfect ending for AJ's last day with his friends. I'm sure that I was affected more than he was but after a couple of weeks he started to miss them very much.

We also attended Steven second concert of the year. He has learned so much and I hope that he continues to play the Viola in the years ahead. We are so proud of him. I still remember the days when he wanted to be a singer hahaha.

p.s.
that picture below is one of our little AJ way up on cloud nine before being taken back. The video is even funnier, or so we think ;)

I've been slacking using my big girl camera to take weekly pictures of my boys but I hope these ones will count for the month :)
When I started this journey in 2008 I had no idea what I wanted out of life. All I knew was that I wanted a college education because I didn't want to find myself a few years down the road working retail or at a warehouse. I remember meeting with an advisor and being told "Give it a try. Take one class now and see if college is for you or not." And that's exactly what I did. I registered for a College English class online late that fall semester and passed it with an A. I was pretty impressed because I was not expecting that at all. On to the next semester I went taking 2 classes. From there on I kept taking either one or two classes every semester. I still had no idea what I wanted so my intended major was general studies. About a year or so after that initial class I decided on Diagnostic Sonography which lead me to a biology class. There a met a a girl who would become a really good friend. Somehow she convinced me to try nursing and after several looks at the required pre requisites I said what the hell, worse case scenario, if I'd change my mind again the only difference between both majors would be a math class. We took A&P I and II, Microbiology, Chemistry and Statistics. After taking statistics I knew that there was no turning back, a degree in nursing it was. Until chemistry that is. Oh that chemistry. Three times I repeated that class and with each time things seemed to get worse. Never did I imagine that repeating this class several times would lead me to dead ends when applying to nursing schools.
That's the word that I decide on as my word for 2016.
Why? well because I feel that I need to grow in my Faith. I have it, of that I am sure, but the degree of faith that I have is not what I should have or what I would like to have. So the plan this year is to exercise my faith in any and every circumstance. Last year my word was Grace and by being aware of the many times God's grace fell upon me even when I felt the did not deserve it I found myself to be happier, to understand certain situations better, and to be thankful for the not so good days since they help me appreciate those that were good.
I'd never heard of word of the year before and last year after seeing this go viral in the blogsphere I decided to give it a try. I wasn't sure where to begin or how to choose my word but interestingly enough I didn't have to do much research. The word sort of chose me :) as it did this year too.
After the past couple of weeks I'm even more convinced that this is the word I should hold on tight to for the months ahead. Good things are happening with many more to come and only with an increase in faith will I understand and appreciate them.
You are so innocent and well mannered. Every day you cease to amaze me with you awesome personality. I love that you know when an apology is due and don't let pride take over. I know that you are still too young to understand how pride can affect relationships and often times you need the time alone to come to your own conclusion that you must apologize but you do and that's what's important. Seeing you going to anyone to offer an apology brings me so much joy. On those days I stop and say to myself "I might not have motheredhood mastered but I must be doing something right :)". You are the same way when expressing love as well. You say things like, "I love you mom, I love you so much. Let me give you a kiss." Or you'll say "you're the best mom, mom!" Man those words, those words are one of the many reasons I love motherhood and I am so lucky to have kids like you and your brother that praise us at every opportunity and make your daddy and I feel like we have this parenting thing down packed.


To be fair though I have to say that you have your moments. There are days that you are so stubborn (like your daddy) and want nothing to do with discipline. You try testing us to see how far you'll get but then you start to laugh and say, "I just kidding, I love you". You are too smart for your own good. You do have tantrums but they are nothing like the ones you had right around your birthday and let's just say that I was worried for what age three was bringing us.

You are officially potty trained! I should add that you even wipe your own butt! On a quick note I want to add that you are obssesed with saying butt and using it in every sentence. I have no idea when or how that started but everyday I try to break that habit with no success. You go to the bathroom without being told to or asked and I'm proud to say that we can go places and on trips without having to bring diapers or extra clothes but of course that we do as an "just in case an accident happens" but for the most part you have mastered this hump and don't really need the extra clothes. You do have accidents while napping and overnight but is not an everyday kind of thing. If you have a drink before bed chances are you will wet the bed but some days even when you don't have a drink you still have accidents and we can't really fix that. The pediatrician doesn't seem to be concern right now especially because you are still at the window where "you should be working on being potty trained but are not expected to be at your age" so I guess we will reevaluate this issue by your next birthday if it still persist.
May God forever bless you and keep you.
Love,
Mommy

A little inspiration from other bloggers led me to do an interview of you. I will forever cherish these moments, specially your little voice :)





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