Monday, October 31, 2011

Happy Halloween! & Weekend Recap

HaPpY HaLLoWeeN!
Here's what me & baby Eva wore to the Haunted House fundraiser that was held again this weekend.

Last weekend went by pretty fast. On Friday we had our big appointment! Here are some pictures of Baby Eva that I hadn't posted yet:
Skeleton baby! Just in time for Halloween!
Baby's perfect little foot. I can't wait to give it kisses.

I was kind of disappointed with the pictures that the ultrasound tech got. There were some pretty amazing images on the screen when she was doing the testing but the ones she chose to print out were pretty blurry. I feel like the last ultrasound tech we had did a much better job. Oh well. 

On Friday after the ultrasound we went to Target and started the baby's registry. It was so fun holding that little laser gun and scanning away. There wasn't all that much stuff we liked, which we anticipated with our unique taste, so we started an Amazon registry as well. Amazon lets you add stuff from every other online store which is pretty cool. I have found so much cute stuff for baby Eva, especially from Etsy and Roxy.

Saturday was spent doing homework, watching the UFC fight, and volunteering at the haunted house again. On Sunday we went and checked out a few places in town. We live on the Marine Corps base in Kailua right now, but we decided to move to town so I can be closer to school when I start to get bigger and the baby is born. Daniel also wants to start training at the UFC gym they have down there. I checked it out and it looked pretty cool, so I might join too. I probably won't be doing any MMA but they have a bunch of other classes and programs that look pretty fun. We'll save a bunch of money if we move to town too, since the rent is "too damn high" on the East Side.

I don't get out of class until 6:45 tonight but I'm going to try and rush home so I don't miss too many adorable trick-or-treaters. Can't wait! I love Halloween.

Sunday, October 30, 2011

21 Weeks

Size of baby: 10 1/2 inches long (the length of a carrot) and a little over 14 ounces

Gender: GIRL!!! ♥  ♥  

Symptoms: Mild heartburn, backaches

Fetal Movements: My tiny baby is moving around so much lately, even during the day. I not only feel her moving, but I feel her rolling and shifting around. So crazy! Her daddy has been able to feel her little kicks and punches from the outside too.

Cravings: Broccoli and Cheese Soup, Mexican Food

Aversions: Still the same. I also can't stand the smell of Pot Roast anymore, which sucks because I used to loove it.

Best Moment This Week: Seeing my beautiful baby girl on the sonogram. It's so crazy how deliberate and controlled her movements are. She had her little feet crossed "indian style," she was making sucking/swallowing motions with her mouth, she was putting her little hand on her face and then punching mama's uterus. I can't wait to hold her and give her a million kisses.

What I Look Forward To: SHOPPING! We already started shopping a little but we're trying to pace ourselves. I'll post pictures of what we've bought so far later. I have already put tons of things on my Amazon and Target baby registries so we're hesitant to buy too much stuff until after my baby shower in December. I've discovered that Roxy has the CUTEST baby girl clothes. This is going to be one spoiled baby girl!

Other interesting facts about this week: Although my baby is not considered to have reached the point of viability yet, the youngest premie to ever survive outside the womb, Amalia Taylor, was born at this stage in her development at 21 weeks and 6 days. She was 10 ounces (4 ounces less than what my baby is measuring right now) and 9.5 inches.

Words of Wisdom for the Week: Feeling my baby moving around nonstop and seeing her on the screen and finding out she's a baby girl has made everything seem even more real. I can't wait to meet her already!!! (I don't know if these are "words of wisdom" but it's what has been on my mind! heehee)

Friday, October 28, 2011

It's a...

Our sweet baby girl looked great! She weighs 14 ounces and is measuring perfectly. We're so in love with her and yes, she already has Daniel wrapped around her tiny finger. As far as Mama goes, well... is going to be backed up for a while. ♥ ♥ ♥

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Boy or Girl?

So as you probably know (because I won’t shut up about it) I’m only one day away from finding out whether this little love of mine will bring sugar and spice or snips and snails.  I thought I’d have some fun with some old wives tales and daydream about what my baby will be like as either...


1. How you’re carrying - If you're carrying high, break out the pink. If your bump is low, you're carrying a boy.
Boy??? I’m barely showing but I would guess it’s pretty low.

