Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Moving Day
An update on the house hunting.. We found a townhouse in Sunrise.. its cute a 3/2.5 with 1 car garage... pretty close to sawgrass mills. i'll definitely miss the convenience of pembroke pines but i think this is the right move for us at this point. Official moving date will be June 15th and then begins the rush of finishing up andrea's birthday plans. I'm just hoping from here on out we can get what we need done and then relax a little bit. Things have been so rushed this past month that i cant even see straight anymore. But all in all we're blessed that God opened this door for us.
Andrea is 10 Months Old
ahhhhh We've now entered the double digit months!!! Lord!!!
Saturday may 22 my little minnow turned 10 months old.
At 10 months my yummy little girl is pulling herself up to standing while holding on to whatever piece of furniture she can get her chunky little hands on. she says mama, dada, baba, dat, mmmm, we switched her to 3rd stage foods but she doesn't seem to like them very much so i'm thinking we should keep her on 2nd stage just a little longer. she crawls everywhere. returns the smiles when given to her. she gives kisses when asked, shes so loving and affectionate.. she loves to snuggle and her favorite toys are stuffed animals of all shapes and sizes. she's weighing in at 16.9 lbs and all in all is a complete joy to have in our lives. She's truly made my life worth living in a way i never thought existed before. I love her more than words... Happy 10 month birthday andrea you make everything brighter mommy loves you!
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Andrea's 9 Month Check Up
I just realized that i never updated for andrea's 9 month check so here goes!!
at 9 months old:
Weight: 16lbs even
Height:28 Inches long
Head Circumference: 17
Milestones: Pulling herself up to standing, standing alone for a few seconds, crawling consistantly, following mommy daddy, gramps, grammy EVERYWHERE!!
Pointing to everything, saying mama, dada, baba, da, ba, eh, mmmm. responding to her name and various nicknames, smiling when we smile at her, laughing when tickled, reaching for us to hold her, very slight stranger anxiety, holding her own bottle, feeding herself finger foods.
the nineth month was very big for my sweet little minnow she has learned and grown alot... and continues to surprise me every day with how big she is and how much she knows. Birthday plans are still in the works even though i'm not spending every waking moment on them these days since we're house hunting. But God has been good to us and has always opened doors... like gustavo's new job which came at just the right time and is truly a blessing. I know andrea's first beautiful birthday will be great and just perfect for her. So i'm not all to worried. i'm sure everything will come together in due time..
at 9 months old:
Weight: 16lbs even
Height:28 Inches long
Head Circumference: 17
Milestones: Pulling herself up to standing, standing alone for a few seconds, crawling consistantly, following mommy daddy, gramps, grammy EVERYWHERE!!
Pointing to everything, saying mama, dada, baba, da, ba, eh, mmmm. responding to her name and various nicknames, smiling when we smile at her, laughing when tickled, reaching for us to hold her, very slight stranger anxiety, holding her own bottle, feeding herself finger foods.
the nineth month was very big for my sweet little minnow she has learned and grown alot... and continues to surprise me every day with how big she is and how much she knows. Birthday plans are still in the works even though i'm not spending every waking moment on them these days since we're house hunting. But God has been good to us and has always opened doors... like gustavo's new job which came at just the right time and is truly a blessing. I know andrea's first beautiful birthday will be great and just perfect for her. So i'm not all to worried. i'm sure everything will come together in due time..
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
What we came home to
Once we got home from puerto rico on sunday we had to go pick up our other car which was left at my apartment...before we headed back to my parents house...once we were there andrea needed a bottle so we went in for a quick minute... however that minute was just quick enough for me to see someone scurrying across my back sliding glass door... we went outside around back to see two guys running down the back end of all the apartment buildings and crossing into a large abandoned golf course... when we turned around we saw our next door neighbor's window had been broken, the screen had been torn out, and it was left partially open... looks like our little intruders had paid our neighbors a visit. they weren't home at the time so i called the police and within minutes three squad cars were there...they busted the door down and had their guns pulled... ughhhh what a feeling to have... this is simply rediculous and i'm having an extremely hard time dealing with this crap especially since it keeps happening and who knows who elses apartment was broken into while we've been gone its just so upsetting... they weren't able to find the guys... to much time had lapsed and the only identification i had on them was what they were wearing ... we only saw the back of them..but i know they were the ones..anyway i guess one day they will surely get a rude awakening after all the simplicity of greed can be a very dangerous road to travel.
