Happy 5th Birthday Landen

5 years ago today, I cried tears of sadness, tears of uncertainty for your future and for mine. I can still smell your sweet scent as I held you everyday for two weeks in the NICU. Coming home without you everyday was the hardest thing I have ever had to endure. Now you are 5, in Kindergarden and I think to myself, where did the time go.  




           I haven’t been the perfect mom; I needed, I need more patience. I know God is working in me and I also see him working in you. Just like a child learns as they grow, I am learning to.

Yes, these past 5 years have not been easy, along with your precious spirit comes a lot of responsibility and work in raising you, but along with your father and Gods help we are going to work hard to help you have the best life you can.



I love you Landen. Happy birthday, my son.


Some Kid Told Landen Hurry Up – July 18, 2014

Everyday I try to take my trio out of the house for at least a couple hours. Today we went to the bay and as we were walking by the water, a lady walking her dog turned to me and said that she is a retired pre-school special-education teacher and that she connected immediately with my son the second she saw him. It turned out she knew about Landen as Landens teacher talked about him to her and expressed how smart my boy is! I was shocked to hear the compliment, as I know my son is delayed but then felt overly proud at the same time.

After our walk on the bay, I took my children and niece to the near by park. As all the kiddos were climbing on to the swing set, Emily was helping me guide Landen as it’s tough for him to climb up the ladder. All of a sudden I heard this boy telling my son “hurry up!”

Proverbs 14:29 says, Whoever is slow to anger has great understanding, but he who has a hasty temper exalts folly.

So I yelled and cursed at this boy! JUST KIDDING! No, I contained myself as I could have been rude about it, and stated firmly “My son is slower, so your going to have to be patient”.

The bible also says in James 1:19 “let every person be quick to hear, slow to speak, slow to anger”. As I reflect on the “quick to hear” I can only imagine this referring to when you hear something that gets you really angry, hear it quick so instead of it lingering in your mind while you blow up on it, you analyze what you are going to respond or if you should respond anything at all.

As we were wrapping up to leave the park there was this chubby little girl that was part of a daycare class; however she was playing by herself and I could tell I caught her attention as she was in awe that my boys were getting praised just because they were going down the slide. She asked me for my name and started doing tricks on the bar to seek feedback. I praised her with a “wow, good job!” and realized with small gestures like this, you can really encourage lives and reflect God’s love.

Receiving Faith

It’s been exactly over a year since I’ve last written, and there has been a big change. There is now a new addition to my family. Eliana Faith. The meaning of Eliana is “The Lord answered”. Before conceiving Eliana, I prayed to God for a girl and during my whole pregnancy I continued to pray as we decided not to find out the gender of our baby.

 Finding faith that the Lord would answer my prayer was not easy, as I was tested. After we announced that we were expecting our third child, two family members shared with us that they dreamt that we were expecting another boy and they were adamant that’s what we were going to have. How did I feel? I don’t think I can even explain?…..but I prayed, and I prayed really hard.

 You see, it was my hearts desire for a girl. I delighted in the thought of having a daughter that not only I could do girly things with, but that I could establish a beautiful mother daughter relationship with. I also thought of my son Landen and how having both a sister and a brother would be good for him.

 It would hurt me and even annoy me at times when people would start stating that I was going to have a boy because of the way I carried. With all three pregnancies, people always proclaimed I was having a boy because of the way I carried but with this last pregnancy I wanted so bad to not let their comments affect me as I really wanted to believe that God would answer.

One day after church, a family membered commented how my stomach was so round and then another family member commented, “Oh, its a boy.” I was holding back the tears but when I got into my car all those tears were released. Chuey exclaimed to me, “didn’t you listen to what pastor talked about?” as the preaching was about faith. So of course he heard me whine about my feelings and how my faith was being tested.

 There was a Christmas dinner for the ladies at our church that I was so excited to attend, as I don’t really get to attend a lot of church functions. That evening I left encouraged with a scripture that I engraved in my heart and even inserted in a frame in my bedroom and that is Luke 1:45

–“Blessed is she who has believed that the Lord would fulfill His promises to her!”

