Mother Nature has allowed us the comfort of enjoying partial climate in the past few years, with some snow bumps along the way. We became so accustomed that the true forecast of Winter was burned and became ashes in our fireplaces.
Now Mother Nature has decided to teach us a little lesson on not taking time, moments, life for granted. We need to remember the unexpected can happen at any moment. Time is not controlled by us, but instead time should teach us how to appreciate, learn, and live.
Stop the complaining about the snow; it’s a snowy, new canvas to imagine, re-group and contemplate on what needs to be cleaned in our lives; while we momentarily hibernate. Spring will arrive sooner then we think; giving us the green light to evict the unwanted, un-needed, and un-warranted out of our path and lives.
This is Winter! This is the area of the world you have decided to set your roots. Embrace it, nourish it, and begin to comprehend it. If you don’t, there will be others that take advantage of the Winter challenge. Come Spring Mother Nature will remind us of the beauty she can hold. And for the ones that decided to accept her challenge; it will blossom our minds, and souls.
What are you going to do? Complain about Winter or Embrace the clean slate?
As moms, we wear many hats, and costumes. Yet the most important role, I feel, I have is being blessed with the opportunity of parenthood. All the other undertaking that is present in my life has been put there by me and me alone. I have chosen to pursue further education, while my daughters are still very young, and let’s just say it has not been easy on anyone from my husband to my-self.
Now with that said here comes the magic part I’ve yet to master. Time…. Time has to be the biggest enemy against accomplishing any dream in life. There is never enough of it, even when you believe; you have found a way to manage it. How can one get through 5 quizzes, 2 forums, 16 chapters, plus work, and play the most amazing role mom and family Time!!!
What an evil theory!!!!
The only step, I have been able to understand, but not master is mommy-hood. If, I want to succeed in my career, then I need to continue nurturing the little ones at home, because that is what will matter most in the end. Everything else, I will just play with the scale for as long as I can, without giving up.
I may not catch up to Time, but I will figure out, how to wind- it- up, at my pace!
Girls art project balanced on Time!
Y si caminas oh caminaste espero que al andar llagaste al camino menos buscado pero anelado…
We as individuals take so much for granted.
It’s not until we are not able to achieve what’s desired;
that we start to look for out sources and our past to hopefully mend the future or our souls.
It was a regular Monday afternoon, the twins and I arrived on our street from daycare. I carried Sophia while Lily decided to walk and jump over every line on the ground. All of a sudden Sophia wanted to mimic her sister, so I let both of them walk. I would rather carry them since I can control the walk and get to my building faster, but then I decided to stop being a paranoid father.
I have a record for being overly nervous with kids. After a minute or so my nerves got the best of me as Lily was running faster and pulling away from Sophia and me. My instincts took over and I picked up Sophia in a fluid motion without breaking stride and caught up to Lily. I asked her to give me her hand, she immediately declined my offer. I grabbed her hand anyways just because I had a feeling something might go wrong.
We approached a driveway to the building right before ours and a driver in a car noticed us and gave me the nod that it was OK to pass. As soon as we passed, Lily yells: “my baby”, she dropped her doll right in the middle of the driveway. All three of us witnessed Lily’s baby get crushed. I saw a devastated, shocking look in her face; then Lily yells: “bad car bad car” at least three times.
As soon as we enter our home both girls started yelling outside the window: “bad cars Lily’s baby”. I was happy because this tough time my twin daughters found a common bond and learned about team work.
Guest post by Mr. Hubby
Before having kids, Clorox = a clean home. There was not a spot that did not get sprayed and cleaned throughout the week. Now, I find myself struggling between what
is safe for my girls and what will come close to cleaning the same way?
I’ve tried the vinegar solution, alcohol wipes and even just plain soap and water with a spray of Lysol, yet at the end of the day I am not convinced it has done the job.
This is just one of the many little things I have had to deal with in the past two years. I was a bit neurotic when it came to making sure everything was done right;
this included the bed being made (this one is still a must every morning), dishes done and stove cleaned before going to bed, sofa throw pillows are fluffed before going to work and everything in its
place before leaving the house.
Lately, I find myself dwelling on what I have energy to complete. Everything has started to take a step back, since the girls have become more active. Not to mention the fact that I have a full time job. Balancing time and finding
what’s a priority since the birth of the girls has been one of the biggest challenges.
Though, I thank God every night for giving me the most patient and understanding fiancee, that just goes with the flow, instead of demanding more of me.
Would love some feedback on how you the reader balance cleaning, cooking, kids, working and so forth…
Strong, dark, steaming in the early
Gentle lingering aroma unwrapping
last nights sheets,
Slowly waking me up.
The scent dancing around the edge of my nose.
I shower and dress, dress the kids,
prepare and pack their breakfast and lunch.
Coats are on…
Tall beige with brown gets filled to
its line, a dash of cinnamon, a dash of nutmeg, 4 teaspoon of sugar Slowly mix…
Bring close to my lips; whispering
the steam away
Take that first Bustelo sip, and now I’m ready to start my day!