One of those days.

Alex

Benji and Mama

Enjoying some ice cream!.


Mama and Alex

Benji boy.

My two rascals.

Today was family day. I love my kids, but boy, were they naughty today!. Everything that could have gone wrong; went wrong. The kids got into all kinds of mischief, taking advantage of the fussy baby and somewhat less supervision on my part. Multitasking didn't quite turn out as well as I had hoped!.
And the cherry on the cake was that I overfload the washing machine.
Now let me explain about our very special washing machine. The water pressure is so low that we run a hose directly to it which you manually have to turn on and off once it's full of water. It makes the process twice as long.
Well I turned it on and forgot about it (again..sight!!) and filled up the laundry room with water instead. When I remembered I found the kids jumping and splashing each otheron the flood that I had created, soaked pants and shoes, having the time of their lives!!. It took me a while to pick up my mess. I was thankful they fell asleep right away for nap time, obviously thinking up all the naughty things you can do in one morning takes up a good amount of energy and can leave one very tired.
Thank the Lord for days that are the exception and not the norm. We miss you, papa.

My first dress.

Alex, Benji and Ayleen (3 wks), wearing her first dress.

"Come and Stay"

He says, Come and stay!

Come find your rest,

come get your pay.

I say, I will, but not for long,

for I must be back to labor,

my duty I can't stop for long.

He says, Come and stay!

Forget about work and labor

just labor to enter in My rest.

I say, I will, My Lord,

But you see I fear the consequences

of not being there tending to those needs!

He says, Come and stay!

for you should fear the consequences

of not coming to my side.

For how else will you find strength

to tend to each of the cares?

Finally I understand

His gentle persuasion

having won my reservations.

You see, things are now different.

When He says,

Come and stay!

I say, Yes My Jesus!

Here I am, and I come to stay!

For you are my greatest need,

all else can wait!

( Aurora)

Txs for leting me post your poem sis, you write beautifully...true talent!

I know. It's been days since I don't post anything; not for lack of things to write or blog about, simply cause work has gotten the better part of me . Having three kids isn't two. I have yet to find my new groove, I mean balance or whatever you want to call it. All my lame excuses why I haven't been blogging wouldn't do the subject justice. So I'll resume my silence with a picture of some beautiful people that have moved on to better and greater things!. Meet Dom, Marie and Kaylee. I'll have to settle for this older picture of last year, since, sadly, I lost the memory card for my camera so I wasn't able to take any pictures of the little "goodbye" we did. I turned my room upside down looking for it but..sight!...it hasn't shown so far. Looking at the bright side, it could be worse: I could have lost the camera.

You'll be greatly missed... praying your super happy in your new place!.


I'll miss your good sense of humor and sometimes funny jokes!-heh!

14 days.

Yeap! It's been fourteen days since my little angel arrived. Aside from being quite yellow she's doing fine, all she does is eat, poop and sleep. She's pretty much let me resume my dayly activities in the home.
I went for my last doctor checkup today and he says I'm doing good. I was surprised that I'm only four kilos above my usuall weight which, honestly, I don't mind keeping, I just whish that instead of being in my weist they would move down to my gluteus maximus. Heh! Oh well , we don't always get what we want!. And of course I got all this wonderfull advice and speech on the benefits of birth control.

Time

Time is a funny thing. It goes by so fast, yet sometimes it seams things take for ever to happen, materialize or come to pass. People refer to a "whole lifetime" as if it was so much time and yet life is short, really. It must be one of those ironies of life. It seams like it was just Christmas and now we are already in March; winter left ... spring is on its way.
Ever since I was a little kid it was impressed upon me the need to use time wisely, to accomplish something in our short existence here on earth, to make a difference with the gift of life. The greatest gift really. I pray I can live up to that and never look at my life with regret, I hope never to have things that " I whish I had done" but didn't do. People I wished I had loved but didn't, I hope I can always treasure the gift of life and live each day like if it were the last.
Life really is short, time flies by, it doesn't wait for anything or anyone it just keeps on. I see it in my kids, it seams like yesterday that Alex was a little baby with his big inquisitive blue eyes crawling around and now, he tries to use all these more fancy words and phrases that have never been part of his vocabulary but that he hears grown ups use, like “actually" and "let me think about it, mom" or "Oh, my gosh!". Kids grow way too fast. He says the cutest mispronunciations, for instance, this morning he was done with his school so I asked him to help lil brother Benji with his, he just had to finish matching some shapes. So Alex goes over to where Benji is sitting and tells him; "Benji, you have to listen to my constructions" ( instead of instructions). I had a good laugh!...All to say... It's those little things, little treasured memories that make life special, enjoy them because time flies.

