Off To A Not So Perfect Day...

Have you ever woken up and from that moment nothing went as planned? Well, that was my day yesterday. I awoke at 5 am to organize and prepare some of Mateo's school stuff and I spilled half of my cup of coffee all over. Thankfully a drop didn't touch the computer but it managed to get on all the papers, the floor, the chair I was sitting in and all of me. Since I just woke up I needed (Moms you understand) that coffee, no big deal I will just make another cup (that I never was able to finish). Moving on...I did get in my morning exercise (Yoga) and was so thankful for those 30 minutes to myself. The kids all woke up about 8am and this is when the day really began. Jacoby was going to start potty training...but he wanted nothing to do with it. Mateo needed to start school but was totally procrastinating, and Nico just wanted extra love all day. I had planned on making more laundry detergent but that didn't happen. I planned on putting dinner in the crock pot so I wouldn't have to cook and everything would be ready before Mateo's soccer practice. That didn't happen. I ended up taking Jacoby to Chick Fila and Mateo ate some eggs after his practice. By the end of the day I had completed (washed, dried, folded, not put away) 3 loads of laundry. In a Mom world I think this is an accomplishment in its self.

Today...I set my alarm for 5am. I apparently turned it off and woke up at 6am. Had my FULL cup of coffee (and all the Moms said "Amen") even though I had to reheat it half way through. In trying to get Mateo's school stuff ready for the day I didn't spill anything on it but I spent an hour looking for some chart that is nonexistent in my books. Moving on...how important is that chart anyway? I guess we will find out. I am now ready to workout. I pull out my Yoga mat, turn on BOD (BeachBody on Demand) have a seat on the mat and Nico wakes up :/ I stand up to go get him, he falls back to sleep, come back to the mat to find out that something is going on with our internet. I guess I will workout later. 

My point in all of this is yesterday those little mishaps controlled my day and my mood and they shouldn't have. I felt like I just couldn't catch a break. Today is a new day. I drank my whole cup of coffee, I get to look out my windows at God's beautiful creation. 

The kids will be awake soon. I am thankful. I am blessed. I have a wonderful, hardworking Husband who loves and supports me. I have 3 beautiful smart boys. We are clothed and fed. Today is a new day, I get to choose my attitude and I choose for it to be a good one. Hope you have a blessed day!

Happy 34th Birthday

As I reflect on today and the last 34 years I feel extremely blessed. 

I am most thankful for my salvation. I go to bed each night and wake up each morning knowing my destination is heaven if I don't see another day. This my friends is so important. We aren't guaranteed time, so don't put off what needs to be done today any longer. If you don't know the Lord and want to know Him, please reach out I would love to talk with you.

I am thankful for (not in order of importance) my health, my Husband, my children, my family and friends, my "job" as a SAHW/SAHM, and my many talents that God has blessed me with.

The Lord has blessed us with one body. Yes, you read that correctly. How are you taking care of your body? I do not take for granted that I can walk, write, eat, drive, play with my children, bathe, see, and the list can go on for miles. I eat healthy (most days) and exercise a few days a week, because I want to respect this body I have been blessed with. I need to be healthy to keep up with my boys. If I am going for the long haul (old age) I need to help those chances and not hurt them.

My Husband means the world to me. God has blessed me with this man in so many ways. He supports me in all that I do from pallet projects, to BeachBody, to any other crazy things I can come up with. He loves and respects me. He is a God fearing man who would do ANYTHING to take care of those close to him and to make sure those around him know the Lord. I don't take him for granted. If it wasn't for him planting those seeds 4 years ago I would not be saved, married, have these beautiful children, or this wonderful life.

My sweet children. Each one is uniquely designed and has such wonderful qualities.

Mateo is 7. That means I have been so lucky to spend 7 years with him. This is more than some get with their kids, and he makes me such a proud mom. He is about to lose his 3rd tooth, started 2nd grade this year, is about to start his 2nd season of soccer, and has the kindest heart of anyone I have ever met. He made my year being as brave as he was to ride his first rollercoaster at Disney (even though he may have passed out because he was terrified).

Jacoby will be 3 in just a few short months. He makes me laugh almost all day everyday. He is adventurous, strong willed, and has such a kind heart behind those tough boy curtains. He only lets me kiss him once a day and that is at bed time. He is super smart. This morning I heard him counting to 60 by 10's...not because I taught him but because he picked up on it from Mateo's homeschooling. He is a rough tough all american boy. He thinks he can fly somedays, and runs in to the walls quite often. He melts my heart when he does kiss my cheek, and has taught me so many things about being a Mom of boys.

Nico will be 1 in just a few short weeks. He is still allergic to dairy. He has't started to wean himself yet from the nursing, and I am okay with this for many reasons. He is our serious baby. He saves his laughs for the family and at home. People are always trying to get him to laugh and he just stares at them. So this picture below didn't happen in just one shot. I think I took 30 or so pictures and this is the best one. He has taken 5 steps in a row before falling. Almost mastered the walking without assistance, maybe he will get it before his first birthday. His first word was "Momma." He loves to call his brothers "Bubba", and loves tossing a "ball" back and forth. I soak up that baby smell and kiss him every time I pick him up. Hard not to with how fast he is growing and knowing he is my last baby.

34 years old... That means on this day 34 years ago my mom in her early twenties was headed to the hospital to deliver her second child. I remember what delivery day was like with each of my kids. So many emotions are going through your head. I know that I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for my parents. I just hope that they are as proud of me as I am of my boys. 

I pray God blesses me with at least 34 more years. I would love to see these boys get married and make families of their own. I wouldn't trade anything in the world for this life that I have. I thank the Lord for all that I have, and pray for many more birthdays each one better than the last.