2. Heart Rate- According to legend, 140+ beats per minute indicates a girl, and below 140 a boy.
Girl! It was 150 last time I went to the OB.

3. Cravings- If you’re craving sweets it’s a girl, if you’re craving salty it’s a boy
Boy! I had a huge sweet tooth before pregnancy, not so much anymore.

4. Chinese Birth Chart- based on the month you conceived and your age at conception

5. Mayan Legend- determined a baby's sex by looking at the mother's age at conception and the year of conception. If both are even or odd, it's a girl. If one's even and one's odd, it's a boy.

6. Complexion- If you're breaking out like crazy, blame it on your girl babe. The belief goes that girls steal their mother's beauty, hence, those annoying zits.
Girl! Something is definitely sucking the beauty out of me, although D seems to think I’m prettier.

7. Ring Test- Hang your wedding ring by a string. If it swings in a circle, a little guy's in your future. If it goes back and forth, you've got a girl.
Boy! It started going in a circle but then after a while it switched to back and forth, so maybe Girl?

8.  Morning Sickness- Sick as a dog during the first trimester -- or still? Signs indicate you're having a girl. Little or no morning sickness points to a boy.
Boy! I had a few days where I was a little queasy but not enough to hamper my day. I made it through the entire first trimester without puking!

9.  Survey Says
Girl! Only three of my friends have said they think my baby is a boy. The vast majority of my friends and family think it’s going to be a girl. Many already refer to him/her as “she” or “my niece.” Admittedly, this has been a pet peeve of mine during pregnancy. It’s as if other people know more about my little baby then I do. But who knows? Maybe they do.

10. Things I didn’t do:
-Pee in a glass of draino
-buy any sort of gender predictor kit
-go to a psychic

Let me know if I missed anything!

Letter to My Future Boy or Girl:

Dear Baby,

What do I think of the matter? Well, since I’m planning on having about 12 kids (okay maybe 5… I have to start high so that your daddy compromises at at least 3) I’m not too worried about whether you are a girl or boy. I know it sounds cliché to say “I just hope you are healthy” but it really couldn’t be more true. In the course of this pregnancy I have heard about so many scary things that can happen to babies that I’m just really nervous that something bad will happen to you. I'm told as a parent I'll never stop worrying, though, so I guess I should get used to it. 

One thing I hear a lot of people say is “I hope I have a boy first so he can look after his little sister.” As far as concerns go, that is the very least of mine. If you are a girl and you are anything like your mom you won’t need an older brother to look after you. Besides, I personally couldn’t imagine life without my little brothers (your uncles) to pick on. If you are anything like any of the Lerma women you will be a regular Scarlett O’Hara- strong, independent, (admittedly) selfish, and you won’t take sh*t from anyone. You miiiight have a weakness for romance but lucky for you you’ll have a Marine daddy who will BTHO anyone who breaks your heart. If you are a girl we’ll probably be broke soon. There are so many cute outfits and accessories for baby girls and I’ll finally have a real life doll to dress up like I practiced doing when I was a little girl. But that’s okay- you can pay us back when you're the next Carissa Moore, winning your first  women's world surfing championship by the time you're 18.

If you are a boy, first off you’ve probably been annoyed that all your tias have been referring to you as a girl for the past four and a half months. Your daddy and I agreed that with the money we’ll save on clothing and accessories we’ll buy you a drum set so you has something productive to bang on when you're a toddler. I’ll probably regret it but I can always invest in some Bose headphones. Maybe you'll be in a band some day. It’s kind of hard to picture a baby boy, but I can already picture you when you're a grom- your backwards hat, scraped-up elbows, and torn up skate shoes… late for dinner again because you were finishing up a game of s-k-a-t-e with the other neighborhood groms. I’ll pretend like I’m mad but I really won’t be.

