the living room at our one bedroom apartment (obviously before cas was born and it looked clean!)
It is that time again to move and we have been moving from our one bedroom apartment to a two bedroom townhouse/apartment since friday of last week. I just want to be done with moving; we still have the “little stuff” or the “random stuff” or “just trash” left at our tiny apartment and I’m tired of driving back and forth. To be honest I am so sad to leave my tiny apartment. I get so sentimental every time we go back to get more stuff.
the kitchen and dining room. (i was 4 1/2 months pregnant when I took these pictures)
I mean this was the first place my fiance and I actually lived in alone! Before this apartment we had always lived with roommates because of college but this, this apartment was “our” home! This was our home before Cas was born and this was Cas’s first home as well. This is where I remember getting contractions from 7 minutes apart to 2 minutes apart on a saturday morning and rushing to the hospital. (I mean the whole 5 minutes apart within one hour so did not happen to me!)
our bedroom before chaos and mess ever happened to it. it used to be so peaceful…
This is where my fiance got ready for his graduation ceremony from college and spent almost 2 months finding a “real job”. This is where I went to school a full semester all the way until 2 weeks before I was due. This is where I became a stay at home mom and where a tiny little baby changed my whole world around! This is where I had the sleepless nights and days for almost 3 months because newborns need to eat every 2/3 hours!! This is where I got engaged in the park behind the apartment complex. This is where two of our favorite restaurants are not even a minute away.
I mean so many things happened in this apartment that it is heartbreaking to leave behind. I know that new memories will be made in our spacious 2 bedroom town house and I cannot wait for them. But… it just does not feel like home just yet. I am having a hard time dealing with all the space we have. I mean even Cas now has his own room and I am also having a hard time dealing with that!!
He used to have a corner to himself (eventually he took over the whole apartment with all his things) and I always just put him on our bed when he would cry because for some reason sleeping with mom and dad was more comfortable. And its been day 4 in our new place and Cas is still in his room sleeping and it is 8:40 in the morning. Well, he is starting this new thing where he takes four naps instead of three and goes to sleep really late at night and wakes up late the next day. But anyways back to what I was saying, this apartment holds many great memories for me that I could never forget. Au revoir, petite apartimente (< wrong translation i’m sure)! Adios depa pequenito! Goodbye, tiny apartment!
Dear Apartment 211,
Thanks for a good year!! I will miss you dearly and even though I complained every day about how small you were and that there was not enough space. You know that deep down I adored you! Thanks for welcoming my baby and for the good times we had with our friends coming over almost every saturday night.
I hope you make the next family just as happy as we were.
I remember the first time I gave rice cereal to Cas. He hated it! He would cry and cry every time I tried and I got really frustrated with myself. I started coming up with this idea that if Cas didn’t like cereal that he wouldn’t like fruits and if he didn’t like fruits then he definitely wouldn’t like vegetables. I also thought that if he didn’t eat rice cereal at four months, that he wouldn’t be developing correctly. (whatever that means) I mean I went insane over a few tries of getting Cas to eat mushy rice cereal! At some point, I decided to give my mom a call and ask for advise. (always my last resort and you’ll see why) So I called my mom and told her that the baby didn’t like cereal and wouldn’t eat it. She freaked out and told me that the baby was too young for cereal and what was I thinking?!! While she is freaking out, I am trying to get her to let me talk because its obvious she was thinking that I tried to give cocoa puffs to Cas… Sigh. ( i was right too, she thought i was giving grown up cereal to a baby!!! seriously mom?!) Finally, after ten minutes of her freaking out, she tells me to not worry about and to try again in a few days.
So I wait. A week.
And guess what?! He loves it! I couldn’t believe it, he actually ate all the cereal I prepared him! (about a few tablespoons worth) I was jumping up and down and making phone calls (as if he just won the Olympics) to everyone about my big boy’s accomplishment.
Looking back, well, I shouldn’t have freaked out. Every baby will grow up at their own pace. So what if my friend’s baby loved cereal at his first attempt . My baby is healthy and growing, and at the end of the day that is all that should matters to me.
Cas (who is close to seven months now) loves fruits, rice cereal, oatmeal cereal and veggies. What I love most about the stage he currently is in, is that I am figuring his favorite foods. The picture above shows a banana puree and oatmeal cereal. It happens to be his favorite meal when I mix the two together! His favorite fruit puree is pears, he just loves pears! (i also loved them when I was pregnant, ironically) His favorite vegetables are carrots and sweet potato. He absolutely hates peas, I cannot get him to eat more than two tiny spoonfuls. He has even learned to do this new gagging thing every time I give him peas. Babies are funny and just too cute!
If I could just go back and tell myself, “Just relax, it is only cereal. When he is ready he will let you know.” I sometimes wonder if I am the only new mom that freaks out…
So on August 4th of 2012, my boyfriend, his cousin (I should have been suspicious), baby Cas and I all go the park behind our apartment complex like any other day. My boyfriend shows me the “snacks” he bought for the park. They are two ring pops and a mexican candy (which is chocolate covered marshmallow on a stick, really yummy and bad for you). I didn’t think anything of it and just laughed at him and told him how unhealthy the snacks are while we where going to the park for a run.
Once we get to the park we start walking towards a Chinese temple and he asks me if I would like the mexican candy now. I was sweating from the heat and I told him, “No thanks, I don’t want any.”
He then says, “Well why don’t you open it before it melts and we can share it?”
To this I laugh and say “ok”. The reason I laugh is because whenever he says that it really means that he is going to eat it all.
So I start walking away from him and when I take out the candy, the only thing that comes out is the stick. I tell my boyfriend, “Oops it melted and I think I broke it.” I am so clueless that I don’t even notice him on his knees.
He asks me to look what is inside the wrapper.
When I do I couldn’t believe it and I did a triple check. I look at him and say “You didn’t!??”
He has tears in his eyes and asks me “If I will marry him?”
I was so shocked and excited I couldn’t even open the box with the ring inside it. I also don’t say yes until it finally hits me five minutes later that he has proposed.
I am so happy because I can finally start planning a real wedding not a fake one. LOL. I’m also really excited because we are going to take the next step and really become a family.
Last night I only had about 4 hours of sleep. Baby Cas is refusing to sleep longer than 25 minutes! I am having only 20 minutes to go the bathroom, make something to eat, eat my food, but then its too late and I am having to finish eating while trying to avoid Cas grabbing my food. As much as I try to stay mad it is impossible since Cas is cracking up while trying to crawl really fast away from me. Silly baby! 🙂 Daniel Powter’s “Bad Day” song pops in my head and I think to myself that I might just make it through this day.