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Multitasking

How shall I began? Well, I guess I would have to say that being an adult is very tiresome, but try being a woman. As I get older I find myself multitasking(trying to handle so many things at one time), and lately it has become a challenge for me. The reason that I think that it has become a challenge for me is because I am a mother now and I want to spend as much time with my son as I can. He is growing so fast and I just want to make sure that I am present in every moment of his life. Even though I want to make sure that I am present for every moment of my son’s life, I also realize that I have to be a role model for him. That means that I have to find time to make my dreams come true, take care of myself, take care of my house, and make sure that I am a wife to my husband. On top of all that I listed I still have to work and be Lee’s mom, multitask.

While I am trying to be everything to everybody, and do what I have been called to do, I feel guilty because it takes time away from Lee. But I know that everything that I am doing I am doing to better Lee’s life. So, I guess I better learn how to be a better multitasker because Lee deserves to have the very best.

I guess what I am trying to say is that all women are multitaskers; we all have to make sure that we leave something for our children’s children. But I have noticed that when you multitask you don’t put all of your energy into the tasks, but you need all of your energy for your family. So, my question is how will I get it done and make sure that my family does not suffer but they thrive? How can I do and be everything that I need to do and be? How? Well, for right now I have to multitask, but I must fine a way to do better, because my family deserves better. My family deserves the best of me, my child deserves the best of me.



Becoming a wife

So, my question to all women (mother or not) is how can we do it and not lose ourselves? How is the question. Let me know that you think, and if you have any advice pleas share that too. Until next time…

Being a mom

Going Back To Work

Well, my little man is now 2 months old, almost 3 months, and I have gone back to work. And I must say that it was the hardest thing in the world for me to do. But I would have never thought it would be hard. To be honest, I thought that it would be easy. Okay, I just had a baby and now I it time for me to go back to work. But when I am at work I find myself thinking about my little man. When I actually have to leave the house, I look at my little man and I feel so bad; I feel like he is mad at me because I am leaving him. When I leave him I am almost in tears; and then I think about my mother and how strong she had to be for me and my sister when she was raising us and that seems to clam me down.

I know that I have to work, plus I want to work; but leaving my baby is hard. Even when I go to the store I feel guilty because I should be at home with my child making sure he is okay. So, this is a time I really need my mother for some advice on how to deal with what I am feeling. I know he is okay when I leave because I leave him with his father, but I still feel bad. I feel like I am going to miss something, and that he might not remember me when I come back. But what’s so amazing to me is that when I do come back Lee smiles so big and he snuggles up under me and everything is right in my world. This love, this love, is so incredible and emotional, but it is worth it.

I want to give props to my mother and every working mother out there, because even though you know what you are doing is the right thing for your child, it is also the hardest thing to do. If anyone has any advice on how I can handle my emotion please feel free to share. Maybe with time it will get easier, but so far it has gotten any easier. Until next time……

A Mother’s Love

I remember my mother telling me that no one will ever love me like she loves me, and that never made sense to me until I had me own child. A mother’s love is unexplainable, but I can say that it is an example of how God loves His children. When I look at my child I want to give him the world, I want to be the person he looks up to, and I want to be the person that he can come talk to about any and everything. Before I had Lee I only thought about myself. I only thought about what I could do to better myself or how could I get the latest whatever for myself. Now, I think how can I get Lee what he needs, and what can I do to make sure he has what he wants. All of my hopes, dreams, and desires have Lee in them. So, that means that what I do I do for my family. I know some people might ask, what about your husband, Lee’s father, do you love him still? And my answer would be yes, I love my husband very much. But the love I have for my husband and child are so different. But there is one thing about my love for my husband and child is the same, I want them to have, do, and be the best they can be. 

So, I go back to my first statement of my blog; no one will ever love me like my mother loves me; and now I get it. Because no one will ever love my son the way I love my son. A mother’s love is strong and hard. A mother’s love is deep and wide. A mother’s love is true and unconditional. A mother’s love is pure and bright. A mother’s love is something that you won’t understand until you become a mother.

I would like to hear what you think about a mother’s love. Below you will find some pictures of my little man. Until next time…..

