Category: Bitching

I’m having an extremely late and unhealthy dinner of Burger King chicken fries and onion rings. And a Coke. And then I wonder how I gained that extra pound.

I did not feel like cooking dinner at all. Alaethia’s been in a mood since yesterday, so it’s not like she would have given me a chance to cook anyway. The only reason I got to make dinner yesterday was because Mom came over a bit late to ask me something and found me carrying her little screaming body in one arm and trying to mix everything for Spinach and Artichoke dip with the other hand.

The recipe I used for the spinach and artichoke dip yielded a lot of dip. We all had some (except Eenan of course. He has an aversion to green foods, namely in vegetable form.) and there’s still a ton left over. Want some?

Alaethia didn’t fall asleep till late last night, around 1am and then woke up at 4 for a bottle, which she hasn’t done in weeks. Then she woke up again at 8am and finally at 10:30. The boys got ready for school with minimum tantrums and I took a quick shower before I had to pick Jaylen up. Mario was off work but was up early doing extra work and couldn’t watch Alaethia for me. So, I did the next best thing and put her in her carseat and took her into the bathroom with me. She was actually really quiet and was entertaining herself with the crinkly little bugs hanging from her carseat handle. She’s been trying to make her hands do what she wants and tries to grab things. It’s the cutest thing :).

We didn’t do much all day. We drove to Mission and back real quick after picking Eenan up and that was the highlight of my day. Other than that, I’ve been doing my best trying not to go insane since Alaethia’s been extra clingy today, probably due to a stomach ache. Mom said someone gave her Ojo since she’s been inconsolable. If that is true, I remember the exact moment that it happened: Wednesday at the doctor’s office. This girl I was talking to kept saying how cute she was and was just staring at her, but she never once reached over to touch her and I never remembered to ask her to. I do that. If someone oohs and ahhs over her I ask them to please touch her, and they always oblige, even if they don’t know about the Evil Eye. I’m Mexican, what can I say. Mexican folklore rubbed off on me.

I was desperate tonight and finally took Mary’s advice to call Elda’s Mom, Ofelia, over so that she could “sweep” Alaethia with an egg to cure the Ojo. She came over and held her in one arm while sweeping her with an egg with the other while saying a silent prayer. I’m not kidding you, she stopped crying right away and fell asleep. Before that, she’d slept a total of 1 hour, if even that, all day. Mario finds it silly, and I admit, I did too at first, but I’m a believer now.

Ofelia even had me make her some Manzania (Chamomille) tea to help soothe her tummy, and although I don’t like to do that I gave her some. Less than half an ounce, but it worked. She pooped seconds after drinking it. I hope she’ll be okay.

The boys were with Mary this evening watching The Last Mimzy. We would have gone, except Mario was exhausted and I knew that if I went, I’d be standing in the hallway again trying to console Alaethia. We were supposed to go to several friends’ houses tonight and all plans were out the window for one reason or another. Mario’s at Chris’ right now. We’ve been at each other’s throats the past few days, but he swears it’s not him at all. It’s both of us. I admit that I’ve been a tad bit frustrated and moody lately, what with being at home and struggling with Alaethia the past few days that she’s been feeling ill. I snap at him for everything and he makes rude remarks even when I haven’t done anything to “annoy” him. I blame it on our 8 year wedding anniversary that’s looming ever-closer. 8 years ago, on a dark, dreary, rainy March 27th, we got married. Who’da thought we’d still be together after all this time, with two sons and a lively, screamy daughter who’ll hopefully let Mama sleep tonight.

Before I start complaining about my weekend 😛 I’d like to thank everyone for the well wishes :). I’m finally feeling much, much better. I can breathe through both nostrils!

I’m hating Roadrunner right now. For the past 3 days we’re connected for about 10 minutes (sometimes only 5) and then it’s out for about 20-30 minutes. Argh! A technician’s supposed to stop by sometime today but of course you never know when they’ll actually get here. With my luck, it’ll be while I’m out picking up the boys. Grr.

