Semana Santa.

Semana Santa means spring break for two weeks for us here in Mexico. Having all 3 kiddos home with me all day for two weeks was going to mean I needed to find ways to keep us busy. And of course J couldn't be around to help much so it was on me to find things to do. I admit, it was kind of nice not having to get the kids up early and ready for school, and definitely didn't mind not having to drive 2 hrs everyday getting them to and from school. 

We got invited to a birthday party and it took place at a place called Club Atlas. This place was unbelievably nice. I tried to see if we could get a membership there, but the price was outrageous! So hopefully there will be more parties there in the future.

I had heard a lot about this water park called Tobolandia. I heard it was a good one, but that it was far away. I was able to arrange to go with some friends and we took the drive out to Chapala and spent the day at the waterpark. It was a party! I was pleasantly surprised at how nice it was! I was happy we went and happy the kids had so much fun. 

Another place I discovered during this break was a park, called Parque Metropolitano. This park is HUGE. And they have trampolines that are available to rent, which would have been awesome, only the park was so busy the day we went, so there was no way to rent one. But good to know for next time. 

Another event that took place, an event which I really wish would never have happened, was Noah got stitches. See what happened was...I got a knock on my door, and it was the neighbors two houses down, telling me about something that happened to Noah. Of course I didn't get everything they were saying since it was in Spanish, but I pretty much understood that something was wrong. I freaked, called J and told him (before I knew what was wrong) to get home asap. They showed me the way to the bathroom, and my first image was my 5 yr old son laying in some stranger's arms, with his face covered in blood and a big nasty gash in his forehead. When I see things like this, I get weak. Not just because of all the blood, obviously. But because he just seemed so little and yet he was so tough. He wasn't crying or freaking out. He seemed so calm. I was so grateful for that. I was also so incredibly grateful for my neighbors and the way they showed care and concern for him. It was a blessing that he went to their house (apparently he and his buddies tried to come home first, but I guess I didn't hear) but if I would've had to deal with the situation on my own, I would've been a wreck. 
J came home immediately after I called and took him to the hospital to get stitches. Noah, such a tough guy. Didn't cry when he got the stitches either. So how did this happen?! He was messing around on J's trailer and fell off. 
Boys will be boys...?? 


Some other fun things our break consisted of...
Easter
Trip to Galerias mall
Museum

 

 

  
So now kids are back in school, and I openly admit, this is a good thing! Back to our schedule. It will be nice. 


Good:One of my friends who left to AZ is coming back tomorrow! Yeah for more friends in MX!
Bad: I am in the middle of potty training Lola. It is the death of me. She mostly decides to go potty everywhere, except the toilet. Being patient with her is proving to be most difficult. 

Loving: "If you want your life to change...your choices must change and TODAY is the BEST day of your life to BEGIN."

lazy blogger.

What can I say? I have been slacking on the blog. The days just seem to fly by and if ever I have a moment to sit down, I usually spend the time reading or watching a show. I feel it necessary to document a few things...

My girls on V-Day

Lover took me out for Vday to a nice steak dinner and Yogurtland.

This is Rio Caliente. A river that is naturally very very warm. Kids had a blast. Me..not so much.

She loves Nutella.

Took the kiddos to yoga.

Great friends of ours, Lucas and Brittany. She had a birthday and lucky for us we went to one of my favorite restaurants, Santo Coyote!

Santo Coyote.

Noah celebrating his birthday at school.

Noah's teachers, both English and Spanish. These women are saints. He is a busy person.

Can't believe my boy is 5.

 So it's good to be busy. The time really does fly these days. I am thankful for that. I am busy teaching English, making cinnamon rolls at J's school, kids, homework, swim lessons...it's crazy. J is doing very well in school. I am proud of how hard is he working. Although, it's not so fun that he's gone so much. But I remind myself...it's TEMPORARY. 

Good: I have been making more friends with other moms at the kids' school. It's really fun meeting new people.

Bad: I have to give a talk in church on Sunday. In Spanish. "nuf said.

"Life is short. Live your dream. Share your passion."

lola rose.

January is kind of "blah" month. I mean, it starts in October. All the fun. Halloween, then Thanksgiving, and of course Christmas. Then topping it off with New Year's. It's a few months of just pure fun and activities. Then January comes and it's kind of just "blah." Nothing to really be excited about really. 

Except for me. 

I had my last baby in January. 

And today she is two! 

I can't believe it has really been two years since I had her. I love that she was born in January. It gives us another excuse to do something fun and to be excited about something. She has started to recognize so many things lately, which makes it so entertaining to be around her. Mostly, I love that she loves to sing the birthday song, particularly when we get to the part that we say her name. She is a feisty little person. Since she was tiny, it has always felt as if she was a big girl stuck in a baby's body. She wants to do what everyone else is doing. 

Lola is social. 

Lola is happy.

Lola looks like her dad.

Lola is definitely the baby of the family.

Lola has two mommies.

Lola loves shoes. 

Lola is a princess. 

I'm so glad she was born...Miss Lola Rose. 

 

back at it.

The holidays came.

The holidays went.

Too fast.

But we were able to be home in Arizona and it was perfect. We stayed with my sister for the entire visit, which was totally insane, but I will always treasure it. I had the privilege of attending both of my cousins' weddings and being a bridesmaid in one of them. My kids got to spend Christmas morning with Grandma and they were so happy. I enjoyed time with my family members, time that it very special to me. I got to be with my friends, which for me, means more than they could imagine. Being able to do all of this was enough to fill my cup. And this time, it was hard to say goodbye again. I'm not sure why, but this time, saying goodbye, was harder than ever.

But we are back at it here in Guadalajara and it feels good to be back in our own place. It feels good to start a new year. A new year means new goals and new projects. 

So I have to make a conscious decision, sometimes every.single.day. Which is, I cannot walk away from this experience thinking of it as the worst time of my life. What a waste! I want to speak Spanish better. I want my kids to know Spanish. I want my kids to make friends and be happy here. I want my husband to be successful in his endeavors. I want to accomplish so much. I want to walk away, bigger, stronger, smarter, happier. I have to chose this. Every.Single.Day. 

Hardest thing.Ever.

"The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything."

Happy January. 

Happy 2012.

 

Good: I can run again. I mean it just feels good to run. And I need to do a lottaaa runninnnnnn!

Bad: They say this year is the worst year for medical school. Hmmm..what do I even say to that right now?!

Loving: One more time...

"The happiest people don't have the best of everything, they just make the best of everything."

XO