Thursday, June 25, 2009

Today I am sick

Today I woke up sick with a very sore throat and a huge headache. In the past 15 months I have never ever gotten sick not even a stomachache. But, today I am sick and it really sucks. I mean the one day that I get sick hubby has to get to work at 5:45 am, I am in a tiny town in West Virginia and my kid is more fussy than usual because she is cutting a tooth. 

Today I am more aware of what a mom with no help has to go through when she feels like sh$t. Seriously this is one of the worst things I have ever come to encounter especially because I have no family near me that I can ask to help me out. They are all in Mexico and today is one of those days were I wish I was living back home in the comfort of knowing everything, everyone and knowing what will come. Today I wish we were not here, I wish I was with my family.

But, I will get through it and I will survive. I mean there are so many people that have it so much worse than I do and they have managed to survive that I can´t help but be a little bit embarassed by my whiny post, just a little. 

It´s OK, I mean sometimes I get homesick and then it all goes away by the next day. So, I am just patiently waiting for tomorrow to come with a nice hot cup of lemon tea with honey.

Thanks, for reading and not saying what a whiny mommy I am. =)

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Shiny new razor

There are two things I want to talk about today. They might not be important but somehow got under my skin for either being stupid or funny. I had an appointment with my OB/GYN in the morning and I had to take my 14 month old daughter with me. I had no one that could take care of her since my whole family is in Mexico and rely on my husband. He had a meeting and was not able to look after her. So there we were in the little room waiting for the doctor to do my annual. I was in a bathrobe running around my daughter. NOTE: I have no idea why those robes never have a belt. I hate that I can´t tie the robe around my body and not worry about flashing my daughter.

Anyway, the doctor eventually got in and she was so nice about the fact that there was 14 month old baby crying thinking she was going to be the patient. There I was legs open, having my annual with a crying baby sitting on my stomach thinking it was hilarious to bounce up and down hearing my breath whoosh every single time. It was one of the most aukward moments in my life. So that was the first thing. I guess that was the really stupid. 

Now for the second. Since I was going to go to my OB/GYN and even though she is a woman I wanted to groom myself. You know what I mean. Groom everywhere that might look weird or disgusting. So, I was showering that morning and I guess I must have used my husband´s razor because when he took a shower he said that it was filled with gross looking hairs. Tonight I took a shower and found my husband´s old razor next to my shampoo with a bow on it. Next to HIS shampoo was a shiny new razor. Do you think he is trying to tell me something???  

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Karma

Traveling with a baby is really a big hassle, so if you don´t have to do it, DON´T or be prepared to be really patient. Yesterday we flew to Washington D.C. On the second plane we were the only people who had a screaming baby that was overtired. I really cannot believe how there are some amazingly rude people in this planet. 

I mean my husband and I were doing EVERYTHING and I mean everything we could think of to help her go to sleep so she could be tired. Then this guy has the nerve to walk beside our seats and stop and say "THIS is why children should not travel," pointing at us which made it a hell of a lot worse. 

I was ready to give him a piece of my mind but ever nice hubby told me to cool and not let it get to me. Karma, he said, it always comes back to bite you in the ass. Yeah, whatever, I told him.

While my baby slept, finally, before the plane had even boarded I was looking at the woman loading up all the bags into the plane. She got into her cart and without knowing backed up and over a black bag. The black bag ripped open, blue shampoo spilling all over, toothbrush, toothpaste, undies (could not make out if there were men or women), hairbrush and more stuff. The woman stopped did a "oops" and kind of bandaged the bag with a lot of plastic and put it into the plane. I was thinking that whoever had that bag was in for a big surprise. 

I was feeling sorry for whoever was going home with a messed up and gooey bag. The flight was fine, and by the time we got in P had gotten up, hubby was busy trying to get out on the aisle and I was just shooting dagger looks at bad mouth man. 

We got into the baggage terminal and guess who had the messed up gooey bag? Yup, Karma, always comes back to bite you in the ass.