Keeping it Real~The F*BOMB post

{Photo Credit: Andy Frisella's Facebook Page}

It was pointed out to me that those who don't really know me in person, might not know that I cuss.

Weird subject I know. Bare with me. 

Well, I do. Some days more than others. I do. I am a professional and I don't go around cussing people out at work and I also don't just randomly cuss at strangers. I do though at home, in the car, around my Husband and kids, am known to drop the "F*bomb" and cuss in general, as tacky as that may sound. Some days my speech and how I want to convey certain passions or emotions are only done by adding the correct amount of cuss words. Just being real. 

And, if you follow me on social media or my blog then you know I tend to keep my style very G or PG rated. Because I do work with brands and have a very serious level of professionalism for my blog as well. I treat it as I would my 8-5 pm job. But, I don't by any means want to give off the "I am so sweet, goodie goodie, cookie cutter, Momma" image, because if we become friends you will realize. That's not really who "I am". Don't get me wrong, I am sweet and can be very cookie cutter and play by the rules and all. But, I don't ever want to scare people who might follow me here if I meet them in person and rant off with some cussing included. 

This came up because I have a new love for a podcast by Andy Frisella, of MFCEO. While his point might get across without him cussing. He addressed that cussing is just natural for him. For me, his point comes across a lot more clear and with much more passion when he cusses. I love his words and his posts. I don't want to feel like I can't share these posts because they might offend someone. I know they might but at the end of the day. I want to be real. I like to follow people who have these same real raw emotions. Because well. Deep down inside I sometimes feel the same way about life. Don't get me wrong, I am not going to change my style drastically but I might just post this type of thing now and again and I don't want anyone to be surprised when I do. 

{Picture Credit: Andy Frisella's Facebook Page}

I recently gave a speech about how I have gained my confidence and taken risks in my life, I spoke about my faith and praying. Because I am a faith filled, believer. But, I also spoke about being a BadAss. I also always preach about balance in my life, I feel that this post is about balance. How I balance having faith, praying and also expressing myself with words and sometimes those words are "bad" words. Cause, well I am human. I don't ever feel I need to be one extreme or the other. I also don't feel I should hide it or not be myself cause I am scared of what others might think.

My blog has been around the block and I just like to freely be me. As I have been in the past but maybe a little more raw these days. 

My 30's have been great and are only getting better and I feel that I have found a place as  a Momma, a Wife, an employee, a Sister, a daughter, a doer, a dreamer and I want others to also find their place. I want other momma's to know they can be awesome and badasses while being the sweet fun Momma's they want to be.

See, that wasn't so bad. Or probably what you thought it would be. You can relax now. 

Discipline Oyiii!

I know that I am a new Momma and all, I am probably only just scratching at the surface of what Motherhood, Discipline and having children entails but I am going to dare to give it a whirl. I think though that my Husband and I having children "later" in life {for us Mexican}, was for a good reason. We both believe and know that we will certainly lead by example. Yes, we are all human and yes even at 30 {"a much wiser age"} I continue to make mistakes but if there is something that I have learned is that these mistakes are made for learning and for growth.

Ricardo and I have both established that we should always agree on discipline and should never argue it's validity in front of our children. If Ricardo or myself are in the middle of discipline {yes, with our TWO year old} we support one another. We are yet to find a good balance in tone or firmness of it all but we never undermine one another or favor Santi's tantrum over our decision to act upon his actions. This is where questions arise. Yes, we more times than not agree that Santi needs structure, rules and at times stern reminders of what is right and what is wrong but our tactics are not always effective. He has a very strong personality and can dominate most situations. It's been a true challenge to find the "correct" or most effective type of discipline for his age and for his actions.

We started with "time out" around the time of Cami's arrival. We suspected some sibling jealously or rivalry if you will. But, as time passed and we realized that he was over powering other children and hitting his cousin who is a bit smaller than him in size, then we were faced with a new challenge. Added firmness to our discipline strategies. At times, yes, that means, the "s" WORD. Spanking. And, raising our voice more than once to get his attention. Which then led to empty threats of getting a belt but never really having the heart to do so which then all became a funny situation as he realized that we were really not being as "stern" as we thought we were. He would mimic our actions and mock the "pow-pow" motions with his hands. We couldn't help but laugh as he returned the waving of the pointer finger for him to behave and the gibberish that came out of his mouth was just as irrelevant as the words that were coming out of mine.

Now, almost 8 months after the arrival of his little sister; countless tears on Cami's part, frustration on our part, tears on Santi's part, and at times mine, we are back at square one. Ricardo tries but working 8 hours and going to school until 10pm, results in excuses of being tired. Don't get me wrong, I have the same excuse. I am too tired to make our little man see how bad he is being. Therefore,still, no resolution to Santi's "bad behavior".

When we took him to his two year check up the doctor blamed his "Terrible Two's" but honestly I think Santi knows; A. that he is being bad and can get away with it and B. that at times...we give up... 

Now we are here..."those parents" with "that child"... and I really don't think I like it. Just this past weekend a dinner turned into a lecture about the fact that we allow Santi to get away with more than he should and how if we don't get a hold of him now he may end up in jail. I feel horrible. I want to seek help and read up on what the professional have to say. I know that a big part has to be a really good effort on our part. But, we really don't believe in spanking and time out isn't working. We are not sure if taking things from him or not giving him "treats" will work because I really don't think he cares if we tell him he can't watch TV or that he won't get ice cream after dinner, ya' know?

What is this Momma to do? Any advice? Any good books?

Dirty Laundry.

I woke up at 5 am today. My son had a fever.{My "Momma least favorite moment" for today. I think it's a virus..his fever is accompanied by a clear runny nose and dry cough....we are in Houston..it could be allergies..} I got out of bed, took care  of him and then went on to try and start my day.

First couple of Momma duties:

#1 Get clothes out of the dryer.
#2 Get whites out of the washer and into the dryer.

As I was pulling out all of my clean and fluffy laundry, I realized how much I dislike folding baskets full of clean clothes. I don't mind gathering, sorting and washing. It's the once they are clean  and dry, getting them out of the dryer and into the basket to fold, hang and distribute part that really gets me.

This morning as I pulled my clothes out of the dryer I thought; why can't everything just be placed on hangers? Or better yet! {My "Momma ah-ha moment" of the day} Why can't the Folding Fairy come through at night and fold and put away all my clean clothes for me?! I'd like that better than 50 cents under my pillow for a loose tooth...any day... well...now probably not so much when I was 6. {Ha.}

I'm just sayin'

It's Momma Pet Peeve # 101~ Folding and putting away laundry! 

What's your pet peeve?

And, if you LOVE folding and putting clothes away...You are more than welcome to come over to Team Gomez's home and give Momma a HUGE helping hand! {Ha.}

I'm just sayin'