hey guys. It's been awhile since I updated, but I'm sure you'll appreciate this haha.
Soooooo my ultrasound got canceled. --well, kinda. It sucked a lot. If I wasn't on Christmas vacation for 10 years, I probably would've had an appointment today to find out. So now my ultrasound is scheduled for January 19th. boo. But atleast I won't have to keep it a secret from everyone now.
I'm officially 20 weeks today. & uncomfortable as hell! My morning sickness & nausea came back out of the blue yesterday. It sucks ASS. It's getting harder & harder to be out in public now. I think I only get sick when the baby is on a growth spurt. Because I was tired as well. & overall it just sucked. I hope I feel better tomorrow.
ANYWAY, it feels good to be home, but now I remember why I left. I don't think I'm going to complain once about my situation at all once I get home. I have like..$4500 coming on January 1, (let's hope for REAL this time!) so that should be cool. Oh, & by the way, I passed all of my classes with Bs this semester! YAY! So I'm going to try real hard to get As next semester. --ANYWAY, back to what I've been doing.
So I got here (New York) on Dec 24 at like 12 in the morning. I had a HELL of a time getting out of Chicago. & yes it was crazy. I talked to some people who have been stranded there for days. I felt so bad. & the whole time I was thinking, "better you than me!" & low & behold, my flight to Philadelphia gets canceled. I had to rush to the one that was on it's way out to see if they had room for me. So the stuardist put me on stand-by for what seemed like hours. The flight got delayed 30 minutes. --Anyway, she kept calling people up to the kiosk to re-schedule their flight. & they had a screen that tells you how many seats are taken up & whatever. Fianally a half our goes by, the flight was boarding, & I didn't have a ticket yet. There was one seat remaining according to the big screen & someone else's name got called for that seat. My heart sank. I should've had more compassion. So I sat there looking up at the ceiling making so many pacts with God just to get me home safely & I promised I would have compassion for the next person if he just let me on this flight...........then MY NAME GOT CALLED! The person they called before me didn't show up, & I got the last seat on the plane! How is THAT for faith?! hahahaha! So after that I had no more delays & made it home safe & sound.
The next day was Christmas Eve, & I was homesick. I missed Steve, & Littles, & my crappy little apartment, & my orange car, &...basically I couldn't believe I was 3500 miles away from MY HOME. & that's when it hit me. I didn't live here anymore. I was a guest. My home is in Yuba City California with my husband & my cat & our baby. Not only did I feel like a guest, I was treated like a guest! My madre has been doing EVERYTHING for me the entire time I've been here. She won't let me lift a finger at all, & it kills her to ask me to do something for her. It's extremely different. But other than her changing, everyone else has stayed the same. Errick is still an asshole, mj is still my best friend, Tissy is still Tissy, Julie is still Julie, & my Dad still acts like my Dad. Lily, my niece got SO BIG. She was 6 months old the last time I saw her. Now she's a year old walking around & talking a little. I couldn't believe it. But she knew who I was! She remembered me! When she woke up that morning she pointed to my senior picture hanging on the wall, then pointed to me & tried to say "Beeeeeka!" haha! It was adorable.
Soooooo my ultrasound got canceled. --well, kinda. It sucked a lot. If I wasn't on Christmas vacation for 10 years, I probably would've had an appointment today to find out. So now my ultrasound is scheduled for January 19th. boo. But atleast I won't have to keep it a secret from everyone now.
I'm officially 20 weeks today. & uncomfortable as hell! My morning sickness & nausea came back out of the blue yesterday. It sucks ASS. It's getting harder & harder to be out in public now. I think I only get sick when the baby is on a growth spurt. Because I was tired as well. & overall it just sucked. I hope I feel better tomorrow.
ANYWAY, it feels good to be home, but now I remember why I left. I don't think I'm going to complain once about my situation at all once I get home. I have like..$4500 coming on January 1, (let's hope for REAL this time!) so that should be cool. Oh, & by the way, I passed all of my classes with Bs this semester! YAY! So I'm going to try real hard to get As next semester. --ANYWAY, back to what I've been doing.
So I got here (New York) on Dec 24 at like 12 in the morning. I had a HELL of a time getting out of Chicago. & yes it was crazy. I talked to some people who have been stranded there for days. I felt so bad. & the whole time I was thinking, "better you than me!" & low & behold, my flight to Philadelphia gets canceled. I had to rush to the one that was on it's way out to see if they had room for me. So the stuardist put me on stand-by for what seemed like hours. The flight got delayed 30 minutes. --Anyway, she kept calling people up to the kiosk to re-schedule their flight. & they had a screen that tells you how many seats are taken up & whatever. Fianally a half our goes by, the flight was boarding, & I didn't have a ticket yet. There was one seat remaining according to the big screen & someone else's name got called for that seat. My heart sank. I should've had more compassion. So I sat there looking up at the ceiling making so many pacts with God just to get me home safely & I promised I would have compassion for the next person if he just let me on this flight...........then MY NAME GOT CALLED! The person they called before me didn't show up, & I got the last seat on the plane! How is THAT for faith?! hahahaha! So after that I had no more delays & made it home safe & sound.
