<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-6372292724480265796</id><updated>2024-09-12T21:32:18.422-07:00</updated><category term="baby"/><category term="Wenatchee"/><category term="kids"/><category term="Advocare"/><category term="Cohen"/><category term="Ethan"/><category term="friends"/><category term="seattle"/><category term="single mom"/><category term="Advocare Advisor"/><category term="Advocare Wenatchee"/><category term="Advocare distributor"/><category term="clothes"/><category term="energy"/><category term="fitness"/><category term="weight loss"/><category term="1st day of school"/><category term="4th of July"/><category term="Amanda Tacker"/><category term="Apple Blossomland Photography"/><category term="Bellagio"/><category term="Boudoir"/><category term="Bridal"/><category term="Childrens Place"/><category term="Dinosaurs"/><category term="Ephrata"/><category term="Fall"/><category term="Frugal Family Funspot"/><category term="Kaiden Henley"/><category term="Katrinas"/><category term="Kindergarten"/><category term="Leavenworth"/><category term="Mills Bros"/><category term="Model"/><category term="PLACEkids Model Search"/><category term="Sexy"/><category term="Smallwoods Harvest"/><category term="Stylish Blogger Award"/><category term="The Bank"/><category term="The Childrens Place"/><category term="Vegas"/><category term="accident"/><category term="american eagle"/><category term="animals"/><category term="apple blossomland"/><category term="best friends"/><category term="bloggity blog"/><category term="boys"/><category term="boys night"/><category term="break ups"/><category term="brother"/><category term="coffee"/><category term="cousins"/><category term="crazy"/><category term="deal finder"/><category term="deals"/><category term="eco"/><category term="elephant"/><category term="emotions"/><category term="fireworks"/><category term="first birthday"/><category term="gap"/><category term="gown"/><category term="health"/><category term="hm"/><category term="leaves"/><category term="love"/><category term="mom"/><category term="muscle gain"/><category term="parenting"/><category term="petting zoo"/><category term="photography"/><category term="playground"/><category term="prom"/><category term="recover"/><category term="sales"/><category term="school"/><category term="skateboards"/><category term="sleepovers"/><category term="sports performance"/><category term="starbucks"/><category term="superwoman"/><category term="sushi"/><category term="team tacker"/><category term="trainer"/><category term="trendy"/><category term="tux"/><category term="vacation"/><category term="woodland park zoo"/><title type='text'>Martinez Minute</title><subtitle type='html'>I try to live my life based on the Three F&#39;s: Friends, Family and Fun.  As a single mom with two young boys, I don&#39;t have time to take life too seriously.  I believe you should always do exactly what you feel like doing - and always look good doing it. My blog allows you a glimpse into my crazy little world where I&#39;ll share a little bit of my life, my kids (and their clothes)and anything else I feel like!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-2687681355672445322</id><published>2012-03-21T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-03-21T10:31:25.087-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advocare"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Amanda Tacker"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Apple Blossomland Photography"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Boudoir"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fitness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seattle"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wenatchee"/><title type='text'>Who Says...</title><content type='html'>Who says that a mother of two still can&#39;t be sexy? Who says that you can&#39;t be in the best shape of your life AFTER having kids? Every single women should know what it feels like to embrace their sexy side and be proud of it. The people that judge only judge because they don&#39;t have it themselves. 
