Saturday, March 29, 2008

Inside Every Great Man You Can Find a Woman Like a Soldier

For future reference, if you don’t want me to be snooping, you shouldn’t leave your blog up signed in with password and everything, little missyyy ;-) I know you’re busy, but this needs a little updating, so I’m taking this into my own hands. Hope it’s a fun surprise for you. And while I’m at it with hijacking your site maybe I should erase that uh---embarrassing post about say um----Kariah, Kajanàe, and some unknown male getting some type of action---? Is there something I should know, Breezy Boo? Alrighty here you go, courtesy of Fabolous and Neyo, You Make Me Better, dedicated to youuu.. oh and a P.S. Don’t get too busy. Take some Lia time, okay? Heart you.

I'm a movement by myself.
But I'm a force when we're together.
Mami I'm good all by myself.
But baby you, you make me better.

You plus me, it equals better math.
Ya boy a good look but, she my better half.
I'm already bossin', already flossin'.
But why I have the cake if it ain't got the sweet frostin'?
Keepin' me on my A game.
They may flame
But shawty, we burn it up.
The sag in my swag, pep in my step.
Daddy do the Gucci, mami in Giuseppes.
Guess it's a G thing, whenever we swing.
I'mma need Coretta Scott, if I'm gonna be King.

First things first, I does what I do.
But everything I am, she's my influ.
I'm already boss, I'm already fly.
But if I'm a star, she is the sky.
And when I feel like I'm on top.
She give me reason to not stop.

And though I'm hot,
Together we burn it up.

The caked up cut, the cleaned up ice.
When shawty come around, I clean up nice.
Dynamic duo, Batman and Robin.
Whoever don't like it, it's that man problem.
And when I feel like I'm tired,
Mami be takin' me higher.
I'm on fire
But shawty we burn it up.

Inside every great man, you can find a woman like a soldier holdin' him down.

I'm a movement by myself.
But I'm a force when we're together.
Mami I'm good all by myself.
But baby you, you make me better.

:-* You gotta fix this post time clock babe. It’s way off. I’ll snoop around and see if I can fix it.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008


Last night I was encouraged to read these words from Max Lucado in his book And the Angels Were Silent (about the last week of Christ's life before the crucifixion):

Take this quiz.

Name the ten wealthiest men in the world.
Name the last ten Heisman trophy winners.
Name the last ten winners of the Miss America contest.
Name eight people who have won the Nobel or Pulitzer prize.
How about the last ten Academy Award winners for best picture or the last decade's worth of World Series winners?

How did you do? I didn't do well either. With the exception of you trivia hounds, none of us remember the headliners of yesterday too well. Surprising how quickly we forget, isn't it? And what I've mentioned above are no second-rate achievements. These are the best in their fields. But the applause dies. Awards tarnish. Achievements are forgotten. Accolades and certificates are buried with their owners.

Here's another quiz. See how you do on this one.

Think of three people you enjoy spending time with.
Name ten people who have taught you something worthwhile.
Name five friends who have helped you in a difficult time.
List a few teachers who have aided your journey through school.
Name half-a-dozen heroes whose stories have inspired you.

Easier? It was for me, too. The lesson? The people who make a difference are not the ones with the credentials, but the ones with the concern.

Thanks, Max. I needed this reminder.

Friday, March 21, 2008

A Smörgåsbord

Today is Kajanae Samaria's 2 month birthday. Happy 2 months, my sparkly-eyed koala! :) As Kariah would say, "I love you big much!" Funny how you've only been with us for two months, yet I can't even imagine life without you! xoxoxoxoxoxoxo

Being the Friday before Easter, I would like to share a song called "How Deep the Father's Love For Us," which is very timely in our celebration of Jesus' sacrifice, the ransom from our sins, and His resurrection...the promise of new and eternal life:

How deep the Father's love for us,
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure

How great the pain of searing loss,
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One,
Bring many sons to glory

Behold the Man upon a cross,
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice,
Call out among the scoffers

It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished

I will not boast in anything
Not gifts, nor power, nor wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection

Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom

And finally, please remember little Kimora as she came down with a bug yesterday. I think it must have been a 24 hour virus as she is already feeling much better, just tired. Kimora HATES to throw up and shrieks and carries on like she's dying, so just remember her if you find yourselves short of prayer requests (not likely!).

