Monday, September 10, 2012

Dr. Chincanchan

Just got back from Ava's doctors appointment, and as suspected she was doing much better then she was when I made the appointment. But oh well. They did lie to me when I made the appointment, saying that the location I go to doesn't have Saturday appointments. And what was the first thing I saw in the waiting room? A big ass saying saying "Now open on Saturdays!" I guess there isn't much I can do about that now though. And while we were there doing the regular check up thing I was informed that Ava has an ear infection in, not one, but BOTH of her ears! Which she never complained about. Other then that she's good. And in 2 weeks we will be back again. And this time we will be seeing her actual pediatrician, Dr. Cajas. It was the funniest thing when I made the appointment and they told me Cajas would be busy and I'd have to go to Chincanchan. I was like "what?" And as it turns out I spelled her name correctly! :) Its pronounced just how it's spelled.
Anyway I really seem to be blabbering on this post so maybe that's a sign that I don't have anything good to say. So until next time! :)

Friday, September 7, 2012

One Sick Baby

I'm so sad because my little bundle of joy is sick. :( It's just awful because I'm pretty sure there is nothing I can do about it. I believe she just has allergies, but I am not 100% on that. Either way it's times like these where I ask "Is this an ER type of sick, or a make an appointment with the pediatrician type of sick?" And I hate making appointments! I made one this morning, but she won't be able to go in until Monday and she already seems to be getting better. So should I still take her in? Or should I just call and cancel? I'll probably just take her in anyway and waste their time. They are going to think I'm just an overreacting mom. Which I sure I am.
One time I took Ava to the ER for a diaper rash that got ugly and wouldn't get better. The whole time they kept asking if I've taken her to her pediatrician yet, which I hadn't. I kept hearing the nurses telling everyone that walked in "It's a diaper rash," like I was completely wasting every ones time. But they were all just sitting around anyway so they better treat my baby like she's damn important!
And of course everytime Ava has a sickness that seems like it could possibly be passed on Anthony swears he has it now too. Oh if only my Ava could be healthy always and forever.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Daddy's Girl

Nothing very interesting happened to me today, so I had no burst of inspiration of what I should write about. Other then my coworker, Charles, being a big butt regarding my AWESOME new blog.
Anyway! Today I did have yet another "Daddy's Girl" situation. By that I mean Ava so favors Anthony over me. He likes to insist it's because I don't get up and make her bottles, but that is just his way of trying to convince me to be the one to get up. More likely it has to do with the amount of time she spends with him compared to me. Ava and I have a similar sleeping schedule. We stay up way too late and then we sleep into the afternoon (unless I happen to open the next morning). So when I wake up I have about an hour to hang out before I'm rushing off to work. While I'm working Ava is spending quality time watching Daddy play Call of Duty. And when I get home she prefers being with him. I'm not saying we never spend time together, because we do, she just likes to sit with him a lot of time. I will never understand it since he's the mean one and I pretty much let her get away with everything. But I guess that's just how girls are, they love their daddies. Heck even I love my dad and he wasn't always a very good one. I just always imagined having a baby of my own who would always want to be with me. And instead I have a baby who always wants Daddy. Unless Daddy isn't there, then I finally get some Mommy loving time.

Monday, September 3, 2012

FEAR

After having Ava I have come to realize that I am much more afraid of dying. Just the thought that one day something catastrophic can happen to me, and just like that my little girl is without her mommy. I've become very irrational with my fears. Just yesterday our ceiling started leaking in the middle of the living room downstairs. Our bathroom is not even above that leak, and yet when I was in the shower up stairs I started thinking that the floor was going to fall through.
I work at a movie theatre, and although it's true that someone can go somewhere at any time they choose and shoot everyone, after the shooting at The Dark Knight Rises I am so afraid of that happening while I'm at work. My mind is constantly planning exit strategies. And I'm no longer fearing for my life, I just don't want to miss out on hers.
Although sometimes I wish I can just forget all of that and just live my life normally, I'm afraid I can't. Haha I'm not sure if this is specific to me, or if this is something that all mothers think about. I mean I know all moms are afraid of things that can happen to their little one. I know everytime Ava gets in a car with someone without me I pray she gets where she's going safely. But as annoying as it is it kind of makes me feel closer to her. I care about her so much, my everyday life is changed forever. I can't do anything the same as I used to. And even though I consider it a nagging voice in the back of my head, it's the good kind of nagging. Like your mom telling you to wear your shoes outside, she's nagging because she loves you and wants you safe. My inner nagging wants me safe, because it too wants to watch Ava grow up and see what she can become.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Hello World!

So I recently decided to take a chance at blogging, I once loved to write and I think it's time I explore that again. It seems like it would be a good way to spend my extra time. I've titled this blog "Being Mom" because, of course, I am a new mom. Well not super new anymore (my daughter is now 10 months!) but still figuring things out. This blog will mostly focus aroung the crazy, happy, exciting, annoying, interesting, fun times that go along with raising a little one, as well as just day to day life as me. :)
For those of you that don't know me, I am Sandra, my daughter is Ava, and my husband is Anthony. I just turned the glorious age of 22, but I often feel like I'm 30. I would rather not go into boring details of who I am. Just continue to read the blog and you will eventually find out. I hope to keep up and post at least once a day, but I may miss a few days (and not because of my hectic life raising Ava, but mostly because my little sister often steals my laptop).
Ok so I'm super stoked! I hope you guys enjoy my blog. :D