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A week ago, I did a Boudoir photoshoot with my amazingly creative friend &lt;a href=&quot;http://appleblossomland.blogspot.com/2012/03/blossomland-boudoir-coming-soon.html&quot;&gt;Amanda - Blossomland Photography&lt;/a&gt;  While I have a handful of friends who are outstanding photographers themselves, Amanda&#39;s pictures are flawless... perfectly hand edited, creative, and unlike any other style. LOVE! &amp;hearts;
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I can honestly say that each day that goes by on the challenge, it becomes more and more routine. My body has never felt better. My energy levels are ridiculous, I feel like I am way more level headed and focused not to mention the results I&#39;m seeing physically on my body are amazing. &lt;br /&gt;
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My body craves workouts more than ever and I&#39;m becoming increasingly comfortable at the gym. I have enlisted my friend Ty, a personal trainer at Golds, to train me and and kick my ass into shape-literally! And have also developed a love for hot yoga... Nothing like sweating out your toxins in a 105 degree room!&lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m even becoming a pretty legit cook... Which for me is a pretty big deal. Baked chicken breast and fresh sautéed veggies are becoming a staple meal in our home. &lt;br /&gt;
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In all honesty, as I take a step back and look at my life, I&#39;m excited about the direction it has taken. I&#39;m 28 with 2 kids (which I gained nearly a combined 100lbs in my pregnancies with them)... My body has been stretched to the fullest, and even though I lost all my baby weight, I was still a little &quot;soft&quot; in areas as I&#39;m sure any mother can relate to... But, at this moment, I feel as though I am in the best shape of my life. &lt;br /&gt;
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Thank you Advocare!&lt;br /&gt;
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Oatmeal is part of the &quot;good carbs&quot; that you&#39;re allowed in the Advocare diet... but not instant. So... because I couldn&#39;t half ass it and buy the packets that you throw in the microwave, I decided to take it a step further and get all healthy and hearty with Steel Cut Oats. I first heard about these on Kourtney Kardashian&#39;s mommy blog (yes... it is totally something I follow... say what you want) and it made me curious. These oats take a while longer to prepare (25-30 minutes) but they are amazing - not to mention the fiber that is in them is great! Let these oats simmer for 25 minutes, stir in some ground cinnamon and you have a nice, healthy carb to go with your meal. 

I think I&#39;m finally getting the hang of this healthy dieting thing... Not to mention it&#39;s forcing me to expand my kitchen knowledge. Before Advocare, I didn&#39;t spend much time planning meals - let alone preparing them. In fact, I even just recently found a drawer in my kitchen that I didn&#39;t know I had! Let&#39;s just say it is now the perfect place to store some of my Advocare products. 

Day 4. Still feeling amazing. For the first time in a long time I have the energy and attitude that I used to have. I feel like myself again. 

Because of my awesome rediscovered attitude I am offering a &lt;h1&gt;10 PERCENT DISCOUNT ON ALL ADVOCARE PRODUCTS BETWEEN TODAY, FEB. 2nd AND TUESDAY, FEB. 7th&lt;/h1&gt; I&#39;m calling it my &lt;b&gt;&quot;6 More Weeks of Winter Special&quot;&lt;/b&gt; (Damn groundhog). But hey, on the bright side, at least you get six extra weeks to get ready for summer! So take advantage of this awesome special!! Find me on Facebook or email me at wendymaria8@gmail.com to place your order!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/4202498675452442689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-4-real-steel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/4202498675452442689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/4202498675452442689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-4-real-steel.html' title='Day 4. real steel.'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-7076757066988298855</id><published>2012-02-01T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T22:03:22.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3. on the go.</title><content type='html'>Day 3 of my challenge: I got my first taste of trying to manage fitting all of my meals/snacks/supplements into a jam packed day of play dates, coaching and dancing. Today was definitely trial and error as I am not used to pre-packing snacks and meals for myself. I am, however, enjoying mixing up some different foods (although I&#39;m definitely sending lots of texts to my amazing mentor Jennifer Blundell trying to get approval for certain foods -- man, I&#39;m really going to miss sushi haha). Lunch today was an amazing salad of tuna, mustard, spinach, tomato and onion with a little vinegar thrown in too. After lunch, the day got pretty busy carpooling and trying to get to different activities... Thank goodness for that one meal of vanilla muscle gain along with a few sticks of celery to substitute that dinner I missed :)
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I have encountered a number of people who are hesitant about starting the 24 day challenge due to the difficulty of following a plan... The only thing I can say is that if I can do it, anyone can do it. I was seriously the most undisciplined eater. There were nights that Lucky Charms became dinner, I would get a headache if I didn&#39;t have caffeine, and convenient was anything with a drive-thru window. With a little simple planning and dedication, I was able to turn all of that around in just a couple of days, and each day truly does become easier and easier. I cannot even begin to express the energy I have since beginning Advocare products. My mind is clearer, I&#39;m refreshed and energized... Amazing, amazing stuff.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/7076757066988298855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-3-on-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/7076757066988298855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/7076757066988298855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2012/02/day-3-on-go.html' title='Day 3. on the go.'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-6277753723576867025</id><published>2012-01-31T23:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T23:30:41.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2. mmmm.... peanut butter.</title><content type='html'>So, like I mentioned yesterday, I have never been the dieter. The past two days have been super easy, it&#39;s my cravings that make it super hard ;)  I mean, WHY is every other commercial on TV food-related?! One thing I can say though is after all my fruits, veggies and water yesterday for day one, that spoonful of peanut butter that I treated myself to today as my healthy fat portion was AMAZING. Peanut butter and apples... peanut butter and celery... I mean, let&#39;s just admit it: Peanut butter is incredible.
