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nora and i have a bad cold and antonio has the stomach flu. it´s been a long few days. ugh. on the bright side one of my sorority sisters is here and she brought me pop tarts. yes!

40 stairs

That's how many I have to climb to get to the workout room at the gym. It's like a bad joke or something. Not gonna lie. I'm already tired when I climb up those stairs.

Today I'm just gonna stay home. And enjoy the cadbury crunchy chocolate eggs that my mom sent me. Even though I think they are from the devil himself. Those forty stairs will still be there tomorrow. Along with the extra fat on my thighs.

i thought we were over that

The calling my daughter a boy phase. Especially w the earrings. Come on now.

Yesterday I rode up the elevator with two older ladies. Nora was wearing a pink onesie, with a pink headband and earrings. Not to mention a vagina.

"What's your babies name?" she asked.

"Nora"

"Oh, what a pretty name."

"Is it a girl?"

"Um, ya."

I wanted to take her cane and hit her in the face with it. But that would have been mean. But I wanted to. Really.

I'll blame it on her poor eyesight.

Feria or Bust

I guess it was a bust since Feria week is officially over and we went a total of.....drum roll please.....0 times!!! That´s a first, but then again I´ve never had a small infant before. I can´t fit into my 2 dresses yet since someone (won´t mention any names) lived in my body for 9 mths and I gained a whopping 40 lbs. Still have a few....ok, a lot of those to lose. Plus, it´s just too crazy w drunken whackos and Nora is too tiny. So we dressed her up anyways and just walked around town.

We did catch the fireworks at midnight last night though. We´ve been wanting to see them for a few yrs. but since we always had to get up early to work we never could go see them. Not anymore! Antonio´s parents came over to ¨watch Nora¨ (she sleeps 10-7 now) while we went to our friends downtown. They have an awesome view from their rooftop. Last night I felt like catwoman/and or the chimney sweep from Mary Poppins. I started singing ¨chim chimney chim chimney chim chim cheree¨ It was fabulous. All the people on their rooftops, the cathedral in view, amazing fireworks and 75º at midnight. Ah.

Enclosed are a few pics of me in my previous Feria glory.

pet peeve

There are no changing tables in any public restroom. Why??? This causes major problems since Nora has a blow out pretty much every time we go out in public. UGH! SOOOOOOO annoying (about the changing table).

Nora dominates Feria.

Well, yesterday we dressed Nora up for Feria. Unfortunately, I can´t fit into my two dresses this year...but thats okay. No one can top little Nora´s dress anyways. We went to visit A´s gma at the nursing home. She just had her Birthday and she either turned 102 or 103...it´s up for debate. Either way...holy oldness. I think Nora made everyone´s day.......or possibly life. ha!

We stopped in his gmas room so I could feed Nora. She is not aware of anything around her and Julia was giving her water with a syrringe. Kinda sad to think that at one time she was as tiny as baby Nora, and now she´s 103 drinking water from a syrringe. I suppose we all have to get old, although I do not want to!

Even though it seems like his g ma isn´t aware, I hope she could see her great g daughter!

a sneak peak

of nora´s headgear for feria....

2 months

Dear Nora,
Today you are two months old and weighing in at a whopping 13 lbs. You are officially off the charts at the doctor's office as far as your height and weight go. You are going to be tall just like your mommy!

Tomorrow you have to get your two month shots and I'm already sad for you. I wish I could take away any pain that you ever have to feel and I never want you to cry. YOu now have tears and it breaks my heart whenever I see those.

This month you started to smile and it melts my heart every time. You have a dimple on each side and you can only see them when you smile. They are like hidden treasures.

You've started sleeping 10-6 which has been amazing for your daddy and I. One of my favorite times of the day is your 6am feeding because you are SO happy (too happy for 6am) but it's like you can't stop smiling and almost laughing even. Maybe it's because you are so hungry and food is in sight or maybe it's because you are laughing at how scary your mama looks. Either way, I love it.

You love to be on your tummy and you can move your head from side to side. You are so strong!

Your dad has discovered that you like the song " Popeye the sailor man" and you can be squirmy and kicking and as soon as he plays that you are quiet. Maybe you'll be a musician someday?

You LOVE to be outside. Any time you are cranky and crying we go for a walk and you are quiet instantly. And then you fall asleep. You are quite the sleeper and still sleep quite a bit during the day.

This month you got your ears pierced and look even more adorable than ever. Now people confuse you less for a little boy. Your dad and I go downtown and get a coffee and just watch people watching you. They say you are adorable and " tan" and chunky. All so true:)


You are the noisiest baby in the world and when you are eating you sound like a little pig grunting and cooing. It's hilarious.

