Good morning/afternoon...LOL. I just woke up and I'm so tired! Went to bed Crazy-late. Anywho, don't have much of a plan for today. Procrastinating big time with decorating our place for Christmas. Had alot of plans written on my list as far as decorating because I'm having family over for Christmas Eve but 10 days before Christmas and all I have done are the lights on the tree. Lights which happened to blow on the front, lower half of the tree. Hating the fact that I might have to go out and buy new lights and have the hubby restring it all over again...I think I just might just turn the tree around and face the unlit lower half of the tree towards the wall...LOL no one would notice it right? Ok, low budget but whatever. I plan to decorate my house in the Nordic tradition (love Swedish design...hence my obsession with IKEA...oh, and fun fact about me, I worked there for 4 years. Knew the store front and back even before I worked there. Even knew the prices of everything and the exact location of everything because, for years, I had treated the catalogs as my Bible...ok, i'm a geek but that's ok. LOL) Anyway, I'm planning to decorate with red and white, with homemade ornaments and such but haven't felt the urge to paint more than 4 of the wooden angels I bought at Michael's. Yes, serious holiday slump here. I think alot of it has to do with my health lately...oh and did I tell you the hubby has to go to work on Christmas Eve!!! When I'm having family over for Christmas for the first time since I've been married!! Of all days! But...I digress...That's another issue all together.
Around late Februaury I discovered a lump above my belly button. Was worried but didn't take it too seriously until it became real noticeable to me by touch and got a tiny bit sore. I finally went to the doctors and found out it was a hernia. Apparently it developed right after I started lifting weights at the gym and taking Yoga (which I love and miss....was great for my back and I became flexible again). The doctor believed that during preganany, my stomach muscle stretched out (obviously) so after I had my son, I had a weak spot in the stomach muscle wall and I probably strained while lifting weights causing a small part of my intestine to poke through the weak spot. Annoying to say the least. I had to stop going to the gym all together. Just when I was starting to notice a difference and feel like my young self again. Not to mention it was my hubby and I's unofficial date night. He was my personal trainer and all. Yes, my hubby's fit and all....LOL sexy man. Anywho, I didn't get a second opinion til August where I was told it definatley was a hernia and that I should get it fixed although it wasn't dire. Long story short, if I plan to get pregnant any time soon, I should get it fixed before I do so. So, I decided to get it fixed. My surgery is set for January the 2nd. Yes, right after New years..ughhh:( It's the first surgery set for the morning. I'm a bit worried about the surgery since I haven't been "under" since the 7th grade when I had surgery for a broken hip...worried about making it through alright.
Then....I just had my "woman" check-up...you woman out there know what that means...and told her that my hubby and I are concerned about not getting pregnant after the 1 year of trying so she ordered some tests and wants my hubby to come in for tests too. Never thought that it'd be this much of an issue with me now. Granted, we tried to get pregnant before for 6 months and when we gave up trying, we found out we were pregnant with Bobby but not this time. It's been a year now and still nothing. I'm giving the pregancy test companies out there alot of my business with buying tests every time I feel a "tingle" or my body's acting a bit weird. I don't know if I find out something's really wrong with me, if I'd try to whole invitro thing. I really want Bobby to have at least 1 sibling but invitro is soooo expensive and my hubby's the only one working and stuff...It was so cute when, before I got pregnant wth my son, my sister Cynthia told me she'd be a surrogate for me if I couldn't bear children...soooo sweet of her because she was serious about it but I don't know if she'd ever do it now. Her situation is different...not that I would really ask or expect it at all. It's a little sad for me because I really do want more children and I see how much Bobby loves to interact with children and all. And I absolutley love children...missing my teaching days as a daycare teacher as I speak. Sad when everyone around me is getting pregnant and I'm not. Even people who weren't planning to have anymore children are getting pregnant. PASS THE MOJO, I've been telling them. Strange but I feel really happy for them but at the same time, upset because it's not me sharing the happy news. Anywho, what I'm ultimately saying is that with all my doctor's appointments lately, Christmas is sadly taking a back seat...ok, not a back seat so much but a passenger seat..LOL. Anywho, let me go. Need to start the day. Just received a package from 2Peas...so excited. Haven't opened it yet but I'm guessing it's my MM paper...I'm obsessed with tiny polka dotted paper lately and I'm lovin the Vintage Hip line witht the green polka dots!!! Anyway, I wanted to talk a bit about a little "potential" addition to my little family but I'll save that for tomorrow. .. and no, it's not a baby...but take a guess...:) Later Gaters!
