Author: Yajaira

Let me just say how much I hate WordPress at this moment in time. I hate when I get that stupid “you must enable referrers” crap. I tried saving and editing and *poof* my entry was gone just like that. Fucker.

Anyway, since my other entry where I felt like I’d just die from my sinus headache, I’ve been feeling pretty healthy. I took a regular Tylenol that night, just to see if it would work (because it didn’t the last time I had a headache) and lo-and-behold it worked. Too bad it was 11pm and I was already getting ready for bed.

Mario and I ran a few errands on Friday. A few errands took about 3 hours, so by the time we got home he ended up falling asleep on the couch and didn’t do anything he needed to do to the bedrooms.

We got some stuff we needed from Home Depot, Pet Smart (food for Liz–she’s spoiled and refuses to eat the canned dead crickets and meal worms we bought her. She only wants live ones!), went to Mary’s office and then had lunch at Jesse’s Restaurant. I know we did more, but I can’t remember now.

I went to the storage units later on with Andy, Mary and Noelia since Mary got a unit in the same storage place we’re at. I had 5 plastic totes full of baby boy clothes, 2 strollers, 1 infant car seat and 2 booster seats. That’s because I have 2 more booster seats at home for Eenan and Jaylen. Garage sale time?

The next day I went to Mexico (Nuevo Progresso) with Mary, Noelia, and Andy. We got Revolution flea/tick medicine for our dogs ($24 for 3 months as opposed to $18 for every application at the vet every month) at the Vet. That store smelled so bad. I had to run out for fresh air because I almost puked. That had never happened before.

We got all the candy we needed for Eenan’s party. Mary got half and I got half. It was so hard choosing which candies to get–everything looked so good!

I also got some chocolate liquor candies for Mario; Jack Daniel’s and Jose Cuervo. I want to go back to the Canada Store to get some curios to decorate the living room with when all the remodeling’s done. I also want to go back to get a few more cute “fake” bags. I bought a somewhat similar copy to the Dooney Stars bag. I never thought I’d buy a fake bag, because most of the time they look tacky in my opinion, but this one won my heart and was only $13.

We went to Target to get Eenan’s gift, exchange my blouse (Target’s maternity section SUCKS and is totally ugly), and some pens for the party bags. Next stop was lunch at Golden Dragon and then Party Universe for the party bags. We got home at 4pm–I was exhausted. All I wanted to do was rest, but instead I got to filling the goody bags for the next day.

I got up early the next morning and gave the kids breakfast, cut their hair, cut John’s hair, bathed the children, dressed them, got Mario’s things together (because he doesn’t “know where anything is”), then got myself ready. We picked up the cake at 12:15 and got to Peter Piper by 12:45. We waited 15 minutes then went in to set up.

Everyone started getting there by 1:15 and the pizzas weren’t anywhere in sight. There was a girl attending our table and another table and the other table was definitely being quite bossy. The girl would forget to get stuff for us because there other people were so demanding and constantly “needed” her. I quickly got annoyed and told Mario, “Last time we’re having a party here.” Then I noticed the girl was right behind me when I said that and after that orders started flowing more smoothly. We did everything in a timely manner. Everyone got to eat as much as they wanted, there was plenty of cake and ice cream and even goody bags left over for some adults LOL. Eenan had fun. He kept asking, “Are we having cake yet?” Because he knows as soon as you have cake, you get to open presents! He got some pretty awesome presents and was just thrilled. He said it was the best birthday ever. A few of our friends didn’t go, but that’s cool. We had a good turnout anyway. And the best part? It was SO not as expensive as I thought it would be.

He didn’t really want to smile as you can see.

I know I’ve mentioned this before, but whenever the kids have a birthday, the “non-birthday” boy gets a small gift, too. Just to prevent any tears or hurt feelings. Or worse, a tantrum in public.

So, yay. It feels nice and liberating after one of the kids’ parties. And I was thinking, after the baby’s born we’re going to have a party once every 3 months and then 6 months after that. Crazy!

I took Mom to her Endochrinologist appointment yesterday. She was having lots of trouble with her insulin. She was to the point where she would sweat profusely, get dizzy and feel extreme fatigue after injecting herself. The first thing that went off in our heads was ‘too much insulin’ and sure enough, when we told the doctor her symptoms he said it was the insulin. She was hypoglycemic and could have possibly gone into insulin shock. Her doctor lowered her insulin intake and she seemed to do much better this morning.

