Weekend recap and Mother of the Year

I seriously just quit my project 365. I suck at it, like, bad. I do make up for it but I seriously can't keep up with it. Okay since I got that over with, this past weekend we had a lot going on. The Bubba's birthday was on Sunday. I decided to celebrate his birthday on Saturday since Sunday's there's only so much you can do and we have work the next day. We started out with breakfast and me going off to the doctor's since I needed and updated physical check up for the new job I will be starting next month. While I was at the doctor's I decided I wanted to do a vlog (video blog) of how the weekend was going to be like for us, well  my camera took a crap while I was filming. I was so upset because I wanted to film the Bubba's face when he knew what we were going to do for his birthday.

Anyhow, after the doctor, I headed out to Albertson's to pick up the cake mix and some yummy lemonade. We dropped off the Cupcake at  her grandmas house and we were off to my big surprise.

 SCARF & JEANS: H&M /FAUX LEATHER JACKET: FOREVER21/ WHITE TANK: OLD NAVY/ SHOES: TOMS

It was kind of cold in Universal City so I am glad I wore a jacket. The shirt looks like I am "rolling" but it really just bunched up like that

This picture was taken inside It's Sugar the store. We never really take pictures together so I had to make him do it.

We didn't even know how much the candy was, we just kept filling up bags and then when we got to the register and got the total we kind of wanted to die. Never had I payed that much for candy.

This is me indoor skydiving, that was the surprise. I didn't want to gift him with another shirt or jeans or shoes like I always do. This year I really wanted to do something totally different. Something he would remember forever. He totally loved it and wants to do it again, and so do I.

Then we went to dinner to one of our favorite Italian restaurants in downtown Pasadena. I took this candid, he wasn't too happy after I showed him. After dinner I got to try macaroons for the first time. I am hooked, they are sooo good. After dinner we went back to grandmas to pick up the Cupcake, came home and I baked his cake. I wish I would have taken a picture of it, oh well. Sunday I went to dinner with Faby and the cupcake and we stopped at my favorite store Target to stock up on diapers.

This was on Sunday in the backyard. We were picking lemons from the tree.

Now to why I am mother of the year. Please note that I am being sarcastic and in no way am I proud or happy about this. You see I pride myself in saying that I take very good care of my daughter. I try my hardest to always protect her and what not. When you see my kid, it is rare when you see her with her hair all crazy and un-kept (except for when I take pictures of her bed  head but that's different) You rarely if ever see her with a dirty face or hands. She always has clean clothes for the most part. Her shoes I clean every week. She is fed, except that she fights me about that. So what I am trying to say is that my kid looks pretty darn good and I try to educate her as best as I can. She says "Hi Mommy" when I get home from work, I am teaching her who she is, how old she is, colors, numbers, animals, etc. You name it I try my hardest to do what I can. I don't have many friends anymore because I am a mother. I am not making an excuse and saying woe is  me for not having friends, I am just saying, I chose to be a mom therefore leaving me hardly any time to socialize outside of play dates and shopping trips. I am okay with that because my daughter is my best friend and I am happy and content with just playing with her. Anyone who knows me, knows how much I love this kid.

Gosh I feel like I have to explain myself but it's the fact that these things happen, and they actually make me feel like a horrible mother.

This is the cupcake right before this....

You see that red dot and small stains on her shirt, that is blood. Her blood. She has a busted lip which doesn't come out very well in this picture since it was fresh. I went to the living room to put on her movie. Grandpa was in the living room watching her while I went to cook us dinner. I turned my back for seriously 2 seconds and I hear her whale. I pick her and ask her whats wrong and that's when I see the blood drip and start to pool on  her lip. I immediately call out for my mom and run to the bathroom to wash out her mouth. At this point I didn't know where or how she hurt herself. I then grab cotton balls to place on her lip while she cried and pulled my arm away. I seriously felt so awful. I felt like this was my fault. If I would have just brought her into the kitchen with me this wouldn't have happened. I felt like such a failure.

After she calmed down I took the picture and sent it to Bubba and assured me accidents happen and that I wasn't the worst mother in the world. That this will probably happen again since she just started walking. I of course felt worse after reading that part of  his text. I ended up calling the play date over so that we can stay home, not so much home but closer to home. Faby and I took the kids out for a walk and to the park since the weather was nice.

Like if nothing had happened, my poor baby. I know accidents are going to happen and I know I shouldn't beat myself up about it I just feel bad.


This was her this morning with her morning bottle still half asleep.

Please pray for me and my little heart because I don't know if I could take another boo-boo on her.