The last time I updated we were about to leave to visit Gramma and run all these errands. (Didn’t get the chance to vent about that evening when I wanted to since RR was off and on all darn night.) We visited Gramma for a good, solid hour. It was nice sitting there with her, chatting. The boys were incredibly well-behaved; they even shared her breakfast table and drew pictures while she watched.

We took her Christmas decorations down and put them away. Mom was looking through her clothes, putting stuff back on hangers when she notices this maroon velour hoodie sweatshirt that we hadn’t seen before. She asks if Aunt Nora gave it to her and Gramma says, “No. Yajaira gave me that one.” I tell her, “No Gramma, we gave you a solid red one.” I pull out the red sweatshirt we’d given her for Christmas and she says, “Oh…well, I guess just put the other one there.” Mom tries it on her and it’s a size too small. All the years I’ve known Gramma, she’s been a size Medium. She’s put on some weight the past few months since she’s been at the nursing home and she’s now a size Large. It thrills me to say this since she was so thin and fraile back in 2004 when she first moved to the nursing home. She’s our little linebacker now :).

We left Gramma’s and went to Walmart, where I got a few things we needed and we walked away with yet another Beta fish. Eenan was jealous that Mom had gotten one for Jaylen, so he asked her for one and of course the woman said she’d get him one. He got a red one and I got them some new glass bowls and pebbles. The cool thing is they both fit on the little “hutch” on their desk so they hopefully won’t knock them over. They’ve been doing pretty good so far with feeding them once in the morning and once at night :).

Mario called while I was at Walmart and asked if I could drop some money off to him at work. I had the darn Senta and Mario failed to tell me that it’s really hard to turn the wheel to the right. Something having to do with the transmission. When I’m trying to turn to the right to get on the frontage road, I get stuck there! I can’t turn the wheel, so there I am, sticking out several feet into the frontage road while crazy Shary Road traffic is turning in. I step on the gas as soon as I get a chance before someone slams into me. Stupid car. If it’s one thing that gets me into a bad mood is being seconds from getting killed because of that damn car.

I get to Mario’s work and lo and behold, he’s out to lunch. I call him, frustrated, and he tells me to leave the money with one of his friends. Fine. I look at the clock and it’s 1pm. I’m starving and so are the kids and we still need to go to Aunt Nora’s. We stop by Taco Bell and get some tacos, nachos and drinks and I call Aunt Nora when we get on the road again.

She’d told me they usually go out in the evening, so we figured we’d go during the day. Turns out she was leaving the house at that exact moment and said she’d call me when she was back.

I’m fuming once again and am even more annoyed that I spent $10 (as little as that is) on Faux Mexican Food for nothing. Had I known she wasn’t going to be there we could have just come straight home and had lunch here.

I start hacking up a lung so I ask mom to pass me my drink. I feel something cold on my belly, but I assume it’s the cold cup so I keep drinking. When I start feeling really cold I stop drinking and look down; there’s a puddle of Raspberry Iced Tea on my boobs and belly. GREAT. We checked the cup and the lid’s fully on and there aren’t any cracks, yet I somehow managed to spill about a cup of it all over myself. Stupid thing.

We got home and ate and I tried my hardest to calm down and be in a good mood. Aunt Nora didn’t end up calling and there was no way I’d drive at night if she had, so we chilled out here at home and I made Chicken Alfredo Pasta for dinner. Eenan ate and then went over to Mary’s to sleep over and Mario, Jaylen and I stayed up watching Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets LOL. It was supposed to be night 1 of getting the kids used to falling asleep early but that didn’t happen. Not for Jaylen anyway. He likes to cuddle with us when we’re watching TV :).

