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<h3 class="post-sub-title">Merry [belated] Christmas and Feliz Navidad!</h3>

<p>Holidays can be a funny thing when you get married. Not only are you having to blend each others’ way of doing things, but also adapting to each other’s families. The more different you are from your spouse, the bigger the gap you need to close as you find what works for your new little family. Since Whit and I grew up in different countries (US / Honduras respectively), we not only had to adapt to each other and our families, but also to our cultures. Some holidays are very similar, some not so much, and some don’t even exist on each other’s home countries!</p>

<p>As far as celebrating Christmas goes, it’s changed through the years. Now that we have kiddos, suddenly we both started to get more passionate about passing down traditions from when we were kiddos ourselves. We have had to compromise a bit more (even argue sometimes!) as we come up with what we want for our own little family. We have been able to blend some of it very well, and some areas still need work!</p>

<h3 class="post-sub-title txt-left">Current Christmas Blend</h3>
 
<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">1. Travel</h4>

<p>Before we had kids, I would take two weeks of vacation at the end of the year and we tried to adapt to each other’s families and travel schedules as much as possible. With a multicultural (and international!) family, there’s always some sort of traveling involved since my immediate family is spread out in three different countries (US, Honduras, and Canada); Whit’s family is closer but still a few hours away. For a couple of years it was simpler to do an early Christmas with Whit’s family and then meet up with my family in Canada. Those Christmases in Canada were even more multicultural as my brother in law’s family added Greek French-Canadian to the mix. That meant lots of people, food (tons!), and languages (English, Spanish, Greek, and French!) all under the same roof!
Once we had kids, however, it’s become a little bit more complex. Not only is traveling with two kiddos a hassle, but now lodging is also more difficult as our families have grown in numbers. My parents usually come here or to my sister’s, and we try to rotate hosting as much as possible. Since we all have to make extended trips to see each other, and it’s also how we were raised, we all go in for costs of groceries, gas, and so on to share the load with whoever is hosting!</p>
 
<p>This year we did a quick trip to Whit’s hometown (few hours from us), yet stayed home for actual Christmas. My sister couldn’t make it down this year (they came last Christmas), but my parents were able to fly in from Honduras (late, but they made it! - see "<a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2017/12/monday-blues.html" target="_blank">Monday Blues</a>"); Whit’s mom and stepdad also came for several days over the Christmas weekend. Talk about a full house!</p>

<p>Since we are all still in different countries for the near future, we’re still figuring out the magic formula for travel and lodging for next Christmas and on. Maybe that means that we have to do hotels or rentals in the future, or even do destination Christmases as the kiddos get older! We’ll see!</p>
 
<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">2. Christmas Eve vs Christmas Day</h4>

<p>While both cultures celebrate Christmas, the actual date of Christmas is not the same! I grew up celebrating Christmas on December 24th, and Whit on December 25th. Since neither of us wanted to give up our own date, our kiddos have a two-day Christmas! On Christmas Eve, we did a version of what I grew up with - had a family dinner, we opened presents, and also read the Jesus’ birth story from the Bible. Then Christmas Day morning, we did more of what Whit grew up with - we opened the stockings (full of good chocolate and other little items), finished opening the rest of the presents, and then had a yummy breakfast together. Neither of these days were exactly what we grew up with, but at least they resembled some of our treasured traditions that we can now share with our kiddos!</p>
  
<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">3. Food</h4>
<p>Anytime my parents visit, but especially at Christmas, our house is full of Honduran food (and coffee!). My parents always bring us lots of goodies from back home, so me and the kiddos are constantly eating Honduran food! As far as Christmas meals go, however, we try to balance Honduran American so we can all enjoy it!</p>
 
<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">4. Languages</h4>
<p>While I speak Spanish to my kiddos pretty much all day long, Christmas has even more Spanish than normal. My parents know some English and continue to learn it, but I have asked them to please speak to the kiddos in Spanish to help them develop their vocabulary even more. Having them visit has also helped Whit learn more Spanish through the years, which I just love! They also get to practice their English with Whit, so it’s a win-win.</p>

<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">5. Santa Claus</h4>
<p>Another thing that may be cultural and/or my personal preference, is Santa Claus. I didn't grew up with Santa or any other fairytale things, so I have a really hard time faking it for my kiddos. I really want to teach our kiddos about the true meaning of Christmas and how everything else, including Santa, is just part of the celebration but not the main event. Of course we’re dreading the day that they’ll break some kiddo’s bubble about Santa though!</p>

