As I stand over my sink, washing dishes from last nights dinner, I start to feel my eyes water. My little diva Gabby started biting on my husbands Play Station 4 charger, and I told her, "no, no!" She then preceded to charge towards me with her hand raised as if to hit me. Now this is definitely not the first time she has done this. My response, "don't you dare little girl!" I think that expression on my face frightened her because she immediately started crying uncontrollably. My heart literally hurt. I never wanted my children to be afraid of me. But, then I felt two little arms wrap around my leg. It was Gabby. This is the norm in our household. One minute she's screaming in a massive tantrum, and the next she's being the sweetest little girl she can be. My other daughter Miss Adela, goes up to her sister, and literally mushes her face in passing as if to say, "shut up, and get the hell out of my way!" Yeah, my daughters are definitely not your typical twins that we all watch on YouTube and Facebook where they're hugging and loving on each other. Nope. Adela has NEVER shown her sister an ounce of affection in their 2 1/2 years on this planet. Now back to why I was on the verge of tears. I sometimes feel like I am wearing so many different hats throughout the day, that I am trying so hard to do EVERYTING perfectly, that I am doing everything at a very mediocre level. There's never enough hours in the day to get everything done. This guilt creeps over me from time to time, and I suddenly feel this sense of intense overwhelm, and isolation. Can any of you relate? I want to my children to be advanced academically, socially, and in every other aspect of their development. The reality...both of my girls still vocabulary is still not up to where it needs to be, while Gabby is a social butterfly, Adela pushes her older brother every time he tries to come near her, (not the most affectionate), they both live to bite on everything, extension cords, chairs, zippers, you name it, and they both scream and cry uncontrollably when they want to let me know that they're hungry or thirsty. But you know what I've realized, Gabby knows ALL 26 letters in the alphabet, and can count to 20, and Adela, whenever I point and ask her which shape and color is which, she almost always chooses the correct one. They both love to dance, and watch their brother do, well everything, They both look at me with such love and adoration, like I am the only one who can solve their problems, their heroine. And THAT makes all of the other seemingly negative issues seem, well just small. My son costantly asks what he can do to help out them, he's a great student, an a amazing human being with the kindest heart. After being an only child for 7 years, he immediately adjusted to the transition of being the only child, to bring the oldest of 3 instantaneously. So, I think that I am doing a not to shabby job😊So when you feel like you're wearing ten different hats every day, and you feel like you're doing everything wrong, remember that there's absolutely NOONE that can do what you do better than you. Sending all of you beautiful mamas out their so much love, and I'll check YOU later:)
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Wednesday, January 23, 2019
Friday, January 18, 2019
Day 1 of my twins being in the NICU
It's been 24 hours since my c section, and I am dying to hold my baby girls in my arms. As I finally step out of my bed after being on an intense dose of magnesium, the nurse warns be to be very careful because I might still feel very dizzy and disoriented. My thought process, "I'll hop into the restroom, brush my teeth, wash my face, get my catheter removed, and go feed my babies!" The reality...go into the restroom, grab my toothbrush, and start to see a veil of black slowly creeping over my vision, and call for Erica (my nurse) who was standing right by the door. As I came to, Erica says, "I know that you're super tough, but the amount of magnesium in your system can take down a grown man! When you're really ready to get up, let me know." Now my stubborn ass in my most commanding mama bear voice, says, NOW...I am good to get up, I'm going to brush my teeth, I'm going to wash my face, you are going to remove my catheter, and I AM going to see and feed my babies."Now Erica and I have already established a great sort of girlfriends for years rapport, so instead of taking my commanding tone offensively, she says, "alright girl, you got this!"So, I proceeded to do all of the things that I have just listed, and then, I proceeded to the NICU, rung the buzzer, and