Hi, my name is Weslie Christensen...

Thursday, April 26, 2012

...And I am losing my mind.

Today I found my phone in the freezer.

Then I went to the store to buy only Benadryl. I walked out of the store with everything under the roof besides Benadryl.

Two weeks ago I was hurrying home to make it to the gym in time. I ran upstairs to our house to change clothes, sat down for a minute then changed my mind.

The bed was much better than the gym.

I didn't have another thought about it.

The next morning Mr. Christensen is leaving for work when I hear hear him come back in asking if I parked the car in the middle of the road?

It all came flooding back in that instant. The night before I stopped in the middle of the road, diagonally...didn't even turn the car off and went upstairs.

There it sat for 12+ hours. Dead. People maneuvering around it allll night and morning long.

Kill me.

Two policemen later and finagling myself out of a stupidity ticket, the car got jumped and I parked it correctly.

Someone please remind me to buy some ginkobiloba. Because I obviously won't remember to on my own.

...But at least this guy still likes me.

Hello my darling babies,

Tuesday, April 24, 2012

I love being your mama. Its my favorite part of me.....you guys are the best parts of me.  But life is rough sometimes. I know this from experience. And I'm already anticipating the day some guy breaks your heart and shakes you to your core, but just so you know...you'll be fine and come out of it a better person than before. But I already hate the jerk who does this to you.
There will be days when you will feel not good enough, not pretty enough, not smart enough, not clever enough.

Im here to tell you, you are always more than enough. 
There will always be someone out there that you feel is better than you, but please dont think this way.  The happiest you will ever feel is when you start living your life for you and stop comparing yourselves to others. 
You'll make mistakes...lots of them. And this, my beautiful darlings, is a good thing. I promise. All mistakes will lead you to exactly where you need to be if you learn from them correctly.

You'll hate me. You'll hate your dad. But only for moments....then one day you'll realize were just looking out for you.
Lean on each other...always be there for one another.

 Know that I love you every second of every day.

Be kind.

Be creative.

Stay honest with yourself and with others.

Take moments out of your day to sit and reflect on everything good you have in your life and be grateful.

And have a lot of fun. A lot. 

Gateway and City Creek strollin...

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Yet another weekend.

I look forward to the weekend. I dread the week.

But I have to say, more so than ever before in my life, time is flying by. I cannot believe it's mid April. MID APRIL?!

How is this? How is my little newborn 6 1/2 months? When the hell did half of a year go by?

So...I'm documenting. I can't afford not to.






And I wouldn't leave you without a video...

Untitled from Weslie christensen on Vimeo.

P.S. My wonderful husband deserves all credit for any photo or video you ever see on here. He's really the best.
I still have a big crush on him.

Your body, my body, everybody.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Do you ever come across something at the exact time you need it most?

This has happened to me numerous times throughout my life.

....And it happened again just now while reading THIS by C. Jane.

I've been thinking a lot about bodies...well, my body.

And my beautiful little girls bodies.

I am so much more than my body. My daughters are so much more than their cute little bodies.

Everywhere we go people gawk at their beauty. And they are truly beautiful. Extraordinarily beautiful, actually.

And my worries come in here.

They are sooo much more than their beauty. Just like an over weight person is so much more than that number on the their scale.

We live in an obsessed world. Obsessed with possessions, power, and looks.

Am I in someway feeding into this obsession?

I buy them cute little clothes, and let Zuri put on lipstick until she cant anymore. I work in an industry that rotates solely on looks. I myself get caught up into fashion, trends, treatments.

But at the end of the day, I know that I really know what matters most. I will never be consumed by "it". I will let my body age gracefully, and I wont be a slave to whatever is current. I know the importance of feeling confident and comfortable in your own skin...and more so, in style actually. Its about creating whats comfortable for yourself and not following others. Being inspired and making things your own, more than a becoming a prisoner to the system.

But how can I make sure my children feel the same?
That is the thought that has been running in and out of my head lately... and then I found this article, and its perfect. Even though they re young I don't think I could go wrong instilling the fact they they are more than their bodies will ever be even at the age of 4.

And that's it. Start young. Have regular conversations about it, and hope for the best.

Here's a snippet of her article..."You will be tempted to coerce your body into staying the same. You might hear about unhealthy perimeters to keep your body within; numbers and measurements. You might feel a need to restore your body to a certain age where you think your body belongs--even though you would never will your spirit backwards to that same place. You will hear lies that unless your body stays the same you are not good enough."

Its good. You should read it.

Sundays are our fun days.

Monday, April 9, 2012

And this past Sunday was particularly nice. We got a minute away from the baby girls and went on an impromptu exploration of an old antique shop. Mr. Christensen films everything...really, everything. So, he threw this together. I like it.

I knew this day would come....

Monday, April 2, 2012

...The day when Zuri would finally ask if we are keeping baby Remi forever. But I didn't think it would go down like this:

I finally get Remi down for her nap and go in the living room where Zu is watching Flubber (remember Flubber? ha ha). I turn down the TV and remind Zuri to stay quiet-ish while her sister sleeps....This is what comes out next:

Zuri: Mom, you know, its time for Remi to go away.

Me: Go away? where? Why?

Zuri: She needs to go to Nica wa wa (Nicaragua) where thems people have nothing.

Me: (trying to hide my laughter) What?! Why in Nicaragua?

Zuri: Thems have NO good food. NO water...NO baby REMI'S! ....My dad told me. They need her.

Me: Zuri, we cant send her there. She's in our family for forever and ever.

Zuri: For forrrrreverrrrr? awwwwwwwwww. (complete jibberish......then...) but I can't NEVER hear my shows! YOU ALWAYS have to be feeding HERS in the BACKROOM! ITs time mom! ITS TIME!

Me: awe....well shes just a baby and when she grows bigger, she'll be your best friend. I swear! Our baby is sooo sweet and were never giving her away, ok?

Zuri: (exploding into rage) WELL THEN, IM TELLING JESUS CHRIST TO TURN ME INTO BABY REMI!

Me: (in shock...I have no clue how to respond, because I was clearly not expecting her to take this angle.)

Zuri: cont....He'll do it! I just have to say a prayer to Jesus Christ!

Me: No....dont ask him....I'll be soooo sad. I need my ZuZu lady AND my baby Remi OK?

Zuri: oooookay, well......can you turn up the TV?

And that, folks, is where it ended. She hasn't brought it up since.

But they really do love each other, promise.
video

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