Friday, December 15, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Time...
So today I take my son to school and on the way out, I pass by the parent's cubby to pick up some "Parent mail." In the mailbox, I find a letter that happily informs me that my son Bobby is ready to move onto Preschool 2. It states:
"...He's growing up very quickly and it is time for him to transition to a new classroom. Bobby will visit the Preschool 2 class for a few hours every day so that he can get comfortable with the new environment. As of now, we are planning fro him to officially "move on Wednesday, Jan.3, 2007."
I was so sad and worried at the same time. Sad because he's growing up so fast...there's no slowing down time. I know I've been real good with spending a lot of time with him but lately I feel the world is rushing me and I'm making him rush with things (like getting ready to go out etc.) and I have to remind myself to slow down. I feel like it's going by too fast. In about 3 months I will be a mom to a 4 year old! My little Bobby, who still plays with my hand to fall asleep as he did when he was a baby, will be turning 4! Secondly, I'm worried because this is his first experience in a school. I feel like he just started to get comfortable with having a teacher figure and now, he's gonna have to get used to another teacher all together. He just started referring to his teacher by name about a month ago. Now to explain to him that he will no longer have her as a teacher? I don't want him to get all out of sorts with this new change. Lately he's been a little on the defiant side of things and I was guessing it was because of his age and because he's finally realizing he's away from me for a period of time throughout the day so I don't want this to cause him to have a bad time with school. He just started to get comfortable with his friends, telling me their names...Uh...stressing big time here. I haven't had the chance to tell my hubby but I'm guessing he's gonna tell me not to worry. I guess it is a good thing though...I mean, I could've received a letter stating that he was not ready because he's not maturing so...I just hope they explain it to him. That it's a good thing. I hope they didn't pull him out of the class today. Tomorrow's fine because at least I'll have the chance to explain to him the "good news" so that he won't feel like he's done something wrong to be moved to another class. I hope he has some familiar faces from his class going too. OK...so you heard me freak out...I'll be fine. I'm just a little caught off guard that's all.
Oh...and on the subject of time going too quick...Just the other day I was telling my husband that after seeing a special on young, successful entrepeneurs in their 20's I felt like I missed the boat. I felt like I could never be the 20 yo prodigy with a cool business of my own or someone that traveled the world like I once had when I was living at home with my parents anymore because that time passed. As I watched the special I realized, really realized that time is slipping by no matter what. I've always pushed things off like "Oh, one day I'll have a cool boutique" but after I watched the special I realized, one day is today.
It finally dawned on me that life really isn't a dress rehearsal. We can't sit and wait for the perfect moment for anything. We have to do it now or else life will just pass by without being spent well. I can't turn back time because now I know better. I can't go back to 20 and start over because I'm better informed and now because of all that procrastinating and gathering info, a whole decade passed already. I'm freaking already 30! for goodness sakes and if I don't get up and strap my boots and throw on my backpack, in matter of speaking, I will soon be 40 thinking, "My whole time as a 30-something yo old woman passed and I can't say I did anything spectacular with it." Don't get me wrong, during my 20's I did graduate with a BA in English, I was a teacher, I got married to my college sweetheart, and I had a beautiful son. That is a spectacular feat within itself (how many of those successful 20 yo's can say that right?) but I think my thing is that I want to travel more and have new experiences. I want to create things that will make an impact to alot of people. I can't waste time second-guessing myself or planning things to death because I'm not guaranteed even another day...none of us are.