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<h3 class="post-sub-title txt-left">Improvements for Upcoming Christmases</h3>
<p>Those are some of the things we have blended so far for our family, but, as you can imagine, we’re still figuring a few things out. Here are a few other things I would like to work on for next year:</p>

<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">1. Planning and Communication</h4>
<p>Many of the things that didn’t go as I had hoped or that caused me frustration, we probably could have avoided or improved if we had taken the time to talk and plan. I’m sure some of it is from the cultural differences/expectations and not knowing what everyone else was thinking!</p>

<p>For example, Christmas Eve dinner wasn’t really smooth; the rolls were not in the oven in time (and we actually didn’t even have enough!), we started our dishwasher too late so we had to hand wash dishes at the last minute, and a few other things. While there were a few of us preparing the overall meal, we didn’t sit down to plan the whole thing together.</p>

<p>There were several other instances where we didn’t have a concrete plan and maybe everyone just thought someone else was taking care of it. So for next Christmas, whatever it looks like, I want to make sure we plan the details ahead of time, and, most importantly, we communicate a little bit better!</p>

<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">2. More Family Traditions</h4>
<p>Whit and I are very low key at holidays. Now that our kiddos are getting older and are more aware of it all, I want to start creating more traditions for Whit, the kiddos, and I. Sometimes it’s hard to make time for just the four of us when family comes to town or when we travel, but I really want us to find ways that we can start some traditions that we do every year. Maybe it’s going out for a special meal or baking treats together; whatever it is, I want to create more memories with just us and the kiddos!</p>

<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">3. Less Toys for the Kiddos</h4>
<p>After the kiddos’ finished opening all of their gifts and I was organizing their stuff, it really hit me just how much junk they have accumulated. Adi is too young to care, but Coen is always after the next new toy and that feeling is insatiable and unsustainable. Maybe we do a trip or attend more events as a family, or even bigger but less items. Whatever it is, I hope we can find something that still makes the kiddos happy yet teaches them about gratitude!</p>

<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">4. Cultivate Generosity</h4>
<p>Something we started this year, and I want us to get better at, is being more generous. While we don’t have it all, especially since giving up my paycheck (see "<a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2017/09/from-work-to-home.html" target="_blank">From Work to Home</a>"), sometimes I forget how blessed we are. It’s easier to focus on all the things we want and can’t have, instead of focusing on all the ways we can help and bless others that may have it tougher than us. This Christmas we participated in a program at Coen’s school where we gave a family a gift for their son (you may have seen it on my <a href="https://www.instagram.com/natinloveblog/" target="_blank">Insta</a> story). It wasn’t something huge, but it was a start!</p>

<p>Whatever we choose to do next year, I want to make it more of an emphasis so our kiddos grow up with a sense of generosity in their heart, and not just thinking about themselves.</p>

<h4 class="post-sub-title txt-left">5. True Meaning of Christmas</h4>
<p>The last, but actually the most important one, I want us to make sure we teach our kiddos more about the true reason for Christmas. If you were to ask Coen why we celebrated Christmas, I’m sure he would say "Jesus’ birthday", but he doesn’t quite get it. Sure, we read the Christmas story on Christmas Eve, but if I was completely honest, we didn’t do enough to actually "celebrate his birthday". The older the kiddos get, the more we can do as they can understand it better, but I still don’t want to postpone it and miss opportunities until whenever that time comes!</p>
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<p><b>As you can see, we’re still figuring out what works for our multicultural family! What are some of your family Christmas traditions? Were there any "flops" this Christmas that you wish to improve for next year’s?</b></p>
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  <p>Early February this year, Whit and I went out of town for his staff retreat. We rode in a completely-packed SUV, and due to space constraints I sat in the very back row, pretty much surrounded by luggage. Since I could barely hear what everyone was talking about and I had zero cellphone service, I decided to write what had been on my mind for a couple of months now. I put on my headphones, listened to music, and started writing away on my iPad. It was that particular car ride that reignited my passion for writing and for sharing with you about my transition from working mom to stay at home mom (SAHM). Many drafts and months later since that car ride, here it goes:</p>
  <p>Ever since I can remember, I've had big dreams of excelling at my education and professional career. Getting married and having kids were on my life checklist, sure, but coming from a "macho" culture and seeing so many women be housewives (treated like servants at times!), I knew that's not what I wanted for myself. With this and many more expectations, I left Honduras at the age of 18 to a brand new place all by myself <i>(more on this for another time)</i>.</p>
  