the nurse let me in. As soon as I walked in, my eyes instinctively go straight to these 2 little glass beds sitting side by side. There they were Adela on the left, and Gabriela on the right. They were so incredibly small, that the newborn onesies that we brought for them looked huge. They both looked like little baby dolls. I held Adela first, her eyes were partially opened, the nurse said the they were both due to eat in about 30 minutes. After about 15 minutes, I held my Gabby for the first time. She was sound asleep. I was completely mesmerized by both of my daughters. And then... Gabby starts to cry so loundly that my ears were ringing. "Oh yeah, the nurse says, she's ready to eat!" I thought to myself, how in the world does a person that tiny have the vocal cords and lung capacity to yell that loud!" I started to feed little miss Gabby first, then a few minutes in, Adela started to wail..."oh no! How the hell in going to do this?!" I thought to myself, "Alright, I'll call the nurse, and she'll know what to do." And thankfully, she immediately came to my aide. The lactation consultant comes in, and helps me adjust both babies on my boppy pillow which was already placed snugly around my waist. She gave me lots of helpful tips on how to position them, and we were off! A few minutes after Gabby sensed that she had company, she was NOT happy. She began to wail in sheer anger, as if to say, "back off! That's MY mom!!" As I nervously tried to calm Gabby down, Adela continues eating unfazed. The nurse finally comes in and starts to bottle feed little miss diva, (still her nickname today;) and I continue to feed Adela. Gabby continues to wail as the nurse attempts to bottle feed her. For what felt like an eternity, I continue to feed Adela, as Gabby continues to wail in the nurses lap. Finally I trade babies with the nurse, and as soon as I started to hold her, she opens her little eyes and looks at me, and stops crying. Although very frustrated and afraid, this moment was the most blissful moment since they were born. It was at this moment, that mine and Gabby's relationship began. It was the moment that she ,et me know that I am the most important person in her world. This was the moment that I made the decision to try my very best to practice patience no matter what the situation was. Gabby and Adela are now 2 and a half, and Gabby is still my commanding little diva, and Adela is still my calm, pretty keeps to herself little ball of calm. Well I'll leave you guys for now because it is time to start on my fabulous domestic duties, but I just want ALL of you to know that you are loved, and you are deserving of all the incredible experiences that life had to offer. Remember all you mommas and papas, whenever you feel like you're doing it all wrong (parenting) your kids can't imagine ANYONE that can do it better than YOU♥️In other words, you're the bees knees, and the cats pajamas! Please feel free to share your unique and hilarious stories of your mommin' experiences so that we can laugh (and maybe cry) together.
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Thursday, January 17, 2019
It's been awhile hasn't it?
Wow...its been 5 years since I've posted on this blog. Since my son started kindergarten back in 2014,
my main focus has been his education. I have fully sort of emersed myself in making sure that he always has my undivided attention. I'm sure a lot of parents (especially stay at home parents) can relate. He was my only child for 7 years. Then in 2016, I found out that I was expecting. This was on January 17. On March 17, 2016, I was scheduled for my first untrasound, and my OB looks at me, and says, "are you sure you're only 13 weeks?" Thinking to myself, "yup, this is going to be a huge baby, well, there's nothing that the Lord has put in my path that I couldn't handle." And then I laid down to prepare to take a look at my little bun in the oven, and my OB casually says, "oh, no wonder you look so big...there's 2 in there." My response, no. No. "Could you please check again, that can't be right." She says, "take a look there they both are!" While my husbands response was one of pure elation, my response was...well not so much. I felt like the room got suddenly smaller. I felt like sobbing uncontrollably. But again I thought to myself, "there's nothing in this life that God had put on path that I could handle." So after the initial wave of shock wore off, I told myself "let's do this!" Then, I hit home, made the rookie mistake of going online to watch a bunch of twin births and how to breastfeed twins YouTube, and damn