Our Trip to Puerto Rico
Last wednesday we went to puerto rico to show off andrea to the family!
all of gustavo's family lives there and we really hadn't had a chance to get out there until recently anyway it was a nice time... we were there wednesday through sunday... andrea slept the entire flight both ways which was great.. we even got lucky and had all three seats to ourselves because the people in the third seat were nice enough to move... although it was probably bc they didn't want to be bothered by a 9 month old baby monkey jumping all over them lol!!! anyway... when we were in puerto rico we stayed with my in laws ... andrea went in the pool for the first time and we took a drive to old san juan and visited el morro which is a spanish fortress... old san juan is fulll of history and is always so nice and relaxing to go and walk around.. we had hot dogs and flew a kite... the weather was breezy nothing like the sticky florida weather we're used too.
on our last day there .. my mother and father in law had all the family over to the house to meet andrea!! everyone loved her and as a matter of fact she loved everyone right back.. she went to them with open arms...and they brought her all sorts of gifts. it was great and i'm so happy she got to spend some time with her other half of the family... i think its so important that she know them...she also fell in love with my mother in law's cat!! she came home saying dato (andrea lingo for gato)... very very cute..
also on our last night there we andrea and i experienced our first earth quake... it was a 5.8 on the richter scale and was felt throughout the entire island of puerto rico as well as the virgin islands and dominican republic!! crazy... it lasted for what i was aware of for about 30 seconds... but its a very surreal feeling.
Pictures will be posted as soon as i can... we're staying with my parents until we find somewhere to move... until then my computer will be in storage...
all of gustavo's family lives there and we really hadn't had a chance to get out there until recently anyway it was a nice time... we were there wednesday through sunday... andrea slept the entire flight both ways which was great.. we even got lucky and had all three seats to ourselves because the people in the third seat were nice enough to move... although it was probably bc they didn't want to be bothered by a 9 month old baby monkey jumping all over them lol!!! anyway... when we were in puerto rico we stayed with my in laws ... andrea went in the pool for the first time and we took a drive to old san juan and visited el morro which is a spanish fortress... old san juan is fulll of history and is always so nice and relaxing to go and walk around.. we had hot dogs and flew a kite... the weather was breezy nothing like the sticky florida weather we're used too.
on our last day there .. my mother and father in law had all the family over to the house to meet andrea!! everyone loved her and as a matter of fact she loved everyone right back.. she went to them with open arms...and they brought her all sorts of gifts. it was great and i'm so happy she got to spend some time with her other half of the family... i think its so important that she know them...she also fell in love with my mother in law's cat!! she came home saying dato (andrea lingo for gato)... very very cute..
also on our last night there we andrea and i experienced our first earth quake... it was a 5.8 on the richter scale and was felt throughout the entire island of puerto rico as well as the virgin islands and dominican republic!! crazy... it lasted for what i was aware of for about 30 seconds... but its a very surreal feeling.
Pictures will be posted as soon as i can... we're staying with my parents until we find somewhere to move... until then my computer will be in storage...
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
How to start breathing again?
for as long as i can remember i've used writing as an outlet for my feelings... fight with my parents.. i wrote... fight with boyfriends... i wrote... fight with friends... i wrote... fell in love i wrote... once i got married i let my writing go a bit... maybe i just didn't have anything to vent about..but since i got pregnant and had andrea i've started writing again.. its more me just trying to get my thoughts out and document andrea's beautiful little life. Well today i'm writing to vent... today i'm writing to possibly start breathing again...today i'm writing to write.. for me...
Saturday May 8 the day before my first mothers day between 2:45 and 5pm our home was broken into and buglarized.
Gustavo met me at the shops at pembroke to pick up andrea bc i was getting my hair done for mothers day... he wanted to stay with me and i told him that it was way to hot ... that he should just take andrea and go home ... he stayed... (miracle in disguise. thank god) Had he gone home when i told him to he would've walked in with our daughter to these strangers in our home.
He ended up staying and i dropped andrea off with him so i could make one more stop before the day was over..i got 1 block down the street when he called me to tell me what had happened. I rushed home... the cops were there within 10 minutes...from that point we filed the report and forensics showed up within 30 minutes.. they were able to get fingerprints from our closet but im willing to bet they're our own.. they advised we should be contacted within a week and a half to go down to get fingerprinted for comparison. They didn't take too much if thats even an honest statement to make and the cop assured us the culprits would be back... this was a warning... this was someone who lived in our complex... someone who has been watching us... who knows when we're home and when we're not... who knows our schedule... i couldn't help but stand outside our home and just stare off into the distance wondering if these lowly people were watching everything unfold.. watching the cops get there... watching me get in my car with my daughter and a packed bag and leave for my parents house. watch the very breath inside of me be taken.
At first i wasn't angry i was just in shock... now i've gone through a few other choice feelings.
i feel violated.... these strangers were in my home... went through my drawers... helped themselves to my belongings... they violated the trust that i had in the solace of being in our home... where i lay my head and my daughter laughs... they violated the home gustavo and i were married in... the home we made a baby in... and the home andrea was born in... we painted and decorated her room put every piece of furniture together ourselves... and built memories and a life... that was taken in one instant.
i feel hurt... hurt because we are good people and i dont feel bad saying it...WE ARE GOOD PEOPLE... stand up people... that go out of our way to help others... that love each other and our family ... that dont bother others... but instead respect those around us. We work hard every day for everything we've earned... we live a simple life full of love and admiration for each other...we know what it is to struggle and have absolutely nothing...we know what it is to start from scratch and sacrifice to make our life work. and now we know what it is not to be able to breathe....