We woke up considerably early on Sunday morning, again because of all the noise outside our bedroom. We got up, took showers and ate breakfast (barbacoa tacos) then we headed to Home Depot (with Jaylen only, Eenan was in town with my in-laws) and bought some materials so Mario would finish up the shelves in the bathroom, to get rid of the rackety, flimsy over-the-toilet shelf we currently have our towels stored in. (Of course, Mario never actually got around to building the shelves. Grr.)

We bar-b-q’d later on during the day and learned all about some family drama that’s still going on. I don’t want to air out any dirty laundry, but Jesus, people just need to grow the eff up! I can only see absolute disaster happening (more than it has already) if people don’t learn how to control their tempers =\.

I shall continue the rest of my entry about yesterday (Monday) when Roadrunner stops pissing me off. I wanted to take a nap, but I’m waiting for that darn technician. Ah! Speaking of the devil, they just called to confirm the appointment. Thank GOD.

I felt miserable all Thursday night. Didn’t help that I had to put away dinner since Mario failed to call and tell me he was going to be “out with the guys”. He’d forgotten his cellphone at home, and apparently couldn’t borrow anyone else’s to let me know he’d be late. Really late. It was 12am when he got here. I was already in bed, Jaylen sleeping soundly at my side, reading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I decided to read since I couldn’t sleep. My back and ear were throbbing horribly. Mario walks into the room and smiles; not a regular smile, but one of those “let me test the water” ones. I slap on a fake smile and say, “Hi, Babe! I take it everyone forgot their cellphones today?”

He sort of smiles and says, “Actually, yeah–”

I interrupt him and say, “No: ‘I’ll be late, don’t make dinner’ or ‘Babe, how are you feeling?’ But if it were you that were sick, I’d be waiting on you hand and foot!”

He looks half guilty, half annoyed so he turns and leaves. His Godfather, Jorge, had tried calling him earlier, and I figure he wants to get some beers and talk since he’d be leaving Saturday morning and that’s exactly what they did.

Usually I’m pretty “awesome” (as I’ve been told by Mario’s friends) when it comes to Mario going out with his friends or having a few beers with the guys, but since I was deathly ill and would have LOVED to be taken care of, I was annoyed and frustrated and just didn’t want to see his face. I tried going to sleep after that, but ended up staying awake till almost 2am, which is around the time Mario finally came back inside. He ended up sleeping on the couch, since Jaylen had happily taken his place in our bed.

Mario’s way of trying to appologize and be peaceful is joking around. When I’m trying to hack down breakfast he says, “May I ask why there’s another man in my bed?” meaning Jaylen, of course.

I turn and look at him, and since I didn’t feel like being peaceful just yet and say, “Because he was the only one around to comfort me last night.” Buahaha.

I quickly got ready, figured I’d leave my shower for after my appointment, left the boys with Mario and went to the doctor before it was too late. I hate being a “walk-in” because they take long enough when you actually have an appointment, but I felt so terrible that I sucked it up, took my book with me and was totally ready to wait 3 hours to be seen.

It took about an hour for them to call me, and that’s because there were only 2 people waiting before me in the lobby when I arrived.

I get my finger pricked to check my sugar; there was 250 somethings of glucose in my urine and when they checked my finger my sugar was at 160, which is kind of high for me. Turns out the waffles with syrup and coffee I had in the morning weren’t processing too well. I ask if I should be concerned and not eat anything sweet at all in the mornings but they assure me that I’m fine and don’t have to change my diet at all. Good :).

I’m weighing 134.6 (or was it .8?) and my blood pressure’s fine. My luck would have it that I go in for a cold and end up having to be “swabbed” for the GB Strep test. I was supposed to have that done on Wednesday, but since this practitioner had me as 35 weeks 5 days (my actual doctor has be down as around 34 weeks 5 days and I had myself down as 36 weeks 4 days) she insisted I do the test that morning, since you’re supposed to do it at 35 weeks.

I didn’t want to get it done just yet (I didn’t shower, for Pete’s Sake!) so they told me it was super easy, I could do it on myself. My nurse, Laura, even drew an illustration for me, depicting what to do where. So I did it LOL. I’ve never been positive for GB Strep, so hopefully everything is alright.

