Friday, January 23, 2009

Tanya or Yadira . . . WTF?!?!

So my entire family has become used to the idea that if this new baby is a boy his name will be Nicolas and if it's a girl her name will be Sofia, Sofi for short. My sister even has cute nicknames for the two girls. Smee and Soapy. In any case my husband unceremoniously informed me last night that our second daughter, assuming it is a girl, will NOT be named Sofia, Sofi or any of its dirivitives. He doesn't have a better reason other than out of 100+ nieces and nephews he has one other named Sofia. In any case so I was on the mental hunt for new girl names. I thought of naming her after his mom. Evelia. But one of his nieces is also named Evelia. So I thought of Eva. He shot that down. I thought of a few others which he swiftly shot down as well. I told him that he needs to come up with a English/Spanish interchangeable name we can both agree on before 'her' birth or her name will be Sofia. He came up with two beauts!! Tanya . . . and Yadira (pronounced like JaDeeruh rolling the R) WTF? Who names their daughter Tanya unless they plan on the girl turning into uber-bitch? And/Or super slut, rancher hick or blonde haired blue eyed airhead. I only name these after Tanya's I have met. Needless to say, I shot those both down so fast he probably wondered if he even suggested them out loud. So we are on the search for English Spanish interchangeable names. Ideas? The middle name must and will be Jane after my great grandmother.

Monday, January 12, 2009

If Only I Could Poop Money . . .

I was reading a friend's blog today and I completely relate with her on so much when it comes to our babies, who are both girls and the same age and basically going through the 'fabulous 7 month old fussies'. I also relate to her when it comes to our bills, the economy and work or lack there-of induced stress.

For the past, Oh, I don't know, maybe 6 months Myturo and I have JUST been making it. And when I say making it I don't mean paying all our bills. I mean JUST making it by putting food in our mouths and clothes on our backs and a roof over our head. None of the frivolous stuff like minimum credit card payments (which are growing exponentially like a lethal tumor) or car loan payments, or internet service payments, or even cell phone service payments are getting paid. It is a wonder anyone is willing to work with us.

My husband used to work 2 jobs. Both 5 days a week. Now he works 1 job 5 days a week and 1 job 2 days a week and because of the economy the customers have dwindled and therefore his checks have too. There is nothing quite as humiliating as having collection agency after collection agency call you, tell you that you are a "valued and very good customer" and that "the missed payment surely was an oversight in your finances". There is nothing more humbling than having to say, "no, I'm sorry. It was not an oversight. We simply don't have the funds to pay our bills this month." And then as they explain payment plans and hardship allowances I think to myself, "and I don't know if I'll be able to pay it next month or the month after either."

All I can say is thank God for the state. My Uncle has called me a socialst/communist because I am thankful for the State insurance that allows me fantastic obstetric care during pregnancy due to our low income. He tells me I'm abusing the system by allowing WIC to pay for the necessities, like the $14.99 a 12oz jar of formula for Buzzy or eggs or peanutbutter or cereal or milk. But all I can say is I thank God for these programs every day because without them, I don't know where we'd be.

Stress is a HUGE part of my life right now. On top of being broke-ass-poor, and on top of being pregnant I am also sick. I have been sick for going on a week. Sore throat, laryngitis off and on, stuffed/runny nose and a cough that hurts like hell. I thank God Buzzy hasn't gotten it . . . KNOCK ON WOOD! On top of being sick I hurt my hand which makes it difficult to do every day things such as pick Buzzy up with both hands, bend my hand certain ways. I think it must be a mixture of carpul tunnel and torn/sprained or over extended ligaments, but let me tell you what! IT HURTS LIKE A MOTHER! And although my OB said it would be okay for me to get it x-rayed as long as they cover my belly, I am hesitant. I don't want anything to hurt my unborn baby.

This morning I missed Buzzy's well check-up and immunizations. Oh Darn! LOL I called and told them it was because I'm pregnant and have been sick which is only half a lie. I wasn't about to say I was too lazy to get out of bed at 7:30am and not about to wake Buzzy who was sleeping sooo peacefully. Well, the receptionist I spoke to, Susan, I think had it out for someone today. Because I got the full gammot run-around. She told me I would be receiving a letter in the mail and I could be dropped from the practice if I miss anymore appointments. When I requested the nurse I always request for Buzzy's shots (cuz she's so good) I was told that that nurse is not my current pediatricians nurse and that if I wanted her I should have stayed with my old pediatrician. There was more and by the time I was done talking to her I could almost really see red. I could imagine cartoon steam coming out of my ears and imagined also if I opened my mouth I may breathe fire. I hate people like that!! But in the end I got my way. I refuse to allow people like that to walk all over me when I know what I am requesting is not unreasonable.

And lastly. I am super irritated. With myself. I have been mulling over this semi-fictional, semi-autobiographical novel I would like to write. I keep it turning and spinning and evolving in my head but the moment I sit down to write, nothing emerges from my finger tips. I am so frustrated. I have wanted to write and publish a book since I was approximately 10 years old when all I was interested in was sex/smut/romance/cartoons and more sex and smut. LOL Now that my taste and interests have expanded and my experience in life has become a bit more prominent (as you should always 'write what you know') I figure now would be fabulous. But can I? Oh I don't know. I guess the title of this blog should be, "IF ONLY I COULD POOP MONEY, OR THE DAMN BOOK IM TRYING TO WRITE . . . "

Friday, January 2, 2009

Mommies And Babies

So, sitting at home every day, talking baby talk and playing baby games is great! I wouldn't trade it for any other job in the universe. But there comes a point where the brain craves to hear its own language and in clear sentences from someone else's mouth. There comes a point where playing peek-a-boo and this-little-piggy and patty-cake, while titilating for the baby no matter how many times it is repeated, becomes sludge in your mouth and the motions become less and less enthusiastic until you wish the person who had invented the darn thing were in front of you to sucker punch him.
So in an effort to salvage my sanity and engage in adult activities while still entertaining my baby girl, I put an ad on Craigslist for mommies who want to meet other mommies. I had done this before with no luck. But THIS time was the charm.
I have met Alissa and Emmett who Buzzy and I will be meeting on Monday. Mary and Henry who we will be meeting with mid-week. And Aubrie and Delaina who we have yet to set a date and time for but I'm sure we will soon. All the babies including Buzzy are between 7-8 months old. They all live fairly close and we are all in our 20's!
I am so excited! Adult interaction with other mommies who are as communicatively deprived as me! Thank God for small favors!!
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