The one thing I've learned in 6 months is that my husband absolutely can not stand when kids do not respect their parents. I have seen it over and over, but something last night clicked.
My husband is constantly advising his nieces and nephews to love your parents, to respect them etc. He's often tells them they must listen to them etc.
My husband has all the patience in the world when it comes to my girls. He thinks they are just the cherry on top. He loves to show them off and tell everyone they are his, and my kids LOVE that kind of attention. They love to feel like we are all the same family unit. We are! Well my middle daughter loves to give her mom a run for her money around bedtime, EVERY NIGHT.
Each night our night ends the SAME way. Liliana, please listen to your mother. Liliana don't give your mom such a hard time, she loves and adores you. Liliana, you are such a beautiful little girl and you are acting very ugly. Liliana, do you know that in the bible you need to respect your mom and dad? Respect your mother. I almost get more tired of hearing him trying to talk her into it than I do her whining, crying, and complaining. (I've dealt with her for 9 years!!)
Anyway, Liliana says to me the other night. Mom, Papi is always happy unless anyone disrespects you. I said, yeah, so you don't keep him happy at night. She had a point. That night while laying in bed my mind wandered and I realized. She is right!! He is constantly telling them.
I spoke to him about it, and he said his mom is his world before I came into his life. She gave up her entire life to raise 5 kids. His father passed away when his baby brother was a toddler, so he feels like all the weight went onto her shoulders. He promised God if there was anyway he could ever help her he would. He said I made the same pact about you to God. I told God, Lord, this beautiful woman is a single mom to 4 children, if I could be apart of her life I will love, adore, and help her with her children and any chance I get to show them how to help her I will.
He sure has done this for me! What a love I've found!! <3
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Friday, July 26, 2013
Bear With Me...
Hey I will be changing my blog over to wordpress and when I do I think you will see a lot more posts. I am going to work on a new project with the kids.
My oldest daughter Lidia is addicted to youtube videos. I have a kids filter on her computer so I know what she is searching for, but she's a good kid. She loves watching the daily videos people put up. Are you familiar with them? She would like to have us try as a family to video blog (Vlog) daily for 1 month and see if its something we can do for awhile.
Actually I poo-poo'd it at first. Then I got thinking about how people LOVE reality TV, and well.. There is no such show about living in the Dominican Republic :)
I figured I could VLOG about differences here. Things that I love, and other things that aren't so loved :)
Stay tuned and you might see a little more into my life. As if I have time for this.. lol.. No, this will be like 10 minutes a day, cause Lidia will edit the videos and put them up.. Will be part of her homeschool projects :) She can learn a lot from this and teach her sisters. It will also hold me accountable for a lot of things.. :)
Stay tuned ;)
My oldest daughter Lidia is addicted to youtube videos. I have a kids filter on her computer so I know what she is searching for, but she's a good kid. She loves watching the daily videos people put up. Are you familiar with them? She would like to have us try as a family to video blog (Vlog) daily for 1 month and see if its something we can do for awhile.
Actually I poo-poo'd it at first. Then I got thinking about how people LOVE reality TV, and well.. There is no such show about living in the Dominican Republic :)
I figured I could VLOG about differences here. Things that I love, and other things that aren't so loved :)
Stay tuned and you might see a little more into my life. As if I have time for this.. lol.. No, this will be like 10 minutes a day, cause Lidia will edit the videos and put them up.. Will be part of her homeschool projects :) She can learn a lot from this and teach her sisters. It will also hold me accountable for a lot of things.. :)
Stay tuned ;)
Monday, July 15, 2013
Rubbing Off on the Kids
If you have visited my home since I've been married, you will know that my husband calls me his Queen. Sounds so silly in English to me, but in Spanish it's so sweet. Mi Reina. Sometimes he calls me his Doll. Usually if he is asking someone where I am. And my doll, have you sen her is what he will say! So swet.
A man who has been a bachelor for over 40 years really adjusted AWESOMELY to the married life. We laugh cause in the beginning he had a few embarrassing moments. Not used to calling someone my love all the time so a few times he got in odd situations. Like when he got off the motortaxi (concho) and said. Thanks my love! hahaha.. We were laughing as he tried to cover up and say something else. Or when he slips and calls his mother my love, etc.. Since the first month of marriage there hasn't been so many mess ups..
