Friday, January 30, 2009


Is it just me or did this week just fly by.

I went to the doctor yesterday and found out I haven't dilated at all. I really thought I had by now.

I can't wait to see my baby girl. I'm finally getting excited now. I just might actually start getting stuff for her, like pampers and such. She is supposed to be here really soon.

My mom died almost 15 years ago. That is such a long time. Sometimes, I can't remember specific things about her and I hate it. Danae is so confused about why granny (my stepmom) isn't my mom. She has seen pictures of my deceased mom but really still doesn't get it.

I'm so glad this Sabbath is my last one for teaching the cradle roll class for a while. I like to move and get on the floor with the kids and that's becoming increasingly harder. Danae is no longer in cradle roll but she says her class is not as much fun.

Brayden is really the sweetest boy ever. He is so generous with the hugs and kisses. We just might have to keep him around.

Everyone in my family has so many frequent flyer miles. Now, we have to figure out where we want to go. Dwayne wants to use them for a real vacation, not just to go visit the family. We already have two trips lined up this year. We're going to Tallahassee to finally meet our godson. We're also supposed to go to Orlando for his family reunion, although we have received no details about anything.

I really need to be doing stuff instead of sitting here typing on this computer so this is the end.

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Danae's Birthday Recap

So, our efforts of downplaying Danae's birthday really went out the window. This just means that we'll have to really go all out for poor Brayden. When I asked her what she wanted to do for her birthday, she said she wanted a manicure/pedicure and to get her hair done. Crazy, I know. Anyway, this is what she did.

Her godmother took her to get a mani/pedi last Monday. I wish I could upload the picture from my phone but this is a picture of her actual hands and feet. They won't look very different because she only has clear polish on her hands and cotton candy on her feet (but it looks clear).

(her little fat toes are so cute to me)

On Wednesday (her actual birthday), we went to the Rainforest Cafe for dinner. It was the best night because it happened to also be their kids night. So, they had a clown and people dressed up like animals and she thought it was all for her.

(Brayden helped her eat her birthday dessert)

(Why is Dwayne cheesing so hard?)

On Friday, she went to the salon to get her hair styled by Miss Brandye. When we first walked in, she was a little scared. But, she was very pleased with the end result even though she played in it so much that it didn't stay cute for very long.

(Um, she wasn't too happy about this part)

(But here, she clearly thought she was cute)

On Saturday we invited people over for lunch at our house. This was also her request. She was so excited that so many people came over.

She got some nice gifts although I'm very close to hiding that minivan (thanks Keisha) because I'm so tired of hearing her play the little radio. Her dad bought her some roller blades and she's not too bad with them either. Of course, she received other gifts as well. She told me she had a very good birthday and really that's all that matters.

I still can't believe my baby girl is 4.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

And another thing...

Brittany, Georgia's daughter, told me something on Sunday that made me fight back the tears. Georgia had a stroke on Danae's 4th birthday. While she was lying on the floor, unable to move, she said "Brittany, I forgot to call Nae Nae to tell her happy birthday!" She was always thinking of other people, even at her darkest moment.

I told Danae that Auntie Sis Melville said "Happy Birthday" and she was happy to hear that. Now, I just have to find a way to explain this death to a VERY inquisitive child. Feel free to give me ideas. Just keep in mind that she asks so many questions that I had to explain what a stroke is because she wouldn't accept just hearing that Georgia was sick and in the hospital.

Follow up on Georgia

For those of you who don't already know, Georgia Melville died over the weekend. We are all very shaken up by this but we know that God knows best.

The point of this post is just that we need to remember how important it is to appreciate each other every day and every time we see one another. Sometimes we may have to inconvenience ourselves but we must let each other know that we really care because you never know when it will be too late.

In December, our church's school had their Christmas play. After the play, I asked Georgia if her daughter's school was going to have a play. She said yes and told me when it was. I told her I would be there. On the day of her daughter's play, I was really tired and Dwayne was out of town on a business trip. I still went to the play because I promised I would. Georgia was so happy I actually showed up and told a few others about it. It made me glad I went even though I honestly thought about missing it.