 Knowing that the bible says in Psalms 37:4 “Delight in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart” – Luke 1:45 changed me, it somehow made me happier, stronger, it helped me believe, it helped me receive faith.


It’s so clear to me now; that we find faith in the Word of God.



Call Me Frugal But I Am Not Cheap

I had coffee late last night and could not sleep!  So after doing some laundry at midnight, I decided to pick up my bible and it opened up to the book of Proverbs.  Reading inspired me to write these thoughts.

The definition for frugal is saving; avoiding waste.  If you delay pleasure to make a big future purchase, that is being frugal.  A frugal person does not sacrifice quality to buy something only because it cost less money.  A person who is cheap is a person who is stingy and whose ways affects the quality of life of their family.  Being cheap means you will sacrifice quality to buy something cheaper because it cost less money.

 Poverbs 30:25 Ants are creatures of little strength, yet they store up their food in the summer.

Growing up, few family members would tease me that I was cheap.  When I would get birthday or Christmas money, I would never spend it but put it away.  I would feel so hurt and insulted, especially when they would blurt this out to people and when they would tease me by patting their elbow.  It really made me feel horrible.  They would say I was cheap because I wouldn’t want to spend my money.  Yes, it’s true; I didn’t spend my money… why? Simple, as a kid I knew the value of a dollar.  I remember my parents sometimes stressing out about money…that may be why I never asked them for materialistic things but it was okay because I never needed anything.  My parents always provided food, shelter and necessities; that is all I needed.

My saying is, “you will never make a million dollars if you don’t start with one dollar”.  I knew that someday me putting away my money would come to good use.  When I first started working, my money went to pay my car insurance, gas, church tithes, I would give my mom a little bit of money but the rest went straight to my savings.  Where is my money now you ask?  Well, it was spent on what I knew would be my future and now my present.

So to those individuals that would tease me and make me feel ashamed, with all due respect, look at me now.  I own my home and I am now a stay at home mom.  Yes, I’m not living the glamour life and I don’t have a big home but I am so very blessed and happy.  I also want you to know that I don’t regret not spending my money on worldly pleasures because it has no comparison to the pleasure I have now, which is my husband and my sons.

Like the bible says, “give me neither poverty or riches but give me only my daily bread” Proverbs 30:8. 

Thank you Jesus.

Landen’s Language

Shamefully, I admit that I used to worry that Landen might not progress in speech like other children with down syndrome since not everyone with down syndrome has hearing loss.  The other day when we took Landen to his Audiologist appointment, God allowed me to meet a mother that has a nine-year old girl with down syndrome.  Just like Landen this girl was also wearing hearing aids.  This beautiful little girl who barely got her hearing aids at age 9 did speak.  Only 50 words but something is something!  The mother shared with me that her daughter was born with bigger problems they needed to worry about, that getting hearing aids came later on.  From experience, I relate with this mother.

There is a language that Landen is an expert at and that is gibberish.  If you know Landen, you know that if he could talk he would talk up a storm! At three years old, Landen is currently saying “ba-bu-a” which is “bye-bye”, grandpa (he adores his grandpas) mama, papa, apple, banana, play, night-night (he says this when he is tired) book (he LOVES books! So much that he chews on them!) and aqua “water”.  His new word is apple-juice!  We are also teaching him basic signs.  Some of the signs he knows is more, food, drink, help, book and sleep.  When he wants to he will sign bathroom and say “poo-poo”.  I really think he avoids this sign because he doesn’t really like sitting on the toilet.  Lately he’s been hiding when he goes number two!

