Birthday week DAY- TRES

Ah shit, I was supposed to post every day leading up tp the big day ...oooops
Day 3 was uneventful, I got caught up in reading Twilight, yes folks, I gave into the mania!!
My little sis hung around and helped me w/ most of my birthday-pinterest projects!!

Birthday week..DAY-DOS!!

Pictures throught the months ..
He has changed sooo much!!
I love him to pieces

rumbunctious

Birthday week DAY-UNO!

So I've expressed my goal & dream to one day become a photographer.

Obviously I have practiced on my kiddo many many times

And I will continue to practice on him. 

While I'm not even remotely ready to be a professional 

L allowed me to do his birthday pictures

I clearly gave him a family discount ; )

I took him to a forest preserve

Along with balloons

Him dressed so damn cute, with a bow and all

and I started shooting,

I still have to edit a lot, In order for me to like my silly little pictures

I know They aren't the best focused or sharp

My equipment isn't there yet

But still I tried to capture him smiling 

I'm starting to realize, Photography is hard.

Yet I will continue to pursue the dream.

These are the pictures I took of my son for his invite, I feel kinda silly because I feel anyone can do this. 

This one ultimately made it to the invite, not sure why but I loove it (below)

Forgive me..

I have failed in mentioning some of my strongest supporters in all aspects of my life. Close to two years ago when I had my loss. I found myself researching and trying to find an answer to why this happened to me, I came across this little website called Webmd. I typed in miscarriage, all these different links to facts and statistics came up. Along with those links came the "board". For months after my m/c I allowed myself to lurk around. I read story after story, some sounded just like mine, others were beyond tragic. After falling pregnant I joined a new board, this was called ; Pregnancy after loss. Everyone here was holding on to some hope. We were all basically hoping for the best but always knowing that the worst was to come or could come. That if it happened once or twice it could happen again. These women became my dearest friends. It feels so weird to write that because I have yet to know them in person. In October it will be two years since I joined, and I'm so thankful I did.

We come from all walks of life. Some of us newly married, some divorced, some single. All different ages, I think I'm among the younger of the crew. We also have all different backgrounds and we all come from different cities.From WA state to FL and in between.Some of us breastfeed and co-sleep, others bottle feed and cloth diaper .The one thing we have in common apart from our losses & love for our kiddos is mutual respect. Even with so many different types of women in our little group, we've all managed to avoid disagreements. Mainly because we support each other's decisions. We don't dwell on the "mommy wars". While I do believe breast milk is best, I have never and never will judge another mother for her choices.Motherhood is hard enough, our society is already doing that for us. We have fun discussing each others private lives and making fun of lame exes. They have been there through my pregnancy and my child's first year of life, and I hope they stick around for many more. I love those girls.

This July & September I will meet two of them. I already feel like I know them, since I'm closer to them than my "real" friends. I'm so excited to meet them, and to hold those sweet little babies I've seen grow up via pictures.

Haircut pictures

I have to admit that I wasn't feeling it a first.

After she was done butchering my sweet love

my first thought was..Dreadful 

I know I'm supposed to always think my child is beautiful

but I can still be critical of someone else's work.

It has grown on me, and now love it

I love it because it is him not because the haircut itself suddenly was good.

She wasn't a very good stylist, but she tried.

Next time we shall go some where else

Lately..

I forced myself to write a post on father's day. Other than that I haven't had time, the usual time I write is after the kiddo goes to sleep, lately I've been just as tired. Lucas has been just changing before my eyes. He is such a smarty pants. He hasn't really expanded his vocab other than Mamamama & pa or dad, oh and no of course and si!!.He points so much at everything. I think it's good. He will point and I will explain the name in both in English and Spanish. My sister thinks he's a genius because apparently he knows where things go. For example, if you take something from him, he automatically knows where the item is. I guess in her psychology class they discussed how babies usually figure the item has disappeared. LOL. Either way I'm hella proud. We are also doing tons of animal noises. Also still potting!! I think he went a little nuts with knowing how to stand and walk. He no longer wanted to sit on there, after I heard a "clue" (grunt/shake or look) He wouldn't want to sit. Getting him to sit has been the hardest part now. Recently however he is loving it. Its our other special time, apart from nursing. T.M.I.We sit there, I also go (you know) and he goes. Poop & pee!!!! I'm so damn proud, because I know at this age the last last thing he wants to do is sit there. I think he's miles away from being able to hold his bladder ect.. but I think he knows as soon as I place him to "let go" Or its an urge, who knows. I'm pretty much just winging this. I seriously have so much to say I can't write enough about us. Anyway, He is so much fun, he plays with us. He laughs & cries so damn cute. We play ring around the rosie, so much. He never ever tires of it. He is the most amazing little guy ever. He got his first haircut, of course crazy mama me, saved his locks : D. 


