Category: Pregnancy

Upon entering the bathroom to inspect Jaylen’s bootie (he asks me to, to make sure he’s wiped well) he says, “This is the best day!” I ask him why, expecting him to say because it’s Halloween or because of all the candy he received at school but he says, “Because I did Regular Poop!”

He got better about 20 minutes after the cool bath I gave him on Friday night and he promptly fell asleep (this, of course, was after Over the Hedge had already finished). I instinctively woke up every hour-hour and a half to check up on him and thankfully he was fine.

He was so cute though. He was slumped over next to me on the couch while we were watching the movie when I started coughing hysterically. He reaches over and pats me on the leg to calm me down. I tell him, “Aww baby, you’re so sick and here you are worried about me.” He says in his crackly voice, “I’m worried about you and my sister.” How sweet is that?!

The Mucinex I gave him, however, totally messed up his stomach. He woke up Saturday morning with terrible diarreah. I felt so bad for him. He went through his whole drawer of underwear almost.

I felt bad leaving him, but I had the baby shower to attend and although he wanted to go, it was at a fancy place and there was no way I was going to take him. (Though I’m sure he would have behaved better than Eenan would at an event that would take that long.) He and Eenan stayed with Mom, who’d be giving Jaylen his medicine (not the Mucinex, never again!) and giving them lunch shortly after I left.

I was going to the shower, which was for Mario’s cousin Betty, with Mary and Noelia. We stopped by Target first to get Mario a jacket he wanted that was on sale. Noelia thankfully found the only one in his size tossed off to the side so I grabbed it and we dropped it off to him. It was the second day of the sale at Mario’s work and man were they busy!

Mary needed to get some Amoxcil for Angela (who’s insurance sadly doesn’t go into effect till December just like my boys’) so we went to Mexico to pick some up.

We were going to a pharmacy that’s right across the street from the bridge. Thank God, because I didn’t know how far I could walk! The horrible pains I was having before had gone away, but I was afraid they’d come back from walking too much. Anyway, we got to the pharmacy and while Mary paid for the meds, I looked around at the junk food and got some chips (Tostitos?) that we used to eat back in school and some sugary things like Gansitos, which Mario loves (I don’t). I felt nauseous the whole night before and barely ate breakfast, but I opened up the bag of chips when we were on our way to the baby shower and ate the whole thing. I hate feeling nauseous. Thankfully I can count on one hand how many times I’ve been nauseous this pregnancy *knocks on wood, just in case*.

The baby shower was really nice. They decorated everything simply but it looked so nice. They had a rubber ducky theme going on since Betty’s having another boy (her 3rd baby as well). They’d told her up until two weeks ago that she’d be having a girl, so of course she was thrilled. Well, she goes for her 8 month appointment and they tell her she’s having a boy after all. I heard the aunts saying she’s going to try for a girl, because she was really upset that she wasn’t having one this time. This is the reason I’m still waiting to buy all the adorable pink things I’ve seen; I want to be absolutely sure that I’m having a girl. I have a feeling I am, and have had a feeling this whole pregnancy that she’s a girl, plus two positive sonos that showed she was a girl but I haven’t been given a sono of her privates! If only I had that picture in my hands and I could “see” for myself, I’d feel more at ease. Betty’s the 4th woman I know this year who’s been told she’s having this baby and ends up with the opposite gender.

I won the first two games of the baby shower: a nursery rhyme fill-in-the-blanks and a Purse Scavenger Hunt. Since I won two at Venessa’s the week before all the aunts kept saying stuff like, “Why should I even bother when Yajaira’s going to win?” and other stuff like that LOL. I decided to just not give it my all on the third game since I was sure they’d never invite me back to another shower :P. It was fun. I came home with a Bath and Body Works lotion, sponge and shower gel and two foot creams/sprays. Yay!

As soon as we got home I got the kids dressed up in their costumes for the Jamaica. Jaylen hadn’t gone to the bathroom for about two hours, so that was a relief since I wasn’t sure there were bathrooms at the place. The boys were all thrilled; Eenan in his Shadow Ninja costume and Jaylen in his Darth Vader one. Mom came along, and Mary was babysitting Matthew and Angela so they came along too.

There weren’t many games to play so we just got some waters, nachos, a turkey leg for Mario, and a fruit cup. The kids went on a train ride where Mary gave them half a pickle each. It didn’t occur to me at all that it would mess up Jaylen’s stomach, again, until they were around the corner. By the time they got back, he’d finished the whole thing.