Lee’s Day Out

Well, Lee got a chance to go out and see the world and I was so excited. Lee, baby Lee, and me went out for a walk in the park. I was so happy that we were going out as a family. I was also just happy to get out of the house. Both Lee and I have been in the house since he got home, so I was very happy to get out of the house. I also was excited to show Lee another part of the world, because he has seen his home and his room, I wanted him to see something else. While we were walking through the park I thought to myself, how lucky am I. God has truly blessed me with a beautiful family and I good assignment that allowed me to take time off to be with my baby. I must admit that went I found out that I was pregnant I thought about all of the things that I didn’t get a chance to finish, and how having a baby was going to slow me down in my career. But while I was walking, I looked at my family and I realized that having a family is a blessing from God. God gave me this family because He believes that I can take care of them, as well as take care of my other responsibilities that He has given me. I must also admit that I was so scared of what was to come, because I really did not know what was coming, but God has made a way for this family. And during our family walk I realized all of this. God is good all the time, and He is the one that make every dream possible. I love my family and I am so happy that God gave them to me. I pray everyday for the wisdom to take care of this family as well as my other responsibilities.

We took some pictures of our family adventure, so please take a look and let me know what you think.

Well, that’s my story thus far. I would like to hear yours. Tell me how having a baby has changed your life and give me a heads-up on what I can except in the future. Until next time….. 

Postpartum Changes

By now everyone knows that I have had a baby and that my baby is a month old. By now everyone has been made aware of how my labor went and how I handle it. I have received praise and congratulation from everyone. Now, I want to tell you all how having a baby has changed me.

 On Tuesday I was asked if I thought having a baby changed me and I couldn’t answer the question. I began to think to myself, changed me how; I am the same person I was before I had Lee. For some reason that question remained with me and I began to wonder, have I changed and if so how have I changed. So, have I changed? And the answer would be yes, I have changed. It’s obvious that my life has changed as far as sleeping like I use to, shopping like I use to, and going any where I wanted to go when ever I wanted t go. But how have I changed under the surface.

Emotionally, my heart made room to love someone else; so I am not as selfish as I was before I had Lee. I have began to place his needs first, and I though that it would not happen. For 32 years I only had to think about myself and now I have a little person that I have to think about and provide for. The shift in the way that I think is something that just happened; I really can’t tell you when the shift actually took place, but it did. I am also a little disconnected for my husband, family, and friends because I am all into Lee. So, my relationships have changed emotionally. I haven’t found that balance yet, and that can be very frustrating for everyone. Lastly, I have become more patience. I found myself taking more deep breathe and just saying to myself he is just a baby.

I am sure that I will continue to change over time, but for now these are some of the traits that I have noticed that have changed. I have conversed with alot of women and they all talked about the obvious changes that will happen, so I was ready for those changes; but I didn’t know that I would change as person so much. I still desire the same things I have always desired, but this world looks different to me now that I have become a parent. I can’t tell you when the transformation took place but it did. And if any of you out there are pregnant please be aware that you will transform too.

That’s my story so far,but I want to hear yours. Please inform me of how you may have changed after having your child, or give me a heads up on what to look forward to. Until next time…..

1 Month Old: July 7, 2012

Ready to go to Granddad’s House



Sitting Up Like a Big Boy…



Still Waiting to Leave

On July 7, 2012 Lee Arthur Smith, V was 1 month old, and his father and I were so excited about this milestone. Little man has began to smile a little, and make different facial expressions, and he has started to make different type of noises that just cracks me up. He has gotten bigger, heavier, and longer; but that just means that there is more for us to love. He has started trying to hold his head up and he loves to sit up like a big boy. He has changed so much and I am so happy that I have the chance to see him grow. He has gotten darker, and some of his features have started coming in. His personality is still forming, but one thing is for sure; he does not like anyone touching his hands and I think it is so cute. He is a little fighter, and he knows what he does and does not like. He is amazing and I am just in aw of him everyday.

I am looking forward to see how he grows in the months to come, and of course I will keep you guys updated. Until next time….

My Truth About Breast Feeding

Breast feeding is the nature way of feeding your child, and many women don’t get the opportunity to breast feed their child. I was so fortunate that I was able to breast feed my son, and I must say I enjoyed every minute of it. But I must say that I did not know how frustrating it can be when you are starting to breast feed; and no one told me that it would be so frustrating. This is my truth about breast feeding from the beginning to the end.

When I got pregnant I knew that I wanted to breast feed my child because I know how good it is for my child, and how it could help my body heal and bounce back. But I wondered if I could breast feed because my sister could not breast feed; and I could not remember if my mother was able to breast feed. So, needless to say, I was very concerned about breast feeding my child. During my pregnancy I constantly checked my breast to see if any milk was coming out, and there was nothing coming out. I began to get a little discouraged and I began to think about what I should do if I can’t breast feed. Even though I began to formulate a back up plan, I still wanted to try to breast feed my child. So, I began to talk to other women who where pregnant during the time I was pregnant about breast feeding. I would ask them if they were going to breast feed, and they all said yes; and then I asked if they had any milk coming out of their breast and so of them told me that their doctor told them that they probably would not see anything until their 9th month. So, I began to calm down a little bit and realized that every woman is different. I also discussed it with my midwife, and they told me to calm done and realize that every woman is different.

