Merry Christmas!

It's snowing! :) We are in NC with my parents having blast. Lately Antonio has been having a bottle at 11pm and getting up at 8am! It's awesome to 'sleep in'.

I'll write more when we get back to FL but I hope everyone is having a wonderful Christmas!

Holy Update!

List form for this post...

1. I'm back to work and it's crazier than ever. I've got a great schedule down packed in the morning so that I'm able to get up and out the door in time to get to work by 7:30am. :)

2. Antonio is 2.5 mths old. At his last check up he was 24 inches long and he weighed 12.5 lbs! (He has to weigh more by now zomg). He drinks 5oz milk during the day and 6oz at night. He's actually SLEEPING through the night!! He gets his last bottle between 10pm-12am and sleeps until 5-6am! xD

3. Tony's still unemployed BUT he's doing so much more at home to help me out. He's working with a recruiter to try and get him something, anything.

4. Antonio and I are going to NC for Christmas. Tony refuses to go because he doesn't think it's fair that we didn't see him mom for Thanksgiving. She was supposed to come down and at the last minute she couldn't. Sorry, I didn't have the money for it. So my parents got me the ticket. We'll be there Dec 22 - Dec 29. I am going to LOVE being there for almost a week. I miss my parents and sister so much. They haven't met the baby yet either!

I'll post again as soon as I can :)

We've moved!

That's why I haven't posted. Between packing and getting everything over to the place addition to a cranky baby...it wasn't easy.

Now we need to unpack.

If my SIL (who's a neat freak) showed up at my house today, she'd flip the hell out. There's boxes and unpacked stuff that doesn't have a home right now.

I need to buy a coffee table, bookcase, pantry shelf and other odds and ends.

Lord help me.

<3

::Insert Diabolical Laugh Here::

Well I have to explain why I'm laughing ever so diabolically (spelling??). 

Bueno, my son HATES his bassinet. Something about the walls of the bassinet being too close together so his long arms wack the sides whenever he tries to stretch. So I bought a co sleeper thing that goes in your bed. 

I was never a fan of co sleeping. I always (and still do) believe kids should sleep in their own beds and parents have their own bed. But, he's so little and well...he cries like he's on fire when I put him in the basinett. (And I think secretly he likes being in between mom and dad). 

Honestly, it's what works and what allows me to sleep (he no longer will sleep longer than 20-30min in his swing). I would have gone insane by now.



Back to my diabolical laugh.


Well i put the co sleeper thing INSIDE the bassinet and wouldn't you know it. The little stinker is passed the eff out in it. WOO.

When we move, he's going to sleep in his crib, that's going to be in our bed room.

Not like we have a lot of furniture anyway. 

So tonight...for the first time in many many nights...I'm going to cuddle with my husband for like two hours before I feed Antonio again :)

Please excuse me for the insanity that is this post. It's 1:44am and I've been packing and painting all day. The paint fumes have made me loopy.

<3

I really should be sleeping...

The cranky monster's feeding is at 2am and that's only 2 hours from now.

But I'm awake because of all the soda I've had today. I really need to switch back to drinking just water like when I was pregnant...but I missed soda so much...yum.

I also saw that I function better if I have coffee in the morning. Hm. Guess I'll need to get myself a coffee maker.

Things with the baby are getting better...slowly. He's starting to sleep better at night. Some nights are easier than others (tonight not being an easy one since he's still awake ugh).

But I'm getting through it. I'm not thinking about how I'll be back at work in two weeks. Makes me too sad.

Tomorrow Tony starts his real full time job...I'm going to my job to introduce the baby to my boss who hasn't met him yet. It's a surprise, I can't wait to see her face.

I forgot the baby's bear at my SIL's...so no womb sounds to help him fall asleep. Ayyy...

Cranky Little Monster

That's what I have now.

Not a sweet gurgling cute little baby.

Ladies and Gentlemen, he has left the building. In his place is a very cranky and very loud little monster that doesn't like his paci, lullaby cd or being rocked. He prefers to be upright and curled against your chest. Nothing else will do.

At this very moment, that cranky little monster is passed out next to his dad. (Did I mention he now veto'd sleeping in his bassinet?) Thank God. I need some time to recuperate.

I've got exactly one hour til the next feeding. I hope this hour can stretch to two..but I highly doubt it.

I think it's a combination of colic and hunger that's making him so cranky. I might have to up his formula amount.

Wish me luck for this week...I won't have Tony to take him for a few minutes. O_o

We found a new apartment!

Finally!

Now...I need to start packing. I don't even know where to start. Nor do I have space to keep said boxes. Oh and when we do move Tony will be getting everything into the new apartment.