What sucks is, starting this Wednesday, I start having lovely weekly pelvic exams done. I can hardly wait.

As for my cold: My right ear was terribly infected, my throat was red and my sinuses make my face feel like I’ve been hit by a train. They prescribed ear drops, antibiotics for my ears, and I was told to get Tylenol Sinus and Robitussin DM for my congestion and cough. So now I’m on 3 meds, plus ear drops, plus vitamins. I hate taking so many medicines during pregnancy. I know they wouldn’t be giving them to me if they were harmful to the baby, but still. It makes me uneasy. At least I stopped the doctor for prescribing Zithromax–that stuff gave me horrible contractions when I got the upper respiratory infection the last month of pregnancy with Jaylen.

We went to cash Mario’s paycheck and pay most of our bills. The first part of the month is crappy for us since we have the “big” payment (the truck) and most of our tiny, little bills. The tiny, little bills add up and we end up almost broke.

We did pretty good with our budget anyway. We (the boys, Mario and I) had lunch at Jesse’s, one of our favorite Mexican restaurants, where we were serenaded by a wonderful singer/guitar player and had great food. I had shrimp enchiladas, which were delicious. That’s all I’ve been craving lately! Shrimp!

We went to the Pawn Shop to leave the 2nd to the last payment on the gun Mario’s buying himself and then to JC Penny make a payment and to get Eenan 2 pairs of jeans since these kids are still going through growth spurts! He’s passing all his size 5 jeans to Jaylen, so Jaylen has plenty of pants. It’s poor Eenan who’s been walking around in high-water pants for the past few weeks LOL.

Next stop was Target, where the boys were buying themselves some cheap video games; Eenan with his Tooth Fairy money, Jaylen with his Piggy Bank money :P. We got a few things we needed, and went to Walmart next.

I was going to leave my prescription, but there was a 20 person-long line. I did not feel like waiting; my feet were killing me already. I paid for my pictures I’d dropped off earlier during the week and we came home.

We chilled out here at home for a while. Everyone started to arrive around 6 to have one last “whole family” dinner before Jorge left this morning. Around 7 o’clock I remember we need to go to H-E-B to get my prescriptions (I couldn’t stand my ear ache anymore!) so we leave. The boys stayed here while Mario and I went.

They took forever with the prescription of course, so we grocery shopped while they finished up at the pharmacy. We only spent $66, which is a frickin’ record! We didn’t get any junk food, which could probably be why we saved so much, but I’m cool with that. I don’t need to be pigging out so close to delivering anyway =\.

We ate and talked with everyone when we got back and then just chilled out, bathed and went to bed. Mario put drops in my ears and I fell asleep pretty fast. Staying asleep was quite the challenge though.

At 3am I woke up sweating, coughing and with my ears throbbing again. I pointed the fan to the wall, to at least get some air without drying up my sinuses or making my throat worse. I took all my meds since they were already wearing off, and went to bed. At 5am I woke up with stomach cramps and finally I went to sleep and woke up when the alarm went off at 7:30.

I’ve got to drop John off at work, put gas in the car (because these men LOVE to leave it on extra-empty) then Mom, the boys and I are going to visit Gramma, go to Walmart real quick and then visit Aunt Nora for a while. John wants to go to the mall, but I don’t feel like waiting for him till whatever time they decide to let him out like last week. It’s getting harder for me to drive at night since I need new glasses. I haven’t gone yet because I’m afraid I’ll get glasses and then my vision’ll change again when I give birth. I’ve heard it can happen, so I don’t want to take any chances.

We have a wedding to go to tonight, but Mario will probably end up going by without me with Manny and his wife. I feel like crap, look like crap and don’t have anything to wear so I don’t feel like going at all.

I’m going to lay down for a little bit and then get ready before the madness starts. I just want to hybernate :(.