Sunday, June 28, 2009

"Love Letters"

On the day that I found out I was pregnant, I rushed to a store to pick up a journal. I recorded the many ups and downs of my pregnancy. This journal soon turned into "Love Letters" for Danica. Letters to let her know how much love mommy has for her. Letters to let her know when daddy pissed off mommy. Letters that let her know how much I think about her. Wonderful memories at every age, every milestone or just letters from when I felt it was time to write to my little sunshine Rei.

Have you ever watched "A Walk to Remember"? well, her mother left her a book/journal of famous quotes, poems, and letters. I believe it is important to do something like for your child/children. I know, first hand, it may be a hard task due to time constraints, but when you have the time, write your child a letter let him/her know how much you care. Write about anything & everything. I feel that once I leave this world, Danica would be left with my words and she can embrace knowing that I have always thought about her.

This journal of "Love Letters" is so important to me. Last year August when we moved, I couldn't find my journal, I cried for days, three days to be exact. Nothing in that journal could be replaced. All my thoughts, Danica will never know what it was like tocarry her in my tummy. I was devastated and furious at my husband. I had thought he threw it away. The day I found it, I jumped with joy and I was relieved to know it was kept in a safe place.

The other day, I perused through my journal, and laughed and cried and cried again. All so meaningful to me and hopefully one day Danica will laugh and cry at all the things her mommy has written to her and of her.

It is now time to go out and find another journal.

more on Love Letters to be posted at another time.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Words, Bubbles, Mozart and Eww.

Could you believe Danica is 20month old. What has she been up to? a world full of words,being mischievous. In all just being full of life.


Danica can say ...sit, please, ball, manny, dog, daddy, mommy. You would be impressed she could say a few Chamorro words like, maigo(sleep), boka(eat). The cutest word by far is No and Dunno (don't know). Everything is "NO" and "Dunno" for example.

Danica say hi to Mamaw...she replies "NO".

Danica do you love mommy? she replies "dunno"

Danica where's your mommy? she replies "dunno"

Danica come here. She replies "No".

soon, she will be speaking in sentences. Oh my, I'm thrilled yet I will miss those little baby coo's and babbles. I know she is growing. Amazing, my baby is growing up:(

What has Danica been up to?

Today we went to Chuckee Cheese and my daughter was playing a game. A little girl about the same age as her, walked right up to Danica and took the game piece out of her hand, you should of seen Danica's face, angered by what the little girl did, she fussed and took what was hers and hit the little girl over the head with it. Ouch. Danica was mad but turned away and continued playing her game. Then she went to the slide. As she prepared to slide down another little girl her age was behind her, kicking Danica to slide down. Danica slid down and wanted to slide again, so she climb the few steps up to the slide and then again this little girl was behind her, again kicking her. Danica just slid down and repeated the steps all over again, again this little girl kept kicking her, it wasn't a hard kick if so I would of said something. Danica this time got pissed off, as she sat down to slide down she grabbed the little girls leg and took her down the slide with her. Goodness, Danica sure takes after her dad:) don't mess with her because she will defend herself.

Bubble time. Oh she loved chasing the bubbles. She even said "bubbles".

She also is a Mozart in the making.

with all the little Mozarts, Danica, Isa, and Daven.

Now for the Eww

Brace yourselves my dear readers. Recently, Danica has been streaking around the house, running around butt naked. She has learned, on her own, to take her clothes off, including the diaper. This evening, after dinner, I settled down and watched a little television. Danica was within my sight. Then, she came running around the corner butt naked, laughing. I thought to myself, "great here she goes again". I ran after her and placed a diaper on her. All was indeed good. She sat quietly while I talked on the phone with my cousin Dita. At the corner of my eye I saw her walk away, things were okay, so I thought. Next thing I hear is "EWW, Stinky". I jumped up and casually walked towards her. There I saw it. Stinky, had taken her diaper off and made a wonderful mural on the wall...A POOPY mural! What a great way to end the evening. Mommy had to clean her poopy daughter and her poopy mess.

Sunday, June 21, 2009

My Dad, Ricardo M. Guzman

Today is Fathers Day, not really. On the island of Guam my dad's special day was yesterday, which makes me a day late. Oh well, I'm sure he can forgive his FAVORITE DAUGHTER, for being a day late. Really, dad if you think about it, here in the "mainland" it's Fathers Day too.

