Straight jackets are on your left, meds are on the table and if you hurry, you can still get a seat in group therapy!

Oh...and thanks for stopping bye!!!

Sunday, May 26

Happy Birthday X2

On April 23rd my husband turned 40.  I could have given him a new tool or clothes for his birthday, but instead I gave him her....

On April 23rd at 2:51 Ayva Marie Delima was born at 6lbs 6oz 19 long. Ayva and her daddy will forever share a birthday. 

Alexi and Emma love having a new baby sister.

I honestly thought we were done having more babies after Emma but Ayva has been the greatest surprise ever. We just love her so much and could not imagine our lives without her. 

Thursday, April 4

Just been busy...

Its been some time since my last post.  We've been busy...or not and its been getting harder and harder to get on the computer.  I figured it would be best for another photo dump...at least until this nugget is evicted (which is going to be quite soon btw).

Since my last post we've had home-made Valentines Day Cards

School projects...

My nephews birthday party...

Emma's 3rd birthday (she chose a Diego theme)...

Easter and family fun with the cousins....

Pinterest attempts (baby chick deviled eggs)...

On and off again swollen feet due to the pregnancy...

Washing and folding of baby clothes and prepping of the nursery...

Family photo sessions...
(Actually this one was done in November, but I love this pic!)

(These were all taken by my sister at the Wild Life Reserve)

 Other than the swelling, the pregnancy is going really well.  Relationships are on mending fences. We've had some great weather and have been able to make it out to the park and do some yard work.  My house is not in complete shambles and the girls rooms are swapped (pictures to come later).  For the first time in a long time I'm not feeling stressed or anxious about anything.  Life has been pretty great!!

 I hope you all have a wonderful week and hopefully soon I'll start getting back on here more often!!

Wednesday, February 6

Feeling Like a Robot

Its been some time since I've had a rant and rave here... at least I think its been some time.  If not, then oh-well bc its time again.


The last couple of weeks I have not been able to get a solid nights sleep.  I certainly don't feel well rested.  On top of that I have been working about 50 hrs a week (lets be clear here, I'm not complaining about working bc I am grateful to have a job) and spending a lot of time at Dr's offices. When you mix a hormonal woman whom is working a lot, sleeping less and worrying about her medical issues, you get ME.....PREGNANT, STRESSED OUT and TIRED!!  

I have no time what...so....ever to do ANYTHING!!  The little bit of time that I am actually coherent and not working, I am trying to spend with the hubs and the girls.  But even the girls aren't amused anymore.  I've been boring, I've been lacking any and all creativity, I've lost any and all excitement, I've probably even become unpleasant.  Honestly, I'm TIRED.

I couldn't tell you the last time I've had my haircut & colored, a pedicure or manicure, waxed my unsightly facial hair (no snide remarks, we've all been there and we all have unwanted facial hair! I've just taken longer to remove mine.), had a massage, seen a movie, enjoyed a book (since my 50 Shades phase), been to the mall to get something for myself, had a ladies night out (alcohol free of course), bought a piece of clothing other than necessary maternity clothes (come to think of it, I need to bite the bullet and invest in some maternity underwear), or even sat on the phone with a close friend and laughed until I peed myself (which wouldn't take long these days).  I have not touched my sewing machine in who knows how long, nor have a made any crafts that I've been thinking about.  My one and only scheduled grooming highlight next week will be done at the dentist when I have my teeth cleaned.  Whoohooo, I sure do know how to live it up, don't I?


I wouldn't be surprised if my friends and family wanted to trade me in for a new model.  Heck, at the rate I'm feeling, I'd trade myself in just to feel a little better.



Saturday, January 19

Feel like my bodies failing me....

...or maybe I'm just failing it.  Idk.

Ever since I found out I was pregnant I feel like my body is shutting down more than ever.  Every possible thing that could go wrong has.

