Category: Weather

She’s Still In There, Don’t Worry

My baby shower was yesterday and it was even better than I could have asked for. There were a few discrepancies, like the hotel saying they seated 50 when they only had 32 chairs available and about 3-4 games that weren’t played since we forgot the pads of paper and pencils, but other than that, it was great :). I’ll post a more detailed entry about it tomorrow, hopefully with pictures (if I came out okay, that is).

We got tons of pink little outfits, and other friends and relatives were so generous with gift cards and money that we got just about everything we need for Alaethia’s arrival. I can happily say that I’m SO READY for her to be born!

John and I spent 2 hours shopping around at Target tonight getting important things we needed, like the carseat and stroller combo and diapers and all that sort of stuff. I also got a whole bunch of other little things on clearance, like a Boppy Slipcover (still have to go back for the actual Boppy, though!) and some outfits. We figured I should go tonight since this “Winter Freeze” is blanketing the Valley and I probably shouldn’t be driving around tomorrow when there’s sleet and ice on the roads.

I totally thought I was going into labor on Saturday. I felt sore and could barely walk–seriously felt like she was about to fall out. It was the strongest, sharpest round ligament pain I’d ever experienced. Jose came over to get something and got a little startled by my demeanor. He tattle-taled on me to Mary, Mom and Elda after they got home from shopping that day LOL. He thought I was faking being okay just so I could attend the baby shower :P.

I was feeling great the day of the baby shower, Sunday, which was totally weird. I’m feeling fine right now, and that’s because I spent the night driving and walking around. I am getting little jabs of pain every-so-often, and it feels like she’s using my bladder as a trampoline (I’m not kidding!) so maybe sometime soon. There’s 14 days left. Mayra told me yesterday that she’s predicting–just has a feeling–that I’ll go into labor by Thursday or Friday.

She (and her daughter, Sharlyze) have this foresight about things. Her daughter predicted, even before I was pregnant with Alaethia, that I was going to have a daughter. She even predicted that Mario wanted to start trying for a baby before he even mentioned anything about it! I’m totally psyched about Thursday and Friday LOL. It would be ideal if it happened on Friday, while Mario’s at home. But we do have bills to pay that day, so maybe she should wait till Saturday, if anything :P.

Well, I’m exhausted and need to take a quick shower so I shall leave you now. I’ll totally post if there’s any change!

Death Warmed Over

I’ve always wondered what people mean when they say they feel like “death warmed over” and I think I’m finally experiencing it for myself.

I can’t believe I was healthy this whole pregnancy (well, if you don’t count the slight cold I had at the beginning) and ended up sick as a dog just a few weeks before giving birth. Totally bringing back memories of the nasty upper respiratory infection I had while pregnant with Jaylen.

I’d go to the doctor, but see, the last time I went in for something like a cold, I was waiting to be seen for 3 frickin’ hours, just to be prescribed some purple cough medicine that worked the same as Robitussin DM. I have Robitussin DM…I just don’t want to take it because it’s an expectorant and that means it “makes coughs more productive” to get rid of phlem better. I’d hate to feel what it’s like to have a more “productive” cough. My cough’s being quite productive on it’s own; feels like my back and chest are going to cave into each other.

I woke up so many times last night. I woke up to pee at least 3 times, woke up at 3am because I was ravenous–that’s never happened before during any of my pregnancies. I seriously felt like I hadn’t eaten all day. I grabbed a baggy of trail mix and ate till my intestines stopped trying to eat Alaethia.

Take into account the slight storm that was passing over us and add about three more abrupt awakenings because of the darn thunder. I’m surprised I’m concious enough to even be typing this up. The coffee I’m drinking (to help soothe my shredded throat) is probably helping me stay awake, but that’ll wear off in like, 5 minutes.

I’d LOVE to take a nap, but I know as soon as my head hits that pillow the phone will ring, Mom and John will be at the door coming over to “visit” (which means they just want to sit on my couch and watch my TV [mom] and use my internet [John]), and one of the kiddos will smack the other and they’ll run into my room to tattle.

Yeah, I think I’ll stay awake. Feeling sleepy is probably better than the pounding headache I’d develop for waking up even more during my nap.

Coffee’s wearing off. Going to try and…clean or something.

Mother’s Day Weekend

I hope all the Mommys out there had a wonderful Mother’s Day!

