Monday, December 26, 2011

Matching Monkey Outfits

Grandpa and Susan bought some really cute matching Monkey Pajamas for the little ones for Christmas. I couldn't resist taking a few pictures of them!

The Twins in there Monkey attire

The Three Amigos

Seriously Cute

Sunday, December 25, 2011


Can hardly believe its Christmas already. I know I have said this many times before but where in the world has this year gone!!! The kids are all a year older. Growing like weeds. I was really hoping to capture a lot of pictures this year, but as always, the time gets away from me and I manage to go yet another year with very little to show what we did for the holidays. The kids ended up getting up at 9:45am. We started off with taking a few quick pictures of them in their new Christmas PJ's, watching them open their stockings, talking with Nana and Papa on Skype and then enjoying a visit from our neighbors. It was nearly 10:30am before we had breakfast and almost 11:30 before we started opening presents under the tree. Needless to say, Santa was pretty good to them. The girls got MY GENERATION dolls, Owen got some pretty cool lego sets while the little ones were settled on a baby doll that Ezme named Fifi and some blocks that seem to be a big hit with Oliver. After we finally settled down, showered and dressed, we were off to Jason's Aunts house for dinner. It was a great day and I am so blessed to have such a terrific husband and great kiddos to celebrate the holidays with.

Here is one of the only pictures I managed to capture that day

Olivia (7) Emma-James (5) Owen (4) Ezme (2) and Oliver (1)

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas Eve

As always we were blessed to spend Christmas Eve with Jason's family this year. His Tia Noelia ever the gracious and wonderful host to have all of her family in her home. The kids have a wonderful time seeing family they don't normally get to see during the year. Everyone in the family and extended family treats our kids with such love and go above and beyond with Christmas presents. This year was no exception. They had a wonderful time and enjoyed everything they received. As always we want to give a huge thanks to Noelia and Tony for having us at your house. I hope everyone had a fantastic Christmas Eve with their family and loved ones as much as we did with ours.

Here are some pictures we managed to capture. Enjoy!

Oliver and his cousin Nick. He refused to leave his arms and was content on staying with him

Emma-James and Ezme with Auntie Monique

Jason and I (Seriously, we are such a cute couple!!)

Holding baby Aiden...Oliver had just turned around and was getting ready to walk toward me. He was not amused by me holding a new little baby.

My funny "twins" Ezme and Oliver

Ezme delighted in the fact that Grandpa and Susan gave her candy and Vovo was very much willing to help her open it up!

Uncle Jaime on the Guitar

Friday, December 16, 2011


If you read this blog, I would ever be so grateful if you could get the word out in regards to this current website and post. Wouldn't it be wonderful if we could help this young lady find her lost brother or at least answers to what happens so long ago. So if you could, spread the word!!

Babies stolen from Spains Hospital. Twin of Girl might be one of them

Twin Sister Looking for Brother

Friday, December 9, 2011


As you can see I am doing some major changes to the website. I managed to keep the same background for over a year!!! This is pretty big for someone like me who needs constant change. I will continue to update the site, but just be patient with how it looks as I am sure its going to take some time to get it looking just the way I want too. Thanks for visiting.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

When you look at me.....

What do you see? A mom, a wife, a sister, a friend, a daughter an Aunt? Would you look at me and wonder if all the children that are huddling around me are all mine? Would you question in your head if there were more children at home? With Dad? Would your curiosity be so peaked you would ask me if they were all mine? Would question if they were from the same dad? Would you ask me if I had more? Want more?

These things have all happened to me and with many more questions to follow. The stares, the questions, the looks, the finger pointing. Does it bother me. Not at all. I am usually an open book. My family is large, we draw attention, on most days things are pretty quiet and we can get in and out of a store without much hassle. Some days are worse then others. For instance, at the peak of suppertime and gearing up for bedtime. Doing anything remotely important as far as errands goes is, take or be taken. Though if you ask anyone, I am always up for a good challenge.

I start out easy. Giving bits of information. Challenging those I speak too. How much can this person handle I ask myself. Will they listen, ask questions, walk away? I start to open my world to you. I tell you how I have lost a child to miscarriage on Mother's Day. The sadness I felt, the hurt. The loneliness. How my husband and I got married after having our children. Still you stay. Wanting more. I have trusted you enough to tell you more.

I tell you I have another child. A child I lost. I tell you she was diagnosed with Trisomy 18. You ask what this is. I give you the information. Watch as you tell me you have never heard of such a thing. I am not surprised. Everyone I have run into the last 7 years has never heard of it. I take this opportunity to educate you. To get the word out. Suddenly the "mystery" and "want" of knowing more about my family; even if just a glimpse has been changed. Somewhere along the lines I said too much. You start to look flushed in the face, your palms get sweaty, you start too look at the ceiling, the floor, your grocery cart. Before I know it, you have said the ever dreaded words of "I am so sorry" and quickly make an excuse to walk away. As if what I just said to you will now happen to your family. I sometimes say "Please don't go. Talking about it doesn't upset me." But its too late, you have moved on. You have taken with you a little bit of my family. But more importantly, a little bit of my heart.

Throughout the last 7 years, I hold my head up proud knowing I am a mom to 7 beautiful kiddos. Though I wondering who is important enough to tell and who will be the ones to just walk away. I still tell others often about Anabelle. About how much of a miracle she was to our family. That even though the sadness of loosing them will always be a part of me. I look at all the other moments I had in my life and am always thankful God gave me the strength to fight for what I believed in.

So next time you see me in the store, the mall, the playground, or out and about with my family. If you stop and see me and ask me about my family. Please don't walk away when I talk to you about my children. Though they are not here, they are a part of me and my life. Death is not a disease you catch. It wont come knocking on your door if you hear me tell you about it. Its not going to find you and take your child away. I will never know why I was chosen. All I know is that I was. Stay by my side, talk to me. Ask questions, learn. But please, don't walk away.

Monday, December 5, 2011

Lots to catch up on

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