Speaking of changes and mess ups, I am truly amazed at something. He was so used to always having the seat up when he was done cause he lived alone for so many years that I NEVER thought we'd break him of the habit but I told him anyway. I said.. My love, me and the girls are NOT used to going into the bathroom and finding the seat up. He said, Really? I said yeah. He said, Your ex never kept the seat up? I said no.. He said, "Ok, no problem, I can put it down." never again has it been left up! How awesome is this man?! haha
My husband will follow me around with the fan. Everywhere I go he will pop up with the fan for me. I've gotten rather used to it and spoiled. He will even assess the situation and check for the best place to put it. He's got all kinds of strategies.
Lastnight, my husband said Doll, I'm going to take your fan for a 1/2 hour ok? I said sure. I had just gottten out of the shower, and wasn't hot. I was fine. He wanted to use the fan to dry some clothes that he had washed and the sun wasn't out.
About 5 minutes later the fan is faced at me and I giggle, as I turn around it's my middle daughter!! Mom, I don't want you to sweat, is this good? She gave me her fan!! What a sweetheart!! She then got a lecture from Cacique...EXCELLENT JOB!! That's what I'm always telling you, he says to her. You need to always make sure you treat your mother like a queen! -- It is definitely rubbing off on the kids!!
One last thing about the fan. I moved out of the zone tonight and was guarding the door while the kids were going to sleep. (They were arguing about who was moving the bed, etc..) As I'm in the doorway I had to laugh as my husband put the fan in the hallway to make sure it was facing me!!! He's so hysterical!!! :) <3
A man who has been a bachelor for over 40 years really adjusted AWESOMELY to the married life. We laugh cause in the beginning he had a few embarrassing moments. Not used to calling someone my love all the time so a few times he got in odd situations. Like when he got off the motortaxi (concho) and said. Thanks my love! hahaha.. We were laughing as he tried to cover up and say something else. Or when he slips and calls his mother my love, etc.. Since the first month of marriage there hasn't been so many mess ups..
Speaking of changes and mess ups, I am truly amazed at something. He was so used to always having the seat up when he was done cause he lived alone for so many years that I NEVER thought we'd break him of the habit but I told him anyway. I said.. My love, me and the girls are NOT used to going into the bathroom and finding the seat up. He said, Really? I said yeah. He said, Your ex never kept the seat up? I said no.. He said, "Ok, no problem, I can put it down." never again has it been left up! How awesome is this man?! haha
My husband will follow me around with the fan. Everywhere I go he will pop up with the fan for me. I've gotten rather used to it and spoiled. He will even assess the situation and check for the best place to put it. He's got all kinds of strategies.
Lastnight, my husband said Doll, I'm going to take your fan for a 1/2 hour ok? I said sure. I had just gottten out of the shower, and wasn't hot. I was fine. He wanted to use the fan to dry some clothes that he had washed and the sun wasn't out.
About 5 minutes later the fan is faced at me and I giggle, as I turn around it's my middle daughter!! Mom, I don't want you to sweat, is this good? She gave me her fan!! What a sweetheart!! She then got a lecture from Cacique...EXCELLENT JOB!! That's what I'm always telling you, he says to her. You need to always make sure you treat your mother like a queen! -- It is definitely rubbing off on the kids!!
One last thing about the fan. I moved out of the zone tonight and was guarding the door while the kids were going to sleep. (They were arguing about who was moving the bed, etc..) As I'm in the doorway I had to laugh as my husband put the fan in the hallway to make sure it was facing me!!! He's so hysterical!!! :) <3
Saturday, July 13, 2013
I have a Maid -- Don't Judge
I live in a 3rd world country or as many people like to say, it's NOT 3rd world it's a developing nation! Yes it is, but the one thing I LOVE about here is that services are VERY cheap. To give you an idea, of prices you can get your nails done with acrylics, or any other (fiberglass or gel) for about 7-8 dollars! That is awesome.. In NY you can get them done cheaply for $25, up to $50 and even more for gels and stuff.
Another service that is very cheap is to hire someone to work in your home. They will cook, clean, and take care of your kids or do whatever you want them to do. Most will iron the family's clothes daily. We aren't stuck up enough to have her iron our clothes for us. lol. Nah we just are a simple family in which we wear and go.