Only, I'll be the only one unpacking since Tony'll have to go back to work. Hopefully I can get some friends to come visit and to help me. (Or at least watch the baby for me..) I'm sure my SIL will drop by after getting the kids to school and help me.

I can't wait to buy a coffee table for our living room. Or candles for our dining room table. It's going to feel surreal to have those two rooms again. And a real kitchen. It's not very big but you know what, I've worked with less (the kitchen I have now). And this one has a real stove.. Even the bathroom is nicer. Tony's excited because we have two patios...one in front and one in the back. We are totally secluded from our landlord's house. It's great. I seriously want to go over there and kick those people out and move in. /sigh.

But like Tony keeps saying, at least we found a place already.

Sucks for our current land lady. Legally I don't think she can rent this efficiency out again since the house technically doesn't belong to her...oh well.

xoxo

Letter to Antonio

For his first month, I wrote this:

Dear Antonio,

You're one month old today. I can't believe how big you've gotten in one month. You are never still! You're always moving around. Even in your sleep (and you wake yourself up!) You don't like having your diaper changed or getting a bath (unless you're taking a shower with someone). You love snuggling close to me and to your dad when you're napping. You just started sleeping in your bassinet and soon we'll move you to your crib.

I love the way you watch me when we're just at home watching tv (well I watch TV, you watch me watch TV). You are great at lifting your head during tummy time and especially when you're on my shoulder when I'm burping you.

You don't mind that your cousins are extremely loud and obnoxious. You nap anyway. You love being in your swing.

At your last check up earlier this week, you weighed 10lbs 10oz and you're 21 inches long. The doctor says you're growing just as you should be.

You look just like your dad. Nothing like me. But that's okay. Your dad's one good looking guy :) You've got these gorgeous gray eyes...I can't wait to see what color they turn into.

I love you so much. I can't wait to see what next month brings.

Love,
Momma

So far so good...

I've got a slight schedule going on with the baby. 6am we wake up, get ready and out the door with Tony to drop him off at work. Get back home by 7:30 and if it's bottle time, then he gets a bottle if not we just nap until the next feeding time. Then I keep him awake for most of the morning until around 1pm and around that time he's had another bottle so down for a nap he goes. This is when I run to the bathroom and fix my lunch. Usually I can eat it and clean whatever dishes I used.Then he wakes up for another feeding and he's up until we leave around 5pm to go pick up Tony. He usually snoozes on the way there and back so by the time we get back he needs to eat again. I cook dinner and Tony eats first and then I do (if the baby's awake). Then I give Antonio over to Tony to watch while I pick up dinner dishes and do some chores around the house.

Phew!

Some days I don't get anything accomplished and don't even change out of my pjs. It all depends on the baby's mood really. If he's fussy, that makes me less likely to get anything done. I let him nap on me (usually he'll nap in his swing or surrounded by pillows on the bed).

But I am getting a handle on this. Sucks though, I have to be washing bottles all the time. I need to buy more (But Gianni,. that'll only make more dirty bottles. That's ok...but it'll be less often that I'll be cleaning them!).

I'm smart though...I prepare the last night bottle and the 3 early morning bottles for the next day...that way in my half awake state at 3am I don't have to fumble with the powdered formula. Just grab it out of the fridge and bam, baby's being fed.

I just realized I didn't shower yesterday. Nor did I change my shirt. It has spit up on the left shoulder. Lovely.


I am going to take a long hot shower and have some chocolate ice cream.

Tomorrow, I plan to go to Miami Lakes and visit with a friend that used to live next door to me from when I was 12 til about 22. Ten years is a long time to be neighbors!! Her godmother has a place that she wants me to see...maybe it'll be perfect and we can start moving next week. (I'll need help since Tony'll be working).

<3

My first time

Going out alone with the baby. I've ran a few errands with him around the city we live in but never farther than maybe 10 minutes away.

He has a doctor's appointment today. I have to get on the expressway to get to said doctor's appointment.


Oh Lord.


I may go to my job afterwards but that's depending on the time. And then I have to get back on the expressway to get home. (Well I could take the long way...but with a baby who may be hungry at the time...I'd rather get home faster).

We're looking at some places to move into. We are SO done living here...last night Tony had to call the police because the land lady's son was playing music really loud...at 4am. Freaking 4am! I had to be awake either way because the baby woke up hungry but still. There was no need to be playing music outside.

Ok, I must go now. I have a huge do list of stuff I want to get done before we leave in an hour for the doctor's office (and yes I'm leaving an HOUR early for the appointment...what if there's traffic?! I hate being late for any type of appointment. That makes me a very weird Cuban...since we're always an hour late to everything haha.)

Wish me luck!

What a God-send...