Its no surprise that I suffer from Hyperemisis Gravardium.  I blogged about it here a few months ago.  I have since had the Picc-line removed.  I have been able to eat more and keep it down, so I begged asked my Dr. to let me get it removed.  Besides, especially with a third child on the way, who has the extra $300+ a month to pay for it.  I sure don't.  If you really think about it, that's a car payment!  Anyway, having to deal with the Picc-Line and all the vomiting alone is enough for ones body to handle.  At-least you would think...

Since I had the Picc-Line removed I have dealt with having a sinus and double ear infection, more vomiting, more ultrasounds for the baby's heart (All is well with her heart.  I've had to do this with all my babies bc I lack amniotic fluid.) and more...

My most recent breakdown has been due to a lump.  I have had a lump in between my left arm pit and my left breast for.....well it doesn't matter.  Long enough that I should have said something before but have been too chicken $hit to do so.  One morning when getting out of the shower my husband finally got on me about saying something to my OBGYN.  He's been telling me for months to say something, but that particular morning he was adamant that I speak up about it.  So...I finally did.  At my next OBGYN appt. I showed it to my Dr. and she made me an appt. to have a mammogram done.  I was terrified.  I had more breakdowns than one should within a weeks worth of time.  Not only was I terrified of getting "squeezed" but I was terrified of what my results were going to be.

So here I am only 32yrs old and very much pregnant walking into a breast center. It was scary. I also have to admit I was very confused about how I felt sitting there among all older woman. I remember thinking to myself that it was less than 2yrs ago I was entering and winning 3rd place in the annual The Bra-Ha-Ha contest in support of a friends mother who at the time was passing due to cancer (The one I helped create is listed #3 in the 2011 Winners tab in the Gallery of Bras.) When I think about mammograms, I think ages 40 and up. I was pretty sure the ladies sitting around me were just as confused as I was seeing me sitting there (or at least that's what I was thinking in my head). I'm sure they each had their own opinions but all gave me a smile of reassurance.  (Not to mention I'm sure I had the look of fear written all over my face and much like a deer caught in headlights.)  Once I was finally called back I really started to panic.

I was brought into a room that looked just like the ultrasound room at my OBGYN's office.  The tech then began to tell me that she was not going to do a mammogram on me due to the fact that I was so pregnant. She explained to me that they preferred doing an ultrasound on me instead to start off and then if they had to do a mammogram as a last resort, then they would. (Chime the sigh of relief of not getting squeezed!!  I'm sorry, but my Size DD was not going to take to that lightly, lets just be honest here!)

The ultrasound went on for only a few minutes.  The tech had me move into a bunch of diff. positions and then at the end said "I don't see anything.  I'll work things up and send them to your Dr.".  Um...ok.  "Chime the look of confusion.) And that's exactly what I said to her.  "Um...ok."  I honestly didn't know what to say.  Here this is her area of expertise, not mine.  I'm just the prego with a lump in her pit.  I got dressed and left.

I had a follow up the following week with my OBGYN yet again.  We discussed the results and although her opinion was that it was excessive hormonal tissue, she didn't want it ignored and wanted me to get another opinion.  She set me an appt. with a breast surgeon within the same building I had my ultrasound at.  Yet again, I walked in feeling all the same emotions and feeling just as awkward as ever.  Thankfully, I had less of a wait, which led to less scary assumptions running through my head.  I was called back and asked to undress from the waist up.  I remember thinking to myself  "should I pull down my belly belt attached to my maternity pants?".....or....."has the surgeon ever had a patient that not only flashed him her ninnies, but her big ol baby belly as well?"  Oh well, I left the belt pulled up; no need for him to see my baby making history spelled out all over my lower stomach, right?!?!

The surgeon was super nice.  He pretty much did everything the previous tech did, only he seemed to know what he was doing, if that makes sense?  He pushed harder, he seemed like he knew exactly what and where to look at.  He asked questions, he took his time.  I was at ease.  I figured he was going to go ahead any minute and say it was nothing just like my previous appt.

Only he didn't.