Earlier this month, I received the following email from Georgia.

Hi bff (lol)
How are you doing? I looked at you on Sabbath and I can see that God is truly good to you and Dwayne. Take care and as usual I am praying the baby will be born on my birthday Feb 9th. You have two lovable and trained children and I pray that you and Dwayne continue to train them up in the way of the Lord. I won't be at church this sabbath so give them both a hug for me okay. I just sent up a prayer for you and the family. Take care and happy new year.

In peace

That just reminded me of something. The last Sabbath Georgia was at church, she made an announcement about something for the federation stuff. Somehow, my name came up in her announcement and she said "my BFF Bridgette Gibson". After church, I told her I didn't know we were taking our BFF status public. I thought it was just reserved for our private emails like the one above.

I can't begin to count how many times this woman told me she had prayed for us. When we dealt with our fertility issues, she prayed every day. And, this is not something she did specifically for our family. She prayed for everyone and was genuinely concerned about everyone. Because of the above email, we ended up having a very heartfelt conversation where I told her I really appreciated her, I loved her, and how she was one of my favorite people. I'm so glad we had that conversation because now would be too late.

I had also asked her opinion about something I want to start at our church. This was a part of her response: "I am very busy but to take time out for my daughter and other girls her age means more to me than anything else so COUNT ME IN. By the way, while Jesus was carrying the cross the naysayers were there and he still went to Golgotha (what a mighty God we serve)."

I talked to Georgia a lot about raising children. Her kids are amazing and I like to get advice from those who have been down the path I'm on. She would do anything for her kids. She gave me a lot of practical advice that I will treasure for the rest of my life.

Georgia was one of the few people who was woven into almost aspect of our church family. She will be greatly missed.

Friday, January 23, 2009

Randomly speaking

25 more days to go! At least that's how long I have until my due date. Of course, I'm hoping Danica comes a little sooner but whatever's best.

Danae is going to a salon for the first time today to get her hair done. I can't wait to see how she acts because she is so scary of everything. I also can't wait to see how she looks.

Brayden still doesn't understand that he can't lunge on my stomach. I have learned all kind of defense maneuvers that won't hurt him in the process.

My dad forgot Danae's birthday. He thought it was Feb 21st. He said I'm having too many children and he can't keep up. I made him feel bad for it though.

I have to change clothes in the middle of the night every night because I have been sweating profusely. That ain't cute.

I'm not ready to have my sleep disrupted by a newborn. Hopefully, she'll be like Danae and start sleeping through the night at 2 months.

I can not wait to find out what my brother-in-law and his wife are having. He really wants a boy and I hope he gets his wish. My other brother-in-law and his wife are having a girl in April.

Although I think newborn babies are really cute, I don't care for them a whole lot. I like babies when they are about 6 months or older. I rarely ask to hold someone's newborn. Someone recently told me that was weird. My favorite age is about 2 because then they're independent but still baby-like.

We have been trying to break Danae's finger sucking habit but with little success. Since she got her manicure on Monday, she sucks them way less because she doesn't want to mess up her fingernails. A little vain, are we?

Yes, my daughter got a manicure and pedicure too. That was part of her birthday present from Auntie Nese (Jenise).

Dwayne and I will have some alone time on Sunday. We plan to go on a date but we'll see. We tend to get a little lazy with no kids around.

Pray for me as this pregnancy comes to a close. I need a healthy delivery and baby and more energy. I am seriously losing steam.

Have a wonderful weekend!

One of those annoying emails.

I have gotten this in email form from a few folks. So, I decided to answer it on my blog so anyone can read it if they choose. And, I don't have to forward it to other folks who aren't interested either. Anyway, here goes.

1.What did you do in 2008 that you’d never done before?
Lay a wood floor. Visit Hong Kong. Ride a horse on a volcano. Many things, actually.

2. Did you keep your new years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I don't make resolutions.

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
I always know people who are giving birth because everyone and their mama keeps having kids. My friends LATANYA/TERA, Ruth, Keisha, Brenda, and Shirley gave birth this year. I think that's it.