On the Mama & Pop side, We are working on being not only a team but a stronger team. I think he's ok with L self-weaning. He has been working to be better for us for me!!. And I for him. On the Immigration side, I'm close to having all the money for the lawyer, We suck at saving. I think I'm gonna make a goal post and that should be at the very top. 


That is all I can think of. 

Is it papa or dada or dad

I think we've officially confused our little babe. We're not what you call consistent. Therefore I think L is having a hard time with language. Yes he says mammama not mama or da dada not dad.  I don't worry about him speaking because he can communicate pretty darn well, with gestures and pointing ect, . I just don't want to confuse him. Anyway our Father's day was pretty lame. I wasn't part of the celebration with my son and dh. I was working so I missed lunch. My dh and his brothers took my f.i.l out, so I had a late lunch with my M.i.l.. Got a little more info on her. When we were done I was supposed to go to my dad's but my fatigue was so bad I had to go lay down. Can you say sucky daughter.

A little about my dad, He is a little stubborn. That is exactly where I get my stubbornness from. He can move mountains with his screams. As kids he never hit us. He didn't believe in that. It was so rare that I remember the only one time he "played spanked" me. I think he was trying to be tough but didn't succeed too. I'm thankful that he wasn't that type of dad. Spanking is violence and leads to more violence. Anyway he doesn't have the best relationship with his family. He also has a really bad relationship with my mother. He loves his kids trully, and has always been an example to follow. I'm proud to say that he doesn't smoke or drink, well only on special occasions. He doesn't like tattoos but allowed me to pierce my nose, mouth and whatever other area I'd wanted. We've always had a great relationship. He has helped me through life's tough times. He isn't the softest guy and sometimes is very blunt when it comes to "feelings". But I love him even when his tact for sensitiveness fails him. He is my father and I am his daughter. His first one. He is also a great gandpa. He loves my child so much, I would trust him with my child's life any time. He is a great man above all

I love you dad.

Haha the picture above makes me smile because my 3 lovely boys are in the picture. Lucas was in the belly!!!!!!

Helluva Party for a helluva man..

This weekend we finally had my hubs graduation party. It was such a blast. Everyone came over, and we had tostadas and tacos. Also some delicious tamales.Not cooked by me, My mom had that job. I decorated and my father in law provided us with endless beer for the masses. I'm really getting into entertaining. I'm drawn towards details. Once we  own a home, I see us throwing tons & tons of parties. For now we shall throw our parties at my mother in laws huge backyard. Anyway the point of the party was to celebrate my husband, and that was achieved. He seemed so happy, all his friends made it. They seriously are the best. He is so lucky to have them, and vice versa. I came along when he was finishing his first year. I remember him failing a couple of classes that semester. (Ha ha ....) We had some great times. We still do, just different. Congratulations to my dear beloved. I am extremely proud of him. He's now talking about going back and getting his Masters. I will be here sitting next to him as he does his homework next time, and when he's crabby about going to class. That's what we wives do : ) at least the good ones.

Boy & dirt

What is it about dirt that makes boys nuts!!
Or kids in general.
I don't have a baby girl, but I was one. 
And yes, I loved getting messy & dirty.
L is getting into everything, yet we haven't baby proofed.
I guess it just means We have to be on our feet at all times.
Times like these, I really wish we had a house with more space. 
I want him to explore his little heart out. 
To be a kid as long as he possibly can.
With boundaries and rules of course.
I never want that sense of adventure to ever leave his little body.
This is just the beginning

These days

We've been so busy, This weekend is my Dh's Fiesta de graduacion. 

Finally after 4 yrs of schooling my dh has graduated. 

We are so proud of him!!. I've been planning and buying stuff.

 Spending money is easy to do. 

Lucas is just along for the ride.

 I took my best amateurish pictures of him for his 1st birthday. 

We've been in and out of the house.

 Sometimes nursing him is our only relaxing time. Also big news..

I think we will start TTC babe # 2.

 I still have yet to get my menstrual period, so I think it will take a while to get pregg.

 I'm not gonna chart anything, we're just gonna wing it. 

It's basically how we do everything.

 We are not a great planners.

 I can't even imagine our lives with two kids. Havoc!!!!

Sorry for the random rambling these days.

All grown up :/

THIS WILL TAKE SOME TIME GETTING USED TO....