Antonio is a day-time sleeper. He prefers to nap all day long and be awake at night.

Mom is not a day-time sleeper. So you see there's a tiny bit of a conflict...

Thankfully however, my Aunt in Tennessee mailed me a lullaby cd that she swore by because it helped my little cousin sleep when he was a new born...guess what?

IT WORKS. Amazingly. Antonio dozed off in Tony's arms after eating (while listening to it) and he slept for a good hour undisturbed. He's fussing now but he's okay. I check on him each time he makes a noise but for the most part I leave him alone.

I'm sleeping much better now. :) Yay.

Day 2

So far it's been okay. I didn't nap at all yesterday so I was extremely exhausted when I woke up this morning to drop off Tony at his uncle's house. So today after Antonio's 8am feed/change, we both went to sleep. He took longer to settle down and fall asleep and makes all these weird noises so I didn't sleep as long as he did. I took another short nap again after his 11am feeding but it was only 30 minutes because he woke up and didn't want to be in his swing anymore.

He's asleep now...he's been asleep for like 25 minutes now. I wonder if he'll keep snoozing til his next feeding at around 5pm.

This isn't easy. There isn't anyone to wash the dishes or wash bottles or make me something to eat and take the baby for a few minutes so I can eat. I literally rushed through my lunch because he woke up while I was mid-sandwich.

Our cable was cut so now we have super basic cable (land lady was stealing from Comcast and they finally caught on and cut it.) so there isn't anything good on TV til 3pm. I've been watching stupid infomercials all day.

I should probably go wash dishes and the bottles. There's only one clean on left.

Never mind. He woke up.

It'll be just me and you kid...

Tony got a job. Finally.

Let me back track a little...Tony quit his job back in December of 2009 because he was being treated unfairly at his job and he just couldn't take it anymore. He thought he'd be able to find something else soon after...come 9 months later he's still unemployed and we're living off my paycheck and anything his mom can send down to us. I've become the queen of budgets and cash advances. Not the best way to live life, but I made do.

Now, finally...he's got somewhere to be every day and he's earning money. The relief is slightly overwhelming. Where he isn't making as much money as me, what he is bringing home is going to help a lot. 

So...tomorrow we're waking up bright and early (either way we have to because the baby eats around 5am anyway) getting the baby fed and we're getting out the door by 6:30am to drop him off at his uncle's house and baby and I are coming back home to spend our very first day together...I'm not going to get my 2 hour morning nap (sans baby). I am going to try and nap when we get back if I can get the baby back to sleep.

Wish me luck :)

Mommy-hood...

Consists of feedings, diaper changes, outfit changes (between diaper leaks and spit up he's worn almost all his NB clothes) and trying to get the baby to take a nap (so I can get something, anything done). I shower late at night after his last feeding and when he's passed out. I eat dinner only if we come to my SIL's who graciously cooks extra for us (I do help the kids with their homework in the afternoon so she can get some chores done). I haven't washed my hair in...(oh God, I have to think about it...) days. I don't know how many. Shaved my legs? (now that I can finally bend over) Haven't done it yet. The only things I've washed are baby bottles. The dishes are piling up. (Not that there are many since we try very hard to not be home).

Don't get me wrong...I'm loving every diaper change, every spit up stained shirt that I have. He's not going to be this little for long.

I do however, get really cranky at 3am when the baby is wailing like he hasn't eaten in days (such a great pair of lungs he has) and my husband doesn't move. Like he doesn't here the mini-banshee in my arms. But I change his diaper and feed him and he's back to his quiet little self. He falls asleep in my arms and I transfer him over to the swing and I get a few hours of sleep. (He's back up around 7am). Tony usually takes over at the next feeding. (around 10am) so I can get a few more hours of sleep. (Like 2 or 3 really because I hear the baby fussing and I'm instantly awake).

He sleeps more during the day, less at night but I'm hoping to change that. How? I don't know. But I'll figure it out. He's only 3 weeks old you know?

I keep getting the 'don't hold him so much, he won't sleep on his own' and 'you need to stop letting him sleep so much during the day or else he won't sleep at night'. Um...he's not even a month old yet!! He eats/sleeps whenever he wants. I'll work around it. When he gets older, I'll get him on a schedule.

Sheesh.

Honey buns and vanilla coke...

That's how I survive the early morning feedings. Not the healthiest thing (ever) but for now, it's what's keeping me sane in the membrane.

My aunt, my amazing awesome aunt, sent us a cd of lullabies she said helped my cousin sleep through the night and a portable swing for the baby. It's amazing. He's been sleeping in it for over an hour now...I think this is what's going to help everyone sleep.

Hallelujah.