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Today, being able to add some protein to my meals filled me up and gave me so much energy! I cannot get over how great I feel since starting Advocare. The difference in energy and just attitude is like night and day. It has also helped me to prepare better, balanced meals for my children and become more aware of what is going into their mouths as well. 
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Today I was also able to get back in the gym (day 1 of the cleanse it is recommended to not work out). To make up for slacking at the gym, I really pushed myself on legs and then headed straight to coach gymnastics afterwards. My legs feel like jello and - even though it sounds weird - I can&#39;t wait to feel the burn of working those muscles tomorrow!
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Remember: Change has to start from within. Set a goal for yourself and set your mind to reach it. If you believe you can do something... you can. Sometimes it just takes a little self control -- like me and not grabbing a handful of the xtra cheddar goldfish crackers that my children have so conveniently left out ;)

**If you or someone you know is interested in learning more about beginning the Advocare products or in the business opportunity Advocare has to offer please feel free to contact me wendymaria8@gmail.com or https://www.advocare.com/120117326**</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/6277753723576867025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-mmmm-peanut-butter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/6277753723576867025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/6277753723576867025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2012/01/day-2-mmmm-peanut-butter.html' title='Day 2. mmmm.... peanut butter.'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-4987192888214080708</id><published>2012-01-30T19:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T22:39:11.907-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advocare"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advocare Advisor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advocare distributor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Advocare Wenatchee"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fitness"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="muscle gain"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weight loss"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Wenatchee"/><title type='text'>hitting the restart button.</title><content type='html'>AdvoCare. One word that was not in my vocabulary a month ago but is all I can seem to think about these past couple of weeks. For the past couple of years, I have tried to find where I belong... what I&#39;m meant to do... and nothing has ever felt right. I would either find things that didn&#39;t interest me long enough or things that interested me but wouldn&#39;t pay the bills. And then a friend told me about Advocare. Advocare is a health and wellness company that offers energy, weight-loss, nutrition, and sports performance products. Not just that but it also offers a business opportunity. The more I looked into the company the more interested I became - I mean, I could help people feel great about themselves and their bodies, stay home with my kids, AND make money?! Perfect!
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My first couple of weeks of selling were pretty successful but I felt as though the only way I could successfully sell a product was if I believed in it myself and the only way I could believe in it was to jump right in and take the products myself... 
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My entire life, I have always been the &quot;skinny&quot; one. I couldn&#39;t gain weight no matter how hard I tried (I know what you&#39;re thinking - &quot;That bitch&quot;)... After both of my pregnancies, I shed the weight naturally within a couple days of giving birth (I gained between 40-50 lbs both times).  I know this isn&#39;t &quot;normal&quot; but this is the way I&#39;m built. I always believed diets were for those that needed/wanted to lose weight. For the past 28 years I have eaten whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted (and anyone who knows me knows how much I love to eat). I never thought about junk food or fast food and would devour a snickers whenever I felt like it. I mean, it wasn&#39;t causing me to gain weight... it wasn&#39;t sticking to my hips or a pooch on my belly, I was active so why did I need to worry about my diet? 
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I have quickly realized in the past few weeks that just because I may be naturally &quot;skinny&quot; doesn&#39;t necessarily mean I am healthy. Which, I believe, is scarier than if I were to be someone who is overweight and needing to lose weight. When you&#39;re thin, you don&#39;t usually worry about weight or eating right... all the garbage you are putting into your body becomes a hidden, silent danger... With starting Advocare products, I&#39;m (obviously) not looking to lose weight but the first 10 days is a cleanse which will rid your body of toxins. It&#39;s like hitting a restart button on your habits and metabolism. In addition, I will be using the challenge to gain some lean muscle. Which brings me to today....
