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What happens to the "spark"? People ask me that all the time when I tell them I'm married... What happens? How do you keep it interesting? Are you bored? Do you ever get bored? What do you guys do for fun?
The spark changes, says the girl that has only been married for a handful of years. When we began dating, little shiny objects in mint green boxes used to bring the spark alive in my relationship... Lately, it is my husband making me dinner when I get home from work... The fact that if I tell him my daughter threw up on me, the first thing he says is, "Is she okay?". That he will stay up until 2AM to build a toy kitchen for my daughter so that she can be surprised in the morning. That he tells me it's about time to get my eyebrows done and that at the end of the day, he knows better then to try ANYTHING and invites our toddler to bed with us so she can sing US a lullaby... That my friends is how we keep the "spark" alive...
Sophia has become pretty savvy and into every single thing we talk about... Some call them terrible twos... I call it a pain in my a$$... Anyway! Luis and I have resorted to spelling out all the baby "key" words like Bubble Bath, Cookies, Juice, Chocolate, Ice Cream, etc... etc... Words that w
ill make a child keep begging for these things until they're received... I went to my most un-favorite place in the world this afternoon, the supermarket with Luis and the girls and like always, we skip the cookie and ice cream aisle and don't visit until the very end of our trip (learned from experience is all I can say)... Towards the end of our list, Luis says, "Michelle, ready to get the c..o..o..k..i..e's?" and Sophia says, "Yeah daddy! We're ready for cookies! COOKIES!" Luis and I were pretty stunned but then I thought, she probably hears us refer to those goodies as c...o...o...k...i..e..s.. all the time so whatev's! Luis then decided to test our little sponge one more time and pointed at a pint of ice cream and said, "Sophia, what's this?" and she said, "I...C..E.. CREAM! Chocolate!" Close enough, right? Thankfully I have not given her computer access just yet... The day she can read my blog, I am in BIG trouble! :)
I've noticed that my friends and colleagues all give me rated PG stories and it always either starts or ends with, "I'm afraid to tell you" or "You're a mom!" or "You're going to think this is stupid" or "This is so embarrassing! I don't want to tell you!". While you are most likely right at the fact that I do not care what is going on in your life because I feel that my life actually has meaning. Don't spare me the details! Please! I need some excitement in my life, even if it means living through you! I'm not 12 years old. I'm a mother and while I am an example and will not be displaying my boobs for the world to see... I actually had sex in order to become a mother! I drink alcohol! I read cosmo in the privacy of my own home (that's just because I just started reading it and blush just at the thought of reading that thing!). In other words, I'm a mother, not a nun. I am not judging you, I probably WAS you a couple of years back. So please, don't feel that you need to edit your stories for my sake. I'm all ears! :D
My mother just read my blog for the first time ever and actually laughed at everything I picked up throughout all my years as her daughter... She was happy to learn that at some point in my life, I was actually listening.
Now! I can seriously write novels on my mother's, "momisms" but instead I will tell you her one cardinal rule on birthday parties when we were growing up... Just because my friend Julie LOVES this one! So, growing up my mother never allowed us to go to a birthday party in the park. No, it wasn't because we had allergies or that she didn't want us to get hurt and it wasn't even because she didn't want us to get dirty... It was because she found it to be extremely offensive for someone to have the audacity to invite HER children to a birthday party in the park as to say that they were savages and would destroy their home. Yes! I know but I never said she wasn't intense! I mean, I KINDA get it, I guess... She always made sure that we knew we were important. "If you aren't offered, don't ask", "Don't act like an animal in the Pinata, I'll buy you everything you want when you get home", "The reason you can't play in the mud is because your dress was imported from Spain, her dress was imported from across the street", "I expect my children to all have a chair at your party. If they do not, they will not be going. I don't want them to have to fight for a chair when they're tired." You might think that I had an awful childhood but it was the exact opposite. I had the best a person could ask for and only hope to be a fraction as great as my parents were with me. My mother made sure we valued ourselves and I love her for that. I never in my life let a man use me... I never in my life felt less than anyone and I never in my life felt insecure around ANYONE. I mean, I was the little girl who felt she was above hand games! True story!