So I will not only miss this:
I will also miss my maid!! What? Don't judge me! It's cheap here, and if you had the chance you would do it too, admit it!!
I have a friend who has said to me a few times in conversation that she can't have a maid here because she has to be the wife and show her man she takes care of the house and cooks. Many Dominican men may feel that way about a woman. I am so fortunate because my husband doesn't feel that way at all. When he was younger his mom had 2 servants also! That's how him and his sisters grew up! Unfortunately his father passed away at a VERY young age, and left the family with very little. When it ran out my husband had to pick up the slack. He worked his butt off to save his mother's house and put food on the table. His sisters learned to cook and clean and his mom worked as well as helped with the house. So my husband LOVES that we can afford a maid. He wants me to be treated like a queen that I am. *smile*
One more thing is I work full-time, go to college online, and homeschool 3 kids. I think I deserve a maid :) . My husband agrees. My husband makes a hefty income here for a Dominican man, so it's not a big thing. His mother on the other hand hates that we have so many expenses. She tells my husband he needs to get rid of the maid and cook for me and teach the kids to clean. My husband is awesome with helping me to teach the kids that when they take something out, they need to put it back.
Another good friend and I were talking about having maids. She and her husband chose to not get a maid as it may not be good for the kids to think others should pick up for them, or cook.. well that's not really how the conversation went but I can't put it into words. What she said TOTALLY makes sense, but my time has always been limited here, so there are plenty more years to teach the girls that we need to take care of our stuff, etc. I totally agree with this friend and her husband (They are awesome) but their move here is pretty permanent well as of now.. Ok, ok.. So I know I have a lot of reteaching to do with the kids.. lol
Actually my oldest daughter can make a lot of Dominican dishes, so she will cook, and I will clean.. arghhh... maybe not ;)
Another service that is very cheap is to hire someone to work in your home. They will cook, clean, and take care of your kids or do whatever you want them to do. Most will iron the family's clothes daily. We aren't stuck up enough to have her iron our clothes for us. lol. Nah we just are a simple family in which we wear and go.
So I will not only miss this:
I have a friend who has said to me a few times in conversation that she can't have a maid here because she has to be the wife and show her man she takes care of the house and cooks. Many Dominican men may feel that way about a woman. I am so fortunate because my husband doesn't feel that way at all. When he was younger his mom had 2 servants also! That's how him and his sisters grew up! Unfortunately his father passed away at a VERY young age, and left the family with very little. When it ran out my husband had to pick up the slack. He worked his butt off to save his mother's house and put food on the table. His sisters learned to cook and clean and his mom worked as well as helped with the house. So my husband LOVES that we can afford a maid. He wants me to be treated like a queen that I am. *smile*
One more thing is I work full-time, go to college online, and homeschool 3 kids. I think I deserve a maid :) . My husband agrees. My husband makes a hefty income here for a Dominican man, so it's not a big thing. His mother on the other hand hates that we have so many expenses. She tells my husband he needs to get rid of the maid and cook for me and teach the kids to clean. My husband is awesome with helping me to teach the kids that when they take something out, they need to put it back.
Another good friend and I were talking about having maids. She and her husband chose to not get a maid as it may not be good for the kids to think others should pick up for them, or cook.. well that's not really how the conversation went but I can't put it into words. What she said TOTALLY makes sense, but my time has always been limited here, so there are plenty more years to teach the girls that we need to take care of our stuff, etc. I totally agree with this friend and her husband (They are awesome) but their move here is pretty permanent well as of now.. Ok, ok.. So I know I have a lot of reteaching to do with the kids.. lol
Actually my oldest daughter can make a lot of Dominican dishes, so she will cook, and I will clean.. arghhh... maybe not ;)
My Physical Trainer IS the BEST...
My husband every night works out. He doesn't have a weight set, or anything like that but he does a few hundred pushups, a few hundred sit ups, and some other things. I am usually on my computer working as he does them. He's actually getting quite pumped up.
I started my diet today as I have gained back some of the weight I had lost when I first got here. It slowly started creeping up on me when we lived in the capital because we were too afraid to go out. Now the honeymoon marriage, being spoiled, etc doesn't help.
