<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:51:38.476-08:00</updated><category term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjGFW2A4o6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/beuBSQwOSxs/s1600-h/bath+tub_m.jpg'/><title type='text'>The Forgotten Mom</title><subtitle type='html'>Somebody please help me to remember...Who am I?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4196384053238445528</id><published>2010-01-26T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T14:41:01.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My little peanut....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S19uJvS-seI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cqEBHpHOeS4/s200/IMG_3831.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431180789226058210" /&gt;is sick :(   Over the weekend I had a wedding to coordinate up in Clewiston, FL. I was M.I.A. from my blog because I had to prepare myself to go organize, coordinate &amp;amp; mediate everything happening for the wedding. Here are some pics:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S19uU8X1vCI/AAAAAAAAAdk/kR8i5u4TNSU/s200/IMG_3834.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431180981714664482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you didn't know, I periodically plan special events - weddings, parties and the like, but realized it was taking too much of my time from my family &amp;amp; me. So, months ago I decided this was my very last wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While the weekend was productive and the wedding was beautiful, it was bittersweet. It was a winter wonderland theme and while it was planned in sunny South Florida,  the only thing that really had any cold was my daughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   * sigh* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just knew that the sleepless nights and restless days were upon me. She told me and the hubs her nose was nenested (translation: Congested) She is so cute! It is so hard though to watch her sick. Somehow, in the middle of having no sleep, watching her struggle to breathe and missing out on my plans I can still smile - God is good. While I am still making my adjustments for the week, I realized I could use a little more motivation to continue sticking things out. Now that I am free from any other pressing things eating up my time, I am looking at how I can be more effective with accomplishing my goals for the year. I already have accomplished one by closing the business so I can have more free time for me &amp;amp; my family. The next few things are just creative endeavors to keep me invigorated!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I noticed that when I am more specific &amp;amp; detailed with how I am looking to accomplish my goals - long or short term - I actually see them through. Maybe not always within " my timing" lol but still they are accomplished.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in the process of laying out the exact days - not times lol - I plan to do everything I want to do. Keeping in mind that I have no control over anyone specific thing. It helps me to be flexible cause I stress less if I'm not as productive as I think I "should be". I am listing the days I plan to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blog&lt;/b&gt; - Monday or Tuesday, Thursday ( 2-3 times per week ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Workout &lt;/b&gt;- Monday,  Wednesday &amp;amp; Friday (Stretching on off days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mentoring &lt;/b&gt; - Wednesday nights with Moms Life Ministry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hang with friends&lt;/b&gt; - Tuesday, Thursday &amp;amp; Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rest/ Mommy time&lt;/b&gt; - At least 15 minutes per day every weekday &amp;amp;  All Day Sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has helped so much already and whatever happens to be left undone I will get to when the next week, God willing, rolls around. It helps me to feel like I am leaving no one out while still taking care of house, home &amp;amp; spending time with the hubs and my baby. I am even thinking of trying to get the hubs in on doing a date night at least 2x per month ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now keep in mind this is an outline of a typical week for me, not something I rigidly live by. I have never been the type of person who embraces order but I find without it you are just asking for chaos. I still sit down to right my plans for the day (at night)- cause you can only plan for so much as a mom. I am also still receiving interviews in order to launch my Inspiring mom interviews - which will launch on February 2nd!!! Yay! As well as continuing to sketch for my collection and I even have an upcoming photo shoot!!! So it seems I am on track FINALLY!!! My only wish is that I would have implemented such simple things sooner. Hindsight is 20/20. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with that said, I leave you with the wise words from... ummm...lol  I don''t know but whoever he is he was wise for saying:  Preparation + Opportunity = Success!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hope is that we are all successful in whatever capacity God has given us to be successful in! Motherhood, Marriage, Business, Health, Finances! Let's get prepared together ladies. If you have any suggestions or tips, always feel free to share. You never know who may need to hear what you have to say to make their day a little easier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't forget to take care of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pics courtesy of Candace Sheppard, JCS Events&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4196384053238445528?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4196384053238445528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4196384053238445528&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4196384053238445528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4196384053238445528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-little-peanut.html' title='My little peanut....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S19uJvS-seI/AAAAAAAAAdc/cqEBHpHOeS4/s72-c/IMG_3831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-1918047481088181588</id><published>2010-01-18T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T08:45:05.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I live for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S1SNe-85wtI/AAAAAAAAAdU/A9pJ8cS33m0/s1600-h/636544american-breakfast-of-pancakes-eggs-and-bacon-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S1SNe-85wtI/AAAAAAAAAdU/A9pJ8cS33m0/s200/636544american-breakfast-of-pancakes-eggs-and-bacon-posters.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428119014322324178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days like today. I woke up this morning - after getting some real sleep, which I never do - well rested and energized. The munchkin was occupied watching cartoons when the hubs came home early unexpectedly! It was a nice surprise, even my daughter was squealing with laughter &amp;amp; excitement. He stayed for a bit ( he came home for a break before a staff meeting, he works 5 min. away) and we talked for a while he even made us both pancakes and eggs. It was sooo good. Bonus? I didn't have to cook! Gotta love that man!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I live for days like today because they are just so easy... there is no where to go and nothing to do. Scratch that,  there is always something to do... laundry, dishes (after the hubs left) and I could go on and on lol! What I love about days like this are the unexpected things that switch up the crazy but mundane routine of "getting through the day".  I am learning that while having a plan is great, the unknown &amp;amp; unexpected things that greet you during the day can be enjoyed equally as well. Don't get me wrong I am not forsaking the plan, just easing into it while making it a part of my lifestyle. I am still being very productive- only thing I have been neglecting now is my sewing :( I have a series of sketches together and a dress form just waiting to be draped but no time to do it. I think every week I am going to actively put one of the "juggling balls" down so I can focus on something really needing my attention... bye bye to being overwhelmed... or so I think lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This past week was unusually crazy as far as time was. It seemed to have really grabbed a hold of me and what's important. My husband is Haitian and so you can imagine how devastating the news of the earthquake was. My poor mother in law is really suffering, family is over there and still are yet to be found.  There is nothing like devastation to snap you out of your small little world and wake you up to reality. I am seeing in an instant how quickly things can change for us and finding the value in every second of every minute of every day. I will continue to hold onto "my plans" however I will guard my time spent with the ones that I love fiercely. It is amazing how reality forces you to truly evaluate where you stand in your life and if you are really pursuing whats important. If the sewing and fashion show or any of my plans never pan out, I will not be broken over it because I intentionally lived for the every moment and the days like this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My husband is the King of planning - trust me... he is a stickler lol but he is so right. I don't know where he got this quote from but I had to share it with you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Time is the coin of life. Prayerfully determine how you will spend it, lest you let other people spend it for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about you... but I don't want anyone spending anything of mine. Money, time or not. Be sure to send a little extra love to those you love today including yourself and be sure to take care of you while the time is one your side. I know it is hard to do but so is anything worth having ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of my love &amp;amp; prayers to the families of Haiti, you are loved. If you can do anything to help, do it. Just be sure it's with a reputable organization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pics courtesy of ycheng.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-1918047481088181588?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1918047481088181588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=1918047481088181588&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1918047481088181588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1918047481088181588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-live-for.html' title='I live for....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S1SNe-85wtI/AAAAAAAAAdU/A9pJ8cS33m0/s72-c/636544american-breakfast-of-pancakes-eggs-and-bacon-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-51873934454892613</id><published>2010-01-13T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:11:37.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when I thought....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I was finally getting a handle on planning out my days and scheduling my time, it's like every obstacle I could possibly face is out to get me! I was just saying how I was going to blog 2-3 times per week here it is exactly one week later and I have yet to do a new post. Is it just me or do you ladies know what I'm talking about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time I go to sit at the computer... or do anything else for that matter, something goes wrong. Something is burning in the kitchen, my daughter starts calling me because she's hungry or has to go potty, it's always something. I guess that's the name of the game when mom becomes part of your "job" description ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyhoo, I just could not let another day go by without posting an update on my new lifestyle changes. While I may not be as successful with my blogging :/ I certainly can say that I've been successful with everything else I set out to do. Every night I sit down to to write down a plan of sorts for the next day. It helps because I'm no longer running aimlessly but if I miss one or two things on the list, I can smile because just about everything else has gotten done! I also can roll it over to the next day and I find I'm much more peaceful &amp;amp; productive. Brownie points for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still working on doing a fashion show... just slowly. I find that pacing myself for when the timing is just right will allow me to be more creative. So I've decided that in the mean time I would sell some of my wares through my Etsy store, so I can keep that hope of doing a show alive and &lt;i&gt;STILL&lt;/i&gt; be creative. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S06YaNErdpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jwbsdY9ph0Q/s200/fashion-show_1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426442176981333650" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other goal I'm working on is to re-launch my inspiring moms interviews - I have to gather a few more posts so I'm more consistent this time around - don't be surprised if you get the next call for one ;) I have a few already lined up and ready to go and I know it's going to be awesome. Should you know of any inspiring moms that you would love to recommend for interviewing send me a line! We all need the encouragement and it's a great way to keep us all connected. Here's an &lt;a href="http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-those-of-you-that-dont-know.html"&gt;example&lt;/a&gt; of one of the previous interviews I did. (Leave a comment and let me know if you enjoy such posts) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having a plan is awesome because it keeps you focused but it allows you to be flexible, so if you miss something you don't have to give up. You just keep pressing until you get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for my take care of you initiative, what I've been planning with my husband is to reach out to certain sponsors in an effort to be a blessing to moms. I want to remind them to care for themselves more often so they can love their loved ones a little more and be refreshed. We recently created a list of companies and are systematically reaching out to them to support what we have in mind - very excited about that! There's more to come... now in the mean time, I am determining to start a revolution of my own and really focus on taking better care of my body. I started with taking  doing some yoga to relieve my stress and it is helping so much. I walk away every time so refreshed!!!  I didn't have the money for classes but realized that my On Demand Cable allows me to view exercise &amp;amp; fitness videos free! Where there's a will to get better there's always a way! So I've been using what I have to get where I want. God is soooo cool! He provides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S06W5hUdUGI/AAAAAAAAAc8/1dgdGcVhMAM/s200/woman_doing_yoga.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426440515968913506" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So while I may not be keeping all the balls in the air, I don't have to beat myself up. I can remain positive and only hope that all of the really important things are taken care of  - like me, the hubs and my little peanut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S06WMMPmlOI/AAAAAAAAAc0/7J4LRh306qc/s200/new+york+city.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426439737217291490" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Family pic Central Park '07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let that encourage you today, no matter where you find yourself in your list of things to do, just be proud you are doing something to better you &amp;amp; your family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.... and while you're thinking about that remember to take care of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. When you think of Haiti pray! All of my love to those who are suffering with the loss of loved ones...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pics courtesy of joanrivers.com &amp;amp; breastenhancementreport.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-51873934454892613?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/51873934454892613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=51873934454892613&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/51873934454892613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/51873934454892613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-when-i-thought.html' title='Just when I thought....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S06YaNErdpI/AAAAAAAAAdE/jwbsdY9ph0Q/s72-c/fashion-show_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4082327557669761194</id><published>2010-01-05T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:32:19.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No resolutions...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just lifestyle changes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New year to all of you lovelies. The holidays went by so fast this year and can you believe it, we're about one week into 2010!  There is just so much to talk about and tell you all. My trip to NYC was fantastic! My little peanut had a chance to enjoy all or her cousins, grandparents, aunts, uncles, you name it. She was so sad to leave now all she does is ask for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Abuela&lt;/span&gt; (grandmother) and to get on the plane with the video (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;JetBlue&lt;/span&gt;). *Sigh* It was fun while it lasted.  Here are some pics:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ya'll&lt;/span&gt; but when i get on a plane i take it serious!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S0NVTnyqelI/AAAAAAAAAcs/DS75jOHwefA/s200/IMG_3132.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423272171871566418" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, Leia and my grandmother - &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;She's&lt;/span&gt; such a beautiful person and woman. I miss her already :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S0NVLlsRnUI/AAAAAAAAAck/zLHo0sXq9t8/s200/IMG_3169.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423272033868946754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leia with all of the kids. They had so much fun this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S0NVB6-S3zI/AAAAAAAAAcc/U43ESBYcVhM/s200/IMG_3204.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423271867782979378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leia on Christmas day - her first real Christmas! She got this baby doll and was beaming!!! The picture doesn't do her initial reaction justice. Too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S0NU15v1ICI/AAAAAAAAAcU/nLrUD5QMvos/s200/IMG_3285.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423271661295444002" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a blast and I could not have asked God for more! Family, good food and presents? You can't beat it. Since I left my beloved home away from home I have had much time - like most of us to reflect. I am not now nor have I ever been one to create resolutions each year. I don't knock anyone else I just think it's a temporary solution to a "problem" when I don't need to be "fixed".  I personally feel it's better to incorporate the change I want into my lifestyle and then the results I am looking for last. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So as a result of my reflection there are several things I want to incorporate into my lifestyle to see more change for the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Setting more realistic goals &amp;amp; not being afraid to attain them. I find that I am more willing to try new things and to push myself to take more calculated risks. Nothing wrong with a little more planning even while risk taking right? Don't wanna jump without a parachute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In order to set &amp;amp; view my goals, I am taking time to write down the things I want to attain and the things I &lt;i&gt;feel &lt;/i&gt;are impossible to achieve. God blows me away every time just when I think something is impossible &amp;amp; I submit it to Him, He comes through. Like that NYC Trip for Christmas. The hubs and I kept saying that we wouldn't go to New York and spend what we didn't have unless God blessed us... and He came through in a BIG way! three round trip tickets and one week before Christmas no less. HE. IS. AWESOME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am also taking steps with my daily plans now so I can see my goals for the future attained. Can you say Fashion show, hint hint ;) budgeting my finances, selecting venues, models, photographers, the whole nine yards. Something I never would have done I am challenging myself to do now and it is invigorating. Same goes with the munchkin, sadly she will be going to school soon, so I am saving money and looking for scholarships now so it's a breeze when then comes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A couple of other goals quickly:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- to launch my take care of you initiative for moms... more on this later ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- to blog more consistently 2 -3 times a week instead of everyday is more realistic for me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- to re-launch my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Aww&lt;/span&gt;... Inspiring Moms Interviews - we all need the support, tips and advice from those we find inspiring and who better than other moms to look to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough said! ( I did ramble today) I am fired up and I cannot wait to take the remainder of 2010 by the reigns and ride this roller coaster called life out. Here's to a better me for 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Don't forget to take care of you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4082327557669761194?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4082327557669761194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4082327557669761194&amp;isPopup=true' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4082327557669761194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4082327557669761194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-resolutions.html' title='No resolutions...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/S0NVTnyqelI/AAAAAAAAAcs/DS75jOHwefA/s72-c/IMG_3132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-324939306365709815</id><published>2009-12-15T07:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T07:36:21.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A total warm your heart moment.....</title><content type='html'>Ok so I mentioned before in one of my previous posts about the &lt;a href="http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-i-have-finally.html"&gt;Potty Wars&lt;/a&gt; going on over here, lol but I just had to announce that my lil peanut has FINALLY overcome her fear of the toilet, a.k.a. the "Big Girl" potty as she now calls it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been heaven! While I still have to wipe her little tushy, I don't have to clean the potty anymore! You guys have to happy dance with me. Anyhoo, just the other day as I was in the middle of... ahem... cleaning her up, we did the potty song, clapped and danced and when she jumped down to get cleaned up she turned with those big eyes and said " Thank you mommy for wiping my booty." It nearly brought tears to my eyes. Afterward I had to laugh a little cause it was so funny to hear her say booty but it was such a tender moment because who likes to clean "dirty tushy's"? So often I hate to have to do those things but for her to say thank you had me over the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I. Really. Love. My. Baby. Girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though she's not a baby anymore. I had to hug her and say thank you for thanking mommy afterward. Thank God for children and their pure hearts. I hope that makes you smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a story,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Candace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-324939306365709815?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/324939306365709815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=324939306365709815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/324939306365709815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/324939306365709815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/total-warm-your-heart-moment.html' title='A total warm your heart moment.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8354850591902439046</id><published>2009-12-09T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:19:36.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I . LOVE. CHRISTMAS....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SyBKFdCn3aI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b3fQH0LuM0c/s1600-h/davidjones_wideweb__470x294,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SyBKFdCn3aI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b3fQH0LuM0c/s200/davidjones_wideweb__470x294,0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413408209654767010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SHOPPING! I don't mind the ridiculous lines, the nasty cashier attitudes, the lack of good sales.... yeah right! LOL I had you there for a second! It doesn't bother me as much as others but I have had a moment of standing in line with twisted lips as my arm is gettin' ready to fall off cause all of the carts are gone and somebody just cut me in line and you. know. the. deal.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;         &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;pic courtesy of smh.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just really enjoy the spirit of joy in the air. It is sooooo refreshing, in spite of the buying craze going on with everyone else. Iit truly is a very calming &amp;amp; reflective time of year for me. I have mentioned before that my family is all in NYC, which is widely known for the Christmas season - Snow, Rockefeller Center - and that I currently reside in sunny south Florida. I had resolved in my mind that once again I was not going to see my family this year, but God had a plan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Monday, my husband came home early from work and gave me a card all while saying it was a Christmas gift he was giving early and not to get excited cause it was "corny". So I gladly opened it, cause I love all his gifts, to find some papers folded inside of a Christmas card. He's smiling so I'm thinking, ok... either he's being silly or plotting to take over the world.... starting with me. So I open the papers and there it is..... THREE BOOKED TICKETS TO NYC!!! That an anonymous giver paid for us!!!! (The hubs works in radio, so it was a total God thing how it happened, we don't have that kind of cash)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited that I sobbed for t least 10 minutes. I haven't seen my family since my daughter was a year and a half( She's now three) I just had to share that with you all because we get so caught up in the hustle &amp;amp; bustle that we often miss the little miracles God leaves us along the way. He really does love and care about us and the deepest longings and desires in our hearts. For me, it was just to spend that time with my family. My hope is that you find the blessings &amp;amp; miracles in your life be it small or great. Especially the little miracles you have running circles around you! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My plan while we are away is to get lots of take care of "me time" and maybe even a lil shopping here &amp;amp; there... he he. I hope you get a moment of time to reflect on you &amp;amp; yours this year. Especially to take care of you ;) !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SyBJ1lnn5yI/AAAAAAAAAbc/P3wTb41U12k/s200/Cherry+cordial+main+image.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413407937079535394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;P.S... How can I receive and not be willing to give just the same? I will be running a sale in &lt;a href="http://www.versetle1.etsy.com/"&gt;My Online Shop&lt;/a&gt; on Etsy from Thurs. Dec. 10 - Mon. Dec. 14 for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;15 %&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;of all items in my entire store! No lines, no nasty attitudes and great customer service from one of your fellow moms...who can beat that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Enjoy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8354850591902439046?