He began to tell the nurse to take pictures and measurements on command.  This went on for what seemed like an eternity.  I remember thinking to myself that my worst fear just might be coming true.  I began to panic and I'm pretty sure the surgeon could sense it.  Within a couple minutes he told the nurse that that was enough.  He stopped what he was doing, pulled up a chair beside me and explained the following: The lump my Dr. and I found was in fact excessive hormonal tissue and is nothing to be concerned of.  Now under that lump and to the his left (my right, more into my breast) he found a large mass.  He said that it could very well be just an over-sized lymph-node, but he wanted permission to take a biopsy of it.

I just sat there stunned. "Um...ok" yet again was my response.  We discussed the procedure and ultimately the best case and worst case scenarios.  He said that if its benign, I would still have to have it removed due to the size of it, but that I would be able to wait until I deliver the baby.  If it was not benign, we would have to discuss treatment options that would have to start before I give birth.  I didn't ask any more questions bc quite frankly, I was too scared to know anymore before I even get the results.  The last thing I need is more stress and all the worst case scenarios popping through my head in the meantime.  I just let him do his best at numbing me up (I say his best bc all he could do is put lidocaine on the surface and let me tell you, that does nothing for the pain all the jabbing the needle does inside of you.  It hurt like HELL.)  After a few minutes he slapped a band-aid on it, said he would give me a call by the end of the week with my results and freed me to go.

It was a very long week.  He actually didn't call me by the end of the week as promised.  It wasn't until the following Monday that he called me.  He told me it was in fact benign, but that he wanted to take another biopsy of it in 3 months just to make sure and as long as all was still well, we will schedule surgery to have it removed.

I'll be honest...I started crying before we even hung up.  I was relieved yet still feeling scared.  Here I am, 32yrs old, a mom of two and pregnant with a third, and just the thought of talking about the "C" word and breast surgery was just too much for me to handle.  It still is.  Don't get me wrong, I am so relieved, but part of me is still so scared.

As most of you know, I am naturally an emotional person that's been dealing with a lot of crap in the last couple of years and adding all of this extra stress is more than I can handle.  My body is doing its best to cope, but I really feel likes its starting to fail on me....

Tuesday, January 15

Its not that I don't care

My co-worker and I were talking today about how things were moving along with prepping for the new baby.  My response...we haven't even begun.

A lot of the managers at my company's locations have been asking me ever since we found out that we were having a girl if we've picked out a name yet.  My response...we haven't even had that conversation.

I have in fact though, set up to do another kid weekend swap with my sister so that the hubs and I can weed through/donate some of the girls toys and start rearranging the room situation, but no weekend has been set in stone yet.  I do have a crib that I purchased from a co-worker (I still have to get all the screws from them) and I brought one bin of baby clothes back with us when we visited my in-laws for the holidays, so I guess you can say I kinda have gotten a couple things accomplished. Yes? No? Maybe? Ok....not so much.

You know the saying that when you reach the point of having your "second, third, or so on" child you reach the stage that you don't care so much?   I really think its not that you don't care so much as its that you just don't worry as much.  You realize that you've done this before and all the things that you stressed out about before like the nursery room color or that every piece of furniture is matching or what over-the-top outfit your baby is going to wear when he/she comes home is well....really trivial.  There are so many more important things in life to worry about like making sure you bring home a healthy baby or that you can provide a loving home with electricity or diapers and food and clothing for your baby.

 I've just come to realize I don't need to make sure I have every detail perfectly lined up before our baby comes home.  Besides, the minute I get things set up and arranged will be the minute my two little hurricanes at home will rearrange it ;-)  And its OK!

(Of coarse I'm only 27 weeks so far and this carefree attitude may change at any moment, but to date, this is just how I feel.)

Friday, January 4

Creative ways to gift $$ & gift cards for X-mas...

(Again, credit has to go to Pinterest for the ideas)

For my sister who is a Starbucks junkie, I did the following:
-One Starbucks gift card
-One Starbucks cup and straw (free with purchase of the gift card btw)
-Tan/brown & cream tissue paper (I found it at Kohls)

And Voila!  You have a gift card gift that looks like a Starbucks latte!!  It's a fun way to share a gift card in my opinion!!

