More, less, or about the same

You hear it from the optometrist. You hear it from the doctor. You hear it from Rite-Aid’s phone survey when you get your receipt and you call in and do the survey in hopes you’ll snag a cool $10K.

So I was thinking about it today…or I suppose I should begin the he/she thing now. Baby No. 2. After having Little Bear for a couple of months, I asked myself, “Am I excited more, less, or about the same?” While I am not at home as to talk to the belly as much as I was with Little Bear, I am still excited. Will it be a challenge having a one-year-old and a newborn? Heck, yes!!! But I see just how wonderful and enriching Little Bear is to me. How much more will I be blessed if there are two???

I remember running into church and telling everyone. “IMA GONNA BE-A PAPA!!!” Each week when I came in, people would ask, “what happened this week?” I would tell them, “Well, the baby is growing arms and feet” or “The baby is about 7 inches long and all the organs should be completely functioning” or whatever the book that I was reading told me the baby was doing.

So we are seven weeks along, right? This is a projection of what BN2 looks like @ just seven weeks in cultivation. At this point, it looks like we are having a manatee, but that little’un will grow and grow and grow to a full size baby manatee…I mean baby giraffe…oh, shoot, I mean a full size baby…uh…Toro! That’s right! A Toro. I can’t wait. Sure we have a while to go. And with October 5th through 15th being the time frame of delivery we have a lot of work to do until then. It is all worth it. Absolutely worth every paper cut, broken string, and hot salsa splashed in my eye. I love you family. Shady, you’re the best mamacita to little bear and I know that you’ll be just as gracious and lovely with BN2. Little bear, you may not be aware, but you are already a big sister. I know that you will be gentle and compassionate with your little bro or sis and understand when your mamacita has to spend a little more time with BN2, but that is when we can hang out and have fun. Baby Number 2, you are sweet, kind, and I pray that as you grow and take on characteristics of your mamacita and popi, that you also take on the character of God through the fruits of the Spirit. I love you in there. This is that popi talkin‘ to you. I love you in there.

Weekend Oddity

So there are a few odd things that happened this weekend. One funny, one horribly gross and then we’re back to restful Monday. So here goes…

Story #1) I was at the restaurant on Thursday night. We have three people who run the kitchen. Mr. Martinez (owner’s hubby), Adolfo, and Hermando. So, Hermando walks in and, of course, I (Miguel el Toro) say, “Hola! Que Pasa?” (Hello, What’s up?)

Hermando: What’s up, el Toro?

Miguel El Toro : Nada (Nothing)

Adolfo: How you baby?

MeT: Which one?

A: From last night?
(Shady and Little Bear came to the restaurant on V Day)

MeT: Bien!

A: Which one?

MeT: Una Mas (One more as I pointed to my belly)

H&A: Que?!?!?! (What?)

H: How old you baby?

MeT: 4 months

A: Cuatro mesos?!?! (to Hermando) Su bebé es cuatro meses y otro viniendomas! (His baby is four months and other coming.)

H: (With hands on his head in shock and amazed look on his face…like my face just feel off) CUATRO MESOS???!?!?! AYE YAY YAY!!! O! Usted necesita mas trabajos y sas dinero!
(You need more jobs and more money)

MeT: Tengo tres trabajos! (I have three jobs!)

H: He laughs and points to his belly and says, “Una mas” (and then points to hand) “Mucho mas.”

There was much laughter. Every time I went back to the kitchen for the rest of the night, Hermando would look at me, shake his head, and either say, “Una mas” or “Cuatro mesos.”

Story #2) So I had just got home from the LLH. I walk in Shady and Little Bear are just chillin in the family room. Daisy, our dog, let me know that she needed to go and pollute the backyard. So we scurry downstairs to go out back. No sooner than Daisy is out the backdoor is it that Shady is frantically calling for me and coughing. I thought maybe she was having a coughing fit like the week before last when she had strep. I didn’t want Daisy to run off, but Shady’s state was unknown and it had prime importance. I run upstairs to find Little Bear safely in the arms of her mom; however, Shady was coughing up a storm and sounding like she was about to spew. I grab Little Bear as I ask what it the issue. As Shady runs to the toilet she exclaims, “LITTLE BEAR JUST THREW UP IN MY NOSE AND IT WENT DOWN MY THROAT!!!” After hurling a little and a shower to clean herself off all was well. The only thing is that it hasn’t gotten to the point where we can laugh about it yet. It still grosses her out.

Those were two of the odd things that happened on the weekend. Till next time!

Valentine’s Day? Today or anyday?

Shady and I have been married for nearly 4 years now. Together, we have celebrated 5 Valentine’s Days including today. We celebrated last night since I will be slingin’ hash(food) tonight–it is a mandatory work night. As we gazed in each others eyes after I finished wiping Little Bear’s spit-up off of my shirt and pants and we realized that the romance is still there. It looks a little different, but there is still romance. Not just “married” romance, but that bond that you agree to when you say your “I DOs.” There is more closeness, friendship, and love than even the day before. So while we did modestly observe Valentine’s Day by opening a card and share some chocolates, I felt just as loved this morning, yesterday morning, and the morning before that.

Much the same, as we talked about it last night, I love her more than I did the day we got married. We did much of the same thing that day. We met in over-the-hill, AL @ a little Mexican rest. called Sol Azteca. We talked and laughed and blushed and it was like we were the only people in the restaurant. We talked about the up and coming ceremony, the honeymoon, and the night’s festivities. We sipped our sweet teas and gnawed on chips and salsa and discussed life and future. Last night was much the same. We were sitting in our kitchen and it seemed like we were the only ones there (we were the only ones). We gnawed on dinner and laughed, and giggled, and talked about future (baby #2), and loved. I thank God that He matched me up with someone so wonderfully created.

Shady, your are my heart’s desire. You are a wonderful wife. Your encouragement gives me breath. Your words cause my heart to seek God. You are the best mother of our child(ren) that I could have every asked for. I only look to the future to hope and desire more life with you and our growing family. Thank you for your comittment to God and to this marriage.

Back to Blogging

For those that said that I wouldn’t stay away from blogging…okay…I’ll say it. YOU WERE RIGHT!!! I decided to scury back over to Blogger since they don’t have the practically nude ladies and other offensive ads.

So here is an update:

Shady, Little Bear, and I are getting settled in to the new place. We took a trip to the Park up the road from the house a couple of weeks ago and Shady and I took a load of pictures. Bear is growing like a honkin’ weed. Now at 3 1/2 months old she is wearing 6-9 months clothes. She is standing up with help and is trying to crawl. (I do have video of crawling and plenty of pics of her standing.) Other than that, Samford is treating me well. They heard that I took a second part-time job on top of my full-time day job. (Full-time day – Samford’s Loan Office, #1 Part-time – Teaching a guitar class @ Samford, #2 Part-time – Waiting tables @ a Mexican restuarant) The guy over the guitar lessons asked me to find more students to get me away from the server job. We are planning to have two to three guitar classes going by June 2007. That would be a God-send.

Anyway. Other news:

My brother and his lovely are expecting here in the coming weeks (not months). Their “due date” is March 27, but as we all know, Baby BAC can come @ anytime. I can’t wait to get the call. I’ll be uncle el toro. I may have to come up with a alternate name. There are too many “mikes” in this world.

Well, enough schpeeling for now. Must get back to the job.

Until next time…