And if you, my baby boy or girl, are nothing like I've daydreamed about so far- if you hate the ocean or prefer Britney Spears over Black Flag, I’ll love you just the same. Why? Because you are MINE and I’ve loved you ever since I saw those two pink lines on that ten-dollar pregnancy test. ♥


Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Weekend Recap

Last weekend went by really fast. On Friday night D & I just stayed in and worked on homework.  On Saturday night we volunteered at a haunted house fundraiser for the Marine Corps Ball.  Daniel was a character in the haunted house but he didn't want me to be in it so I volunteered in the kid's section painting faces.  It was pretty fun hanging with a bunch of groms all night.  It made me think about what my baby will be like when he/she is a kid.  I dressed up as a little pregnant devil using a costume from a couple of years ago.  D and I joked that the baby was going as Damien (from The Omen).  D played a scarecrow-type thing. He waited on a cross-like structure outside the haunted house and scared people as they passed by.  The haunted house looked pretty cool.  They had it in this creepy building the Marines use for urban warfare training. 

I don't know what happened to my other horn in this pic. 
Daniel during the set-up. It didn't actually open until dark. You can see the building in the background.

On Sunday we went up to North Shore. The surf was really good and I wanted to get some pics but it started raining pretty much as soon as we got to the beach and it wouldn't stop.  This is the only pic I got at Sunset Beach:

Next weekend will hopefully be spent shopping for baby stuff since we'll finally know the gender!

Sunday, October 23, 2011

20 Weeks - Half Baked!

Size of baby: About 10 inches from head to heel - the length of a large banana. 

Symptoms: Backaches!!! I think I'm starting to get some round ligament pain and maybe some Braxton Hicks contractions.  I keep feeling weird pains going on in my belly. 

Sleep: Pretty crappy as usual.

Fetal Movement:  Lots and lots of kicks! It's so exciting!!! <3 <3 <3 It usually only happens when I'm lying down in bed, though. 

Cravings:  Fresh flour tortillas... can't wait to get to Texas.

Aversions:  Vitamin water & powerade-type stuff... gives me metal mouth! And speaking of Half-Baked, I still can't eat Ben and Jerry's either for some reason... It just doesn't taste good to me anymore. So strange!

Best Moment this Week:  The baby keeping me up all night with his/her kicking!

What I Look Forward To: T minus FIVE DAYS until I find out whether this little belly monster will be a grom or gromette!!!! SOOOOOOOO excited!!!!!

Words of Wisdom for the Week:  Welp, I made it to the halfway point in my pregnancy! In some ways it's gone by really fast and in other ways it has gone by really slow. I just can't wait to meet my little baby!!! I hope the second half of pregnancy goes as smoothly as the first. 

Friday, October 21, 2011


Okay- So normally it takes a lot to make me cry, and I mean A LOT!  I'm not one of those people who cries tears of joy or anything of the sort.  I usually only cry when I'm extremely physically or mentally hurt.  Buuut... pregnancy hormones are no joke!  I find myself crying at all sorts of random things.  However, there are two things I've found during this pregnancy that just turn the waterworks on every time I see them.

#1 - This pin I found on Pinterest. 

Like every pregnant lady, I'm terrified of stretch marks.  I don't want to jinx myself, but after three kids my mom's stomach is stretch-mark-free and as far as my dad's side goes my aunt's stomach is also flawless after four.  But I can't help but stress over it like all the time.  I've always worked really hard to keep my abs defined and my body in shape but this is one of those realities of pregnancy that could change your body forever.  After seeing this pin on Pinterest, though, my fears were actually soothed a bit.  If I do end up getting stretch marks on my belly or hips I will try and think of this beautiful poem whenever I get stressed out about them.  Every time I read it I think about how every terrible thing about pregnancy is totally worth it.  I haven't even met this baby growing inside me yet but I already don't know what I would do without him/her. 

In case you can't read it, it says: "A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."

#2 - This darn Pampers commercial. 

It gets me every time.  Seriously.  It can come on while I'm in another room and the music triggers the bawling.  So embarrassing.

Thursday, October 20, 2011


Dear baby,

Today is my Daddy’s mother’s (your great-grandmother’s) 81st birthday.  Her name is Betty but we call her “Mamo.”  She is a mother to three, a grandmother to eleven, and a great-grandmother of one (soon to be two!).