He just doesn't like his bassinet. At all. He'll fall asleep, (like that yummy deep sleep we all wish we could stay in when our alarm goes off at 6am?) in my arms no less, but as soon as his warm little body touches that cold bassinet...he's awake and screaming his little head off. I'll check him for a wet diaper, burp him...none work...but as soon as I cuddle him close...he's back to sleep. Bah. It's such a nice bassinet too. I'm hoping this swing will get him to sleep on his own. Even though he's only two weeks old...he needs are the same as his wants: food, comfort and a diaper change. Plus...he won't be this little forever...I need to savor every little snuggle because soon he'll be at the age where all Mom does is embarrass him. Ayyy...

But for now...he's little and my snuggle partner.

Two weeks old already?!

No freaking way is this baby already half a month old! :) He eats like crazy, makes the funniest faces when he's sleeping, he hates his bassinet (prefers to snooze curled up next to Mama).

He feels heavier so I know he's gaining lots of weight. He doesn't go back to the doctor until October 12th when he's just about a month old.

This coming Friday I'm bringing him by the office to show him off to the ladies :) I can't wait. Only one of my co workers was able to visit while I was in the hospital so the rest are dying to get their hands on him. He really is going to be a lady killer like my dad said haha.

Well since he's napping, I better go finish dinner. (Me? Actually cooking? Miracle from God.) Or maybe nap until Tony gets back from his sister's and make him cook...oh yeah, that's a better idea.

xoxo

(He's a few days old in this picture, I don't have anything more recent yet...)

Birth story and what not...

Lately I've been having insomnia ...guess my body was prepping me for long nights with Antonio. And I was getting impatient as to when I would start feeling contractions...so I did the deed with my husband...twice. LOL lucky guy! Well that was around 11pm. I settled down in bed with my trusty netbook and The Nanny on TV. Around 1:30am I started having bad cramping...like period cramps but worse. And they weren't very regular but they were lasting pretty long. Then around 2 something (at this point I stopped using the real clock and started using the timer on my cell haha) my contractions started being 3 minutes apart, then 2 then 1! It would fluctuate but man, they were getting worse. At 3am I woke up Tony and called the OB. She told me to go ahead and go to triage and get checked out.


I was 3cm dialated by the time we got to the triage and 4cm almost 5 when I got my birthing room. I decided at this point I needed the epidural. The pain was making it hard to caaoncentrate on anything. So I got it. And honestly, it hurt! But I can be a big baby about pain. Oh it was amazing not feel the contractions anymore :) Then I feel asleep for 30 minutes at a time because the nurse kept coming in to check on me.

Around 8:30am I felt a pressure in my butt. Literally like if I was holding in a poop for too long! (haha) and then my water broke at 9am. The OB on call (different from the one from the early morning) had just arrived and when he came to check on me, I was 10cm dialated and ready to go. He then took me off the epidural so I could feel the contractions and when to push.

Oh I'm such a wuss. I wanted to give up so bad. I felt so weak, tired and crappy because I hadn't slept or eaten since 10pm the night before. But, I pushed like hell for an hour and out popped Antonio at 10:15am. The doc held him up, he was screaming his little lungs off. And the doc made little Antonio's hand wave at me :) Tony got to hold him first since I needed stitches. That wasn't fun, but the labor pain (which honestly felt like I was taking the WORST poop of my life) was much worse. I survived and look, I brought this gorgeous little man into the world.

He's here!

I'm coming to you live from the hospital where my two boys are passed out.

I'll write out everything that's happened Friday or Saturday when I'm home but for now I'm going to enjoy the quiet (except for the baby farts haha) and order my breakfast and take a nap.

How easy is it to fall in love?

With a face like that...my heart just melted in my chest. :)

(Even before I was done writing this post...the little man woke up....which woke up the big man. Mama couldn't soothe him so Dad came to the rescue the the tete/paci, scooped him up and...silence. Wow. He's getting good at this already!)

First Monday of ML...

And my office called me. Good grief. But I spent less than an hour on work related stuff so I'm not going to bother to log it in.

I didn't get any cleaning done. I really had no energy. But why, why do I have more energy at night than I do during the day? Does my body know that this baby is coming and is going to be a nocturnal one?? Oh sweet baby Jesus...

Wednesday I'm going  back to the OB to check if there's been any progress. I highly doubt it...Friday's the due date and she's already talking about inducing me on the 23rd. Ayyy. I am done being pregnant. I can't even be in bed for too long or else my lower back starts to hurt and I walk all hunched over like a little old lady. The baby has definitely dropped and is getting lower and lower every day. This means he's getting heavier to carry.