My nephew on the other hand is extremely hard to shop for.  He's 12.  His life consists pretty much of sports and video games at this age and there are only so many sports balls, jerseys and games you can buy a kid before it starts becoming predictable.  Last year I bought him a wallet and filled it with a bunch of gift cards to diff. stores & restaurants and cash.  This year I saw the idea of gifting a box of chocolates, only with it changed up a bit.  I took an allotted amount of $$ as the main gift and broke it down into multiple different bills.  Each bill I rolled up and wrapped separately.  I then removed a piece of candy and replaced it with a wrapped bill.  The idea was different, yet it still gave him something to unwrap! 

Thursday, January 3

Mine verses their's...

I found this Cookies and Cream's Cake Recipe in one of my MIL's magazines and decided to give it a try for a dinner we were having at their church.  Well you can see for yourself; it came out pretty similar so I will give myself a pat on the back for looks.

Now as far as the taste...uhhhhh, I'm hoping I just made a mistake along the way bc it was def. way too sweet and I would opt not to make it again.  Oh well, you can't win them all I guess.

Sunday, December 30

7 and counting...

I've mentioned it before that between my husband and his two sisters, we have 7 girls in the family with ages ranging from 6 years to 3 months.  Our newest bundle, when born, will make the 8th girl.  On Christmas Eve we tried to get them all together for a group shot.  Yeah um, it wasn't as easy as we thought it would be.

See for yourself ;-)

Friday, December 28

Getting older together

Today my oldest turns 6.  Wow. Can someone tell me where the time has gone?  I feel like just yesterday I was bringing her home from the hospital.  Now she's in school, picks out her own clothes, and quite the social butterfly.  I'm so proud of her and the young lady she is becoming.

Happy Birthday Princess!!

I Love you!!!

Thursday, December 27

Merry Christmas....Eve!

Its no surprise I'm a Pinterest junkie and so here's some proof...

I found this idea using your plates, silverware and napkins to make snowman settings at the dinner table.  We were at my in-laws and I remembered the idea last minute (more like while I was setting the table) and improvised with what we had.  We used baby carrots for the noses and chocolate melting chips for the eyes.

Here is the pic I found on Pinterest:

And here is my last minute creation:

Again, If I had planned it out I would have done more to make it look like the picture, but I literally thought about the idea while I was setting the table and worked with what I had.

Sunday, December 16

And the ultimate mom fail award goes to...

...this mom who forgot to make sure Alexi's piano teacher didn't forget her cushions on the day of her recital AND didn't realize it until she got up to play and was having difficulties.  Yup...that was me. Sigh...

I felt so bad.  She couldn't see her notes at the top of the book and was trying to play off of memory.   The whole time I sat there thinking...what is wrong with this picture? Why is she having so much trouble?  It wasn't until she finished and came to us saying "mommy I couldn't see my book", that it dawned on me. Considering she was given the song at the beginning of the month to learn, she handled things very well.

Monday, December 10

Baking fool...I'm not this year.

I wish I could say that I was in the baking mood this season like I usually am each year, but I'm not.  I have not baked one cookie or dipped one pretzel.  Sigh...

I did make some of our favorite Brazilian treats on Sunday when I started craving some Beijinhos de Coco.  Mmmmm my favorite.  Besides, they are super easy and require almost no ingredients at all. (Now I'm forewarning you now, I did not take many pics and the ones I did are not very good.  Your hands tend to get very messy making these treats.)

Beijinho de Coco
1 can sweetened condensed milk
1 tbs butter
1/4c sweetened flaked coconut (plus some extra to role them in at the end)
Whole Cloves for decoration (optional)
Bring milk and butter to a simmer (med. to low heat). Continue to cook, stirring constantly until the milk has reduced to half and thickened.  This can take about 20mins. (You know its ready when you drag your spoon through the middle of the mixture and it doesn't melt back to the middle of the pan quickly.)  Remove from heat and stir in coconut flakes. Allow to cool for a few miniutes. 
 Grease a plate, pour mixture and chill in fridge for at least an hour.  Once chilled, grease your hands with butter and make small bite size balls.  Roll balls into left over coconut.  You can add a clove to it for decoration and a bit of flavor, but that's completely optional.  Just remember to remove it before eating.