Around this time last year I came to a point in my life where I dropped some major baggage down and walked away. I was happy to leave it behind. I made amends with myself and with whom I had to do it with. I'm hoping that this new year I realize that life is not a dress rehearsal. That I will not have a chance to go back and do what I want. That once time passes all I'm guaranteed is the present moment. Not yesterday or tomorrow...so I will make everyday count....my days won't be a constant run-on sentence that eventually acccumulates to just days on the calendar. They will count so that at the end of a decade in my life, I will be able to say, "All the experiences I had with friends, family, and myself have brought me to this..." and have something grand to show for it...
eta: Picked up my son and he did go to the new class for the day and...HE WAS SO EXCITED! The minute he saw me he told me about the new centers in the new class, the teacher he calls Miss Linda (Ms. Melinda) LOL and how he was on the computer and a few details of the game on the comp that he played. He talked about it the whole way home so I'm guessing he's pretty fine with it all. Oh, and I talked to my husband about it when he called from work (before I picked up Bobby from school) and he said that it should be great news and that Bobby will be fine as long as I "seem " fine about the whole change. I guess I was stressing it too much huh? LOL:) Anywho..Bobby said he did like the new class so I'm okay now...LOL...
"...He's growing up very quickly and it is time for him to transition to a new classroom. Bobby will visit the Preschool 2 class for a few hours every day so that he can get comfortable with the new environment. As of now, we are planning fro him to officially "move on Wednesday, Jan.3, 2007."
I was so sad and worried at the same time. Sad because he's growing up so fast...there's no slowing down time. I know I've been real good with spending a lot of time with him but lately I feel the world is rushing me and I'm making him rush with things (like getting ready to go out etc.) and I have to remind myself to slow down. I feel like it's going by too fast. In about 3 months I will be a mom to a 4 year old! My little Bobby, who still plays with my hand to fall asleep as he did when he was a baby, will be turning 4! Secondly, I'm worried because this is his first experience in a school. I feel like he just started to get comfortable with having a teacher figure and now, he's gonna have to get used to another teacher all together. He just started referring to his teacher by name about a month ago. Now to explain to him that he will no longer have her as a teacher? I don't want him to get all out of sorts with this new change. Lately he's been a little on the defiant side of things and I was guessing it was because of his age and because he's finally realizing he's away from me for a period of time throughout the day so I don't want this to cause him to have a bad time with school. He just started to get comfortable with his friends, telling me their names...Uh...stressing big time here. I haven't had the chance to tell my hubby but I'm guessing he's gonna tell me not to worry. I guess it is a good thing though...I mean, I could've received a letter stating that he was not ready because he's not maturing so...I just hope they explain it to him. That it's a good thing. I hope they didn't pull him out of the class today. Tomorrow's fine because at least I'll have the chance to explain to him the "good news" so that he won't feel like he's done something wrong to be moved to another class. I hope he has some familiar faces from his class going too. OK...so you heard me freak out...I'll be fine. I'm just a little caught off guard that's all.
Oh...and on the subject of time going too quick...Just the other day I was telling my husband that after seeing a special on young, successful entrepeneurs in their 20's I felt like I missed the boat. I felt like I could never be the 20 yo prodigy with a cool business of my own or someone that traveled the world like I once had when I was living at home with my parents anymore because that time passed. As I watched the special I realized, really realized that time is slipping by no matter what. I've always pushed things off like "Oh, one day I'll have a cool boutique" but after I watched the special I realized, one day is today.
It finally dawned on me that life really isn't a dress rehearsal. We can't sit and wait for the perfect moment for anything. We have to do it now or else life will just pass by without being spent well. I can't turn back time because now I know better. I can't go back to 20 and start over because I'm better informed and now because of all that procrastinating and gathering info, a whole decade passed already. I'm freaking already 30! for goodness sakes and if I don't get up and strap my boots and throw on my backpack, in matter of speaking, I will soon be 40 thinking, "My whole time as a 30-something yo old woman passed and I can't say I did anything spectacular with it." Don't get me wrong, during my 20's I did graduate with a BA in English, I was a teacher, I got married to my college sweetheart, and I had a beautiful son. That is a spectacular feat within itself (how many of those successful 20 yo's can say that right?) but I think my thing is that I want to travel more and have new experiences. I want to create things that will make an impact to alot of people. I can't waste time second-guessing myself or planning things to death because I'm not guaranteed even another day...none of us are.