Good thing happened this weekend...I did ALL of my laundry. All of it. The only dirty laundry is what we wore yesterday. Boy does it feel awesome not to have two full baskets of laundry. I hate laundry mats and they're so expensive that I just do the bare essentials when we go. But my sister in law (bless her heart) finished her laundry on Saturday and told me I could do all of mine on Sunday. She's awesome. She's been cooking a little extra also and sending it home to me so I don't have to worry about feeding my husband (who badly wants a home cooked meal and not raman noodles and a sandwich...which is all I have the energy for). Oh, want a look at my belly?

Yup that's big ol' me. Why don't we look back at how I've progressed since starting to show at 19 weeks:

Yup. Oh man. I am done being pregnant. I'd like this baby to be on the outside. Everyone keeps telling me ohh you'll wish he was back inside you not screaming his head off. I'm welcoming those screams people. I am one miserable fat pregnant girl. I want my body back. I want to put on normal clothes again. I want to take hot showers without being afraid of passing out. Bleh. Ok, I don't mean to complain so much. I am very VERY lucky to be able to conceive and have this baby when there are tons of couples out there trying and are unable. I have friends like that. But me, I'm done. Just. Done.

Last day of work :)

Today wasn't as stressfree as I had hoped it would be. /sigh. But it's over. I'm going to stay home now :) I'm not due til next Friday but my boss donated some of her time off so I could take off early. I have a great boss.

Saw the doctor today, no progress. I'm probably not going into labor til next week...I'm thinking Sunday. My mom said I was 2 days late...so maybe he'll take after his mama. Hopefully not...I want him out already!

Tomorrow Tony and I are going to deep the apartment again. Baby's basinett needs to have sheets put on the little mattress and I need to pick the blanket he'll be sleeping with, put the sleep positioner in there...and I need to keep making the cats NOT get in the basinet. They think it's for them of course. Sheesh. Spoiled brats!

Alright Antonio...you've got a week left! :)

Nothing new...

I'm still waiting to go into labor...which probably won't happen aaaanytime soon. I was having some contractions earlier but they went away. Boo.

He's squirming around inside my belly right now. Ergh. It kind of hurts. O_o

The tooth ache is still around. Ugh. I forgot to call OB office and find out if I can have dental work done. And I need to call the Disability department and make sure all my paper work is correct so I can be off on maternity leave...

I'm also hungry. We had Burger King (I know, I know...not healthy at ALL) around 5...and I'm hungry again...it's almost 8pm. I think it's time for some yummy soup. I just got kicked...I think that the baby agrees with me.

Toothache = pain in the behind

My tooth is killing me. I woke up with the throbbing pain on the right side of my face. I can feel the pain spreading up to my head. Not good. Not good at all. I just had a sandwich and chips (made for me by Tony. Gotta love a husband who'll make you a sandwich even when he's hungry himself).

Ok. I'm going to try and distract myself and post a funny picture of my cat from last night as she was trying to attack my foot under the covers.

Doesn't she look mean and scary? She really isn't. Haha. I can just hear her 'RAWWR!' She's actually really sweet and cuddly. Ripley is our other cat, she doesn't like attention. She prefers to be left alone. Chicho (kitty in the picture) loves to be pet and stroked (when she wants the loving of course...which is usually all.the.time.) I've had her since she was a tiny fluffer ball (2 years) and she was nuts. She would chase our dog (who was terrified of the little fluffer) and after any pen I had in my hand. Ripley was adopted by my sister when we three lived together last year...Chicho did not like her at all. But now, they're the best of buddies.

Ok, I went off on a tangent about my cats. Lol. I'm a furmama...I can't help it. And I'm about to become a real mama soon. 11 days until my due date. C'mon kid...c'monnnnnnnnn....I'm a little anxious. I've been ready for over a month now. I want to meet my little man. See if he's going to be blonde like his dad or brunette like his mama. And if he'll have brown eyes like me, or hazel/green eyes like his dad (and grandad). I want to know what his cry sounds like and if he likes to be swaddled or not. (My mom said I hated it...)

Back to what I was originally talking about. My tooth ache. I just took a tylenol...hopefully it'll kick in soon. If not, I'm going to be a very cranky person today...

Cleaning never felt so good

Our efficiency smells so nice. For days I've been wondering what died in my kitchen...and Lord knows the litter box needed to be emptied. But all of that got done today and I'm SO much happier. Ok Baby, house is clean...you can come out now!

No?

Bah. Fine. Be stubborn and stay inside Mommy. /grumble.

