Maya was Madeleine Astor:
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Maya was Madeleine Astor:
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
This Memorial Day we went to Oregon to visit some of my family, the living...
(Camden and Joe)
(Tia Ines and Pochito)
and the ones who have gone before us.
My Grandpa Tony
My Abuelita Tina
My Other Tia Ines
Growing up I remember my abuelitas cutting flowers from their yards and arranging them in vases or jars and taking them to the cemetery. They would put them on the graves of my grandpas and my tia Ines. I liked going to the cemetery, it didn't freak me out. You can see the cemetery from the front yard of my Abuelita Hernandez's house. You can look down from the hill that she lives on and see the general area where my family members are buried.
Now that my girls are older I am glad that I get to share this with them. They were very respectful and tried really hard not to step on "people's bones". They had lots of good questions like, "Are you stepping on someone's head?" and "What happens to their clothes?". But what I noticed most of all was how reverent they were. They talked softly and took their time walking around reading the headstones. Maya was especially touched by all the flags and the soldiers that were buried there.
Some people might think it's strange to take their kids to the cemetery but I think going to the graves of my family members while I was growing up gave me a connection to them. I want to give that same feeling to my children.
So on memorial day not only do we take time to remember those who died serving our country, we also honor our family members who made great sacrifices so that their posterity could have a bright future with endless opportunities. My children will know where they come from and the legacy of hard work and love that is theirs to live up to. Gracias.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Monday, May 18, 2009
(We had invited our other race friends but they couldn't make it.)
I did not have to worry about my alarm because I woke up just before 6am. I woke up with Maya standing right next to my bed staring at me. It totally freaked me out. The last time she did that I accidentally kicked her!
For breakfast I had a banana and a piece of whole wheat toast with some water.
I hitched a ride with Laura at 6:45am and I was off for my race.
Here I am with my peeps at the starting line.
I was mostly excited at this point and my nerves were pretty much gone. So no puking....yay!
Here I am running, and I didn't even spit once!
Friday, May 15, 2009
I can't believe I am doing this!
Why am I doing this?
What if I don't hear the alarm? (remember that Seinfeld)
What if I throw up while I'm waiting at the starting line because I am so nervous?
What if I drink too much water?
What if I have to go to the bathroom while I'm running?
I hope I don't trip...and I really I hope I don't trip someone else!
I hope I don't accidentally spit on someone.
I really hope I don't have to walk.
Maybe I should have ran 12 miles last Saturday instead of nine.
I cannot forget to charge my ipod tonight.
What would happen if I got hurt? Are there paramedics on the route?
Should I wear a hat or sunglasses...or both? Or neither?
I can't decide whether I should wear a white tank top or a red one. Or should I wear a T-shirt instead?
Should I have gotten new shoes?
I really hope my family doesn't get lost or stuck in traffic and miss my big finish.
Why am I making such a big deal about this race anyway? It's only a half marathon, it's not even a real marathon. It's not like I'm really "racing", I'm just want to finish the darn thing.
Last night Eden said "Maya, you HAVE to wake me up on Saturday. I like to sleep in and I can't sleep in on Saturday or I'll miss mom's race!" I love how excited my kids are for me. The picture of them in my head at the finish line is what will be pushing me through those last three miles. And if that picture doesn't keep me going I'll think of the moose chasing me.
Maya said "You probably won't win mom, but it's okay if you get like fourth place..." This will be a great opportunity for me to teach my kids how it doesn't matter if you win first place, it just matters that you did your best and finish what you started.
So my dears....I'm off to load up on carbs at Olive Garden and enjoy every bite of Alfredo dipping sauce guilt free.
Wish me luck....I can already hear you cheering me on. I will report on my amazing race tomorrow or Sunday....if I'm still moving.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I decided I want to have these pictures in my blurb book so you have to see them too.
Me and Camo
Me and Edee Bugs
Me and My Pie
Oh and that fancy bracelet you see there on my wrist was last years Mother's Day present from Maya.