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8354850591902439046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8354850591902439046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8354850591902439046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8354850591902439046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-love-christmas.html' title='I . LOVE. CHRISTMAS....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SyBKFdCn3aI/AAAAAAAAAbk/b3fQH0LuM0c/s72-c/davidjones_wideweb__470x294,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2529264357414725132</id><published>2009-12-01T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:21:09.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope you all</title><content type='html'>had an awesome Thanksgiving! I didn't get to wish anyone a happy one last week cause I was so absorbed in preparing to shop &amp;amp; cook for the family. We had a great time! All of my in-laws came over (my family is still in New York) we cooked up a storm and ate til' we all almost burst.&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SxWyo5xdedI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WmCUTuZwN6I/s200/oatmeal.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410426943128304082" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best part was retiring my cooking pans after the fact - I didn't have to cook anything not even breakfast. Thank God for instant oatmeal. While I would like to say I took a load off with the free time I had from not having to cook, I didn't cause I have been sewing like a mad woman. I finally decided to open my own Etsy shop and it seems to be doing well so far.  In the mean time I'm getting into gear for Christmas! I. LOVE. IT. I'm already plotting to go get my tree &amp;amp; hit up the dollar store for decorations ( yes, I said the dollar store...If you didn't know check it out) I'm am a bargain diva. Who's to say you can't decorate beautifully with cheap...umm.. I'm mean inexpensive decor? LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I just wanted to drop a hello to all of you wonderful mommies out there and say thank you for visiting, listening, watching and laughing with me throughout the past few months. I am truly thankful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2529264357414725132?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2529264357414725132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2529264357414725132&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2529264357414725132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2529264357414725132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/12/hope-you-all.html' title='Hope you all'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SxWyo5xdedI/AAAAAAAAAbM/WmCUTuZwN6I/s72-c/oatmeal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4890275903961832287</id><published>2009-11-21T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T06:21:53.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since when does turning 3...</title><content type='html'>mean " Now I run this place? "&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Swf1ORHcbSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/BKmO4toc_qI/s200/defiant-child-main_Full.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406559503143169314" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean last I checked, I was the one who married my husband, became pregnant &amp;amp; gave birth to a child. Certainly, someone left these details out because I think I may have to clarify the "rules of engagement" to my daughter. Clearly she thinks she's in control and I have to do something about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;pic courtesy of ehow.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Temper tantrums don't work, screaming, kicking, crying...I'm not talking about her.. I mean me lol! In all seriousness though I am trying everything and this girl is like an oak tree. SHE. WILL. NOT. BE. MOVED. So I resolved to loving her for all of her stubbornness and instead of trying to break her to get her to "fit" into my mold, I will encourage her to stay strong but remember to yield to authority. Especially me - cause in case she didn't know, I'm the Head Hauncho around these parts. The Big Kahuna, The Chief, CEO, CFO, M.O.M!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Swf1CD5DBsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/9jOiXttRoT8/s200/supernanny_narrowweb__200x352.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406559293434693314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, sorry for the rant, I just needed to make that clear, even is she can't read lol! I just have to say that blogging is awesome! If any of you ladies have any comments or even advice post them cause I need help. My eyes are burning from watching Supernanny so much lol! Sound off &amp;amp; let me know how to emerge victorious from this battle. Pray I make it through with no battle scars!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;pic courtesy of theage.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of awesome bloggers, I must ay I envy those of you who got a chance to hand &amp;amp; chat with each other at BlogHer this year but I was privileged to meet one of the moms in my own backyard! I bumped into her at church...great place to meet good people lol. It was Anna of Quiskaeya! I love blogging you guys rock!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember not to forget to take care of you! I certainly won't ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a few thoughts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4890275903961832287?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4890275903961832287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4890275903961832287&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4890275903961832287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4890275903961832287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/since-when-does-turning-3.html' title='Since when does turning 3...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Swf1ORHcbSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/BKmO4toc_qI/s72-c/defiant-child-main_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5989319085632139868</id><published>2009-11-10T06:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T07:31:10.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's an epidemic of .....</title><content type='html'>huge proportions!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Lovelies! Normally I'm am being silly whenever I am posting but I find that it's time for me to get a lil serious today. You all know that I am a huge advocate for taking care of yourself AND your family. I mean if you aren't healthy, how will you possibly care for your family - let alone be able to be "pleasant" to those around you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvmFqi8UhjI/AAAAAAAAAas/sk_r8RD6u2c/s200/mom.gif" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 155px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402496193988429362" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what I mean, the saying goes, "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!" While it's funny it is also very true. I have been chatting with a few girlfriends of mine even a female relative or two who have all been struggling to take care of their families and have long forgotten about themselves, so that being said, we have to take action....take off your rubber gloves, burn your apron, put down the Lysol, drop the broom and listen up! Okay.... so I am still being a lil silly but I just can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here's some more ways that you can do a lil' something just for yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1. When you are feeling overwhelmed with everyday responsibility, Stop. Take a few deep breaths, put your feet up and even if it is just 30 seconds of breathing and sitting down ITS WORTH IT! Don't tell me you don't have 30 seconds now... better get off the computer a lil sooner ;) Sometimes just stopping to breathe when we are tense is just enough to relax us &amp;amp; keep us moving on with our day. Its serious! There's even evidence to back it up, Check out this &lt;a href="http://ezinearticles.com/?Deep-Breathing-For-Stress-Reduction-And-Food-Health&amp;amp;id=1335621"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. After taking a deep breath, if you don't live in a 20 degree area, go for a walk. I used to make every excuse in the book NOT to go outside. It's too hot, it's too cold but the truth is that staying inside all of your days is a recipe for falling into a deep depression. NO.JOKE. I have been a victim of it and it is hard to battle as a lonely stay at home mom. if you have a friend go out with her, if you have family go out to see them, if you have no one I'm here for you and know that i have been there and emerged victorious! This is one not to miss! Bonus? You get to experience the beauty of God's nature and you'll be good when you get back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvmEjGBK1AI/AAAAAAAAAak/m5X-DPQzfoU/s200/starbucks-tea-latte.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402494966453425154" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Make some time for you during the week. I don't mean just 5 - 10 minutes but I mean legitimate time away from your home &amp;amp; children. You don't have to spend money either, if its cold where you are go to a library ( Peace &amp;amp; quiet ahhh!!!!) if its warm go to the mall and just&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;window shop. If you have a few bucks treat  yourself to a nice dessert or a latte - with extra whipped cream..... okay back to reality, point is whatever you do, do it for you ;) Not only is it fun but I promise you, you will be sooo happy when you come back to your little ones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Exercise. Now I must caution you that exercise is my arch enemy but it's necessary for a healthy mind, body AND Spirit. You all know that I'm a God fearing woman, the truth is He created us in those three mediums to operate as one.  Sound familiar? Anyhoo, you cannot deny the physical aspect of your body and not expect your mind &amp;amp; body not to be affected. I don't like highly aerobic workouts cause they can be hard on my body but stretching is wonderful for you. If you struggle with sleep as I do stretching before sleep will help to relax you, trust me as an insomniac, IT WORKS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Get rest. I cannot say this enough! If you are not sleeping your body is not being replenished or repaired. I stand guilty as charged. I am notorious for burning myself out so badly that I become sick or worse. Even God rested on the seventh day! I mean seriously, if He being infinite in all His might took a load off, how much more should we being fragile? Don't get me wrong we&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; are strong but to deny ourselves the very thing we were created to do can't be right. That why the shops close, lights are turned off and things shut down. Just in case you didn't know we as the women of the household  are the captains of the ship we call home (not to deny the husbands authority). If you let go of the steering wheel &amp;amp; forget about our responsibility to ourselves AND those on board... where will everyone end up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvmDI7hhfAI/AAAAAAAAAac/IJBi-99FT2w/s200/shipwreck.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402493417448111106" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take that time....you know the rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies if you have any other advice or comments please weigh in with what works for you. You never know how you may encourage someone by just sharing how you make it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5989319085632139868?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5989319085632139868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5989319085632139868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5989319085632139868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5989319085632139868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-epidemic-of.html' title='it&apos;s an epidemic of .....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvmFqi8UhjI/AAAAAAAAAas/sk_r8RD6u2c/s72-c/mom.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5101654954776297159</id><published>2009-11-06T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T07:52:15.995-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well I have finally...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvRFhEhbEiI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kIMb7CKNSPQ/s1600-h/images+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 107px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvRFhEhbEiI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kIMb7CKNSPQ/s200/images+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401018287575994914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Conquered my computer woes for now....or so it seems ( I can laugh about it now) and while I am feeling victorious as I sit in front of my computer, I have waged a &lt;b&gt;new&lt;/b&gt; battle with my now three year old ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;POTTY WARS! I can hear all of the theme music playing in the background - DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!! with blood curdling screams firing off in the background... okay enough of the drama and back to the story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvREzcBOWhI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/TzeDYIOxUAo/s200/images+(1).jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 131px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401017503609412114" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was saying, I have begun the battle with the potty. Now just so you know my little peanut Leia has been well trained since she was about 2 years old. I started when she was about 14 months, it quickly got too overwhelming for her, so we took a break and resumed when she hit 2. Now she has been a rare case - she took on very quickly and very rarely had an accident unless she was groggy in the morning - ( I can count on one hand her accidents and still have fingers left)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, lately I find that while she is fully trained she has been having all of these accidents. For example, she was sitting on my lap while I was banging/working on my computer and proceeded to scream "I gotta potty" and peed all over me, the computer chair &amp;amp; my floor. Sometimes I find she hasn't gone all day and then in a rush she goes running &amp;amp; peeing all over the place! I don't know what's going on here! Even if I ask her if she has to go she still won't. Me &amp;amp; the hubs have to leave her there crying in order for her to go. I don't know if its an independence thing or what but I am tired of cleaning out the potty and my floors! By the way, this new independence thing at 3 years old... a whole nother ' blog post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvRCwvH3iXI/AAAAAAAAAZc/7VEv5H89sYE/s200/potty-training1.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 136px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401015258174687602" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for the rant but the only thing that gives me peace while I'm in the midst of cleaning is knowing that I'm loving her in the midst of this instead of reacting to what's happening. It reminds me of how many times God has to come down &amp;amp; clean up my mess. At least she's innocent and doing this unknowingly... or so I think. Well besides the cleaning of my peanut and her potty there is much to be happy about. We'll see if that attitude sticks though the next time I have to clean up a dirty potty lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless of what part of the floor (or your child) you find yourself cleaning make some time to take care of just you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What am I doing for me you're thinking? I'm getting ready to go hang out with my girlfriends and then coming home to nap with the kid &amp;amp; the hubs. You didn't think I forgot huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5101654954776297159?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5101654954776297159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5101654954776297159&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5101654954776297159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5101654954776297159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/well-i-have-finally.html' title='Well I have finally...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvRFhEhbEiI/AAAAAAAAAaM/kIMb7CKNSPQ/s72-c/images+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-367114372244561447</id><published>2009-11-04T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T09:21:20.527-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is exactly how I feel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;about my computer!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvG31OgKv-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/HUMiFQq6mYY/s200/businessman-smashing-his_~cwa0023.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 188px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400299553247903714" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I'm brand new, my situation with this page taking FOREVER to load is getting real old...real fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have since been experiencing some technical difficulties and when they resume as they should be we'll get back to our regular scheduled programming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone know my frustration? Leave your comments &amp;amp; advice if you know how to deal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a frustrated rant......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-367114372244561447?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/367114372244561447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=367114372244561447&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/367114372244561447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/367114372244561447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-exactly-ho-wi-feel.html' title='This is exactly how I feel...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SvG31OgKv-I/AAAAAAAAAZU/HUMiFQq6mYY/s72-c/businessman-smashing-his_~cwa0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5205099032721778318</id><published>2009-11-02T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T13:42:34.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Su9R_p1KGWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/tJplgw_yNIA/s1600-h/Jumping-For-Joy-Print-C10095091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Su9R_p1KGWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/tJplgw_yNIA/s200/Jumping-For-Joy-Print-C10095091.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399624632242936162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brand new everyone!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello lovelies! It's wonderful to be back and better than ever! Nothing like a makeover to give a gurl a confidence boost huh? I absolutely adore what Louise ( of Adori Graphics) did for my blog and my hope is that you love it too. If not that's okay I'll still love you lol! It makes me wanna jump for joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I have since recovered from my denial of my child getting older but am absorbing the time and fun we are having just for today. There are so many great things to talk to you all about and I just cannot wait to share so stay tuned....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.... and while you ponder that may I ask, what have you done for you lately?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5205099032721778318?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5205099032721778318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5205099032721778318&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5205099032721778318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5205099032721778318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/11/im.html' title='I&apos;m .....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Su9R_p1KGWI/AAAAAAAAAZM/tJplgw_yNIA/s72-c/Jumping-For-Joy-Print-C10095091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-3196060146704991715</id><published>2009-10-21T12:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:31:06.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day she.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;will be two years old is today. Tomorrow will mark my baby leaving the baby years officially....WILL SOMEBODY PLEASE GET OUT THE WORLD CLOCK AND STOP IT!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9gyFDdJdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/aP3Buwdq8CQ/s200/IMG_0015.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395137292079539666" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9hMWLH3lI/AAAAAAAAAZE/_YidBw7QLr8/s200/IMG_0021.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395137743351701074" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Time is going by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wayyy&lt;/span&gt; too fast. I figured I would find some comfort here from all of you out there in mommy land, I also decided to just recap on some of the most wonderful things that have happened in the last three years that I will miss and the things I won't miss so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9gNFNiaPI/AAAAAAAAAY0/E3wN1F-U0tU/s200/IMG_1274.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395136656466667762" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The five things I will miss about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;babydom&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Holding a 9 lb. baby (vs. a 25lb. toddler) and yes at birth she was 9 lbs. 13oz. to be exact!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Watching her wriggle in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;blankies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Seeing her smile while playing peek a boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Nursing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Watching her kick and squeal with her fat chubby legs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9fv-Ses_I/AAAAAAAAAYs/h5VbA9DmLIU/s200/IMG_2246.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395136156392141810" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five things I am more than happy to wave goodbye to:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Diapers- Need I say more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Crack of dawn feedings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Spit up - only deal is now I traded it for the more gross kind cause she's older&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Fights to get into the bath tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Washing endless amount of baby clothes by hand - now the machine can do it for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9fc48P0BI/AAAAAAAAAYk/OIJWExHSJvY/s200/IMG_2396.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395135828539199506" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May be some of you can give me some pointers for whats to look forward to so I don't miss it while I look back over these times. Me &amp;amp; the hubs cried about it late last night and while it's difficult there is much to rejoice over. All three of these years for her were healthy &amp;amp; happy. She is a well rounded, sharp as a tack, loving &amp;amp; caring little girl and I couldn't have dared to ask God for more. HE. IS. GOOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9e__gatVI/AAAAAAAAAYc/_zpnQsXBY_4/s200/IMG_2523.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395135332085314898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember to redeem the time you have with your children while you have it and to leave tomorrow's worries for tomorrow. Sooner rather than later tomorrow will come and you will have missed out on today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-3196060146704991715?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3196060146704991715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=3196060146704991715&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3196060146704991715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3196060146704991715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-day-she.html' title='The last day she.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/St9gyFDdJdI/AAAAAAAAAY8/aP3Buwdq8CQ/s72-c/IMG_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5178148901306700050</id><published>2009-10-13T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:12:20.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD NEWS......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/StSKVQAAaGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Abi5IKJ6ZQ8/s1600-h/extreme-makeover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/StSKVQAAaGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Abi5IKJ6ZQ8/s200/extreme-makeover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086751546206306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;While there is no installment for today's Awww...Inspiring moms The Forgotten Mom is finally getting a much needed... MAKEOVER!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over at the Mom Bloggers Club I finally found a way to re-do my whole blog without hurting my pockets - Can you say FREE!!! Louise over at &lt;a href="http://adorigraphics.bogspot.com/"&gt;Adori Graphics&lt;/a&gt; is getting started and I hope you all&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; love what we have in store. Until then I have put a hold on uploading anymore interviews - I am SURE you have already noticed the lack of posting LOL but stayed tuned it's going to be fantabulous!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/StSJzowNM4I/AAAAAAAAAXc/Q0Afwapmu2M/s200/IMG_2522_1.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392086174075270018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little update on me and the munchkin.... she is going to turn three in just a few weeks and I feel as though I am going crazy. I am happy but sad all at the same time. Do you know what I mean? I can't help but come to tears while thinking of when I had her or looking at old pictures and I just can't believe that three years has gone by this fast! Well at least they were all happy &amp;amp; healthy years and God willing there is still more to come. It just keeps me on my toes when I need to be sure that I am spending time with her (while she's still small &amp;amp; growing) now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who are too busy to get down on the ground and just be silly with your kids today, try it you never know what memories you will create while you still have the time with them! P.S.  don't forget whether you take time today, tomorrow or next week, do it and just for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5178148901306700050?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5178148901306700050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5178148901306700050&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5178148901306700050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5178148901306700050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-news.html' title='GOOD NEWS......'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/StSKVQAAaGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/Abi5IKJ6ZQ8/s72-c/extreme-makeover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2166664061347410479</id><published>2009-09-29T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T07:57:36.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For those of you that don't know....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SsIddwgef4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/AAGl59T8RjI/s200/work+mom.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 145px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386900501363064706" /&gt;I have begun a new segment on my blog. Who else would it be dedicated to but moms? I think that blogging is an outlet for many of us who need to reach out, be lifted up and encouraged by one another. What better way to do that then to find out more about those awesome moms that inspire us?