World Peace
Without inner peace amongst all of us, we will never find world peace. Trying to help and heal the world, on person at a time………….
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Little Frida in best hands. 😊😙❤! #Repost @diaryofahousewife (@get_repost) ・・・ So sick of sick! The whole house has the flu. No kindy, no outdoor play, just home. Hopefully tomorrow they are bouncing around the house and we can get outside 🌾 #littlepeoplebigdreams #pequeñaygrande #petitaigran #girlpower #womenmakehistory #fridakahlo #mariaisabelsanchezvegara #isabelsanchezvegara #onebookatweek #childrenbook
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Terrible Twos....?
Don’t let the title fool you. This is not about the “terrible twos”. It’s about how everyone makes such a huge deal about them...when really it’s three. Three is the unlucky number when it comes to your child’s age. No one EVER tells you about what life is like with a three year old.
The so called “terrible twos” aren’t in fact that terrible. MY two year old is often an @$$hole, but not really because he’s two. It’s because he is the middle child, demands all my undivided attention and will stop at nothing until he gets it. And yeah, I can call my kid and asshole if I want too. Most of the time he is. It’s a simple fact. But really...everything he does is quite normal. Colouring on the walls, dumping the bin of blocks, throwing pasta, licking the floor...all of it is him learning to be a human. Learning that he is in fact his own person and that if he wants to flush cars down the toilet he can, I don’t actually have all the power to stop him.
Three year old on the other hand...they are past all of that. They are no longer learning cause and effect. They know EXACTLY where to colour, they know how to get dressed and where the dirty clothes go, they know what happens when you tip a glass full of milk upside down. They are past that part of the learning curve. Three year olds are just plain rude, ignorant and downright impossible. Every heard the term “threenager”? There is a good reason some genius came up with it.
The pure hatred in my 3 year old’s eyes when I tell him not to do something...it’s a little frightening to be honest. He does the EXACT opposite of what I say, every time I open my mouth. He changes his clothes about 6 times a day (if clothes touch him for more than 3 seconds, they count as dirty). Yesterday he held his hand up as I was about to speak and said “ NO MOM, I don’t want to hear it.” Yes, they will repeat everything you have ever said to them since the beginning of time and it sucks. On several occasions he has even left the dinner table, stormed into his room and slammed the door, just because he hates the world at that exact moment.
As hard as three is...I feel I MIGHT be better prepared for the real teenage years, but probably not. I have two more “threenagers” to survive through. I think I can do it. Maybe. Maybe not.
But at the end of the day...regardless of their age, stage or attitude, I love my kids with my whole heart.
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Catalina/Avalon
Catalina is a gem of a town
Avalon is so fun to be around
The church bells chime
Drinking red wine
The ocean is rough
The crowds are tough
The seafood is so fresh
I feel so blessed
The small streets along the beach
The ocean is just within a reach
Golf carts are what they drive
So happy to arrive
The Catalina Express
is there to impress
Elderly couples arm and arm
Nobody here is to…
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My reasons for blogging.
My reasons for blogging.
I actually started a blog over twenty years ago. I was pregnant and sick of being pregnant, three times in a row. I started a funny t-shirt company called, “Leave Me B. t-shirts.” In other words, “leave me the f alone.” Do. NOT touch my Belly! ” NO I am NOT having twins.” You get the drift. I started a blog with it before I even knew what a blog was. Too bad I was not tech savvy or social media…
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To My Daughter Leaving For College
To My Daughter Leaving For College
So long
Good bye sounds to permanent
You are going off to college
To flap your beautiful wings
This is a first for me
as well as a first for you
I wish i could pack myself in your suitcase
To protect you from anything bad
To watch you learn, explore, and grow as a young woman
The safety I have in my heart
Is knowing you have a beautiful soul and you are a very bright young woman
You…
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Time Goes On
Time Goes On
Sending my daughter off to college
My kids growing up and not needing me as much
my youthful glow
my youthful body
my witty memory
My constant energy
my ego
my people pleasing
my insecurities
my non authentic friendships
my loved ones who passed
my fear of missing out
Embracing the changes
Inviting the new opportunities
the new connections
the stronger faith
our ever…
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I wanted to write a letter from my heart to To all of the teens generation Z, or millennials that feel like life is to difficult and at times they feel hopeless. It is a very tough time out there and the current circumstances warrant feeling bad however:
It feels terrible to feel hopeless
It is scary to not know what the future brings
The unknown can be frightening
Most teens and young adults…
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Mi Papa
Upon my walk down memory lane…..I thought of something else……although it did not happen prior, to the event. It happened at the end of it. When I was a little girl I always saw my father doing running around the block in his jeans, then he would do 200 push ups and sit ups, while all the neighbors could see. It was unusual but it became normal as the years past. As of late, my new routine is to…
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