my first BIRTH day.

 Today is Roxwell's 5th birthday, and as I spend the night getting things ready for his weekend celebration, I cant help but think about the day he came into the world. It feels as though its my birthday as well. And although I have given many amusing verbal accounts of the day he was born, after 5 years I've decided its time to put it on "paper".
I remember it like it was yesterday. Being pregnant with him was a breeze. I felt happy, healthy, sexy and confident, I wore hot shorts and mini skirts with my bump and went out dancing, and yes I was 21 at the time.

Boob Talk.

Sometimes I wish I had a man in my life that paws at my breast the way Avy does.

18 months of breastfeeding, so it's not to say that "the ladies" haven't seen any action, but need I point out its not the same?!
I'm super single and life is pretty stress free considering, which is why I think Avy and I have been fortunate to develop such great nursing longevity thus far. Not to mention a sweet, loving experience to reminisce on for the rest of my life. But at this point in the game I'll trade that for a pair of man groping hands. Selectively approved man hands to be precise.
It makes me wonder about all the other moms out there who are "married" and are extending nursing. Since I have to live vicariously through you, I wanna know, do you still let and want for your husbands/ baby daddies to grab and man handle your breasts when they're on break from nursing or are they still predominantly kid toys? Cause lets be real, when kids are reaching potty training and reading ages, they're not really for nourishment any more but pacifying toys. But really comfortable, cuddly, loveable safe ones.
Which makes me think your man might be missing those.

Ladies & Gentlemen, Jodie Fucking Foster!

Because apparently, I live under a rock since I don't watch television, I missed this! Jodie Fosters Golden Globe acceptance speech...
And after hearing all this "controversial" who-ha today I had to YouTube it. And now I'm obsessed (as I wipe the tears from my face). I want more 50 year old Jodie Foster!
Such confidence, control, poise and grace.  Talk about going out with a bang!
All I can honestly say is WOW. I wanna be her when I grow up.

Gosh come to think of it...you know what would be awesome? If she guest starred on SNL!
People of the public, we gotta make that happen!!

In case you too live under a rock here's the clip! 

A better version of me.

For the past 2 years my New Year resolutions have been to discover better visions of me. Sparing no expenses.

This year I'll be 28 and although I am really looking forward to my 30's and being a grandma, having nothing but older friends has made me realize,  I need to make the most of "what's left of my youth" in order to really be where I "want" to be in my 30's. And thats more on an emotional note than anything else. 

In my early adult years circumstances prevented me from being your standard American adolescent. For starters I left my parents house at 15 supported myself through high school, new york and college and by 26 I have 2 kids with 2 dads and still single. Im sure you get the math.

Having kids changes EVERYTHING. But in this case as it should be in all cases, my kids have been the best thing that has ever happened to me.
The truth is that when you have kids it seems as though there are pieces of you that die. But as I witness now, they actually grow and flourish.  I have realized that I cannot teach, motivate nor expect for my kids to strive for all the best in life, if I inhibit myself from achieving the same. And settling.
For now it seems that-that is the worst fate you can give yourself in this life. To grow tired and settle. For if you settle now it would defeat all the work you've made thus far.
So this year is the year I take back control and rediscover my dreams. Without fear of judgement, or hesitation to take a risk in pursuit of a better version of me. My kids will learn that anyone can dream no matter how big or small just as long as they put hard work into it and they'll witness that dreams do come true!  

If when you reach for the moon you fall. Atleast you land amongst the stars.

Pancakes and Syrup.

nom nom nom.

It's breakfast time!
Unlike sister, brothers breakfast options of what he'll eat are limited. And by limited I mean he's a picky eater who only wants pancakes or waffles. So I've had to get pretty creative with them, especially since waffles and pancakes are pretty much void of real nutrition.

Morning Jam!

Although I currently feel like a zombie right now while making breakfast, this song has me and the kids booty bumping while I make pancakes! Its a serious dance party over here- join in on the fun!

Adventures in Pictures: Saturday

One word to sum up my Saturday? Eventful. And man did I score BIG!
I feel like I did everything today!
Advent Calender, started rearranging the kids room, helped a friend with her pop up shop, random yard sale, drove out to a small town to visit my mom,  and got a new kitten! (and he's currently hiding under my bedroom dresser)
Did I mention I scored at the yard sale?! I seriously bought 6 items, 5 of them furniture, for 30 bucks!  And I just so happened to drive upon it on my way to the pop up shop and I actually had cash on me!  Which really, I should of been helping my friend set up her table, but I just couldn't resist!!