I haven't felt any BH today. A few sharp weird pains that go away instantly...but other than that, nada. Sheesh. Next OB appointment I get an exam down there. Lovely. I guess it's to check if I'm dialating...but that's not til Friday. Lord knows what can happen between then and now :)

I'm trying to be patient and wait for the rain to let up before trecking out to the grocery store (that's literally down the street) but...I don't feel like getting wet AND it's thundering. Boooo. Maybe a nap? Or a snack? (My stomach just growled...)

<3

New Camera!

A co worker of mine asked me if I wanted her old camera...I said sure. What I didn't know was that it was going to be this one!

I was so surprised when she brought it down to my office today. And she gave me the Kodak Easy Share printer, ink and paper. She said she's only printed like two pictures in the three years she's had the camera. I'm like whaaaaaaaa?! Tony got SO excited. He's been after me to get a 'Dad' camera (since apparently my green Polaroid one that I got at Target on sale is too rinky dink) but I kept putting it off cuz of the prices of these darn things. I'm so excited! Now I can take lots of cool pictures and post them :)

Alright, this babymama is tired and needs to get up early in order to make it to her OB appointment in time to get good parking (so we don't have to cross 4 lanes of traffic).

<3

18 more days...

And I'll have my body back to being just mine and I'll have a teeny body screaming his little head demanding to bed fed/changed/held etc. I.can't.wait. But thsi was me at work.

Yea. I was fried. And all I did was answer a huge chain of emails about signs. I slept late this weekend so that's probably why my sleeping habits are out of wack. Soon I'll be forcing myself to sleep. If only my cat would stop jumping on and off the bed. I might have to shove her in the bathroom...or ask Tony to...my ankles are really swollen. I couldn't even finish the dinner dishes thanks to their swelling. I did however clean the litter box (don't worry I was safe about it and washed my hands twice and disinfected with antibacterial), somewhat packed up my computer desk (we're going to use it as the changing table), packed my lunch for tomorrow (left over spaghetti) and put away all the baby bottles that I disinfected last night. That's it. I have this HUGE list on my fridge that I need/want to get done in less than 18 days. This includes training the dog not to sleep in our bed and train the cats that our bedroom is no longer a place they can hang out =/ with such tiny (and I mean tiny. My office at work is bigger than our efficiency) space I'd like to prevent as much hair and dander getting into the baby's stuff. I will continue to work on my list tomorrow when I get home from work. Hopefully before my ankles swell. =/

G'night. xoxo

Completely un-pregnancy related...

I have the funniest animals in the world.

Tony was trying to have a late night snack of Reese's Puffs cereal with milk. He sits on the bed unaware he's being followed...Chicho pops up on the bed (one of our two cats) and is intent on sampling the milk in Tony's cereal. But Tony's not sharing. Yet. After he's consumed his cereal (and changed positions like ten times to avoid having Chicho's face in his cup) he spoons up some milk and lets Chicho lap up (ever so elegantly with her tiny tongue) the milk in the spoon. At this point, Halloween (our dog) realizes Dad is giving Chicho something so she jumps over to where he's sitting with her ears up and a 'Wait what?' look on her face. He ended up having to give her some milk too (which she made a mess of drinking...)

I swear they can be worse than kids. Ripley missed out though. She's still trying to stalk the roaches that are crawling (I am shuddering right now ugh I hate roaches) around outside. She can see them through the front door (which has small glass panes from top to bottom). Earlier she was trying to scale the wall like Spiderman to get one that was resting above the door frame. I made Tony kill it. Which I realized after we got back from Dairy Queen (ice cream run for me woo!) that it wasn't dead and somehow had found a way to the gate in front of door...this time Tony sprayed it to death.

:)

37 Weeks today :)

Yup. I've made it to 37 weeks...Antonio? This is mama sending you another eviction notice. Mama is tired and would really like to meet you already...

My husband is out getting me dinner (not a healthy one) because I feel like crap. I was having contractions earlier but they went away. -_- doc said that my water may not break when I start getting contractions. Great. But I have to wait for the contractions to last 45 seconds to a minute every five minutes for an hour straight. O_o Really? Oh lovely. He said it could be any day now...but first babies like to make a late debut. Nooooot good. But my maternity leave starts Sept 10th. It's going to be great to wake up and not have to go to work. Even though lately I've been working from home. But there's still a lot of stuff I need to take care of before I leave. Triple checking to make sure my replacement has got the hang of everything. She started training with me in May...

Dinner has arrived and I am starved. Oh lookie, it's 10pm. No wonder. (I fell asleep the instant we got home from work at 6:30)

xoxo

So over the braxton hicks...