i feel angry... angry because we've been taken advantage of... angry because they didn't just take posessions they took memories... this will forever be the memory of my first mothers day, of this apartment... of this day in my life... after all life is made up of moments and they took that moment for their own selfish cowardly reasons and i'll never be able to get that back. they have now backed us into a corner because i cannot step foot back into that apartment without wondering if today will be the day they decide to return. i cant put my daughter to bed in her room without staying up all night to keep her safe...i feel backed into a corner because we were absolutely not prepared to move out of this apartment overnight and now this is the reality we're faced with.
i feel scared...scared because everything could have been taken from me in one quick flash... had gustavo gone back home with the baby while these idiots were there... scared that life has come to this... that we live in a drowning economy full of people who feel they need to do these things to survive.. scared that my daughter is going to have to grow up in this society.. scared that there isn't a damn thing i can do to change this situation or turn back time... or catch them...and scared that i'm always going to feel this way... this tightness in my chest and sick feeling in my stomach...scared that i'll never be able to give anybody the benefit of the doubt ever again because bad things happen and there are to many people out there with bad intentions.
I know that i need to go back to church .... i know that i will find peace in God... but the sad thing is that i dont want that... i dont want to feel better.. i want to hate these scumbags with all i've got i want them to feel pain and i want them to pay for what they did. even for the possibility of what the could've taken from me in addition to what was already stolen. but the worst part of all of this is that i know they wont be caught and even if they were the punishment they would receive pales in comparison to what i feel they deserve.
Saturday May 8 the day before my first mothers day between 2:45 and 5pm our home was broken into and buglarized.
Gustavo met me at the shops at pembroke to pick up andrea bc i was getting my hair done for mothers day... he wanted to stay with me and i told him that it was way to hot ... that he should just take andrea and go home ... he stayed... (miracle in disguise. thank god) Had he gone home when i told him to he would've walked in with our daughter to these strangers in our home.
He ended up staying and i dropped andrea off with him so i could make one more stop before the day was over..i got 1 block down the street when he called me to tell me what had happened. I rushed home... the cops were there within 10 minutes...from that point we filed the report and forensics showed up within 30 minutes.. they were able to get fingerprints from our closet but im willing to bet they're our own.. they advised we should be contacted within a week and a half to go down to get fingerprinted for comparison. They didn't take too much if thats even an honest statement to make and the cop assured us the culprits would be back... this was a warning... this was someone who lived in our complex... someone who has been watching us... who knows when we're home and when we're not... who knows our schedule... i couldn't help but stand outside our home and just stare off into the distance wondering if these lowly people were watching everything unfold.. watching the cops get there... watching me get in my car with my daughter and a packed bag and leave for my parents house. watch the very breath inside of me be taken.
At first i wasn't angry i was just in shock... now i've gone through a few other choice feelings.
i feel violated.... these strangers were in my home... went through my drawers... helped themselves to my belongings... they violated the trust that i had in the solace of being in our home... where i lay my head and my daughter laughs... they violated the home gustavo and i were married in... the home we made a baby in... and the home andrea was born in... we painted and decorated her room put every piece of furniture together ourselves... and built memories and a life... that was taken in one instant.
i feel hurt... hurt because we are good people and i dont feel bad saying it...WE ARE GOOD PEOPLE... stand up people... that go out of our way to help others... that love each other and our family ... that dont bother others... but instead respect those around us. We work hard every day for everything we've earned... we live a simple life full of love and admiration for each other...we know what it is to struggle and have absolutely nothing...we know what it is to start from scratch and sacrifice to make our life work. and now we know what it is not to be able to breathe....
i feel angry... angry because we've been taken advantage of... angry because they didn't just take posessions they took memories... this will forever be the memory of my first mothers day, of this apartment... of this day in my life... after all life is made up of moments and they took that moment for their own selfish cowardly reasons and i'll never be able to get that back. they have now backed us into a corner because i cannot step foot back into that apartment without wondering if today will be the day they decide to return. i cant put my daughter to bed in her room without staying up all night to keep her safe...i feel backed into a corner because we were absolutely not prepared to move out of this apartment overnight and now this is the reality we're faced with.
i feel scared...scared because everything could have been taken from me in one quick flash... had gustavo gone back home with the baby while these idiots were there... scared that life has come to this... that we live in a drowning economy full of people who feel they need to do these things to survive.. scared that my daughter is going to have to grow up in this society.. scared that there isn't a damn thing i can do to change this situation or turn back time... or catch them...and scared that i'm always going to feel this way... this tightness in my chest and sick feeling in my stomach...scared that i'll never be able to give anybody the benefit of the doubt ever again because bad things happen and there are to many people out there with bad intentions.
I know that i need to go back to church .... i know that i will find peace in God... but the sad thing is that i dont want that... i dont want to feel better.. i want to hate these scumbags with all i've got i want them to feel pain and i want them to pay for what they did. even for the possibility of what the could've taken from me in addition to what was already stolen. but the worst part of all of this is that i know they wont be caught and even if they were the punishment they would receive pales in comparison to what i feel they deserve.
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