Around this time last year I came to a point in my life where I dropped some major baggage down and walked away. I was happy to leave it behind. I made amends with myself and with whom I had to do it with. I'm hoping that this new year I realize that life is not a dress rehearsal. That I will not have a chance to go back and do what I want. That once time passes all I'm guaranteed is the present moment. Not yesterday or tomorrow...so I will make everyday count....my days won't be a constant run-on sentence that eventually acccumulates to just days on the calendar. They will count so that at the end of a decade in my life, I will be able to say, "All the experiences I had with friends, family, and myself have brought me to this..." and have something grand to show for it...
eta: Picked up my son and he did go to the new class for the day and...HE WAS SO EXCITED! The minute he saw me he told me about the new centers in the new class, the teacher he calls Miss Linda (Ms. Melinda) LOL and how he was on the computer and a few details of the game on the comp that he played. He talked about it the whole way home so I'm guessing he's pretty fine with it all. Oh, and I talked to my husband about it when he called from work (before I picked up Bobby from school) and he said that it should be great news and that Bobby will be fine as long as I "seem " fine about the whole change. I guess I was stressing it too much huh? LOL:) Anywho..Bobby said he did like the new class so I'm okay now...LOL...
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Where have I been?
ok..so I'm assuming that this new version of blogger is merged with my old version? If not, my old blog's address is:
http://one-wild-and-precious-life.blogspot.com/ just in case you needed to bactrack...:)
Anywho....long time no talk. Yes, I've been busy with Bobby being in school. I have also been keeping myself busy reading and spending time with the family and scrapbooking. Since I last talked to you, I did a commissioned job for a baby book that ranged from conception-sweet sixteen for a baby that's not born yet.I was excited to work on a full album and one that happened to be for a girl but I realized, with delivery mishaps fro a month... 3 days was a crazy goal to accomplish this task...let's just say I literally worked for 26 hours straight and was awake for 32 hours straight in total because when I was finally done and ready for bed...my son woke up. Yes...from 9am Thursday to 11am Friday I worked and completed it and I didn't go to sleep til about 5pm, after my friend Ana came to pick it up. Unbeknownst to her, she thinks I had it done for a while now so...I'll just let her believe it...LOL. Anyway, I LOVED it and so did she! So excited and happy. She went on about how everyone would love it and how the sibling of the expected baby girl would want one too and how she just might have me do one for her when she got married. I really hope she truly liked it. I had hoped it was worth her hard earned $$ and apparently it looked like she loved it (which is what I stressed about the most because she left all design decisions up to me- only supplying me with the colors to use, the baby's name, and the time period to cover). It was funny because after I was done with it, after much encouragement from my dear hubby to keep on truckin', I told my hubby "Never Again" but after handing over the album and wishing it was mine....I wouldn't mind doing another one, just not in a 3 day period. It's good to know though that I could do something in such short time if need be though. LOL. The only thing is that it was done on December 8th and my back is still killing me.
ANywho...loving 2Peas lately. Somehow my mindset has changed and I've gone from self-pity, comparing myself to other scrapbookers to now loving my work. I go to 2peas, lurk and put stuff in my BOS (Book of Scraps) that inspire me and then suddenly, my mojo peeks out and says to me "get up! Let's work" LOVIN IT! I don't know if it's because I've redefined WHY I do it or if it's because of ageor knowledge (been reading alot of Don Miguel Ruiz lately), or because I don't THINK IT TO DEATH. I just get off the comp as soon as I get that creative tingle, shut off the comp, grab a pic that's been sitting on my desk and start scrapping. I've done 3 LO's in one day. One day? Only 3...some might ask. Let's just say I'm a spur-of-the-moment scrapper...I stand in front of my desk and let my creative urge guide my way so creating a LO takes me about 3+ hours each so usually if I'm done with one, I'm content and done for the day. SO for me to do 3 means my MOJO is running WILD!! LOL...so yeah...been scrapping with no expectations...nothing to prove to anyone...just documenting life..that's it (thanks Stacy Julian for ridding me of chrono-guilt and stacks of pics that need organization...oh and color-coding everything!!! Excited!)...even been dabbling a bit with mini albums and I've even rearranged my workspace. LOVIN IT!
