around my universe

I think I have forgotten about this little space in about something weeks. Im so bad at posting but when I get back in  my groove  Im in full force. ha! something I guess... well i've had my hands full lately. Im changing  things up.


 I recently was requested by a mom at my sons school  , whom by the way is in his class (this boy), if i could pick him up and take him . Because she has no one to watch over him,  they have a big family but im not sure what really is happening.  It's three days a week  and she threw in this Tuesday 20 hours a week.... the question that I pondered was whether i should speak of pay. Honestly, she didn't bring it up neither did I ... But I mean is it even appropriate?


well that's that.

On the other hand Im getting ready for the year ending so Im trying to organise bits and pieces around the house. I want the new year to start fresh, no crazy things lying around in my corners....hahahahaha...

Growing up is fun to do

theres always some kind of funny faces, camera ready poses, crayon written mirror stories going on around here. You can hear endless laughter, uberly loud non stop crying. And the words,"no it's mine" back and forth, but at the end of the day it is so worth it. The thought and the idea that my two babies keep me on my feet and give me a reason , is good enough to enjoy myself here with them. I don't know what I would do without them. Yea, my house isn't always sparkling clean , but at least I have the unconditional love of my babies. As i get the opportunity to see them grow, I'm beyond humbled to have the opportunity to be a mom. I love it and I never want it to end. Me belief is that our kids can't ever outgrow us, because they will always need us ....(so i assume).. i love being a SAHM , and yea things are a bit intense, but this is only once in a lifetime shot, our kids are only small so long , and I say why not enjoy every minute and breathing second.

I'll take endless photos if I have to .... and here are just a couple of moments...

Mondays , i ain't feeling you .

I'm not a fan of Mondays, never have and never will be . When this day comes around , all I wanna do is hide under the covers go to sleep so when I wake up , bam it's Wed. at least. But the universe doesn't work that way, man if only  I had magical powers it would be all good. Here I am with the case of the Mondays, and I have a heck of a busy day ahead of me.  My mom went out of town and she told she'd be coming today , I'm stressing it..... *sighs*. It's like she new I had things to catch up so she decided to come visit out of all days. But it's all good , but I still don't like Mondays. shit is so hectic around here, that I feel myself going crazy. I'm bad at organizing and keeping tidy without loosing it . Many moms tell me the same, that it's really hard to be all together when you have children . eh! i don't know but I'm hating this Monday...... I have to look at it and be optimistic  so at least it will fly by ...Let the day roll and the time fly , because the new time change really feels like it made the day that much longer , don't you agree?

                                              (on my monday rambles..
                                                picture off pinterest)

Day of the Dead

Day of the dead is such a huge tradition in my native  land of mexico, and here in the states(which i am very proud of). It's the  first and second day of November . Many paint their faces,  while others wear mask and wear Gothic like dresses, or resemble a skull like couple.This day brings all kinds of generations together.I love how deep this tradition is .  where we can unite to  remember our loved ones who have passed away.

Every time this year is really hard for me. Because it's this and everyday that I celebrate my grandma . I celebrate her as if she were here.But this day specifically is celebrated all over. I like to think that her spirit is here and that she knows that she is never forgotten.


 When I was nine years old my grandma died and being around her in those last moments really has somehow stayed with me . I haven't yet set  closure to the thought of her being gone and her death. Maybe , it's the fact that I have a hard time letting go of things , or its just that in my childhood years she was the only when there when I felt lonely and who never abused ME mentally .It dawns on me constantly what i went through, but I always knew that I could count on her. All in all she was amazing to me , I've heard many different stories of the hardcore Mexican grandma that we had , but my version of her  was different . In the end I can't ever view her as any less then what I remember her. There is one thing , that I am sure of , and if her death taught me something is this; that no matter what happens in your family ,always keep our loved ones close , because in any given moment they can be gone . As a grown up  , I've come to understand life a whole lot better, why people are the way that are and why we do the things that might not always seem right. But the one thing that just never goes away , no matter how grown we are, always love your  family.

 While gazing around at the day of the dead  festival, everything became so real again. Seeing these massive alters full of candles,pictures and things that they loved , it hurt to see many still mourning , because I'm mourning her death still.  Death is never easy , nothing can ever take that pain away.  AND EVEN THOUGH HER GRAVE IS SOOOOO FAR AWAY , MY WAY OF SHOWING HER HOW MUCH SHE MEANS TOO ME , IS BY GOING TO THESE FESTIVALS.



As I type this I start thinking wow, next year it will 20 years since she passed.

"i love you nana".  (i have so many things running through my head , that I can't think straight, please excuse my  scatter  brain .)

This post is a day or so late , but it's still the beginning of the month .  so with that said ," feliz dia de los muertos (happy day of the dead) 

(I forgot my camera  so here are just some of the things that kinda sum my night)



(pictures:pinterest)



WE CAME, WE SAW .