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Mario had work to do in the morning. So I lazied in bed after he left, fell asleep again, and woke up around 10am with the girls. I fed them both then Aly watched Noggin while Emily cooed in her bassinet. I finally had the chance to make myself some French toast and decaf coffee. I started cleaning up a bit. It was the first time I could actually freely walk around with little to no pain in my abdomen. Mary was doing my laundry. I swept and was gonna mop, but she didn’t let me. She practically cleaned the whole house, including my closet where Mario dumped everything after starting his newest project: moving all the wires, game equipment, phone, etc. into our bedroom closet, which is right behind the living room wall. He wanted nothing on the TV wall but the TV and wanted to eliminate the entertainment center so hence the reason he was doing all this.

Big Mario had the girls so I started putting my new pack of 316 pictures into my albums when I was at their house, finally. I’m gonna need another album. Now I want to go to Ross to get one. Too bad I can’t drive yet.

Jorge almost smacked me for carrying the stack of albums back to the house when I was done. I got dressed, since everyone was coming over for a cookout. I’m looking a little less chunky, although I’m still wearing my maternity pants since my incision still feels sore when I apply pressure. The good thing is, the pants are maternity and post-maternity so you can’t tell ;). I kept sneaking peeks in to make sure there weren’t any shoes on the sofas LOL.

I swaddled Emily up really well and joined everyone outside. I had a house-full of boys; my kids, the cousins and the neighborhood boys were all playing video games in the living room. Then Sammy linked his Xbox with ours from my bedroom, so there were more boys in there.

Mario worked till late, so he missed the whole bar-b-q. Circuit City was closing, so his boss was buying the displays and equipment for cheap and the guys were helping him disassemble everything and move it to the shop. It took forever.

I came inside when everyone was going home. Mario called that he was on his way home an hour later, and would I like something from the store since he was buying beer. I’d been craving a pint of ice cream (I swear I crave more things after pregnancy than during and that’s bad!). I’d been eating very well just to have that pint. He gets home and all he has is beer in his hands. He forgot about my ice cream :(. He always does that!!

I’ve decided to stop breastfeeding, as guilty as I feel, since my back and chest hurt so much and no matter how much I pump, it doesn’t make a difference. I even put Emily to the breast, which almost made me chew off my arm since she can’t latch on well, and nothing. I feel so awful about this, but my body feels miserable. I can feel the glares and hear the rude, unsolicited advice already.

Thurs., Mar. 5th – Mario didn’t officially apologize at all that morning. It was one of those mornings when the alarm went off, I turned it off and woke him up and went back to sleep before Emily or Alaethia woke up. He texted me at noon to ask how Emily’s belly button was doing—to break the ice, I suppose. I said it was fine and that I had already paid all the bills we’d planned on paying with the income tax refund. After a few exchanges about that he said he loved me and “I’m sorry”–3 times. My hormones were haywire again and I took a few deep breaths to keep from tearing up. I can’t be mad at that man for long these days.
Mary picked up some necessities for me, like pads. That’s what I hate about not being able to drive: I can’t go anywhere and do things for myself *sigh*.

Mario texted me after work that Jorge and Adan were coming over since Maggie left Jorge behind LOL. Our new modem came in and Adan installed it for us. The guys chilled out inside a while and then of course went outside to drink. If I remember correctly, Maggie came over later on to chill out for a bit and pick up Jorge.

Fri., Mar. 6th – I actually slept semi-well and felt much more alert than I had all week.

I spent most of the day with Emily and when I wasn’t with her I was pumping away in the bathroom while Mom watched the girls. I couldn’t stand the pain in my back from being so full of milk that day. It wasn’t as bad as the first days, when my back and chest felt like an elephant had stepped on me and I couldn’t breathe, but it was still really painful. I still couldn’t understand how I was so full if I was still only pumping out 1 ounce from each boob. I felt like I was carrying around a bra-full of bricks, literally. My right breast was especially lumpy and in pain.

I tried tidying up a bit and Mario called to tell me he was on his way and if I wanted him to pick anything up for dinner. The boys wanted Burger King, of course, but I wanted shrimp so I asked him to get me a shrimp plate from Starlight. I always want shrimp and complain that there’re only burger places here, but hello? Starlight’s been here for years! I just recently remembered. Still, we really have to stop doing that, ordering take-out! But it’s so hard to cook these days. Usually Emily only wants to be with me and its tough getting things done.

We planned on going to Jorge and Maggie’s, because we didn’t want to spend another boring Friday at home. So we ate quickly and went over there with Emily and Jaylen. Eenan never wants to go and Mom offered to watch Alaethia, and I was glad because I was afraid she’d act up like the last time.

We got there and said hello to Nani, Tony Sr., and Dinah was visiting from Austin. We sat with her inside a while and laughed at Jorge and Boys’ arguments. It was their boss’ wife’s birthday. They were having a get-together and we were invited. Mario really didn’t want to go, mainly because the last time they went to one of their bar-b-q’s Mario and Adan were politely kicked out (long story having nothing to do with them). I really didn’t want to go because my boobs felt awful. I’d never felt such pain in my breasts with any of the other babies. That, and I was not dressed for a party at all. I was in shorts, flip flops, and a peasant top that I was trying to hide my enormous boobs in. I had nothing nice to wear even if I could fully fit into my old clothes. Eventually, Jorge managed to convince us so we dropped off Jaylen with Mom since he’d fallen asleep about 10 seconds after we got to Jorge’s house. We only took Emily with us.

