I am a strong woman

I am a strong woman for my children. They are the purpose of my perseverance. Although they are making me grow green hairs, and stress me out. Even if I get a knot in my throat that makes me want to yell so loud. I cry my eyes out. but I still stand tall.

I am a strong woman because, I have a husband away from home. Him working all day. Feels like I’m raising my children all alone. And I still manage to love him and respect him. Even if I feel lonely and sad. Even if I feel like taking off to another place with my kids. That he will never see us. I stand tall. 

I am a strong woman because, my mental illness does not define me. Depression and anxiety are just evil demeanors that want to destroy me. Yes, I take medication, I need it. It helps me. It does not take it away but it controls it. I can live a normal life. I fight every day. And when I feel like crap, I pray. Yes, I believe in god. I’m not religious. I believe in prayer. He listens.

I am a strong woman because I live in a world full of hate, crime, racism, bullying. a world that has billions of people that can kill with no remorse. A place where I fear my children growing up. I wish to shield them from all troubles. But as long as I can I will be a vicious mother protecting her children.

I am a strong woman because I don’t complain about my life. I expose what my life is. So that others like me can see. That there are others in the same movement. Stand tall with me. We are strong woman.

Laundry 

The day I dread out of the week is today. Time to wash clothes at the laundry. My laundry accompanies me with clothes of a family of five. Plus a party of 4 at the laundromat. 

 Yes, my kids go everywhere with me. I am there only caregiver. My family is very small and the one that I do have is like not having any. My husbands side,  live in Mexico. 

My oldest kids, chore is to fill the laundry bag with there clothes and that takes them about 20 minutes “hold the bag,” “no you hold it” by the time it’s time to head out I have already lost half of my energy to even say anything or yell at them. 

I want my kids to learn to be independent for their future. So that they can be self efficient. My mother always had me do chores and I’m thankful for that. Yeah I complained during that time but it definitely paid out.

Once the car is loaded, with the laundry clothes we head out. We really want to invest in a dryer and washer for the house but little by little. We just purchased our home in Los Angeles, California. We have two years as homeowners. And what can I say it’s expensive. On top of that come bills, food, car payment etc… you know the whole Finance. 

I don’t mind heading out to the local laundromat. Kids get to play with other children that come along with their moms too. 

Once, I land at destination. I place Noah, in his stroller and grab the laundry carts and load the clothes. Marley and Justin help me push the carts inside the laundromat. While my older kids sit and play at the little tables I load clothes into the washers. While I steer my son in the stroller. 

It’s summer time here and vending machines are in the laundromat. Of course overpriced junk food and drinks. I just bought a portable cooler and carry water, yogurt, fruit and some veggie chips. To keep the kids handy if they have the urge to ask for a snack at the vending machine. Saves money and more options for them. Always freeze water bottles and place them in there or leave some in the car. So when your ready to drink the heat has already melted them.

Once the washers stop. I start loading them in the dryers while steering my son on the stroller back and forth. He’s quite the unstable, hyper, loud crying fella. So have to lend him my phone at times. Yeah, I rely on technology. I know many parents are anti technology. And I totally respect that. To each their own. 

This generation is different than when I had do go do laundry with my mom. She had me folding clothes and sorting socks. But my son is 2 years old and impatient. A little “Harry the Bunny” helps.

I bust open the dryers. Luckily me they all stop at the same time. But I work one by one. I start folding sorting shirts, shorts, underwear and then lastly socks. Do you guys always have missing pairs? I do all the time. My kids always have mismatched socks. It’s annoying, there under there beds or tucked away somewhere in the house.

By the fourth load. I’m exhausted sweating profusely. Kids are bored they want to go home. Once I finish everything is put away loaded in carts, and back to load the car.

After that I need a nap! The best part about laundry day is the struggle of doing it and being able to have that peace of mind that no baskets at home are overflowing. 