We went to see Gramma afterwards. She’s doing fine and is healthy :). Aunt Nora had called the day before because Gramma wanted to know why we hadn’t visited her in 2 weeks. I told her about Mom’s appointments and how she was doing and then finally told her I’m expecting. She wasn’t preachy or rude at all. I’m so relieved.

As for the remodeling, most of the sheetrock’s up, except for a few panels where they’ll need to work on the electricity. Remember the hole in my living room with the exposed studs?

Well, now it looks like this:

We already have the extra 3 boxes of joint compound for the texture on the walls and whatever places need to be taped/floated. After the taping/floating/texture, the electricity, and trim’s done it’s time to paint! I can’t wait to paint and then start decorating :)! I feel so anxious to get everything ready. I feel like my pregnancy’s going to swoosh by as soon as I hit 4 months.

I can’t wait :).

I had the weirdest dream last night. Well, this morning actually. I was already in labor and Mario and I had decided that this time we’d have a Home Birth. We were both trained in everything we needed to do in case complications arose. When it was time to deliver, Mario of course cut the umbillical cord and did everything necessary during a delivery. When he wrapped the baby up in a blanket and put the baby on my chest I noticed it was a boy. I started panicking and said, “Where’s my girl?! What happened to our baby girl??”

In my dream I could feel myself hyperventilating and as Mario tried to calm me down I kept yelling, “There should be another one coming! The doctor said there were two babies and one’s a girl!”

An hour passed and nothing. No baby. Not even the afterbirth appeared after having the baby boy. We were getting ready to go to the hospital when I “woke up” from that dream in the dream and started telling Mario about it. We were walking with a stroller in tow downtown in McAllen. Then an old classmate from Middle School (Daisy) passed by us with a stroller and asked what had happened. And then I woke up.

I felt strange when I woke up–almost disappointed and then guilty for feeling disappointed. I kept thinking, “What if this baby is a boy and all this time I’ve felt it in my gut that it’s a girl?” I thought I was prepared and fine with the idea of having another son if this wasn’t a baby girl. At the same time, I feel like my maternal instincts are failing me since I’m almost certain this baby’s a girl. Then panic set in and I thought, “We haven’t even thought of a decent boy name!”

Maybe I’m subconciously preparing myself just in case this is a boy since my 15 week appointment is next Wednesday. This is the appointment where they may just tell me the baby’s gender. I’m also nervous because they’ll be doing the AFP bloodwork and that’s the point with Jaylen’s pregnancy when everything started going wrong. I was hoping for a girl last time and once I found out I would possibly loose Jaylen due to a chromosome defect I immediately started praying for a healthy baby and felt horrible for wishing for a certain gender–I didn’t care if it was a girl or a boy anymore. I’ve constantly prayed that this baby be healthy, no matter what sex it is because I don’t want history to repeat itself.

I know every pregnancy is different, but I’m so scared that they’re going to say that the AFP came back abnormal like last time. I’m not having an amniocentesis this time, no matter what the results are. But at the same time, I’m nervous that something could possibly go wrong. It’s so nerve wracking. I’m probably reading too much into it, but I’m a worrier at heart.

We’ll see. I’m nervously awaiting next week’s appointment. In the meantime, Mario and I better start agreeing on a boy name we both like, just in case ;).

I have the worst sinus headache. Even worse than the last one that lasted 3-4 days. It started last night and my God, I couldn’t even walk around this morning. Every step made my head throb. I hope it’s not a sinus infection; a sinus headache is bad enough. I have a list of OTC medicines I can take and Tylenol Sinus is one of them. Of course, I don’t have Tylenol Sinus because I’ve never had sinus trouble to where I have to take medication. I hope the in-laws have some. I can’t stand this!

I thought having migraines while pregnant was bad–sinus headaches could be a little worse.

I got the invitations for Eenan’s party yesterday and also got some chips for the goody bags. I ordered the cake, too. Now all we need are the goody bags and the rest of the candy. Mary and I will be going to Mexico this weekend to get the rest of the candy (I can get a few that I’ve been craving myself :)). I’m just afraid of all the violence over there.

My dad-in-law started working on the taping and floating in the rooms yesterday. I helped a little (there’s something therapeutic about slopping squishy stuff on your walls then scraping the excess off) then went to run errands. I’m so happy with the progress in the room. I wish it were already done since I’m impatient like that, but for only working on it a few times a week they’re going pretty fast. Mario got out of work early yesterday and worked on a wall, but got mad once a huge piece of sheetrock almost squashed him.

OK, I can’t take it anymore. I was hoping sitting up would help with the headache but I’m feeling worse. Sorry I haven’t gotten back to anyone–I will as soon as I’m feeling better and have all of Eenan’s party things in order.