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough said! Here is another mom that many of us find Awww... Inspiring. Her dedication to family &amp;amp; work is tireless &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; she manages to squeeze in blogging amidst all of her duties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;Here's our second interview with Aww...Inspiring mom Akilah Richards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.8ex; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;span style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Q.  How has becoming a mom changed you for the better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.  I know understand the value of time, specifically, making time to do the "little" things that mean more than the day-to-day. Since becoming a mom, I have a new perspective on career goals, because I see how my actions directly affect the lives of two people who didn't ask to be here, and deserve the world!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="gmail_quote" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0.8ex; border-left-width: 1px; border-left-color: rgb(204, 204, 204); border-left-style: solid; padding-left: 1ex; "&gt;&lt;span style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Q. Did you struggle with your transition into "mom"? What (or whom) do you credit with helping you to overcome the transitioning process? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I definitely struggled with the transition from law-school bound file clerk at a large Atlanta law firm, to pregnant chic trying to figure out how to handle this "baby plus career" thing! That is how my book, Execumama: A Pocket-guide for the Twenty-something Mommy on the Move, came to be.  I spoke with dozens of women who successfully managed careers and parenting, and by the end of the project, I was certain that I could pursue my true passions (writing and entrepreneurship) while being a full-time mother, engaged in my children's lives, and enjoying every day with them. Through the stories of these incredible women, I found strength, inspiration, and proof!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Q. What do you find to be wonderful about parenting? What do you find to be difficult? What tip would you give to help other moms remedy that issue?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One of the most wonderful things about parenting is the opportunities for self-growth.  Our children are mirrors of the environments we've created, and through my daughters, I truly learn to be my best self.  One of the more difficult aspects of parent for me is the level of selflessness it takes to be a committed parent. Some days, I'm tired, frustrated, etc., but that has to fall to the wayside to some extent, so that I can be there for my daughters and their needs.  I am only human, so certainly I allow myself to feel my full range of emotions, taking moments to "lick my wounds", but at the end of the day (for me), it's about them, not me; not while they're this young (5 and 3).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Q. Where &amp;amp; how do you find the time to take care of you amidst caring for a family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Fortunately, there are built-in fail safes in regards to parenting and self-care.  In my house, if mommy's neglecting herself, then everyone pays the price (LOL!), so I exercise regularly at the YMCA where there's a Kidzone so that the girls can play safely for an hour or so while I handle my business.  I also have a great support system with my husband and the girls' grandparents, and I utilize them when necessary. I also pray often and meditate to keep the external noise to a minimum and stay in tune with Creator's plan for me, which I believe is NOT limited to the blessing of parenthood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Q. What is the most inspiring advice you have received as a mom that you would like to extend to other moms reading? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't know that there's one piece of advise in particular that stands out.  What I would like to share is the overall thought that the women from my book drew me to conclude; that is to Define, Design, and Live your FULLEST version of Woman! If that means kicking butt at your corporate gig, then using your weekends to goof off in Happyville with your children, then so be it.  That might mean giving up a great paying 9 to 5 in exchange for a part-time opportunity that may cause you to live in a smaller house, but gives you more quality time. But if that's what makes you feel like your fullest self, then go for it.  The message is simple: you deserve to feel fulfilled by your daily actions, period! If the things you do from day-to-day leave you fatigued, unsatisfied, and in search of more, then you have a responsibility to yourself to work towards happiness, and create a life of fulfillment for you and your children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Akilah is an awesome example of how to make your family and work life the best for you. SO often we get caught up in drawing the line and saying you have to parent this way or staying home is the best of working is better. The truth is we must do what we have to do, in order to do what we want to do. Everyone's needs /priorities are different and instead of tearing one another down we as moms need to extend a hand to help those who need it up. Akilah, I wish you and your family all the best. My hope is that you continue to inspire the execumama in us at all, whether we work it at home or in the office! Definitely another aww..inspiring story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Be sure to check out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.execumama.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Akilah's blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;when you have the chance! And remember lovelies -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;to take some time today to take care of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;P.S. Mommies, if you know another mom that you look to for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; just send me a line at: candacejcs@gmail.com with her name, a link to her blog and a short message about why you find her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;inspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; and she may be the next featured. Check next &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; for the new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;aww &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;inspiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; mom. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2166664061347410479?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2166664061347410479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2166664061347410479&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2166664061347410479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2166664061347410479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/for-those-of-you-that-dont-know.html' title='For those of you that don&apos;t know....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SsIddwgef4I/AAAAAAAAAXU/AAGl59T8RjI/s72-c/work+mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-6519872313802410206</id><published>2009-09-21T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T11:48:09.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The forgotten mom????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SrfJWQCeqNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/im4i452VsyA/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SrfJWQCeqNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/im4i452VsyA/s200/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383993263644387538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's more like the forgotten blog! LOL&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello Lovelies!!! I hope this finds you &amp;amp; yours well. Yes, me and my baby are well again Thank God! Here's a pic of my beautiful baby feeling better! We have been feeling so much better that I have been out &amp;amp; about with her for the last 2 going on 3 weeks in a row!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surely that is a good thing because we all know how frustrating it can be to be home doing the same routine EVERY. SINGLE. DAY! But the only bad part is that makes me a bad blogger - hope you can forgive me ;)  Anyhoo, I have been making some great friends, sewing - I am now learning how to quilt - with my womens group at my church and I have started to volunteer with a group of young women at a ministry here in Fort Lauderdale called His Caring Place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been nothing short of awesome! Sometimes as stay at homes moms our perspective of what we do is looked at as a burden. I heard Kate Gosselin say it best when she said: Each day is painfully the same, yet vastly different. I couldn't have said it better myself! So with that knowledge, I was determined to see another persons perspective on motherhood - someone less fortunate than I and boy was it an eye opener! We all know that I am a huge advocate of  taking care of ourselves as moms and finding time for us during each day. Meeting these girls helped me to realize that having time to stay home with my child and a husband that supports me so I can is a blessing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So in light of seeing things from their perspective, I have dedicated some of my time to helping them out in their time of need. To help them refocus and see the blessing of having &amp;amp; caring for a child of their own. In turn it has helped me to strive to be a better &amp;amp; more appreciative mommy. I am still taking time for me if you are wondering but loving the feeling of giving back to those who are struggling just like i was. No better excuse to be away than that! I have A LOT of pics to post up - especially from the &lt;a href="http://parentingconfessions.blogspot.com/2009/09/operation-organization-week-eight.html"&gt;organization challenge &lt;/a&gt;- I'm a terrible soldier Melinda, please forgive me LOL! I have to say that we have been keeping up with our organizing efforts! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next time lovelies, remember not to forget who you are and that you MUST make time for you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-6519872313802410206?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6519872313802410206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=6519872313802410206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/6519872313802410206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/6519872313802410206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/forgotten-mom.html' title='The forgotten mom????'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SrfJWQCeqNI/AAAAAAAAAXM/im4i452VsyA/s72-c/IMG_2522.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8515561882672113543</id><published>2009-09-08T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T12:41:11.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate being.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sqay6JUBK0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ka9jHoRsgD0/s1600-h/cold-and-cough.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sqay6JUBK0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ka9jHoRsgD0/s200/cold-and-cough.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379183516942674754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK!!! Nothing like not being able to breathe to add some extra crank to your day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, At least my baby girl is doing well. She had a fever and you know how it is when you are caring for a sick baby. Tears, kicking and screaming  - only thing is that was me this time around ... not my daughter. What? You don't think us moms throw tantrums too? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like I was saying, After hours of waking up for medicine doses, Cradling her and rocking her back to sleep, I woke up with a faint scratchy feeling and surely after another two days of helping her get better a full blown, cant eat, cant breathe, cant sleep cold. It has been a while in between this one and the last and you know how it is when you are reminded that cold and flu season is coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So....to all of the mommies out there caring for lil sick ones or yourself I have some extra tissue if you need any. Just let me know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to take care of you- sick or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8515561882672113543?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8515561882672113543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8515561882672113543&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8515561882672113543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8515561882672113543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-hate-being.html' title='I hate being.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sqay6JUBK0I/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ka9jHoRsgD0/s72-c/cold-and-cough.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5256249940275303230</id><published>2009-09-01T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:04:35.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nothing.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sp029IMZjhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kzgVDGcd8Ms/s1600-h/bonding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sp029IMZjhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kzgVDGcd8Ms/s200/bonding.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376513953949650450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more inspiring to me than a mom that can identify with me about my struggles, make me laugh when life hurts and build me up so I can go on to becoming great. Some are placed in our lives as companions to walk with us and others are there to give us that little nudge to keep on going from day to day.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Several women that I have relationships with and have come to know through the world of blogging automatically came to my mind and I felt compelled to tell you about them so they could bless you with their stories and wisdom.  One of many that came to mind was &lt;b&gt;Cyndi&lt;/b&gt; of &lt;a href="http://www.somuchmorethanamom.com/"&gt;So Much More than a Mom&lt;/a&gt;. I think the title of her site says it all! I had the pleasure of interviewing her first to kick off my new segment on Awww Inspiring moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's our Interview:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Q.  How has becoming a mom changed you for the better? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A.  Becoming a mom has forced me to be at least somewhat pleasant in the morning.  I used to insist that no one speak to me for at least 2 hours and was very difficult to deal with if that rule was broken.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Q. Did you struggle with your transition into "mom"? What (or whom) do you credit with helping you to overcome the transitioning process? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strangely enough, no I didn't struggle one bit.  I credit my oldest son for being born 6 weeks early and needing emergency surgery at 3 weeks old with making my transition process much different than I expected.  My mommy instincts kicked into overdrive and I was just so grateful he was healthy that I never really struggled with anything else.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Q. What do you find to be wonderful about parenting? What do you find to be difficult? What tip would you give to help other moms remedy that issue? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wonderful is seeing my little babies continue to grow into amazing little individuals.  Difficult is figuring out how to deal with the ever-evolving problems that come with each new phase of their lives.  Tip: pick your battles and listen, really listen, to your kids.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Q. Where &amp;amp; how do you find the time to take care of you amidst caring for a family? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A.  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I could go on and on about this.  I make sure I get alone time, girlfriend time, reading time, massage time, etc.  It's a priority for me and luckily for my husband.  I did not do this for many years and suffered because of it.  Now, I regularly take time for myself including everything from lurking around bookstores to taking vacations alone or with girlfriends to going back to college.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im" style="color: rgb(80, 0, 80); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;Q. What is the most inspiring advice you have received as a mom that you would like to extend to other moms reading? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;A. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't recall receiving much advice except....put the baby monitor on HIS side of the bed!!  :)   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;    Advice I would give is:  1.  Enjoy your kids while you can.  They grow up way too fast.  2.  Take time for yourself.  Don't give up who you are just because you've become a mom.  3.  Take time to keep your relationship with your partner interesting.  Once the kids are gone it will be just the 2 of you again and I've seen too many couples who have ignored their relationships during the child-rearing years only to realize that they no longer have any connection at all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't have said it better myself! Definitely an awww...inspiring story. Cyndi you are wonderful and I wish you all the best in your endeavors to take care of you and your family. I hope you will continue to be as inspiring to others as you have been to me. Be sure to check out &lt;a href="http://www.somuchmorethanamom.com/"&gt;Cyndi's blog&lt;/a&gt; when you have the chance! And remember lovelies - &lt;b&gt;to take some time today to take care of you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S. Mommies, if you know another mom that you look to for &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;inspiration&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; just send me a line with her name, a link to her blog and a short message about why you find her &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;inspiring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; and she may be featured. Check it out next &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; for the next &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;aww&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;inspiring&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; mom. Enjoy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5256249940275303230?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5256249940275303230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5256249940275303230&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5256249940275303230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5256249940275303230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/09/there-is-nothing.html' title='There is nothing.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sp029IMZjhI/AAAAAAAAAW8/kzgVDGcd8Ms/s72-c/bonding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-7421000060195879915</id><published>2009-08-26T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:28:51.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you serious.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SpVUMHexeaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ayV-FGYX__c/s1600-h/Christian-Louboutin-Zoupi_BEC51D08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SpVUMHexeaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ayV-FGYX__c/s200/Christian-Louboutin-Zoupi_BEC51D08.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374294297479838114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another to add to the collection of shoes that make me want to do things I shouldn't to get them. They may be a little to much for you but I can't get enough. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zippers?!!!! I mean come on Zippers!!!! I LOVE IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Another random thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-7421000060195879915?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7421000060195879915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=7421000060195879915&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/7421000060195879915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/7421000060195879915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you-serious.html' title='Are you serious.......'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SpVUMHexeaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ayV-FGYX__c/s72-c/Christian-Louboutin-Zoupi_BEC51D08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5006994377812717305</id><published>2009-08-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:26:49.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You may not know this.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SpQstX6JsOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3_NjEftBX2I/s1600-h/awiblogbuttoninspired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SpQstX6JsOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3_NjEftBX2I/s200/awiblogbuttoninspired.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373969413383500002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but on many days after reading some (even all) of your posts I am so inspired to keep going on some of my toughest days as a mommy! I think that is what i love most about the "world" of blogging. The comraderie, the laughs and even when we cry reading some of the posts. Amidst all of that there is a sense of community among us no matter what we are going through. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been so inspired lately that I have decided to start dedicating posts to some of you "Awww...inspiring" moms out there! It will be my version of momspiration. Each mom will be asked a short list of questions( anywhere from 3 -5 ) revolving around how they keep themselves sane and live to tell us about it. Everything from daily routines, caring for our hubbies and most importantly how they "try" to meet the mark of caring for themselves during the&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; exciting &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;of cooking, cleaning and loving their families. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be posting about several of the moms I find inspiring and if you would like to nominate a mom blogger you know that is "Awwww....Inspiring" and will give us all a little hope for getting it right when tomorrow comes, drop me a line in the comment box (or e-mail me: candacejcs@gmail.com) with the following:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Her Name&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- A link to her blog and&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- What you find most inspiring about her (regardless of circumstance)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it will be great for helping us all adjust our perspective -of life as we know it- and it will give us some incentive to better ourselves and set examples of our children to follow. It's just another way to see that we are taking care of ourselves and one another.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5006994377812717305?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5006994377812717305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5006994377812717305&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5006994377812717305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5006994377812717305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-may-not-know-this.html' title='You may not know this.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SpQstX6JsOI/AAAAAAAAAWs/3_NjEftBX2I/s72-c/awiblogbuttoninspired.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8535773910490701880</id><published>2009-08-21T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T08:21:25.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drumroll please........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/So65XOpY0_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/zwpCircseao/s1600-h/global-common-330x220-ents-snapshots-disk12-258-woman-in-yellow-t-shirt-surprise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/So65XOpY0_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/zwpCircseao/s200/global-common-330x220-ents-snapshots-disk12-258-woman-in-yellow-t-shirt-surprise.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372435214219400178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the winner is...... &lt;b&gt;Jackie! Congratulations Jackie! &lt;/b&gt;I am sure that your gift certificate will be used well. Especially with three little ones lol!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I suspect you will try to take advantage while you have your "Time Out". For those of you that don't know, the movement has begun! &lt;a href="http://3little1.blogspot.com"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt; did a recent post on a fabulous idea that &lt;a href="http://www.thetamom.com/2009/08/are-you-in.html"&gt;Theta Mom&lt;/a&gt; came up with. If finding time just for you everyday is too much to ask then why not resolve to 1 hour per week just for you?&lt;b&gt; I LOVE IT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much time we have to ourselves or not, we are WORTH it! Stop by Theta Mom's place and sign up and be sure to come back and tell me about. I might even start a challenge of my own, who knows? I think we are finally beginning to understand how important we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- How about that for a thought?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8535773910490701880?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8535773910490701880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8535773910490701880&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8535773910490701880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8535773910490701880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/drumroll-please.html' title='Drumroll please........'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/So65XOpY0_I/AAAAAAAAAWc/zwpCircseao/s72-c/global-common-330x220-ents-snapshots-disk12-258-woman-in-yellow-t-shirt-surprise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-110793770823337858</id><published>2009-08-17T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:32:18.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm.....</title><content type='html'>backkkkkkk!!!!! I know it's been a lil' bit lovelies, I have been EXTREMELY busy around these parts. I joined a womens group with my church and I've been a social butterfly this past week. Baby Showers, New Births and running from place to place with my little cookie. Nothing short of the usual as a mom. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how it is....Anyhoo, all of the hustle and bustle has me missing New York! I miss the crowded trains, and the fast buses and the attitudes - no scratch that -  I just miss my home away from home. ALL of my family is still up there. Do you know how hard it is to make friends around here? I still can't understand why you can live next to someone for 10 Years and not know who they are. I mean come on! Sorry for the rant there. Don't get me wrong, sun and palm trees, sand and the waters edge is nice but every single day... I think not. ESPECIALLY with this heat and humidity - it's forced me to wear my hair curly all the time.  I'm tired of watching the makeup roll off of my face, the sweat POUR off my brow and cabin fever cause it's "TOO HOT" to go outside. Ok enough of this complain' business let's look at the fun stuff!