Vacation has sucked so much. It’s day 20th and I’ve been sick every day since I arrived. Except that today while experimenting with Brazil’s “free medical system” I was sent this picture. Even though it’s been sucky for me, it’s been (& it continues to be) a blast for this little monkey. ❤️ I’m so grateful for that…. And I may finally be on the mend. 🙏
Four years ago, I was completely unaware that you’d arrived in the world and that shortly after your arrival you’d become the beacon of light in my life. Today is your birthday, but I’m the one who selfishly celebrates your life. You have taught me so much. You’ve shown me the power of love and gratitude.
You make my life richer and I’m a better person because I’ve met you. The shadows of the past no longer cloud my vision of the present and the future. I love you more than I believed possible and our bond has surely defied the laws of biology.
Thank you for choosing me as your mom and may each birthday honor you with wisdom, humility, health, self-confidence and strength. And may I live to see you become the woman you were born to be. I love you all the way to space, beyond the stars, for ever.
Ha quatro anos atras, eu nem imaginava que minha vida se completaria com a sua chegada tres meses depois. Voce foi a luz no meu momento mais escuro. Hoje, no seu aniversario, eu que celebro a felicidade que voce me trouxe. Tenho aprendido com voce mais do que eu sabia que poderia aprender. Voce me mostrou a forca verdadeira do amor e da gratidao.
Voce enriquece minha vida todos os dias e hoje sou uma pessoa melhor por sua causa. As sombras do passado nao cegam mais meu presente, nem meu futuro. A nossa relacao desafia as leis da biologia, pois eu te amo mais que pensava ser capaz.
Obrigada por me escolher como sua Mae. Que cada aniversario te traga sabedoria, humildade, saude, auto-confianca e forca. Espero poder te ver se transformar na mulher que eu sei que sera. Te amo ate o espaço, alem das estrelas, pra sempre.
Don’t all people take copious notes while getting a pedicure?
This morning my mother volunteered to watch my little girl for a few hours so I could have some quiet time and get my toes done. I thought I would take advantage and start reading California; however, I felt a bit like I was betraying Frida. She was inviting me into her apocalyptic world and I was having a spa experience—talk about juxtaposition.
I began note taking using Cornell Notes. It lasted until the break on page 8. I had never used this style of notes before, so I am really glad I experimented with them. I am now a firm believer that they should be used for non-fiction, informative pieces. I could have filled my entire notebook with just the first few chapters.
I hope that these notes do not contain spoilers…I figure that the first handful of pages won’t give too much away before next week.
We promise this level of professionalism is not required to read with us!
I promise I won’t reblog everything from the book club but honestly this made me tear up.
My daughter is simply the best thing that has ever happened to/for me. She teaches me so much more than she’s able to even grasp at almost four year old. Last week she caught a virus and a bacterial infection which allowed her to stay home FIVE days straight from pre-school.
Yesterday was the most challenging day in my short history of child rearing. She was tantrum-y, defiant, manipulative and unremorseful. What gives? I kept asking myself.
After several time-outs, heart to heart talks and good ol’ yelling, I went to sleep questioning everything about my parenting skills. She woke up today “trying” to act the same way. I woke up exhausted - physically & mentally - and was in no mood to entertain her toddler hormones, much less ignore them. After a handful of attempts to push my buttons, I dug deep inside to tell her how I felt exactly, like she was an adult.
The change was immediate. She ate her ENTIRE breakfast, she carried her own lunchbox to the car (she always complains it’s too heavy) and when she asked me to turn on the radio (drum roll) she said “Please.” She often uses the magic words, but in attempts to be funny, sometimes she won’t. Today she understood I was not messing around.