Putting away the clothes is another tedious arrangement. Sometimes I leave the clothes inside the bags. I just pull out what to wear during the days. Luckily my husband understands and does the same. I love how understanding he is. He knows how hard it is with my three kids. 

I know better days are coming. And I will look back at these moments. And miss them. In the meantime, I’ll just write about it. So one day Marley, Justin and Noah can read my blogs. I love my kids. Cherish every moment mom and dad’s. 

How I woke up

Today is Saturday July 22, 2017 and I woke up exhausted. Do you ever wake up and feel like doing nothing. Yeah, well that’s me more often now days. One because my kids are night owls and like to be awake late hours. Funny because they really never napped during the baby stage. My whole life I’ve been a good sleeper. I love to sleep and lay on a nice fluffy bed with lots of pillows. And a nice cool fan… It sounds strange but I even have a fan on during winter time. I think it’s a fat people thing. Lol… yes I am overweight and have struggled with my weight my whole life but my self esteem is very high. And I am not a shame. I’m a work in progress. I’ll write more about that on another post. Back to the fan! I jokingly said that because strangely I’ve only met fat people who use a fan during sleep. Please don’t find it offensive. I am very open minded and speak 100% truth.

Sometimes I feel like as a mom I am forced to be 100% perfect and ready to take on the day. But honestly there will be days where you don’t want to even shower or make breakfast. Or even brush my hair. And my kids totally accept me at all my flaws and my frozen waffle breakfast or just some cereal and milk. They never question me. Kids are so vulnerable and all they want is to be loved. So sit back and watch a movie lay in bed all day make popcorn and enjoy every minute. Life is to short to worry about goes inside your home.

People will always talk and judge. As long as the kids are healthy and happy that’s all that matters. Let’s be selfish with our time if the body doesn’t want it don’t force it. Listen to your body mind and soul. Happy Saturday to all. And rest on…    

#momlife #teamsleep 

Who am I ?

 Hi, everyone my name is Vicki Moreno. I am married and mother of three beautiful kids. I am a stay at home mom. My daughter Marley is 8 years old (she’s the drama queen) my son Justin is 7 years old (he’s my chatter box) and lastly my youngest son Noah, who is 2 years old. (Terrible two’s master) I have the most hardworking husband he works two jobs as a line cook. Six days a week and is off only one day out of the week. I am very blessed to be able to stay home and care for our family.

It’s tuff what can I say parenthood is the scariest hood ever. No one prepares you for the journey of raising little people. My life is surrounded 24/7 around yelling, fighting, diaper change, loosing my keys, (there always in my back pocket 😩) tantrums x 100,000,000 food stains on my shirts sweating profusely. My cat eyeliner melted and smeared under my eyes. Constantly blotting my sweat with my shirt. Gross but it’s the quickest solution. Being stared by strangers at Target for my yells calling my kids names. At least I have my mother as my side kick. Her name is Lidia she works a full time job and helps me so much after her job comes home to help with her grandkids. Props to my mom she was a single mother raising me. I admire her so much.

I wouldn’t change anything in the world for all mentioned before, but sometimes I feel lonely, sad, worthless, scared. Yeah I also suffer from anxiety and depression. I take meds. And this is why I started this blog. To tell you that it’s going to be okay. I want this blog to flourish and touch one of you with my posts. I am a mom and have so many interest and want to share with you. 

I also freelance I am a Makeup artist. Not published but someone passionate about the art. I love, love doing my makeup and feeling beautiful. In order to be okay you need to love yourself first and take care of yourself to be able to care for others. Something I had to learn. Cooking is also my passion. I love shopping the clearance at Target. Lol… 

I am really looking forward to connect with you. And share my shenanigans on here. Blogging is something I been really wanting to do. I love to write. Although I might miss punctuations and not write properly. I am finally here. My outlet to my routine to be able to write about my ideas experiences and everything that flourishes through my brain. Thank you, from the bottom of my ❤️ and stick around.

Here are my favorite creations.

This is all my family. Hubby, kids Mom and me.


Hola, Vicki Moreno