near had an anxiety attack. How the hell was I going to do this?! Fast forward to June, where I was beginning to swell up like a balloon literally from head to toe, and never getting any answers from my OB as to why I was swelling so badly. Every night from the month of June forward, the swelling got progressively worse, I would costantly see stars every time I brushed my teeth, or took a sip of water, my nose would costantly bleed, and I felt like I couldn't get enough air in lungs no matter how deep I would inhale. Again, my OB said that it was no cause for concern, that it was normal since I was expecting multiples. Toward the end of July, immediately after my routine appointment, I was sent to the ER due to my blood pressure being too high, and protein was found in my urine. I was admitted and given 2 steroid shots, and then released that same day. I was told by my OB that the amount protein in my urine was so small that there was no cause for concern. Fast forward to August 11, when I had another routine appointment, and the nurse looked very concerned as she was observing me and taking my blood pressure. My OB wasn't there due to the fact that her son was sick. As a momma myself, I could completely empathize. Doctors are human too, with families just like their patients. The nurse immediate cakes my OB on her personal mobile, and tells her that I did not look good, and my blood pressure was through the roof. Again, my OB very nonchalant, says, "that's normal, she's 100 lbs. woman pregnant with multiples. Just do some bloodwork, and she'll be fine." Then the nurse hands me the phone, my OB tells me that the nurse will be doing some lab work, and if I don't hear from her office by Friday, (which was the next day), that meant that everything was fine. So, Friday came and went, and I didn't receive a phone call. Relieved, I went about my weekend. Although I couldn't sleep due to theinability to breathe while laying down and the swelling made me feel so stiff that I could bend my knees or arms st he joint. I was pacing back and forth on my living room as I normally did throughout the night since June, and I got this eerie feeling in the pit of my stomach. And as did, to I would
pray for the strength to make it through the another night. And I would pray for him not take me before my twins were born. I truly felt like I was going to die. The best way to describe this feeling I had every night was like I was hanging of the side of a cliff, and my fingers were slowly slipping. But I was determined to stay alive for my children. Then, on Sunday night at 11 pm, my husband receives a phone call from my OB's emergency office line, informing him that there were several concerning abnormalities in my bloodwork, and that I needed to go to the hospital right away. So, I took a shower, and I began to pray. "Heavenly Father, please don't take me yet. I can't leave my him with 3 kids. I'm not going without a fight." As I slowly waddled my now 163lb. frame out of the shower, I felt a sudden surge of energy. It was as if I was given a shot of adrenaline. God immediately answered my prayer. He gave me that little boost I needed to prepare myself for the long journey ahead. I get to the hospital, was immediately admitted, and as the nurse was taking my blood pressure she looked shocked. She says, "I need you to stay very calm sweetie, your blood pressure is 200/94." My OB
then walks in and says that I was experiencing renal failure and my the enzymes in my liver
abnormally high, and that if my pblood pressure got any higher, that I was going to go into seizure. The next morning, at 35 weeks, I had an emergency c section, and welcomed my 2 beautiful daughters into the world, Adela and Gabriela who weighed 4lbs 8 ounces and 4 lbs 3 ounces. Thankfully , they were both healthy, but needed to stayin the NICU to gain weight.
Now, they are going to be 2 and a half on the 15th of next month, and are doing amazing! For the next year after my daughters were born, I was experiencing a lot of medical issues with my anemia and my blood pressure. S, I started scouring the Internet for a holistic way to treat these issues, and I found this wonderful little ebook called Lean Belly Breakthrough its $37 and it will give you wealth of knowledge on how to take control of your in a simple but very thorough way. So check it out, and if you love it, awesome, if not, well there's a 60 day money back guarantee. No questions asked. Thank you all for taking time out your busy lives to read my story, and I'll be sharing mire if my crazy life with multiples with you guys soon!