After Lee was born, I still didn’t see any milk coming out of my breast. And all of the doctors, nurses, and midwives told me that I had to keep trying because the only way to get the milk to come down is to let your baby suck it out. But it was so frustrating because I didn’t think anything was coming because Lee was still so hungry. So, after I would breast feed Lee the nursery nurse would give him a bottle and that made me even more frustrated. While I was in the hospital I had so many people telling me how to breast feed, and telling me to pump because that was the only way to get the milk down. I was told to do this about every hour or every other hour to point that it was beginning to get annoying. Even though it was beginning to get a little overwhelming, I continued to try because I want to make sure that Lee going those nutrients that he needed from my breasts milk.

Lee and I stayed in the hospital for 3 days after I gave birth to him, so when I was sent home I was told to pump and breast feed. My thought about the whole thing was if Lee was getting enough milk, if any milk, from my breast while we were in the hospital why should I continue to breast feed when I get home. But I still continued to breast feed Lee when I got home, and guess what, my milk came down. My breast got so hard and sore, but that Lee was sleep when this happened. So, I began to pump. During that time pumping felt so good, and I was soooooooo happy because my milk came down. I breast fed my son for 1 month and it felt so good. I was able to feed me son the way God intended for me to feed him. While he breast fed I would look into his eyes and I just felt very blessed. I can’t fully explain the feeling that you get while you breast feed your child, but it was a feeling that I was very blessed to feel and I was so happy that I could experience it.



Feeding Lee Arthur Smith,V
 To all the women out there who have a hard time breast feed my advice to yo would be to keep trying because it will come. And if you only breast feed for a short period, it is better than not doing it at all. Plus you bond with your child and that is a special bond that no one can change. I hope my story has helped someone and if you anyone has any advice for me concerning motherhood, please share. Until next time…..

3 Weeks Old

Well, by now I am sure that you guys know that I had my first child on June 7th. And I must say having a baby is hard, but what is a little more difficult is getting use to having a baby in the house. Trust me when I say that everything changes. I love the time that I get to sleep, and that has changed dramaticaly. Now, I am sleeping for 2 to 3 hours throughout the day; and I am use to sleeping for 9 hours straight before I get up to do anything. I had more time to do stuff that I needed to do, or shall I say I had more energy to do those things. It was all about my husband before the Little Man came, now I am more focused on the needs of my baby. But the biggest thing that I can say has changed in the house is the amount of sleep that both my husband and myself are getting. But this blog is not a story about how my life has changed with a new baby in the house; it’s really about how Lee Arthur Smith, V has grown and changed in the 3 weeks that he has  been in this world. Yeah, our world has changed quickly in 3 weeks but Lee has changed also. Lee is bigger than he was when he came home. He is more aware of his surroundings. He is becoming a little more comfortable and he is able to kind of shooth himself.

As parents, we are learning his little coos, and what cry means what. All of this has happen in 3 short weeks. It is amazing to me how quickly everybody is growing and learning. What’s even more amazing is how fast Lee has grown and changed in 3 weeks. It’s also amazing to me how much I love this little boy. See below for pictures of Lee Arthur Smith, V and see for yourself hpw he changed.

                                                    Lee coming home from the hospital

                                                      2 days old-June 9, 2012

3 weeks old
3 weeks old
3 weeks old
3 weeks old-Just took a bath and I am sooo tried…..
So this is my little man, and he is now 3 weeks old. He has grown and chnaged so much I wish I could just stop time because I want him to stay this way forever. But I know that he must grow up, so that is why I will enjoy every moment that I get to spend with him while he is still my little man. Tell me what you think or share your own personal stories about your little one. Until next time…….

Our 1 Year Anniversary

Last year around this time Lee and myself went to the courthouse in Rolling Meadows and vowed to be true to each other until death do us part; in the spiritual realm we became one flesh. That was a very happy day because two families joined to make one family.This day will always be a very special day because this was the day that my mother was born; my best friend came into this world. Today marks the end of our (Lee and myself) first year as husband in wife.

