Caution!!! don't ever read "The Christmas Sweater" while pregnant! My parents gave me a whole stack of books this summer for my birthday and I am now down to two. I was trying to save the small "easy" read (The Christmas Sweater) for if maybe I had some down time in the hospital (I know, hahaha) or while nursing ;) Now I don't know which is worse, reading this book while pregnant and hormonal or reading it while dealing with postpartum hormones. Don't get me wrong, it is a great book and a very quick read. In fact I probably could have read it in one day (while taking care of E) if I hadn't had to stop for so many tissue breaks. I should have heeded the review on the back that mentioned "Tuesdays with Morey" (a book I have to this day managed to avoid due to its notorious reputation). However, the little red book was calling to me from the shelf and I just decided to go for it. I hope to find a fun magazine to take to the hospital instead, preferably not TV Notas or Telenovelas. Maybe they will have a fun cooking one at the pharmacy.
Apart from my magazine I am almost all set for "D" day!! My bag is packed, bebe's bag is packed, E's bag is almost packed, and bebe's bag for the nurses is packed too!! ;) I learned from having Enrique that if you send the diaper bag to the nurses (at my hospital) they will put EVERY single piece of clothing in it on the baby so I packed a "nurses" bag with one outfit and then I have extra stuff set aside. Now we just have to get my sister in law all set, she is due pretty soon now and still needs to get almost everything. She wanted to take a trip to the other side but I don't see that happening. But that is okay because I have found that anything I need is here in Navojoa (except clothing leaves a lot to be desired but if you REALLY need it it's here). Also, her shower is on the 30th so we can wait and see what kind of stuff she gets ;)
domingo, 5 de septiembre de 2010
This morning I decided that it is my day off from making breakfast and told Jose that he should have birria (goat and sheep tacos, here in Sonora they get mixed together sometimes). He was very excited because I don't like birria so he doesn't go that often. We went to his mom's house to pick her up because she is also a fan of the goat/sheep tacos. We arrived at the restaurant/taco stand at 8:45 and it was already 103ish degrees!! "It's ok", says Jose, "they have fans inside". Well, we get inside and none of the fans are on because... da da da daaaaaa get ready for it... the power went out! Of course! Oh well, we will just have to deal with the heat. Jose orders a taco en caldo and a gordita, his mom the same, and Enrique got a plain taco. Jose's food is basically a soup with some shredded meat in it accompanied by handmade tortillas and a fried tortilla with chicharron drippings and more meat. I was really craving pancakes and sausage, to each his own breakfast ;) Everybody ate in peace and sweat and then we headed to Jose's office to drop him off for some meeting. Right next door is a lavanderia where I have been asking Jose for a couple days now to drop off Enrique's old crib set (bumper, sheets, blankie, comforter, diaper holder, and skirt). He keeps forgetting (yeah right ;)) So I run in and drop that off and then we head over to my mother-in-law's house. She forgot her keys but that's ok because my sister-in-law is inside (or so we think). We knocked, rang the door bell, called the house, called her cell phone and nothing so we decide that she has gone somewhere. In what I am not sure because the car is there, it is about 5 degrees hotter than it was an hour ago, and she is 8 months pregnant so I am thinking that she is not cruising around town on foot. The guy that owns the store next door comes out and starts asking if we have been locked out. Yep, that seems to be the case, so he offers a piece of cardboard and I am wondering what magyver device is going to be made to open the door. Sure enough my mother-in-law starts fiddling with the lock and cardboard and pops the door open via the window. I was super glad because it was getting really hot but I was also wondering how many passersby saw how to open her door (she lives on a main street). Oh, and it turns out my sister-in-law AND her husband were there! I am still not sure how they did not hear the phone. Oh well, it made for an exciting Sunday morning.