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Amazingly Wicked

     I have finally somewhat recovered from my fun, long weekend in New York to write about it.  But, before I can go any further, I must thank my wonderful husband who generously agreed to let me go visit my sister while he stayed at home and watched the kids.  It felt so refreshing to be able to wake up on my own accord without the shouts of “Mom,” and/or the crying that I wake up to most mornings.  Although I must admit, I did miss the little monsters and wondered about all the cute things they were doing while I was away.
     Now, about my trip to New York… it was FABULOUS!  From agreeing with Charnesse (one of my best friends) to follow a black market dealer to his little dungeon under a grocery store in order to purchase “fake designer” purses to all the delicious eating, I just had a marvelous time.  But, the highlight of my vacation was watching the Broadway play Wicked.
     That was the one thing I wanted to do while I was in the city, but I was not willing to shell out almost $200 for a hole-in-the-wall ticket.  My sister, Roshini, told me about a lottery that they do at the theater in which you can put your name down for a raffle two and a half hours before the show.  Fourteen names are called.  If your name among that fourteen then you can purchase up to two tickets for $25 each and you get front row seats.  So Charnesse, Roshini, and I decided to try for the lottery tickets.  Guess whose name they called out first… MINE!  I was beyond ecstatic.  Talk about front row seats… Charnesse and I got to watch the play sitting in the first row, center aisle, orchestra seats.  The orchestra was right in front of us.
     Wicked is amazing!  If you ever get a chance to see the show, I highly recommend it.  The costumes and set designs are beyond awesome and the play it self… well there are no words to describe how great it is.  If there is anything I will remember from my trip to NY it will definitely be the play.
     To this end, like all good vacations, this one has come to a close and I’m glad to be home with goofy husband and my beloved, drive-me-up-the-wall crazy boys.

A rose by any other name

With 25 weeks to go, I have already got suggestions for names from Will’s brother Chad.  I quote from his email, “In the interest of science  you should name the new baby with a super ghetto name then we can see who gets the best job in the future.” 

In case it’s a girl: 

     Laquandra

     Nasheera’ 

     Nokia Chanel

     Trishonka Lexus 

     Diamond 

In case it’s a boy: 

     Dewayne

     Gerome Jaccob 

     Pharrell Malik 

     Daimler Benz 

Thanks Chad.  William and I will keep these names in mind when we start playing the naming game

She said what…?

My mother is deeply upset about my pregnancy. In the wake of the news she has said some ridiculous comments that I would have found rude had I not found it humorous. Here’s a few of them:

“You just want to live poor.” My response: “We are not poor, but we are not rich either. We manage.”

“You are almost 30 and you have nothing” My response: “I have a lot. I have two healthy kids, and a wonderful husband.” To which she replied, “If that’s what you want to think.”

And finally, “You are like an uneducated person, just having babies every year!”

I had no response to the latter statement. I mean, did that even dignify a response. Let’s put aside the fact that I have my Bachelor’s in Engineering and Master’s in Education… “uneducated!” It’s an insult to all mothers out there who have more than one child, and heaven forbid, if they had them within a couple of years from each other. My mother-in-law has six kids and I happen to think she is one of the smartest, most educated, woman out there. In fact, I bet she could give my mother a run for her money if their smarts were put to the test.

I understand that my mother’s comments stem from that fact that she is concerned about my financial security. With only one income and soon three kids to feed, we are cutting it very close, but Will and I are thinking about our financial future and have plans for it. Granted, it’s going to take a while before we meet our goals, but at least we are thinking about it. Sadly, my mother seems to think that you can not be happy unless you are rolling in dough. I happen to think that having all the money in the world does not make a person happy. Sure, it gives the person piece of mind, but happiness money cannot buy. And, although Will and I are not by any means rich, I can assuredly say that we are happy with what we have been blessed with. That’s all that matters to me.

So, for now, I just take my mother’s comments with a grain of salt and hope that she will eventually come around to realizing that having a baby, be it one, two, three, or more, is a gift and something that should be treasured not insulted. The money aspect of it will eventually work itself out. As my aunt says, “People have to start somewhere.” And, Will and I have definitely made a great start.

The big news

So my husband is waiting for my first “cool” entry blog and I must say that I’m at a loss for words.  It’s just that, to me, a blog is like a public diary, and I have never been one who has successfully kept a diary of any sort be it private or public.  In addition, I don’t feel I’m as eloquent as many of my blogging friends.  Even though I often have thoughts racing through my mind, I’m never able to write them down or state it in a manner that makes much sense.  So sad, I know!  Oh well, at least I’m trying right, and that’s all that matters.

Being that this is my first official blog, I think that this is the perfect time to announce to the world that William and I are going to have another baby.  Yes, we are pregnant again…for the third time!  I know there are going to be lots of people out there who think we are crazy to have another baby so soon after Mark, but let me assure you, we did not plan on this happening.  In fact, I was still nursing and on the pill when I found out.  Boy, were we surprised, not to mention shocked.  But the shock and the surprise has worn off only to be replaced with excitement.  This pregnancy feels so different only because I am now surrounded by people who are excited about me being pregnant.

It wasn’t like that with Aidan and Mark.  I was still living with my mom in Florida when Aidan was conceived.  Even though my family adores Aidan, they weren’t so happy when they found out I was pregnant with him as Will and I weren’t married.  With Mark, Will and I were living in Gainesville, where not many people cared that we were expecting another bundle of joy.  We are now living in Arizona, close to Will’s family and they are overjoyed at the prospect of having another grandbaby.  Also, except for my mom, everybody in my family is happy for us.  What a difference it makes to a pregnant woman’s state of mind when she is surrounded by family who are thrilled that she is expecting a miracle.  I’m so happy and did I mention excited!  This is what I imagined being pregnant would be like and I glad I’m finally getting the chance to experience it.