4. Did anyone close to you die?
My cousin and I still haven't dealt with my grief. I just try to push it into the corners of my mind.

5. What countries did you visit?
I visited the Philippines and Hong Kong.

6. What would you like to have in 2009 that you lacked in 2008?
More patience with my children and a healthy baby girl.

7. What date from 2008 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
The day I found out my cousin died because it was the first time I ever felt the wind knocked out of me. The day Obama won the election because I just really didn't think it would happen.

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
I can't think of anything in particular.

9. What was your biggest failure?
I can't think of anything in particular.

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
I thought I was ill from food poisoning but it turned out I was just pregnant.

11. What was the best thing you bought?
I can't think of anything in particular.

12. Whose behavior merited celebration?
My husband because he gets better and better each year.

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
My cousin's widow...I was only appalled not depressed.

14. Where did most of your money go?
Likely to stuff for the kids and that car in the garage.

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
Obama winning the presidency

16. What song will always remind you of 2008?
I don't know.

17. Compared to this time last year, are you:
- i. happier or sadder? happier
- ii. thinner or fatter? pregnant-er
- iii. richer or poorer? About the same I guess

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Go on dates with my husband without the kids

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Crying...see #4

20. Did you fall in love in 2008?
Yep, with Dwayne and Jesus.

21. How many one-night stands?
No one night stands but apparently one night was a little more life-changing than the others because it resulted in another pregnancy.

22. What was your favorite TV program?
I don't know but I did get back into ER.

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
I don't hate anyone.

24. What was the best book you read?
I can't remember if I read this in 2008 but The Kite Runner was really good.

25. What was your greatest musical discovery?
That I really don't have to listen to music very much because I treasure silence.

26. What did you want and get?
I wanted health and happiness and love and got it all.

27. What did you want and not get?
More silence and solitude but, uh, I have little people around all the time.

28. What were your favorite films of this year?
The only movie I actually stayed awake through was The Dark Knight. I'm not much of a movie watcher, I fall asleep.

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 31 and spent it eating lunch with my family and friends.

30. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Finding out I inherited a huge sum of money.

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2008?
Seeing how I ended the year with a very limited amount of clothing I can actually fit I'm going to refrain from answering this question.

32. What kept you sane?

33. What public figure did you fancy the most?
Barack Obama.

34. What political issue stirred you the most?
I'm not easily stirred but probably the war.

35. Whom did you miss?
My cousin, like crazy. Even though he was in Kuwait at the time of his death, we kept in regular touch mostly through emails. I miss his crazy self but can't bring myself to delete his name from my contacts list.

36. Who was the best new person(s) you met?
Did I meet anyone new this year? I can't remember which means they weren't too intriguing. Except for the babies, of course.

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2008:
God's will is always superior to our own, even when we don't like it.

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Prayer Request

For those of you who do not believe in the power of God, please excuse yourself from this post. I'll be back with something new tomorrow. I don't mean to offend but I have a request for those who believe in God.

A member of my church, named Georgia, had a stroke last night and emergency surgery to save her life. I'm asking you to pray for her health and for comfort and peace for her family. She is married with two children. Georgia is a young woman, in her 40's (I think). I don't have any updates on her current status but will update this post if I find out anything.

Thank you.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


Today, my daughter became a four year old. I can't believe it! It feels like I was just welcoming her into this world and we're now celebrating her fourth year of life. I feel so blessed to have been chosen to be her mother. I'm humbled by the task that God gave us and parents everywhere. The very fact that he entrusts her care to us is mind blowing.

Danae is such a special little girl. She's warm and nurturing, she's friendly yet cautious, she loves to take care of other people, and has an amazing memory. My wish for her is that she grows up to love God and her fellow man, that she is always humble and respectful of others, that she never forgets who she is, and that she is ready to spend eternity with her Creator. Anything else that she accomplishes will just be icing on the cake.

I have a different (though not better) connection with Danae than I will have with my other children. It's simply because she was my firstborn. She has taught me just as much as I've taught her (if not more). We have grown together and will continue to do so.