So, today I am reflecting on this year as so many things have happened in this year and I have changed in so many ways. I realized that in order for me to get what God has for me I have to stop waiting around for the perfect time to do stuff and just do it. I have always made excuses of why I could not do something; either I haven’t studied enough or I did not have the money, so I would tell myself that I should wait to take my board exams. Now I am finding myself falling behind, but my dream is still burning bright and strong and I must find a way to get to where God desires me to be. I realized that marriage is hard work. I don’t have any role models to go to when it comes to marriage, so I have found myself saying some stuff to my husband that I shouldn’t say and it always caused more confusion between my husband and I. However, when I go to the word of God I always seem to find the solution to the problem. Within this year of marriage I became a mother. Pregnancy was a journey all in itself that I wasn’t mentally ready for, but I had to get ready. I was always told not to get pregnant, so when it happened I was very upset and I just knew that my family would be disappointed in my because I hadn’t finish what I started. I must say that I was a little disappointed in myself because I hadn’t finished what I started, and now I was pregnant. But motherhood is another story and I will discuss that more in another blog. I also realized that I must accept my husband for who he is and know that I am here to help him be and do better, not change him into the man that I think he should be. And I have found that acceptance is something that is hard to do, because there is always something that you may see in that person that you don’t like and you want to change it.

Like I stated, marriage is hard work but I am very happy that I am married to Lee. We may not have natural role models concerning marriage, but when we look to God and allow him to lead, all of our problems/concerns will be solved. Communication is also very important. We have to make sure that we communicate with God and each other. And we have to make sure that we make time for each other because quality time is very important. We are still growing and changing so it is very important that we stay connected. So, happy 1 year anniversary to Lee and I pray for many more anniversaries.

That’s my story I would like to hear yours. Share your story with me or if you have some advise I am all ears. Until next time……   

Chapter 2: Starting A Family Continues

Well, I am back after 3 weeks and I have great news; I had the baby. Lee Arthur Smith,V was born on June 7, 2012 at 6:30pm. His arrival into this world was something else, and I must say that giving birth was the 2nd hardest thing I ever had to do. The first hardest thing that I ever had to do was say good bye to my mother. She was my best friend and I really wish she was here now. So, let me tell you the story of how my little man came into this world.

The journey started on Wednesday, June 6, 2012 at 8pm. This was the date that my midwife, my husband and I decided to induce my labor. I was so nervous and scared because I had no idea of what was about to happen. All I knew is what other people told me. I was told that getting induced is more painful than actually allowing labor to start on it’s own. But I had other things to think about, and so my husband and I decided that we made the best decision for the situation that we where in. Around 11pm the induction process began and 2 to 3 hours later I was in labor. I was hooked up to the fetal monitor and another monitor that monitored my contractions. Everything was going good, and my contractions were coming very often and they were very strong. My midwife was very excited because she thought it would take longer for the medicine to cause a reaction. My husband was there, and I know that I could not have made it through the whole process without him. I thank God everyday for him. I was in labor for 14 hours and I had on dilated 5cm. My midwife was very concerned because they broke my water and at this point time was very important. The bag that the baby was in was protecting him from infections and because they had to constantly check me to see how I was progressing the midwife was ver concerned about my baby’s health. So, now we had a decision to make and my husband and I decided that maybe it was time that I had a C-Section.

My midwife wanted to wait another hour, but I was done and I was so ready to have my baby in my arms. So, she made sure that I really wanted to have the surgery and I was sure. She called in the medical doctor to perform the surgery, and she told me that it would take awhile for the MD to get to the hosppital. I was scared and a little sad because I wanted to have my baby vaginally. But before I when into the hospital I told myself not to get stuck on trying to do everything naturally because I am a chiropractor, or because that is what a lot of older women say that I should have the baby naturally. I went through with the surgery and at 6:30pm on June 7, 2012 my little man was born and I can’t explain the feeling that I felt. Every woman that I have spoken to about having a baby all say the same thing, the pain and the hard work is worth it. And they were all right, it was worth it, but I don’t think that I want to do it again.

I am so in love with my little man and now I know how much God loves me. I never thought that I could love another person the way that I love him. He is so little and helpless and I just want to give him everything and protect him for everything. I find myself just looking at him and tears are coming down my face. I want him to do so much better than me, but in order to make sure he has that drive I have to show him. Because it is true when they say kids do what they see you do not what you say. I just pray that my husband and I are good parents and that we show him how to be a good citizen and a strong, educated man.

Well, that’s my story of how my family was started. Now, I am on a new journey and I am so happy to share it with you all. Until next time……