Pride and Pregnancy

It's been years since my last post, life has continued but not in the hard core be the fastest and best athlete sort of way. I'm the normal sort of mom now. Working out is a part of my life, but not in the competition sort of way. I go for 4 mile runs, I leisurely hike with my children, I weight lift as many times a week as I can fit in. Then there's momming. I do it as best as I can or see is beneficial to them.

I'm reaching into my past and realizing the strength that grew in me from my younger years. There's always pain from digging into your past, but from pain you see the growth that made you who you are. I've realized I have compartmentalized certain aspects of my past just to move forward... Finding it difficult to recall memories because it would cause some level of discomfort to me in my current status. Suddenly, I have realized where my strength originates from... The discourse. I was such a young brazen soul that always thought, everything should be right in the world, the way I thought was morally right. Growing up for me was a challenge because I was constantly being presented with that which is not.

Now, looking back, I see that compartmentalizing this aspect of myself is of no benefit to my children. They need to be fully bathed in it. My life is in a part theirs, what good does it do them if they don't know me from where I came. My life and mind are stronger now. I'm happy to reignite my full family and bring them, my children, into the intimate folds of my life. I am better for it. I'm more whole for it. I know my closest people understand my ways. I'm just happy to see that I can reopen myself in my adult life and have my children be apart of it.

NOVEMBER 2016

Can it be?! I've completely forgotten to post!?

No!

Just too much has happened, as is life around this time. So picture collage here we go... please catch us up!

I've been trying to sell soap that I've been making in my spare time (while the kids are sleeping) check it out on :m&eSoapery )

We've made an attempt at making Thanksgiving traditions this year... it includes: baking pumpkin bread first thing in the morning (no matter how sick or tired you are) and trying to completely include both snotty nosed kids in your family with baking it, having a silly family DANCE PARTY, loving your sweet little family (of four humans, two dogs - one of which killed one of your sweet little chicks, now a flock of 14 chickens) with all of your being, eating food together, watching a silly Disney movie and taking a brisk walk in the fall air (that I will always tell my family, "it used to be a fresh northeastern snowy night walk" from when I was a lad)).

The stories of the last two months could only be said in pictures:

We do have a friend at our house every few months.

The skies sure are pretty when storms are coming... I wish more of them would come!

Eve loves Daddy and Daddy loves Eve.

Somehow we missed taking a picture with Grandpa Jeff while he has in town, but this was one of the food nights. We have been trying to incorporate the kids into our baking and cooking as much as possible.

One of the few things I have found to love about Fresno: the Zoo. It is so well done in many ways, and trying in the ways they know they could do better. It is really fun for us all.