I used to love spending the night at Mamo's house when I was a kid, especially when all the cousins were there.  We would play games like Monopoly and Chalupa, we would draw pictures, and we would eat delicious food.  We would watch old movies and black-and-white shows. Mamo's favorites are Gone with the Wind, The Three Stooges, and Shirley Temple.  She and Papo would call Me, Robby, and Ashley the Three Stooges because we were the oldest grandchildren. 

If there is one word to describe your great-grandmother it’s “firecracker.”  There is never a dull moment when Mamo is around.  She always has something to say and chances are it’s going to make you laugh.  She has the best stories and she never runs out of them.

Mamo showing some leg. 
One of the stories she told me is that one day, when I was a little girl, I walked into her room.  She was reading a book and had her dentures cleaning in a glass next to her bed.  I stood there for a few minutes, looking at the teeth in the glass and back up at her and I finally asked, "Mamo, Is that what happens when you don't brush your teeth?" 

I can picture Mamo now… She might be off getting her hair done, or sitting by the pool, or grocery shopping, or cooking up a storm… Wherever she is she has her white zinfandel in hand. If she’s at home it’s in a regular ol’ wine glass, but if she’s out and about it’s disguised in a Vitamin Water bottle or something of the sort.

Mamo loves her wine.  She called me one day a few years ago and told me she had been bitten by a spider and was on bed rest.  She told me she needed someone to connect a tube to her box of wine in the refrigerator so that she didn’t have to get up to refill her glass! 

Last Christmas she and tía Ana taught me how to make Tamales. Maybe I can teach you one day. I'll need to get some more recipes from her too when I go back to Texas for Christmas in a few months. 

Here are some pictures of Mamo when she was younger:

I can't wait to introduce you to Mamo.  It will be cool to have four generations of Lermas in the same room (Mamo, Dad, me, and You!).  She was so happy when I told her I was pregnant with you.  She's going to love you so much. 


Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Weekend Recap

Just some quick updates- I've been feeling the baby move a lot more lately, mainly when I'm trying to sleep. He/she has been giving me some pretty nice kicks in the belly. Sometimes it feels pretty strange but it makes me sooo happy every time I feel it. It's very reassuring knowing everything's okay in there. NINE MORE DAYS 'til our anatomy ultrasound!!! I can't wait 'til I can finally stop referring to this baby as he/she or it.

Meanwhile, here are some pictures from our weekend. I managed to sneak in some fun between long readings and paper-writing. 

Out on the Boat
Kaneohe Bay
Daniel's old friend James came to visit!  
Daniel Surfing at Pyramid Rock

Sunday, October 16, 2011

19 Weeks

Size of baby:  About 6.5 inches crown to rump (the size of a small cantaloupe) 

Sleep:  Pretty bad. I can't get comfortable and my back is always hurting. I can only imagine what it's going to be like when my belly gets even bigger. 

Symptoms:  well just when I thought my skin was clearing up it came back with a vengeance (sucks!) aaand I always have to pee

Fetal Movement:  It's still pretty inconsistent but I feel sooo happy and warm inside when I do feel it.

Cravings:  Pecans, Crunchy Cheetos

What I Look Forward To:  Finding out the gender in a week and a half so I can start my registry & do what I do best- SHOP!

Words of Wisdom for the Week:  I read in a few blogs that I follow that this week was pregnancy loss awareness week.  Some days I wish this pregnancy would go by faster, but I try to remind myself being pregnant is a gift and an amazing life experience that I should savor every minute of.  I guess it will be easier when I feel the baby moving around more often to remind me that he/she is there.  I'll be back to the things I miss about not being pregnant before I know it. 

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Running for Two

I thought I'd give a quick update about my exercise schedule. Now that I'm about halfway through my pregnancy, it's getting really difficult to push through my workouts. Most days I just really don't feel like doing it, and I'm jealous of the girls who don't have psychological issues that make them have to work out every day. Still, I know it's best for me and the baby so I suck it up and drive my growing behind to the gym. 