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been just about coveting and dreaming of being in New York this fall wearing  some of the seasons latest fashions. Sleek cardigans and sexy boots and beautiful wool coats. *sigh* Anyhoo I will make the best of it - At least I 'll get to send my family pictures of us on Christmas day at the beach LOL! But in the meantime I will continue to dream about all of the loveliness that's just about to begin come September and October. Here's some of my latest "Fall" inspiration:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 40px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/fall..ing_forward/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11374732"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Fall..ing forward" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnFNWXh1WXFMM2hHX09VeFJxbU8wbEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Fall..ing forward" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/fall..ing_forward/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11374732"&gt;Fall..ing forward&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=973220"&gt;For the love of Fashion&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/mint_jodi_arnold/shop?brand=MINT+JODI+ARNOLD&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;MINT JODI ARNOLD&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/catty_sophisticate/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11376686"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Catty Sophisticate" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlhsTEtGcFNMM2hHSS1ORnJteVZJQmcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Catty Sophisticate" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/catty_sophisticate/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11376686"&gt;Catty Sophisticate&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=973220"&gt;For the love of Fashion&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/coach_bags/shop?brand=Coach&amp;amp;category_id=35"&gt;Coach bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre-wrap; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-family:arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/city_slicker_chic/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11422827"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="City Slicker Chic" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlNCNm9SdU9NM2hHN1B1bGQ4T0JSN0EAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="City Slicker Chic" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/city_slicker_chic/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11422827"&gt;City Slicker Chic&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=973220"&gt;For the love of Fashion&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/jimmy_choo_boots/shop?brand=Jimmy+Choo&amp;amp;category_id=42"&gt;Jimmy Choo boots&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Well just to indulge &amp;amp; "care" for myself - cause that's what this blog is about  - I am off to search for the perfect pair of boots to take with me on my next trip to New York - Hopefully this fall for my daughter's birthday! I will be sure to post about the fabulousness soon to come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;Speaking of fabulous.... What are you doing to make &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;YOU&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; feel fabulous today? Hopefully it's making some time - amidst the madness yes- to relax and enjoy you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px;"&gt;P.S. I'll post some update pics on my progress with my organization challenge next time I'm on, and if you haven't already be sure to &lt;a href="http://http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/its.html"&gt;check out this post&lt;/a&gt; for my FIRST giveaway! The winner is to be announced in just a few days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-110793770823337858?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/110793770823337858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=110793770823337858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/110793770823337858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/110793770823337858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/im.html' title='I&apos;m.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2777969790926633414</id><published>2009-08-10T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T08:02:53.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't even know.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;how I managed to forget to post about the madness going on in my house!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoAzDKdjMOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/TisP2PKrboE/s200/shining_mist.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368346885266551010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning lovelies! I hope the face of God is shining on you like the sun is shining on me here in South Florida! As i was saying.... I don't know how I managed to forget to post about my organization efforts aka the madness goin' on in my house. Last week I posted about Melinda's Organization challenge that I joined in order to get my act together on my home front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melinda.... challenge it was indeed! I cleaned areas I was afraid to look at, enough dust to start a wind storm in my house and more toys than one little girl had time to play with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, when all was said and done my baby finally had a room and a clean place to call her own. I'm not as sentimental as most but certainly I feel like crying right now. It is hands down one of the best things I have set out to do (and actually accomplished) in a long time. Thank you Melinda &amp;amp; to all you other ladies taking it one space at a time... you go girls! Even the hubs has been inspired! He's been cleaning out all of his equipment and plans to sell it with all of the other treasures found in our cluttered closets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of the pics from our first victory:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoAxswprTMI/AAAAAAAAAVs/cjTLOEx4Efc/s200/IMG_2442.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368345400869342402" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoA2U5czAFI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Xl8JMxoe2Fg/s200/IMG_2447+redone.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368350488472518738" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoAnEDw2CrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8Cg-J6qZAcY/s200/IMG_2448.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368333706508765874" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You can actually see the floor!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more boxes, No more clutter just pure freedom! Melinda, You are a genius - thank you for cluing us in on your secret plot to deliver us from our clutter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm free ya'll I'm free..... for now that is. &lt;b&gt;Here are the nasty pics of our next designated spot&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoAwohQ3Y8I/AAAAAAAAAVM/0po4n6eayP0/s200/IMG_2472.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368344228507640770" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoA2AD9hDTI/AAAAAAAAAWM/s832vA47Gwg/s200/IMG_2469.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368350130516856114" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoA1uNoKKLI/AAAAAAAAAWE/O0dXRaEp0zc/s200/IMG_2470.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368349823873984690" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's to getting our acts together...together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...... Oh, LOL, you thought I forgot to ask huh? What are you gonna do for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2777969790926633414?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2777969790926633414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2777969790926633414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2777969790926633414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2777969790926633414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-dont-even-know.html' title='I don&apos;t even know.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SoAzDKdjMOI/AAAAAAAAAV0/TisP2PKrboE/s72-c/shining_mist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-7217278730760630314</id><published>2009-08-07T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T08:27:54.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's .......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnxF5rION9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/Eph_5A59kyg/s1600-h/72724572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnxF5rION9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/Eph_5A59kyg/s200/72724572.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367241713050859474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!!!!! Thank you God! Time to enjoy a relaxing weekend or so I hope...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK Lovelies, you know that among others I am a HUGE advocate for moms and stressing the importance of caring for ourselves. Well what kind of advocate would I be if I didn't give you the tools necessary to motivate you to care for yourself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, enough said! I was approached by Ecostore USA to review some products and review I did! I tried two of their products - the &lt;a href="http://www.ecostoreusa.com/babymoisturizer.aspx"&gt;Baby Moisturizer&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.ecostoreusa.com/vanillasoap.aspx"&gt;Vanilla Soap&lt;/a&gt;. Now I must admit that I am a PRODUCT JUNKIE - yes I am in therapy for it, especially when it comes to my hair. However, that does not apply when it comes to my daughter. I like most moms when they were pregnant ran to the shelves stocked with Johnson &amp;amp; Johnson and Aveeno only to find that my daughter is extremely sensitive to those conventional products. I had fallen in love with the idea of her smelling like that baby lotion and the baby shampoo but when I used it I noticed an immediate rash or irritations that just wouldn't quit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can imagine my frustration with trying to find just the right products out there and trial periods of dealing with rashes and irritations. Any mom out there know what I'm talking about? Anyhoo, I was left with very few products to choose from to care for my cookie's delicate skin. Sooooooo....you can imagine how leary I was to try this new baby moisturizer on her. I was concerned but the fact that the majority of the product was plant based helped to ease &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;som&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of my concerns.  Usually, I won't settle for things that aren't organic but after reading the ingredient list I wasn't alarmed so I stepped out on faith and tried it. To my surprise, after I bathed her and put it on her there were no immediate bumps or rashes and even better.... she woke up the next morning and  wasn't scratching! Hallelujah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnxFbuquTUI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Ud-2hREfqUs/s200/woman-applying-moisturizer-348ng100908.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 142px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367241198604799298" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give  them my seal of approval cause if it doesn't irritate her it's good in my book. I also tried the vanilla soap (on me- Leia's too sensitive for scented stuff) which was interesting to say the least. It didn't have an overwhelming scent of vanilla instead it was very lightly scented (good for those with sensitive sniffers) I thought it was cool but the hubs didn't particularly like it. He likes the sweet smelling stuff- so it won't become a staple for me to use but I thought it worked well for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that said, I am doing &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;My First Giveaway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; You know how important it is to take care of yourself so why not do it with better quality products? You know you want to win!!! The winner will receive a &lt;b&gt;$25.00 Gift Certificate&lt;/b&gt; to use for any product you desire from Ecostore Usa and body &amp;amp; baby care isn't the limit of their scope of products. They have household cleaners, hair care products and more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to be entered to win, you have to :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Be a follower of my blog ;) - shameless plug!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Leave a comment with your best tip for helping moms to care for themselves &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Sign up for the No Nasty Chemicals Newsletter on the Ecostore USA Blog&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Follow Ecostore Usa on their Twitter or Facebook Page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;The winner will be announced on Friday August 21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Simple huh? &lt;/b&gt;A little incentive for you to &lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;emember not to Forget&lt;/b&gt; to take care of yourself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the forgotten mom herself! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-7217278730760630314?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7217278730760630314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=7217278730760630314&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/7217278730760630314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/7217278730760630314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/its.html' title='It&apos;s .......'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnxF5rION9I/AAAAAAAAAUs/Eph_5A59kyg/s72-c/72724572.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2519497292404824413</id><published>2009-08-05T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T12:30:08.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Snnc_EXB0zI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JeXF5tNLroI/s200/we09-vo-ds12435.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 138px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366563407048856370" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;KIDDING ME????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I saw these bad boys in an e-mail newsletter today from Style.com and almost fell out of my computer chair.....Gorgeous! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Balenciaga&lt;/span&gt;, I love you!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Yes I posted about shoes only today - They were just too fly to pass up. I know you've come across a pair that made you think of doing illegal things to get them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now you know you are NOT the only one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! Enjoy Lovelies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;- Just  a thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2519497292404824413?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2519497292404824413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2519497292404824413&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2519497292404824413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2519497292404824413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/are-you.html' title='Are you....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Snnc_EXB0zI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JeXF5tNLroI/s72-c/we09-vo-ds12435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-3057588801001136042</id><published>2009-08-03T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:08:51.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It never works out....</title><content type='html'>the way we plan it to. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello lovelies! I hope your weekend was as fun filled and action packed as mine was. It was down right crazy to be more exact. The hubs &amp;amp; I went to his high school reunion, a birthday party, church and even found time to spend together before 12:00 am Sunday night. I am exhausted but in a good way then again not so good cause even though the fun weekend is over the reality of a moms work during the week never is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I &lt;i&gt;had &lt;/i&gt;planned to post about my organization efforts on Friday, finish a few sewing projects by today and clean my house while finding time to be out playing with my child but as my hubby says if you fail to plan, you plan to fail. Indeed I am failing right now as we speak.  Isn't life crazy when you're not organized??? As much as I know that to be true I&lt;i&gt; STILL &lt;/i&gt;don't organize and plan accordingly. Know what I'm talking about???? I know you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I stopped by melinda's place - (&lt;a href="http://www.parentingconfessions.blogspot.com"&gt;Parenting Confessions&lt;/a&gt; blog) last week and noticed she posted a challenge to help us moms get our acts together and our homes organized. Now I don't know about you but&lt;i&gt; obviously&lt;/i&gt; I need some help around these parts. So that said I immediately signed up and should you struggle like me with organization I would encourage you to join too. There is nothing like signing up to get your act together with a friend - and Melinda you are a friend,  thanks for what you are  doing! Take some time to drop by her blog and check it out - you won't be disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SncGFyA6dPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TmNe-scLYks/s200/IMG_2379.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365764177429951730" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to what I was saying though, I had quite a few plans including opening my Etsy shop on Saturday. Didn't happen cause I didn't plan accordingly. Isn't it discouraging and amazing that we can think for even a moment that we've got it all "under control"? I wanna know who sold me that lie cause I'm gonna choke 'em! God is definitely the only in control and  here is the proof that I need help - this is a pic of my daughter's closet. We have been living in our place for over nine months now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we first moved in i was very sick and could barely clean but now I am doing MUCH better and no longer have that excuse. Every room was set &amp;amp; decorated but my daughters. Her room has since become a catch all &lt;i&gt;including&lt;/i&gt; her closet. Yes to my shame I show these pictures. I already made the hubs enlist as well - &lt;b&gt;a girl shouldn't have to do everything by herself&lt;/b&gt; - but that's a whole nother' post though lol - My "plan" is to have it neat and organized come Thursday afternoon so I am free to post about the next area to organize on Friday morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SncIjC3TLXI/AAAAAAAAAUU/H0qbCuITdUA/s200/IMG_2381.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365766879192493426" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The operative word there is &lt;b&gt;PLAN&lt;/b&gt; cause like I said I love to be organized i just can't be committed enough to do it. Those boxes are filled with millions - no exaggerating- of papers and clothes and etc. There' s more hiding you just can't see them. I don't even want to look at them. Hope I find some me time in the midst of all this. What do you have "planned" this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully if you're neat and organized it's some time for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-3057588801001136042?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3057588801001136042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=3057588801001136042&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3057588801001136042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3057588801001136042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-never-works-out.html' title='It never works out....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SncGFyA6dPI/AAAAAAAAAUE/TmNe-scLYks/s72-c/IMG_2379.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-3287106163875321839</id><published>2009-07-29T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:01:11.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnCcNlupvvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/xyN6rm0w29A/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnCcNlupvvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/xyN6rm0w29A/s200/IMG_0072.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363958913478278898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much better and more creative today! Hope you lovelies out there are doing the same. Short hello today cause I 've got no time to waste must get back to my ball and chain - the sewing machine that is.... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do you have planned for today? Hopefully it's something fun and just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- just a thought.... and an old pic that always puts a smile on my face. Hope you smile too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-3287106163875321839?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3287106163875321839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=3287106163875321839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3287106163875321839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3287106163875321839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling_29.html' title='Feeling....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SnCcNlupvvI/AAAAAAAAAT8/xyN6rm0w29A/s72-c/IMG_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-6734236930681834770</id><published>2009-07-28T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T11:50:52.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ever have...</title><content type='html'>One of those days where you look all around you and everything is as it should be but you? Everyone is happy and healthy and you lack nothing and still you have no joy? Definitely one of those days today. Haven't been feeling well and can't seem to find out what's wrong but at least I'm still here. Pray for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- No thoughts.....just feelings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-6734236930681834770?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6734236930681834770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=6734236930681834770&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/6734236930681834770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/6734236930681834770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/ever-have.html' title='Ever have...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5994206835659599304</id><published>2009-07-24T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T10:43:36.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now you know....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmnxwcPfezI/AAAAAAAAATs/m4cCcCBGnBw/s1600-h/ITF330031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmnxwcPfezI/AAAAAAAAATs/m4cCcCBGnBw/s200/ITF330031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362082645878471474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;that I am a HUGE advocate of taking care of you. But how have you been taking care of the one you vowed to honor and cherish til' death? That's right Lovelies! This post is dedicated to the ones who make it possible for us to stay home and care for our little ones - The HUBBIES!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stumbled upon this question just yesterday morning when I was thinking of the hubs as I woke up. I had been feeling neglected cause he was soooo busy with work, when it occurred to me....perhaps he was feeling the same way?? I really forced me to think about whether or not he was having the same feeling - it cer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tainly looked like it - as he has been withdrawn and was growing a beard long &amp;amp; thick enough for me to use as a tight rope. I began to think of how unattractive it was as well - DON"T LIE LADIES!!! You know when your husband isn't keeping things tight that it's hard to find them irresistible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmnyesHfdaI/AAAAAAAAAT0/w5whmPuxw-c/s200/romantic-couples-african_~KS15064.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 125px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362083440413865378" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I began to reflect on just how much I used to LOVE taking care of him. In the pursuit of taking care of me for change, I had long forgotten about him.  The joy it gave me to know that he felt loved and appreciated - and let me be blunt ladies, it keeps things in the bedroom HOT! LOL! Nothing like showing your man a little bit of extra loving cause more than likely he'll be willing to shower some lovin' you've been looking for back on you. I mean it is in our nature to care for the ones we love - so why not them all the more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the evening together just chit chattin' while I shaved his head and trimmed his beard. I gave him a mini facial and then lubed him up with some coconut oil..... ok so I won't go there. Let's just say we had fun and I feel like we rekindled that fire that seemed to get a lil' low for a little bit.  It was really nice cause he got the attention he was looking for and I got the intimacy I wanted. And let me just say that when I was finished, he looked sharper than the fresh paper that will cut you without you even knowing it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmnxhPUVOOI/AAAAAAAAATk/0hGmwCgHgc4/s200/SuperStock_1775R-11411.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362082384711071970" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sooo..... balance is the key. Take care of you, then you'll be able to take care of "us"(you and your hubby) and then us can take care of them(your children)and do it all together as one family unit the way God would have us to. You can't beat that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cheers to all the many parts of what makes you who you are(including the hubs cause you are ONE) and celebrate taking care of each other. Bonus? IT"S FRIDAY!!! Enjoy your weekend lovelies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5994206835659599304?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5994206835659599304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5994206835659599304&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5994206835659599304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5994206835659599304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-you-know.html' title='Now you know....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmnxwcPfezI/AAAAAAAAATs/m4cCcCBGnBw/s72-c/ITF330031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8078201933466778167</id><published>2009-07-22T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:32:05.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am so....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Smc-Zf3_cVI/AAAAAAAAATM/BfUxD7Jwmew/s1600-h/SuperStock_1555R-174018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Smc-Zf3_cVI/AAAAAAAAATM/BfUxD7Jwmew/s200/SuperStock_1555R-174018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361322489181860178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;EXCITED!!! First of all, yes my A/C is back up and running -   Thank you Lord, you really do love me LOL! You wouldn't believe what we went through this weekend with the landlord and the A/C repair technicians but I'll spare you. I'll just tell you it was &lt;b&gt;DRAMA ON T.N.T!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, we are cool calm and collected cause they put a replacement unit in while they service our A/C so I can write this post without losing 70% of the water in my body. YAY! Back to our regularly scheduled programming, I was saying that I am SO EXCITED. If I haven't mentioned it already I am getting ready to launch my Etsy Online shop in just ONE WEEK!!! AHHHH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE to sew and have been so inspired by my little cookie lately. I talked to the hubs about it and he said hey, why not? So I'm putting myself out there with hopes to be received well. Isn't it funny? There is nothing in this world like wanting to be accepted by your peers. It makes you feel like you're back in the 3rd grade again. Know what I'm talking about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like the first day of school I  am nervous and excited all at the same time. I have been chained to my sewing machine making samples and taking ridiculous amounts of pictures of my daughter modeling them. Which by the way wasn't the most fun... let's just say it ended in tears - both mine and my daughter's LOL. As beautiful as she is modeling is not her thing lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soooo........I am learning through this process to start laying aside my expectations for perfection- even in pictures-  *sigh* and moving forward just hoping that I'm doing something right and if not I figure my daughter will have a whole lot of dresses and outfits that I personally made for her lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a little sneak peek...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Smc77moqETI/AAAAAAAAAS8/sY1B6XfChYw/s200/Leia+Mod+dress+3.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 174px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361319776577261874" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Smc8QzlUV3I/AAAAAAAAATE/5yhlA2VXMzA/s200/Leia+Mod+dress.