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Sons Smile

4 Nov

Moving and uprooting the children from their only home has been a true transition. I have to say I think they have done quite well with the move. They are a joy to be around during the transition. However, I am very aware that we have uprooted them, and it hit me hard the other day when my baby boy (who turned 6 years old the other day) said this.

Him: “Mom, can you please write to Mrs. Adams (his Kindergarten teacher in GA) and tell her that today is my birthday and, that I miss them very much”

Me: With big eyes tears in my eyes, “Of, course, as a matter of fact I’ll help you write a letter yourself”

Him: “OK” with a big smile on his face

That smile lifted my spirits and my heart. We then headed off to have a birthday morning treat before he went to his new kindergarten class where he celebrated with his new friends/classmates in his kindergarten class here.

See that smile below

His smile has always given me the boost that I need to continue on as a Mom. I know that my life influences his life so much, and I always pray that we are doing right by him and our three boys. I am so grateful for them all and their patience with my husband and I as we parent them.

Thanks for the smiles son!

In Limbo

18 Oct

This morning I was filling out an online form and was prompted to write in my zip code. At that moment it hit me that, right now, I technically have no official zip code. No home, I’m in limbo.

On our journey from Georgia to Pittsburgh we are in between homes. I am neither a 30044 or a 15241 resident just yet. Our home sold and closed on 10/18 and we are SUPPOSE to close on 10/19 here in PA; yet today I am a non-resident either state.

All of our belongings are packed on a moving truck and left yesterday. It really brings to mind that material objects, even a house aren’t what makes a family. My family is here, content, laughing and full of life, while just being together in a car, with a weeks worth of clothes (an electronics, we’re not that content yet).

Maybe when I sit in my new home, in the cold I can remember this. Just being together and being content as a family. Enjoy your fam today too!

Bye Ga, bye house



Crashing Out of the Blogosphere

2 Oct

I often tend to get SUPER excited about new things. That is not a bad trait;  however, with the extreme excitement I create the antithesis is sure to follow.  So, as high as I get, is sometimes, as hard as I fall. My excitement with blogging faded, not out of desire but  more because of the lack of time. I was being consistent (my sense of consistency) with blogging and then I just stopped, crashed out of the blogosphere. I need to get that time back and right now I have a little window to do so.

We are in transition. My 12 years of Southern living is coming to a close and we are venturing up North to Pittsburgh, PA. Me, the native Californian,  turned Southerner is now moving to PA! CA, GA, PA! It’s going to be VERY interesting. More on that later…

So, since we are in transition, waiting to close on a home in PA, things have changed at home. I have the boys out of extra curricular activities; I have resigned my posts at their schools, so no PTA, etc. I even stopped teaching my group fitness classes and guess what? It feels good! It is as though  we are a “normal” family. Except hubby is working 650 miles away and we don’t see him much. Isn’t that the new normal family though?

Am I, was I, trying to do too much at one time? This moving transition, caused me to stop doing all the other stuff and I realized just how much crap stuff I was trying to do. Although I am exhausted with the moving/relocating process, it is good. We are selling our home, buying a new home, researching Pittsburgh like crazy, and everyday is filled with crap stuff that has to be done. However, I am not driving all over town to football, fall baseball, soccer and orchestra  practices in the evenings, every evening of the week.

I read an article yesterday, in Newsweek ( on The Daily Beast via Twitter) about Why Women Should Stop Trying To Be Perfect, written by Debra Spar. It really brought to light the plight of my life in terms of busyness, momhood, etc. It is a provocative article and I feel it really captures the plight of the American Woman in our society. (I’ll be blogging on  that soon). What this article made me reflect on was how I was and am trying to be the perfect woman, wife, mom and wearing myself OUT in the interim. So, seeing that I cannot do everything at once, with equal vigor, and expect excellent results in each area I realize now that is why my blogging fell by the wayside. Other things fell off the wayside too, but I’m focusing on the blogging. It’s back.