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my main focus has been his education. I have fully sort of emersed myself in making sure that he always has my undivided attention. I'm sure a lot of parents (especially stay at home parents) can relate. He was my only child for 7 years. Then in 2016, I found out that I was expecting. This was on January 17. On March 17, 2016, I was scheduled for my first untrasound, and my OB looks at me, and says, "are you sure you're only 13 weeks?" Thinking to myself, "yup, this is going to be a huge baby, well, there's nothing that the Lord has put in my path that I couldn't handle." And then I laid down to prepare to take a look at my little bun in the oven, and my OB casually says, "oh, no wonder you look so big...there's 2 in there." My response, no. No. "Could you please check again, that can't be right." She says, "take a look there they both are!" While my husbands response was one of pure elation, my response was...well not so much. I felt like the room got suddenly smaller. I felt like sobbing uncontrollably. But again I thought to myself, "there's nothing in this life that God had put on path that I could handle." So after the initial wave of shock wore off, I told myself "let's do this!" Then, I hit home, made the rookie mistake of going online to watch a bunch of twin births and how to breastfeed twins YouTube, and damn near had an anxiety attack. How the hell was I going to do this?! Fast forward to June, where I was beginning to swell up like a balloon literally from head to toe, and never getting any answers from my OB as to why I was swelling so badly. Every night from the month of June forward, the swelling got progressively worse, I would costantly see stars every time I brushed my teeth, or took a sip of water, my nose would costantly bleed, and I felt like I couldn't get enough air in lungs no matter how deep I would inhale. Again, my OB said that it was no cause for concern, that it was normal since I was expecting multiples. Toward the end of July, immediately after my routine appointment, I was sent to the ER due to my blood pressure being too high, and protein was found in my urine. I was admitted and given 2 steroid shots, and then released that same day. I was told by my OB that the amount protein in my urine was so small that there was no cause for concern. Fast forward to August 11, when I had another routine appointment, and the nurse looked very concerned as she was observing me and taking my blood pressure. My OB wasn't there due to the fact that her son was sick. As a momma myself, I could completely empathize. Doctors are human too, with families just like their patients. The nurse immediate cakes my OB on her personal mobile, and tells her that I did not look good, and my blood pressure was through the roof. Again, my OB very nonchalant, says, "that's normal, she's 100 lbs. woman pregnant with multiples. Just do some bloodwork, and she'll be fine." Then the nurse hands me the phone, my OB tells me that the nurse will be doing some lab work, and if I don't hear from her office by Friday, (which was the next day), that meant that everything was fine. So, Friday came and went, and I didn't receive a phone call. Relieved, I went about my weekend. Although I couldn't sleep due to theinability to breathe while laying down and the swelling made me feel so stiff that I could bend my knees or arms st he joint. I was pacing back and forth on my living room as I normally did throughout the night since June, and I got this eerie feeling in the pit of my stomach. And as did, to I would
pray for the strength to make it through the another night. And I would pray for him not take me before my twins were born. I truly felt like I was going to die. The best way to describe this feeling I had every night was like I was hanging of the side of a cliff, and my fingers were slowly slipping. But I was determined to stay alive for my children. Then, on Sunday night at 11 pm, my husband receives a phone call from my OB's emergency office line, informing him that there were several concerning abnormalities in my bloodwork, and that I needed to go to the hospital right away. So, I took a shower, and I began to pray. "Heavenly Father, please don't take me yet. I can't leave my him with 3 kids. I'm not going without a fight." As I slowly waddled my now 163lb. frame out of the shower, I felt a sudden surge of energy. It was as if I was given a shot of adrenaline. God immediately answered my prayer. He gave me that little boost I needed to prepare myself for the long journey ahead. I get to the hospital, was immediately admitted, and as the nurse was taking my blood pressure she looked shocked. She says, "I need you to stay very calm sweetie, your blood pressure is 200/94." My OB
then walks in and says that I was experiencing renal failure and my the enzymes in my liver
abnormally high, and that if my pblood pressure got any higher, that I was going to go into seizure. The next morning, at 35 weeks, I had an emergency c section, and welcomed my 2 beautiful daughters into the world, Adela and Gabriela who weighed 4lbs 8 ounces and 4 lbs 3 ounces. Thankfully , they were both healthy, but needed to stayin the NICU to gain weight.
Now, they are going to be 2 and a half on the 15th of next month, and are doing amazing! For the next year after my daughters were born, I was experiencing a lot of medical issues with my anemia and my blood pressure. S, I started scouring the Internet for a holistic way to treat these issues, and I found this wonderful little ebook called Lean Belly Breakthrough its $37 and it will give you wealth of knowledge on how to take control of your in a simple but very thorough way. So check it out, and if you love it, awesome, if not, well there's a 60 day money back guarantee. No questions asked. Thank you all for taking time out your busy lives to read my story, and I'll be sharing mire if my crazy life with multiples with you guys soon!