Happy Birthday Kaylee & Teresa!

This little birhtday girl turned one. She was so cute all dressed in pink, everyone else had to dress up too ( not in pink!!).


These are most of the girls in the home. There's a nurse, gypsies, a cowboys (do you say cowgirl?), superwoman, wanna-be hippie (me) heh.


Here is superwoman Teresa and step mom. Happy Birthday Teresa!!!

Here are my two gipsies...although they lost their head bandanas all too soon.

Gypsy girls Angelina and baby Ashley.

The cowboys.

Everyone had fun dancing around to some gypsy music. It was a nice evening of felloship, we had a yummy chinnesse dinner, delicious cake and ice cream and in the end they played taboo and had some drinks and although I went to bed because I wasn't feeling so well, I could hear the echoes of the lauhgs in my dreams. Everyone had fun. Birthdays are so much fun!!.

Yellow

Alex and very yellow baby sister

The yellow version of Ayleen

Let me always remember...

Let me always remember the moment
that wonderful, magical moment you were born
let me remember the tears of joy, the sheer relief, the awesome miracle,

let me always remember the moment
that one perfect memory that will live forever in my heart
the wonderful, magical moment that you were born.

So small ...yet so perfect.

A couple more pictures of my little bundle of joy.
She's a happy baby and a good eater. Today she had her first bath at home, she loved it.
And this is the first I see of her eyes, I couldn't make out the color...they just looked like that blue-greyish color most babies have when they are born. She keeps them close most of the time.

All nice and confortable, ready for a good nap, after a nice bath.


You forget how small and perfect newborns are.

Ayleen Elizabeth

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Big thanks to everyone for their prayers!
I gave birth to a healthy little girl that weighted 3.600 kilos and is 52 cm long.
Everything went well. The first contractions started around 8 pm on the 7th and she was born march 8, at 1:35 am.
Thank you so much for your prayers; I know they made all the difference. Will be posting more pictures soon... these are some of the first. We missed having you there daddy.

Old wives tales

I’ve had quite a few people tell me that I would most likely go into labor when it was full moon, and I wondered if they were just old wives tales. Just like some people say if you want your hair to grow very fast cut it on a full moon. I was surprised though when a doctor friend visited yesterday and mentioned the “moon” effect and how I would probably have the baby when it was a full moon, and went on to say that none of the doctors in the hospital want to be on duty that night because work more then triples, she explain to me how there is a definite relation between the moon and water, and the baby is surrounded by liquid. Well I guess it isn’t all old wives tales since the moon definitely affects the tides in the ocean, and the moods of my cancer hubby. Humm… I wonder.

Well, I’m sure the baby will be born on His perfect timing and the day is going to be special and meaningful at least to me.

Here are the last pregnancy pictures I’ll be posting since this little girl will most likely be born this week. Prayers apreciated.

As big as it gets!!
The wonderful things makeup can do for you!!

Feeling and looking tired of being pregnant.

Crowded

And here is what you do when you have a large jacuzzy and a lot of kids.


GB Brian and Cristal for getting in there with the kids ...because I wasn't about to... a little crowded for my taste.


Benji loves water, even though he was a little sick he wanted to get in .


Alex (3) and Kristen(8)... best friends ...or worst enemies... just depends!

Magical Balm of Prayer

The other day I was the passive observer of something that took place not too far from where I was. It was just a little thing, really, but it got me thinking.

A little girl was crying and crying uncontrollably; she had fallen down and just couldn’t seam to get past the hurt, a couple people that were around her tried to comfort her the best they could to no avail, nothing seamed to help the situation, and she just kept crying.

When I got home with the kids, that was still on my mind, and I realized what a powerful weapon prayer is.

When my little boys fall down and get hurt just praying with and for them for Jesus to make things alright seams to be a magical balm that calms them and comforts their little hearts. Just a little prayer and the crying is all over, they know Jesus is going to make it all better. That little incident made me thankful for prayer.

It also got me thinking how when we are older things work much the same. When life deals us a hard blow, or when we are hurting inside, when we fall down and can’t seam to get up again, and nothing and no one can help; there is still the magical, soothing balm of prayer. We can commit things to Jesus and know that He will make everything alright. He will comfort our hearts. How sad it must be to live without knowing this. I can’t imagine going through life without having that Someone that makes everything alright, without that hope and the peace of knowing that He is in control of my life, insignificant as it is. He cares.