24 weeks

Here are the pictures I took this morning. Technically at 24 weeks and 2 days.





These last few weeks have been going by so fast. I can't believe it is already September. Penguin will be here before we know it. We're still trying to decide on a name. So far we haven't had much luck with names that we both like. I don't know why boy names are so much harder. Last night I thought I had finally thought of the perfect name, until Argentinian pointed out to me that they (first and middle) were both city names. SO... I feel like I have a first name (well...maybe. it hasn't been agreed upon yet), and we still need a middle name too.

Other news, my mom will be coming to visit us next weekend, which is also my birthday (Friday). So that should be fun. I haven't seen her since the wedding, so it's been a while. So far we're planning to get some stuff for the baby taken care of, which will be nice. I just hope I have the energy for it.

19 Weeks

Well, I'm about half way through the pregnancy now. About 19.5 weeks. This is a picture I took a few days ago:



The little guy (Penguin) is definitely moving around in there. His kicks are getting strong enough that I even felt them on the outside over the weekend. Sadly, the Argentinian didn't get to feel them. Whenever he came over to feel Penguin either stopped moving, or kicked too softly that only I could feel it. Hopefully it'll happen soon enough that he can experience that.

We went up to Pasadena this past weekend to hang out with my family. It was quite a group of us, each with significant others. Eight total. Next year, we'll have the baby with us, so it'll be even more of a production. But, I always look forward to this yearly trip. It's a fun thing we started doing. We went to a comedy show on Saturday evening after eating dinner. Once the show was over everyone (sans dad and his girlfriend) went walking around Old Pasadena looking for some food and drinks (non-alcoholic for me obviously). We ended up going to a place called Hot Wings, as that was the only place that wasn't to "sit down restaurant-like" that was still open. One of my brothers ordered a glass of wine, which everyone laughed at. I mean, who goes to a place called Hot Wings, and then drinks wine (along with some french fries)? But we all had fun until we started getting a little tired and headed back to our hotel. Sunday, after breakfast, we went to the shop my dad's girlfriend owns and shopped around for a little bit. It's a cute little shop with little gift type things and books and all of that. Shortly after that, we split up (my brothers with their wife and girlfriend to the airport, us making the drive home) to head back home. My air conditioning in my car decided to break, so it was a pretty hot drive. I was dying during the first part of the drive home. Luckily I fell asleep so that I slept through most of the hot part. When I woke up, we were only about 20 minutes from home. So much cooler down here. But, I still need to get the AC fixed. I don't know if I'll be able to make it through the rest of the summer without it.

Recent Recap

It's been about a week or so since I've updated this blog. Hopefully I'll keep getting better and better at updating this one. This past weekend we had some of Argentinian's relatives staying with us. It was really nice and fun to meet them. They were so sweet and bought us a video camera for our wedding gift. They also bought a couple outfits for the baby.

I've been battling a cold or something (I hope it's not allergies, as that takes away all hope it will go away soon) the last 5 or so days. I am finally able to breath comfortably through my nose. Though one is still stuffy a majority of the time. But, it is at least getting better.

This weekend we are going to Pasadena to meet up with my family (well, sans mother) for our what seems to be annual weekend together. At least with my dad.

The pregnancy is going well. I felt the baby move the other night in a "I'm sure that's the baby and not my stomach digesting" sort of way. It was....strange. But great. I've never felt anything like that before (obviously). And I can't wait to feel it more regularly. So far I haven't felt anything so definite again. But I'm sure as the weeks go on I will.

Blank and Empty

Today so far has been both extremely hard, yet a little better in the crying department. I've started to tell some people, now that I'm fairly certain it is over. I feel so...empty. So blank. I don't get pleasure out of anything. I can't find anything I feel like doing. TV does not hold my interest, no matter what I find is on. Reading through some blogs on the internet does not help either. Nothing does.

Today he will finish getting all of his things. I know it's masochistic or something, but I would like to be here. I would like to see him just one more time, even if it is just for a few minutes. I do not know when I will see him again. Weeks, months, who knows? I know I hope that things will change. That we can go back to at least dating. But I don't know. I don't at this point have much faith in that, as much as I hope it happens. I obviously can't force anything. Just pray that what is best happens. I truly believe being with him is what is best, what is meant to be. It is especially hard because we are not breaking up under any bad conditions. We still care enormously for one another. Still love each other. So I can't just call him a jerk or something and be angry, and get over it. Instead I just sit and wonder what my life will be like without him. Which brings me back to feeling so empty. Everywhere, there are memories of him. Even my room, since we lived together. There is not many places that I will be able to go that will not have some memory of him, or of us. That kind of sucks, quite frankly.