  <p>A Computer Science undergrad degree and 9 years of working at the same company later, I thought I was on the right track. To say that this job shaped a big chunk of my life is an understatement. I was truly invested and grateful from a career, personal, and even immigration perspective. That feeling of commitment (along with my personal sense of drive!) pushed me to grow and advance in my career, but it also made balancing home and work life incredibly challenging. I found myself already checking many of my before-leaving-Honduras goals, yet suddenly two little kiddos changed everything. Right after having <a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2013/08/meet-coen.html" target="_blank" title="Meet Coen">Coen</a>, I started to long, yes not just lightly want, but to long to be with him all the time. Some days were easy and I loved my job, yet some days I just wanted to cry and put in my notice! Having <a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2017/09/meet-adilyn.html" target="_blank" title="Meet Adilyn">Adi</a> a couple of years later made it even harder to juggle being a [perfect] wife, mom, and full-time employee; it felt impossible at times. I was constantly torn between my career and my family, becoming harder and harder to bear. I was feeling confused, exhausted, and like I was failing in all areas of my life.</p>
  
  <p>It was then, at my worst, where I found the breakthrough I needed so bad. I began to pray and seek God with everything I had, probably for the first time in a really long time. Sure, I was a Christian, went to church, my husband was even on staff at a church, but the busyness of life meant that I had forgotten that being a Christian requires a constant consecration and putting God first before everything ALL the time. Feeling torn over what my heart wanted, I asked him to give me clarity and I prayed <a href="https://www.bible.com/bible/111/PSA.37.4" target="_blank" title="Psalms 37:4 (NIV)">Psalms 37:4</a> over my life: <span class="highlight seafoam">"Take delight in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart"</span>. The more I sought Him, the more things started to shift around me. I still remember having this particular conversation over lunch with a friend and mentor from work. She knew I had been struggling with work/life balance, and she was telling me about her story and her family. She told how she had to ask herself "what does success mean for me and my family?". With her being high in leadership, I expected something along the lines of continuing moving up the chain while making sure her family was doing well. Her answer, however, was just what I needed to hear. She told me how for her success meant raising her kids to be good people who did good in this world (I'm paraphrasing, of course). If she had asked me that same question, I would've rambled about career stuff (as I had my eye on moving from manager to director, and so on) and something about my family too. This conversation made me rethink a few things to say the least. The weeks and months after that lunch changed everything. Whit was up for a promotion, making it possible for me to leave my job and come home. It wasn't going to be easy or pretty, but it was the first time since we got married that it was even a possibility. Soon after that, things started to fall into place and I wanted to come home more and more. After much consideration and counsel, I put in my notice at work and made things official.</p>
  
  <p>My last day at my job was right before Thanksgiving, and the first month or two at home were not easy; for anyone. The emotional and mental toll it took on Whit and I was bigger than anticipated. Sometime around Christmas, I finally had a breakdown. My parents were in town for the holidays, and my mom kept wanting to talk about how I was doing. The more she asked, the more I thought about it, and one day I exploded in full ugly cry breakdown with her. I was still torn over leaving my career to be a SAHM. I felt like everyone else was more excited for me than I was. I went through a full range of emotions, including anger. It was not pretty, but that conversation with my mom was crucial. Leaving my job was beyond deciding to spend time with my kiddos. It was a conscious decision to follow God's will for my life at that point in time. How ironic that after so many years of strongly disliking the idea of being at home, God then puts this giant pull on my heart to desire that exact same thing. What a humbling and heartbreaking thing for me to accept! Staying home with the kiddos may be what some ladies have always dreamed of, yet it took everything in me to trust God and actually do it.</p>
  