Ingredients are the same as the Beijinho de coco minus the coconut, but add:
1c roasted and ground peanuts
2 tsp of chocolate
Refined sugar to roll them in at the end
Roasted peanuts for decoration (optional)

 I put my peanuts in a bag and smashed them with my rolling pin.
 Follow same steps, adding the peanuts and chocolate as well.

 After they are chilled, they are rolled into a kinda elongated looking ball (kinda like a peanut shape). Roll them into the sugar and place a peanut on the end.  These are the hubs favorite!!!

Same as Beijinho de coco minus the coconut, but add:
3tbs unsweetened cocoa
Chocolate jimmies for decorationg

 Its best to place these in individual mini cupcake wrappers lined with papers found in cake hobby stores.
Here is a pic of the Beijinho de coco's and the Brigadeiros while the hubs and I was rolling them.  I did not get a pic of the Cajuzinho's when finished bc the hubs would not stop eating them.  Lol.

Wednesday, December 5

Its been...

...3 months since Fred lost his job again and he still has not found a new one.  It really sucks when you invest 14yrs of your life with a company, get laid off, then find another job and after a year with the new job get laid off again.  I keep telling myself it will all be ok....sigh.  You just learn to make due and cut back. A L O T (Trust me when I say my bank probably hates me due to the lack of interest they are making off of me.)

...3 months since I found out that I was 5 weeks pregnant.  (Imagine my emotions finding this out along with Fred losing his job all in the same week.  It wasn't pretty.)

...3 months since Emma has been in preschool and Alexi in after school care.  I think Fred and the girls are ready to go back to their normal schedule.

...1 month since my mom moved out.

...7 days since I had my Picc-Line removed.  I am doing just fine without it right now.  I have the usual morning sickness, but that's all.

...3 months since I started driving a minivan and happy to say that its my vehicle of choice when leaving the house.  With or without the kids in tow.  (I'm really not surprised!  I've loved minivans since I was 16.  I know, call me crazy, but when I worked at Caesars Palace in the Poconos, I got the opportunity to drive the brand new Dodge Caravan...Loved it!!)

...13 months (as of yesterday) since I began working at my current job.  Again, I have to say I am pretty fortunate to have met some good business associates along the way. (I've also met some pretty crummy business associates too, but I'll leave that one alone.)

...5 days since our Elf "Jules" showed up at our house.  At times I have already regretted welcoming him into our home.  (You know, bc I am usually in bed before the girls.)  I had been planning on getting one for almost a month now and by the second day I was already questioning myself.  Oh boy...

...12 days since we put our tree up and the cat has yet to knock it down.  Now some of the ornaments?!?!  Well that's a different story.  But its OK   Itsey Bitsey and Emma have made a game of it.  Itsey knocks them off and Emma likes to put them back on.  Its become a win win for the both of them.

...too many years since my Poppop passed away.  I found myself driving home from work on Monday thinking about him and balling my eyes out in the car. When I moved out of my parents house (I was 18), we spent many nights talking on the phone.  Talking about stuff, talking about nothing, just talking about whatever was on our minds.  I'm not sure what triggered the memory of our conversations, but whatever it was set my great big ball of pregnancy hormones into a field day of tears.

...2 years this January since I've been to Disney.  If I wasn't pregnant, I'd be headed there this month with my Aunt, grandmom and cousins.  Ho Hum...there's always next time.

Thursday, November 22

Happy Thanksgiving

I decided to make them some turkey day shirts.  I found the idea on Pinterest and thought it was the cutest idea.

(Fabric is from Jo-Ann's)

 (I made up my own template for the body)

 (Feathers are from ribbon I already had in my stash)

 (I used a combination of hand stitching and fabric glue)

 (Some googly eyes, a beak cut from orange ribbon and here you go!!)

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

From my little Turkey's to yours!!