I can't wait to see what's in store for my firstborn child.

Happy Birthday Danae! Mommy loves you!

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Our New President

President Obama is so inspirational. I love to hear him speak.

This isn't the first time I've watched an inauguration ceremony. I love formal ceremonies in general and have watched the inaugurations since I was a child. But, this one just felt different. I can't explain how it made me feel. I made my children sit and watch the swearing in. They enjoyed hearing "Hail to the Chief" and Brayden marched around the room while it was played.

If I didn't happen to be 8 months pregnant, my family would've been among the masses in D.C. Apparently, it wasn't meant to be and we watched on the television while Dwayne and I texted each other. He watched at work.

Friday, January 16, 2009

Preserving a Legacy

I don't know about you, but in my family, we've dealt with a lot of death and sickness. I've noticed, though, that once the person dies they are elevated into a sort of sainthood. They become people who have only done good in their lives. Their dirty little secrets and past mistakes are erased.

My mother died almost 15 years ago now. One day, we were having a casual conversation about my childhood versus my children's childhood. I mentioned some things that I do that I got directly from my parents and other things from my husband's parents. Then, we also mentioned how we realize our parents did some things wrong and we choose to not repeat them. My dad felt insulted. He kept saying that my mom was the best mom, blah, blah, blah. I tried to explain to him that I agree with that statement because I do feel she did the best she knew how. But, she was nowhere near perfect. She did some bad stuff too. He feels that once a person dies, we should focus only on the good and not mention the bad. And because Dwayne and my children never met her, I should only tell them the positive. I called foul on that play. She was human, as are we. She made mistakes, as do we. She is not some mythological figure who was perfect and all-knowing. She was a woman who did what she could to make it day to day. I love and respect the woman she was, but I am also wise enough to know what I should imitate and what I should cast aside.

My cousin who died last year is another example. There has been so much drama since his death between his ex-wife and his widow. Of course, he was at the center of it all. So, one day during a conversation, the people there were trying to act like the women are just crazy and saying God took him out of this world because they were making his life hell and he was too good for that. Again, I called foul because he created the situation he was in. He confided in me a lot so I know more of the background. But, it's so unfair for them to immediately think he was the perfect part. In my opinion, when there are two crazy people linked to someone, that someone is the common denominator and is probably just as crazy or they're somehow turned on by the crazy. Plus, most women don't just go nuts unprovoked. But, he also did a lot of dirt in his short life. Although he was one of the sweetest people ever, he wasn't perfect and I don't think it's fair to cast him in that light. It's also not fair to his children. His 7 year old son is already feeling the pressure to live up to his dad's reputation.

So, my whole point is that all of us are flawed. And, I have nothing against preserving a person's legacy and passing that down to the future generations. My issue is when that person begins to achieve god-like status and is no longer relatable.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

This Facebook Thing

So, my friend has been trying to get me on My Space or Facebook for a few years now. I just didn't feel like being bothered. Dwayne's cousins had been trying to get him on for a while too. He gave in to the peer pressure and then I gave in to the spousal pressure.

I almost deleted my account for a few reasons. One, I don't want to befriend anyone I don't know and never knew. Then, I started getting friend requests from people who grew up with Dwayne but I don't know them at all. I thought this things was going to be really annoying.

But then, I got a friend request from someone I met probably 15-20 years ago. She's from Pensacola and is friends with my older cousin. I ignored it for a couple of days but then decided to accept her. I'm so glad I did. She lives just up the street in Austin. She homeschools her children (ages 6 and 11) and was able to pass along some great information to help me with my little ones. And, even though y'all didn't know this, I've been contemplating homeschooling my kids for a while even when they reach kindergarten age. The jury's still out on this one though. She and I talked for a few hours. She was open and honest and very candid about the pros and cons. So, just for this reconnect, I'm now glad I got on facebook.

