This Is My Family...and Would Not Change A Thing!!!

My family is the greatest. So multicultural!! I think we have the most mixed family I have seen. My husband is Ecuadorian and the most Handsome man I have ever met. I believe growing up in a family that is mixed race really made me want to spend my life with someone who was different from me. Our son Xavier really resembles my Husband. How lucky is my son to grow up in a family with lots of culture. I know with that he will grow up to respect every color humans come in.

My Husband grew up in a very Spanish family where he was told his whole life to marry a Spanish woman. He said that would never happen and made sure of it because I am a mixed myself just like my son.

My mother is of Irish decent hailing from Northern Ireland. My Father is French Indian. Our Indian side of our family is Iroquois. Let me tell you the Pow Wows are amazing and can not wait to take Xavier to experience one. My Father is married to a woman who is Vietnamese and has lived in Canada since she was 7 years old. Being with that side of the family is fun. Celebrating Chinese New Year is one of the funnest things I experience all year. Lots of great food!!! My Step father is purely French straight out of Quebec. It was great growing up for me being around 4 languages. So that's Vietnamese, French, English(of course) and last but not least Sign Language. Did I forget to mention that my step fathers parents are fully deaf??That's right...so don't whisper around me..I can read lips very well!!!

With having so many cultures in my family definitely comes with different values for each side. My parents are more of the open ones. The respect everything and do not judge others for being different as I learned that at a young age. I was 14 when I found myself practicing Wicca. My Husbands family is a little different. More conservative. I mean they came from a Country where things are different there. The woman does everything in Ecuador. NOT ME!!!! I am not like that for sure. I believe in equality. That Andrew and I should split everything. I'm his Wife..Not Slave!!! Anyways I still love his family deeply. They are the nicest family I have ever come into.

They are definitely very conservative. When I said that I could not wait for Xavier's hair to get longer so I could give him a Mohawk, Andrews mother gasped at the mere thought that her Grandson would have a hairstyle that is not "proper" in their eyes. Though according Andrew, his sister has paved the way for thing that are a little different. When also said that we would allow Xavier to watch Hellraiser they also contested to that saying that he needs to watch "nice things". Nice things mean kiddy shows all the time and shelter him for our lifestyle. With that, they are just going to have respect how Andrew and I would like to raise our Son.

Overall, I belong to a family that is different colors, different sizes, different ways of thinking. No matter how they raised us we will take everything they taught us and use some of things in shaping our Son. Biggest thing is respect. I respect everyone in my family even if they think different from me. Ordinary is boring!!! Maybe I am not the only one offbeat. Maybe they are offbeat in their own way....and am thankful for every last one of them!!!My family is the best!!! Mi familia es para siempre <3

My Husband the wonderful Father

My Husband is the greatest man in the world! He is such a fantastic Father. You know how they say a Mother starts loving a child from the moment they find out they are pregnant and a Father starts loving their child when they see their child at birth. Well Andrew started loving this child at the same moment as me. He is so loving and wants to spend every moment with him. My husband was raised in a family where the Mother was the primary caregiver. His father revealed to us that he has never changed a Diaper in his life. That has changed because of Andrew. He go this father to Chang Xavier's diaper. Was truly a funny thing to watch. Andrew is such a hands on Father. He has helped me from the moment I found out I was pregnant. He would give me massages a to make my back feel better. He helped and encouraged me when I was in labour..and was not scared to watch everything!!!! Like I said an amazing guy. I love him with all my heart!!!! I decided to praise him today in my blog just because he deserves it.

My Baby Boy and His Metallica Shirt

My son having to look just a rockin as his mommy and daddy. He looks just too cute in his Metallica shirt. Hopefully he will be able to show us some horns\m/

Finally Some Relaxation

Today was great. Some relaxation time with the hubby. Went shopping...fed my addiction to shoes. I was a little sad to see that the wiccan shop at the Flea Market in Barrie has downsized. Kinda sucks! Besides that being a bit of a disappointment I had a great day non the less. Now I am sitting at home listening to my Husband play some music. He looks so handsome when he playing his instruments. He is definitely a DILF...lol.

I was looking through the disc I finally received of pictures taken in the past and found some great photos from when my son was born back in November. I look hideous in the pictures but that's what being in labour for 10 hours does to you.

Yesterday I was sitting with Xavier on my bed and realized for a 4 month old, he has great taste in music. He seems to really like Fear Factory. Great...I was hoping he would love Metal just has much as his mommy and daddy. I can't wait for the days when he asks for concert tickets for his birthday. I will gladly buy them for him...as long as I can go too. Anyways...I am off to make some dinner.

Until Next time,
Blessed be

Motherhood.....

Hmmm, Mother. What is that??? Someone living in a predictable world with a child. Changing into that Mother that goes to the mall with other mothers walking for hours talking about how they need to loose the cellulite off their butt??? Is it someone who puts a fake smile on for the world and pretends they are perfect??? No mistakes??? WRONG...not in my world!!!! I am mother of one. I am the "strange" Mother. I go to metal concerts, dress in goth/rockabilly clothing, watch Horror movies with my common law husband and laugh at the people dying. Morbid I know but It truly makes me laugh. I am the mother that will dress up with my son and run around the yard pretending that I am an alien too. Mothers come in all shapes and sizes. But my biggest trait about me that makes me different in my community, household, family is that I am a Practicing Wiccan.

The town I am from is different. Small, filled with Catholics and born again Christians. I am looked upon as the "devil worshipping Mother" or so I think that's what they are thinking. Choosing to raise my child with wiccan values and going against not raising him Catholic seems like an outrage you would think....but it is not. My family is great. They respect that I want to raise my son with Wiccan Values. Teach him to respect the earth we live in. Give thanks to Goddess and God for life. Let me tell you it is not is easy as wiccan mother....but that is okay with me.

I know when my son gets older he may not choose to be Wiccan and that is okay with me. In my religion I am told to respect others and their choices. My hope is that He will find something that makes sense to him and makes him happy in life. Even if it means he is not a Wiccan. I just hope that when he get older he will respect the values he was raised with and never forget what I have taught him.

Until next time,
Stay Metal \m/
Junipur Zombie