The next day was Christmas Eve, & I was homesick. I missed Steve, & Littles, & my crappy little apartment, & my orange car, &...basically I couldn't believe I was 3500 miles away from MY HOME. & that's when it hit me. I didn't live here anymore. I was a guest. My home is in Yuba City California with my husband & my cat & our baby. Not only did I feel like a guest, I was treated like a guest! My madre has been doing EVERYTHING for me the entire time I've been here. She won't let me lift a finger at all, & it kills her to ask me to do something for her. It's extremely different. But other than her changing, everyone else has stayed the same. Errick is still an asshole, mj is still my best friend, Tissy is still Tissy, Julie is still Julie, & my Dad still acts like my Dad. Lily, my niece got SO BIG. She was 6 months old the last time I saw her. Now she's a year old walking around & talking a little. I couldn't believe it. But she knew who I was! She remembered me! When she woke up that morning she pointed to my senior picture hanging on the wall, then pointed to me & tried to say "Beeeeeka!" haha! It was adorable.
So that day I went to go see Sam. We went over to Schuyler's & had spaghetti haha. It was nice to see everyone again. It felt like we were still all going to school & nothing changed at all.
Anyway, that night I started crying because I wanted to go home already. I didn't feel like I should be here. I would've felt better if Steve could've came though. Everyone missed him.
On Christmas morning I felt slightly better. I had a surprise planned out for Steve so he would have something to open Christmas morning. My family sent a package of presents & Christmas cookies out to us a few days before I left, so I hid the box & told him where to find it when I called him. 
He liked his gifts. I think he got pajama pants, bawls, these chocolate filled wafer thingys, &....I don't remember what else...but there were other things too. --Anyway, on the east coast I got exactly what I asked for; hickory farms & a case of Jone's soda. haha. I'm still working on it. But I was soooooo happy. & for dinner we had a mexican themed Christmas dinner. We made taco kit tacos, beans, rice, taco dip, & quesadillas! After that, I wasn't so homesick. I remembered how to be home & stopped acting like the guest that I felt like I was. & then everyone treated me like they used to. & now I'm fine.
He liked his gifts. I think he got pajama pants, bawls, these chocolate filled wafer thingys, &....I don't remember what else...but there were other things too. --Anyway, on the east coast I got exactly what I asked for; hickory farms & a case of Jone's soda. haha. I'm still working on it. But I was soooooo happy. & for dinner we had a mexican themed Christmas dinner. We made taco kit tacos, beans, rice, taco dip, & quesadillas! After that, I wasn't so homesick. I remembered how to be home & stopped acting like the guest that I felt like I was. & then everyone treated me like they used to. & now I'm fine.The next day was Kenzie's birthday...my neighbor haha. My madre took us to the tioga downs casino & made me gamble for the first time! I hated it! & then after that we went to the buffet at the casino. It was amazing. --Later, Kenzie had a birthday party at her house, & she invited me! I haven't been there since I was in 7th or 8th grade. Her family remembered me, & everyone was just all grown up & their house changed...it was so weird! But I had fun. I think that's all that happened that day...yes.
On the 27th I got ahold of Hillarie to hang out. I wanted to see her & Alex, her 3 mo. old. He was adorable! She let me feed him & I totally sucked at it! I squirt him in the face with his bottle & stuff. I felt so bad! but he didn't care. I don't think I've ever seen a baby eat as fast as he did! He was adorable though. After that we listened to my little one move around with her doppler. We were trying to find the heartbeat, but the banana kept kicking the doppler & doing somersalts! So we didn't get to hear it. But it was still pretty cool. I should get one of those!
Yesterday & today were pretty boring. I went to Naturelle's baptism yesterday, & my nausea & morning sickness randomly came back. So I wasn't feeling so good. But yeah! My dad ended up going to the hospital AGAIN. He has pneumonia. But he'll be okay. I guess he's only supposed to be in there for 3 days...hopefully.
So I'm definitely happier to be home now, but I miss my little home I made all the way across the country. I can't wait to go back! But I'm not miserable here. & I'm definitely not bored all the time. I just thought I would tell you guys what's up. 
I'll write again when I can!
I'll write again when I can!
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