We've Moved!

Thanks for stopping by....

Just wanted to let you know that we have moved!!

Our New Address is:

http://www.momgotblog.com

Hope to see you soon!

Mom Got Blog is Moving!!

That's right fabulous readers!!! It's finally here....

MOVING DAY!!!!

It is finally time to pack up and ship these words to a new home. I have my boxes ready and they are labeled with care. Fingers crossed that everything makes it without a scratch.

As I prepared this post, I thought....


Starting a blog is kind of like buying your first home.

You shop for what you can afford and what fits your lifestyle. The house is small, but that is ok because you are just starting out- no need for extra bedrooms or a big huge yard-at least that was our first home. (Loved that house!)

You rent a U-Haul- because you are going to save money and do this yourself! You enlist friends to help you pack up your dishes, load up your heavy furniture, unload everything upon arrival and pay them in beer and pizza. You learn all the little ins-and-outs of your new abode. Where to hang this picture? Where to place that plant?  You work hard to make it as perfect as you can. Congrats! You are now a new home owner!

While time passes you become more comfortable with your surroundings. You learn how to kick the closet door in just the right spot in the corner to “unstick” it; you chat with your neighbor while taking a break from mowing the lawn. Life is good.

Kids arrive and soon the home that seemed so spacious becomes very small, very quickly. If it works for you, you start to think about maybe moving to a newer home that is a wee bit bigger. More room in the kitchen, more room in the back yard. A place to accommodate your growing family.

Kind of like your first blog.


You set up shop on a platform that is affordable (free is awesome) and easy to use. You learn how to set up your template, add stuff to your sidebar write your first post. You hit publish and congrats! You are now a blogger!

The more time you spend on the site, the more comfortable you become. You learn the ins-and-outs of code and links. You start to connect with your readers and begin to nurture a community. Life is good.

But, maybe you want to change things up. Spruce up the look. Make it better-create a place that can accommodate your growing community.

This is just my thought process...I know a lot of people that still live in the very first home they purchased and blog on the same blog they created years ago. If our first home were a tad bigger, I'm sure we would have stayed there longer-but with a relocation opportunity, we chose to move.

I think the time has finally arrived my friends, to make this blog a little bigger and easier to use, so I am packing up and moving to some new digs!!

The new site is AWESOME! It has combined all of our favorite things under one roof so to speak. It will be easier to navigate and allow me to offer more great things to you, my fabulous friends.

I hope that you will continue to visit and follow my blog...I have some really fun things lined up that I know you won't want to miss.

The blog will be going dark for a few days, so that everything can be moved...

This will be my last post on Blogger.

Re-launch is scheduled for this Friday on Wordpress!!! WOOT!!

Spread the word- share with your friends...

Open House Party will be this weekend. I so hope you will be there!

Thanks for making Mom Got Blog such a fabulous place!

Moving into a new home or new blog...


It eventually becomes Home sweet Home!

Loving the Dream to Life

Happy Valentine's Day!!

Today's guest post is from our fabulous Blogger of the Month, Sandi of Deva Coaching. I usually share  more to introduce, but I don't want to take away from her beautiful words.



February. The month of love.

At least that’s what we’ve been conditioned to think, and I’m good with that.

I love thinking about love. Last year, my husband wrote something he loved about me on heart shaped post-it notes for the entire month. He left these little love notes around our home for me to find.

I saved them all. I’m a softie like that.

I love love and I don’t apologize for it.

In her introduction, Kelly shared that I made her think and share her dreams. That’s my passion, it really is.

• I love hearing what people want in life, what’s important to them.

• I love helping them go after it.

• I love reminding them of their dreams when they forget.

Because they usually do.

You do, you know. You forget your dream, you forget why it’s important and you file it away in a someday-maybe part of your brain.

Then? It’s my work to remind you.

Some people though? They don’t forget and how they pursue their dreams is inspiring. My BFF is like that.

I can still picture us at the cafe a few years ago. She was humouring me by working through a coaching exercise together. It was a thought provoking exercise on values.

I think values are like your fingerprints or DNA, so knowing what they are and living your life true to them makes a difference. For example, my core values include curiousity, integrity, fun, love, creativity and freedom.

Friends would say those are pretty accurate words describing who I am. Life works when I honour my values. I am 100% sure of that.

So there we were at the cafe, working through the values exercise and my BFF is suddenly moved to tears.