My lovely husband said, Amor, I will support you with whatever you want to do. If you want to keep getting "stronger" (That means fat but he doesn't like to say fat), I will support you. Since you have a bad knee I will just work harder and harder so that if ever comes the day that I have to carry you, I can do it. Hahaha.. Yeah, so he's saying if I grow fatter and fatter, he will have to work harder and harder. He is totally sincere!!
So tonight I say, Amor, how about I work out with you a little tonight. His face lights up and he says ABSOLUTELY!!! He's got this silly grin on his face and all, and I'm like.. awww.. mi amor!!
The kids go to sleep tonight, and he comes out and says.. "READY?" Well now I'm tired and the last thing I want to do it work out, but I remind myself that nobody ever WANTS to work out, it's the after it all that makes people want to do it again.
So he starts showing m that we have to warm up. (I keep quiet as if I've never worked out before).. Here's a quick tip.. MOST FAT PEOPLE are professional dieters, and often have exercised a few hundred times.. ;) I've been up and down the scale so many times I guess I'd be a scale slut. Yikes.
So he starts warming up my shoulders, elbows, etc.. We get done and he stops like.. oh man now what can I have her do.. So I start doing pushups.. he's like you are going to do 10.. as he sees me struggle after 8, he's like that's enough, thats enough.. hahaha.. He's like let's do 5 each rep.. So I go and start going and we get to the 5th one and he sticks a pillow under my head to stop me.. hehe.. we are both quite stubborn..
Then he's like.. I think that's enough for the day.. I said... but you said 10 reps of 10 and now you want me to only do 5 and only 2 reps of 5.. haha.. He's like... that's plenty we don't want you to get hurt..
He's so sweet.. This man is the best!! I am so happy he's mine!! :) I did push him and let me do the 10 reps, and I did them.. he did them with me except he did them one handed and alternated hands. Having him smile at me as we did them just made my exercise session bliss. I love this man!!
I started my diet today as I have gained back some of the weight I had lost when I first got here. It slowly started creeping up on me when we lived in the capital because we were too afraid to go out. Now the honeymoon marriage, being spoiled, etc doesn't help.
My lovely husband said, Amor, I will support you with whatever you want to do. If you want to keep getting "stronger" (That means fat but he doesn't like to say fat), I will support you. Since you have a bad knee I will just work harder and harder so that if ever comes the day that I have to carry you, I can do it. Hahaha.. Yeah, so he's saying if I grow fatter and fatter, he will have to work harder and harder. He is totally sincere!!
So tonight I say, Amor, how about I work out with you a little tonight. His face lights up and he says ABSOLUTELY!!! He's got this silly grin on his face and all, and I'm like.. awww.. mi amor!!
The kids go to sleep tonight, and he comes out and says.. "READY?" Well now I'm tired and the last thing I want to do it work out, but I remind myself that nobody ever WANTS to work out, it's the after it all that makes people want to do it again.
So he starts showing m that we have to warm up. (I keep quiet as if I've never worked out before).. Here's a quick tip.. MOST FAT PEOPLE are professional dieters, and often have exercised a few hundred times.. ;) I've been up and down the scale so many times I guess I'd be a scale slut. Yikes.
So he starts warming up my shoulders, elbows, etc.. We get done and he stops like.. oh man now what can I have her do.. So I start doing pushups.. he's like you are going to do 10.. as he sees me struggle after 8, he's like that's enough, thats enough.. hahaha.. He's like let's do 5 each rep.. So I go and start going and we get to the 5th one and he sticks a pillow under my head to stop me.. hehe.. we are both quite stubborn..
Then he's like.. I think that's enough for the day.. I said... but you said 10 reps of 10 and now you want me to only do 5 and only 2 reps of 5.. haha.. He's like... that's plenty we don't want you to get hurt..
He's so sweet.. This man is the best!! I am so happy he's mine!! :) I did push him and let me do the 10 reps, and I did them.. he did them with me except he did them one handed and alternated hands. Having him smile at me as we did them just made my exercise session bliss. I love this man!!
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Moving This Site
So I made this blog just playing around with blogger. I despise blogger blogs, but figured it would be fun to play with. Then I picked out the background that I really liked.