So, here is my Salutation to my wonderful Father.

Dear Dad,
You are an absolute wonderful DAD. I remember the wonderful times we shared as a family. Here is what I remember as a ten year old INNOCENT girl.
*The famous Island of Guam power outages ~ we all sat around with the kerosene lanterns and would play spades or twenty one. You would pass your quarters to Roland and me when we ran out, from losing to the older siblings:)

*You bought batteries so we could listen to the radio and during the famous power outages, you taught me how to dance the waltz. "Step on my feet and I'll show you". Every time I find myself doing the Waltz, I think of you daddy.

*One morning after you and mom came home from the flea market you woke Roland and me up with a surprise. A puppy licking our faces. That was such a wonderful gift.

*I remember me, the innocent one, giving my daddy kisses right before I went to sleep.

Dear Dad,
What ever happened to that innocent child who use to give you kisses right before she went to sleep. I wonder. As I got older I know I caused you and mom grief. I wish I could take it all back and be that perfect daughter. Though, through your tough love I am here, doing fine and living well. I am strong because of you.

Dear Dad,
All the memories on the ranch. The corn fields the mango trees and harvesting for dago every weekend was indeed torture to me. Now, as I look back, it was definitely my finest times. Once I moved on my own, I remember having to shop for my own groceries. Dad the prices for banana's, corn all the stuff I wanted to eat, I had to pay for. I was upset because if I was home all I'd do was go outside and pick all the good stuff we had on the ranch. I definitely appreciate everything I am missing back home.
Working for the airlines I would hear people around me "I wish I lived on a Paradise Island". I would always tell people, my yard, my home on Guam is Paradise. Soon I was showing off pictures of your paradise fortress and people would say how lucky I was. Man, they were right. Growing up I always took things for granted and now I appreciate it all. You gave us such a beautiful environment to grow up in, I just wish I appreciated more back then.

Dear Dad,
I know things are hard since you've fell ill. You're not the strong man you use to be. You're not able to walk out into your paradise and work on your flowers like you use to. I know it saddens you but remember to keep your stubborn spirit alive. I miss and love you my dear strict daddy.

I know I owe you money, but like I said, Mom owes you more:)

Happy Father's Day to the best Dad there is, YOU!

Your granddaughter Danica has a grandpa salute to you...

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

New clothes and New hairdo

The air conditioning in my car is just great. Finally, I know what it feels like to stay cool in your own car in this Texas heat. Once again, thank you Mr. Mechanic.

I started the day early. My sunshine Rei and I went to spend some money on some new dresses for her. Then, this mom was due for a haircut. It has been hard to find the time to get it done and who would watch Danica when I got my hair done. I decided on calling Melissa, a friend from Guam, who lives out here in Texas and we both work at the airport. We drove to her house and settled in her monster mommy van and headed off to Wally world. There she was able to take her kids and my only child around the store while I got made up with a new hairdo. I thought of Jennifer from It's a Beauty Filled Life. She should of been sitting next to me. We would of had great chats about our kids and laughed at everything they are going through, the milestones and mischievousness that they may have. She would be here next to me getting her "melancholy mommy hair" taken cared of.
New hairdo, short and sassy, I love it! it's something I have never done...short.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Thank you Mr Mechanic.

June is here and schools are out for the summer. All this means for me(the airline employee) are full flights, many unaccompanied minors and the cat claws coming from every direction, from the customers to co-workers, this will be another long summer.

News on my no air conditioned all this will change.
For about two years I have been driving my car with no air conditioning. Some times I can deal with the heat. After all, I am from the island of Guam, which is 3miles away from the equator. For some reason, there are times when Texas heat does get to me, it can be 100 degrees hot here.
My dear friend from Guam, Bob is replacing my compressor. Thank you Mr. Mechanic. I hope to take long drives around town now. No more
9am - 12pm errands, to beat the high temps. I can now, sleep in, enjoy a soap opera and then head out with my sunshine Rei. Once again, thank you Mr. Mechanic Galarpe.
Summer,of "Loving Each Day" I will be stopping by so our precious little ones can play.