Mine was nice and eventful. We woke up on Sunday morning and John, Mom, Mario, the boys and I headed to McDonald’s for breakfast. We went to visit Gramma afterwards. I was pretty disappointed by the nurse’s/CNA’s/supervisor’s service that day. Gramma had ants on the table beside her bed. I pressed the call button to have a nurse come over and help and nobody ever came. When I peeked out the door I could see all the nurses circled around the nurse’s station, chatting. The alarm sounds at the station; it doesn’t stop until you come to the room to turn it off. I started getting really frustrated thinking, “What if there was an emergency and these bitches never came to check on her?” I took a deep breath and calmly walked over to the station to let them know what was going on. I let them know how I was disappointed that they’d take so long, or rather not go check on her at all. The nurse that was in charge of her that day said (in Spanish, because she didn’t understand English), “I already checked on her. What does she need?” I told her, “So since you already checked on her you’re not checking on her again? What if there was an emergency?” She goes into the room and tells Gramma, “Sorry, Love, there’s nothing I can do about the ants.” And leaves.

We visit with Gramma a little longer and then I tell everyone I was going to put in a complaint. Mario and John scurry off as fast as they can to the truck, because it embarrasses them, how I “make a scene”. Well, I talk to their sorry excuse for a supervisor, who’s just as incompetent as the nurses, and basically tells me that I’m wrong, the nurse is right. So much for customer service.

We had time to kill before our movie, so we went to the mall. We got some iced coffees at Gloria Jean’s and walked around. We went to Circuit City afterwards, where Mario got himself some CDs. He kept telling me to buy myself something but it never fails that when I actually have money nothing appeals to me. All the cute shirts I liked at 5-7-9 before looked drab and boring. We went to Ross after Circuit City, where I always find something I like, but no such luck this time.

We met Mary and Noelia at the movies to watch The Wild–not my first choice. The kids had been wanting to watch that cartoon since it first came out and we kept promising to go but we never did. It was actually a cute movie–I thought I was going to hate it.

Mary had something to do after the movie, so she and Noelia left. Since Mario had promised Gramma dinner, something other than the bland, goopy stuff they serve her there, we bought her some barbacoa tacos and took them to her. After Mom fed her we left to have dinner ourselves. Mario gave me the choice, so I chose Johnny Carino’s. Mario was certain he’d hate it, because he’s not a fan of Italian like I am.

We ordered Calamari, which was great–even the kids were grabbing handfuls. I ordered Spicy Shrimp and Chicken, which wasn’t supposed to be “that spicy” according to the waiter. Mario ordered Lasagna, which he said would base his decision on whether we’d ever go there again or not. The kids ordered pizzas, which were actually whole medium-sized pizzas. Our meals came with soup, so we got the potato soup and it was delicious. Mario said it was the best he’s ever eaten. I’d never tasted it before at all, but I loved it. When our food came we were highly disappointed, although I was really trying to hide it since I was adamant on going there regardless of Mario’s warnings.

My “not that spicy” dish was the spiciest damn thing I’ve ever eaten. And it had a total of two measly shrimps in it. Mario didn’t like his lasagna at all, so he told me to have some of his since he didn’t want it anymore. It had this weird taste–an insane amount of oregano or anise, I couldn’t tell, but it was gross. It was less expensive there than it would have been at Red Lobster, my 2nd choice, though. Needless to say, first and last time at Johnny Carino’s.

We went to Wal-Mart to get house-cleaning supplies and groceries and then came home. It was 8:30 when we got here–we were literally in town all day.

I put everything away when we got here and sat down on the rug in front of the TV for some scrapbooking. Mario left to Chris’ so it was just me and Jaylen; I’d already put Eenan in bed for school the next day.

Mary had come by earlier and said to keep candles and flashlights out since we were under a thunderstorm warning. I thought nothing of it since just a few nights before we’d been under a warning, but nothing ever happened. Well this time, it did. The lights went out at around 11:30 or 12. Jaylen stayed near me while he lit the way with his Gameboy so I could light candles. I couldn’t find my lighter anywhere since Mario had taken it. Mario got here before I started panicking and we lit as many candles as we could. He gets a call from his Mom to move the van out of the carport and move the Equinox in. He went out there and I lost sight of him as soon as he walked out the door. The wind and dirt were flying around so fast and hard it stung when it hit you. And the noises! I thought it was a tornado for sure. We layed out the futon in the living room and brought Eenan over from the bedroom. We dragged Eenan’s twin into the living room and Mario and I layed there (just like when we first started living together!). We shut the door to the bedroom just in case the windows broke apart–it sounded like they were going to, they were rattling so bad. We went to sleep around 1:30 or 2, and the lights came back on at 3:15, according to John who was awake all night. When we woke up the next day we saw branches all over the yard, part of the wooden fence had fallen down. When I watched the news later they talked about a mobile home that had been thrown on it’s side and another home that had the roof torn off and was left tilted. They said it was only a thunderstorm with 60mph winds. I’d HATE to know what a tornado feels like. This was really scary.

As for today, I’m going to watch some movies I rented and finish with laundry. I feel so bored and I don’t know why :(.

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