Category: Grr

My last day of work. I had my big bag with me with all my essentials (like bottled water and granola bars) for the field trip. I got to work and I passed out thank you cards and received some more gifts. I spent about half of first period with a few of my favorite kiddos who stopped by to say goodbye *tear*. I tried not bawling my eyes out when Mrs. V. announced through the intercom that it was my last day, so to feel free and stop to say bye. She got there and the kids all froze; they thought she was going to be livid that they were still there so late. Looking really stern she said, “Any other day I would have sent you guys to class…but since it’s Mrs. V.’s last day, I’ll let you stay.” They looked so relieved. I’ll miss them so much :*(.

As Mrs. V. was going over the rules with the kids and I was running around getting everything done (like the newest thank you cards) and put away a fire alarm goes off. We found it really weird and wondered if it was a kid messing around, because we only have fire drills at 9am. It was 7:50. After sticking our heads out into the hallway and seeing other classrooms filing out as bewildered looking as we are, we turn all the lights off, lock the doors and follow.

It was a pretty long drill, or whatever it was. We’re usually only out there for about 8 minutes before they tell us it’s okay to go back in. This time, we were late leaving on the field trip because we’d already been out there 40 minutes. The bus got there and we got the kids on the bus. We still don’t know what happened. All we do know is that it was something weird going on in the gym.

The kids were quiet and entertained themselves really well. It was the Book Club kids, so that says a lot. They’re so well behaved.

I caught up a little on Twilight and just enjoyed the gentle rocking of the bus and the quiet as we made our way to Pan Am University.

When we got there, Mrs. V. gives me a look of concern and asks, “Are you going to walk the whole tour?” I tell her of course; if I could walk through the Gun Show with Mario, I’d be fine walking the campus. She doesn’t look convinced and says ok.

I had forgotten how many stairs we have to climb. I’m happy to report, though, that I made it through the whole tour and I didn’t even get winded. Thank God I had my bottled water…

We left the university and stopped by El Pato so the adults could get some food. We all ate and then rushed to the theatre to watch Inkheart. I didn’t get a chance to read the book (because I’m reading a just-as-thick-book at the mo) but I loved the movie. From the conversations we were all having after the movie was over I learned that tons of things were changed…as they usually are, unfortunately.

I was so hoping we’d get back to school on time so I could say goodbye to the rest of the kids I didn’t get to see, but we got there late. I was so sad. I got to go outside and say bye as they were leaving on the bus and got to say goodbye to some of the teachers.

I went back to the library and started getting my few things together and getting the manual I typed out for the new assistant off my pin drive, printed and e-mailed to Mrs. V. I didn’t get to go through the My Documents folder that they’d messed up during summer school (all the summer school librarian’s documents had been mixed in with ours) but Mrs. V. said it was fine. When I finished putting the last file away and explaining to Mrs. V. where everything was for the new assistant we kind of just stared at each other. Neither of us could believe it was my last day. She said such really sweet things; that I spoiled her and that I could always be proud that I helped establish that whole library! We walked out together as I was carrying my things out and we picked up our paychecks and I tried my best to say bye to everyone. It was so sad!

Still, as sad as it was to leave, I had this unmistakable feeling of…relief. I felt so thrilled picking the boys up and just going home and knowing that I wouldn’t have to be waking up at 5:20am come Monday.

As soon as I got home, I called Human Resources to check if there was anything else I needed to do, but they said I didn’t have to take further action. They’d take care of the rest.

The baby’s been moving around like crazy. Every little step I take makes me feel like I need to pee again, even if I just went. I’m going every 30 minutes! She stretches so much it feels like her little foot will just pop out through my side.

Mario was acting like a jackass since he got home. He was in a bad mood and yelled at the kids and took whatever was bothering him out on me. First, we were supposed to go to his boss’ house for a bar-b-q. For some reason that didn’t end up happening. Then, we were supposed to go as a family to Kumori but the boys were at Mary’s at they were already eating something so that set him off even more. It was going to be just the two of us (Mom was staying with Alaethia) but he yelled at me in the car for some stupid reason and I just started bawling. He either felt guilty or annoyed so he turned the truck around just as we rounded the corner. So much for our date. I couldn’t believe he could ruin my absolute perfect day in less than half an hour.