The kids were moody since there was nowhere to sit and it was still light out so it was getting hot fast. We said hi to Yadira, one of her co-workers and Jaylen’s teacher, who were all volunteering at booths and then we left. Mary stayed behind with Angela and Matthew and I brought the boys home. We had just gotten to the driveway (we went walking, it was less than a block away) when Eenan freaked out over some bees and knocked Jaylen over. Poor Jaylen went skidding on his wrists since he was holding onto his water and a bag of candy they’d given him. I bandaged him up when we got inside and he just rested on the couch. He was still doing good diarreah-wise, but still looked down.

Eenan went to church with Mary while Angela stayed with me till Tommy picked her up. The poor thing had a fever, so I gave her Tylenol right before Tommy got here. Poor kiddos :(.

Mario got home later and we watched The Neverending Story, which the kids hadn’t ever seen. Eenan left half-way to Mary’s to sleep over and Jaylen stayed up for the whole thing. He ended up falling asleep on the couch so Mario moved him to his bed and we watched TV a little longer till we started to get sleepy. I went to bed first, and as soon as I felt Mario get into bed I hear Jaylen call us. He said he’d check what happened. The poor thing had an accident in his bed; the diarreah was back full-force thanks to the darn pickle I stupidly let him eat. We changed his sheets and put the dirty ones in the wash, wiped down his (plastic-covered) bed with Clorox Anywhere spray (love that stuff), gave him a quick wash down in the shower and put him to bed. He was fine the rest of the night but I still woke up every two hours to check on him.

I woke up to Jaylen looking really sad and telling me he was running out of undies again :(. I felt so bad. I made pancakes that morning hoping the bread wouldn’t mess up his stomach too much but the syrup must have made it worse. I had some errands to run and groceries to get, so Mom watched the boys while John and I went to McAllen.

We picked up John’s guitar first then stopped by Circle K (or Stripes, whatever) to get something for Mario to drink and snack on at work. They were super busy again so he appreciated the gesture since he didn’t even have a chance to get anything and they don’t usually go out for lunch at all on Sundays.

We went to Target next, where I got the boys a pair of jeans each (can you believe they grew out of all their jeans already!?) and I got a 20″ TV for our bedroom that was on sale for $89.97 (put it on my credit card, eek!). We went to Ross next, which John loathes, but I love. Everyone talks shit about it but I love buying nice clothes for half the price they usually go for (I owe my huge collection of cute T’s to that place–they usually have the exact same ones places like Wet Seal have for half the price!). I do hate that the damn store’s been turned upside down and it takes forever to pay for the stuff though.

I went with the intention to buy a huge bolster pillow to make sleeping easier but I only found one and it was torn. I figured I could sew it, wash it and make covers for it but only if they’d give me a good discount. While John goofed off and took pictures of ridiculous things I found two cute maternity blouses (one in black and one in pink) and a pair of khaki cargos with pink stitching. It came out to $28, which I was super ok with. They wanted to sell me the pillow for $9, even with the tear so I said nah. I’ll go back and check again later.

My feet were killing me, but I still had to get groceries so we went to Wal-Mart first for house supplies and toiletries and then to H-E-B for the actual food. I remembered to get Jaylen his Gatorade and soups and my pumpkin pie. Dumbass that I am I totally forgot the Whipped Cream! You can’t have pumpkin pie without whipped cream! I also bought all the stuff I’d need to make Dirt Cups for the kids’ classes, which are cups full of pudding, crushed Oreo’s and a worm on top :).

Mom had made burritos so I didn’t even have to make dinner–yay! After giving Jaylen his Gatorade and soup, he was doing much, much better and I prayed for the best since he had school the next day. He hates to miss and I like that he’s gotten perfect attendance so far, but I wasn’t going to allow him to go if he kept having accidents.

Thankfully he did just fine at school the next day. I told his teachers about it and they told me they’d call if they needed me to pick him up. I asked how many kids were in each class and there were 20 in each including the teachers. Crappy thing: they weren’t allowing anything like cupcakes or anything homemade, but were allowing bags of candy. Grr. I understand they’re doing it to be safe, but I would not poison my child or his classmates AND I’d already made the expense for the Dirt Cups and would have to make an additional expense since they wanted candy instead. They’d also stated they were only allowing children to dress up in Fairytale costumes but c’mon, who was going to dress their kid up as Peter Pan, or a Prince or something? I figured I’d send the boys off in their costumes and if they didn’t like it, I’d happily take them a change of clothes.