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361320140830168946" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Smc7chuKUoI/AAAAAAAAAS0/zPPxO0tRTtc/s200/Leia+Mod+dress+2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361319242682225282" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't she adorable? I just love that little girl!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, you know I'm not about to let anything get in the way of me asking are you taking care of yourself......so without further adieu... what have you done for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8078201933466778167?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8078201933466778167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8078201933466778167&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8078201933466778167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8078201933466778167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-so.html' title='I am so....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Smc-Zf3_cVI/AAAAAAAAATM/BfUxD7Jwmew/s72-c/SuperStock_1555R-174018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-3062512491480139146</id><published>2009-07-17T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T14:23:47.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmDrvz7hYZI/AAAAAAAAASs/L1w7oS5jt5M/s1600-h/6a01127936226328a401157096a7ae970b-320wi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmDrvz7hYZI/AAAAAAAAASs/L1w7oS5jt5M/s200/6a01127936226328a401157096a7ae970b-320wi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359542763197129106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOT HOT HOT!!!! Only it doesn't make me want to sing and dance salsa. It has been no less than 95 degrees the last couple of days here in Fort Lauderdale and sure enough... MY AIR CONDITIONER HAS PUT IN IT"S TWO WEEK NOTICE! It decided to quit on us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Wanna know when it decided to do this?  3 a.m. in the morning ......on Wednesday! Me and the hubs woke up with our tongues stuck to the roof of our mouths LOL and while I can laugh now it sure wasn't funny then. It has reduced my child to running around with no clothing on and me and the hubs to fighting not to argue with one another because the heat is so irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmDrgY56w3I/AAAAAAAAASk/YcI_40ixMUs/s200/drydesert.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359542498244608882" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Let me tell you, the next time you begin to complain cause you think you are going without something you absolutely need think again and count your blessings  - one by one. Do you have running water? Are you AND your children healthy? Do you eat a meal (even if it's not the most wholesome) everyday? Does your husband come home to your family EVERY night? Something about the truth is just sooooo real when everything you think you need, you suddenly don't need anymore. Remember that and while your remember that - try to remember me and pray that this AC gets fixed ASAP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Now did you forget? Or do I have to ask you again, lol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What have you done for you lately?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-3062512491480139146?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3062512491480139146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=3062512491480139146&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3062512491480139146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3062512491480139146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling.html' title='Feeling ......'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SmDrvz7hYZI/AAAAAAAAASs/L1w7oS5jt5M/s72-c/6a01127936226328a401157096a7ae970b-320wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-1593813869248700540</id><published>2009-07-13T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T08:27:14.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irony should be....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SltR6uPDmbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8AxbMPT0m4g/s1600-h/12417675175Urkbq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SltR6uPDmbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8AxbMPT0m4g/s200/12417675175Urkbq.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357966250972780978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my new middle name! Hello Lovelies! After a brief post of how much I love my husband and all the wonderful things he did for me this week I shortly find myself with my foot in my mouth. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Talk about irony, isn't it amazing how one day with just one kiss or hug we can fall in love with them all over again and in an instant be flaming tea kettle hot with our husbands? Love is indeed a four letter word but is not the easiest of words to actually live by in my marriage. Sometimes laughing is necessary to keep from crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all he truly is awesome but I just can't wrap my mind around how I can love him so much and want to commit murder - and in the church no less - LOL! Thank goodness that God is a God of forgiveness and He gives me grace when I feel like I can't take it anymore. Anybody out there know what I'm talking about? Even if you don't reply I KNOW I'm not alone. Nothing like being able to identify with someone goin through the same as you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SltRprapscI/AAAAAAAAAQY/IVuvPlbuWgU/s200/tired_mom.158165900_std.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357965958158332354" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, besides the hubs driving me nuts I need help with my lil' peanut. I think that when he leaves for work he puts something in her juice cup so she can act up just a little bit more - no just kidding- It seems like everyone is out to get you when you are going back and forth with your hubby! Like I was saying, this girl is just ........ I DON"T KNOW! She is acting a fool around here lately. Everything is a fight, to brush her teeth, to eat dinner, to go potty (pray for me with the potty escapades), to take a nap, to brush her hair, to get dressed, to get undressed - sorry just venting here, to watch T.V., to go in the car, clean up her toys, to walk instead of being carried and on and on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did someone put a hit out on me or sumthin' cause I feel like the world is out to get me?!!! Including my household. Nuff said! I am declaring war on that which is trying to take me down and I will not be moved. I'll let you know if any casualties happen to take place around here - even if it means I have to die to self. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then Jesus said to his disciples, "If anyone would come after me, he must &lt;b&gt;deny&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;himself&lt;/b&gt; and take up his cross and follow me. - &lt;b&gt;Matthew 16:24&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of self, What have you done for you lately? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-1593813869248700540?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1593813869248700540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=1593813869248700540&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1593813869248700540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1593813869248700540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/irony-should-be.html' title='Irony should be....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SltR6uPDmbI/AAAAAAAAAQg/8AxbMPT0m4g/s72-c/12417675175Urkbq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5562548641132862803</id><published>2009-07-10T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T12:48:15.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SleayhMTqCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MKy10XSwwqc/s1600-h/ist2_2485105-tired-mom-screaming-baby-mchipster250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SleayhMTqCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MKy10XSwwqc/s200/ist2_2485105-tired-mom-screaming-baby-mchipster250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356920474474620962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;baby and no sleep = no posting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoo, I hope your week has turned out well. Mine except for my lil' peanut being sick was fantastic! My hubby and I celebrated 4 years of marriage yesterday and he lavished me with love and gifts. Gotta love that man! Keepin' it short today though just wanted to say hello to the lovelies out there in the blogosphere. Much love and hugs to you all and hopefully there's no fevers or runny noses greeting you at your door today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely have some catchin' up to do on my me time...How bout' you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a lil peek at my wedding day... can't help myself and I love the memories...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sleal8u801I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-naDPgeOd6I/s200/jc9.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356920258529383250" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SleZ7Tn39nI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oHZtyuQUNe8/s200/jc78.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356919525939345010" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SleaQXIQKRI/AAAAAAAAAP4/zDnAd_p1M0E/s200/jc8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 137px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356919887657707794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5562548641132862803?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5562548641132862803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5562548641132862803&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5562548641132862803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5562548641132862803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/sick.html' title='Sick....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SleayhMTqCI/AAAAAAAAAQI/MKy10XSwwqc/s72-c/ist2_2485105-tired-mom-screaming-baby-mchipster250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2679172897994203038</id><published>2009-07-06T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:59:45.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's very easy to....</title><content type='html'>not believe in yourself.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SlIcoWZJxcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bZdfloEuL3M/s200/stress1.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355374386428364226" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever agonize over a new project you are taking on at work? Perhaps it's whether or not you are taking good care of &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;and &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;spending time with your children. I can't tell you how difficult it is for me to balance the ins and outs of anything new that comes my way. I often go into "critical mode" when I see something that another person or mom is doing better than I am. Why is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For me when the feeling comes it's a matter of deciphering whether or not I'm struggling with low self esteem, inferiority or or just plain competing to be the best. I don't know about you - I'm going to expose myself here- but even in the world of blogging it's the same. I'll be searching blogs having fun when I begin to notice the amount of followers some other lovelies have. It's discouraging and I begin to feel like maybe I'm doing something wrong.  Then it just goes on and on til' I finally snap out of it and say - you know what I'm doing this for me! Nobody else really matters.  *I really do care about you all though ;)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so hard to recognize when low self esteem, inferiority, fear, anxiety and self doubt are keeping you from doing your very best and being satisfied with that. Too often we look to be validated by power, people and prestige. Especially as moms, which is why too often, we become critical and set up a false standard we have to live by - and force others to live by. We do this looking to getting satisfaction from ourselves and to be fulfilled by the words of another man or woman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The truth is you are unique with your own set of creativity &amp;amp; talents. That's what makes us awesome! In spite of the fear, keep moving forward and do what you have to do. The blessing is we don't have to have it all together right now. God will fill in the gaps that we leave open, lest we trip on them! If He believes in us, why can't we believe in ourselves?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SlIe8Dw8plI/AAAAAAAAAPg/rwKh-m3Rbys/s200/craft_kit.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355376924048533074" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mastering whatever you are trying to master will come with time and patience- just manage your time wisely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do the same for your children and encourage them to  be the unique &amp;amp; creative individuals He created them to be. If no one else has told you today, God believes in you and I believe in you. Let that be the crutch that helps you to get to the next level.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And by the way.... When are you gonna make that time for you???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2679172897994203038?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2679172897994203038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2679172897994203038&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2679172897994203038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2679172897994203038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-very-easy-to.html' title='It&apos;s very easy to....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SlIcoWZJxcI/AAAAAAAAAPY/bZdfloEuL3M/s72-c/stress1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-1421275615492486495</id><published>2009-07-02T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:31:23.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Somebody please.....</title><content type='html'>stop the world! I want to get off.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning (and many others) I awake to my peanuts gorgeous face- up close &amp;amp; personal- saying "mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommmyyyy!!!!!! I have resorted to telling her to call me Uncle bob. Anything to not hear her calling me over and over and over again. It was just one of those mornings - as soon as I got up and sat down in a chair (silently hoping she would continue sleeping) she popped right up and started crying.   *Sigh*   I thought I was gonna have just a few minutes to myself before the world &amp;amp; time began to spin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sky0-yU8MyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Ndy6gN2d1Bw/s200/WomanDrinkingCoffee.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353853047791170338" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever have one of those mornings? As soon as you get the cup to your lips to taste your morning coffee or to get just one bite of your food, instant crying or screaming for you. LAUGH. OUT. LOUD. I have to laugh in order to keep from crying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, that little face saves me from jumping off the building and yet again I will put my needs to the side to serve hers. I think when you look up mom in the dictionary it secretly means servant. Anyhoo, i got up and dragged my behind to the kitchen to get breakfast started and lo and behold my saving grace - all she wanted was a banana! Thank you God for fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sky1JFqRdbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/HkuhkibBKcU/s200/0411260121591banana_2-40920-upload_t.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353853224779609522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't you just love the simple things in life? It reminds me that exactly what we need everyday is readily available if we are willing to lay down what we think is ideal. I won't get to go to my family reunion but I WILL get to be with the man I love and my baby girl. Maybe I won't get that cup of coffee to my lips- when I want to- but surely I will get to drink it - even if it is cold. It just reminds me that God has given me all that I need. Including a couple of extra nerves when Leia is pinching my last one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sky0YOtytkI/AAAAAAAAAO4/VO5SSkx4Q4c/s200/200380161-001.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353852385396700738" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; One thing I am certainly grateful for is time. My "me time" especially. Even if the rest of the world continues to go, I will be able to "stop" and get off for quality time with just me. Now if only my hubby would get home so I can get to that time NOW. Maybe I'll wait for a nice bath?....A girl can dream can't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to stop and come out of your "world" today with some special time set aside just for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-1421275615492486495?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1421275615492486495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=1421275615492486495&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1421275615492486495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1421275615492486495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/07/somebody-please.html' title='Somebody please.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sky0-yU8MyI/AAAAAAAAAPI/Ndy6gN2d1Bw/s72-c/WomanDrinkingCoffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4262470969145116576</id><published>2009-06-30T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:49:24.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I absolutely....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkojtEBR6bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5NI_8qoOBBA/s200/cheeseburger.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 162px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353130364163451314" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;love Cheeseburgers. Just the thought of one dripping in cheese, grease and ketchup makes my mouth water. The feeling is mutual for chocolate as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;TOO BAD I CAN"T EAT ANY OF THIS!!!! So sorry I had an outburst there, back to what I was saying... Yes sadly I can no longer eat these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  white-space: normal; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;things - messes with the blood sugar. I never dreamed in a million years that I would have to deny my self my first two loves - Chocolate &amp;amp; cheeseburgers - how funny that they both start with C, for Candace and C for Can't have, lol... OK I'll stop.. anyways, you may be asking yourself why cant she have these? Even on occasion? Well it's a long story but to spare you the yawn I'll keep it short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Skoietf8jII/AAAAAAAAAOg/BR7JtkisEsk/s200/article-1017274-02511F2B0000044D-382_233x381_popup.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353129018088262786" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Months ago I was in what I was in a state of "ignorant bliss". I was nursing my daughter, running a full time event planning business I own and holding down the "events" happening in my home - scheduled and unscheduled - not excluding poop and kitchen clean up detail. I also was eating HORRIBLY! Now those of you moms who nursed your children know that not eating well while nursing is a cardinal sin. Well in spite of this knowledge that I" had" but wasn't "applying for wisdom" I was continuing to tax my body on a DAILY basis. Eating whatever I could get my hands on - cheeseburgers, chicken, chocolate  - sometimes 3 bars in a day - yes I know WOW - that's a lot and everything in between. This picture at right was me - on a daily basis lol. I can laugh now but it wasn't funny then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Now I had "changed my diet" years before to all organic however it wasn't quality that was my problem it was quantity. I had (yeah right, have) a portion control problem. I would be walking around with headaches because I wasn't eating enough and a sugar - I mean chocolate bar was just enough to give me the "fix" I needed for my headaches and to "keep" me going. Little did I know....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Skoh2PzDPyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/X-w_xNW0NFU/s200/sick_black_girl_with_soup_royalty_free_080922-143836-092050.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353128322920562466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;This continued for months until the week of my daughter's second birthday. I'll never forget it. I come home late after a meeting with another bride, the house was a mess and there was no food left out for my by the hubs. I silently cursed him, lol, and proceeded to the fridge to see what I could find. Organic milk and cereal was the only option - but something told me that the milk had been sitting in the fridge a little too long. In spite of this, I proceeded to eat &amp;amp; drink because "I was nursing" and didn't want to go to bed hungry. * Side note - If I had been in my "right" mind I wouldn't have even touched questionable milk for that very reason. * Anyways, I ate and drank and was not merry. As I was wrapping gifts for her birthday party, at mind you 11:30 at night, I started to feel sweaty and "weird".  I stood up and the room began to spin - ran into the bedroom - for a last chance attempt to feel better by lying down and it only got worse. I felt as if I was losing my mind. Long story short, I was extremely sick and after the first 2 weeks wasn't getting better - here I am 8 months later and much still hasn't changed. No matter how many emergency room, hospital and doctors visits I've had. I don't know if i will ever wake up to be the same woman I once was physically. Caring for my lil' peanut is no easier either - hence the extreme importance of my "ME time".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Skoips3FMQI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Vn79l8NTKfI/s200/BlackMomAndInfant.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353129206895423746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Why do I tell you this? Because I want every mom to not have to suffer like I am. I want you all to know that living - while hanging on by a thread- is not living at all - it is existing. I want all the moms I come into contact with to know how valuable it is for them to care for themselves just as much as everyone else they look after. Most of all, I want all of us to feel fabulous and wonderful &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;not just on the outside but most certainly on the inside. Where it matters most. That said, it is important for you to take care of yourself when it comes to your diet and beware if you don't control yourself now, some circumstance may end up controlling not just your diet but all of you, your health and ultimately your life. Resolve in your heart &amp;amp; mind to eat healthier not just for you but the little versions of you running around your home. Don't beat yourself up but don't lose control either - you can indulge and enjoy it. As a matter of fact enjoy it for me! You'll truly look and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;FEEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; fabulous in the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Just a thought....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4262470969145116576?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4262470969145116576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4262470969145116576&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4262470969145116576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4262470969145116576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-absolutely.html' title='I absolutely....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkojtEBR6bI/AAAAAAAAAOw/5NI_8qoOBBA/s72-c/cheeseburger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-3174796580422768434</id><published>2009-06-29T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T08:08:21.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We did it, we did it, we did it....</title><content type='html'>Yay! Lo hicimo we did it! Dora was definitely in mind when I finally fixed the problem I&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkjYvdGQEdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/iAtO1YUGTO8/s200/crazy+mom.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352766466906132946" /&gt; was having lol.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was FREAKIN' out trying to figure out how to fix the comment box "issues" on my blog. Don't you hate stuff like that? It's like one more thing on the "I have to fix but am gonna stress trying to figure out how to" list. Among all of the other madness happening in my house, my one outlet to "Normal People" in the real world had been cut off. Thanks for the tip Melinda &amp;amp;  Ana! and thank you God for helping me keep from blowin' my top in the midst of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you ever come across things that just drive you "batty"? or is it just me.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-3174796580422768434?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/3174796580422768434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=3174796580422768434&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3174796580422768434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/3174796580422768434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-did-it-we-did-it-we-did-it.html' title='We did it, we did it, we did it....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkjYvdGQEdI/AAAAAAAAAOI/iAtO1YUGTO8/s72-c/crazy+mom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8694568769796957135</id><published>2009-06-26T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:00:49.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not to be....</title><content type='html'>dismissive in any way, cause there are more important things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;goin&lt;/span&gt;' on. I just had to write about continuing to find our most fabulous selves cause it too is important, to me at least. A conversation I had with my friend struck me hard when I went over to see her a few weeks ago. The conversation went a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' like this:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Hi honey! How are you --&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend: Oh I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;... you look great .. as usual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: Thanks! I just threw this and my sneaks on and left to come see you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friend: I wish I could look like that after "throwing" something on. I always look like a mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me: (background sounds - Cricket, cricket......) well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hun&lt;/span&gt;, you can do this! and I can show you how.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of which lead me to my last post (sans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;MJ&lt;/span&gt;) about being fabulous and this post about how to organize yourself &amp;amp; do it. It's all in the preparation...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mentioned before that I would be posting on some fun ways to organize your wardrobe. I wouldn't be a great friend - I would seem more  like a know it all- if I suggested what to do and not how to do it. I've seen many shows that tell what they think we should be wearing but don't "know" what it is to be in the shoes of a mom. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Sooooo&lt;/span&gt;.. That said here's my idea of a "mom's" wardrobe essentials:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUhHW34NxI/AAAAAAAAANg/xkB8KunmCwI/s200/halle-n3.0.0.0x0.500x828.jpeg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351720142482454290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. A great fitting pair of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;Jeans&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt; - Yes they are key as they will most likely be your uniform throughout your days of back breaking &amp;amp; running red faced after your kids. Not only that but jeans - with the right cut - are the most versatile and flattering with all of your wardrobe. You can dress them up with some sexy heels or down with casual flats- either way they just work. Now when i say great fit &amp;amp; cut - I don't mean the ones that make us look like muffin tops or the kind that are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brazilian&lt;/span&gt; cut, "painted" on &amp;amp; show your "plumbers" butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;I mean a pair that are a nice even wash (dark is great), straight leg - not tapered- and with a natural waist or high waist if you have a tummy to conceal like me. I hate to wear tummy constricting, I mean control undies so I shop for a natural or high waisted jean to conceal like nobody' s business. Bottom line, you should feel &amp;amp; look fantastic in them no matter what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. A variety of &lt;b&gt;Camisoles &amp;amp; Tank Tops&lt;/b&gt; - Tanks are an essential cause you can layer them (be sure they're long enough) and they're easy to dash out in, in a hurry. Camisoles are great for when you want to dress things up a little more and still look effortless. Save those for the days your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; one doesn't have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;cheez&lt;/span&gt; doodle or chocolate stained hands. Best of all, they're cheap! Just don't buy anything though choose wisely. If you've got a little extra in your pockets these days try &lt;a href="http://yummietummie.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Yummie&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Tummie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUiaw8hplI/AAAAAAAAANw/JOQr0FOopzc/s200/halle-berry-shanghai-film-festival-gorgeous.0.0.0x0.440x672.jpeg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351721575410411090" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. &lt;b&gt;Blaze&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;rs&lt;/b&gt; are great. I can't tell you how many times I've been out and about with my hubby and needed to meet and greet with whomever and that blazer sitting in the car is my saving grace - besides - Jesus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. They come in every color, style &amp;amp; fabric you can think of depending on the climate &amp;amp; area you live in and again they are extremely versatile. Yo can easily dress them up or down or take it off when a more casual environment is upon you. Don't just think of a heavy "suit blazer" try something in a light weight eyelet or if blazers are too stiff for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Cardigans&lt;/b&gt; are the way to go- just be sure the fabric is appropriate for the season. They also come in various weights, texture &amp;amp; colors, sometimes even some gorgeous prints. You can find them very inexpensive too if your savvy. 2 weeks ago I was at target and found 4 cardigans for $3.74 each! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SCOREEEE&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUlAPkvixI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_78LfEr3Ie8/s200/L10853111.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351724418310572818" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. A well tailored &lt;b&gt;Jacket&lt;/b&gt; is a sure fire way to "appear" put together even if everything else you have on underneath is a mess. A beautiful trench or a lightweight hip length pea coat are awesome. It will be the first thing everyone notices and the last thing they'll forget. Try something punchy &amp;amp; bold in a daring candy apple red or Kelly green. If it's not your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt;, try a little something more traditional &amp;amp; neutral but make it personal by swapping out the belt for something more chic or edgy - depending on your style. I have plenty from lightweight cottons all the way through to tough leathers and they always do me justice when called upon. Neutrals like grey &amp;amp; black work with everything. Try some color though you may be surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;Skirts &lt;/b&gt;- which at one point I did not feel were my friends but have now become an ally in my wardrobe arsenal. I'm tall so it difficult to find some that aren't too short but there are all kinds of lengths that are perfect for all of us. Especially Pencil skirts and A- line skirts - they are flattering on anyone as long as they fit well - try not to go to tight though it will turn classy to ashy - my sisters know what I mean!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUgKfm350I/AAAAAAAAANY/oAF7WWZpZ_0/s200/30791PCN_Alba04.0.0.0x0.558x912.jpeg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351719096855029570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. &lt;b&gt;Easy, no fuss Cotton Dresses&lt;/b&gt; - I mean do I really have to say more? Slip it on, add your flats, grab a necklace &amp;amp; some bangles and you are out the door! Add a blouse underneath for more coverage or pair with a cardigan or throw on a blazer and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;bam&lt;/span&gt; three outfits in one - ya can't beat it! Just be sure it's comfortable - cause you can't be confident when you're uncomfortable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUmrdPT7UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/OxYk4WWMVeg/s200/Bermuda-shorts.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351726260224781634" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. &lt;b&gt;Bermuda Shorts&lt;/b&gt;- Now generally they have a million names but I don't want you to take this one literally &amp;amp; look like a tacky tourist. I want you to be stylish and sophisticated. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Sooo&lt;/span&gt;.. we'll call them walking shorts. They're perfect with the length hitting at just above the knee and they're fitted enough to add some style to a simple blouse. Bonus? You can run after your child in them and not get tripped up or flash anyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;Button down shirts&lt;/b&gt; - Standard staple yes, but you can put a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt;' twist on it by wearing one in a beautiful print - New York &amp;amp; Co. does some fantastic ones and very often has a great sale. If all else fails go to your basic white button down but  for the more adventurous, try one in black - it will instantly inject "chic" into your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUhuJ6_d2I/AAAAAAAAANo/9ZylJTQzmHc/s200/jessica-alba-rolled-up-jeans.0.0.0x0.440x699.jpeg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351720809020749666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. The holy grail of style - &lt;b&gt;ACCESSORIES&lt;/b&gt;! Surely they are last but not least. You will be surprised but how an outfit or "look" will change with some perfectly placed accessories. A scarf here, bangles there, a pair of earrings and in an instant you've taken boring to B, E, A, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Utiful&lt;/span&gt;! There are no rules, use your accessories to "personalize" your outfit. They can be used to express the attitude within that makes us all feel unique &amp;amp; beautiful at the same time.  Give it a try , You might like it ..... remember the object isn't to look '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hollywood&lt;/span&gt;' it' s to look like your best version of ... who better? YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; With all of these essentials - you can go anywhere and do any thing in a flash cause you'll have the tools to "make it (and everything in your closet) work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Some other brief advice when shopping:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Before going out to shop, take inventory of what you have in your closet, so you don't come home with yet another red sweater. It will also help you find pieces for that shirt or skirt you have nothing to wear with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Shop on off days like Thursday when all of the mark downs have been taken and sales are beginning to be posted up. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Save for the next semi- annual or seasonal sale - some of the pieces you were dying to have at full price will be slashed!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Don't just shop for trends. Find a muse (a stylish friend or celebrity you admire) for inspiration and shop for what "reflects that style AND works for you!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8694568769796957135?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8694568769796957135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8694568769796957135&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8694568769796957135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8694568769796957135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/not-to-be.html' title='Not to be....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUhHW34NxI/AAAAAAAAANg/xkB8KunmCwI/s72-c/halle-n3.0.0.0x0.500x828.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-1475383193857806949</id><published>2009-06-26T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T10:28:04.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time will teach.....</title><content type='html'>you a lesson every time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished posting on taking care of yourself &amp;amp; staying focused on the things that are important. Then came the news - Michael Jackson is dead. Naturally, I brushed it off thinking some idiot was just trying to play a really cruel joke on everyone. Then the flood of calls and e-mails came in. Then the hubs yells "Turn on the T.V.!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not a joke.... he's really gone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUEmZGg4DI/AAAAAAAAANA/NNvcy-o_QCk/s200/J5era101.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 142px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351688789819449394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was as if someone punched me and knocked all of the wind out of me.  Just a few months ago the hubby and I were sitting and watching some of his old performances and saying amongst ourselves that when he passes it will be a sad day, little did we know..... the only good to come out of this - if there is any to be found- is that it reminds us to draw near to the ones we love. He was someones little boy and it reminds me to hold on dear to my little girl. Time is not to be taken for granted - there is nothing that guarantees that either you or I will wake up tomorrow or even lie our heads down in our beds tonight. I say this not to scare anyone just to help us all remember to redeem the time we have NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My hubby always tells me that death is the great equalizer - it does not discriminate, doesn't care if you are a celebrity or a mother or child. The crazy statistic is that 10  out of 10 people will die. It motivates me to put more effort into spending time doing the more important things, loving God, living to serve people and fulfilling my purpose in life. As a mom, wife, daughter, friend - all of the things that are the essence of who I am. I hope to be an example of love &amp;amp; kindness and have an impact on them like he has had an impact on me - AND. THE. WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- All my love to those who are troubled over this and my prayers to the family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-1475383193857806949?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1475383193857806949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=1475383193857806949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1475383193857806949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1475383193857806949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-will-teach.html' title='Time will teach.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkUEmZGg4DI/AAAAAAAAANA/NNvcy-o_QCk/s72-c/J5era101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-9061372730843061165</id><published>2009-06-24T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T11:14:59.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Define Fabulous:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkO96GS_zZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/XWq-6jv8YHo/s1600-h/20060110fabulosity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkO96GS_zZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/XWq-6jv8YHo/s200/20060110fabulosity.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351329588066635154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Extremely pleasing, extraordinary, exceedingly......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do these things describe how you feel about yourself? I can say (just a few months ago) no,  I felt anything but fabulous. I was blog hopping when I happened to come across yet &lt;i&gt;another&lt;/i&gt; mom who was longing to be the fabulous woman she once was &amp;amp; feeling bad about it. WHYYYYY?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is hard for us to let go because for all those years that was all that we knew but we are chameleons. It's in our DNA, why else would God have made us the sole person responsible for the home if we didn't naturally have those adaptive qualities? It just makes sense.... but the key is not to long for the woman you were, its to "adapt" to your knew environment &amp;amp; reflect that change as a &lt;i&gt;PART&lt;/i&gt; of who you are. Not &lt;i&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/i&gt; that makes you who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What I'm talking about is balance....now I'm sure many of you are saying to yourself I understand but how do I "balance" when I don't know who I am anymore? Good question... who you are can never be lost cause it's always in you , it's a matter of having that AHA moment! That moment where you can declare this is who I am... now! A moment where you feel comfortable with embracing that:  yes your life has changed &lt;i&gt;AND&lt;/i&gt; that's okay cause you still have a grasp on who you are as a person AND as a mom. They have to exist in your mind simultaneously cause if you focus on one or the other too much you will lose sight of the big picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The big picture is this: There are &lt;b&gt;many&lt;/b&gt; aspects of our being that make us who we are, as women, as daughters, as friends,  as mothers, as wives and the list goes on &amp;amp; on. Now back to the point... fabulous is how we all should feel. Does that mean that we don't make mistakes? NO. Does that mean we are perfect? NO. However, it does mean that we can embrace who we are &amp;amp; enjoy the change it brings around us and the impact it will have on those closest to us. It is important for us to set an example by being an example. Nuff said! With that in mind, I cooked up some more tips for achieving that balance...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkO6aEtW8JI/AAAAAAAAAMw/peXcgllXNhM/s200/2204819.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351325739349635218" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Simplify your beauty regimen &lt;/b&gt;- How you feel on the inside will reflect on the outside ... whether you like it or not. When you look good you feel good so put a little more effort into your  regimen - you can do a lot within 5 minutes. if you can change diapers lightning fast after 3 kids you can certainly do this in less than 5! Concealer, lip gloss &amp;amp; mascara will change your life. Forget the other stuff, chasing after your lil' ones will give you that "glow" that blush can't. If you are more dedicated or have more time, go for it honey! Add some blush and sweep on that smoky eye! Shout out to &lt;a href="http://cutiebootycakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renee&lt;/a&gt; - You help us all get our sexy back one flick of a lash at a time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkO52V29KjI/AAAAAAAAAMo/IogggO5cm2U/s200/55f2ceae-6896-4bf1-be31-1338354cd05e.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351325125478001202" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;b&gt;Organize your wardrobe &lt;/b&gt; - Looking good as I mentioned before is a part of feeling good. No doubt about it. The issue for most of us is when we open our closets we have a hard to pieceing "outfits" together cause we don't have the basics. We routinely go shopping and say ohh I love that, buy it get home and darn! we have nothing to wear with it.  Organize your casual clothing, dressy clothing and the pretty in betweens into separate sections. That way no matter what occassion - grocery shopping or dinner with the hubs - you gon' look put together girl! Wondering what basics you need? I'll have another post on that shortly - stay tuned.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Get your routine &amp;amp; schedule in check&lt;/b&gt; - As much as i HATE to say this... it is the truth. Making time slots for what you can "actually" do within a 24 hr. period outside of sleep &amp;amp; eat will help bring"calm" into your day. Whatever falls by the wayside - don't stress over just pray the sun will come up tomorrow and you'll have another opportunity. Some of what works for me is cooking all of the meals for the day during the morning hours after breakfast. It translates to more "free time" (if there is such a thing, lol) later on in the day or using leftovers helps too. It also helps me to regulate when I'll have some time to myself and to be sure I'm spending quality time with Leia just having fun. It doesn't have to be set in stone either - do what works for you. You know what you are capable of so....like Nike, just do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkO5mhb9-8I/AAAAAAAAAMg/czm-wQkXwOs/s200/835373_chicken_salad.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351324853708127170" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;b&gt; Make sure you are on top of your health&lt;/b&gt; - Most of us know that health is wealth. I can personally testify - cause all the makeup &amp;amp; pretty clothes in the world don't help when I feel sick. Many of us feel worn out &amp;amp; tired because of our horrible eating habits. We eat junk food &amp;amp; fast food all day &amp;amp; then wonder why we feel lethargic &amp;amp; have no energy.... try to dedicate some of your time to adopting some new healthy recipes or eat a salad for a change. I love that new show - &lt;a href="http://www.mylifetime.com/on-tv/shows/cook-yourself-thin"&gt;Cook Yourself thin&lt;/a&gt;- what an incentive - cook healthy great tasting food &amp;amp; lose weight? You can't beat that with a stick! Try a cereal bar versus a snicker bar lol or swap out the sweets for some sweet fruit. The name of the game is to swap not just starve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Whatever you take a way replace with something healthy &amp;amp; tasty and you'll be happy. If you don't have the energy to try to help your self look better it could be because internally something is off and it's about time to make a change.  Don't let time teach you a lesson - I've been there and believe me sittin' in that class is no fun. Besides if you aren't around to care for your loved ones...who will be? So keep that in mind next time you go all day workin' without eating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* &lt;b&gt;GET OUT&lt;/b&gt;! - Most of us are stuck in the: "Well I have no where to go" syndrome. Make plans to go somewhere - ANYWHERE! Sometimes I just get dressed cute of course with my lil' cutie pie in tow &amp;amp; we just go to the bookstore, library, park or to the mall. Just to get out and see things &amp;amp; people can have an effect on your well being. Believe me I have suffered these past 5 years. I left all that I knew &amp;amp; all those I loved to start a new life in FL and it was sooo lonely. I cried a lot and became depressed about it for YEARS but then I realized that even if I was to remain by myself , I couldn't allow the lack of companionship to keep me from living. AND NEITHER SHOULD YOU! I eventually found that if I was out &amp;amp; about that God would bring people into my midst by chance &amp;amp; some great relationships were built out of that. Don't limit yourself to the four walls of your home. You just never know who you may meet, encourage or set an example for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a "few" thoughts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies if you have any other examples or tricks that help you stay sane regarding health, beauty &amp;amp; wealth, email them to me at: candace@jcsevents.com. Shortly I'll be posting some videos!!! pray they come out well LOL! Take time for you... You deserve it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-9061372730843061165?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9061372730843061165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=9061372730843061165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/9061372730843061165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/9061372730843061165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/define-fabulous.html' title='Define Fabulous:'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SkO96GS_zZI/AAAAAAAAAM4/XWq-6jv8YHo/s72-c/20060110fabulosity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5841874270679358714</id><published>2009-06-22T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:10:18.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog makeover!!!</title><content type='html'>I needed it...whew it was crazy though trying to find a decent template - I liked the one I had before but it just...wasn't me. So I settled until i found this one...whadda ya think?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way this will be the first of a few things being made over.... next week will be my first post for my new Mommy Makeover Series, chock full of inspiration, tips and tricks on how to care for &amp;amp; reflect the most fabulous &amp;amp; beautiful you. Stay tuned.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now to back to our regularly scheduled programming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5841874270679358714?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5841874270679358714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5841874270679358714&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5841874270679358714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5841874270679358714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-makeover.html' title='Blog makeover!!!'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4666135845464987711</id><published>2009-06-22T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:35:05.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is nothing....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sj_cWD2-a5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_5Y4rZYz61A/s1600-h/hands+tied.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sj_cWD2-a5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_5Y4rZYz61A/s200/hands+tied.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350237153890560914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more frustrating than tying your own hands when you want to make progress.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am the kind of person that loves to plan for things ahead of time. Anything involving a celebration, a party, no matter what you can name I LOVE to plan for it. But as my personality would have it I HATE to plan for anything that involves my finances. I would much rather live in the moment than listen to the voice of reason (or God's word) and save for the unexpected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sj_bA8yRFOI/AAAAAAAAAMI/z69G4NyBqr4/s200/family-reunion-335.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235691702883554" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently got notice from my mom that all of my family is gathering in New York for a reunion come the fourth of July.    ALL. OF. MY. FAMILY.   I haven't seen some of them since I was about 14 years old and surely none of them have even met my husband or even seen a picture of my daughter. Now you know I was excited but that was quickly interrupted when reality hit me. I started to hear the twilight zone theme playing when I asked myself....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do we have the money saved to make a last minute trip to No Money, I mean New York City?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, I heard my hubby tell me no we don't. I have tried to think of everything I could do to force the situation (and God's hand in many instances) so that we can go and nothing works. All I can hear echoing in my head is the verse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sj_bRowsY9I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/CzL9HFNBeQM/s200/mp_burning_money.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 175px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350235978385351634" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Proverbs 21:5 The plans of the diligent &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lead&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; surely to plenty, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;those of&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; everyone &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;who is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; hasty, surely to poverty. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God's word does not come back void and surely He is no liar. My being hasty to spend has caused me to miss out on a once in a lifetime kind of opportunity cause God knows the last time we got together was for my Abuelita's funeral.... 11 years ago! What's crazy is knowing that the "unexpected" might come I still didn't save. I wasn't even considering the possibility of this or any opportunity being missed. Well the possibility is no more as it sadly has become my reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only hope I can hold onto now is prayer that some how, some way God will make a way for me and if not that he'll give me the peace to surrender to the position I put myself in and Learn from it. I cannot stress the importance of preparing yourself - not just for everyday things like cooking &amp;amp; cleaning &amp;amp; whatever else it is you have to do but the important things like making time for yourself, friends &amp;amp; family. Even the unexpected - hurricanes, family losses, I mean you you name it - if you're caught with your drawers down you'll be embarrassed every time (Pardon my language). The truth is that even though we live like tomorrow is promised, it isn't and when it comes down to it the only thing that matters is time well spent with the ones you love. Including you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be sure to make a little time to prepared for the "unexpected"that can surely be expected to come your way and in between that take some time for you. I'm off to enjoy at least that much.....LOL... *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Charis SIL';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4666135845464987711?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4666135845464987711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4666135845464987711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4666135845464987711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4666135845464987711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/there-is-nothing.html' title='There is nothing....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sj_cWD2-a5I/AAAAAAAAAMY/_5Y4rZYz61A/s72-c/hands+tied.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4979222641466561760</id><published>2009-06-17T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:30:45.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 honest things.....</title><content type='html'>about me? You sure you want to hear this?.... LOL&lt;div&gt;I was tagged by the lovely Nori and Yay! got another award of sorts - Check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(76, 13, 51);  line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRc-6_2WlIg/Sjgi-VhIP_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/QouBY35iwY4/s1600-h/honestscrap.jpg" style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(238, 136, 187); background-image: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: transparent; background-position: initial initial; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRc-6_2WlIg/Sjgi-VhIP_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/QouBY35iwY4/s320/honestscrap.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348063011825795058" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; display: block; border-top-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The rules are I'm supposed to list 10 things about myself that are true, (wink, wink) stuff not that many people know about and tag five other lovelies. So here I Go......