I am still able to run on most days. My doctor recommended I stop running every day after my arches collapsed but I'm not going to lie, I still try to. It's an addiction. The only thing keeping me from going all out is this growing belly and shrinking lung capacity. I heard about a woman who completed the Chicago Marathon last week and gave birth to a healthy baby girl hours later. It really made me feel like a total slacker. I'm running about 3 miles a day at about 6mph... a snail's pace. I miss the days when I could finish my 3 miles in 21 minutes instead of 31. The thing is, pregnant women have 50% extra blood flowing through their veins so their hearts have to work twice as hard. Sometimes I get out of breath just walking up the stairs at home. Oh well. My doc said I can continue to run as long as I don't feel pain or like I'm going to pass out, so I will. I read something about babies actually being rocked to sleep by a mother running (or doing any sort of exercise really). I know the more I keep jogging (no matter how slow) during this pregnancy the sooner I'll be able to return to sprinting after I pop this baby out. I feel great after I complete my three miles. Some days I just can't. I'm too exhausted or I get too out of breath. I have to switch to the elliptical or stationary bike or stepmill. It bums me out. I've been wanting to start swimming again but it's hard to find time for that. It's too cold to go in the mornings when I usually do cardio. 

As far as lifting goes, I only have time to go three days a week because of school. I'm at school from 8:30 in the morning to 6:45 at night on Mondays and Wednesdays, so I lift for about an hour on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. I do legs on Tuesdays, Back & Biceps on Thursdays, and Shoulders & Triceps on Fridays. I hate not being able to lift six days a week. Luckily, I haven't noticed a significant decrease in strength since the initial drop-off at the beginning of my pregnancy. If i can maintain this through the rest of my pregnancy I should be able to get back pretty easily after birth. I rarely work abs anymore though because it just doesn't feel right. It's weird because even though my stomach is all stretched out, you can still see the outline of my abs sitting on top of my belly sometimes. It's especially noticeable when I wear a tight cami. It's like they're trying to hold on as long as possible. Pobrecitos. They don't know what they're in for. 

Sunday, October 9, 2011

18 Weeks

Sorry my hair is always out of control in these pics, I always take them when I first wake up.
Size of baby: About 6 inches from crown to rump (the size of a large mango)

Sleep: Not too good. I'm starting to think I won't be having good nights of sleep for a long time. Last night I had a baby dream. I was standing up holding him (it was a boy in the dream) and I was so happy just looking at him. It wasn't my first baby dream but it is the first one that made sense. (The other ones were very strange, like my baby was a kitty and weird stuff like that.)

Symptoms: backaches! ugh... my bad skin finally looks like it's starting to clear up, though.

Fetal Movement: a few more tickles every now and then

What I Look Forward To: Feeling real, no joke kicks. It is kind of eerie to feel something one day and then not feel anything for another couple of days. I can't wait until it's more consistent and obvious. Finding out gender, of course! 2.5 weeks away. I can't wait to start shopping!!!

Words of Wisdom from this Week: No joke, sometimes it can be really scary and frustrating seeing all the changes my body is going through. It's getting hard for me to button my jeans. All my clothes are definitely fitting tighter. Even though I know it's because I'm pregnant, these things are terrifying for a fitness junkie like me. Sometimes I really just need to take a deep breath and know it will all be worth it when I have my little baby in my arms. I have no worries about not getting my body back afterward- I'm a pro at cutting weight!

Other Interesting Info: So it's always so confusing that pregnancy is 40 weeks but 9 months. If you think of a month as 4 weeks (or 4.5 weeks) it's hard to figure out how many months pregnant you are compared to how many weeks you are. Well, according to this handy dandy chart I found on a pregnancy website, I'm 5 months this week! Pretty crazy, but here it is:

Saturday, October 8, 2011

My Daddy

I wanted to start up a series on this blog where I introduce my baby (who might one day be reading this) to his/her family. Since today is my dad’s birthday I’ll be starting with him. I’ll give a little bio of each family member on their birthday, told through my eyes.

Dear baby,

My daddy (your grandfather) was born on October 8, 1957 in Brownsville, Texas to Damaso Julio (D.J. or Papo) & Betty Lerma (Mamo).  I don’t have too many stories about him from when he was younger, but from what I understand he was a lot like my little brother (your uncle, D.J.).  D.J. is a smart kid, but he’d rather be off doing fun stuff than studying for tests and doing homework.  Nonetheless, my daddy graduated from Texas A&I with a degree in Agricultural Economics and then South Texas College of Law with a Law Degree.  (Yes, I’ll be the third generation of lawyers in our family so you have some work to do, little one!)

