We have a new member in the family. What happened was, Mario wanted a dog. Yazmin just so happened to get a puppy from a lady that works with Yadira. She didn’t want him anymore, and since Mario had asked if the lady had any more, she gave it to us. So now, I’m caring for a pee-happy puppy. This is what usually happens when Mario wants a dog–I end up doing all the work. Grr. Brings back memories of being 9 months pregnant with Jaylen and picking up Killer’s poop. He is cute though.

His name’s Louie by the way (Yazmin named him that after Louie Vouitton, or however the hell you spell his name), and he’s a Cocker Spaniel/Terrier mix. It sucks I had to roll up my pretty new rug just in case he’d pee/poop on it though.

Other than wasting rolls of toilet paper picking up pee and poop, I started on my sewing project before I never got it done. I’d already bought the fabric for that long curtain I wanted to make for the closet in the living room. Since they never finished the trim and doors for that closet and it was such an eyesore, I figured I’d make my own door. My dad-in-law came in today saying they’d work on it (and the rooms, yes!) next week. Woo hoo! Even if they don’t work on the closet, I’d love for them to do the trim of the walkway that separates the kitchen and living room. That’s more important to me.

So yeah, I started on it yesterday and it took a few hours to complete. When I went up on the ladder (Mom was having a fit–she was sure I’d fall), installed the curtain rod and put the curtain on the rod I realized it was about 9 inches too short. I had to go back and cut another 13 inches of fabric (4 extra to allow for the hem) and sew that piece to the curtain. It looks pretty awesome, except for the fact that the right side looks 3 inches shorter than the left, but oh well. It’ll give myself credit, especially since it’s about 9 feet of fabric I had to cut evenly with only a tiny table to work on. You can see a picture of it here.

I have two birthday parties to go to tomorrow. One of Paul’s daughter’s (I’m not sure which one since he wasn’t sure!), and Mrs. C-R’s little boy’s. I’m going to be out of the house from about 1-8pm! I need to leave early to pick up their gifts at Target. I hope I can contain myself from buying the adorable baby clothes Target always has!

Man, I wish I had extra, extra spending money. There’s so much decorating I’d love to do around here. I need a job, but I won’t settle for anything that’s super far away. It looks like that’s all I’ll be able to get though–something in McAllen. I’ve been scrounging around the internet and the paper looking for jobs close by, but there’s NOTHING. I just sent in another application to another bank. This one actually asked for a resume so we’ll see. I won’t hold my breath though *emo-ness*.

Ok, I’m 30 minutes late on starting dinner. God, I have no idea what to make anymore! I feel like I make the same things over and over again. Mmm…I could sure go for some of those tacos I made yesterday…avocado and sour cream…so bad, but oh so good :(.

I wish I could just make a casserole or something–something I don’t have to actually be standing over the stove for. I have a question for my visitors: what are some quick, easy meals you know? And if possible, could you direct me to some recipe’s or a website?

My mole removal went much better than I thought it would. I had visions of bleeding to death (as Mom would tell me when I was little when I’d be messing with any mole), the Doctor inserting the needle of anesthesia into my Jugular and I’d die, and many other morbid thoughts.

I even Googled “mole removal” and “mole removal complications” and was freaking myself out. While Googling I discovered my “mole” wasn’t really a mole…it was more of a skin tag, which is still gross. I guess Mario is right. I am a hypochondriac :(.

So I get to the doctor’s office and wait patiently while playing Solitaire on my phone. They call me in and I feel like I’m going to throw up from how nervous I am. They take my vitals (I’ve gained 2 lbs. already–eek!) then usher me into my room. The doctor comes in and greets me and asks what my visit’s for. I tell him I’m there to remove the mole. His eyes light up and he says, “So you’re going to do it? Great!”

He examines the mole and tugs and pulls at it. He asks if I had any other concerns so I show him the mole on my hip and he says that one’s not a problem at all. He says, “You know, I won’t even need anesthesia for it or anything. We’ll just cut it off.” I laugh and when I notice he’s not kidding I get nervous again.

