Happy December!

It is December again. The month filled with Christmas cheer, joy, and love. I am excited about this month, I used to be  grinch to be quite honest but something about having a child makes this time of year so much more exciting and fun. Last night we put a Christmas Tree up for my girl she had fun helping us put the ornaments on and her reaction when she saw the lights come on…priceless. My girl just stood there staring at the tree for quite some time and she’s a toddler that never stops moving.

Our weekend was nice we got to join daddy on a gig in Taos, NM. This was my first time and Taos and wow it is a beautiful place I really enjoyed myself. We got to see all the Christmas lights up and we danced the night away during the concert. Baby girl loves to dance, especially when she gets to teach someone her Mickey Mouse “Hot Dog” Dance haha it was really great to meet some new fans and get out of the ordinary for us.

The band has a few more gigs coming up this weekend but we won’t be joining them since there are long drives in between. We are planning on taking my grandmother and baby’s great grand mother out and about to Gallup for some native grub and Native Christmas shopping. It should be fun!

Let’s make this a December to remember 😀

What a Wonderful Weekend!

I hope you all had a great weekend just like mine. I was finally able to attend one of hubby’s concerts and wow was I blown away. They have gotten really good!! I know I am biased but they are just an amazing group together. I love being on the road and meeting new people. It was really nice to get away from the ordinary. I really want to share the name of the band but for the time being I would like for this blog to be my very own place to vent or share my thoughts freely without judgement. I really haven’t invited any of my family or friends to this blog I want a group of people that don’t know me, I hope that makes sense.  I think in the future I may share it but for right now it’s my place.

Baby girl did so well on the trip even though she had a fever for the last two days. I love my baby girl to pieces she just brings me so much joy….my baby girl is growing up too fast. I would like another baby before I turn 30 but I don’t feel like we’re ready financially. I am also still a bit traumatized about my delivery experience well let’s just say my darling girl was not a very little baby, she was a whopping ten (10) pounds. On the other hand, I would do it all over again just for her.
Thanksgiving is in just a few days and this year we’re planning on spending the holiday weekend with my darling husband’s family. I am really looking forward to sharing the holiday with them. I know not many people get to say this but I just absolutely LOVE my mother and father in law. They are truly the parents I never had…I don’t remember if I mentioned this but I was raised by my grandparents and my aunt/uncle. Don’t get me wrong I love my family and they raised me right but a part of me still wished I had that mother/daughter or father/daughter relationship it was hard to watch my cousins have what I always wanted growing up. My MIL and FIL have given that to me they make me feel like I am their daughter and they are people I really respect. I thank god for all my blessings.

 

 

Happy Birthday to me!!

So, today is my birthday and I feel like a celebrity on Facebook. HA! Gosh, I wonder if anyone would remember birthdays if it weren’t for Facebook.

I have plans this afternoon to take my darling girl to a pumpkin patch in Corrales with a petting zoo and all. We went to a smaller patch over the weekend nothing too exciting just pumpkins and hay. I am excited about this one since there will be animals and my girl LOVES horses and sheep. Then dinner with my little family. I am really looking forward to it. Hopefully some cake too 🙂 Yay!! Happy Birthday to me.

Our weekend ended in fear and worries.

This weekend ended in fear and worries for my little family.  It started out all so great, Saturday Hubby came home around 5am from his gig the night before and slept most of the day. My daughter and I woke up around 8am ready for the day, I had a whole lot of cleaning to catch up on and she had a lot of energy to burn. We made a good breakfast and started off on our day. Things wound down as the day progressed, chores, and meals were complete.  We spent the rest of the evening relaxing and watching movies together as a family. Saturday was a good day.

Sunday was very busy. We got up, ate breakfast, got ready for church, dropped Grandma off at her church (all Navajo language church) then off to our church. I should have known it was not going to be a good day after I sliced my finger on our new Ninja Blending Appliance while cleaning the parts.  After church we planned to head to the nearest pumpkin patch, get some groceries, stop by to drop off a piece of furniture at a relative’s house, stop by our church in the evening to discuss Wednesday’s church harvest fest, and then finally head home and relax a bit before the week began again. Everything went as planned except for the relaxing part.

In a few seconds everything changed. My daughter was on the couch while I was cleaning up after she had finished her last snack of the day. She got up started to stand on the couch and while she was standing I warned her to sit down. In the mere SECOND that I looked away to place a piece of paper in the trash she fell off, head first. As I looked back she was already on the floor and I saw the last bit of her fall as she bent her little neck  back as she tumbled and finally fell in a face up position. My little darling girl burst out crying. At that moment I felt like the WORST MOTHER in history. Hubby raced into the room demanding an explanation, I just held my precious baby in my arms wishing I could take her place at that very moment. Within minutes she stopped crying but she seem very disoriented. It was so hard to tell since her bed time had passed. Her father and I asked her questions that she normally could respond to. Daddy grabbed a stuffed animal horse and asked, “sweetie, what’s this?” baby girl responded “Emo” she never got that wrong, she always got that right! We feared the worst.

I called the local paramedics and they advised that we take her in immediately. We sped of to the nearest Emergency Room, and to my surprise there weren’t too many people in the pediatric emergency room.  The entire time we were waiting there I just kept replaying the moment in my head….. How could I let this happen? Why didn’t I just grab her instead of throwing that piece of paper in the trash first? We got through triage, then into a room where we waiting what felt like an eternity. It was getting harder and harder to keep her awake, I kept her up out of fear that she may have a concussion. Finally a nurse came in and informed us that we could let her sleep since we’re now in the ER. My darling girl drifted off into sleep and the doctor came in and said she would be getting a CT SCAN to make sure there isn’t any swelling/bleeding in the brain. Oh my goodness, I thought, and the fear just over came me. The ‘what if’ thoughts kept reeling in my head. Hubby and I prayed over and over. The radiologist came to escort us to the CT SCAN room and she asked me to place my baby on the bed and said I could stay there with her. I don’t think they could have made me leave the room anyway, they placed a vest on me and started up the machine. As I watched the machine do it’s job I just kept saying the same prayer over and over. Lord, I pray that there is nothing wrong with my baby and that she is as healthy as ever. It was finished and we all went back to the room. The doctor came in after 20 minutes and with good news. It was a mild concussion, there is no bleeding/swelling of the brain. Everything is fine. Thank you JESUS!!!  Hubby and I just prayed again. I learned my lesson. I don’t think I would have forgiven myself if anything worst had happened. I still feel so guilty.

This morning as she woke up things seemed back to normal and fine but I just kept kissing my baby over and over. Praying to god to help me be a better mother.