Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Let Them Eat Cake

We made it 2 years!! They say the first couple of years is the hardest. I believe it. Throw in an instant family, a new career path for my hubby, an economic down-slide in my business, changing houses (twice) and a baby on the way, I think we've concured and won whatever obstacle has fallen in our paths. Gabe and I are celebrating our lives, our trials and our commitment. We also wanted to thank all of our families for there support. Truly we believe we are blessed to be so lucky with our healthy children and unique family blend. It all works. Im looking forward to many more years of traditions, watching our children grow up in the house that Gabe grew up in, and making this house ours. I love this picture due to the fact i told Gabe i would feed him his cake nicely. Yeah right. He shouldve know better........

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Naughty or Nice

The Elf on the Shelf book was recommended by a long time client. I must say its a little pricey but worth it in the means of bribery and getting a little help around the ranch. After reading the story a few times, Brisla has realised every action of helpfulness is appreciated. The elf travels to the North Pole every night to inform Santa if you have been naughty or nice for that day. In our house we have modified this little story. If you have been helpful and nice the elf leaves a little gift in your advent calendar. We found out last night someone awoke on the wrong side of the bed, (not Brisla) because there was no prize in our calendar. I'm excited to have this new tradition in our family and cant wait till next year when Adalyn can take part in the festivities. I have a feeling it will be a challenge for the mischievous one. I will love to see this in action.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

An Elfs Work is Never Done

Here we are approaching the most important Holiday event of a child's life, Christmas. Of course besides there birthday.Ive always loved X-Mas. The image of Santa flying to all those houses with a big red sack always intrigued me as a child. I also was amused that it was alright for Santa to be fat, jolly and happy. Wasn't he worried about his cholesterol! Thus because I was always watching what I ate for my next modeling gig. Yes, I was a child model. Maybe that explains the constant urge to eat sweets and be happy with whats inside. Back to the subject at hand. I'm an Elf. I would rather give then receive. I like to spread cheer and try to be thoughtful to those who are around me. It gives me a sense of who i am. A helper. I believe I received this trait from my father. He would give u the shirt of his back if u needed it. This year they had a giving tree at daycare in which of choosing one gift to give i choose two. Instruments for Adalyns classroom, and Flash Cards for Brisla's room. I also stopped by the N.H.S.P.C.A and gave them a bag of dog food, kitty litter and cat food. With two weeks left and all my shopping done I'm patiently awaiting Christmas and hoping I can make all my people happy. Merry Christmas, Peace out.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Brining Forth Old Traditions

This is an advent calender. My mother in law "Mimi" revised my husbands after many years of being kept in storage. I loved the fact that this was his when he was little and now our little girls can use this for our future holiday traditions. Our girls will get much, much use out of it. I love it every morning, when Brisla wants to open the door to see what prizes the Elf has left. We recently bought a book called The Elf On The Shelf. Our Elf is named Zart. He repots to Santa every night weather you have been naughty or nice then leaves something behind the door from Santa, himself. It puts a smile on my face and I cant wait till next year when they both can appreciate this old tradition. Thanks Mimi, You Rock.

Breast Augmentation

Today, I experienced the most uncomfortable boob squishing mechanism. During the process I thought to myself, "A man must have developed this torture contraption." Nancy was the nurse that assisted me, as the tech prepared the machine. Nancy asked about my life and if I enjoyed being a mom. I told her it was the toughest, most unselfish, giving job I have ever had. Not only was I the mom, chief, laundry person, grocery shopper, bed changer, late night kid soother, and pet person, I loved my family. It is rewarding and I loved my job. Kind of like a nurse, she exclaimed. They spend all there time making people better and in the end there payment is to see there patients healthy. Then they go home to take care of there family's. As I sat for ten minutes to wait for my results, I envisioned the time when i took my mother down to Brigham and Women's Hospital of Boston for her breast surgery. I thought Im too young to go threw that. It aged my mother by 20 years. I see her today and cant believe im looking at the same person that was so healthy 4 years ago. Nancy came out and said "Bethany, you are fine." My tests came back clear but since Breast cancer is in my family, amongst other cancer I must have this done more frequently then the average person. I felt old at 37.