I picked Jaylen up after school and we made our way to the Dollar General, where I was hoping I’d find cheap, good candy. WRONG. I spent $13 just on 3 bags of candy that I was praying would be enough for both classes. As soon as we got home I started seperating the candy and putting it into the candy bags (thank God I still had unopened bags from last year that I didn’t use). After stressing out and getting exactly 20 of each candy for each class, I had just enough for 40 bags.

I picked Eenan up and we chilled out at home for a while till John got here. Jaylen’s tummy was doing great and Eenan was thrilled that his new DS had come in. Mary’d sent his old greenish one to get repaired and instead they sent us a brand-new red one since they didn’t have the green one. He didn’t care–I think he likes this one even more. Mom watched the boys while John and I went to the bank so we could both deposit. He wanted to go to Target, so we went really quick where he got some stuff for his guitar and bought us both some Starbucks. My little brother has his own money and is buying me Starbucks–he’s growing up *tear*.

I started on dinner when we got home: chilli. I’d been craving some good chilli and found a seasoning packet for some. It was delicious!

Mario got out of work late since it was so busy and ended up staying even later since the guys were having some beers. I got everything ready for the next day, even though my feet were killing me. They don’t swell up, but they just ache really bad at the end of the day. I took a shower and went to bed while watching TV. I love that there’s a TV in our bedroom now; I need the white noise to fall asleep when Mario’s not home.

I need to have some lunch (leftover chilli!) and then start on those Dirt Cups. Since I didn’t make them for the kids’ class I’m going to make them for us here at home. Hope everyone has a great night of Trick-or-Treating!

[edit @ 2:36pm] Alaethia’s got the hiccups! [\edit]

Jaylen was fine all day and we were all (including his teachers) certain that he was getting better. We went to eat at McDonald’s (which I did not want to do to begin with after hearing about the mouse that was found in that one football player’s wife’s salad!), where the kids half-ate and played on the Game Cubes (thanks, McDonald’s, for making my job even harder!). We finished up, went to the pawn shop where Mario put a gun he wanted on Lay-a-way (yes, we’re getting locks, a safe and all that important stuff because you never know), took John’s guitar to get new strings put in and then went to Target.

The kids got the movie Mario promised them (Over the Hedge), they had money that Big Mario gave them so they bought two small toys, John got what he needed, we got tissues, lots of medicines (I’m sick with a cold now too, great!), a bookcase for our bedroom, a dustpan and we came home. It was Sonia’s birthday yesterday and we were having a get together for her and we were late. We noticed when we got here that Jaylen looked different, a little sad even. Turns out he was getting a fever. I gave him his new Mucinex–the powdery one that supposedly tastes like bubblegum but tastes like absolute crap! Poor thing downed it and felt nauseous afterwards and after I felt him I gave him Tylenol for his fever. Too bad we don’t have Motrin–that one works much faster.

We were going to go to Jorge’s but opted to stay home since Jaylen was sick. We all sat around the TV and watched Over the Hedge. I’ve felt nauseous all night–I don’t know if it’s because Jaylen’s sick and I’m feeding off his sickness, which I tend to do, or if I’m getting some kind of virus or food poisoning (I keep thinking of icky McDonald’s!). I’m getting cramping pains and I just feel crappy. At least it’s during the weekend that I’m sick though. It still sucks since I do have plans for this weekend (a baby shower and Jamaica).

I hope Jaylen gets better. Eenan left to sleep over at Mary’s and I put Jaylen in to take a quick shower to bring his fever down. I hope it works. I hate when my little ones feel this way; no child should ever feel sick :(.

Everything that could possibly go wrong seemed like it did on Tuesday. Maybe I’m exaggerating, but it sure felt like my whole world was caving in.

The kids were awful in the morning (yes, awful). They took forever to eat and get ready, Jaylen didn’t want to eat because of his horrible cough (and his insurance doesn’t take effect until December, yippee!), I wanted to get them to school on time so Jaylen could at least eat whatever they had for breakfast at school but of course Eenan forgot his cap (and so did Jaylen) for Red Ribbon Week and made me come back home. I took them to their classes, late of course, and Jaylen had me stick around for a while. I felt so horrible that he was coughing so hard but he assured me he was okay. By the time I was walking out of the school it was 8:09a.m. and the hurricane fence gates at each end of the parking lots were closed. So of course, I had to push them open to get out. They had to have weighed at least 60 lbs. I’d been having pains in my pelvic area (further south, though) since last night. It was the most uncomfortable, shooting pain. I felt much, much worse after pushing the gate open. As soon as I sat down in the truck I felt a throbbing pain. Last time I leave the school that late.