I've been getting them more frequently now. Supposedly it means real labor is around the corner. My due date is in the 3 weeks. What they're doing is annoying the crap outta me because I want to be done being pregnant. I am huge, heavy, it's hard to walk, I'm always hungry and I always feel like I have to go to the bathroom. -_-

C'mon kid, you've had a nice stay inside the mommy hotel but it's time to check out! Come make a rucus and cause me to loose my mind because you sleep during the day and not at night like a little baby vampire. But I am so done carrying you around inside me where you do nothing but stretch in odd ways (which hurts me) turn around (which hurts me) and ball up into a corner of my uterus (which...hurts me.)

You are hearby given an eviction notice as of 8/25/2010 at 11:36pm. Mama wants you out within the week or so.

Pretty please?

It was nothing...

The cramping stopped last night around 11pm. Now my back hurts but that's nothing new.

I got the last set of drawers for the baby's stuff. I organized everything where it should go and I'm going to have to re-label it all. Yes I've labeled the drawers. I know where everything should go...but Tony doesn't haha. It'll make life a little easier when he doesn't have to be going through all the drawers looking for diapers. :)

I still need some stuff...my mom said she was going to go shopping and get me some stuff but nothing has come off of my registry in weeks...so I'm thinking of just getting the few items I still need (breast pump, milk storage bags, changing table pad and towels. Yup. I forgot to buy towels for the baby!) with the last of my gift card from Target (I love Target.) Tony's grandmother got us a used car seat...we already have one so I don't know what to do with it. It doesn't have the head guard for newborns...and I kind of need that! So it's just taking up space in our tiny little efficiency.

I need Tony to take my desk apart and take it to the storage site. I need the space for the baby's basinett. It's currently right next to my side of the bed. I don't know if I should move the basinett or the drawers further away. It's probably best for the baby to be closer to me...especially if I'll be breast feeding...I also need to get a night light so I can see late at night.

Well...it's time for some ice cream and Harry Potter marathon :)

This might be it...or not...

I've been having cramping for almost an hour now. No matter how I change my position or how much I walk around it doesn't go away. It's not unbearable. It's more like period cramps that are dulling away after taking a midol. Weird huh? I also noticed that my undies were damp...so to test if my water broke I put on a pad and I'll see if it's soaked later...

So I'll keep you posted :)

Rough Day =/

Cramping, back pain, head ache and heart burn. All day long.

I did work from home though so at least I was able to stay in bed for most of the day.

I don't even feel well enough to blog more, sorry. Maybe tomorrow.

Heart burn...burns

It does...blech. I have a huge cup of milk next to me. It works for a little while and then the heart burn comes back. We don't have anymore tums but I think I'd inhale them as fast as I'm drinking the milk.

Today hasn't been a good day. Back pain, cramping, braxton hicks, hip pain, head ache...the list grows. I am thankful that my baby is healthy and I've had a relatively easy pregnancy but I can see the finish line. I want to make it to that finish line. I am done being pregnant. I am huge, I can barely walk without getting sore in all kinds of places.

My husband just turned off the light...I think he's signaling to me that it's bed time.

I don't think I'll be getting much sleep with this darn heart burn. Ugh.

Baby Shower at work

My co-workers threw me a surprise baby shower :) They are so sweet. Even my maternity replacement pitched in. We got more clothes, shoes, diapers and money! This baby is going to get everything he needs...we are so blessed!

Lately, it's been hard to walk,stand and sit. I've noticed that my belly is lower than normal...guess he's dropping down already. Oh boy. Here we go. 5 more weeks (until my EDD) but honestly anytime after 37 weeks so he could be here before the end of the month! AH! I had hoped to have moved out of this efficiency by now but since Tony isn't working we can't. I can afford the rent here for now. I wonder what we'll do once I'm getting 60% of my paycheck...

xoxo

Ergh.

I had an okay day. Worked from home this morning, then went into the office.

My day went down hill when I looked at my bank account and saw I was in the negatives. Ugh.

This Friday I'm 35 weeks. Only 5 weeks to go... :)

Working from home...is awesome.

It really is. I don't have to deal with any phone calls...just emails and my busy work. And I was able to stay off my feet all day. I even took a nap during lunch.

Antonio however...hasn't stopped rolling around in my belly. And I didn't eat anything too sugary or caffeinated so Lord knows what he was doing baby gymnastics in my belly. He doesn't have much room so it's getting kind of painful. x_X

I had cramping today, doc said it's my body getting ready for labor. Unless I had spotting or if I felt worse then I was to come in without making an appointment. Didn't need to do that thankfully...the crampiness went away mid morning. But I still stayed home...just in case :)

Clothes out the wazoo!

