So much has been going on I don’t even know where to start. Work from Thursday on was okay. Doing the same things over and over again (like filing–bleh) but at least I’ve learned how to take payments without help and I’m getting better and better at closing at the end of the day. The “box” would have come out perfectly today had there not been a discrepancy that wasn’t at all my, or Emma or Eliza’s, doing.
Aunt Nora and I ate lunch together Thursday and Friday. We did a “mall run”, which is something Aunt Nora likes to do often, and then ate back at the office. I got 4 pretty necklaces to go with my outfits on Friday, 3 of which were on sale at JC Penny.
Mary, Noelia and Jorge got here Friday and we all got together that night and talked. Tia Alicia, Amelia, and Aurora stopped by also.
I went to work on Saturday. It went by surprisingly fast. An hour went by where the girls (Emma and Eliza) were giving me a mini makeover and another hour where a lady had her daughter dancing for us like Shakira. We meet some interesting people there LOL.
I met Mario for lunch after work. We ate at Taco Bell and then stopped at H-E-B for something important. He drove back to work, gave me a kiss and told me to call him as soon as I found out. I got home and took that special something and this was the result:
Yep. I’m preggers :). You can barely tell in the picture that the second window’s a plus sign, and at first I thought, “Nah, I’m not pregnant”, but the pamphlet said it didn’t matter how light the plus sign is as long as it’s there. Mario and I’d been trying since the end of March following the ovulation cycle tracker Mrs. C-R. taught me, and well, it seems to have worked :). I was so thrilled, and scared at the same time as I just started working and I knew, just knew there were going to be a few rotten apples in the bunch who had to put in their unwanted 2 cents. I won’t lie, I was shitting bricks when I started having the symptoms that I was pregnant (sore boobs, nausea, hungry every 2 hours, etc.)–I don’t know how I’m going to do it to get insurance since my job doesn’t offer it. I was going to apply at another job, much closer to home even, but I get out too late and basically can’t do anything, not even go to the doctor since they close at 5:30 and it takes me 30 minutes to get to the doctor’s office. When I started having a nervous breakdown on Friday night during my shower, Mario’s the one who reassured me that everything would be fine, and he had this goofy grin on his face and said, “Get a test tomorrow, I want to find out.”
Later on that night he hugged me and said, “It might be baby time!” I don’t know if he was really that excited or if he was just trying to make me feel better, but if it was the latter, it worked. I can’t express how much he means to me.
So yeah, I’m pregnant! I still can’t believe it! I really want to be thrilled about this pregnancy so I’m hoping God will lead me to do what I need to do. I’ve got so many things running through my head right now I can’t even enjoy being pregnant. Then there’s those people who think I care what their opinion is saying things like, “You should have waited!” I think my husband and I are adult enough to plan our own lives, thankyouverymuch, and yes, I may be having this insurance dilemma, but I assure you I’ll figure it out. I always do. I’m even keeping this hidden from my collegues for now. Not until I figure out what I’m going to do.
Oh, and Eenan had his awards ceremony at school today and he got a trophy for perfect attendance all year and a medal for A & B honor roll. I’m so thrilled for him :). He’s adorable 🙂
Jaylen’s busy learning his alphabet and is just thrilled about his new brother or sister. Both of them were so happy when I told them on Saturday. They’re both wishing for their sister :).
It’s 7, so I gotta get on the ball and figure out what I’m making for dinner. There’s leftover lasagna from the dinner I made for the whole family yesterday (yes, even more stress, but Mario helped me so everything came out alright) but nah, I’ll make something else.
Man, I feel like I’m getting hot flashes .
Matthew Thomas was born on Saturday morning weighing 7 lbs. 14.6 oz.–and he was four and a half weeks early! He’s such a beautiful baby. He’s got the chubbiest cheeks, chubbier that even Eenan’s were at birth. I just want to squeeze and nuzzle him. He was born with a full head of hair. I’d forgotten just how soft and silky brand-new baby hair feels.
I went to visit him and Yadira around noon with Mom. We took her some flowers and were really quiet in her room since she needed total silence. Her blood pressure was still high so the doctors were trying to keep her as calm as possible. Mom, Mary (who’d stayed with her since 4 a.m. and was present for Matthew’s birth), and I whispered amongst ourselves while she rested. Mary went out to do something and Yadira couldn’t sleep so we talked. Her pediatric nurse, Tony, came in and told her how Matthew was doing. They were running glucose tests on him since she had Gestational Diabetes and his sugars were low. Babies are supposed to be around 45, but he’d gone down to 33 and Tony was afraid he’d go lower so they were keeping an eye on him. He said if it got lower Matthew might go into a coma. That’s scary to hear. Matthew was fine within a few hours so he got to visit and feed with his Mama.
I decided that I need to take care of myself, especially since I want to have another baby soon. I haven’t had Gestational Diabetes with either of my pregnancies, but I couldn’t forgive myself if I didn’t eat well and excersize and I got it this time around. Mom and Dad both have Diabetes, so there’s a chance I might get it, but with a proper diet and excersize I should be fine.
I have at least 15 lbs. exactly to lose before I’ll allow myself to get pregnant, which I’d really like to get a move on already . I thought once Matthew was born it would be enough to satisfy my baby hunger, but I think he just made me want a baby even more (he’s so CUTE!). I’ve been thinking of conceiving for the past few months and kept hinting to Mario about it who would just say he wanted to have our house first before we had another child. It made me sad to think about it, that he didn’t want to try, but I started thinking maybe it was for the better that we waited. Although my uterus yearns to be occupied, I kept thinking about finishing school and starting work and how a baby wouldn’t be possible at the moment.
Tonight, my husband came home and tossed my birth control pills in the trash. I’m so ready for this. I’ve got names picked out and everything. Who knows when we’ll actually start to try; what with him working all the time and school and the kids and housework draining me out it seems impossible to even start trying, but it thrills me to know he’s come around this time, and hopefully for sure. We’re not telling anyone till we actually know we’ve conceived . Maybe I shouldn’t be writing about this here…
I got this wonderful news about Mario wanting to try for a baby after I got a call from Mary that our Padrino, Arturo, was found dead, probably murdered, at his ranch. Our Madrina, Oralia, couldn’t find him for two days and today in the afternoon, they found him. His truck and body were completely burned. It makes me sick to think of it–of how someone could be so damn inhuman to do something like this. We hadn’t seen them in so long; I feel horrible. Why would anyone have something against him? I just don’t get it at all. We’re going over there tomorrow to visit Oralia and pay our respects. I don’t know how I’ll be able to see her that way. They’d fight all the time, playfully most of the time, but she spent most of her life with him. She just had him ripped away from her, just like that. It came out on the news tonight, the first breaking story they had, but didn’t say much. God, I just can’t believe it. I hope they find/catch whoever’s behind this.
I should go take my shower now and try to think of the good things instead of the very, very unfortunate.