Oh yeah, and I have reconnected with some other cool folks from my past that I neither see nor talk to often enough. But these fools who don't know me need to kick rocks. And these fools who only know Dwayne need to send a friend request to his page and not mine. And, why does Facebook keep recommending me to become friends with Dwayne's ex-girlfriend? I told him I was gonna send it to her just to see what happens. But, really, I'm not.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

We're not so different after all...

My dad came to visit us for Christmas. While he was here, he was saying how much Danae reminds him of me when I was a little girl. I wasn't surprised because she definitely has my attitude and a lot of my personality. But, I was surprised when he told me his reason. She's such a girlie girl. I was shocked because I'm not girlie at all. Then, he pulled out some pictures from when I was little. For some reason, this man always has random pictures with him but they're not in a photo album or anything. Anyway, in most of them I had on a dress and was playing with my dolls or my toy kitchen or something like that. I told him that was impossible because I always thought of myself as more of a tomboy.

So, what had happened was, I really was much more interested in feminine things. But, my mom kinda nipped that. She wasn't so girlie and couldn't relate and chose to ignore that part of me. When I was little, I used to get my hair done every other Saturday. I thought it was because my mom didn't want to have to deal with my hair. Turns out, I requested to start getting my hair done professionally at the ripe old age of 5 years. Guess what Danae requested to do for her 4th birthday? Yep, we're not so different after all.

The lesson here for me is to pay attention to my kids interests and not let my own interfere with that. Unless of course, they become interested in things that will be detrimental to themselves or others. But, we have to celebrate their uniqueness and find ways to help them explore those things that bring them pleasure.

Baby Making (Or Not)

So, as I've said before, I'm getting my tubes tied this year. I have had so many people tell me they don't agree with this. I've been told that I should let God decide how many children we have or ask him to close my womb. I should wait and see if I want more children in the future. It's too permanent. What if something happens to my children and I decide I want more later.

I honestly didn't expect to run in to so much opposition. First of all, it's my body and my decision. Secondly, I am absolutely sure that I don't want more children. And lastly, it really is my decision.

The funny thing is that my friend who has 5 children has received a lot of criticism for the size of her family and was told repeatedly that she should've gotten her tubes tied. Now, there are other circumstances in that particular family that would warrant such remarks. But my point is that people are never satisfied. If we continued to have children, I'm sure someone would say it was too much. Now that we've decided to control our family size, apparently we shouldn't do that either.

Some people just have too much to say about other people's lives. At one time, I wanted 4 children. I have no idea how I decided on that number. After Brayden, I thought 2 was a great number. But then, number 3 rolled around and we're happy about having this little one. I think if I had begun procreating at a younger age, I might have gone beyond 3 children. But, I didn't and so I'm not. After Brayden was born, we did indeed pray and ask God to shut my womb and prevent any other pregnancies. Obviously, our will was not aligned with his.

By the way, unlike a lot of people, I do wish I started having children earlier. Actually, we tried to begin when I was 25 but our fertility issues caused a little delay. So, I had Danae at 27, Brayden at 29, and now Danica will be born while I'm 31. One of our goals was to have all of our children before reaching the big 3-0.

Anyway, my point was that we are really happy with the decision to stop producing children. We have thought long and hard about it. Neither of us have wavered from this decision. So, why can't other people just accept it and keep their comments to themselves.

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

My Nightmare

Last night, I had a horrible dream. Danae was kidnapped. The worse part is that I actually saw it happen but was powerless to help her. She was taken by some folks who looked homeless or something because they were dirty and disheveled. The people told me I would never be able to find her and I believed them.

My dreams are extremely vivid. Most of the time, when I wake up, I have to figure out if they were real or not. The only reason I immediately knew this was a dream was only because I was in my bed and everything happened outside. I still had to go and make sure my baby was in her bed though.

If anything ever happened to my kids, I feel certain that I would probably lose my mind. I can take a lot of things but that would just be too much to bear. I can't even watch some movies or shows now that involve people hurting kids because I imagine how it would feel for it to happen to us.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Growing Up

Danae went to her first Adventurers meeting yesterday. It really amazes me that my little baby is old enough to be an Adventurer. It seems like she was just born the other day. Anyway, she really enjoyed being there. I look forward to seeing her in her uniform and going camping and all the other fun stuff. It was so cute when they were learning how to get in prayer attention and the other little drills.