He comes back in with a nurse (the nice nurse my Mom likes). As the doctor was writing something down we start talking about the mole. He asks how long I’ve had it and I said most of my life, but I noticed that in the past few years it started getting bigger. I told them about how Mario’s always teasing me about it and how he has a pet name for it.

The doctor laughs. “What does he call it?”

I look down and feel my face get red-hot. “Juliet.”

The doctor and the nurse both laugh and he says, “Well, at least it’s a pretty name. You poor thing!”

I was standing against the table as he approaches me with some sterile tweezers and scissors. All of this was happening in slow motion of course. When he gets near enough to where he’s actually going to grab the mole I jump foward and say, “Wait, wait, wait! Explain to me what you’re going to do. You’re just gonna cut it?” He tells me to sit on the table and says he’s just going to snip it. The nurse assures me that I’ll be fine. She says, “I had one removed just like that. Not as big, but it was hanging by a thread like yours. It didn’t hurt at all. You’ll just feel a little sting.”

I sit on the table and tell the nurse to hold my hand. The doctor cuts the mole off in about 2 seconds and all I felt was a tiny prick of pain. They were impressed that it didn’t bleed at all–it still hasn’t. The nurse put it away for me and said I should scare Mario with it. We joked around for a few minutes about how I should put it on my nose or my forehead. Dr. C. said I should put it on his plate when I serve him his dinner, buahaha.

When we stopped joking around I asked about their OB/GYN procedures: when do they see the patients, what do they usually do during the very first office visit and so on. They say they take vitals, draw blood and do a sonogram. The nurse told me I should start seeing them for the pregnancy and they won me over. It was totally different at the other office. They didn’t even do vitals, which I found really strange. I also didn’t like that a whole bunch of different doctors would be seeing me and whoever was on call the day I was ready to give birth would be the one to deliver. At this office, Dr. C. would be my sole doctor and would deliver when the time came. He also explains everything in detail, which I like.

They gave me a sonogram right then and there. I saw my 7 1/2 week old baby and I felt so relieved to see that little heart beating. I don’t know how it is for other pregnant women, but for me it just doesn’t feel totally real until you hear/see that heart. It’s a tiny speck of a baby right now and they assured me that it’s just one ;).

They drew blood right afterwards and I left the office feeling really good. I’m glad I’m going with them for my prenatal care.

I’ve got the rest of the day to relax and do chores, like finishing laundry. I also need to remember to ask Big Mario to measure the room so we can start buying the materials we’ll need. I hate being a bother though, he’s always so busy.

Hmm, I was thinking of posting before and after pics and a pic of the mole but I think that would be too gross :P. Yeah, I think I’ll pass. I changed my mind. Click only if you don’t feel like barfing or feeling nauseous!

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I’m going to love tomorrow. So far, I have absolutely nothing planned, and I couldn’t be happier. I’ve been out and about since Friday.

Mario accompanied me to my doctor’s appointment on Friday morning. Mom watched the boys for us. It took forever for them to call us, but I’d rather they take long calling us than having to spend all that time driving to another doctor. We found out I’m 7 weeks along (since Saturday) and my estimated due date is January 28th. Since Mom and Dad both have diabetes, my next appointment’s going to be the one where they give me that really sweet orange drink and check me for diabetes. They usually don’t do that till the 28th week or something like that, but I guess since both my parents have it they’re doing it the 12th week.

I won’t be getting a sonogram till 16 weeks and oh my gosh, I can’t wait! I can’t wait to just hear the heartbeat; I’ll hopefully get to hear it on the dopplar (sp?) during my 12th week appointment. Just like my other pregnancies, it won’t feel totally “real” till I hear that heartbeat.

It still catches me by surprise that I’m pregnant. I can’t believe it. And as the days pass, I’m getting more and more excited about meeting this little person. Mario’s super thrilled. I didn’t think he was going to be as excited as I am, but I find him talking about the baby whenever we’re having a quiet moment :).

We had Whataburger after my appointment on Friday, then went to watch Cars. I LOVED it! Mader was adorable :). Larry the Cable guy’s hilarious to begin with so he did a great job as Mader. The kids loved the movie, too. Jaylen ended up falling asleep at the end of the movie since it was sort of long, but he was all into the parts he got to see.

