Thevy's Animal Impressions

For months, Thevy has been capable of doing animal impressions. You simply ask her, "What does a ___ say?" And she'll imitate the sound. And with a certain accuracy. I mean, "ruff-ruff" and not "bow-wow", "mau" and not" me-ow". And she didn't just do the typical dog and cat. She also did dolphin and donkey.

Well, not only does Thevy do sound effects. She has started acting out the animal. One day she was on the floor, squatting with her hands to the floor. Then she said, "I'm a frog! Ribbit, ribbit!" She also does a cat. She meows and licks the back of her hand or arm, or she licks you! One day she was on her hands and knees talkin' about, "I'm a a jaguar. Rowwrrr!" (That was supposed to be a roar-sound, lol.) The other day she put her hands near her waist, bending her knees and saying, "I'ma duck walk" and started walking. Tonight, she did the same pose but said, "I'm a chicken" and clucked like a chicken, too! She's so silly...

And now I can add turtle. She was just crawling on the floor saying she was a turtle. hehe

"Quiero amarrarte a mis sesenta de cintura..."

Twenty pounds down, 25 more to go! That's until I get back down to my pre-pregnancy weight. I gotta be able to get into my Shakira t-shirt, as I only had a chance to wear it once. (The title of this post is a line from a Shakira song). I got the shirt when I went to a concert last August. Besides being overpriced, the shirt was also quite small. I would have preferred one size up, but it was all they had in the style I chose. So, even when I was at my regular weight, it was kinda on the tight side, so I know for sure I can't fit it now. Especially not while lactating! :-X

So, yeah, I went to see Shakira in concert last summer and never had the chance to blog about it cuz I had issues with Blogger. Anyhoo, I ended up going with my friend Stef and her sister. I had purchased the tickets months earlier and had no plans on with whom I'd go or what. I'm glad I found them cuz it was so last minute and I had paid for the tickets!

The seats were pretty decent - on the floor and not too-too far from the stage. I enjoyed myself and was glad I got to see my girl live. What wasn't cool was the guy next to me, who was recording all these video footage on his cell phone, smelled really bad. Like, "sour". You can imagine how someone's body odor can ruin a mood!

Another low-point of the concert was the opening act: Wyclef and his fat-azz sister. Now, I don't know if it was his actually sister, but he introduced her as such. She was fat and didn't fit the theme/style of the concert. Shakira is more pop/rock. This big girl was a bit more soul and her outfit was - ugh! A tight bodysuit that did not flatter figure! And I think it had a hole/opening on the front that would only have been "sexy" on a more slender figure. Hey - it's true.

And then stupid-azz Wyclef got mad cuz the crowd ain't get hype with him and his sis. I mean, come on! They weren't there to see him!! We wanted Shakira and that's who we were waiting on! And why couldn't they haven't gotten Alejandro Sanz to open? He collaborated with Shakira on her last album, too!!

So Wyclef got mad when people weren't standing or acting very interested in the opening act. He even had the nerve to get on a guy in the front row, even calling him a fat ass and telling him he needed to stand up. Again - wtf? We weren't there to see him! We'll stand up when Shakira comes on!! Anyway, as you can see, he pissed me off. Plus, I'm not really a fan of his, especially after I heard he impregnated a chick he did a duet with - a chick that was not his wife cuz that fool was supposedly already married. Man like that should be castrated!!

But aside from assholes who are opening acts, I did enjoy myself at the concert, getting to sing to Shakira's music while seeing her live. It was the first time I had actually gotten a chance to really go out in a long time. And it was the first time I was away from Thevy for so long. You shoulda seen me, I was a bit of a wreck internally with the thought of having to leave T. I asked my mom to watch her that night. I was so anxious right up until I actually dropped her off. And after that, I was all right. No perdí la cordura. =)

Thevy Adores Sothea

Why do people keep asking if Thevy is jealous of her little sister? A suppose a new baby can throw some things off at first, but... cause jealousy? No way! Thevy is by no means upset by having a "wittle sistah". In fact, if possible, I think she loves Sothea waaay too much! lol. Well, what I mean is that her constant displays of affection get on my nerves! She is constantly kissing or touching her baby sister, to the point where I have to tell her to quit! When I put the baby down to sleep, I don't need Thevy doing anything that stirs her! Sothea can be quite needy and I don't get many chances to put her down, so if I put her down and she actually sleeps, it's a huge relief! And I get angry with Thevy for waking her. I'm telling you, this girl (Thevy) does not listen. She is forever hovering over Sothea when she gets the chance, caressing her cheek and what have you. You may think that's cute, but it drives me crazy!

Thevy continues to amaze me with her vocab, saying things I didn't know she knew. Like when I scribbled a note down on a piece of paper, she took the paper and said "It's perfect." She's also said "It's wonderful." And she says, "I wuv you" to Sothea. She's also turned to me and said, "You're my best friend." haha. She cracks me up. =)

My Night in the ER

I spent an evening in the emergency room last week. I'm someone who doesn't like hospitals and tries not to complain if something's bothering me. I'm also someone who waits until the last minute to seek medical attention sometimes. So, Wednesday night, I finally went to the hospital. I had been complaining of headache and the chills since Monday. What prompted me to go the emergency room was when Peter said I seemed warm and then I finally took my temperature: 102.9. I searched for my hospital discharge papers (after giving birth) for any special instructions. There was one that said to call your physician if you have a fever over 100.4. I might have had a fever the previous couple days but never knew it due to my chills. When you have the chills, you obviously don't think that you must be hot when you feel so cold. I just wanted to wrap a blanket around me. I didn't even have an appetite that Wednesday. In the evening, I ended up putting on a long-sleeve shirt.

I spent from around 10:30pm to 5:30 the next morning in the hospital. I was sent home basically with the instruction of "Take Tylenol" as needed. Strangely, your subconscious wants something more to be wrong for all the hassle of going to get checked out. I had the whole gamut of tests done: blood work - vials and vials, urinalysis, chest X-ray, and sonogram of my uterus. It didn't appear to be an post-partum issue. And in the end, my diagnosis just said "febrile illness" and "viral" something or the other... I was to follow up with my doctor and still don't know what was wrong with me. I was simply sick and that's all that can be said. I did have chills on Thursday and my temperature to spike back up past 102. But I'm better now and haven't had any recurring symptoms.

I hate hospitals and hope I never have to go back!