Brayden was so sad that he couldn't go with her but I just reminded him that he can go when he's old enough. He had to stay home with daddy. When we got back, he asked her a million questions about what she did at the meeting.

My aunt called me yesterday to let me know that she purchased her ticket to come and help me when the baby comes. I'm so very happy! She came when Danae was a newborn and was such a big help. She also came out when I went back to work after Brayden was born. I thought she might not make it this year because she's getting older and she said she wasn't sure. But, she'll be here on February 15th. YAY! Now, I just have to try to keep Miss Danica inside until she gets here.

Saturday, January 10, 2009


This is my 26th month of being pregnant during my lifetime and I'm tired. I'm trying not to complain but I'm really tired.

That's all.

Thursday, January 08, 2009

Dangerous Times

I was watching Law and Order: SVU last night and the show was about a man who was drugging and then raping women. He apparently was charming enough to engage them in a conversation and the next thing you know the deed was done and they didn't even remember it.

Sometimes, shows like this make me so grateful. In my youth, I did a lot of stupid things. I drank heavily, went clubbing far too often, and just took unnecessary risks with my life. Stupid things! I can remember living in McGuinn dorm at FAMU and coming home extremely drunk. First of all, I drove myself home which was a danger to me and everyone else on the roads at that time. Then, they decided to have a middle of the night fire drill. My roommate had to drag me out onto the steps because I literally couldn't walk. Another night, I ended up spending the night at a f striend's house because I was so drunk that I passed out in her car. And, she said she wasn't about to drag my butt up the steps to my dorm room. I could barely recall what happened the night before. Thankfully, God saw something much better in me and protected me.

I sometimes think about the 'what ifs'. What if I had an accident while drunk? What if I killed someone? What if I went home with some strange guy? What if I had been raped or assaulted? What if? What if? What if?

I thank God that nothing bad ever happened (unless I truly don't remember). I thank God that I'm alive today and have learned the lessons from my past. I thank God that I can pass these lessons on to my own children with the hopes of them avoiding my mistakes.

Because of my mother's sickness and subsequent death, a lot of my teenage years were spent with me figuring things out for myself. I really could've used some guidance there. This doesn't mean I would've have done the same stupid things but I lived a pretty sheltered life and had no warnings for the dangers that come with freedom from parental supervision. I wasn't prepared to make wise decisions. But, I honestly wouldn't trade my experiences for anything because they have made me who I am today.

I have not drank a drop of liquor in probably 12 years or more. Trust me, I did enough before it was even legal to do so.

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

Fun Times with the Kiddos

I'm sure you remember Chris Rock's stand up routine where he says your number one goal when raising a daughter is to keep her off the pole. That, he says, is the sure sign that you have failed as a father. So, imagine my laughter (and Dwayne's disgust) when Danae tells us at least once a week that she likes swinging on poles. Granted, she's talking about our bed posts but it seriously makes me laugh every single time because it freaks Dwayne out so much.

The same thing happens when she talks about her imaginary friend named Mark. I can't imagine how he will be when she hits the teen years.


Yesterday, I had a longer-than-necessary conversation with Brayden about why he's not a man. I told him that he's such a big boy because he is finally acting like he's actually potty trained.
His response: "I'm not a big boy. I'm a man."
Me: "Uh, no, son, you're a big boy. Daddy's a man."
Him: "No, mommy, I'm a man, a big man. You wanna see my muscles."
This conversation went on way longer. The conclusion: I say he's a boy, he believes he's a man.


