Monday, July 30, 2012

Busy July!

 We got a new cat, Amali stayed a long weekend at Opa and Oma's, partied hard for Aaron's birthday, canned lots and lots, swam even more, and celebrated PopPop's birthday!

Am's new kitty Ollie!
Lunch with Oma and Opa

sweet ladies

silly Am

beautiful baby

getting an EKG!

love this bush in our yard, it's blooming!

kiddos biking at momma bootcamp

swimming boys

Cinco dude!

oh hi

m&m loving David

swim friends!

cute friends

my boys

making water balloons

my sweet friend Jess!

sand fun

Happy Birthday Aaron!

birthday boy

crashed party boy

cake!

cute boys!

our little Aggie
little pickle bug

helping ma

dancing at PopPop's birthday party


Six Years!!!!


so much fun!

















For our SIXTH (woohoo! yehaw!) anniversary, we decided to commemorate by going on an adventure! Last year, it was rock climbing and a trip to Oklahoma. This year, ziplining! We went to Lake Travis Ziplining Adventure, and had a great time! Thanks to YaYa and PopPop for keeping Cinco, and Uncle Cody and Aunt Jenne for keeping Am! We had the WHOLE DAY to ourselves! We zipped, swam, sunbathed, relaxed, chatted, and then went to a nice dinner at Pappadeaux. What a wonderful day and fantastic celebration of each other! It was fun to remind each other of why we fell in love in the first place, and why we are still blissfully enraptured in each other. Then on Sunday, we had a family day! We went to the park in Bastrop, feed the fish and geese, and Amali played in the splashpark there. Then lunch at our favorite spot, Nancy's! The weekend was wonderful, we all feel refreshed and happy!
just a friendly game of bean bag toss
ready to go!
strapped in





zipping in

phew!

just got done
beautiful Lake Travis vistas



boat ride over to zip


with the lines
our gourmet lunch we fixed
relaxing at the beach
feeding geese

momma and bebe



Thursday, July 19, 2012

The List

I read recently a blog post (that of course I can't find today, but I'll link it when I do) where a lady wrote out a list of 20 important things that she does daily. She gave this list to her husband and asked him to re-write the list, numbered as he sees each item in order of importance. At the end of the day he came back and said that the things on the list didn't matter, what he wanted to come home to each day was a happy wife and kids. Not cranky from being over scheduled, not too busy to be together. Sweet man.

This got me to thinking. What is on our families list? I contemplated what I thought would be on Mauro's list. I guessed that his top 3 would be -

1. Gardening
2. Dinner
3. A hot body (for me)

So last night we talked about it. I asked him what would be the top 3 things on his list of my responsibilities that he saw as most important each day. His first response was, well, you can all guess. I clarified that I meant household, community, and parenting responsibilities. After a long talk, this is what we came up with.

1. Happiness. We decided that no matter what chores or other work needed to be done, our kids needed to know that we love them, that we provide a happy childhood for them, and that we are aware and open to their needs and wants. We agreed that time outdoors each day, time to play individually, and time with each parent was important and vital every single day. We discussed closing each day by talking about the kids for a while, what happened, what needed to happen, and what we needed to work on.

2. Dinner. We both feel the importance of a closing family meal. Where we can talk about our day, our fun, our dreams, and our sadness. We both love the warmth and comfort of a delicious, hearty, and healthy dinner. Mauro told me how much he enjoys coming home after a hard day at work to a good meal, prepared with love especially for him. You have no idea how happy this made me, and how much of a compliment this was. I love LOVE to cook, and knowing it is important to him on the receiving end makes it even more special.

3. Organization. I take the responsibility of organizing our family life to heart. The cleaning, budget, community involvement, parties, vacation, housework, calendar, playdates, education, etc. I was impressed that Mauro felt this was so important also. We think that the organization of our family keeps us all moving fluidly. It provides a stability of life and gives us purpose. Some days that organization goes out the window. Some days I have no time to do what my "to do" list for Thursday calls for. But overall, keeping my family clean, in line, and busy is a job that I love dearly!

Most of these things we do already and will continue to improve. And we realize that some days the list will change and be added upon. It was really nice to talk about this together, and to paint a clear picture of what we both see as important. This lead us to talks about Amali and her need for attention, Cinco and his chillness, and the things we love and appreciate about each other. If I can end each day with a smile on everyone's face, nourishment and satisfaction in their bellies, and the knowledge we are on the right path, then I have done my job! I love my family!


Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Being a Stay at Home Mom...

I needed to write today. So I gave Amali my highest heels, and Cinco his favorite toy in his vibrating chair. I might get 5 minutes.

Why do I stay home with my kids? Somedays, I wonder. My job never ends. I almost said from sunup to sundown, but in actuality my time is devoted to my children and husband even when the moon is shining in the dark of night. If my kids need me, which they do almost 24 hours a day right now, I am here. I keep brains contemplating, character building, the house orderly, the clothes clean, I keep bellies fed, I keep budgets intact, I keep my hive buzzing. Always. And I love it. I love the smiles I get from Cinco when he hears my voice or looks into my eyes. I love Amali's bossy attitude because I know she gets that from me. I love my husband for the endless hours he works, for the constant drive to provide for us better and better each day.

Most days, I feel overwhelming love and contentment from being at home with my two kids and dogs, but there are somedays, like today, I miss... myself.

I read on one of those silly pinterest blocks "You think you have it so hard to keep a house and kids? I do all that too plus I have a full time job." Well, it pissed me off. That is honestly bullshit. I am in no way saying that it is easy to work full time and have children. But it is hard in different ways, and that sentence is so disrespectful to the moms that put chose to raise their children at home. There is a difference being at home all day long, everyday. Trust me.

Staying at home means you no longer make decisions based on yourself. It means your entire world is filled with "why?" "what's next?" "I'm hungry." "watch this!" and "let's do a puzzle." It means comfortable clothes and shoes, and in no way being fashionable or cute. It means strictly living on one income in a world that barely lives on two plus all the credit they can get. It means park play dates, rocks and dirt all over your house, stepping on crayons, and peanut butter in the most incredible places. It means hugs all day. It means hearing your daughter sing her ABC's the right way for the first time. It means learning colors, shapes, how the world turns, and who Jesus is. It means hearing your child singing to her little brother when you walk into a room. It means prayers over lunch that include being thankful for seeing Auntie. It means my hobbies of writing and sewing are on the bottom of the priority list. It means painting toenails, even though they will get messed up or chewed off in the next 24 hours. It means a house that needs more help then we have time to give. It means adding too much lime juice to dinner, but your sweet husband telling you it turned out good anyway. It means grocery shopping with a kangaroo pouch and chocolate milk and gum. It means imagination and fairy tales. It means lots and lots of canning so we have summer vegetables year round. It means blue eyes asking for fruit snacks. It means missing my girlfriends. It means making everyday special for the ones you love, especially my husband. It means being forty pounds overweight after pregnancy. It means Netflix Pilates. It means no more me, but the growth of a new generation that can be positive and wonderful keepers of the earth if I so teach them. It means popcorn for lunch, and popsicles for dinner. It means constant bouncing and swaying. It means smelling like milk. It means smelling my babies breath after a yawn. It means diapers, it means pee in the bed and in the floor. It means changing clothes 8 times a day. It means mud dough and caterpillar friends. It means underwear and socks on the floor everyday. It means 2 loads of dishwasher dishes and 3 loads of laundry, done with one hand. It means keeping your kid from coloring on the walls. It means laying in bed at night hoping for some uninterrupted mommy and daddy time. It means painting for an entire day, including bodies, floors, chairs, and paper. It means Dora, it means Kipper, it means Angelina. It means Facebook is my reach into the adult world at times. It means drool, tears, and poop. It means swings, tree houses, makeshift drums, and bugs. (And all of this in just one day, tomorrow brings another set of adventures...)

It means I am no longer me. I am four.

playing outside
talking to toys

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

3 Years /// 2 months

Amali and Cinco had their well child visits this week. Both are healthy and advanced! Amali does have a little heart murmur that we will get checked by a cardiologist this week. But we are hoping it is inconsequential and nothing ever comes of it. They both are hitting their age appropriate marks and are well beyond them as well! Great kiddos!

Stats:
Amali
31 lbs (50%)
38.5 inches (90%)

Cinco
11.5 lbs (90%)
21.5 inches (50%)

Cinco Blessing

My little man was given the name Mauro Rodriguez V, and blessing on June 24, 2012. He was blessed by his Opa, with health, strength, a keen intellect, and a great curiosity. He was told his life would be an example, that he would have great purpose, and his life would be meaningful to others. It was a beautiful blessing and a beautiful day.