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Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Embrace your belly ladies! "All bellies are beautiful!"-Sadie Marquardt
Embrace your belly ladies! "All bellies are beautiful!"
-Sadie Marquardt
Red Tent Revival
I am so bumbed that the Red Tent Revival is over. But I am so grateful to have this amazing opportunity to experience such wisdom from these amazing ,empowering, & beautiful women! They have taught me so much about living in my power & feminine bliss.
Experience last night's replay here: http://bit.ly/day5replayletssamba
Remember To Live YOUR Life Bootyliciously!
Balerie
-Sadie Marquardt
Red Tent Revival
I am so bumbed that the Red Tent Revival is over. But I am so grateful to have this amazing opportunity to experience such wisdom from these amazing ,empowering, & beautiful women! They have taught me so much about living in my power & feminine bliss.
Experience last night's replay here: http://bit.ly/day5replayletssamba
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| Love Your Belly Ladies! |
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| Sadie Marquardt Teaching a Little Samba In The Red Tent |
Balerie
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
What You're Made Of
YOU are made of pure light, beauty, bliss, & magnificence. YOU are the essence of greatness. YOU were put here on this planet to be fruitful, blissful, & abundant in all ways. YOUR dreams are the Angels whispering YOUR life's divine purpose into your ear. So please, follow your dreams. YOU were meant to!
Know this in every single moment. Even when you feel like nothing is going right, know that this is just
the things that no longer serve YOUR deepest & highest good, falling away, so that YOU can achieve
YOUR life's mission. Every negative experience that is happening in your life experience is God & the
Angels showing YOU what you're made of. How are you going to thrive from this experience? What will
you take away from this experience? How will you react to this experience? Show us what you're truly
made of dear one. YOU were meant to triumph. YOU are a piece of God. So show us what YOU're
made of baby<3
Remember To Live Your Life Bootyliciously!
Balerie
Know this in every single moment. Even when you feel like nothing is going right, know that this is just
the things that no longer serve YOUR deepest & highest good, falling away, so that YOU can achieve
YOUR life's mission. Every negative experience that is happening in your life experience is God & the
Angels showing YOU what you're made of. How are you going to thrive from this experience? What will
you take away from this experience? How will you react to this experience? Show us what you're truly
made of dear one. YOU were meant to triumph. YOU are a piece of God. So show us what YOU're
made of baby<3
Remember To Live Your Life Bootyliciously!
Balerie
Monday, May 19, 2014
Remember Who You Truly Are!
YOU are amazing, remarkable, vibrant, beautiful, abundant, blissfull, & free. YOU are the reason that the World is so magnificent & diverse. The world is a better place because YOU are in it♥ Remember that you are a piece of God, & you deserve the absolute best life has to offer♥ Muah!!!
Remember To Live Your Life Bootyliciously<3
Balerie
Balerie
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Ladies...It's TIME!
It is time to shine ladies. To be in our truest magnificence. To shine our light & stop playing smal
l. In doing this, we are creating space for our daughters, our, friends, our sisters, our mothers to do the same. I would like to share with you a quote from Marianne Williamson, " Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do.We are born to manifest the glory of God within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in EVERYONE. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others." So please, do the world a favor, and shine baby!
I send each and every one of you my deepest Love, Light, Bliss, Abundance in every sense of the word, and Imminent Success in everything that you do.
Remember to Live YOUR Life Bootyliciously!
Balerie
l. In doing this, we are creating space for our daughters, our, friends, our sisters, our mothers to do the same. I would like to share with you a quote from Marianne Williamson, " Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate, our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do.We are born to manifest the glory of God within us. It's not just in some of us, it's in EVERYONE. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our fear, our presence automatically liberates others." So please, do the world a favor, and shine baby!
I send each and every one of you my deepest Love, Light, Bliss, Abundance in every sense of the word, and Imminent Success in everything that you do.Remember to Live YOUR Life Bootyliciously!
Balerie
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