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&lt;b&gt;Today marks DAY #1 of my&lt;/b&gt;
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I am pretty sure this challenge may be the most difficult thing I have ever done. I have never had to &quot;quit&quot; a bad habit before. I have never been a smoker or a heavy drinker. I stopped biting my nails years ago. But now, all of a sudden, I am having to &quot;quit&quot; my comfort foods. At first I didn&#39;t think it would be this difficult. I mean, what&#39;s a couple weeks of no soda or chips or a cookie whenever I felt like it... but you know the saying &quot;when you can&#39;t have it you want it&quot;? Yeah... That&#39;s me ALL DAY TODAY. But, I&#39;ve survived day #1 and am looking forward to day #2 and getting to eat some protein and peanut butter!
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Day #1: I have survived a full day on Fruits and Veggies along with some amazing Advocare products such as omegaplex, a meal replacement shake and my savior: SPARK.
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Nine more days left of the 10 day cleanse (part 1 of the 24 day challenge). I know I can do this and to be quite honest, I have some amazing energy today -- even IF my children are teasing me with their cookie dough ice cream at this very moment :)
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I, for one, am excited to see what the New Year brings. It&#39;s a fresh start. A new beginning. 
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This past year was filled with a lot of growing... both emotionally and physically.  First of all, my baby turned ONE in February. I couldn&#39;t believe how quickly the first year had flown by and throughout 2011 he grew even more. By the end of this year, his vocabulary had expanded along with his personality which is bigger than life itself. Then there&#39;s Cohen. Cohen had a pretty big year too... He spent his last summer as a little kid before entering Kindergarten!  Is it really time for Cohen to be a kindergartener?! I just couldn&#39;t believe it. He rocked it in baseball and soccer this year and I can&#39;t wait to see what this next year brings for him!  And then there&#39;s me... Well let&#39;s just say I had a lot of fun this year... 2011 was filled with new (and old) flames, amazing friendships and even a spontaneous girls weekend in Las Vegas. 
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Emotionally, I found myself in a much more stable and peaceful place. It sounds funny, but when Rachell and I chose to go to Vegas that particular weekend in August, I also chose to leave the past behind there. I figured, what better place to leave some extra emotional baggage than Vegas!  
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2011 flew by so quickly that a lot of it seems like a blur. But just to share a little bit... here are my top 10 moments of 2011:
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          &lt;b&gt;1. Celebrating my 27th birthday with some of my closest and best friends.
             2. Watching my baby turn 1.  I can&#39;t imagine missing a single experience of his beautiful life.
             3. Watching Cohen play a whole season of T-ball without using the Tee! 
             4. Spending sunny summer days out lounging on the river with friends.
             5. Ethan&#39;s first trip to the waterslides.  Did I mention this kid is CRAZY!? ;)
             6. CRAZY girls nights with Lindsey (I swear I need a liver transplant after each one)
             7. VEGAS 8/13/11. Need I say more?
             8. Him. 
             9. Learning photography. My camera has been like therapy.
             10. Hearing Ethan say &quot;I love you&quot; for the first time.&lt;/b&gt;
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Last weekend, my friend Amanda and I volunteered with HELP PORTRAIT, a non profit organization that provides family photos to the needy and homeless. In addition to free family photos, hair and make up is also provided. Amanda and I captured some wonderful candid moments in the hair and make up room and I even jumped in to help with the make up. One lady in particular has stayed in my thoughts since... 
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This particular woman was 41, homeless and pregnant. First of all, I cannot even begin to imagine what her life must truly be like and the things that she must endure every single day. I ended up doing her make up and Amanda even captured on camera the very moment that she looked in the mirror at her new self... tears in her eyes and all. I touched a life... a human being... even if it was just for those few minutes and even if it was something as superficial as making someone feel pretty, I helped to make her life better for those few minutes. 
