Making time for us

Sometimes it feels like there is never enough time for you to spend with your loved ones. I have 2 jobs not counting being a mom. I like to spend most of my free time playing with the Cupcake. Giving her as much attention as I possibly can. Unfortunately, that kind of leaves Bubba in the dark. We try really hard to squeeze in a few minutes here and there for kisses, hugs, spanks, and what nots. But I tell you it's hard, very very hard.

I am so lucky to have such a great partner. He really does understand that it's hard being a parent. He does so much for us that he too just goes with the flow and tries to just give everything he has in regards to time to the Cupcake. So it's nice that we are on the same page there. But we miss "us". We miss getting to go out just "us" with no Cupcake, no sippy cups, no diapers, no cranky screaming baby in the car seat.

Lately we have really been lacking in that department. Now, you might think we don't go out because we have no money or we don't have a babysitter. But honestly, we have both, we just prefer to spend our us time all together as a family.We rarely want to give "us" that time to just enjoy ourselves sans baby.

So...we decided we needed to go out just the two of us. The movie Ted was already in theaters and that's one movie we both wanted to go see. So we made it a date. We went to dinner and Bubbae couldn't have picked a better place. We went to Benihana for dinner. I am not a big fan of Chinese/Japanese food but this place sounded good that day. I am never satisfied when I go there but that night everything was perfect.

What I enjoy about dining there is the little show the cooks do while they are preparing your food. This cook made an egg man. I thought that was pretty cool.

This is us waiting on dinner. Can you tell we are excited!!!

 (Don't mind the xmas lights...Bubba's dad refuses to take them down who knows why)

Before we took off on our date. I felt taller than him even though he swears I wasn't and he was right. Even though I am wearing 5 inch wedges. By the way I absolutely love these shoes. If you are wondering where they are from, they are from GUESS. I got them on sale about 5 months ago for $30.

Bubba

I figured since I talk a lot about the Bubba, I should tell you all about this wonderful man.


Let's start off with he's a few months older than me. That is a first for me in the age department. I have always dated guys who were much older than me, I don't know what it is about older men.


When I first met the Bubba I thought he was Indian and not the American Indian kind. He thought I was crazy but I have to say it's his skin color and the nose.


The Bubba loves him some cars. He loves going fast so he used to race his car back in the day. He says he has hung up his "driving shoes". What's up with men and going fast?


This man loves meat. Let me tell you that I was a vegetarian before I met him and even a year in to our relationship I still was. Now it's all about the meat. He gave it up for this past lent and he was dying. He also loves Buffalo chicken anything.


He played baseball most of his life but I never catch him watching a game.Ever.


Speaking of sports, he loves the Oregon Ducks, more so the football team. We may or may not fight every season about who is a better team. FIGHT ON TROJANS!


He's probably going to hate me for talking about this one but oh well. He has a small bald spot right next to his widow's peak. When he was little he would twirl that little bit of hair over and over again until he had no hair there and it never grew back.


He was born with a bad kidney. He has a well functioning one and a not so well functioning one.


This is going to be funny. When I met the Bubba I was a total party girl, drinking all the time you know what normal 18 year olds do. He was a total party guy too minus the drinking. He would drink a beer and he would totally be shit face. It was HILARIOUS! After so many times of his friends and I making constant fun of him he has little by little turned into a fish. He can out drink me and some of his friends. Don't get me wrong, he's not an alcoholic in any way. He just finally got to drink like the big dogs. (Not something we should be proud of)

Bubba is such a cuddly bear. He's more affectionate than I am. He loves himself some hugs and kisses while watching t.v.


He went to Catholic school his whole life. So when it's time for Sunday church, he says he's payed his due. hahaha I'm kidding but he's not a fan of going to church every Sunday.


He's big on family. He has a very large family and he loves that. If we could he would want like 20 kids. 


He is the only person that can calm me down. He's like my personal drug...errr Twilight anyone?? No really though. He knows what to say and when to say it. That is why we mesh so well together. I am so lucky to have him in my life. He puts up with all my crazy.


I love you Bubba more than you know. 

Fallin'

So I was having a good conversation with my lovely friend Flaca and we were discussing love and the meaning of it. Then I started thinking about the Bubba and I text him and this is how our conversation went

(Please ignore his grammatical errors, he knows it bugs me when he uses the wrong words like women yet he still does it)

Gosh I honestly was expecting something that would take up just one complete sentence. He seriously knows how to make me feel loved, special, important, etc. I love this man with all my heart.

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.