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

The Last Supper

I’m not sure if I’ll have time to post tomorrow on Maundy Thursday, so I decided to post today what I had intended for tomorrow. This week is Holy Week, and tomorrow is the day of the Lord’s Supper.

Matthew 26

26And as they were eating, Jesus took the bread, and blessed it, and brake it, and gave it to the disciples, and said, Take, eat; this is my body.

27And he took the cup, and gave thanks, and gave it to them, saying, Drink ye all of it;

28For this is my blood of the new covenant, which is shed for many for the remission of sins.

29But I say unto you, I will not drink henceforth of this fruit of the vine, until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.

30And when they had sung a hymn, they went out into the Mount of Olives.

I Corinthians 11

23For I have received of the Lord that which also I delivered unto you, that the Lord Jesus the same night in which he was betrayed took bread:

24And when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, Take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me.

25And in the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, this cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me.

I love this song, and I sing it to myself many times throughout the year:

“Eat this bread, drink this cup. Trust in me and never be hungry.

Eat this bread, drink this cup. Trust in me and you will not thirst.”

I’m sorry I can’t sing it for you because it’s truly a beautiful song. I look forward to meeting with many of you tomorrow to celebrate the Lord's Supper and give Him praise for His sacrifice for us. Love you all xoxo

Monday, March 17, 2008

Holy Cannoli!

I just checked by profile page...and I'm a little creeped out. Before I posted my picture, I only had a profile view number in the 100s. Now the view count is 492! I'm not sure what to make of this...strange.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Product Pitch

The following message doesn’t pertain to everyone, so if you’re a man or you’re repulsed by breastfeeding….consider yourself warned!

As many of you know, I’m tandem nursing Kariah and Kajanáe. This is the same as I did with Kimora and Kariah for a while after Kariah was born. (Tandem nursing means that you’re breastfeeding more than one child). Obviously Kariah, being 19 months, gets her primary sustenance from table food, but I still nurse her several times daily. Baby Kajanáe is solely dependent on my breast milk for her “food,” as she is not even 2 months old yet.

What I’m building up to is…well…”the girls,” if you will, (and I’m not referring to my children) get worked pretty hard. When three people are dependent upon my boobs, (oops, did I only mention two people? Well, there’s three; YOU fill in the blanks!), the regular lotion just doesn’t do the trick. However, I’ve come across a product that works really well called Purelan. It contains lanolin, which is an excellent moisturizing, non-toxic agent. Purelan and other products made with lanolin don’t have to be washed off before nursing due to its non-toxic property. In fact, regular lotion, vitamin E products, Bag Balm, and even the ointments handed out by some hospitals should be avoided. I just thought I’d share one of my favorite products with fellow mothers, keeping the breasts fit for all the many boob-related activities involving my babies and he- who- shall- remain- unnamed- and- would- be- very- embarrassed- if- he- reads- this- post. ;-p

Friday, March 14, 2008

Kimora's Year of Being 2

What a year this has been for my little Kimora! Warning, Warning! Shameless parental bragging ahead..proceed at your own risk!

This passed year Kimora:

-learned all of the alphabet phonetics. She already knew her alphabet before turning 2, but this passed year she learned the sounds that each of the letters in the alphabet make.

-learned which letters are vowels and which are consonants (and short and long vowel sounds).

-put simple words together. The other day she decided to try to write all of the words that she knows how to write. These include names such as Mommy, Daddy, Kimora, Kariah, Kajanae, Grammy, Pappy, Corinne, Acaijah, Ciahnna, and rough renditions of Coran, Seanice, Jaslene, Kaneefa, and Tyrel. These also include words like cat, bat, sat, mat, which she would write while saying, "Mat. M-A-T spells mat." :) Another rhyming set was cap, sap, map, lap, and nap.

-learned how to count to 100. When this was a novelty, she drove us nearly mad counting slowly and deliberately to 100 several times daily! :)

-became a big sister for the second time. Kimora has truly amazed us with her joyous and kind spirit; I think that she's an inherent big sister...her nurturing instinct is so natural.

