I didn’t get tattoo
I didn’t decorate the dinning room
I didn’t organize the photo Album
I didn’t do a water fast
I didn’t finish the book of Psalms
I only recycled half of the formula cans
I didn’t collect clothes for the NICU
I didn’t drop off the donations at the thrift store.
I watched Netflix
I kept my current skin routine
I had a plan and 30 goals…. I couldn’t complete them all before my 30th birthday.
My goal with this blog is to be honest with all of you as well as my self.
Can’t wait to share this year’s adventures with all of you!
Today is the day! I’M 30!!!! AAAAHHHH!!I’m that woman… the one who wears wrinkly t-shirts, wears very little make up, has babies first, gets married after, and finishes University after 30. The one that has stretchmarks, a small bum and a big nose. The one that choose to be a mom over having a career. The one that loves reggaeton and a history nerd. I’m emotional and I cry over anything. I will not do things for formalities and will speak my mind.It took me a long time to accept who I am… I love who I am. I’m proud of who I am and will not apologize for it.Cheers 🍻 to a new chapter of my life.
Since I had my 1st child years ago I started a memory book that contains mementos of my child’s pregnancy and birth.
The triplets memory book was a challenged.
I decided to go with the .. each child gets one memory book. I’ll be the first one to admit it… this isn’t my best work. I wanted to get all the little Hospital bracelets and other things in one place before I lose them…
I had separated all their things in ziploc bags a few months ago.
I bought 3 white 3 ring binders, markers and some stickers… I completed each memory book in less than 30 min.
The point of this books is to look back at the little things that might not matter to anyone but me.
If any of my kids decide to have become parents.. I would like to share this books with my grandchildren…
I’m a believer of passing down memories, pictures and sometimes random information about people who might not be with us anymore.
I was 15 years old the first time I heard about Korean BBQ… it took another 15 years for me to make it to a Korean BBQ restaurant.
I took my sister who is visiting from Colombia while my husband took care of the kids.
The verdict on Korean BBQ…..
I LOVE IT!
We had beef, chicken, calamari, fish and zucchini. On the side we had some Miso soup.
Everything was delicious. I can’t believe I didn’t try it before.
I guess like the saying goes “Better late than never”
The first cookware set I bought it was from Walmart. The second was a gift from my parents and it lasted 8 years. Last week I bought what I call my first “grown up” cookware set.
I spent around 2 hours doing some research. I looked for online and in-store deals. I came across the brand Paderno.
The brand is Canadian and some of their products are manufactured in Prince Edward Island ( a East Coast province).
I choose this set for to reasons. First the non stick coating and second the color. I cook because I need to and not because I enjoy it. I’m a baker 🥧🍪.
I bought this cookware set with an open mind because every review is subjective about how you experience the product or place.
The first meal I made was an almost stir fry.
Shredded chicken, baby carrots, green beans, rice with a bit soy sauce and a bit of sesame seed oil.
The second dish I made was.. Pasta with chicken. I minced the garlic and cut some tomatoes. I used a small cube of butter to give it texture and a tiny bit of flavor.
My take away from this cookware set is that I LOVE IT! The non stick works amazingly, the food is evenly cooked, and the cooking time isn’t long at all. The temperature I used while cooking was low to medium.
If you can afford a good cookware set please buy one. I’m still not very fond of cooking but with this cookware set my overall experience has become more enjoyable.
*This review is my personal opinion. I purchased this product.
A person I love has been battling leukemia for over a year. Blood transfusions have been a life line for them. Now is time to give back.
I feel that is important to clear one thing… this post isn’t for praise. This post is to bring awareness to the importance of donating blood.
The process is very smooth. You get, there present you I.D. and since I was a 1st time donor I had to read a booklet. I answered around 20 questions on a tablet. Then I got number 61… I was called within 5 minutes. While I waited I had some chips and water. Then, there were other questions asked, blood pressure and a prick on the finger (why does that hurt so much?!) to test my hemoglobin.
I finished there, and within 5 minutes I was sitting in the chair ready to start the actual donation. I was a bit scared, the needle is bigger and I thought it was going to hurt a lot. The nurse was so sweet, she explained everything and I calmed down a lot. Once the needle went in, I was okay and it wasn’t painful. Again, I’m going to praise the nurse because she did a wonderful job at keeping my busy while she did her job.
It’s amazing to see your blood feel a bag within 15 min. It made me appreciate my body and how a simple act such as donating blood can help someone else.
After the blood bag was full I was given more chips and apple juice. Thankfully, I wasn’t dizzy, my arm was a bit sore and I got a small bruise.
I’m planning on donating blood twice a year. I hope you do to.
Blood is a gift we can all give and its literally a gift of life. When we all do a little to contribute, we can accomplish a lot.
If you are consistent with your workouts I’m little tiny bit jealous.
I’ve always understood the importance of exercise. I’ve experienced the benefits and the feeling after the work out… amazing.
So why am I not working out…. Am I lazy or exhausted or both?… I’m gonna go with both
Being a full time mom to 5 boys and a full time student is sometimes exhausting. Once the triplets were born I had to pause a lot of things in my life and exercise was one of them.
Yes, I move around a lot during the day but that is not exercise… I’ve decided to start from 0. During the triplets pregnancy I lost a lot of muscle mass.
For the last couple of days I’ve started my daily routine with this
( https://youtu.be/wPpObC5PnwM ) work out from the momsintofitness YouTube channel.
It has been challenging.. I have a long way to go just to get back to my pre pregnancy fitness level.
I’m sharing this with all of you because I need to be accountable.
I will post some updates on this once a month.
I know I will eventually get stronger but right now it feels impossible to achieve my goal..
*Remember to always speak with your health care provider before starting any diet or exercise.
In recent years, we’ve heard Margaret Atwood’s name quite a bit. The Handmaid’s Tale TV show has been a successful hit. The story has also been relevant in the women’s movements, specially in the U.S.A. I have never read her books but today that is going to change.
As you know by now I got a bunch of kids running around. Whenever I get the chance to read a book I use ebooks. I would prefer to read the printed version but I can’t risk going to the library or having the kids rip the book apart.
Today, I logged into the library’s catalog and I went to look for the Handsmaid’s Tale. All the copies are checked out so I browsed to see what else was there.
I came across Moral Disorder. I liked the cover, it was available and I checked it out..
Today I’ll start reading the book… I’ll try my best to finish it by the 12th!
Who else has a place where they throw most of their mail? For me… is a diaper box.
Most of the mail has been open when received. The issue is that I don’t organize it or shred it. In this box…I found cellphone bills from 4 years ago.
Last year we moved, I was so exhausted from packing and taking care of the kids…. I didn’t shred anything. With us came 5 boxes of diapers full of papers… 8 years worth of papers…
We moved in the summer. It wasn’t until December I shredded 2 boxes. 1 in May and 1 in August. The smallest and last box was left. As I thought about this list, one of the first things that popped into my mind was that box.
I see it as: Shredding the papers from my 20’s is a symbol of letting go and embracing a new decade.