After writing a few posts I realized that my friends and family LOVED to read about what I love to post about.. My husband. What I'm afraid to constantly talk about to my friends and family, they enjoy reading.
Now I've decided to get more serious with this site. I would really like to move this over to the wordpress platform, but I can't find a good free background that I like. I think I'm going to have to STOP being so lazy and just create a good background. I know how to, I just despise it.
Any of you want to a design me a similar background for my new home on wordpress?
After writing a few posts I realized that my friends and family LOVED to read about what I love to post about.. My husband. What I'm afraid to constantly talk about to my friends and family, they enjoy reading.
Now I've decided to get more serious with this site. I would really like to move this over to the wordpress platform, but I can't find a good free background that I like. I think I'm going to have to STOP being so lazy and just create a good background. I know how to, I just despise it.
Any of you want to a design me a similar background for my new home on wordpress?
Playing House
Ok my kids are very big into playing "house" with their baby dolls. I love having girls that love it so much! They have real bassinets, real baby clothes, bottles, and pacifiers. They can play it all day long.
Tonight my husband got involved! We never laughed so hard in our lives!! It started as my daughter "Baby We, We," Which is Lily had gotten hurt. He tried comforting her, rocking her, and treating her like a baby, and then it went from there!
He fed her a "bottle" of milk, and Lidia started to feed Ella and the conversation between my husband and Lidia as they fed their bottles.
Vecina means "neighbor"
My husband: "Vecina, how old is your baby?"
Lidia: "My baby? She's 6 months, what about yours?"
My husband: "Wow! What a big baby.. Mine was just born 2 days ago!" "Oh she needs to burp." he flips her up over his shoulder and we die laughing..
My Husband: "Vecina, I haven't changed the diaper in a few days...Do you think that's why there are so many flies?"
We all bursted out laughing. When I got up, he's sitting on the couch, Lidia and Ella are sitting across from him, and they are sharing "burp cloths". Their burp cloths include a sheet draped between them.. lol
My husband I think loves playing dolls as much as my kids. He was supposed to put the kids to bed, but he can't stop playing.
Kids will be kids..... and well.. hubby will just be him.. lol
Tonight my husband got involved! We never laughed so hard in our lives!! It started as my daughter "Baby We, We," Which is Lily had gotten hurt. He tried comforting her, rocking her, and treating her like a baby, and then it went from there!
He fed her a "bottle" of milk, and Lidia started to feed Ella and the conversation between my husband and Lidia as they fed their bottles.
Vecina means "neighbor"
My husband: "Vecina, how old is your baby?"
Lidia: "My baby? She's 6 months, what about yours?"
My husband: "Wow! What a big baby.. Mine was just born 2 days ago!" "Oh she needs to burp." he flips her up over his shoulder and we die laughing..
My Husband: "Vecina, I haven't changed the diaper in a few days...Do you think that's why there are so many flies?"
We all bursted out laughing. When I got up, he's sitting on the couch, Lidia and Ella are sitting across from him, and they are sharing "burp cloths". Their burp cloths include a sheet draped between them.. lol
My husband I think loves playing dolls as much as my kids. He was supposed to put the kids to bed, but he can't stop playing.
Kids will be kids..... and well.. hubby will just be him.. lol
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
He's Going to Kill Me or Let Me Die!
Oh Gosh I feel horrible even writing that title. I know my husband if he could read English would NOT want to read this post. Why? He feels awful about it.
Lastnight my Acid Reflux kicked in and kicked my butt. There I was laying next to the wall and under the mosquito netting (Common in this country... well I think it is but I've been told the things I think are "common" are because I hang out with the wrong class of Dominicans.. oh well.. I like my classy Dominican friends.. hahah) Anyway.. All of a sudden the pain woke me up. Anyone who knows me, KNOWS that I am tough to wake up! I felt the pain of the acid coming all the way up my throat, and then I jumped up like a crazy, and started to pound on my husband to move so I can get out, he jumped up like any man would do, and began to put me in a hold saying.. "Calm down, Calm down, my queen." Uhmm.. WHAT?!??! I can't talk, I'm now screaming.. Uuuuhhhhh uhhhhhhh... I'm putting my weight into it, and this is when I realize my husband has some strength on him.
