Music boxes

Music boxes
Music boxes have within melodies they carry in them, once they're open music feels the air;
Every person you have known has a song of their own, once they open up you'll hear whats there;
Every person longs to find who they are deep inside, every person yearns to know their place..."

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

My valentine

If you know me for over a year, you know I get all mushy gushy on velentine's day.

I knew she was special the moment I found out I was pregnant. I don't know; just a feeling you get that tells you you're carrying someone extra special inside you. When she was born, after 22 hours of labor, almost 4 hours of pushing, a handfull of doctors and even more nurses, the hospital's head surgeon coming in, grabbing the forceps and getting her out of there asap, everyone clapped. I didn't really realize that we had both been in danger until much later.

She's nine today. Nine. Where did eight go?

She has grown into a beautiful, smart young girl; we've had our share of trials and still deal with asthma and Tourette's syndrome. But everyday I look in her eyes and see heaven. She is kind, gentle, considerate, and everyone that meets her gets a glimpse of her enchantment and falls in love with her.

Happy birthday Valentine!

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Some pics


First off, Hi Corey! :)
Thanks for your concern. I apologize it has taken me so long!

We are all doing well. It has been a busy 6 months. I know I need to sit down and tell you guys all the details, but yeah, you guessed, it won't be today. :p

I still don't have a computer (oddly enough, you can survive without one), so it becomes hard to find a quiet place to sit and settle ideas and thoughts to give you the whole scoop. I just wanted you to know that I haven't forgotten you.

The kids are doing great. They just blossomed so much these past months! Nicolas (5) came out of his shell and is going to preschool in the mornings. We keep reminding him that we need to speak english at home; this is a true miracle, lol. He always knew portuguese but was stubborn in the US and would not speak it. Now he won't stop. It reminds me of the donkey in "Shreck", when the princess discovers he can talk, and Shreck tells her that that's not a big deal, hard is to make him stop talking. Oh boy, I'm comparing my son to a donkey. Forgive my line of thinking. I'm so proud of him, he just beams everytime he accomplishes something new, and I stand in awe watching him grow!

Suzana will be 9 on the 14th. Oh my sweet valentine! Where has the time gone? She is a joy; she is loved by everyone that meets her. Her energy and enthusiasm for life is contagious, and one can't help but being happy when she's around. She's in 3rd grade; loves school, her teacher and friends, complains only about homework; but then again, who likes homework?

It's hard to me to pic a topic and write, since so much has happened. So, what about you choose the topic for my next blog entry? It will be easier for me that way.

I miss you guys, my cyberfriends. I hope I can get going again and catch up on your lives too!

Love to all!