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjkYPNRqK3I/AAAAAAAAALw/KGmoEew5Y3w/s200/PR+flag.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 80px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348332682020006770" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;1. I am a mutt - Si, Yo soy Puertorriquena (Translation: I am Puerto rican) I grew up on the boriqua side of my family (Mi Madre) and loved every minute of it! My dad on the other hand is Jamaican &amp;amp;West Indian... Who would've thought? I can hear the parade now.. Que bonita bandera, Que bonita bandera, Que bonita bandera...La bandera Puertorriquena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" color: rgb(76, 13, 51);  line-height: 18px; font-family:Verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;2. I have never been to Puerto Rico even though practically all of my family has but our family there still writes to us. I'm hoping my hubby will happen to come across this post Hint Hint ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;3. I am secretly - not so anymore now that I'm writing it here- working on a clothing line for lil' kiddies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;4. If i said it before... oh well - I love fashion it's second only to my family &amp;amp; friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;5. I haven't mentioned it before but the last 9 months has been very traumatic for me as I have been very sick. A bad case of food poisoning revealed some health issues and slowly but surely I am dea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ling with them and getting healthier day by day. Thank you J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;esus! Hence... it was the other reason for slowing my event planning business &amp;amp; picking up sewing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjkPhh6-HmI/AAAAAAAAALY/fmSqn_16j8Q/s200/Scarlett+1.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348323101194985058" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.I am a magazine FREAK!!!I love &amp;amp; will read anything on a glossy page - fashion, sewing, cooking, Doesn't matter!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;7. I also have a sharp memory but in many instances I am POSITIVE it is a curse LOL! Forgiveness is not a four letter word like love - pray for me ya'll. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjkSzF53KNI/AAAAAAAAALo/e86YqMtVuMU/s200/IMG_2260.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348326701446670546" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;8. I recently chopped allof my hair off - all my beautiful curls *sigh* but I love the funky &amp;amp; edgy new me. I had to after I got sick  - I couldn't take care of it so it started to look bad... and you know we have to at least try to look good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;9. I am blessed with several talents - keeping my home clean is not one of them but i can do a lil' of everything. I can sew, design, draw, style hair, apply makeup, paint, color by number, you name it... not tryin' to brag just tellin it like it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;10. It makes me very sad to see moms lose their identity in an effort to care for their families. Yes, being a mom is part of our God given purpose but it is just one aspect of our entire being who makes us who we are. That's why I tell you all it's soooo important to take care of you not just some days but everyday. Other wise you will lose you in the process of loving them. Trust me I've been there and done that and I've resolved that loving me is just as important as loving others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Give yourself some love today, I promise you even everyone around you will feel it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; - Just a thought....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Five other lovelies I'm tagging:(don't' feel obligated cause I tagged you just have fun!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Melinda at Coming Clean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Z at Three Princes &amp;amp; a Prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Supermom at Adventures of supermom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Angela at Groovy Baby Blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Mya at Surviving three boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4979222641466561760?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4979222641466561760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4979222641466561760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4979222641466561760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4979222641466561760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/10-honest-things.html' title='10 honest things.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fRc-6_2WlIg/Sjgi-VhIP_I/AAAAAAAAAc8/QouBY35iwY4/s72-c/honestscrap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2563930311120842064</id><published>2009-06-15T10:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T11:20:12.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is.....</title><content type='html'>Me! I am so flattered I got my first award from my the oh so fabulous &lt;a href="http://ivamessy.com/"&gt;Iva&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks Iva !!!!It pays to be a good friend and let me tell you those are hard to find these days. Big hug to you Iva and you ladies reading take one for you too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(76, 51, 0);  font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmZOm6Hvn_o/SjJc9q1MZ6I/AAAAAAAAEGo/rxZhgYe9QTs/s1600-h/Love_Ya_Award1.jpg" style="color: rgb(16, 87, 104); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmZOm6Hvn_o/SjJc9q1MZ6I/AAAAAAAAEGo/rxZhgYe9QTs/s320/Love_Ya_Award1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346437922181375906" border="0" style="border-top-style: solid; border-right-style: solid; border-bottom-style: solid; border-left-style: solid; border-width: initial; border-color: initial; border-top-width: 1px; border-right-width: 1px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-left-width: 1px; padding-top: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-left: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(113, 173, 213); border-right-color: rgb(113, 173, 213); border-bottom-color: rgb(113, 173, 213); border-left-color: rgb(113, 173, 213); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;"This award is bestowed on to blogs that are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:100%;color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I pass this award on to the following eight lovies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Cyndi of &lt;a href="http://somuchmorethanamom.com/"&gt;So much more than a mom&lt;/a&gt; - my soul mate LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Renee of &lt;a href="http://cutiebootycakes.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cutie Booty cakes&lt;/a&gt; - who's little one is indeed a cutie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Melinda at &lt;a href="http://parentingconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coming clean&lt;/a&gt; - who reminds me that it's okay to be imperfect me cause God's got me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Nori at &lt;a href="http://thiscasuallife.blogspot.com/"&gt;This casual life&lt;/a&gt;  - who is my Shero and holds it down at home no matter if she gets me time or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Supermom at &lt;a href="http://theadventuresofsupermom.com/"&gt;The adventures of supermom&lt;/a&gt; - who reminds me silence is golden LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Akilah at &lt;a href="http://execumama.blogspot.com/"&gt;Execumama&lt;/a&gt; - who reminds me that you can still "work it" and be a good mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Jaime at  &lt;a href="http://itsajaimething.com/"&gt;It's a jaime thing&lt;/a&gt; - who fosters my love for all things wedding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;Z' Hodges at &lt;a href="http://ourhodgesfamily.blogspot.com/"&gt;Three princesses &amp;amp; a prince&lt;/a&gt; - who reminds me to stay focused in the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;You are all fabulous in my eyes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#4C3300;"&gt;I know I could've gone on forever but it said only eight but I'm giving out another one - cause I can! That's to Iva thank you again for reminding me of the importance of friendship &amp;amp; supporting one another. Ladies follow her cue &amp;amp; support your friends too! I couldn't help the rhyming there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do something special for a good friend of yours today she'll definitely appreciate it! and be sure to TAKE TIME FOR YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2563930311120842064?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2563930311120842064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2563930311120842064&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2563930311120842064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2563930311120842064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-winner-is.html' title='And the winner is.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zmZOm6Hvn_o/SjJc9q1MZ6I/AAAAAAAAEGo/rxZhgYe9QTs/s72-c/Love_Ya_Award1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8993120578166850073</id><published>2009-06-11T15:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T15:42:29.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjGFW2A4o6I/AAAAAAAAAKo/beuBSQwOSxs/s1600-h/bath+tub_m.jpg'/><title type='text'>10 signs that tell you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;when your "me time" is interfering with more important duties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjGGhAQ5_eI/AAAAAAAAALA/3RUsr8sYDY8/s200/dirty-dishes-piled_~001028.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 141px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346202134230203874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. When you wake up in the morning, make breakfast, get to the table and realize that the plates from last night's dinner are still there. FOOD. AND. ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. When you take a picture to post on your blog &amp;amp; realize the spot you're standing shows how dirty your floors are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.When you go into your cabinets or drawers looking for utensils &amp;amp; plates and realize there is nothing in there because everything is dirty &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;STILL&lt;/i&gt; in the sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. When you go to lay the baby down for a nap and realize you can't cause the bed is covered with all of your unfolded laundry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjGGTf7z1VI/AAAAAAAAAKw/_NU7odsI5qo/s200/2007-07-30-laundry.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346201902213485906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. When you put something to heat in the oven and realize your kitchen is filled with smoke - cause you haven't cleaned the bottom since the last time you entertained for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. When you go to put your baby in the tub - to get them clean - and realize the tub itself needs to be cleaned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. When you go to look at yourself in the mirror in the A.M. (ANNOYING MORNING) and can't see cause it needs to be wiped down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. When you start to sing the clean up song for your toddler &amp;amp; they look around confused cause they don't know where to start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. When you go to clean up your child's room &amp;amp; lose them in the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjGG8vbnAjI/AAAAAAAAALI/EdjTx1w-82E/s200/174170_14.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346202610748031538" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. When you think to yourself, when was the last time I had absolutely nothing to clean? Okay, okay,  so... the last one is definitely a long shot when you have kids but I was on a roll huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can I get an AMEN?!!! LOL Just a lil' joke to make you smile! I love to make time for me but lately I noticed I have so much me time that ain't nothing else being cared for around here( or at least not the way I think it should.) I am exaggerating quite a bit cause I do maintain but I would prefer to have all of my time to myself and my lil' peanut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You supermoms out there that can balance it all I commend you. But as for me &amp;amp; my house well... as you can see (or previously read) that's a whole nother' story.  Isn't balance difficult?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What aspects of your lives do you find hard to balance?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Be sure to take time to try to find the balance between the Have To's and the I Wants throughout the day or else you might end up just like me, making a list &amp;amp; checking it twice. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- just a lil' thought.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8993120578166850073?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8993120578166850073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8993120578166850073&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8993120578166850073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8993120578166850073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/10-signs-that-tell-you.html' title='10 signs that tell you...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SjGGhAQ5_eI/AAAAAAAAALA/3RUsr8sYDY8/s72-c/dirty-dishes-piled_~001028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-415322279132105802</id><published>2009-06-08T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:09:50.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leia....</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0syN6vJoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/thMhLOnBFKw/s200/IMG_0021.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344977573999748738" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How I love you baby girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;I love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how you wake up smiling &amp;amp; say &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hi MOMMY!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you come running for a hug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how excited you are to sit down &amp;amp; color pictures with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to hear you say to daddy - while hugging me"that's my mommy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0toPEbZXI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/PcVGxdvGmlU/s200/Little+Leia.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344978502021768562" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to watch you eat &amp;amp; listen to  you hum when something tastes  soooo good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to listen to you try to pray over your food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seeing your eyes light up &amp;amp; watch you go running to the door when you hear daddy is coming .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;listening to you sing along with Mary Mary in the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0tzHOnYMI/AAAAAAAAAKA/4uMDUvFFLPM/s200/IMG_0134.JPG" style="text-align: right;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344978688895574210" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching you spin &amp;amp; twirl in a new frilly dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having you climb on my lap to sit with me  and watch Cinderella, for the 100th time that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see you sing worship songs - loud - at church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you come running to me to kiss a boo boo &amp;amp; wipe your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hearing you call for me " Come mommy, Let's go!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;watching you snatch cookies &amp;amp; cereal - when you think I'm not watching, waiting or looking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;how hard you try to explain something to me in your gibberish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;the sound of your laugh while we're playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0ukMUkpFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fY-XhlwTdZ8/s200/IMG_0621_2.JPG" style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344979532076328018" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0zDtxkckI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-3_q0i8Yxe8/s200/IMG_1842.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344984471678775874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you type while I'm trying to blog. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see you dance when Sesame Street comes on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching you do the "pee pee in the potty" dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to see you pretend to read my books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when you want to help me cook or bake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0uCYOMy7I/AAAAAAAAAKI/QMsvC2fzqRQ/s200/IMG_0233.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344978951155272626" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to watch your lips curl when you smile wide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the shape of your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the curl in your beautiful hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the flecks of gold &amp;amp; amber in your eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the dimple in your right cheek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feel of your hands touching my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the feeling that overcomes me when you squeeze me tightly around my neck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feeling my heart melt when you kiss me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;watching you grow &amp;amp; learn - even though my heart aches to see my baby isn't a baby anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0uupXxXFI/AAAAAAAAAKY/0A-vr969-8Y/s200/IMG_0902.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344979711673064530" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh.... how I love all of you... and I hope you love me too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-415322279132105802?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/415322279132105802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=415322279132105802&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/415322279132105802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/415322279132105802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/leia.html' title='Leia....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0syN6vJoI/AAAAAAAAAJY/thMhLOnBFKw/s72-c/IMG_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-1087527884778930859</id><published>2009-06-08T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:10:57.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been away.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0nwzcDPeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kvFXjMBhARA/s1600-h/IMG_2181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0nwzcDPeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kvFXjMBhARA/s200/IMG_2181.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344972052153712098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for a couple of days. Over this past weekend I had the pleasure of coordinating a wedding for my clients Kerry-Ann Stewart &amp;amp; Robert McDonald. If you're saying to yourself - Clients? What does she mean by that? Well I haven't gone into details before but I also coordinate weddings aside from being a "Pro" SAHM. It became a business after me &amp;amp; my honey planned our own wedding, only I've intentionally slowed things down since I had my lil' peanut. It's awesome because I have the freedom to take on as much or as little work as I want.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0lwt3qD7I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yhVbzkLwi1o/s200/IMG_2197.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344969851635634098" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Preparing for the wedding was what kept the computer &amp;amp; blogging at bay for me. I was out doing my favorite thing of all - SHOPPING! I had to find a dress &amp;amp; shoes that were both formal &amp;amp;  professional.  I think I did a Fabulous job! How well do you think I did ladies? I spent some well deserved "me time" getting pampered- nails done, toes done, the whole she bang - and I'm glad I did cause my dawgs were barkin' after doing all that walking in heels. (Translation: My feet were hurtin' ya'll...HURTIN' - not even hurting! LOL)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0mTfevsNI/AAAAAAAAAJA/HF776wZzVTI/s200/IMG_2203.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344970449068470482" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found the dress at Charlotte Russe - $35.00 and the shoes at Famous Footwear for $ $34.00, by the way they were having a buy one get one 50% off sale and I snagged these awesome slippers from Dr. Scholls for me to work in after the wedding ceremony. They were only $12.50!!! You know I was happy - Dress - $35.00, Shoes - $34.00, looking good for less... PRICELESS!!! LOL I'm sorry ladies - I love that MasterCard commercial &amp;amp; I just couldn't help myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0nVJOsgxI/AAAAAAAAAJI/B-tSJF7pQXE/s200/IMG_2182.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344971576966939410" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside of having fun shopping last week, this wedding was hands down one of the best &amp;amp; most fun I have ever planned! The bride was a vision &amp;amp; the groom was sharp! They were the easiest couple to work with and very gracious, they always said thank you &amp;amp; I am going to miss them terribly. I was most blown away by their patience though, it was unlike anything I had ever seen. They were patient for 9 years - while they each completed college &amp;amp; started their careers- got all of their "ducks" in order &amp;amp; then got married. Isn't that awesome? How many of us are that methodical about our decision making? I know I am not but they were definitely a great example of how we can apply the truth of patience &amp;amp; determination to all aspects of our lives even as moms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The also reminded me that Love is patient. I hope &amp;amp; pray that the next time my peanut( or my hubby) is driving me crazy that I will remember their example &amp;amp; be an example myself. I'm sure you all will too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-1087527884778930859?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/1087527884778930859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=1087527884778930859&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1087527884778930859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/1087527884778930859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-away.html' title='Been away.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Si0nwzcDPeI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/kvFXjMBhARA/s72-c/IMG_2181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-8867467901836621864</id><published>2009-06-03T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T07:49:50.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is your...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiaKp2M1bmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jWk00B4_nwI/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiaKp2M1bmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jWk00B4_nwI/s200/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343110459450289762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Passion? Certainly mine is fashion - Can't help the rhyming there so bear with me. I didn't have very many posts this weekend cause I was out &amp;amp; about for a change. I think I might have gone a little overboard but it's nice to indulge- especially with all the budget cuts goin' on around this joint.(Translation: In my home, financially speaking, We ain't got it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I was saying, I got the chance to splurge on my first love... fabric! Now that may not mean much to those of you who don't sew but boy to me it's the equivalent of a shopping spree at your fav department store. I bought some beautiful "silks" - cause the quality stuff is expensive, a few linens - cause it's HOT here in FL and some beautiful denim - which i hope to whip into some skinny jeans that will help me get my sexy back. Now how long it will take me to  get sexy back?....that's another post. I hope it's soon though!I'll post some of my creations later on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In no way am I saying that I look as terrible as the bottom of someones shoe but we all know that we need a little help sometimes. While I would like to pretend that I am in shape &amp;amp; look as good as other svelte moms out there... sadly i don't. My honey has taken to calling me the jack of all trades, master of none. Which in part is true, I can do a lil' bit of everything- like most moms-but the one thing I have become a master at is: Disguise! I have been struggling with this kangaroo pouch i have swingin' from my waist since I had my lil' peanut. Now most moms will nod their head in agreement with me and *sigh*... my issue though isn't just my pouch, it's that the rest of me has gone back down to my "normal" size. So often while out - before I became a master of disguise- I would get asked: Are you pregnant?, When are you due? and what are you going to have? - 2 years after I had my daughter!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiaIeXfvPuI/AAAAAAAAAII/kKXw0IuVmm0/s200/heidi+klum.jpeg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343108063206260450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So you can imagine as much as I love fashion, it is hard to look at all of the moms out there who "seem" to have it all together in the physical department. After a while (and I mean a longggg time) I just got sick and tired to holding myself up to this ridiculous standard and adopted my new motto: It's not what you have, it's how you make it work! I let go of all my crazy  ideals and dedicated myself to taking care of me - inside &amp;amp; out. I wanted how I felt on the inside to be reflected on the out so instead of obsessing over my pouch I learned to make it "disappear". At least until my workout regime really kicks in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiaMu1RuX_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-na8tY16fds/s200/Tim+gunn.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343112744124964850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I traded my ill fitting pre- baby blouses for fashionable tunics, swapped out air constricting corsets for pretty waist cinching/pouch covering belts and traded my low rise jeans for trendy high waisted "skinny" jeans. And Lo &amp;amp; behold, I discovered you really can make it work. So thank you Tim Gunn - you truly are an inspiration! I will continue to make it work! Now if i had it my way, I would just order possibly the greatest invention ever - the tanks &amp;amp; tops from &lt;a href="http://www.yummietummie.com/"&gt;Yummie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yummietummie.com/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yummietummie.com/"&gt;Tummie&lt;/a&gt;. But who has $60 - 70 to blow for a blouse? I could be using that money to put food in my fridge or to buy fabric and make my own! I like the last alternative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes as moms, we convince ourselves that if we can't get back to "where we were" that we aren't worthy of love &amp;amp; care or (you fill in the blank). But i find that to be the farthest from the truth! Life is about constant change - even when we least expect it. It's about recognizing that when change comes it will - to some degree - reinvent who we are. Often the challenges that come with change force us to grow &amp;amp; become better, more well rounded people. With that in mind, it reminds me that everyday i must make the most of who I am in Christ. What does that mean for me? Everyday I will make an effort to find out but just for today it means that I am enough &amp;amp; valuable to Him if nobody else in this world thinks so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think we all should feel like we are enough just as we are while remembering that God loves us too much to leave us that way. I think He places change- sometimes seeming good &amp;amp; bad -  in our lives to make us better. Embrace the changes that make you who you are today and be sure to care for the lovable parts of you with the not so lovable parts of you. All of you is worth it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-8867467901836621864?