I guess my old blog is working! I tried it out this morning and I was able to publish everything. I posted pics on there and everything! This blogspot site was a temporary move until I got all the kinks out. So if there are problems with that site again I will move here but for now I am going back. I hope this isnt confusing for anyone. I really like the mac system.
In case you want the site it's:
http://web.mac.com/marieluvsbelen/Site/Ma_Bebe_Ma_Vie/Ma_Bebe_Ma_Vie.html
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Selective Negotiations
That is what I go through every day with my toddler. I will say something like:
" Belen, if you dont go to sleep you are going to ....... (insert threats like, live with the gypsies or sleep in the closet)
I think she hears:
Belen...dont go to sleep....gypsies... are sleeping in the closet.
or
"Belen, if you go sit down on the potty and do a poop you get a treat". Belen hears:
Belen.... sit down and poop and get a treat.
" Belen, if you dont go to sleep you are going to ....... (insert threats like, live with the gypsies or sleep in the closet)
I think she hears:
Belen...dont go to sleep....gypsies... are sleeping in the closet.
or
"Belen, if you go sit down on the potty and do a poop you get a treat". Belen hears:
Belen.... sit down and poop and get a treat.
Monday, July 21, 2008
What I wish I could show you
Right now I can't post pics. It's tedious information, but it's something I am working on this week. I really want to get my mac/mobileme account up and running but again, tedious information.
So I am back home and recovering. "Tucky" was incredible and I miss it already. I have about 1000 or so pics to sort through. Again, I wish I could show you but whatever. Belen was sassy and adorable, being the typical toddler. Sometimes she is so frustrating but then she does or says something that is over-the-top cute and all is forgiven. She had a hard time sleeping, there was so much going on that she didn't want to miss out on anything. But she would get so out-of-her-mind tired that I swear Doug, Felicia's husband, was going to spike her drinks with bourbon. We would both be so sleep deprived that we could hardly handle our business. But part of me doesn't blame her. I love being with my Rivas family and I didn't want to miss out on anything either. I guess not having a biological connection with anyone and now having it (x's 1,000) is so fun for me. I met my Aunt Cecelia this trip. She drove up with her husband, Uncle Duff, from Tennessee. When we met, she gave me one of those hugs, a kind of hug that is significant and actually means something. She then showered me with presents. One was this AMAZING gord that she painted into a duck. It is so beautiful that I am going to have to rearrange a room around it. She also made a bunch of hats for Belen and I. I wore mine until I got too hot. If the weather had been any cooler I would've worn it the rest of the week.
I loved watching my aunts cook and talk spanglish. I could feel myself wearing a satisfied smile knowing I have the best of both worlds. I love my family that is my real family, the family that raised me, and I love being a part of my biological family. I feel that I do belong with them and being with my cousins and aunts makes me feel right at home. When my aunts cooked I ate. I tell you, you haven't lived until you ate some of my Aunt Betty's sopapillas and green chilie.
They also love my daughter and I can't help but loving anyone who loves my child. Uncle Duff made such an impression on Belen. She warmed up to him immediately. Something that I hardly ever see. She just warmed up to my husband.
We had such a good time that I cant even complain about my hellish travel day, because it was so worth it. I look forward to going back next year.
So I am back home and recovering. "Tucky" was incredible and I miss it already. I have about 1000 or so pics to sort through. Again, I wish I could show you but whatever. Belen was sassy and adorable, being the typical toddler. Sometimes she is so frustrating but then she does or says something that is over-the-top cute and all is forgiven. She had a hard time sleeping, there was so much going on that she didn't want to miss out on anything. But she would get so out-of-her-mind tired that I swear Doug, Felicia's husband, was going to spike her drinks with bourbon. We would both be so sleep deprived that we could hardly handle our business. But part of me doesn't blame her. I love being with my Rivas family and I didn't want to miss out on anything either. I guess not having a biological connection with anyone and now having it (x's 1,000) is so fun for me. I met my Aunt Cecelia this trip. She drove up with her husband, Uncle Duff, from Tennessee. When we met, she gave me one of those hugs, a kind of hug that is significant and actually means something. She then showered me with presents. One was this AMAZING gord that she painted into a duck. It is so beautiful that I am going to have to rearrange a room around it. She also made a bunch of hats for Belen and I. I wore mine until I got too hot. If the weather had been any cooler I would've worn it the rest of the week.
I loved watching my aunts cook and talk spanglish. I could feel myself wearing a satisfied smile knowing I have the best of both worlds. I love my family that is my real family, the family that raised me, and I love being a part of my biological family. I feel that I do belong with them and being with my cousins and aunts makes me feel right at home. When my aunts cooked I ate. I tell you, you haven't lived until you ate some of my Aunt Betty's sopapillas and green chilie.
They also love my daughter and I can't help but loving anyone who loves my child. Uncle Duff made such an impression on Belen. She warmed up to him immediately. Something that I hardly ever see. She just warmed up to my husband.
We had such a good time that I cant even complain about my hellish travel day, because it was so worth it. I look forward to going back next year.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I am SO country....