I just want to thank all my friends and family, who have so far been so fabulous to me. So caring, and so kind. Though ultimately I am the one who has to deal with this, and get through it, knowing that you all are there for me helps. It doesn't take away the pain, but it helps to know that I have you to lean on. You to call up and cry to. To drive 2 hours round to come pick me up and take me back to your house so I won't have to drive myself while being so upset, so I won't be in this empty room tonight, all alone. Noticing the absence of his things.

Resurgance

This week has seen a resurgence in The Argentinian and my social lives. We've been going out more frequently than we usually do. Last Friday night we went out just the two of us to get some drinks and a movie. It was nice to just be alone with each other, cause it seemed like we hadn't gone on an actual date, just us, for quite a while. We saw Transformers, which was exactly how I thought it would be. Nothing fantastic, but entertaining enough. We had actually planned to see No Reservations, but it was sold out by the time we were purchasing our tickets. So our options were limited.

Saturday…well, Saturday was so uneventful I can't even think of a single thing we did. Sunday was his company picnic, so we went to a park and did that whole thing for a couple of hours. We had every intention of going to look at this one place for a possible wedding location, but after going home to take just a short nap like we had planned…well…it never happened. A "short nap" turned into an afternoon of lounging around the house and watching DVDs.

On Monday we went to meet up with one of his friends at the AC Lounge, and brought along one of our roommates too. I can't remember the last time we've gone out to a bar during the week. It's been that long. It was fun to go to the AC Lounge again. We hadn't gone there in forever. Side note: right outside is where we actually had "the talk" and became official. So we met up with this guy he knew who is also from Argentina, hence why I thought maybe the roommate might want to come along, just in case some Spanish conversations broke out, and I had no clue what was going on.

Tonight we're going to be meeting up with my cousin that lives up in Orange County. I haven't seen him in a few months, and The Argentinian has never met him. He has the cutest little boy. So I'm glad to get to see him and his family too, as well as introduce them to each other.

you're such a gamer

so over the thanksgiving holiday, when i was up in sacramento, i experienced something new. that new thing was the nintendo wii. after waiting what seemed like hours for my brother to get it all set up and updated, we (my brothers, s-i-l, argentinian and me. and later on my mom) all sad down for some fun. you get to create little game people that look like you. so we each took our turn, disagreeing over what our height, eyes, or hair should look like (i swear they were going to have me look like a baby next to all of them). one of the cool things, is it comes with this sports game that lets you pick from like four or five different sports, and it's really realistic as far as the little character of you moving the same as the real you does. it was also super hilarious to see my mom playing the tennis game. she gets so into it, practically running around the family room like it was a tennis court (even after you tell her she can really just move her hand/arm around). every time my mom plays video games with us it cracks me up. we had one of those fighting type games before, like mortal kombat or whatever, and we got my mom to play. she actually beat us sometimes. she's better than you'd think.

so the argentinian met my dad this weekend. he has now officially met my parents. i think it went well. he was so cute and unsure what to wear. i told him it didn't matter, that he could just wear a t-shirt and flip flops. he put on this casual jacket/blazer like thing. i was like, "are you kidding me? it's so hot out. take that jacket off. don't be ridiculous, you don't need to worry about how you look so much." we were both not feeling too well from the night before. (note to self: do not attend a going away party the night before introducing new boyfriend to father) but despite that, things were good. we went to get some breakfast at this place near the argentinian's house. not bad. sadly my dad could not stay long. it was only about an hour visit. so that just leaves me meeting his parents...which luckily won't happen for a little while as i will not be in argentina any time too soon.

the aftermath

so the weekend went really well. my mom liked him, my friends liked him as far as i can tell, and he liked everyone he met too. we had a really good time. we went to old town/downtown. hung out with some of my guy friends at shakers on friday night, and the girls at mandango's on saturday night. the drive wasn't too bad either. though we did end up going on the wrong freeway at one point cause he was trying to take a picture of something (i have no clue what). but other than that the drive went pretty smoothly. it went better than i thought it would have gone. so that's a definite plus.