     Me: “What’s wrong?”

     BFF: “I think I want to be a mother.”

     Me: “Are you sure?” (not my finest coaching question, but I was flabbergasted!)

     BFF: “Yes, really, really sure. And I’m scared.”

The fear was palpable, but so was her sudden clarity.

It wasn’t an easy road for her to become a mother. She’d had cancer at 30, leaving her unable to bear children. Her partner would not commit to either marriage or a child. Her ovaries stopped working. Her dream could have easily gone the way of many dreams, disappearing into the ethers.

And then one day she woke up.

She ended her relationship, unwilling to live with the uncertainty and lack of commitment any longer. She began taking the necessary steps. Each of those steps was shaped by her values. When things got tough, she remembered how much she wanted to share her love with a child.

Her dream of being a mother seemed impossible at times. But she loved that dream to fruition. She made difficult choices. She invested her time, energy and money.

And it was worth it.

The adoption has been finalized, and she’s coming home with a baby. Bringing him home to a new, loving partner, to a family and circle of friends already in love with this child.

Your dream?

Is worth it too.



During this month of love, how can you love your dream just a bit more into reality?

 
Thank you Sandi for such a lovely post! So happy for your BFF!!
 
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Valentine's Day Love, Zombie Style

One of my favorite bloggers hosts a meme, pronounced Meeeemmm, kinda like zombie language..say it...meeeemmm, sounds sort of like the Mummy, or the Frankenstein in 'Young Frankenstein'...I love that movie....anyway, I am getting off point here!

My friend Cate has a great blog called Real Life With Kids and if you haven't gone to visit, well you should. Especially if you like "girl talk" whilst eating cheese doodles and getting cozy on a comfy couch. She is a hoot and I'm so glad to link up to her Valentine's Day Zombie Meme.

We are to link up a favorite, lovey, smushy, smoochy post and I could not think of a better one than my post I just wrote for The Red Dress Club...called Love at First Sight. It's a recollection of the moment I first saw my husband and fell in love. Hard.

Thanks Cate, for letting me share my love story!

Love at First Sight  

I could never have imagined falling victim of love at first sight, especially given the fact that I was already in love, or what I thought love to be. As fate would allow, on a beautiful, warm summer evening that is exactly what happened.

Every Friday evening, a group of us from work would meet downtown at the local watering hole and lament about our week over a cold beer. On this particular night, my friend Mike was late for the gathering, due to running home to his brownstone apartment to change. When he finally joined us, Mike shared with the six of us a quick story of running into a guy unloading cardboard moving boxes from a car.

It ended up that he was the new tenant in the third floor apartment of Mike’s building and had just moved from out of state. Offering a helping hand and a welcome, Mike invited him to meet us for a drink when he finished. The new neighbor thanked Mike and said that he would meet up with him later.

“I don’t remember his name. Vinnie, Vince, Vic…something like that. I wanted to be neighborly, so I invited him; but I doubt he will show.” Mike said as he ordered his beer.

Mike barely gulped the first swig out of the green bottle before he choked out “Hey! He showed up! That’s him,” pointing in the direction of the door.

My attention moved toward the entrance of the bar. As a handsome, dark-haired, olive-skinned man walked in the door, time began to slow. It felt for a moment that I was surrounded by a bubble where all sound became muffled. Instantly, my breath caught in my throat, creating a dry pocket or lump of air that could neither be exhaled nor swallowed. The flush of chill, the kind one feels when fever sets in, raced from the bottom of my spine to the top of my head, leaving in the wake goose bumps that extended to my fingertips. My cheeks became warm and my heart began to pound so hard, I thought that those around me could hear it. My mind’s only thought: that’s him.

He walked over to my friend and with a quick smile of recognition, they shook hands. Mike draped his arm over his new friend’s shoulder and announced: “This is the guy; he’s my new neighbor!” and looking to his left said “Glad you could make it!”

Introductions began to make their way around the table and one by one, hellos and names were exchanged. When it came time for us to share, my eyes gazed into the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen. I melted into their warmth and kindness. He had an easy, almost shy quality to his hello. “Hi, I’m Vic” he said with a smile, extending his beautiful hand. My mouth was bone dry, yet I was able to mumble a “Hi!”

I placed my hand into his and then the whole world shifted.

 
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Love At First Sight

I could never have imagined falling victim of love at first sight, especially given the fact that I was already in love, or what I thought love to be. As fate would allow, on a beautiful, warm summer evening that is exactly what happened.