I finally get my head out, and the acid pours onto the ground. Yellow acid.. It was so gross.. I realize then its in my lungs and I feel I can't breathe.. the pain is unbearable and I jump up and go running for my glass of vinegar.
My husband is frantic and trying to help me. I grab the gallon of vinegar and start pouring my glass as if I'm drinking the best martini ever.. Down the hatch it goes as I struggle to drink more and more.
I have no idea WHY vinegar works, but it does. It takes the pain away like 90% and then I have to cough out whats in my lungs for a long while. If I don't I'm left with a horse voice, and a bad cough for days.
My husband while I'm drinking my vinegar cocktail proceeds to tell me.. I'm taking you to the hospital, I'm like NO! Just let me drink, please stop talking to me!! I'm screaming in pain. Then I hear him waking up my older daughter. Lidia, come help me he says. My sweetie comes out and is like whats the matter? He's like mom is real bad..
He later told me he woke her up in case they lost me through the night (Over acid reflux?!?! Really?) the kids would KNOW he didn't kill me (on purpose) ahhahahahaha...
My husband is so afraid to lose me. He thinks that he just got me and he's afraid that God will take me away too. He lost his father so young, so he knows that life is so fragile.
Anyway, today I tell my sister in-law, so did your brother tell you he tried to kill me. He put his head down and said. OMG, please my love, this is an awful story. She's like tell me, tell me. He said I can't even THINK about re-hearing what I lived through last night. Now it's like HE went through all the pain..
On the way home I said that to him. Hun, you act like YOU went through all that pain. He said.. "I did!!!" He said "You don't realize that when you hurt, I hurt 50 times worse, I love you." What a mush! I love him too!!!
Lastnight my Acid Reflux kicked in and kicked my butt. There I was laying next to the wall and under the mosquito netting (Common in this country... well I think it is but I've been told the things I think are "common" are because I hang out with the wrong class of Dominicans.. oh well.. I like my classy Dominican friends.. hahah) Anyway.. All of a sudden the pain woke me up. Anyone who knows me, KNOWS that I am tough to wake up! I felt the pain of the acid coming all the way up my throat, and then I jumped up like a crazy, and started to pound on my husband to move so I can get out, he jumped up like any man would do, and began to put me in a hold saying.. "Calm down, Calm down, my queen." Uhmm.. WHAT?!??! I can't talk, I'm now screaming.. Uuuuhhhhh uhhhhhhh... I'm putting my weight into it, and this is when I realize my husband has some strength on him.
I finally get my head out, and the acid pours onto the ground. Yellow acid.. It was so gross.. I realize then its in my lungs and I feel I can't breathe.. the pain is unbearable and I jump up and go running for my glass of vinegar.
My husband is frantic and trying to help me. I grab the gallon of vinegar and start pouring my glass as if I'm drinking the best martini ever.. Down the hatch it goes as I struggle to drink more and more.
I have no idea WHY vinegar works, but it does. It takes the pain away like 90% and then I have to cough out whats in my lungs for a long while. If I don't I'm left with a horse voice, and a bad cough for days.
My husband while I'm drinking my vinegar cocktail proceeds to tell me.. I'm taking you to the hospital, I'm like NO! Just let me drink, please stop talking to me!! I'm screaming in pain. Then I hear him waking up my older daughter. Lidia, come help me he says. My sweetie comes out and is like whats the matter? He's like mom is real bad..
He later told me he woke her up in case they lost me through the night (Over acid reflux?!?! Really?) the kids would KNOW he didn't kill me (on purpose) ahhahahahaha...
My husband is so afraid to lose me. He thinks that he just got me and he's afraid that God will take me away too. He lost his father so young, so he knows that life is so fragile.
Anyway, today I tell my sister in-law, so did your brother tell you he tried to kill me. He put his head down and said. OMG, please my love, this is an awful story. She's like tell me, tell me. He said I can't even THINK about re-hearing what I lived through last night. Now it's like HE went through all the pain..
On the way home I said that to him. Hun, you act like YOU went through all that pain. He said.. "I did!!!" He said "You don't realize that when you hurt, I hurt 50 times worse, I love you." What a mush! I love him too!!!
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