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I don&#39;t know what happened to her or where she went after pictures that day. I pray to God that her and her unborn are safe and warm... One thing that I do know is it made me snuggle my kids a little extra that night, tuck them in to their beds extra warm and give them a few extra kisses. 
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None of us know what our future has laid out for us. I, for one, know all too well that life as you know it can change in an instant... but one thing that I do know is that I will raise my kids with compassion, love and an awareness of the world around them.
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Happy Holidays.
xo</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/8797637981763567187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/12/holidays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/8797637981763567187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/8797637981763567187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/12/holidays.html' title='The Holidays.'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-3097106170149366426</id><published>2011-12-12T23:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T23:55:45.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taitym: Part II.</title><content type='html'>So I just can&#39;t get enough of this baby girl! So precious!
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For me personally, my belly pics from when I was pregnant with Ethan are some of my most prized possessions and I wanted to make sure that Aimee had something of equal quality to love and remember for herself. In a time where a mama feels the most insecure about her body, it&#39;s easy to forget exactly how beautiful it really was. 

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I can&#39;t wait to meet my newest little cousin Miss T in just a few short weeks (days!?)... Until then... 

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Sweet smooches &amp;hearts;
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I wanted him to play on the toys and have fun... but of course being the total boy that he is, he decided that the gravel and dirt was so much more interesting than all the awesome structures that he could have been climbing on.&lt;br /&gt;
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On Friday, November 4th, 2005 at 6:05 p.m. I fell head over heels in love with this tiny little 7 pound 11.5 ounce blue eyed baby boy who took his sweet time entering the world and now on Friday, November 4th, 2011 we are celebrating your SIXTH birthday.  The past six years have been filled with love, laughter and adventure.  We have been through so much together and you have been my rock and held my hand in more ways than you will ever begin to understand. 
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There have been times (lots of them) when we have butted heads because of our similar personalities. You remind me so much of myself which drives me absolutely insane sometimes; but it&#39;s also reassuring because I know that because of this, you will always be ok. You will always be able to make it through any situation that ever comes your way, you will never give up and you will always be strong. 
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For six years I have spent time worrying whether the decisions I make for you are the right ones. I wonder who you will be when you grow up. I wonder what kind of person you will become... but in the past six years, I have watched you grow from this precious little blue-eyed baby to a smart, intelligent, hilarious little man. You are so quick-witted - always ready with a comeback for anything anyone has to say to you. You are eager to learn and SO adventurous. I see a kid who is fearless, but thinks things through just enough so that you do it right the first time. I see a compassionate, loving big brother who will do anything to make sure your &quot;lil bro&quot; is happy and safe. I have watched you succeed in every single sport you have ever set out to do - whether it was soccer, baseball, gymnastics... or anything else that you decide you want to try. 
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You have made me so incredibly proud to call myself your mom. The past six years have flown by and I am so excited to see who you are going to become in the next 6 years! 
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I love you to the stars and to the moon. Happy Birthday to my beautiful blonde hair, blued-eyed little man.
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There&#39;s no better feeling in the world than be able to make your child happy by giving him an opportunity to do something that he enjoys.
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This fall, Cohen started on a new soccer team and man, they are GOOD. It makes my heart so proud to see my son go out there with no fear and be aggressive with a soccer ball and have the ability to stay focused... not to mention superb coordination! {{Yes, I&#39;m a very proud mama}}
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This poor kid in the green didn&#39;t quite know what to think... Here he was so proud of himself for keeping control of the ball and trying to get it turned around back to his goal when in comes my kid (in the yellow) sliding right in in front of him and kicking the ball the to his teammate before the other kid knew what was going on. Look out David Beckham!&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;
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Even Ethan gets into the game and claps and cheers for his big bro from the sidelines! The best part is when Cohen takes a break to run over for some &quot;Good Luck&quot; kisses from his baby bro. These two are so in love with each other it&#39;s not even funny.

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No matter how busy my life gets or how much I attempt to juggle or fit on my plate, it&#39;s the simple pleasures in my life like Co&#39;s soccer skills that bring me back. Everything in my life is finally FALLing into place... now all I need to do is find a man that is worth sharing all of this with ;)




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What is balance?  Is balance having the perfect home? The ideal family? A successful job?  Maybe... to some people. 