We had a pretty good time, even though I did feel awkward and underdressed at first. The food they were bar-b-q’ing was great and Emily was a doll and slept most of the time we were there. I even attended my first Adult Novelty party! I didn’t know what to expect, but it was actually really interesting. I didn’t feel uncomfortable at all, and we had a few laughs.

Mario watched Emily towards the end of the party when she woke up for a feeding and I took her with me afterward. The girls were all swooning over her. I didn’t have to carry her the remainder of the time we were there; she was being passed around!

We came home shortly after that. I was desperate for sleep but I had a lot to do, like ready Emily’s bottles, redress my incision, and pump myself because I felt like crap. I felt so awful I had to sleep with cold packs in my sports bra. If I didn’t know any better I’d say I developed Mastitis, except that I was already on antibiotics so I wasn’t getting the fevers. I didn’t know how much longer I could take it.

My days were a blur of pumping (and reading) in the bathroom and trying to sneak in naps (not always voluntarily; I was passing out everywhere) whenever Emily slept. She was great during the day; it was during the night that she had her moments where she was up 2 hours straight at no particular time.

We were still having a bit of trouble with Alaethia at night. We’d have to wait for her to fall asleep in our bed, and then Mario would have to transfer her over to her crib in her bedroom. When Mario wasn’t around (usually outside drinking with the guys) I’d have to sleep with her (and Emily) in my bed.

I woke up around 10-ish that morning. Mom watched Alaethia (somewhat) so I got to sleep a bit more on the sofa, which is really one of the comfiest places to sleep. Emily cried from 11am-2:45pm straight. I couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her for the life of me. She’s always such a happy baby, really only crying when she’s hungry or while she’s having her diaper changed (not when she’s soiled, she rather likes the warm feeling, methinks).

She drank 4 ounces in one hour, which is crazy because she’s only 1 ½ weeks old and drinks 2 ounces in 2-3 hours. When I changed her diaper right after her bottle, I noticed that her umbilical cord stump had pulled and was bleeding a little. It looked “gray” and slimy where it’d pulled, like a fresh umbilical cord. I was worried. Nothing like that had ever happened with the other three. I called everyone I could think of that could possibly drive us to the doctor. I didn’t want to have to call and bother Sonia again. We couldn’t find anyone, so Mario eventually came home and we took her to the doctor.

She’d finally calmed down by the time we got her to the doctor’s office. She was so exhausted she slept quite peacefully. Mario and I joked around and laughed to pass the time. When we were called in she was weighed. She weighed 6 lbs. 13 oz, an ounce more than Monday’s appointment. Elizabeth was the one checking her and she said not to worry, that she probably wasn’t crying because it hurt. She didn’t know why she’d been crying because she seemed fine now, but she was going to try and cut the part that had come loose with these weird scissors. My heart sank when I saw them. She said she didn’t have the heart to do it; that was Dr. C.’s job but he wasn’t there LOL. So she carefully rubbed the edge of the stump with alcohol swabs hoping it would fall off on its own, but it didn’t. She said to keep doing it at home and if it seemed infected to take her back in. If it didn’t fall off by Friday then I should take her in to get it removed.

We got home and got the rest of the kids ready to go to El Patio for Cat’s birthday. Mario had already known about it and was trying to get out of it. I didn’t know why, he just kept saying he didn’t want to go. I was a little upset because it was my first time out since I’d had Emily and would have liked for him to be a little enthusiastic about it. I didn’t let it bother me. I was in a good mood, especially since I’d dressed the girls up in their matching dresses.

The girls both needed diaper changes at the same time. I took Emily and Mary took Alaethia. As I was pulling Emily’s dress over her tummy I heard something fall. Her umbilical cord stump had fallen off! Now all she had left was a tiny piece that needed to dry up.

When I went back to the table with the girls, Mario was nowhere in sight. And he’d conveniently left his phone behind. I figured he was out in the truck, sleeping. I had when he does that because it’s embarrassing when everyone’s asking me what happened and I have no idea!

I tried not to let it bother me and had a good time with the whole family, passing Emily around and talking. We sang “Happy Birthday” and had cake and then we packed up and got into our vehicles. Mario most definitely had been sleeping. I tried keeping my mouth shut, but I couldn’t hold in the verbal vomit when he got a call from Chris and he said sure, he’d pick up some beers and go over. I hate when he does that! How can he be so bothered to go out to eat with his family, but they bring up chilling out and beers and he’s all for it? I had an “oh hell no” moment and told him off. Of course he was going to turn around and leave once we got home, but I was too exhausted to care. My biggest concern was trying to get some sleep. I was so peeved inside though that I couldn’t sleep, even after the girls fell asleep. I read a little bit of Eclipse and finally found sleep.