I was so upset I started bawling as soon as I walked through the door. Of course he left, probably to David’s, his boss. He wasn’t annoyed enough to leave there, oh no. Even though I tried hiding it, Alaethia noticed that I was crying and it was the cutest, saddest thing I’d ever seen: she started bawling also, with her little hand over her face and asked me, “Why you cwying, Mama? You made me sad!”

I quickly composed myself and scooped her up in my arms and rocked her, telling her I was okay and not to cry anymore. I tried distracting her with Noggin and she kind of laughed at the cartoon. She remembered about the crying and started wailing again but calmed down. Poor girlie!

We washed up for bed after Mom left home and I spent the night trying to distract myself by catching up on my blogs. I wanted to stay up all night and finally catch up on my entries, but I was exhausted. I hoped the next day would be better because it was Alaethia’s birthday. When Mario walked through the door I acted like he wasn’t in the room…until I asked him, “So where did you go?” And of course, just as I suspected, he’d gone to David’s…and had a shitty time, buahaha.

I went to town with Mary and Alaethia. Mom and Mario stayed with the boys. Our first stop was Target where I needed to create my baby registry since we’d be passing out some of my baby shower invitations at Yvette’s baby shower.

We met Andy and Noelia there and I got started filling out all the info on the computer. They handed me a scanner gun and I got to work. As I’m scanning stuff I start noticing that some of the clearance items were scanning at half of the clearance price they already had. I got crib sheets for Alaethia’s bed, some onesies for Emily, a crib set for Yvette’s baby and Mary got me a whole crib set for Emily. Andy and Noelia also bought a crib set for their future son and other miscellaneous things.

I was drawing a blank trying to figure out what to scan but I went through each aisle just in case. I was getting tired fast, so we got ready to pay. The items that had been scanning at 75% off were only scanning at the clearance tag price at the register. I was irritated and left the big stuff at the register. I went to customer service and asked if I could have the items at the price they’d been scanning on the registry. The guy said sure, just to go get my basket of stuff back from the register I’d left it at. He did the transaction easily and everyone left happy :).

Andy and Noelia went their own way after that and Mary, Aly and I went to Walmart. After that we went to Yvette’s baby shower. We were sitting talking to the aunts when we found out that Yvette’s little boy would be making an appearance at his own shower because he was born 3 weeks early! We had no idea!

The doors of the room were both open and Alaethia kept following the bigger girls (ages 3 and 5 LOL) around. She was acting like she was really grown up. She knew I didn’t approve and kept giving me that smile of hers that she does when she knows she’s doing wrong. I drew the line when she ended up at the bathroom with the other kids. I kept closing the doors but someone kept opening them and they were all escaping. Even though she was throwing tantrums I held onto her. I don’t know how everyone else isn’t paranoid about their kids running off on their own.

We got home and I started getting ready for the next day. I could hardly believe it was actually my last week of work!

I’m taking a break. My feet and back are killing me for standing and walking around the past 2 hours. Not to mention the heaviness I feel carrying around this big belly. I woke up at 8, got Mario’s lunch packed and he left to work. Alaethia was already awake and had some milk and watched Noggin while I made eggs. She’d fallen asleep around 9:30 last night, but she didn’t stay in her room all night. She called for her Daddy-O around 11:30pm and came to our room. I laid her down and she was out like a light again. I supposed I could have just taken her to her room again, but we’ll try that again tonight. Even though she kicks and uncovers me and wakes me up around 5 times a night, I will miss sleeping beside her. She’s so loveable :).

We ate and were interrupted by Elda’s mom and sister-in-law who were looking for my mother. They said her door was locked. Not to be rude, but I was like, Um…and? I guess they all do it, including my mom, just walking up into people’s houses. I’m sorry, but I don’t like that. Like I told Mom once: what if Mario and I are doing the deed and she just walks in??