Every Friday evening, a group of us from work would meet downtown at the local watering hole and lament about our week over a cold beer. On this particular night, my friend Mike was late for the gathering, due to running home to his brownstone apartment to change. When he finally joined us, Mike shared with the six of us a quick story of running into a guy unloading cardboard moving boxes from a car.

It ended up that he was the new tenant in the third floor apartment of Mike’s building and had just moved from out of state. Offering a helping hand and a welcome, Mike invited him to meet us for a drink when he finished. The new neighbor thanked Mike and said that he would meet up with him later.

“I don’t remember his name. Vinnie, Vince, Vic…something like that. I wanted to be neighborly, so I invited him; but I doubt he will show.” Mike said as he ordered his beer.

Mike barely gulped the first swig out of the green bottle before he choked out “Hey! He showed up! That’s him,” pointing in the direction of the door.

My attention moved toward the entrance of the bar. As a handsome, dark-haired, olive-skinned man walked in the door, time began to slow. It felt for a moment that I was surrounded by a bubble where all sound became muffled. Instantly, my breath caught in my throat, creating a dry pocket or lump of air that could neither be exhaled nor swallowed. The flush of chill, the kind one feels when fever sets in, raced from the bottom of my spine to the top of my head, leaving in the wake goose bumps that extended to my fingertips. My cheeks became warm and my heart began to pound so hard, I thought that those around me could hear it. My mind’s only thought: that’s him.

He walked over to my friend and with a quick smile of recognition, they shook hands. Mike draped his arm over his new friend’s shoulder and announced: “This is the guy; he’s my new neighbor!” and looking to his left said “Glad you could make it!”

Introductions began to make their way around the table and one by one, hellos and names were exchanged. When it came time for us to share, my eyes gazed into the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen. I melted into their warmth and kindness. He had an easy, almost shy quality to his hello. “Hi, I’m Vic” he said with a smile, extending his beautiful hand. My mouth was bone dry, yet I was able to mumble a “Hi!”

I placed my hand into his and then the whole world shifted.

This post is linked up with the Red Dress Club. The first and last (bold) lines were given to us and we were to fill in the rest.
 
I chose to write about the first moment I saw my husband. It is what began a love story that has lasted for twenty years. He is the love of my life and I am blessed every day.
 

Wordless Wednesday:: Color

I need some color added to my day, because I am so sick of looking at snow! These photos were taken in Little Italy, NYC in November.


FYI: Our Caption This! Winning Caption was this one!



If I have to see one more Kibbles-n-Bits commercial...

To be fair, I had my kids pick their favorite...

Congratulations to Sweet Jeanette!!

She will be receiving a $10.00 Target Gift Card!! Woo-hoo! :)
That was fun....I think I will do this again in the near future.

Would you play again if I did?

It Ain't Easy Bein' (Packers) Green

A bet.

Is a bet.

On Friday, a co-worker showed up in my office looking like this:

I snapped his picture and attached this message:

Silly Cheese Head, Super Bowl is for Steelers!

Love,

Pittsburgh

We talked a little smack.

Then a handshake.

The agreement:

If the Steelers were victorious,

he would have to wear my Polamalu jersey all day Monday

and

hang my "No-Cheese" sign on his office door for the whole week.

If the Packers were victorious,

I would have to wear his Packers jersey all day Monday

and

hang the Green Bay Pennant on my office door for the whole week.

Ben, Time was ticking.

You were thinking this may be the game to help redeem yourself.

I wish you would have concentrated more on

NOT THROWING INTERCEPTIONS!

I know you tried really hard, but the rally was a bit too late and has left me WEARING GREEN this Monday.

And let me tell you,

to a girl who loves Black and Gold,

It ain't easy being green!

Did you watch the Super Bowl? What did you think of the game?

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Fun Friday:: Caption This!

I have been working on my new blog launch and have skipped a few Wordless Wednesday posts, where I share some of my favorite photos. I didn't think I would miss it, but I do! I really do!

After a long snowy week (with more on the way!) I thought this would be a fun way to kick off the weekend!

Caption This!

P.S. Best caption just may win a prize!!


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MGB-Blogger of the Month:: February!

It is February 1st and time for us to meet a new Blogger of the Month!

