No Longer a Prego

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Location: Escondido, California, United States

-married -have 2 puppies (Oni and Raven) -25 yrs old -full-time student, full-time banker, full-time mommy

Monday, January 23, 2006

Work, I Hate It!

When I first went out on maternity leave, I had decided to stay out the full 12 weeks that I was allowed by the state. But after the first couple of checks I received, my husband convinced me to go back to work after only 6 weeks. Although we had enough money to pay the bills, we were just making it (just like Brooke and MB). Of course, I was not happy about this and I really tried to talk my husband into letting me extend my leave. I gave in because I knew he was right. It's been almost a month since I've been back to work. The first week was harder than I thought. I was so cranky because I was away from Mina. One day I called home to see how things were going and I heard Mina crying in the background. I started uncontrollably crying like a big baby. I miss her so much but I know being a "housewife" would have driven me insane. I don't like just staying at home. I'm used to working, being in school, and being a wife. Now I have mommy to add to that list. It has gotten a little easier being away from the baby but it's still hard. I can't wait to get off work and pick her up from my mom's. I miss our play time in the morning after she's eaten. I try to play with her when we get home at night but usually she's sleeping or I'm just too tired. We've sort of gotten a routine down in the morning but sometimes she just wants to sleep. It consists of feeding her, changing her, and trying to play with her. It's hectic in the morning because I try not to wake Daddy up since he gets off at 2:30 in the morning so I have to take care of her and get ready for work. I really didn't want to come back to work because I have come to hate my job. Let's just say that when you work with someone that you can't stand, you don't want to come to work. I was dreading coming back to my job because that person is STILL HERE for reasons I will never understand. I was surprised that the new people that were hired while I was gone are really cool. I would definitely stay if that SOMEONE would quit or get fired. But she wants to make our lives miserable so she stays. Right before I came back to work, I applied at every bank I could think of (sorry Em but you knew it was coming). I've already had a phone interview with a bank really close to home and they want me to come in for a second one. I'm still torn as to whether I will accept the position. It is more money and closer to home. We'll see what happens.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

For Your Viewing Pleasure

Another Xmas pic
I took this pic
100% Daddy's Girl
She loves to sleep on us
Talking to Mommy on the phone
She loves her hand and her swing
After getting changed
She hates getting her diaper changed

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

5 Weird Things About Me

  1. I had a jungle gym when I was little but used it only for reading. I would sit at the top of the slide and read all of my interesting books until I was tired of being outside.
  2. Rushed a sorority my senior year of college. Not strange you say. It is if you are 100% anti-sorority and you wear all black to rush night.
  3. I never dyed or highlighted my hair until I was 22.
  4. I refuse to eat the tips off of asparagus. The tips are the worst part.
  5. Participated in wrestling matches at my first job (a movie theater).

2-Month Check-up

Mina had her 2-month check-up yesterday. It's been confirmed that she is getting much bigger. She weighed a whopping 10lbs 5oz! If you don't know already, she only weighed 7lbs 9oz when she was born (11/8/05) and was 7lbs 12oz last month. My little one LOVES to eat! Luckily, she doesn't look like a little porker. She still looks tiny. She's also grown two inches since she was born. We're hoping that she'll be tall. But after all of the excitement was over, it was time for her shots. My poor baby was already crying because she was cold and it just got worse after that. My hubby was the one holding her and I knew exactly when she got shot because she started crying louder to the point where there was no sound just tears. She had a total of 4 shots, two in each leg. Poor baby! At least she had cute bandaids. One had Taz on it and the other had clowns. She probably doesn't even remember what happened to her. We have to go through this again in two more months.