  <p>Praying Psalms 37:4 for my life didn't mean that God would magically give me what I wanted (like I wished at times), but it meant that He would give me His desires, even if they were completely opposite to what I selfishly wanted. Pausing my career and leaving the financial security we had was one of the hardest things I have done, and it's just the beginning of a journey of God molding and aligning me back to him. To his forgiveness. To his provision. To his grace and mercy. To his strength. To Himself. I know I'll fall and I'll get scared at times. I know my kids will frustrate me and drive me crazy some days. I know I'll miss having the extra money as well. I also know that following God's perfect will and timing is above all of those feelings and desires, no matter how hard it may be.</p>
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<p>A principios de Febrero de este año, Whit y yo fuimos fuera de la ciudad para un retiro de su trabajo. Nos fuimos en un carro SUV completamente lleno, y debido a las limitaciones de espacio me senté en la fila de atrás, casi rodeada de equipaje. Dado que apenas podía oír lo que todo el mundo hablaba y no tenía servicio celular, decidí escribir lo que había estado en mi mente durante un par de meses. Me puse mis audífonos, escuché música, y empecé a escribir en mi iPad. Este viaje en particular fue lo que reavivó mi pasión por escribir y por compartirles sobre mi transición de ser mamá que trabaja a estar en casa. Después de muchos intentos y meses desde ese viaje, aquí va:</p>
  
  <p>Desde que puedo recordar, he tenido grandes sueños de sobresalir en mi educación y carrera profesional. Casarme y tener hijos estaban en mi lista de vida, por supuesto, pero viniendo de una cultura machista y viendo a tantas mujeres ser amas de casa (¡tratadas como criadas a veces!), sabía que eso no era lo que yo quería para mí. Con ésta y muchas más expectativas, salí de Honduras a la edad de 18 años hacia un lugar completamente nuevo <i>(más sobre ésto en otro momento)</i>.</p>
  
  <p>Un título de posgrado en Computación y 9 años de trabajar en la misma empresa más tarde, pensé que estaba en el camino correcto. Decirles que este trabajo formó un gran pedazo de mi vida no sería suficiente. Yo estaba verdaderamente invertida y agradecida desde una perspectiva profesional, personal, e incluso inmigratoria. Ese sentimiento de compromiso (¡junto con mi sentido personal de salir adelante!) me empujó a crecer y avanzar en mi carrera, pero también hizo que fuera increíblemente difícil equilibrar la vida del hogar y la laboral. Me encontré alcanzando muchas de las metas con que salí de Honduras, pero de repente dos pequeños niños lo cambiaron todo. Justo después de tener <a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2013/08/meet-coen.html" target="_blank" title="Conozcan a Coen">Coen</a>, empecé a ansiar, sí no sólo querer a la ligera, sino ansiar estar con él todo el tiempo. Algunos días eran fáciles y me encantaba mi trabajo, ¡pero algunos días sólo quería llorar y poner en mi renuncia! El tener a <a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2017/09/meet-adilyn.html" target="_blank" title="Conozcan a Adi">Adi</a> un par de años más tarde hizo aún más difícil poder equilibrar ser una esposa, mamá, y empleada a tiempo completo [perfecta]; lo sentía imposible a veces. Estaba constantemente dividida entre mi carrera y mi familia, cada vez más difícil de soportar. Me sentía confundida, agotada, y como si estuviera fallando en todas las áreas de mi vida.</p>
  
  <p>Fue entonces, en mi peor momento, donde encontré la respuesta que tanto necesitaba. Comencé a orar y buscar a Dios con todo lo que tenía, probablemente por primera vez en mucho tiempo. Claro, era cristiana, iba a la iglesia, mi esposo incluso trabajaba en una iglesia, pero estar tan ocupada de la vida había hecho que me olvidara que ser cristiano requiere una consagración constante y poner a Dios por primero TODO el tiempo. Sintiéndome dividida por lo que quería mi corazón, le pedí a Dios que me diera claridad y oré el <a href="https://www.bible.com/bible/149/PSA.37.4" target="_blank" title="Salmos 37: 4">Salmos 37:4</a> sobre mi vida: <span class="highlight seafoam">"Deléitate asimismo en Jehová, y él te concederá las peticiones de tu corazón"</span>. Cuanto más lo buscaba, las cosas empezaban a cambiar más a mi alrededor. Todavía recuerdo tener una conversación durante un almuerzo con una amiga y mentora del trabajo. Ella sabía que yo había estado luchando con el equilibrio entre el trabajo y la familia, y me estaba contando acerca de su historia y su familia. Ella me contó cómo un día tuvo que preguntarse "¿qué significa el éxito para mí y mi familia?". Con su alto nivel de liderazgo en la empresa, yo esperaba algo a lo largo de las líneas de seguir subiendo en su carrera mientras se aseguraba de que su familia estuviera bien. Su respuesta, sin embargo, era justo lo que necesitaba oír. Ella me dijo que para ella el éxito significaba criar a sus hijos para que fueran buenas personas que hicieron el bien en este mundo (estoy parafraseando, por supuesto). Si me hubiera hecho la misma pregunta, yo hubiera divagado sobre mi carrera (ya que yo tenía mi ojo en pasar de gerente a directora, y así sucesivamente) y algo sobre mi familia también. Esta conversación me hizo pensar algunas cosas de nuevo, por decir lo menos. Las semanas y los meses después de ese almuerzo lo cambiaron todo. A Whit le dieron una promoción, lo que me permitiría dejar mi trabajo y quedarme en casa. No iba a ser fácil o bonito, pero era la primera vez desde que nos casamos que era incluso una posibilidad. Pronto después de eso, las cosas comenzaron a caer en su lugar y yo quería estar en casa más y más. Después de mucha consideración y consejo, puse mi aviso en el trabajo e hice el cambio oficialmente.</p>
  
