Most nights are pretty predictable at my house. I get home after the gym. Eat a quick meal while the kids do some last minute running around, screaming and playing hide and seek with their baby brother. Get the bottles of milk ready for baby David, or Toddler David, I don't know really it sounds … Continue reading Routine Prayer
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The Gift of Life
Today I was at the gym, torturing myself as usual, I thought. Then this PRICK, because as you will quickly learn there is nothing else to call him, starts talking about how he never wanted kids. My wife is the one who wanted them. If it was up to me, we wouldn't have even had … Continue reading The Gift of Life
The Tooth Fairy “pays” a visit
My oldest son is 6 years old. He just recently had his first loose tooth. He would not let anyone touch it, so it hung in there until the last thread of gum gave out. My mom sent me the picture of the gaping hole after he finally lost his tooth one day while at … Continue reading The Tooth Fairy “pays” a visit
Pity Cat
If you utilize any form of social media, then it's very likely you have encountered the Grumpy Cat meme. But...I bet you've never seen the Pity Cat meme... Ok. That is a really cute, sad kitty, but we all KNOW a Pity Cat. They thrive off your pity and NEED your attention. Yet, rather than … Continue reading Pity Cat
The Jackpot
"Mommy, can I ask you something?" Sofia begins 5-6 conversations a day with that question. "Sure," I say, quickly pondering what outrageous interrogation will ensue. "Is it hard to be a Mommy?" This was the second time in the past week that she had asked me. The first time, I responded with a lot of … Continue reading The Jackpot
Quality versus Quantity
Every morning, without fail, my two year old asks, "Mommy, you going to work?" She looks up at me with those big brown droopy eyes, and frowns with genuine concern. It breaks my heart every time I answer, "Yes, Vicky." I feel guilty to leave her when she pleads: "I wanna stay with you", "I … Continue reading Quality versus Quantity
Tentacles
My son and oldest daughter drew these pictures of me. You may have guessed my 4 year old boy, Gaby, drew the one on the left. "Mommy, it's you. You have 14 legs." If you count, there are actually fifteen tentacles, which is good because that means I've got at least one arm. I look … Continue reading Tentacles
Move Over, Me
As I lay in bed last night by my husband, fully clothed (this is relevant later), iPad propped up on my knees while I worked on this blog, my iPhone vibrated. It was my turn to roll in Dice with Buddies. Is this what relationships have come to...electronic conversations and gaming, side by side with … Continue reading Move Over, Me
The Loo
April 7, 2013The kids are asleep. I often begin this way because once you become a parent most of your time revolves around work or your kids; any free time is precious and worth talking about, hence the interesting story that follows. “I’m gonna take a shower,” I tell my husband. As I walk down … Continue reading The Loo
Buried Treasure
Yesterday morning, was the first of three days I took off from work to enjoy my daughter’s spring break with her and her younger siblings. I had lots of fun activities planned for those three days: the Youth Fair, I couldn’t wait to eat an elephant ear, though not literally; the Miami Seaquarium; the Zoo, … Continue reading Buried Treasure
Anecdotes from a Mom, Wife, Sister & Daughter. 