I scrap for my son, mainly so that he will know about himself as a small child when he gets older and also how much of a devoted mom I was and am and how much I loved him every minute of his life. I also scrap so that he knows about our background and about our traditions. I also scrap for my hubby, in case he ever forgets how much I love him (which I hope he never does). I also do it to let him know what I love about our life together and what's important to me in my life. For this I document our lives. For me, scrapping is a peace of mind. A safety blanket...a time capsule of love and wisdom. It's a way for me to leave behind a piece of me that might be forgotten with time. To let my son know how much he was loved when I'm gone. To carry messages of life and love when I can't be there to do it anymore. It's a way to let my loved ones know how much they're loved by me, a way to document my cultural background and traditions to pass on and mainly, on my en,d a creative outlet that keeps me sane and HAPPY!!! And that's what I've been up to lately and why I haven't blogged. Hey, maybe, just maybe, I'll post new pics..LOL..I think I've figured this whole comp/pic upload thing out...LOL...until.....
http://one-wild-and-precious-life.blogspot.com/ just in case you needed to bactrack...:)
Anywho....long time no talk. Yes, I've been busy with Bobby being in school. I have also been keeping myself busy reading and spending time with the family and scrapbooking. Since I last talked to you, I did a commissioned job for a baby book that ranged from conception-sweet sixteen for a baby that's not born yet.I was excited to work on a full album and one that happened to be for a girl but I realized, with delivery mishaps fro a month... 3 days was a crazy goal to accomplish this task...let's just say I literally worked for 26 hours straight and was awake for 32 hours straight in total because when I was finally done and ready for bed...my son woke up. Yes...from 9am Thursday to 11am Friday I worked and completed it and I didn't go to sleep til about 5pm, after my friend Ana came to pick it up. Unbeknownst to her, she thinks I had it done for a while now so...I'll just let her believe it...LOL. Anyway, I LOVED it and so did she! So excited and happy. She went on about how everyone would love it and how the sibling of the expected baby girl would want one too and how she just might have me do one for her when she got married. I really hope she truly liked it. I had hoped it was worth her hard earned $$ and apparently it looked like she loved it (which is what I stressed about the most because she left all design decisions up to me- only supplying me with the colors to use, the baby's name, and the time period to cover). It was funny because after I was done with it, after much encouragement from my dear hubby to keep on truckin', I told my hubby "Never Again" but after handing over the album and wishing it was mine....I wouldn't mind doing another one, just not in a 3 day period. It's good to know though that I could do something in such short time if need be though. LOL. The only thing is that it was done on December 8th and my back is still killing me.
ANywho...loving 2Peas lately. Somehow my mindset has changed and I've gone from self-pity, comparing myself to other scrapbookers to now loving my work. I go to 2peas, lurk and put stuff in my BOS (Book of Scraps) that inspire me and then suddenly, my mojo peeks out and says to me "get up! Let's work" LOVIN IT! I don't know if it's because I've redefined WHY I do it or if it's because of ageor knowledge (been reading alot of Don Miguel Ruiz lately), or because I don't THINK IT TO DEATH. I just get off the comp as soon as I get that creative tingle, shut off the comp, grab a pic that's been sitting on my desk and start scrapping. I've done 3 LO's in one day. One day? Only 3...some might ask. Let's just say I'm a spur-of-the-moment scrapper...I stand in front of my desk and let my creative urge guide my way so creating a LO takes me about 3+ hours each so usually if I'm done with one, I'm content and done for the day. SO for me to do 3 means my MOJO is running WILD!! LOL...so yeah...been scrapping with no expectations...nothing to prove to anyone...just documenting life..that's it (thanks Stacy Julian for ridding me of chrono-guilt and stacks of pics that need organization...oh and color-coding everything!!! Excited!)...even been dabbling a bit with mini albums and I've even rearranged my workspace. LOVIN IT!
I scrap for my son, mainly so that he will know about himself as a small child when he gets older and also how much of a devoted mom I was and am and how much I loved him every minute of his life. I also scrap so that he knows about our background and about our traditions. I also scrap for my hubby, in case he ever forgets how much I love him (which I hope he never does). I also do it to let him know what I love about our life together and what's important to me in my life. For this I document our lives. For me, scrapping is a peace of mind. A safety blanket...a time capsule of love and wisdom. It's a way for me to leave behind a piece of me that might be forgotten with time. To let my son know how much he was loved when I'm gone. To carry messages of life and love when I can't be there to do it anymore. It's a way to let my loved ones know how much they're loved by me, a way to document my cultural background and traditions to pass on and mainly, on my en,d a creative outlet that keeps me sane and HAPPY!!! And that's what I've been up to lately and why I haven't blogged. Hey, maybe, just maybe, I'll post new pics..LOL..I think I've figured this whole comp/pic upload thing out...LOL...until.....
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