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As a past gymnast, and more recently (and presently) a gymnastics coach, I relate balance to a beam... A balance beam is four feet tall and four inches wide; yet, with courage, practice and determination skills can be perfected on this thin beam that most people can only dream about doing in a wide open space on the floor. On the flip side though, one slight miscalculation can lead to a stumble - or worse - a fall off of this Balancing structure.  Sometimes those falls were the kind that you could pick yourself right back up, and others left burns and bruises and took a lot longer to find your courage again.
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This is much like life. Sometimes, in life, just when you think you have found your balance one slight misstep causes you to come tumbling down. But... with enough determination, a lifetime of practice and a whole lot of courage you can pick yourself back up and be stronger than ever before.
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Powaqqatsi. Definition: Life is transformation.
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To transform is to change. Life is constantly changing - and if it&#39;s not, then you&#39;re doing something wrong.  In my life, I refuse to settle. I have learned from my past mistakes and have grown from them. I have learned what makes me happy and what doesn&#39;t. I have learned what hurts the worst and what love feels like.  I have also learned to never settle for anything less than perfect. In life, when you stop changing... stop transforming... you stop living. Never stop living. &amp;hearts;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/3539415011151632798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/wild-animals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/3539415011151632798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/3539415011151632798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/wild-animals.html' title='Wild Animals.'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fnf4LVV4wCs/TlmFP52qBDI/AAAAAAAAAo8/SH4fd7pUrxk/s72-c/IMG_5992.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-4791028463363736005</id><published>2011-08-24T12:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T12:51:12.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering Kaiden (via Wenatchee World)</title><content type='html'>Kaiden Henley was a very special friend of my son, Cohen. Kaiden has forever changed our lives and has affected many in our community. Take a minute to say a little prayer for the Henley family, count your blessings and hug your babies a little extra longer. Say I love you every chance you get to anyone who deserves to hear it in your life. &quot;The expected is what keeps us steady, it&#39;s the unexpected that changes our lives forever&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wenatcheeworld.com/news/2011/aug/24/remembering-kaiden/&quot;&gt;Remembering Kaiden | Local news, sports, weather, blogs, opinion, crime, obituaries, business, directory, marketplace, education, high school, family, shopping, arts, entertainment, movies, books, cooking, auto, real estate, jobs, classifieds, photos, videos, comics, contests, and mountain pass webcams from Wenatchee, East Wenatchee, Chelan, Leavenworth, Waterville, Cashmere, Quincy, Entiat, North Central Washington newspaper&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/4791028463363736005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/remembering-kaiden-local-news-sports.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/4791028463363736005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/4791028463363736005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/remembering-kaiden-local-news-sports.html' title='Remembering Kaiden (via Wenatchee World)'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-2719579356619370678</id><published>2011-08-22T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T21:01:47.166-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="accident"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Ephrata"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Kaiden Henley"/><title type='text'>Sad day.</title><content type='html'>How do you tell a five-year-old that one of their closest friends had lost their life? I never in a million years thought I would be asking myself that question. I mean, five-year-olds don&#39;t die.  At least not ones that you know or ones that are perfectly healthy and happy... Right? &lt;br /&gt;
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Unfortunately, over this past weekend, the world lost one incredibly amazing little boy who gave the best hugs in the world. A freak accident at the racetrack took the life of one of Cohen&#39;s closest school friends. http://www.kxly.com/news/28944619/detail.html&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.kxly.com/news/28944619/detail.html&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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So how do you tell a five-year-old about the death of their friend? Honestly and delicately. Cohen had already heard about the accident as I had been talking about it before I knew who the victim was. So, when I brought up that Kaiden was killed in an accident, he already knew what I was talking about. His response? &quot;So... Kaiden is in heaven then?&quot; I replied, &quot;yes.&quot; With that, Cohen said, &quot;I bet he was the one that made it rain today!&quot;  For a minute, I thought that maybe Cohen didn&#39;t understand, or worse, he was just too young to care... but then his humor quickly turned into &quot;I will miss him and it makes me sad that his mommy won&#39;t get to see him anymore.&quot; Now that&#39;s the compassionate, caring son that I know and love.  &lt;br /&gt;
