Little Miss Attitude!

My daughter. My First born. My exact copy of me. If I were to run to Walgreens and ask for a copy of myself...I would get Ray-Lynn wrapped in a whole lotta attitude! (please note her new born picture) Ray-Lynn is only four months today but has so much personalty. There are only three people who get her smiles. Mommy, Daddy, and Tina (our babysitter). Anyone else puts off the "stranger danger" alert!

                                                           "WHO DAT!"

It was just four months ago when all she did was sleep:)

                                                             AND SLEEP....

                                                              AND SLEEP:)
And no matter how much I told her I loved her and kissed her baby cheeks, she always did exactly as I would...

wonder why I woke her up!

"yea, im watching u!"

but just like her mommy she gets over her anger and musters up a smile. My twin and I are planning a trip to my home town Houston May 6th. So, we are pretty excited about that...well I am. She, on the other hand, has no idea that she is goin to be strapped to mommy for four hours, while dealing with loud noises, jet lag, and creepy strangers googling her while say "omg, she is sooo cute". We are to arrive around mid-morning and head over to my Aunt Judy's house to say hello to new faces. My sister is expected to meet us over there and have dinner. We visit some friends, family, and then go back home to sunny California. So wish us luck because this is Ray-Lynns first flight and Im hoping I don't get any attitude!                                                          



The Good, The Bad, and The Lonely

Thinking back from my childhood I remember weekends at my grandpas, nights at my grandmas, and summers in Texas with my aunts. My childhood was complicated, so any time my siblings and I got a chance to go to their houses it was like a dog being saved from the dog bound. We're FREE! I can't help thinking how much joy and connection we all had with eachother as a family but as does everything else, time took a toll on our happiness. Eventually, my grandparents got sick, people got caught up in their "busy lives", and connection was lost. The love that was once so strong has decayed into almost non existence. We used to have christmas and thanksgiving at one house, now we are lucky to see eachother at all. Work, school, and hobbies can't be the blame for this but our own selfish acts. When my grandfather was alive, he was the cement that build our foundation and theres no doubt about that. I feel like a stranger in my own family tree.

Skinny is a Myth

I have done alot of research on baby blogs, new mothers, and I havent come across anyone who has expressed their fustration on losing the baby weight. So I guess everyone who has ever been preggers was a freak of nature and was a perfect size 2. So heres my confessions. I gained 60lbs during my pregnancy and have stretch marks the size of railroad tracks. There Ive said it but the problem is having every other mother come forward and say it too. I always come across the "perfect mom" who gave birth, then ran 6 laps around the hospital while coming home in her size 0 jeans. I, on the other hand, looked like somone after a buffet eating contest and I wasnt going home any lighter. So my new years resolution was to lose that baby weight and get into those infamous "skinny jeans". My skinny jeans are the jeans that caught my husbands eyes, now they r catching dust on the closet shelf. So what have I been doing to turn this -7 into a 10? Well, im running, condition training, and calorie counting. Is it working? no, ive lost a total of 5lbs in three months. What I think is even more annoying than working my butt of and seeing no results, is hearing other people give me very obvious advise. "maybe you should watch what you eat" "have you tried diet pills" and my favorite. "your not fat, you just had a baby". ok, but its been three and half months and I can officially no longer say "I just had a baby" but then again six months is the mark of weight loss. I was reading an article from a doctor who said that if you don't lose the weight with in six months after the baby is born, your fat is doomed to linger on ur body FOREVER! Well, he didnt exactly say that but he said that it will be harder to lose if you let it sit there. How can a woman workout when she has a little person wanting her 24/7? Who would a thought such a little person could completely change your body, mind, and soul?