Fairytales....

I got married young. Of course, at the time, I didn't think of it like that. I was 20 years old and was convinced I knew everything. I met my husband when I was 14 years old. And while I had other boyfriends, he was my first real love. We went through a few years of dating, not dating, dating other people, etc, but my feelings for him always outweighed those for any other boy. By the time I moved away to college, I knew he was the one. He proposed to me on my 20th birthday, and I just thought my life was going to be perfect.

I clearly remember my dad telling me that I didn't know what I wanted in life yet. That I would change a lot in my twenties, and that there is no rush to get married- even if I felt like there was. Of course I didn't listen (who actually listens to stuff like that anyway?!)

We have gone through a lot since the day we said "I do." Sometimes I look at him and see the man I married years ago, and sometimes I don't. I see now more than ever what a huge affect our two (very different) upbringings have had on our relationship. I have seen my husband grow and change from an immature 18 year old boy to a mature father who is settled in his career and would do anything for his family. Why doesn't that always seem like enough?

Sometimes we get so caught up in our every day lives, that we forget to take the time to think about what made us fall in love in the first place. Was it the face that he always put(s) me first? Was it the fact that he brought (brings) me home little surprises just because? Was it the fact that we could (can) sit around and talk for hours? Was it the fact that he got (gets) me, even when I don't? It's so easy to ignore these things and focus on the faults.

Well thank God he doesn't choose to focus on mine, because I have a limitless list.

It's been hard. I expected a fairy tail. I thought that once I got married, I would have that deep, passionate love that you see in movies (hello Twilight!) For a long time, I let that haunt me. I would question our relationship, thinking that it's not like the movies, so I must not be with my soul mate.

One day, I woke up and realized I do have the life I want. I have a husband who loves me and listens to me and hears what is important to me. I have a beautiful daughter who brings more to my life that I ever could have imagined. I have great potential to be successful in whatever my endeavors are. Some mornings, I have to wake up and want to be in love. I have choose to focus on the good. I have to decide to smile and appreciate the life I have been given even when I don't feel like it. But that's just what makes this life. I love nothing more than being at home with my little family eating dinner, or playing games, or watching movies, or going on a walk. And I can't imagine my life without my husband in it.

Hummus

So, my kid loves hummus.

I try to get her to eat sweets sometimes. I know, most parents are trying to get their kids to eat healthier, and here I am trying to get my baby girl to just eat a cupcake. But she is really underweight, and I just don't understand how she doesn't like sweets.

Exhibit 1:

We were at a birthday party for one of her very best friends, and they had out all of these cupcakes and decorations for the kids to decorate their own cupcakes. So cute. Most of the kids were screaming and eating all of the candy before it even touched their cupcakes. But not Ruthie. She looked seriously at the cupcake for awhile, put a few things on it methodically, and then whined for her dad to finish doing it for her.

Then we tried to get her to take a bite. Pure torture I guess.

Look at that face. I have been getting that a lot lately. It's like saying "seriously mom, you have GOT to be kidding me." I guess it's my first sign of what I will be seeing so frequently in the teenage years.

She refused more than a tiny lick of frosting. I made up for it by letting her play in the jumpy-house (what are those things really called?!)

Ruthie had so much fun and was really happy until she learned that Quinn's presents were really for Quinn to open. I think she has some kind of complex about presents that developed on Christmas. Quinn is so sweet and didn't mind the fact that everyone else wanted to open his presents for him.

In fact, Ruthie stole a few and opened them with her accomplice Enzo.

But in the end Quinn forgave Ruthie and they hugged, because after all, they really love each other.

And then we went home and Ruthie got to have her favorite thing in the world, hummus. And there is nothing better than being 1 1/2 and sitting at home feeding your pig hummus and crackers.

Wouldn't it be nice if your biggest worry was whether or not you were getting hummus or cheese for lunch?

Clean

Yesterday I cleaned all day. It felt so good to get the house back in order after letting Ruthie tear it apart for a week. She was such a big helper sweeping and letting me chase her with the vacuum- which I am still scared of after a bad childhood experience with a rug.... but that's another story.

Anyway, today we just hung out around the house and read books like George Shrinks, which is currently a huge favorite of Miss R. She also took an extra long nap in my bed so I could do some home and even watch a little bit of Desperate Housewives!

Tonight we are having dinner with Jeremy's dad which will be fun! Last night we had sushi and it was SO good! I don't know if you can really even call it sushi because I didn't have any raw fish but still...yum! I had the crunchy cheese roll which somewhat resembles a much healthier (and better tasting) version of a jalapeno popper. It has cream cheese, avocado, jalapenos, rice, and is like flash fried so it's crunchy- and then has some kind of mango sauce on top. Ok, I don't even like mango, but these are to die for!!

I am supposed to be doing homework right now, so I better actually get started... I promise my life will get more exciting soon!

Not too exciting

This is probably not the best week to start blogging...our lives have not been exciting at all!!

We are still sick. Jeremy was supposed to go back to work this week, but hasn't been yet. The stomach flu is AWFUL. Thankfully, Ruthie hasn't seemed to be very sick and has been a little princess for us. Doing things like this



I have to go to school tonight for an hour and a half. Can't wait to get this term over with and then I will be done with my MBA. Can you say WOOP?!

Finally starting!

OK I am finally going to start my blog! After over a year of reading other blogs and fake starting mine a few times, I am ready! I can't believe that in a few short days Ruthie is going to be 18 months. That's a year and a half!! I know, time for another baby...and hopefully that will happen soon. We will just have to see what God has in store for us!

In just a few weeks, we are moving back into the townhouse that we lived in for 4 years and Ruthie was born in. I get to live next door to one of my fav girls ever Amanda from Garibay Soup!! And what's even better is that Ruthie's BFF Ella will be right next door. I can't wait.

We have been battling some kind of stomach flu the last few days and it has been horrible. I am a total baby when it comes to feeling sick so I am so ready to be better!! As a true germaphobe, I don't get sick often, so I can't believe this. Thankfully, Jeremy has taken time off from work to help take care of me and Ruthie. Do I have the best husband or what?!

Alright...I am off to watch Millionaire Matchmaker! Can't wait for the new season to start!

Oh, and here is a picture of my little cutie to make you smile. She's so sweet she can eat lemons plain! HAHA