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I&#39;m still not sure if he completely understands just how permanent death really is and I&#39;m sure there will be a few questions as the days go on but I am grateful that my son had the opportunity to have been friends and to have known this sweet little angel. I truly pray that I don&#39;t have to have a talk like this again with my young son. No parent should ever have to lose a child... especially not one this young. But it does happen and it happens more often than we realize. It&#39;s so easy to look past it when it&#39;s not someone you know. It&#39;s easy to have the mentality of &quot;It will never happen to me&quot; but the reality is, is this accident could have happened to anyone... &lt;br /&gt;
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So, hug your kids a little longer and harder tonight. Always say I love you. And be grateful for the time that we have. &lt;br /&gt;
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Prayers to the Henley family during this difficult time.&lt;br /&gt;
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These two boys wore each other out! They played Xbox and rode bikes and scooters. They had battles outside with Nerf guns and built forts and pigged out on juice and fruit snacks. The entire night was pretty much amazing and a huge success.&lt;br /&gt;
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Even Baby E got to hang out outside for a little while and show the big boys his skateboarding skills (he is pretty rad if I do say so myself). The kid has no fear when it comes to standing on that thing.&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mgqogX6sAU/TlC-hCWFWLI/AAAAAAAAAoM/c34VxA2_HJw/s1600/IMG_5983.JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;clear:right; float:right; margin-left:1em; margin-bottom:1em&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;320&quot; width=&quot;214&quot; src=&quot;http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7mgqogX6sAU/TlC-hCWFWLI/AAAAAAAAAoM/c34VxA2_HJw/s320/IMG_5983.JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love love love my creative, imaginative, intelligent little men.  While there are definitely days where they do their best to get on every last nerve they possibly can, it&#39;s nights that these that make me so thankful for them and the innocence and fun that they are able to remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;
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A move from Alaska back to Washington put a lot of strain on her relationship with her fiance (as it would any relationship) and just over a week ago, they decided to go their separate ways - for now. &lt;br /&gt;
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Today, while I was at work my amazingly thoughtful son, Co, asked Stacy if she was alright... he must have noticed that she was looking a little sad. She tried to explain to him what heartbreak was and sadness and asked if he understood. His answer? &quot;Yeah... I had a girl break up with me once....&quot; Stacy replied with &quot;Oh yeah? How did you get through it?&quot; Cohen, &quot;I don&#39;t know... I just did. I just did.&quot;  This sweet little exchange of words brought a smile back to Stacy&#39;s face... I mean, who&#39;s heart wouldn&#39;t melt with that?&lt;br /&gt;
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In the past two years, my son has watched me go through every emotion possible - with sadness being a huge one. As much as I would try to hide it from him, I have quickly come to realize, especially after today, that my own life experiences and the experiences that Cohen has witnessed have shaped him into a wonderful, caring, emotional human being. At five years old he already understands the emotions that us adults are constantly struggling with. He is becoming a man that I will be so proud of one day.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/1966662559203059680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-year-old-words-of-wisdom-episode-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/1966662559203059680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/1966662559203059680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-year-old-words-of-wisdom-episode-1.html' title='5 Year Old Words of Wisdom... episode 1'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6372292724480265796.post-459222149419965947</id><published>2011-08-19T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T09:25:02.383-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="boys"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="crazy"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="kids"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="single mom"/><title type='text'>My blog.</title><content type='html'>So I decided to give my blog a little makeover. I have realized that my page gets viewed well over 500 times a month by family, friends and strangers around the world. It&#39;s my way of keeping family and friends up to date on our latest adventures but I have been told (and realized myself) that my life can be rather entertaining with storylines that seem to be straight out of daytime soap operas. SO... I have decided to make my blog less about photos of my kids and more about our stories/adventures and the insane-ness of being a single mom to two little monkeys. Enjoy!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/feeds/459222149419965947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/459222149419965947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6372292724480265796/posts/default/459222149419965947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://martinezminute.blogspot.com/2011/08/my-blog_19.html' title='My blog.'/><author><name>The Mom.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05942675356181738077</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8nGr2EkyYYg/TRFRdaeuUlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/TjaLS9IzWSw/S220/15.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>