-learned more Spanish. I've been so thankful for my ability to speak Spanish, and I want to give that same opportunity to be bilingual with my daughters. Both Kimora and Kariah have surprised many a Latino family when they nonchalantly converse in Spanish after hearing the family speak together (they switch back and forth very quickly). So, this year Kimora's Spanish vocabulary improved immensely and she is getting a good handle on verb conjugation.

-put together her first "big person puzzle" all my herself. It wasn't an astronomically sized puzzle, but it had about 50 pieces, which was pretty good for an almost 3-year-old!

-learned how to swim. Kimora is fearless in the water. When we go to the ocean or the pool, she will take off towards the water sans swimmies, innertubes, everything! My nerves aren't as frazzled as before now that she darts through the water like a little fishy, but I still insist on being RIGHT by her side.

-developed a knack for sarcasm. Hmmm...I wonder who she learned this from? ;)

I love you my little cuppy-cake. You've brought soooo much joy to our lives. May this next year be as wonderful as the last! I'm honored to be your mommy.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Party Central........Preschool Style!

Happy Birthday Kimora Jasmine!

Today my little Kimora Pie turns 3 years old. What a joy this sassy little bundle of love has been these past three years....only a baby, yet a big sister two times over! I can never get enough of her sweetness and wit.

The birthday girl deserves to have the attention focused on her today, so I'll make this post quick ;)...we just put the finishing touches on the preparations for her Princess Tea Party. I'm sure I'll relate the details following the event! :) I also plan to devote another post this evening to Kimora as a documentation of what this past year held for my little cuppy-cake!

Happy birthday, my beautiful baby. I record this for you! When you're older and you read my blog entries, may you feel my love for you reaffirmed and reaffirmed millionfold!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

I'm a Chicken :-(

Hey guys...I have a confession to make. I chickened out. I put a photo of me up here under the profile section...and then I took it down. I'm not sure if I'm ready to make that step yet. I figured, too, most of you know what I look like anyways! :) However, some of you have been talking to a faceless person for quite a while. Sorry I need to sign off right now because Kajanae needs to nurse. I'd appreciate input on what you guys think about the whole photo's not REALLY a big deal, but I'd just like some other opinions before I "jump the gun." We shall see I suppose....

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sibling Relationships and Spring Break Excitement!

Tonight my parents and three youngest sisters are coming to our home for dinner. I didn’t write about this before, because I know that my sisses check my blog and I didn’t want to spoil their surprise…BUT….my parents, Jamal, and I are banding together to plan a special spring break trip for them to Cancun, Mexico. Corinne, Acaijah, and Ciahnna will each get to bring one friend along….so that’s my mother, my daddy, Jamal, me, Kimora, Kariah, Kajanae, Corinne, Acaijah, Ciahnna, and three family friends of the girls’ choosing!!!! It’ll be quite a crew, but I know they will be just DELIGHTED…I can’t wait to tell them! I truly appreciate my sisters sooo much and all that they do. They’re such helpful, generous, and giving spirits. In addition, they are very intelligent and are so dedicated to their academic work that we feel that they truly deserve a special break.

Speaking of sibling relationships, I have a miniature story to share about last night:

Before Kajanae was born, Jamal and I would rotate children each night when getting them ready for bed. For example, I would help Kimora get ready, read to her, and sing her special lullaby while Jamal did the same with Kariah; the following night we would switch children and I would spend the one-on-one time with Kariah and Jamal with Kimora. However, since Kaji’s birth, usually one parent helps the “big girls” get ready while the other tends to the baby. This particular evening, Kajanae was sound asleep, so we decided to have an evening like our old routine since I think that the girls benefit from one-on-one time, particularly when winding down for the night. Last night I was reading to Kimora and singing her lullaby when Kajanae began to fuss; Jamal left Kariah for a second to go tend to Kaji, and that little cutie (Kariah) escaped her room and came running over to Kimora’s room. Kariah crawled up into Kimora's bed, and they cuddled together with arms wrapped around each other. Kimora announced proudly about Kariah, "She's my best friend!" What an adorable moment! Perhaps I try so hard to spend one-on-one time with my daughters that I underestimate their enjoyment in spending time TOGETHER. :)