I thought this would be the perfect month to showcase this special blogger, because well, she is so full of energy, love and possesses such a beauty in both mind and soul that she shines. And shines bright! When putting together my introduction I thought of the song "Let the Sunshine In" by 5th Dimension. According to Wikipedia, the lyrics "were based on the astrological belief that the world would soon be entering the "Age of Aquarius", an age of love, light, and humanity..."

Please welcome Sandi of Deva Coaching!

Love

I met Sandi while participating in a month long ProBlogger Challenge of 31 Days to Build a Better Blog. We connected through the Blog Frog community, but mainly on Twitter, where we exchanged tweets and got to know each other through laughs and support. I fell in love with her writing after the very first entry that I read. It made such an impact that I had to read it, absorb it and come back before I could leave a comment. I loved that she made me think when I read her posts. There was something about Sandi that drew me to her. We connected. We have had many a long talk on the phone where Sandi put her listening ears on and let me share my dreams. She asked me questions that made me reflect inward and gain confidence through my answers to continue to strive for my dreams. I love her for this.

Light


February 1st falls under the sign of Aquarius (Jan. 20-Feb. 18) and the meaning behind this zodiac symbol personifies Sandi so well.

I looked on Astrology.com and found this:

"Aquarius is symbolized by the Water Bearer. In much the same way that the Water Bearer brings that precious liquid as a gift, Aquarians shower the world with their thoughts and new ideas. Luckily for Aquarians (and the rest of us), they are at a near-genius level, so their minds churn out some amazing things. Their thought process is also inventive and original. Aquarians are happy to bestow these ideas as a gift with no strings attached"

Sandi brings out the light in all who interact with her. It is her passion and she is amazing at it. Her writing is so strong and thought provoking that you can't help but feel the warmth and sincerity in her words. She wants the best for you and that shines through with each and every post on her blog.

Humanity

Sandi is a trailblazer. She is determined to make the world a better place and to help everyone she can along the way. She will challenge you to be the best you can be and to hear her joy when you have that "a-ha" moment, well, is just what makes her world go 'round.

I know this is a bit long, but Sandi is so worth it! I hope you enjoy our Q & A and that you will visit her amazing blog Deva Coaching!  

 MGB:  You are a professional coach. What drew you to this line of work?


DVC: Before I became a coach, I had no idea what I wanted to be when I grew up. So, I tried many things, including photography. I discovered that what I loved were the conversations I was having with people while taking their photos. This would help them relax, which would show up in the photos, often surprising them. It was an awesome feeling to help people show up at their most natural best!

Around the same time I got into personal growth, taking courses to help me figure out what I wanted in my own life. This lead me to the profession of coaching, and as cliche as it might sound, it felt like I'd found my home.

MGB:  How long have you been blogging and what do you like about it?

DVC: I launched my blog in May 2010 after reading two books: Linchpin by Seth Godin and The War of Art by Steven Pressfield. Between them, these two books inspired me to give writing a chance. It was something I'd wanted to do for a long time, but my lizard brain had successfully talked me out of it. Once I got over the initial fear, I began to realize it was much the same as coaching. My words and thoughts could help people in the same way as the conversations I was used to having.

Another piece that I really enjoy is the role of social media. Launching my blog got me to try Twitter and that has made a huge difference. I have connected with some amazing people at a level I never thought possible via the Internet. It still kind of blows my mind!

MGB:  Do you have a favorite post? Why is it your favorite?

DVC: After a recent death in the family, I was inspired to write Starbursts, Sirens and Siriously Shining. Part tribute to my father-in-law, part rallying cry to stop waiting for some day and start living the life you want NOW.


MGB:  You encourage so many to follow and grab hold of their dreams. What do you dream of?

DVC: I dream of reaching more people, waking them up and inspiring them to go after what they want in life. On a less altruistic level, I dream of a home by the ocean where I can write to my heart's content :)


MGB:  What do you hope to see for your blog a year from now?

DVC: Currently, the blog is a platform for me to share my thoughts and experience after ten years of coaching. A year from now? I'd love to see it become more fully a part of my business. Not even sure what that would be like at the moment, but I know it's possible. I'd also like to be known as much for my writing as my coaching. I'd love to think there's a book in me burning to get out, so stay tuned!
 
 
 
Sandi Faviell Amorim is a straight-talkin', relentless instigator, willing to urge, provoke and incite you to shine. She writes for Deva Coaching as well as The Juicy Life.
 
 
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