I pray for Gods healing over Landens hearing everyday.  You know what though? Although, my hopes for his hearing to be healed is for him so he can have one less obstacle in his life, another part of me wants it so we can testify unto doctors and unto everyone of how REAL our God is.  Our dying world needs to know God and my hopes is that Landen will be used for that.Image

Don’t Judge A Book By Its Cover

When I followed up on an interview for a job 8 years ago, HR informed me that they weren’t hiring but that they often get their employees though a temp agency.  I really wanted this job; it looked like an awesome opportunity so I investigated which temp agency it was.   After 4 months of being employed through the temp agency I was officially hired onto the company.  HR was informed by my supervisor that I was doing an awesome job and that they wanted me hired on.  I’ll never forget when HR shared with me that she didn’t think I would fit their job position.  This job position requires you to often take difficult phone calls with insurance companies, physicians and patients, so she very well might have assumed that I was too nice for the job, but I proved them wrong.

Going back to work after Landen was born I was offered a promotion.  I informed them that in order for me to accept this promotion it would be important for me to keep my existing schedule of 6-2:30pm.  I needed the early schedule to ensure I would have more time with Landen, especially because he was receiving therapies.  Leaving work any later after 2:30pm would mean it would take me over 45 minutes to get home.  Since my shift was not promised I kindly declined the promotion.  About a year later, the position was offered to me again and they were able to consider my schedule needs.

There was a time when a family member was giving Landen candy.  I never give my son candy so I said to them, ‘don’t give him candy”.  They did it anyway.  I stated it again, “no, don’t give him any”.  They thought it was cute and did not listen to me.  Then the third and last time I said it with a stern tone in my voice.  Later on that evening I was told that I shouldn’t have said it the way I stated it because a pastor was there.  They told me “there is a place and a time for saying things”.  My reply to them was simply this, “I’m sorry but when it comes to my children, I don’t care who is there.  You mess with my kids and I will turn into a lion.”

I’m sharing these scenarios with you because just like HR underestimated me as a person, I know I have been underestimated as a mother and it hurts.  For those who are reading this, take this with you… don’t be like Goliath and underestimate the strength of David.  Give people a chance without making any judgments and for goodness sake, don’t give babies candy!

I’m Having Another Baby!

During the time Landen was in the NICU after he was born, my husband and I went to have dinner at Los Panchos.  I love bean burritos with lettuce and salsa but in those specific days I could hardly eat.  I remember our discussion very clearly.

Trying to hold back tears because we were in public I asked my husband, “Chuey I don’t think we will be able to have more children,  Landen is going to need so much attention.  How do you feel if Landen is all we have?”  Chueys eyes were red.  I could see the hurt in his eyes.  He replied to me, “I know, Landen is all we will have then.” At that moment, in the middle of that taco shop, its like we were hugging each other with our eyes.

I’m a planner.  I’ve always been one to set short and long-term goals.  Our plan was after our first baby, I was going to get pregnant right away because I wanted my children to grow up together and be close.  I didn’t want my children to feel lonely as I often felt growing up.  My brother is four years younger than me.  Yes, there were times where we played Nintendo together, we did karaoke and rode our bikes together but there were still moments I needed someone to talk to and he was just too young at the time.  Now that we our older, he’s like my big brother but unfortunately, we don’t see each other very often.  My brother has a good heart which I don’t think many people see or understand but that’s for another blog.

What changed my mind about having another baby? It was what my father-in-law told my husband and I.  He simply said, “don’t let your situation change your plans”.  I think I understand now what he was trying to tell me.  As christians, we go through trials and tribulations in our lives but that doesn’t mean we should stop believing in God.  Those trials are there to make us stronger and give us life lessons that can help us accomplish our goals.

We waited until Landen turned two years to get pregnant again.  We figured by the time the baby would be here Landen would be close to walking.  I  remember texting my sister-in-law letting her know that Chuey and I were going to try to have another baby.  I told her that she should also try so our babies could be close in age.  What she didn’t think would happen, happened; two weeks later she called me at 5:45 a.m. in the morning telling me she was pregnant! A week after she told me, I gave her the same news! I’m having another baby! This pregnancy was beginning with a good start.