I got home and started washing the pile of dishes that accumulated over two days. I told Mario about my horrible morning and he told me to just leave the dishes (again) and rest. “If you need me to come home because you don’t feel well, call me,” he said. As much as I wanted to just beg him to stay home and rub my feet and stroke my hair while I slept with my head on his lap, I sucked it up and told him I was fine.

I had a little bit of breakfast (didn’t even have an appetite all day actually) and washed dishes then just sat down and tried to get over the pain. I don’t remember the “round ligament pain” hurting that much with the boys. Every pregnancy’s different, I know, but it’s just so strange.

As much as I didn’t want to, I took mom to get her prescription at the pharmacy (which takes forever) and then to H-E-B to pick up some liquid stuff she needed to drink on Wednesday for a procedure she’s having done this morning. I got some sore throat and cough strips for Jaylen, but of course those didn’t work at all.

I stopped at the corner store before coming home and then we got ready to pick up Brandon. I thought Eenan had UIL but he didn’t. As he approached the car I noticed he looked really upset. Before I even asked what was wrong he told me he lost his jacket. Great. I asked for details, he said it disappeared from the pile of jackets during P.E. Why the coaches tell them to put their jackets in a damn pile is beyond me. He said he looked everywhere, and after talking to his teacher when we bumped into her, I felt horrible that he actually had been all around the school searching for it.

We were sent in all different directions to look through two lost-and-founds and had no luck. One of the coaches even opened their P.E. Storage room so that I could have a look around but there was nothing there. It pisses me off that some little turd stole my kid’s jacket. Maybe the kid needed it, but there are other places he can get jackets that are inexpensive, or even for free like at a church or something. Grr.

I got home and started sewing up Eenan’s old favorite Arizona sweatshirt. When our rats were still alive last year, Eenan had left his backpack and sweatshirt on the floor (as always) too near the rats’ cage and they dragged his sweatshirt in and chewed up the hoodie and a tiny part of the bottom. I figured I’d chop off the hoodie up to the part where they chewed it and I sewed it straight, making a new collar. I hand-sewed the chewed up part from the bottom and viola, new sweatshirt. Thank goodness it’s fleece; you can hardly tell it was ever torn.

I took the chance to cut/sew the hem on two of my maternity pants (and to my horror, realized my two other ones don’t fit anymore! My thighs must have grown :(.), fixed the hem on one of Eenan’s shirts and that’s about it. I’d made a mistake on my black pants so I had to start all over and that just frustrated me even more.

Thankfully, my dad-in-law and Jose were bar-b-quing so I didn’t have to make dinner. They invited us to get some food so I did. I figured I’d make Mario some sandwiches for his lunch on Wednesday since I didn’t have the strength to be standing in front of the stove.

Mario called and said he was going to Jorge’s for a while (which usually means he won’t get home till 12am) and I was too tired to argue with him about it. I got the boys into bed, gave Jaylen his nebulizer treatment, kissed them goodnight and tucked them in and came to the living room to relax. 2 seconds later Jaylen’s coughing this horrible, phlemy cough and I can’t calm him down. He won’t drink water and he won’t blow his nose to get the congestion out. Then he started feeling warm, like he was getting a fever. After he finally stopped coughing, I came back to the living room and just bawled my eyes out. I kept thinking about how stupid it was that his insurance didn’t take effect until December. It just pisses me off. I was so tired I called Mario and asked him if he’d please come home so he can watch Jaylen so I could take a shower and get to bed. He said sure, and he listened to me cry some more about how horrible I felt that Jaylen was sick. We hang up and Mary calls me a few minutes later and says she’ll lend us the money to take him in to the doctor. I told her I appreciated it, but I knew all they were going to say was to give him a nebulizer treatment and give him something like Robitussin, which I was already doing. She says it’s okay, go ahead and take him just to be sure. He was coughing so bad I was sure he had pnuemonia already.

Jaylen had already calmed down and was in a deep sleep when Mario got home. I cried some more and he just held me while I told him how crappy my day was. Now that I think of it, I hate how all these little things accumulate throuhgout the day and just put me in a horrible mood. I’m not usually like this. It really sucks :(.