We went to Wal-Mart afterwards but I can’t really remember for what.

The next morning was Matthew’s Baptism. Jaylen was the only one who went with me, Eenan didn’t want to go. There were SO many Baptisms–I didn’t know they did mass Baptisms like that. I swear, there were like 20 babies/kids waiting to be Baptised.

I brought Jaylen home so that mom could watch him while I paid some bills. John went with me to the mall so I could pay my JC Penny personal plan payment and then we walked around. I tried looking for something for Mario for Father’s Day, but that boy doesn’t drop hints at all and he’s so picky I can’t just *pick* something for him.

We got hungry so I got a strawberry/banana smoothie from Frulatti Cafe and then we ate at McDonald’s. We came home and then I got the kids ready for a graduation dinner Mario’s aunt and uncle were having for their son, Oscar. I was sort of jittery about going, since I expected Mario’s grandma Ofelia to tease me about having a third child. (She had 14 herself–wow!) Everyone was really excited about the pregnancy, though! And we also found out two of Mario’s cousins are expecting as well and one of them’s having TWINS! Craziness. I start freaking out a little thinking, “Oh God, is it a possibility?! Maybe that’s why my pants already don’t fit!” But nah, I think twins are a zero to none possibility for us.

The food was great at the dinner, the presentation was sweet, and the kids behaved exceptionally well. Mary was a lifesaver and picked up crayons and coloring books at the Dollar General before we left for the party. Everyone was impressed with how well behaved they were.
If only the little boogers were like that all the time!

I went with Mary and Noelia to Cindy’s bridal shower the next day. It was at a really nice restaurant. The games were all entertaining and the whole atmosphere at the restaurant was just really nice. They had tangerine iced tea, the salad was sweet (it had raspberries and mandarin oranges in it), I had Mango Chicken with Alfredo pasta (both were SO good!), and then dessert was some flan-type stuff but it was raspberry flavored with some tart raspberry sauce on top. We talked with the cousins and everyone congratulated us on the pregnancy. We even had a conversation about Myspace! It was really nice seeing everyone. I thought the way the tea was presented was so pretty, and the centerpieces contained real flowers!

Mary and Noelia dropped me off with Mario. He still had an hour to get out of work, so I chatted on the phone with Mayra for about an hour (the usual time our conversations last LOL). When he got out, we went to eat at Chilli’s since he hadn’t eaten lunch at all. I had some strawberry lemonade and some nachos since I was stuffed from the bridal shower. Mario had a Philly Cheese Steak he was craving and some buffalo wings. We had a great time talking, then headed off to Circuit City, where we got the kids a new Xbox controller and Cars game and then to Target, just to look around. I ended up buying some brown throw pillows to match the rug. I want to go back for some teal-colored satin pillows with a brown butterfly appliqued on it. It would match the rug and tile perfectly. I still need to remember to buy my khaki futon cover. The room will almost look complete after I get the cover. I just hate that they’re so darn expensive!

As for today, I got the kids and myself ready and we, along with Mom, went to get the license plate stickers for the Sentra. It didn’t take long at all, so we went to visit Mario and I asked him if he wanted to go eat lunch. It was only 11:45, and he doesn’t eat till 1 so we went to Papa John’s to get some pizza. It took forever for them to make it but it gave us enough time to eat and then take a Medium pizza to Mario for his lunch. It was delicious. And they didn’t even ask me for the coupon I had LOL.

After dropping the pizza off to Mario, we went to Wal-Mart. I got some bread and fruits I was craving and Mom got what she needed and then we came home. I took a good 1 hour nap–I felt so exhausted. Lisa came over to Mary’s last night and I went over there after doing my chores. We talked about weddings and kids and all that jazz. It was cool.

Blah. I feel exhausted now and that’s because I just ate a while ago. You’d think I’d have more energy after eating Raviolli.

I just remembered: the kids need haircuts so I’ll have to end up leaving the house tomorrow. Darn. At least the salon’s down the street. Then Wednesday I have an appointment to get the mole on my neck removed (finally!) and I have to take Mom to her diabetes specialist on Thursday. It never ends!