I rarely spank my children. I try to use other forms of discipline first. But, yesterday morning, my girl decided to try my patience and it ended with her getting a spanking. I fixed them oatmeal for breakfast which made her mad because it wasn't what she wanted. Whatever. So, she's sitting at the breakfast table refusing to eat. I told her she didn't have to eat but she wouldn't get anything else until lunch time, including no mid-morning snack.
Danae: "But I don't want oatmeal. You didn't ask me what I wanted first."
Me: "Breakfast for today is oatmeal. You need to either eat it or get down from the table and wash your hands."
Danae: "I'm hungry but I don't want to eat this." She pushes her bowl to the middle of the table.
Me: "You better not knock that bowl down."
Danae: "You make me angry all the time."
I ignored her mainly because she's always talking about being angry or frustrated. She then sat there sulking and started crying.
Me: "What's wrong with you?"
Danae: "Mind your business. I wasn't talking to you."


It took every bit of self control to not knock her butt out of the chair. I couldn't believe she had the nerve to go there. So, I had to get little miss down, have a long talk with her, and give her a spanking. I had to make sure she understands that disrespect will not be tolerated around here. She returned to the table and ate her oatmeal. Her brother, who had finished his breakfast by now, kept asking "Danae, did mommy give you a spanking?" She just say quietly. The nerve...

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Inspiration Boards to Sewing to Fitness

Believe it or not, when I was in high school, I took a few Fashion Marketing classes. It was mainly because I like to see the layouts in magazines, stores, on billboards, etc. I like how designers market their wares. A part of this class included having display windows and coming up with ad layouts. To this day, I still love looking at the ads in fashion magazines and store display windows. Some of the best I've ever seen (outside of NY which is great) were in Manila. The people there are serious about their malls and the windows alone would make you all giddy. And that's saying a lot for someone like me who doesn't really like to shop.

Today, I read something talking about creating inspiration boards, like they use on the HGTV shows. This is something I'm going to start doing, although maybe in a notebook or something instead. I'm a visual person and I have to see things (or draw them) in order to fully appreciate them. I think my friend Red's husband used to do this too. But, I may be mistaken.

Anyway, my husband bought me a sewing machine a couple of years ago as a christmas gift and that things has not been used much at all. So, one of my goals for this year is to get into sewing... for real. I'm going to start by covering my throw pillows because I don't really like them anymore. Next, I'll make something for Danica so she doesn't feel totally like the little stepchild of the family when she sees pictures of herself in all of Danae's old clothing. Then, I'll move on to clothes for myself and my post baby fabulous body.

Which brings me to another point: another goal is to get my body into great shape. I've already scheduled my tubal ligation so we are definitely ending our childbearing stage of life. This means my belly won't be getting stretched out of shape again so now I'll start working on it. Before, I refused to really work on getting it flat only for it to get big again.

Okay, this post really got random and it was totally unintentional. I was only going to write about inspiration boards but obviously got out of hand.

Monday, January 05, 2009

Back to Life

For the past two weeks, Dwayne has been on vacation. That means our home life has been drastically different. We've been playing and relaxing and just enjoying one another. Well, today, we have to get back to our normal way of doing things.

I have to start my kid's "school" again. They have to get back on their normal sleep schedule because they've been staying up way too late most nights. At least, we'll be okay for about 6 weeks. And then, the real disrupting force will be here.

I think we decided on a name, Danica Aliyah. They mean "morning star" and "noble, sublime". You know I love for names to have a good meaning. We're all eagerly anticipating the arrival of our baby but no one is more excited than Danae. She prays for her every night and talks to her several times throughout the day. Brayden likes to kiss my tummy and talk to her too. I hope this love continues when they're faced with the reality of a crying, pooping, spitting up little baby.

Anyway, I gotta go and get ready for the day.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

The First Day

On this first day of a brand new year, I was able to spend time with the people I love most, my family. My husband fixed omelets for our late breakfast, the kids and I decorated a gingerbread house, we went shopping, and just hung out with each other. It was perfect!

Last night, we sat outside in the cold while igniting fireworks in front of our house. Danae ran away scared and Brayden shivered more than necessary. But, as soon as we came back inside, they both exclaimed that they had fun.

I don't make resolutions because I'm sure I would break them. But, I do hope that I become a better person this year, that I learn new things, travel to new place, and experience all that God has for me. I look forward to meeting my daughter and watching my children grow and learn. Hopefully, I'll become a better wife, mother, friend, daughter, and woman.