Jaylen was feeling yesterday morning, so he went ahead and went to school. This time, I made sure we were out the door by 7:35, the latest. I dropped them off on time and came back home. Woke Mario up and he got ready for work. I finished folding all the clean laundry that was strewn around the living room and then relaxed. Mom got home from her appointment at around 11 and John got home from work a little after that. Mom stayed here, making phone calls while John and I went to pick up Jaylen and take him to the doctor.

We get there, I tell them our situation (will pay in cash, no insurance till December) and she says that fine, if it’s a lot of money for whatever they have to do we can set up a payment plan. Cool. Appointment is for 2pm, we have about 2 hours to waste.

We go to Mario’s work to see him and give him an update about Jaylen. He’s actually doing really good, but is kind of moody because he’s sleepy. We plan to meet in about half an hour to have lunch together at a park, so we’d go to the mall first to get some stuff John needed.

John gets what he needs, we get some Caramel Avalanches at Gloria Jeans (his treat) and Jaylen starts throwing tantrums, literally throwing himself on the floor because he wants a yellow balloon. Where he expected me to get a balloon from, I don’t know, but we searched around while John went to the game stores asking questions about the Xbox. On the way to the bathrooms Jaylen decides to scream his head off–partly due to his balloon tantrum and partly because the mall was so empty there was a wonderful echo throughout the building. Grr. Everyone was staring at us. I was so frustrated I loudly told John, “You’d think these people never saw a kid throw a tantrum! May their kids be brats in public as well.” I’m hoping I cursed them with that last part. Like dealing with a screaming kid isn’t hard enough, they have to gawk and stare.

Jaylen continued to throw tantrums until we left the mall. Mario called and we decided not to eat lunch together since it was already 1:30 and we had to be at the appointment at 2. We get there and although we have the very first appointment, they let another lady and her kid in. Grr. The nurse peeks her head out about 10 minutes later and tells me there’s someone else before us, they’d call us after them. I feel my blood pressure rising and John covers his face because he knows how much I hate waiting at doctor’s offices, especially if we get to an appointment early. I tell the nurse, “So what am I supposed to do then? Just wait? Our appointment was at 2.” It was already 2:17. She goes back in to the office to talk to someone and comes back and says, “You’re next ma’am.” Thank you. John laughs and says, “I bet you they heard you bitching and said, ‘She’s a vish. We better let her in.'” LOL

Once we’re in the room the doctor sees us pretty quickly. She checks Jaylen’s chest and has him inhale and exhale a dozen times. She puts him on his belly and pats him on the back a few times. Her diagnosis: bad congestion. Treatment: nebulizer treatments every 4-6 hours and some Robitussin with an expectorant and decongestant. Already doing that. Final cost: $70. I told Mary they’d tell us just that. I felt stupid for going in and now we owe Mary $70, but like Mario said at least we know he doesn’t have pnuemonia. No wonder doctors are so rich.

Mary got out of work early to pick Eenan up since we weren’t going to make it back on time and we came home. Jaylen did his homework, Eenan did his at Mary’s when he got home and I cleaned up a bit and relaxed a little. Eenan later tells me they had policemen at their school for Red Ribbon week and Eenan was chosen to hide in a box so the K-9 could sniff him out. He said he was scared, but he did good LOL.

Poor Mom–she looked so tired and just worn out from having to fast yesterday. She was on a liquid diet, which is supposedly fine even though she’s diabetic. Her procedure was this morning. I hope she does okay since she’ll be drowsy when he gets out.

I watched two of my favorite shows last night (America’s Next Top Model and Biggest Loser) while I made meatloaf and cheesy scalloped potatoes. Yum. I felt much better then the day before; I hadly had any pain in the pelvic area. I still wonder what the heck was up with that.

The kids and I ate dinner, I put them to bed (with minimal coughing from Jaylen) and then Mario got home. He ate dinner and we watched TV for a little bit. He went for a drive and I took a shower and then we went to bed. I really need to start getting to bed earlier (or sleeping during the day when I get the chance) because I’m constantly exhausted.

Eenan had to leave to school early for UIL practice, so he quickly had breakfast and got ready and Mary dropped him off for me. I got Jaylen ready and dropped him off. I wasn’t even there with him for 5 minutes today–he’s getting much better at the seperation anxiety thing. Eenan has practice again afterschool, so I need to remember to pick Brandon and him up.

I think I’m going to take an hour and a half nap while I can. John’s off work today and he’s going to want to go get his car checked at Oreily’s and then get his inspection. I better get some rest. Will post about the last two weeks later (I’ve been slacking on the entry for a while now. It’s saved in my Drafts =\.)