Brittney Spears would be proud.I write this fully knowing that I will be judged and labeled as a bad mom.
I am about to confess something that will probably get me lynched. We drove from Lexington, KY to Cinncinnati, OH then back to Lexington to pick up my aunt Betty from the airport. I left my car seat in another car so we went to Walmart so Felicia could buy another car seat. No, shopping at Walmart is not my confession, though it should be.
Anyway, while at Walmart we find a good carseat but they dont have any available so we take the floor model. The manager was being very accomodating, something that doesnt happen often at Walmart but I think he was just thankful that I wasnt suing him for the ladder left out in the baby section that fell on my daughter. (Actually, it hit the cart she was in and then hit her, thankfully the cart took the brunt of the fall). I was really mad, and I tried unsuccessfully to not let Mother Bear out. So Bev, the manager gave us the floor model plus discount. We run back to the van since we are running out of time. I told Felicia to keep on driving and I will install the car seat. Thinking that this would only take me a few minutes.
It's just too bad that everything I have planned out in my head doesnt turn out in real life. I got in a wrestling match with the car seat and it won. Belen was screaming wanting to get in her seat belt, I being so flustered threw a candy bar at her and let her go to town. I was in survival mode. No, letting my child eat a candy bar is not my confession, though it should be.
I finally gave up after muttering about a thousand sailor swear words under my breath. I took Belen in the back, held her and she fell immediately asleep. I laid her down and let her sleep like that the whole way.
Ok. I gave you all time to gasp, take all the oxygen in the room and curse me. Do you need more time or do you want me to go on and explain myself.
I am about to confess something that will probably get me lynched. We drove from Lexington, KY to Cinncinnati, OH then back to Lexington to pick up my aunt Betty from the airport. I left my car seat in another car so we went to Walmart so Felicia could buy another car seat. No, shopping at Walmart is not my confession, though it should be.
Anyway, while at Walmart we find a good carseat but they dont have any available so we take the floor model. The manager was being very accomodating, something that doesnt happen often at Walmart but I think he was just thankful that I wasnt suing him for the ladder left out in the baby section that fell on my daughter. (Actually, it hit the cart she was in and then hit her, thankfully the cart took the brunt of the fall). I was really mad, and I tried unsuccessfully to not let Mother Bear out. So Bev, the manager gave us the floor model plus discount. We run back to the van since we are running out of time. I told Felicia to keep on driving and I will install the car seat. Thinking that this would only take me a few minutes.
It's just too bad that everything I have planned out in my head doesnt turn out in real life. I got in a wrestling match with the car seat and it won. Belen was screaming wanting to get in her seat belt, I being so flustered threw a candy bar at her and let her go to town. I was in survival mode. No, letting my child eat a candy bar is not my confession, though it should be.
I finally gave up after muttering about a thousand sailor swear words under my breath. I took Belen in the back, held her and she fell immediately asleep. I laid her down and let her sleep like that the whole way.
Ok. I gave you all time to gasp, take all the oxygen in the room and curse me. Do you need more time or do you want me to go on and explain myself.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
First Class Whinestein
I am here in BEAUTIFUL Kentucky. I am already enjoying myself in spite of the cold I feel coming on. It was an ok travel day, starting with Belen throwing up an hour before we were to leave at the airport. Now I panic a little debating if I should stay and go tomorrow or proceed as planned. She was a little clingy and a bit lethargic but I made an executive decision and decided to go ahead and travel. The airport was a disaster. It was the first time I didnt check her car seat, but decided to take it on the plane with me. Our last trip she would not stay in her seat belt. This trip I wanted to avoid being scolded every few seconds by the flight attendants. So I have my computer bag, a diaper bag, a pink princess back pack and the car seat with me to take on the plane. Oh yea, and my screaming toddler. She tantrumed all the way from security to our gate. She wanted to be held, she wanted french fires, she was thirsty, where were her pretzels. My patience threshold was wearing thin and going fast. I decided to poison her with a Happy Meal. Which is funny because the Happy Meal was anything but....I got there right when they were changing from breakfast to lunch. So I wait in line, it's FINALLY my turn and I decide to order a McSkillet. No? No breakfast. Ok, can I please have a happy meal. Oh, so your not serving lunch yet? I get out of line and go to the back so I can get a Happy Meal. As soon as I left the line and got to the back of it they started serving lunch. Now, if I was alone with my little hand bag I would'nt have been so irritated. But I had been walking around the airport like a sherpa or pack mule with a hysterical child. After a sweat inducing juggling act I get the Crappy Meal and go sit at the gate. I am flying on stand-by so I don't even know if I am getting on the plane at this point. I am not so worried about getting on the plane as I am about going through that whole scenario I just survived, again tomorrow. I am bottom on the totem pole and nervous. Belen is crying that she wants to get on the plane. I want to tell her that if she keeps it up they wont want us on the plane. So everyone boards and I am still waiting to get on. Stand-bys dont get on until the last minute but fate decided to throw me a bone. A family of four was ahead of me on the list to go on but they only have two seats available. One in first class and one on the exit isle. Since we can't sit on the exit isle they kick a pilot out of her cushy first class seat and send her back with the cattle. She is shooting me dirty looks while carrying her complimentary first class stiff drink with her. I settle Belen into her car seat and she immediately falls asleep in her magic car seat, before even taking off. I am now so thankful that I lugged that thing all over. It was worth the blood, sweat and tears.
