Hours of Operation

Naptime & after their bedtime but before mine. Mornings? Yah right

Real TAlk TV

The reason I love shows like Desperate Housewives and Grey's Anatomy and even reality tv like The Bachelor, is because they keep me from gossiping about real people. I'd even go as far as to say I'm a better person when I have shows I keep up with. TMZ and Inside Edition type shows fall in the category as well because celebrities are fair game to talk about with other people and not be petty just because they're famous. Otherwise thy wouldn't be celebs if no one talked about them right? 

I'd say gossiping is one of weaknesses. I always want to know who's doing what where when why and how. Just to know. And it's terrible. It's consuming and potentially destructive. That is why I'm better off talking about fake people and fake stories because then there is no possibility of anyone getting hurt. 

My phone makes me a sucky mom

It's true. My kids, yes both of them, are totally aware when I'm splitting my attention between them and my phone. I have so much information at my fingertips to aid my parenting by answering my questions, diagnosing illnesses, connecting with other moms and giving me great ideas of fun things I do and make, yet I AM A BETTER MOM WITHOUT ALL THAT. 

One reason I bring my phone everywhere is to take pictures. Family history right? Well my pictures go to Instagram which I use for documentation/scrapbooking, and then after I post I can't help but keep checking to see who saw and comments on it! And it doesn't help that I link my Instagram to fb, that's double the likes and comments I like checking. Because its fun to see who sees how awesome your kids are and how happy you are. Ha! you feel me? But it's also a big distraction and doesn't really matter in the end! 

I'd like I implement tech ciestas in our household. Everything off at least once a day. 

Kids know, and they act accordingly. 

We wonder why when kids have all the toys in the room, they drop everything and go straight for our cells phones... Well because WE LOVe oUr TOys! They see it glued to our hands and face and pick up its value to us. Monkey see monkey do! 

I told myself I wanted to disconnect. And I feel hypocritical as I sit here and blog (at least I waited till both babies were sleeping) but I feel like my mind can rest easier if I let it play out here. I love technology, but everything has a time and place. 

So here's to recommitting to reconnecting with the present. Being with those physically with you, sharing air and space. Being present. Not looking back because you're not going that way. (That's a whole other post for another nap time) and paying something we can all afford...ATTENTION! 

Oo oos

 Can I just say breast feeding makes me feel superhuman. The woman's body is amazing and I wish our society would grow up and let the children eat in public!! It's about as natural as food sources get.  This post amuses me about 58 uses of breast milk

And I don't see why people are grossed out about consuming or using it as an adult and yet don't think drinking animal  hormones from a cows boob is weird. Ya'll got it twisted. 

Oo oos ( Roxi's attempt to pronounce "suesues") 

Ah Sugar

 If you live in a place like hawaii you know the value of hair removal. Found this recipe on Pinterest and was crazy enough to try it. 

Sugaring 

2cups white sugar

1/4 cup lemon juice

1/4 cup water

Combine all ingredients and bring to a SLOW boil. Simmer till a brown sugary color (aprox 20 min) DON'T rush it or it won't set right and either harden too quickly or just stick to your skin. 

(I usually half the recipe, but after its cooked you can store what you don't use and save it for next time)

How to do the dang thang

After its cooled, should be a putty/paste consistency. Clean area you want to remove hair from, and dry completely. Use a little baby powder if you want.  Apply sugar AGAiNST hair growth, rub a few times to make sure it grabs the hair and then rip WITH the direction of hair growth. (Waxing is the opposite) then roll up and reapply till hair is bye bye! 

Here's one of a few videos I watched to learn the technique http://youtu.be/6PUcoTG_Mqw

Bottom line:

-Hella cheap (I've saved hundreds already I kid you not)

-Easy to clean up (esp if you get it stuck, which I've done before) just use soap and water. 

-Smooth results  (last up to two weeks)

I'm so confident and stoked off this I will share with you that I successfully did my own bikini wax okayyyy. What other convincing do you need! 

Flip Flop

So I posted before I had baby boy about how our world was going to be flipped upside down again upon his arrival... that was an UNDERSTATEMENT.  When I describe to people my feelings the past almost 4 months. I can see a Postpartum Depression diagnosis about to be slapped across my forehead. I am not depressed. I feel actually quite the opposite, I feel hopeful and empowered and in love but... I hate people and the world.

I don't want my cellphone (but I do because I want to take pictures of my babies, and well then they end up on instagram of course)
I don't want to check my voicemails
I don't want to read my emails
I don't want to call anyone
I don't want to make plans
I don't want any commitments
I don't want any added responsibilities
I don't want to waste my time and emotion worrying how people feel, or what people think of me
I don't want to apologize for any of these feelings
I don't want to explain or justify my feelings to anyone
I don't want to do anything I don't want to do


I want to create my family, MY WORLD. All I want to do are the things that make me happy. Which lately revolve around my FAMILY. I want to interact with my husband and babes. I want to cut out what really doesn't matter. SIMPLIFY. I want to cut off the world. disconnect. I want to use my time wisely because it goes SO FAST. I will respond to the outside on my own time, when I want. I want to learn. PROGRESS. I want to eat good food. NURTURE those I love.

This may sound selfish or crazy, but I'm CRAZY GOOD. I highly recommend it.

Blocked

I hate how I never post because when I get to the actual writing part I way over think it. I have some epic post in my head that just never make it to the web. I've read too many other blogs that are so well written, I have to stop letting that discourage my own flow! So now that the disclaimer is out now I may proceed to out pour my deepest thoughts and desires!