So! Sophia recently got invited to a birthday in the park and well... I was extremely offended that they would think my daughter was such a savage that she wouldn't be allowed in their home :) Thanks for everything mom! You see! I was listening!
So I might get some slack for this but SERIOUSLY?! Six freaking kids at once! HOLY CANOLI! I'm watching this show and feeling very bad for that mom... Her husband is a total d-head and did they not learn anything from Jon and Kate? The mom looks AMAZING for having six freaking kids at the same time... Let's count how many times I say Six Freaking kids, lol! Seriously, God does choose who should walk each path because he/she knows that I would've shot myself in the head, LOL! A-freaking-MEN!
I took the time out to fill out this little note on Facebook and enjoyed it so much, I decided to share it with the wonderful world of the world wide web... It was called, 10 Things I learned from my mother... And here it goes...
I feel that I NEED to write a disclaimer for this because those who know me, know my mother is a bit dramatic and intense... I've decided to quote the things/ lessons she has given me in life... Love you mom!
1. "Santa Clause only gives presents to poor children or orphans... We give you your presents, so don't worry about Santa, just let me know what you want and you will get it."
2. "You are and will always be better then everyone. You can always be smarter, prettier and more powerful... Don't believe that there can be someone better... If you believe that you will never be the best" (Not kidding!)
3. "Always remember that at the end of the day, you are a Bonetti... Not a Campodonico" (Bonetti is my mother's maiden name... Did I say she was intense?)
4. "A husband should always love a wife more than a wife should love her husband..."
5. "Pride is everything, so always make sure that whatever you do, you will stand by it."
6. "There is no such thing as JUST a date... You can fall in love with anyone, so always make sure that when you are going on JUST a date, you can see this person being a husband and a parent. If not, enjoy your dinner and move along..."
7. "My children are all very talented... They get it from me..." (This is an example of my mother giving a compliment)
8. "This is my wedding... You will enjoy YOUR wedding the day you have children... Hopefully, they will be girls..."
9. "Always turn to your mother for advice because a mother will never steer you in the wrong direction, she wants the best for you."
10. "Who cares if a woman can't cook? If a man loves you, he wouldn't want you to cook anyway..." (Despite this, I do love to cook :)
I have been taking my huge umbrella to work every single day... Why is it that the ONE day that I decide NOT to take an umbrella a freaking torrential storm comes down on me?! What the eff?!
I had my last daughter a year ago and my body is still deformed... I have the gift of life... TWICE and in return was given the gift of flab... What the eff?! When will my body be normal again?!
Why hasn't cell phone use been banned from all public transportation? Do I REALLY have to listen to Rico Suave talk about how the ladies show him "appreciation"? I'm a mother and am gagging at the thought of my daughters one day being one of those ladies! What the eff?!
A mother should know her place... It is not okay to be in the mall at 10AM on a Saturday with your tits hanging out, holding your son's hand and talking on your cell phone about your HOT night last night! This is your son! Censorship exists! What the eff are you doing to that child!?
Who makes the rules? How come women that you know in your heart will make spectacular mothers cannot have children, yet an irresponsible woman who is on drugs will pop out 10 crack babies? What the eff?! Why is that even okay?
I know I've been out of the "cool" scene but why are people now having conversations in text talk (brb, ttyl, etc.). It will take you the same amount of energy to say the actual words! Just say the words! What the eff?!?!
If the U.S.A really wants to be "green" why don't they just ban plastic bags from all super markets and why are the good re-usable bags so expensive? If you want everyone to participate, you should have a price point that everyone can afford. What the eff?! Help everyone fix our environment!
The next time someone asks me how on earth I can leave my girls every morning to go to work, I'm going to bitch slap them... What the eff?! Keep your dumb questions to yourself unless you want to re-enact a Naomi Campbell moment.
What happens to the "spark"? People ask me that all the time when I tell them I'm married... What happens? How do you keep it interesting? Are you bored? Do you ever get bored? What do you guys do for fun?
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