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/8867467901836621864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=8867467901836621864&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8867467901836621864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/8867467901836621864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-is-your.html' title='What is your...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiaKp2M1bmI/AAAAAAAAAIY/jWk00B4_nwI/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-5848764555896817554</id><published>2009-06-01T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T08:05:41.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Soooo......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiPs9D3EtgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3jy6n944I-w/s200/stressed-mom2_Full.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342374116744017410" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know I am always talking about making time for yourself right?? Well, I went to visit a good friend of mine and we started to talk about the struggle to find time for ourselves. Naturally, I am determined to make time to do something fun for me but my friend said something that blew me away. She said, the problem isn't that I can't find the time, it's that I don't know what to do with myself. So I did some research and decided to list a few things to do with your "me time".&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Stop. Even if you only have 2.5 seconds til' you hear the next scream or change another dirty diaper, take 30 - 60 seconds just to Stop, Breathe &amp;amp;  Refocus. My mother loves to call it Relax, Relate, Release. You will be surprised how refreshed you feel afterward.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiPlSKfzSkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/47QCXwh7tNM/s200/whitereading.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342365683209685570" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Read a book. Not just any old book you can find - but something that truly interests you . For me, hands down, it's magazines especially. It's convenient cause the articles are short &amp;amp; I can see pictures of other things besides diapers &amp;amp; dishes. If you hate to read... write, in your journal, on your blog, on the walls with your kids..LOL wherever you can to release &amp;amp; analyze how you are feeling &amp;amp; adjust your perspective of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Take on a hobby. Listen ladies, I know especially if you're a single mom that this can be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; difficult but make the time for you or time will teach you a lesson once you're too burned out to go on. There are a million classes &amp;amp; groups for everything from sewing, to running, to art, learning a new language, everything imaginable. It will quench your thirst for interaction with new people &amp;amp; stimulate your mind all at the same time. If you have a hard time finding something try &lt;a href="http://www.meetup.com/"&gt;Meetup&lt;/a&gt;. All you do is enter your interest, your zip code &amp;amp; bam! a long listing for you to choose from. How easy is that? If you can't get alone try a mommy &amp;amp; me class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiPmgebOODI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/oFWMuoKqCNU/s200/walking_path_stroller.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 110px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342367028588984370" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Get out of your rut! Do something out of the ordinary &amp;amp; veer away (not to far away) from your "typical" schedule. Just try not to overwhelm your kids cause when they are done they will overwhelm you! Plan the day and get out. Sometimes just going for a short walk around the neighborhood for some fresh air is refreshing for you and the kids. I can't tell you how many times Leia was crying, cranky &amp;amp; fussy and I just whip on some clothes and run out the door and she is instantly calmed but the change of scenery. Give it a shot, you may be surprised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiPseG2muVI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UGm8i_ASCC0/s200/cosmetics.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342373584971413842" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Get pretty! I mean it, put on a decent outfit....you know your husband is tired of seein' you in his boxers &amp;amp; tanks. LOL! It doesn't have to be snazzy or for dinner just easily put together. Comb your hair into a quick fire style, put on your favorite pair of jeans, a cute little tank and accessorize! Earrings, bangles, necklaces and those fly (Translation: chic) pair of shoes you have hiding in your closet (don't worry if your toes aren't done- He won't care) throw on lip gloss &amp;amp; mascara and you'll be good to go!It may light the fire that's been out between you &amp;amp; your honey! There is a whole list of fringe benefits that come from there, that I don't even need to list them! LOL! You also may be setting an example for another mom - showing her that looking good on the outside does make you feel better on the inside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but certainly not least, is to get connected- not just with some "spirit" or with your girlfriends but God. I didn't number this tip because God shouldn't be out on a list. If he is, he can easily be passed, skipped over or forgotten. We all know how it feels to be forgotten...How much more would he? You know, it's funny how we try to do &amp;amp; be everything in our lives only to fall short everyday. Shouldn't we put our trust on the one who is, can do &amp;amp; be everything to us? He is a friend, a father to us all, a comforter, a teacher, a provider, a protector- come on you know what I'm talkin' about. Sound familiar?? I think he gives us children so we can see what He has to go through with us. In seeing the lack of acknowledgment we get as mothers, we can run to Him &amp;amp; give him the honor He deserves because we understand &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;His&lt;/span&gt; desire to be recognized &amp;amp; remembered.  If He is the center of our lives, then everything we do will be through Him and will have that much more impact on those we love &amp;amp; care for, including - not excluding, ourselves. A great quote I read during my devotional time this morning, : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is no greater place of ministry, position, or power than that of a mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;                        - &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Phil Whisenhunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope it inspires you to be great, not just for you or your children but for God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-5848764555896817554?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/5848764555896817554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=5848764555896817554&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5848764555896817554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/5848764555896817554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-soooo.html' title='Ok Soooo......'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/SiPs9D3EtgI/AAAAAAAAAHo/3jy6n944I-w/s72-c/stressed-mom2_Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-6701353283622476385</id><published>2009-05-28T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:04:27.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate .....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;dieting &amp;amp; working out! I would rather have dental work done than discipline myself &amp;amp; get on a schedule or work a routine. You can imagine how fun it must've been for me to get into the routine of caring for my daughter. LOL! I am naturally a get up &amp;amp; go on a whim kind of gal. But when it come to exercise my get up is gone.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's even more hilarious is that I love to plan events for others - which you cannot even think about doing without a schedule! I just hate having to plan my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; time, especially having to carve out that time for a workout. My honey&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gently&lt;/span&gt; reminded me today that I have to workout and I shuddered at the mention of it. So pray that I "work out" my time and get down to the business of gettin' in shape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sh6rt7WUdzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/H68MH6frzzA/s200/IMG_2152.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340895013621757746" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of events, The ladies luncheon I hosted yesterday was fun! I had about 12 of my close girlfriends show up with their munchkins and boy did we indulge! The theme was What Women Want and I was sure to include all of those things. We had a cosmetic consultant on hand, all sorts of jewelry &amp;amp; handbags on display and activities for the kids to keep occupied. We had a blast and i had the chance to remind my friends that we NEED to take care of ourselves and do the things that we love in order to stay refreshed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sh6tDJcAsCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5VI8TiH0VAQ/s200/IMG_2147.JPG" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340896477692604450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is so important for us to get together &amp;amp; enjoy time with our friends. I don't know about other moms out there but I find that being home with my peanut as much as I love her can be very isolating &amp;amp; even dare I say, depressing on some days. So naturally being the planner I am put together this little shindig to switch up the daily routine for us stay at home moms. I do miss the socializing that comes with working a regular 9-5 but there is more freedom that comes with stayin' home. My time belongs to me or so I'd like to think! LOL! It really belongs to Leia. That' s cool cause she's so darn cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sh6x6zKLJXI/AAAAAAAAAHA/KEf-voTHEtc/s200/IMG_2149.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340901831831397746" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning while surfin' the blogosphere I found this great site that promotes exactly what we need as moms: &lt;a href="http://www.metime.com/"&gt;ME Time&lt;/a&gt;. You have to check it out cause there is a plethora of info pumped articles &amp;amp; posts on how to stay on top of squeezing in a lil' time for us. I even managed to stumble on an article for &lt;a href="http://www.metime.com/me-time-central/fitness/fitting-fitness-in"&gt;fitting fitness in.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's hope I find the motivation to squeeze fitness into my me time for today. I might just fit in everything else but fitness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, I am still taking some time for me.... what about you? You know you need it so... work it out.... Ha I couldn't help myself that time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-6701353283622476385?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/6701353283622476385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=6701353283622476385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/6701353283622476385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/6701353283622476385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate.html' title='I hate .....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/Sh6rt7WUdzI/AAAAAAAAAGo/H68MH6frzzA/s72-c/IMG_2152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-4688031564542503713</id><published>2009-05-26T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T07:50:16.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't you just love...</title><content type='html'>four day weekends? I sure do. I feel as though there's a very thin line between love and hate for me though. The weekend was fantastic - except for the occasional spot of rain here and there, but Monday was gorgeous. I had so much time to spend with my honey and our little peanut.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We stayed up late watching movies &amp;amp; stuffing our faces with snacks, we talked, woke up late and my honey even made me breakfast for the last 3 mornings! It was GLORIOUS...and then I watched him get up and go off to work today. *sigh* How I wished we could've just had one more morning together. Sooooo, i'm lovin' and hatin' it today but the blessing is at least he has a job to go back to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of going back to, we won't be going back to those swim lessons. It is hilarious when our husbands don't listen to the advice we give &amp;amp; then realize in the end we were right. While I didn't rub his face in it, it does feel good to know he's finally on the right page with me. That's what happened with the swim lessons for Leia. I told him that I believed she would learn better in a more gentle &amp;amp; supportive environment. He told me if I couldn't handle it why did I come to watch ? Of course you're thinkin like I was - Oh no he didn't!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes. He. Did. Now I could've pitched a fit &amp;amp; ranted and raved but instead the peace of God came over me and I said fine. I will endure this "process" as you call it and quietly suffer as I watch her suffer. Now don't get me wrong, the issue wasn't the manner of the instructor or that Leia was being tortured, for me it was that my baby wasn't having fun or enjoying it. I was thinking how can she possibly learn to love swimming if it's no fun? Who likes to sit in a boring class? I know I don't so anyways, I "surrendered" and we took her to her second lesson. Again there was crying, frustration &amp;amp; anxiety but I got through it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day we are getting ready for church. We pack up all of her swimming gear &amp;amp; all that we need to head to the lesson right after service. After all is said &amp;amp; done at church, I asked Leia, "Honey, do you want to go swim with Ms. Instructor(name intentionally left out)? and at 2 years old she turned to me and said "I don't want to go swim anymore". I was shocked. Now we had been asking her for the previous two days if she wanted to go back and she said yes every single time asked. So I kept this info. to myself and forgot to tell my husband until we were in the car on the way to the lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I leaned over and told him &amp;amp; he was shocked as well. He leans back while driving and asks " Mama, do you want to go swimming in the pool?" She clearly says with a sad face" I don't want to anymore". He looks at me and just sits with this disturbed look on his face. After sitting quietly for a few minutes I'm dying &amp;amp; I finally ask "what's the matter?" He says " I'm driving home." I say " What are you talking about?" He says" I don't have peace about making her go to the class if she's telling me she doesn't want to go." Let me tell ya'll, I was in shock, again. Especially after he had made that comment to me about not being able to handle it. All it took was for my little girl to say I don't want to go and it pierced daddy's heart. God is good and He answers prayer! Cause' i sure did not want to go back to that swimming class! My hubby even came &amp;amp; apologized to me for not understanding or listening. Can you believe it an authentic apology!!!! I waited for God to work the situation out and He delivered big time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lesson learned. It really isn't about being right - as much as I love to be right- sometimes it's just about laying your will down so God can teach your man something. My husband describes it this way - Submission isn't about letting the man walk all over you...it's about ducking and allowing God to slap the man!!! Bottom line, however you look at it, it works. That said, I'm off to finish all of the work I neglected to do during my glorious weekend. Back to reality and the planning for the ladies luncheon I'm hosting tomorrow. I must be crazy to do this after memorial day weekend. Pray that I remember to take some time for me and be sure to take a lil' sumthin for you too, now matter how long your getaway was this weekend you still need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just a thought...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-4688031564542503713?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/4688031564542503713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=4688031564542503713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4688031564542503713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/4688031564542503713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/dont-you-just-love.html' title='Don&apos;t you just love...'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-7191965446830115254</id><published>2009-05-22T18:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T18:38:09.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aren't we supposed to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShdSK91N4JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y7AfBPLfM6o/s1600-h/IMG_2032_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShdSK91N4JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y7AfBPLfM6o/s200/IMG_2032_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338826231620952210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like teachers? Today was most definitely the first day I wanted to kill one! Not just any teacher though - the swimming instructor. I took my daughter to her first swim lesson today and boy was it an experience. I thought, after being coaxed by my husband &amp;amp; Julie - the instructor- that it wasn't going to be so bad after all.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YEAH RIGHT! I had to watch helplessly as my baby was crying &amp;amp; looking for me during the lesson. I was so mad I even punched my husband in his arm...yeah I know pretty rough huh? When it comes to my kid all self control flies right out the window. But I must admit, throughout all of my raving &amp;amp; frustration behind the scenes, Julie was just so loving &amp;amp; kind &amp;amp; patient with Leia - it was like nothing I had ever seen before. So much so, my daughter even began to calm down &amp;amp; follow her example. *Take note- they really only freak out when we freak out and believe it or not they always follow our example!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all of the tears were shed &amp;amp; we finally were able to come out from hiding to console her,she cried once she saw me &amp;amp; James and then she started to tell me about the frog- a toy character used in the swimming lesson- and was jumping up &amp;amp; down with excitement about being in the pool. I couldn't believe it, she really was okay &amp;amp; after it was said &amp;amp; done I was the only one who really had learned something. As painful as it is to watch them experience life, we have to let them do it. Otherwise they will sink when it comes time to swim - no pun intended HEE HEE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has more sessions to come over the weekend &amp;amp; during the early part of next week. I don't know how I will feel then but as for now there's a sense of peace that has come over me. The reality is my baby is growing up &amp;amp; I won't always be there for her. I will have to learn to leave her to her own devices &amp;amp; grow from her experiences- even the hurtful ones. The beautiful thing is, I can be there to kiss her face, wipe her tears and even her little hiney right now. What a blessing and yet what a challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm off to bury my head in a pillow &amp;amp; scream.... until tomorrows' lesson.... I can feel the headache coming on. LOL! Until then I'm going to put my feet up and indulge in a little mommy time - as my husband likes to call it. What did you think I would forget?......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Take time for you too......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-7191965446830115254?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/7191965446830115254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=7191965446830115254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/7191965446830115254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/7191965446830115254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/arent-we-supposed-to.html' title='Aren&apos;t we supposed to....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShdSK91N4JI/AAAAAAAAAGY/y7AfBPLfM6o/s72-c/IMG_2032_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-9000000312621968277</id><published>2009-05-20T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:43:18.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That little face....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQeR58MVDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yAPytU-8J0U/s1600-h/Smile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQeR58MVDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yAPytU-8J0U/s320/Smile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337924751300777010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;just makes everything alright! That was what I woke up to this morning smiling at me and asking for oatmeal. Only as much as I love my peanut, I was instantly hit with the "stop the world, I want to get off" feeling. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another day of having to declare that its okay if I have to get up when I really want to sleep &amp;amp; clean when I want to do nothing. Ohhh..... the glory days of being able to get up &amp;amp; go - in minutes flat, sleeping until I'm ready to wake up &amp;amp; being unapologetically self diluted...lol... while none of that was real to begin with - it was fun while it lasted but my goodness, that little face makes it alllll right. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's God's way of making sure we stay in love with them even when they are driving us Crazy!!!! That being said- I needed to vent- it is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; worthwhile. She has challenged me to love harder, be stronger, and be the best me that I can possibly be. What more could anyone ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keeping my perspective is difficult sometimes and I am sure it is for some of you out there as well. The truth is if we really take a second look at the things that we bypass everyday we will find the peace, joy &amp;amp; fulfillment that we are looking for right in front us. Or even in the little faces we long to care for everyday. Don't forget that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;squeezing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a little time to care for the face you see staring back at you in the mirror is worthwhile too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a thought.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-9000000312621968277?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/9000000312621968277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=9000000312621968277&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/9000000312621968277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/9000000312621968277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/that-little-face.html' title='That little face....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQeR58MVDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/yAPytU-8J0U/s72-c/Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5046568666381958335.post-2380439678733842165</id><published>2009-05-16T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T06:56:49.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not.....</title><content type='html'>forgotten &amp;amp; I am here to say neither are you! Hello Mommas! I have a few things that I need to get off my chest and some questions I searched all over the blogosphere to find answers to.  No matter how many times I looked for blogs ridiculously honest about how forgotten &amp;amp; left out I felt I couldn't find what I was looking for. So there I was feeling like, and I emphasize &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;feeling&lt;/span&gt; - every bit &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The Forgotten Mom&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must admit I love being a mom and I don't want to alienate the moms out their who revel in their ability to love &amp;amp; care for their children everyday but for a while I was having a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt; with having to sacrifice all of who I was in order to raise my beautiful baby girl. When it dawned on me, I like everyone else I felt, had forgotten to take care of me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;I realized raising my baby had absolutely nothing to do with sacrificing who I was - while it may feel that way sometimes - but it was more so about finding a happy balance. The balance between taking care of me first, so i could care for my loved ones. Especially my husband &amp;amp; my baby girl. Talk about an AHA moment!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I created a spot that we could all come to reaffirm our need to be remembered everyday - NOT just Mother's day! ( I don't know who decided we deserved just one day cause it should be everyday but when I find them I'm gonna have a score to settle.) We have to remember not to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unintentionally &lt;/span&gt;leave ourselves behind in the process of loving our family &amp;amp; others. Here's food for thought, I am sure that many of you have travelled by plane with your children - what's the procedure the stewardess walks you through? She tells you to strap yourself then your child &amp;amp; should you need an oxygen mask to place yours on FIRST before you reach to help your child. Isn't that somethin'? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is amazing to me that we have to be reminded to care for ourselves when we are the nurturers in the household. Some of us have it down pat and others like me struggle. We're so taxed doing for others that we get left out &amp;amp; then our will to be more, grow more &amp;amp; live more is crushed. Remember, if we don't take care of ourselves &amp;amp; something should happen (because life happens when we least expect it) who will care for the ones we used to care for? How will we raise happy, healthy &amp;amp; well rounded kids if we are unhappy,  unhealthy &amp;amp; all around insane?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nuff said mommies! Do something special just for yourself today. Get away for a while and read that book you've been dying to read, put the kids to bed early tonight so you can have time with your honey, get that pedicure &amp;amp; manicure &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you know you need! LOL! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;or opt to take some time with the beautiful family you have and just really enjoy the day. You have my permission to take care of you for a change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Just a thought....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5046568666381958335-2380439678733842165?l=theforgottenmom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/feeds/2380439678733842165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5046568666381958335&amp;postID=2380439678733842165&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2380439678733842165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5046568666381958335/posts/default/2380439678733842165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theforgottenmom.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-am-not.html' title='I am not.....'/><author><name>Candace Sheppard</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06473469902539570760</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_THcYRzDK9Xo/ShQdS_gfGBI/AAAAAAAAAFs/vqO_j0-FbKU/S220/central+park.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