  <p>Mi último día en mi trabajo fue justo antes del Día de Acción de Gracias, y los primeros dos meses en casa no fueron nada fáciles; para nadie. La carga emocional y mental que cayó sobre Whit y yo fue más grande de lo previsto. En un tiempo cerca de Navidad, finalmente tuve un colapso emocional. Mis padres estaban de visita, y mi Mami continuaba queriendo hablar de cómo estaba yo con todo el cambio. Cuanto más me preguntaba, más pensaba yo en ello, y un día estallé en llanto total con ella. Todavía me sentía dividida al dejar mi carrera para ser un ama de casa. Sentía como que todo el mundo estaba más emocionado por mí que yo misma. Pasé por una gama completa de emociones, incluyendo enojo. No fue bonito, pero esa conversación con mi Mami fue crucial. Dejar mi trabajo fue más allá de decidir pasar tiempo con mis hijos. Fue una decisión consciente de seguir la voluntad de Dios en ese momento para mi vida. Qué irónico que después de tantos años de desagradarme tan fuerte la idea de estar en casa, Dios entonces pone este gigante tirón en mi corazón para desear eso misma. ¡Qué cosa tan humillante y desgarradora para mí! Estar en casa con sus hijos es lo que algunas mujeres siempre han soñado, pero tomó todo en mí para confiar en Dios y realmente hacerlo.</p>
  
  <p>Orar el Salmos 37:4 para mi vida no significaba que Dios mágicamente me daría lo que yo quería (como deseaba a veces), pero significaba que Él me daría su deseos, aunque fueran completamente opuestos a lo que yo quería egoístamente. Pausar mi carrera y dejar la seguridad financiera que teníamos fue una de las cosas más difíciles que he hecho, y es sólo el comienzo de un viaje de Dios moldeándome y alineándome de nuevo. A su perdón. A su provisión. A su gracia y misericordia. A su fuerza. A Él mismo. Sé que a veces voy a caer y voy a tener miedo. Sé que algunos días mis hijos me frustrarán y me volverán loca. Sé que también extrañaré tener dinero extra. Pero también sé que seguir la voluntad y el tiempo perfecto de Dios está por encima de todos esos sentimientos y deseos, no importa lo duro que sea.</p>
  
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From Work to Home

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(Del Trabajo a la Casa) Early February this year, Whit and I went out of town for his staff retreat. We rode in a completely-pac...

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<h2 class="post-title entry-title espanol">(Conozcan a Adi)</h2>

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<p>Meet my baby girl, Adilyn (or "Adi" as we usually call her). Here are her newborn photos when she was about one week old, and I'm still so in love with them!</p>
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<p>Conozcan a mi hija, Adilyn (o "Adi" como le decimos normalmente). Aquí estan sus fotos de recién nacida que fueron tomadas cuando ella tenía como una semana de edad, ¡y todavía me encantan!</p>
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<p class="txt-ref txt-center"> Photos by <a href="http://www.aislinnrain.com/" target="_blank" title="Aislinn Rain">Aislinn Rain</a>.</p>
<p class="espanol txt-ref txt-center">Fotos tomadas por <a href="http://www.aislinnrain.com/" target="_blank" title="Aislinn Rain">Aislinn Rain</a>.</p>

Meet Adilyn

nat September 25, 2017 baby family kids lifestyle newborn

(Conozcan a Adi) Meet my baby girl, Adilyn (or "Adi" as we usually call her). Here are her newborn photos when she was a...