I am tempted to wake her up for her favorite part but not crazy. My girl was out for the count and snoring away.
I ate my warm meal of short ribs and mashed potatoes, salad and chocolate cake while watching a movie on demand on my own screen. I have traveled first class with Belen before, a couple of times, but this is the first time I actually enjoyed it.
I am tempted to wake her up for her favorite part but not crazy. My girl was out for the count and snoring away.
I ate my warm meal of short ribs and mashed potatoes, salad and chocolate cake while watching a movie on demand on my own screen. I have traveled first class with Belen before, a couple of times, but this is the first time I actually enjoyed it.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
$4 and change
Wednesday I went shopping at the Irvine Spectrum to meet up with some gals from the Babycenter.
So while I was there I decided to finally exchange my Mother’s Day soap. If you are just tuning in, you can look it up in my archives. I went to Old Navy first and found more of there $6.99 pj’s for Belen. I know, I know, their stuff is really cheap. But by the time she wears it out she will have outgrown it. But their stuff has been a dream and I forget how CHEAP it all is. I bought the world’s most comfortable skirts, so of course I had to have one in every color. The t’s are just as soft and comfy. They wont wrinkle and they pack well so they are going with me to Kentucky. Anyway, back to shopping. I returned $32 worth of bar soap to Anthpologie and I got a store credit. Belen has been asking me for a white puppy and a baby elephant for about a month now and we just so happen to find those in the store. The puppy wasn’t white but it was love at first sight and she was willing to compromise. Something she rarely does so it was worth it. The baby elephant is a Jelly Cat and pink so double score. I figure $28 is a lot cheaper than an actual white puppy and an elephant would do so much damage to our grass. Being a two year old is a wonderful thing.
But now I am stuck with a $4 and change store credit. What to get? I looked at their aprons, but I don’t really want to pay $38 for something I can make, probably not as cute as theirs but I pass. The candles are divine but I have a lot of candles. One Cheryl just gave me that makes me feel like a “na-tu-ral wo-man”. So, if you have a need for a $4 and change credit at Anthroplogie, my favorite over-priced store than please leave me a comment pleading your case. If my whimsical nature likes what I read you will be getting a card within 5-10 business days.
So while I was there I decided to finally exchange my Mother’s Day soap. If you are just tuning in, you can look it up in my archives. I went to Old Navy first and found more of there $6.99 pj’s for Belen. I know, I know, their stuff is really cheap. But by the time she wears it out she will have outgrown it. But their stuff has been a dream and I forget how CHEAP it all is. I bought the world’s most comfortable skirts, so of course I had to have one in every color. The t’s are just as soft and comfy. They wont wrinkle and they pack well so they are going with me to Kentucky. Anyway, back to shopping. I returned $32 worth of bar soap to Anthpologie and I got a store credit. Belen has been asking me for a white puppy and a baby elephant for about a month now and we just so happen to find those in the store. The puppy wasn’t white but it was love at first sight and she was willing to compromise. Something she rarely does so it was worth it. The baby elephant is a Jelly Cat and pink so double score. I figure $28 is a lot cheaper than an actual white puppy and an elephant would do so much damage to our grass. Being a two year old is a wonderful thing.
But now I am stuck with a $4 and change store credit. What to get? I looked at their aprons, but I don’t really want to pay $38 for something I can make, probably not as cute as theirs but I pass. The candles are divine but I have a lot of candles. One Cheryl just gave me that makes me feel like a “na-tu-ral wo-man”. So, if you have a need for a $4 and change credit at Anthroplogie, my favorite over-priced store than please leave me a comment pleading your case. If my whimsical nature likes what I read you will be getting a card within 5-10 business days.
I've got the Pinks....
Thursday I took Belen to see a blues guitarist that performs for little kids. We used to be regular groupies in Orlando to Mr. Richard. Belen would go up on the stage and dance.
It is always a delight to see her shake her hips and dance. I am positive the other observers got a kick out of her dance style as well. I am currently trying to fight off a gloomy cloud that has been hanging over me for the last few days. I told Belen, “Baby, I’ve got the blues” and her reply was, without missing a beat, “Mom, I’ve got the pinks”.
But you know what was great about today? I forgot the shit going down in my life and I danced and sang without reservation. I twirled my daughter around and hopefully she will learn the joys of letting loose and shaking her grove thing.
It is always a delight to see her shake her hips and dance. I am positive the other observers got a kick out of her dance style as well. I am currently trying to fight off a gloomy cloud that has been hanging over me for the last few days. I told Belen, “Baby, I’ve got the blues” and her reply was, without missing a beat, “Mom, I’ve got the pinks”.
But you know what was great about today? I forgot the shit going down in my life and I danced and sang without reservation. I twirled my daughter around and hopefully she will learn the joys of letting loose and shaking her grove thing.
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