Anyway, I started cleaning up the kitchen table (our dumping ground, unfortunately) and ran back and forth changing DVDs for my indecisive daughter from Strawberry Shortcake to “Terabithium”. Then I started washing dishes. That’s what took 2 hours. Bless Mom. I ask her—daily–not to wash dishes because 1) she doesn’t watch Alaethia very well when she’s occupied with something else, 2) she just piles them and piles them up and it becomes overwhelming having to put them away, and 3) I end up washing half of them over again anyway because she doesn’t wear her glasses and leaves dried up food or grease on them. So it took me a while to put them all away (especially since my belly doesn’t exactly let me reach the cabinets anymore) and then I washed the dishes and cleaned up the counter, because Mario likes to dump all his electronics and tools there. Now it looks much, much better. Alaethia asked to color, so I strapped her into her high chair and gave her some crayons and her Little Mermaid coloring book. When I was almost done she asked for strawberries (or apples as she calls them LOL) and she ate them all, about 6. Then she asked for grapes. I’m amazed at how well she’s eating today. She ate all her eggs, had a little bit of milk, and then the fruit. I feel like the sky was split open by rays of sun and angels are signing “Hallelujah!” down to me. I hope she continues to eat well.

(Hours later…) Well, I spoke too soon. She didn’t eat lunch very well, but she did stuff herself with all that fruit. She poked at her macaroni and fish a little bit, but didn’t even eat half. I got ready around 2:30 and dropped a package off for Mario at the Post Office and then picked up the boys. I decided we should go see Gramma today just in case we get busy like we usually do during the weekend. So the boys unwillingly put their clothes back on (they strip down to their undies once they step over the threshold). Alaethia was happy to get ready. She looks forward to going places.

Gramma’s doing very well, thank goodness. Mom unloaded the goodies she’d bought for Gramma while the kids got comfy on her bed and watched TV. They were doing well for the most part, until Eenan started putting his feet in Jaylen’s way and was blocking the TV—then it got nasty. They started smacking each other and almost knocked Alaethia off the bed until I told them to stop or they were grounded indefinitely. That stopped them right away…until they started again a few minutes later. After talking with Gramma and her telling me the name she liked for the baby (Julissa, but I told her my half-brother’s daughter’s named Julissa), I gathered my children and we said our goodbyes.

Our next stop was Target where I needed to find little pails in the Dollar Spot for the Care Bear centerpieces for Aly’s party next weekend. I usually find them but had no luck this time. I found some cute Valentine-y felt bags and bought 6 of those hoping they’d look okay with the bears.

The boys did well for the beginning of the shopping trip, but they both got really antsy towards the end. Eenan almost knocked over a whole rack of clothes when Mom was picking two dresses as Alaethia’s gift. She got her the dress she’ll be wearing the day of her party and the shoes she’ll be wearing. They are too cute.

I got Alaethia a potty chair and psyched her up a bit. It’s got lights, it talks to her and it dispenses stickers! I hope she’ll get excited and want to use it. I’ll be starting the potty training next Sunday! Eek!

I was so tired on the way home. Mario was barely on his way also since he’d bought a Treo off his boss since his Razr died on him and had been activating it. He was quite moody when we finally got home because he couldn’t get the MiniTones program working and my phone wouldn’t beam to his. But I found the USB wire and everything worked and he was happy. One of the highlights of the evening was that it was leftover night, so I didn’t have to cook, thank God.

I’ve been trying to finish updating my backed up entries and resting on the sofa since Alaethia fell asleep. Emily’s been squirming around like crazy (I can literally see and feel my stomach being lunged from side to side!) and I can feel her tiny feet pressing against my skin. I’ve been getting these weird little shocks of pain on the right side of my belly right above my leg. Feels like a pinching almost. I hope it’s not that I’m dehydrated or anything.

Okay. I have to go to bed. It’s 1:34am and Mario, of course, is still outside drinking with Jose. We supposedly didn’t do anything tonight because he was SO sleepy and tired. Uh huh. Sure.