Our Father’s Day weekend

This post is so late, and I am so sorry about that, but I had multiple tests these past few days so I didn’t have a chance to get on here and write something.

Happy belated Father’s Day to all the dads, and moms who play both roles! I hope each of you had an extremely blessed day 🙂

FullSizeRender(look at how little the boys look in the picture from last year! Crazy how time flies)

I, of course, want to wish my boyfriend a very special Happy Father’s Day. You, babe, have been great. The boys and I love you so incredibly much, and appreciate everything you’ve done, do, and know you’ll keep doing.

This past Sunday we decided to keep the day simple and enjoy each other’s company. We went to the pool and spend around two hours there having fun. We swam around, played with the toys in the water, relaxed, and we each got a nice tan lol. That was the main focus of the day, then we came inside gave the boys their lunch then baths- we had some fun playing games in the bath too, of course! After that, we all relaxed for a bit then decided to go to the park for a little bit. We played ‘lost village’, played on the swings, learned how to slide from the tallest pole, jumped around, and slid down the slides! After that we went to the store to get some things together for dinner, came home/ate, and that was the end. We had a great day together.

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It’s a struggle but not impossible

Today started out great until I went to check my school status- I was no longer registered for one out of my two summer courses and I was put on restrictions. For those who follow me on Twitter, you’ll see that I mentioned that I didn’t do like I would have liked in one of my courses, and well, here’s the consequence for it. Instead of taking a new class this summer, I will be repeating that class- thankfully everything is fresh in my mind and I have tons of notes that I’ll be reviewing starting tomorrow before class starts next week.

I cried, I’m a cryer lol. Not doing well in school is something I’m not really used to. For the longest time I was always an honors student and/or a top student in school, I was always advanced but I took a huge dip.

My life is different now. My life isn’t just about me now. My first priority isn’t school, it’s my family and I’m not going to change that BUT I am going to school to offer my family a good life, one they deserve. So, with that said, I am going to work 100x harder.

It was difficult for me because in class I would think about Gio, at home I’d push all studies aside and do a ton of other things, even during Gio’s naps I didn’t study. I didn’t really pick up a rhythm until it was unfortunately too late. Now I know, and lesson learned.

Erwin always offered me this and that, but I would always say no that I wanted to do this and that instead (such as give Gio dinner and a bath, take him to the park so I can study, etc.). Erwin is amazing. He helps me so much, and I need to take advantage of the help that I have.

It’s not impossible for me to succeed, for a spare moment today I was just so overwhelmed because it just felt like I failed not only myself but my family as well, and that feeling sucks. It felt like so because I’m trying to finish all my courses in a specific time period so I can officially apply to the Diagnostic Medical Sonography (DMS) program on a particular date, and for a moment it looked like I couldn’t and that I’d have to wait longer- but it looks like with extra work and study time I might be able to still do so.

BUT, even if I can’t I already came up with a plan. I still plan to finish all my study plans next spring semester, and if it’s too late to apply to the DMS program THATS OK. I can work during my break time, help my household, focus on Gio, and then apply and kick some serious ass in the program because I know that I can do it. I know that I will be great. There’s no doubt about it in my mind.

I’m really tough on myself, I’ve always been, but I’m working hard on teaching myself that things happen. Everyday is a new learning experience for me, for anyone. I finally have my balance. I finally have a peace of mind. I have the best family and every reason to be happy, so now that I’m well focused I’m only going to push forward, work harder, and show myself that it’s not impossible to be greater and better.

A Baby at 22

  As far I know, age doesn’t make you a good mother or father, but what does make you a good one is doing what it takes to make sure your child feels loved and is always making sure your child is well taken care of.
I’ve gotten the whole don’t you think you’re too young to have a baby?, ugh, poor you!, you’re expecting?!, you’re how old having a baby?. I get the constant stares, finger pointing, and whispers that I can very much hear- thanks to my blessed hearing! And yes, some of it comes from children which is fine, but a lot of it comes from adults.
I might be 22, look 17, but what does that matter? Personally, I’m very comfortable with myself, except for my moments when I feel huge haha, and I’ve never been happier. Besides all the dreams and goals I have lined up, my ultimate dream has always been to have a baby with the person I love, and I’m living that dream right now and I feel so lucky. To some of you it might be too soon, but to me it’s at a perfect time and I’m enjoying every single moment of it.
Not everyone is as lucky as me, not everyone is as comfortable, in some cases ‘stuff happens’ but those of us having our baby know how much of a blessing our angel baby is to us, so don’t try and ruin this for us. 
You say, We’re too young? We’re not ready? We have a lot more to live for? Ok. Things happen, so we’re having a baby younger than you! We might not necessarily be as financially ready as you are, but when it comes to everything else, you’re just as ready as we are. And yes, we have a lot more to live for and a lot more to accomplish, but now I have an even bigger reason to work harder and fight harder. I get to wake up to this baby everyday, feel that motivation, and study and work harder than ever thanks to him.
You see, it doesn’t matter whether you’re 15, 19, 22, 27, 30, 45, a baby is a baby and will always be a blessing. We’re all going to be lost at first. We’re all learning and experiencing the most beautiful job in the world at a different age, but that age isn’t going to determine whether some of us are better than the others.
As far as I’ve learned and seen there are a lot of moms and dads who can’t handle it, saying it’s too much and too crazy and that they just find ways to runaway from home and this is them talking about their ‘planned’ baby they had at 30. But then they turn around and point a finger at a 20 year old parent – simply pointing because they’re young and in their mind they were crazy, while in some cases they’re probably holding it down a whole lot better than they are. They might be going crazy too, but aren’t finding ways to runway. Instead they’re finding ways to constantly make their child proud, constantly finding ways to provide more and better to their baby, constantly finding ways to improve on themselves for their baby, constantly studying harder to offer more to their baby, but here are adults who think otherwise because in their books these parents are too young, too naïve, too inexperienced to understand what it’s like to have a child because that’s not how life is supposed to work, apparently. Because what do we know about having kids? Well, I’m pretty sure you didn’t know much either once you had one. 
My family is pretty much all young moms and dads, and I couldn’t be prouder of all of them. I am who I am today because of them. I couldn’t be prouder of how hardworking, dedicated, committed, but most importantly, loving they are. I wish and dream to be as good of a parent as they are.
Congratulations if your moving up high in life, getting a great career, a huge promotion. I’m genuinely happy for you, but don’t stand there judging me or pitying me because I can do the same exact thing as you, just with a baby now. I’m not here saying to you, you’re kind of old to have a baby, right?
At the end of the day, all moms and dads should have one goal and that is to love our child endlessly and unconditionally, and to face everything that is thrown our way with the best poise.
Do I wonder what it’d be like if I waited? Rarely, and at those rare moments it just doesn’t feel right. I can’t imagine not expecting my baby and anticipating his arrival. I’m more than prepared to spoil my baby boy with love. I already love my sweet angel unconditionally and my age and someone’s judgment isn’t going to determine, ever, how good of a mother I am to my baby or how much I love my baby.
Thanks.