One thing I know about my daddy from when he was younger is that he learned how to play the guitar. I found his old guitar sheet music books in the seat of our piano. I’m pretty sure they’re still there. Here's a pic from when he was a kid:

Along with being a lawyer, my daddy is a cowboy.  And no, he’s not one of those city-dwellers who listens to country music and drives a big truck and therefore feels entitled to call himself a cowboy.  In fact, I don’t think my dad has ever called himself a cowboy, but he is one-- a real one.  My daddy was raised on Palmito Ranch, the same ranch that I and everyone else on this side of your family was raised on since Texas was a part of Spain.  I’m pretty sure my daddy dreamed about being a rancher full-time, but ranching isn’t always the most profitable line of work.  Still, he’s always kept up our ranch & raised cows & other critters.  I used to go to the cow sales with him when I was younger.  I remember that at the end of the day when I’d lay down for bed I could still hear the auctioneer’s ramblings in my head.

Another thing about my daddy… he’s kind of a big deal.  He was the first Hispanic President of the Texas Criminal Defense Lawyers Association, an association of the premier criminal defense lawyers in Texas and the premier criminal defense lawyer's association in the United States.  He was also appointed by Rick Perry to the Governor’s Criminal Justice Advisory Panel.  He’s hung out with George W. Bush on several occasions, and Bush even visited his office back when Papo (who was a judge) was still alive.

Other things about my daddy:
  • He loves riding motorcycles. In fact, I’m looking forward to buying you a little t-shirt that says “My Grandpa Rides a Harley.”

  • He is one of the people behind “Sombrero Festival,” a three-day festival during Charro Days, a holiday unique to South Texas.  It is basically a huge series of parties and events that celebrate Mexican-American culture.

  • He loves the beach.  Our ranch is just a couple of miles away from Boca Chica Beach (called that because it is where the Rio Grande meets the sea.)  We have a beach house there and used to go all the time when I was younger.  In fact, I was just 3 days old when I had my first Boca Chica Beach day.  I plan to introduce you to the beach when you’re that young as well.  I also used to go fishing with my Daddy all the time on his boat. Those days were the most fun, especially when all my siblings and cousins were there too.

  • Food: He cooks the best steaks and barbeque in the world.  As far as candy goes, he loves those sugary orange slice wedge candies.  He used to always have some in his office.  He also loves Peanut M&M’s (must be where I get that from).  He also likes fried chicken (can’t remember whether he likes Church’s or KFC more) and Bologna sandwiches. One of his favorite restaurants was Joe Cotton's BBQ in Robstown, TX. We used to stop there all the time on drives to San Antonio. He used to go there with Papo when he was a kid too. Sadly, it burned down a few months ago so I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to take you there. 
  • Sports: He likes to play basketball. He used to play with a bunch of my friends’ dads when I was younger, but I’m not sure if they still do.  As far as watching sports goes, I think he’s more of a football fan but he probably watches both.  His  favorite teams are the Cowboys and the Spurs, of course.
  • Music: My Daddy loves the oldies. I learned the words to all sorts of oldies songs on the long drives from town back to the ranch after school. Artists like Patsy Cline, Buddy Holly, and Roy Orbison always remind me of him. I guess listening to all that music when I was a kid is what got me into Rockabilly & Psychobilly music when I got older. 
  • My Daddy likes to travel. We used to go on ALL SORTS of family trips when I was a kid. Those were the absolute best. I miss them so much. Sometimes Mamo and all the cousins would go too. Those are some of my favorite memories. 

I was my daddy’s first baby.  He’s not big into mushiness and expressing his emotions, but I know he loves me very much. 

Little baby of mine, I can’t wait for you to meet my Daddy.  It makes me so sad to know that you won’t be living close to him in the first few years of your life.  It’s hard enough for me to be away from him.  I miss him every single day and it never gets easier.  I promise we’ll visit him every chance we get, though, along with your other grandparents and aunties and uncles in Texas.  And as soon as your daddy is done with the Marines, we’ll move back to Texas and you’ll get to hang out with your grandpa all the time. 


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