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What it Means to Be a Mommy…to Me

The blessings of God that were given to me.

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My kids are my life. Right now, Silvia, my eldest, is in a half-day pre-Kindergarten program at the local elementary school, and the boys, all 4 of them (twins Gabriel & Manuel, Jr., and David) are in their rooms napping.

Or not. I can hear Gabriel playing quietly in his bed while Jr. is asleep in his. I do not doubt that Manuel is asleep in my bed while David is asleep in the crib. Why is Manuel in my bed? I learned a while back that if I let the twins “take a nap” in the same room, they won’t and will eventually wake up Jr. who is sleeping. So, I separate them at nap time.

Ok, so you may have wondered, how old are your kids? Silvia just turned 5 in December, the twins are 3, Jr. will be 2 next month, and David is 7 months old. Yes, we have our hands full, but I would not have it any other way.

Silvestre, my loving husband, and I just celebrated our 11th wedding anniversary this last September. It took us 5 years for the Lord to work on my heart so that I would be willing to leave a career and stay home with my future kids.

When we first got married, Silvestre was adamant that if we were going to have children, someone was going to stay at home. Since he could…