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<h2 class="post-title entry-title espanol">(Feliz 2015)</h2>

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<p>Hi Everyone! Happy New Year! I hope you had a great Christmas and New Years! I was able to take some time off work (yay!) so I got to enjoy being home with my boys. Loved it!</p>

<p>For Christmas, we had a quiet Christmas at home this year. I missed my family, it didn't feel quite like Christmas without them, but we got to start some new traditions with our little man, <a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2013/08/meet-coen.html" title="Meet Coen">Coen</a>. I grew up doing Christmas on the 24th, which is the tradition in Honduras. We would go to church for Christmas Eve service, visit my dad's family, and then meet up with my mom's family for dinner, fireworks, and then gifts at midnight. The Mr. grew up with celebrating it on the 25th as is accustomed in the US. They would get up early to open gifts and do breakfast, and later on that day or so they would go see their extended family. Since we grew up with different traditions and we both wanted to share them with Coen, we decided to blend them! So this year we decided to cook a nice dinner at home (and we're not the cooking kind! Ha.) and do some of the gifts on Christmas Eve, as I'm used to. Then we did breakfast and more gifts on Christmas Day morning, like the Mr. is used to. It was fun seeing Coen enjoy all of it, even if he's not really old enough to know what's going on!</p>

<p>For New Years, we went over to a friend's house and we all took our babies with us (and somewhere for them to sleep in!). Yes, it makes me feel old just even saying it! Haha. We sure had fun though. Lots of food and even more laughter! A great way to welcome the new year!</p>

<p>What about you? How did you spend the holidays?</p>
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<p>¡Hola a todos! ¡Feliz Año Nuevo! Espero que hayas tenido una buena Navidad y un buen Año Nuevo! Yo tuve la oportunidad de tomar algún tiempo fuera del trabajo (¡yey!), así que pude disfrutar estar en casa con mis muchachos. ¡Me encantó! :)</p>

<p>Para Navidad, tuvimos un tiempo tranquilo en casa este año. Extrañe a mi familia, Navidad no fue lo mismo sin ellos, pero pudimos empezar nuevas tradiciones con nuestro pequeño, <a href="http://www.natinlove.com/2013/08/meet-coen.html" title="Conozcan a Coen">Coen</a>. Yo crecí celebrando la Navidad en el 24, como es tradición en Honduras. Íbamos a la iglesia para la reunión de Nochebuena, visitábamos a la familia de mi papi, y luego nos reuníamos con la familia de mi mami para cenar, tirar cohetes, y después abrir regalos a la medianoche. El Mr. creció celebrando en el día 25, como es acostumbrado en los EE.UU.. Se levantaban temprano para abrir regalos y desayunar en casa, y más tarde iban a visitar a otros familiares. Dado que crecimos con diferentes tradiciones y ambos queríamos compartirlas con Coen, ¡decidimos combinarlas! Así que este año decidimos cocinar una cena rica en casa (¡y eso que no somos la clase que cocina mucho! Jaja.) y abrimos algunos de los regalos en Nochebuena, como yo estoy acostumbrada. Luego hicimos desayuno en casa y abrimos más regalos en la mañana del 25, como el Mr. está acostumbrado. Fue divertido ver a Coen disfrutarlo todo, ¡aunque en realidad todavía está muy pequeño para saber lo que está pasando! Jaja.</p>

<p>Para Año Nuevo, fuimos a la casa de unos amigos y todos llevamos a nuestros hijos con nosotros (¡y un lugar para donde ellos pudieran dormir!). Sí, ¡me siento vieja simplemente diciéndolo! Jaja. ¡Pero la pasamos muy bien! ¡Hubo mucha comida y mucho más risas! ¡Fue una gran manera de dar la bienvenida al año nuevo!</p>

<p>¿Y tú? ¿Cómo pasaste Navidad y Año Nuevo?</p>
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Happy 2015

nat January 04, 2015 Christmas family holiday lifestyle New Years

(Feliz 2015) Hi Everyone! Happy New Year! I hope you had a great Christmas and New Years! I was able to take some time off work (yay...

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