With the release of so many activities that filled our time, I have a window of time to actually BLOG!!! Back to my new passion of writing. My excitement is back but a little more tempered so my next fall may only be a dip and not a crash!

Being a Mom

1 Apr

My youngest son is 5 years old. He hasn’t started kindergarten yet, so we get to spend time together alone, for a few hours, on weekdays. During most of these days I often find myself wanting to spend time doing chores, checking my emails and doing “stuff” as opposed to just “being” here with him. One day this week while he played, I just sat outside on the deck and caught up on my emails, worked on my computer and was there for him when he wanted my attention or wanted me to play with him. My munchkin played; no toys, no brothers just him and myself close by.

He doesn’t want me to bother too much. We have a ton of toys and notice he picked up the some bricks the contractor left and went to the sand pile (again left by the contractor) and began his own project. I just sat and watched, he sang and played and afterwards we ate together and were happy. I am glad I took the time to sit outside with him on this day.

When my older boys were his age I was able to take time to sit outside to play with them, engage them in activities and really spend more quality time with them. They are 16 months apart so my life revolved around caring for them. Now that I have three boys and there is a five-year gap between the middle and youngest son I find myself busier and not taking the time to really focus on my third son. He is going to begin school  this upcoming Fall, and I will miss these opportunities, so I have decided to spend more time with him and to allow him to be free to play and be a little kid for a little while longer. I will transition into a new season of motherhood soon. I will have all three boys out of the house for the first time in 12 years. When he goes to school I will miss this, so I will enjoy this time now.

In light of the current news of families losing their boys to murder, suicide and tragedy I just want to love on my sons and appreciate their life and my life with them. We are blessed to have these boys and I am blessed to be a Mom.

Being a Mom is so rewarding, difficult yes, but these days and moments are refreshing for me!

Sunday Biscuits

24 Oct

I did make homemade biscuits today! This is a follow-up to my Apples to Apple Pie post. Biscuits are a constant challenge for me. Dinner rolls I am a queen of but biscuits get me everytime. Hubby is my official taster and has had to endure many dry, heavy, biscuits from my trials. I know the recipe by heart and have tried many others, yet I have not found the “perfect” biscuit yet. I also have this issue with Greens, but that is for another post. So, a recap; My girlfriend gave me homemade apple butter and strawberry jam and I had to honor that by serving it with homemade biscuits. I did just that!

Today my recipe came from a fellow blogger

It was one of my best! I have found that I do better with a food processor when making my biscuits.


These are ready for the oven

On most Sundays I make a big breakfast. The 3K’s love it because they enjoy eating together so they call it family breakfast/brunch because it is usually around 1pm (okay maybe 2pm but no later than 3!) by the time we eat. Today’s big breakfast included pancakes, biscuits, grits, scrambled eggs with zucchini, onions and cheese, turkey bacon and turkey sausage with a large pitcher water which had lots of cucumber slices in it. Diets are out the window most Sundays.

fresh out of the oven






They enjoyed the biscuits!

ready to eat with homemade apple butter






Tomorrow, I will workout! I will also resume my cleanse/clean eating. 😉

Wordless Wednesday – Tea and Chocolate

19 Oct

“Chocolate in the morning is what makes moms get through their day!”

A Woman is like a tea bag – you can’t tell how strong she is until you put her in hot water” – Eleanor Roosevelt

The Old Woman in The Shoe

10 Oct

On Friday, when my youngest son came home from school, we looked through his work from the week. He was so excited to share his weekly “book” with me. This week the book was on nursery rhymes. I looked through it and came across this one…

“There was an old woman who lived in a shoe

She had so many children, she didn’t know what to do;

she gave them some broth without any bread;

She whipped them all soundly and put them to bed.”

This is his art work for the old lady nursery rhyme

“You better go old woman”, I muttered to myself! That isn’t good I know but that is how I felt. In my youth I would have said you bad old woman, why do you have “so many” kids. Why do you inflict corporal punishment on these kids? Why aren’t you married? But today, I understand.