Everyone is madly in love with you, and we already can't imagine our life without you. Sometimes I watch you sleeping and can't believe you were growing inside of me. You are so beautiful and I'm so happy to be your mama. Love you chunky monkey!
Mama

114

euros it's going to cost me to get Nora's passport. Not to mention the ridiculous amount of paperwork that goes with it. Like proving that I was a citizen in the US for at least five years...highschool transcripts, college transcripts. ...what the heck? Where are those? How will I ever get them here on time? bwah. Why does a seven week old need a passport anyway? Bah humbug.

mirrors

Last week when I started going to the gym I weighed myself at the end of the week and I had gained weight. Awesome. This week however, it´s back down!

So, dressing rooms crack me up. There are old and young and all different shapes and sizes. Even though I have had a baby and didn´t care about being naked in the hospital, I´ve never been comfortable being naked in the dressing room.........still not.

Yesterday I was going to weigh myself and this old naked lady popped out of nowhere and hopped on the scale. I almost screamed.

Then, there was a 20 something girl brushing her long hair in front of the mirror..naked. Is that really necessary? I mean, you could at least put on your bra and underwear or something?

I went to the bathroom and I came back and she was washing her hands in the sink. ¨Good,¨ I thought to myself, ¨she got dressed.¨ And then I realized not so fast.......she had her shirt on and was still naked down under. PUT YOUR UMDERWEAR ON!

Then, I got to thinking about dressing rooms/locker rooms in like..middle school and how embarrassing they were. There were always those girls that had like 36 C and we were 12 and I was still rockin´ the jockey training bra. (No wonder I didn´t have a boyfriend) We had to have a scholiosis testing and wear our bra with pants and just bend so the teacher could look at our backs......this was agony. I was nervous about it for days. Would they laugh at my non-existent breasts? Or my jockey training bra?

Then came highschool. I still really didn´t have boobs. And locker rooms were still weird. I saw a girl wearing a thong once and I almost had a heart attack. What was THAT?

And now I´m nearing 30 and hey, I have boobs now (Thanks Nora) Maybe I´ll wait to they are full and strut my stuff and be all like, ¨Look at these, Bitches!¨

leg-warmers!

trying to kick the habit

earrings!

Nora got her earrings today. I made Julia and Antonio take her. Apparently she barely cried (at least that´s what they told me). They don´t seem to bother her in the slightest.

In case you were wondering.....piercing baby girls ears is SUPER latino.....it´s a MUST and if they don´t have them they are outcast into the abyss of hell....ok, maybe not that far, but close.

pics

Milk, Sweat, and Memory loss

It happened. My first official " leak" in public. It was pretty awesome..about as awesome as a 13 year old girl starting her period while wearing white pants. Just about that awesome. Actually, I didn't even care. I was all, " maybe people will think it is sweat? Coming from my boobs. Right where my nipples are." And then I laughed.


After FOUR incredibly long months of not working out I got back to the gym today. Can I just tell you it was orgasmic? I had to wait in line for about forty minutes...and then I found out instead of the joining fee of 20 euros it was 50 (as of this week) and then I had to pay 45 more euros..but I didn't even care. I was THAT excited. Someone could have spit in my face and I would have still been smiling.
Before baby and back pain this was what I did: 30 min elliptical, 30 min bike, 20 min treadmill and then weights.
After baby: 2 min elliptical, 5 min bike......I kid I kid...

I rocked the elliptical and still did 30 min..although I'm not gonna lie..after about 10 I was tired but thanks to Britney Spears I got through it. My face was super red and it looked like I had just ran a marathon, and I prob won't be able to walk tomorrow..but I did it..that's the point. Also, lets talk about working out while your breastfeeding. Hello wobbly. Yowzers. That's gonna take some getting used to.

Then I did about 20 min of the bike and called it a day. Not TOO bad!

I got a new debit card and they sent me a pin number. Well, I wanted to change the pin number to the one I always use, so I did so at the ATM. After I did that I wanted to take some money out with my other card. Well, from the time it took me to put the other card in my wallet and take out the other one I had completely forgotten my pin number. I mean gone, poof, nowhere in brain memory land. WTF? I had JUST changed it.....I didn't remember it until the next day. At least I remembered it though. Better late than never!

Easter

I have some pretty fond memories of easter. Most of the time we were in FL because it was spring break and my grandparents lived there.....so we visited them every year. It was a pretty big deal to get a new dress/hat/and gloves and show everyone at church>O) Don't forget the easter bunny coming and bringing a basket full of goodies and those super fun easter egg hunts. Oh, and coloring easter eggs. Good times!

But, despite all that stuff obviously the real reason we are celebrating is the resurrection of our Lord. Anyone can die on a cross, but only Jesus conquered death. Thank goodness He did, because without Him I wouldn't have life. .........and am anxiously awaiting His return. Thank you Lord for all of your Blessings on our lives and thank you for dying and suffering on the cross for me. He has RISEN !!!!!

6 weeks

I´ve begged and pleaded Mr. Time to stop, and somehow the message just isn´t getting through. It doesn´t seem fair that in the blink of an eye my little girl is six weeks old already. Maybe I should just stop blinking....