Wow. I just went through two large garbage bags of baby clothes. Most of it was Newborn and 0-3 mth sizes which is great because that's what I need. But wow. I filled a whole drawer full of clothes. I'm probably going to back in and get any of the little t-shirts and shorts and hang them in my closet. Tony cleared a spot on his side of the closet for the baby's clothes. How sweet :)

I've also unpacked all the diapers we got and put them in the dresser drawer marked (yes I've labeled everything) Diapers. I just need to go buy a huge box of wipes. Actually I need another medium sized dresser thing (plastic kind from Walmart) and another small one...then I think I'll be ready. Oh...I just realized I have to wash everything before the baby uses it. Greeeeeat.

Well in other news, the OB said baby looks good, sounds good and I'm good. :) Anytime after 37 weeks is go time. OH BOY. I really should work on the hospital bag shouldn't I?

Wow, I'm tired...

Seriously. I really am exhausted. I worked from home today so I didn't move from my computer for about 8 hours. Then I showered and got dressed and made my weekly trip to Winn Dixie for groceries. We weren't there for very long and got everything we needed (and stayed under budget woo!) and came back to unpack everything and me heat up some pizza rolls for my famished husband (who went the whole day without eating, why I don't know). I sat down just now and I'm wiped. I could fall asleep...and it's only 8!!! O_o

There was only one downside from working at home...and that's my cat Chicho. Who loves her mama very much. So much she thinks she's required to show her mama how much she loves her by sitting in front of her computer monitor, blocking her mama's view from her tedious work. I spent most of the day shooing her off my desk. Ayy...

Feeling huge

Well I am. I've been having this pity-me-party of one today and bleh I can't shake it. None of my jeans fit...my favorite t-shirts are too tight. I have plenty of work tops but just one pair of maternity pants. My favorite comfiest bra is ripping in the middle because my boobs are getting too big. And I've only got 6 weeks left, I don't think that's a justifiable amount of time to go off and get a new bra and a new pair of maternity jeans. Maybe a bella band?? I probably should have gotten one once I started showing but I never thought I'd get this big. (I'm 4'11 and pre-pregnancy I was at like 102 pounds).

Bleh. And the Braxton hicks. They suck. I've been having them all day. Doesn't help when you're trying to figure out Access and make your database actually work like it's supposed to. I had to start over...three times.

Antonio is most definitely running out of room...I think he's also trying to get out through my skin. What felt like his elbow was coming out of my side today. All day. O_o

Battle of Epic Proportions

Well, that's what it feels like in my belly right now. I think he might be fighting with my intestines. Or maybe my spleen? Whatever he's messing with, it feels weird. Doesn't really hurt unless he stretches sideways...and then I have to get involved and push whatever body part he's trying to stretch out back into place. x_X

I hate being pregnant in the summer. The heat, the bugs...ugh. I've got bug bites in places I shouldn't have bug bites. And they itch. A lot. How inappropriate do you think it would be if I start scratching between my boobs at work? I'd probably get called into someone's office.

::pauses writing to push large bump sticking out left side of stomach back in:: Ow. I think he's running out of room. And I still have 6 weeks to go...oh Lord.

First blog!

I am starting a blog at almost 34 weeks...I probably should have started one months ago buuut life got in the way. I've got more free time now since I'm not as busy at work because my replacement who's covering for my maternity leave is taking over full time now...I'm just sitting at an empty desk working on a database that probably no one will use. But I'll be very proud of myself if I can get it to work.

Antonio (baby) kicks me. A lot. And he squirms and rolls and does all kinds of weird (and painful for me) stretching. He is running out of room in my belly. And we still have almost 6 weeks to go. Lovely.

We've got the car seat set up (or will be set up in the next ten minutes if I can get my husband unglued from his computer screen) and the stroller in the trunk. The baby's bassinet is put together and is very sturdy. My cat Chicho decided she'd test it out for us today. *Sigh* I found her last night in the little basket underneath the bassinet. How do you explain to your cat that this bed was not put together for her? Hm. 

Speaking of cats (and I'm sorry if I ramble...but that's how my mind works haha) I have two of them. And a dog. In a tiny apartment. With a baby on the way. Ohh I am so brave. Cats are Chicho who's 2 and Ripley who just turned 1. Chicho is my cat from when I lived at home with my parents and has moved with me when I started living with my husband. Ripley is actually my sister's cat that she left behind when she moved to North Carolina. I don't have the heart to send her to the humane society so I'm keeping her. Halloween is our dog and resident queen bee. She's been with Tony since birth (about 8-9 years) and she'll probably be around for a while longer. She has more spunk that a dog half her age. 

With that being said, it's a little squeazed in here in our tiny little apartment. Due to financial issues we haven't been able to move. Hopefully, we can before Antonio gets here. 

...So yea. This blog is going to be me writing about being a new mom, living with my husband and my animals. All under the same roof. Oh boy.