Her husband was probably out (working, looking for work, hanging out), the “so many” kids could just be two or three. She was too busy and tired to get to the grocery store, so all that was left to eat was some broth. But, then again if they were being that bad she probably didn’t want to feed them a thing. They ought to be glad they got broth and bread with it. Heck, with childhood obesity today, she was just doing her part to keep those kids at a good weight! The spanking…well to each their own, and trust me I try so hard to be neutral, but a child will take you “there”.

And, was she really old? By some standards I am “old”. Just ask my younger cousins, and sibiling…they think I am definitely “older” but I am not!

Give that “old woman” a break! I use to be against reading some nursery rhymes to kids because I felt that they weren’t “healthy”, but after reading this one, I am convinced some Mommas got together and wrote them to instill some fear into children, to get them act right. I know I’ll be posting this one on the fridge for all three of my boys to see!

Just Dance – love/peace/soul

6 Oct

Every Thursday I teach a Latin Fusion class. I LOVE my class. We have a BLAST every week. Me and usually 50-60+ students are grooving away.

Me on stage teaching a class

I have been teaching this particular class for about four years now. I love listening and choosing the music, I love choreographing the dances, and I love dancing.

That’s it! I LOVE TO DANCE. I have been dancing all of my life. Started out as a ballet dancer as a 5 year old and went on to college to dance, now I do it as an adult. It has always been the essence of who I am. No matter how tired I am, I get in there and something just takes over and I am a dancing machine. I forget about anything else going on and I am moving and grooving, yelling, throwing my hands up in the air and just going for it. It is such a relief.  I forget I am a wife, mother of three with dishes to do, laundry, housecleaning, errands, bills, pick-ups, practices, the list goes on and on. I forget that sadness of those who died, and the ails of  our country and world. I embrace the thing that connects all life music and dance.

What makes it even better is that I sweat like crazy and burn at least 500 calories each week. How sweet is that. Right afterwards I teach yoga and that completely calms me down. I just love Thursdays.

Me, in the center with my mic on, with some of my great students in the class

What do you like to do to relieve stress? Have you danced lately?

Wordless Wednesday

5 Oct


The best time to plan a book is while you’re doing the dishes.
-Agatha Christie

Friday Love

23 Sep

So, this morning I was actually able to get to the grocery store and buy food, some lovely apples too. Now, the morning got off to a rocky start. My middle son and I, well the entire family, were still asleep as the school bus zoomed past the stop. Since the stop is our lawn I heard it drive right by, and knew it was 7:30am. Man, we were just all so tired from the actvities of the week. So, I resigned myself to taking him to school. My goal in the morning is to wake him up and not fuss…I figure he needs love first thing in the mornings before going to face the world at school. However, he seems to prefer fussing, groaning and giving me the side eye. I am the adult, I am the Mother, I will set the tone…be calm I tell myself. Right! Five minutes into it we are at odds. I am fussing, he is crying…it is just drama. Well, I did drive him to school, with one graham cracker and a glass of water in him (we had nothing else, I really needed to grocery shop). “I love you” I told him as he went into school, 15 minutes late.

As I drive home, the school bus for my older son drives on past and I pray he made it on the bus. I get home and he has! My hubby (he had been out of town all week) is awake, my youngest is dressed and all is good. Except the Viola didn’t make it on the school bus with older son and I have 15 minutes to feed the youngest, wash his face, make his lunch and get him to school. Yes, he was 15 minutes late too.

I managed to make it to the store, buy fruit and other things…lots of other things, drop off the Viola and make it home for a 10am meeting. Yes, I was 15 minutes late to that too.

Later, as I spent time washing the fruit I purchased, the apples made me SOOO happy! I sat and started at them and then ate a yummy gala apple. I tasted the crisp sweetness of it and looked at out my kitchen window. Looking at the beautiful trees, clear sky helped me reflect realize how blessed I am. I am in love with today because we have no football practices, no errands, no dates, nothing to do but be home as a family this evening! I love my family no matter how crazy our days may be, no matter how much we may fuss. I love them.

I love today…hope you had a lovely day too.