To Monica Downs

Love,

You make me happy. I feel the happiest I’ve ever been in my life. I thought that taking you off the market by proposing to you was a great time in my life. Then I thought I couldn’t be any happier when I married you. And then you told me that we had a fruit of our love in your womb and my mouth trembled, my body shook, and my heart, oh my heart leaped a canyon, it flew with your words.

But now Love, now that you have brought her into this world, to me, to us, to share our love, I once again come to you like a simple man, without words to describe what I feel. I come to you, my wife, to thank you, thank you for loving me, for giving me purpose, life, for Seanna, I thank you. Monica, wife of mine whose name means to counsel, whose laughter echoes in my smile when I speak of you, I love you, I love you my love, like a madman, like a child. Thank you for this blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh, love of our love. You and Seanna make me complete, you two make me happy.

-Your Husband.

The Days After…


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Seanna Sofia- my love, my little piece of heaven. God has been graceful to us and given you to us as a blessing. So here we are now, 7 days from when we left the hospital (which have felt like weeks already). We have been truly blessed with the support of our family and friends. We really mean that. I’m about to put a revolving door in our home because we constantly having visitors come over and bless us with their presence, well wishes and gifts. Since we got home from the hospital, the grandmas have been very busy. They have come to help us clean, cook us their secret homemade “post partum” soups and their traditions from Latin America of what to do or not to do the baby or Monica. We have been blessed with gifts from our friends. You have made us feel very blessed and very special and we really appreciate it.

I have said this before on Facebook, and I’ll say it again. When people told us that there would be no sleep, they really meant NO SLEEP! For the first few days, we were on a time warp. This is what a typical cycle looks, assuming that we put her to sleep at 11PM:

1:00 AM – Seanna wakes up

1:05 AM – Feeding begins, which can last 20-30 minutes at a time.

1:35-40 – Baby needs to be burped, which this too can last 10-15 minutes even though she burps herself, yes she burps herself. When she’s done feeding, I lift her up and while she’s on her way to my shoulder, she burps. Cool huh? Well, she doesn’t fully burp everything out, so I have to continue pounding her back until all that gas is out.

1:40 AM — We start the diapers changing process. This is tricky. Sometimes I think that this little angel of ours is going to be an astronaut because she comes equipped with her own propulsion system. Let me just say that loud noises can be heard echoing throughout the room while she’s been changed. Then the bombardment starts. Apparently, she likes to wait until we have changed her to user her propulsion system again, and again. We have actually had to change diapers 3 times in a row and it has taken us up to 30 minutes. In fact, one night Monica was changing her diaper and I fell asleep. About 40 minutes later I woke and Monica was still in the same spot, still changing Seanna’s diaper because she had decided to poop in stages. Oh man, and she fights. We have to hold her legs in the air because she’s going to get it all over herself. This is always an adventure, especially when Mari changes her. Mari was “squirted” with some smelly and wet projectiles twice while changing her (good job my little angel! Score one for daddy!). We have blown a big box of wipes already.

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Live from the Hospital!

10:21 AM  -  We are currently at the hospital while Monica is getting checked out.   She is having contractions every two to four minutes.  I’m running a quick test run on the live streaming to prepare for the actual live streaming.

10:31 AM – The doctor is checking Monica out so we will be offline for the next 30 mins.

10:45 AM – They just told Monica to walk for another 35 mins.  Looks like we won’t be leaving here anytime soon…

10:47 AM – I’m going to walk with the hot pregnant wife.  So, we’ll be offline for a few minutes.

11:20 AM – The Dr has said that she is about to break Monica’s water!  Baby is on her way!  Sorry, no live streaming for now…

12:13 PM – Monica’s water has been broken.   She’s just laying and resting as the contractions get stronger and stronger.  I’ll provide streams when possible.

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What to name our baby


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Ok, so Monica and I are flip flopping back and forth as to what we should name our daughter.  We thought we were set on what were going to name her.  I even made a public declaration of her name (I wrote about it here).  But it seems that sometimes we are being given that proverbial advice to “give the kid a chance and don’t ruin her name”.  Are we that crazy that the names we have chosen for her only make sense to us?  Whenever we tell someone her proposed name,  we sometimes  get a “that’s different” response or a blank stare.  Yeah, a blank stare that says, “Huh?!?”   Most people like the names we have chosen, but the blank stares we sometimes get makes us second guess ourselves.

So, in a effort to gain some common sense, I’ve decided to see what everyone thinks of the names we have also considered.  As of right now, the top choice is Sirena Venezia.   But we are strongly considering these two names:

Seanna.  There are two reasons I love this name.  First, it means “God is Gracious”; second, it seems like a suitable replacement for “Sirena” because it contains the word “Sea” which keeps the whole aspect of the sea that the name Sirena has.  If you don’t know what I’m talking about then you must read this.

Another name that we really like is Sofia, because we find it “sweet sounding”.  It means “Wisdom”. And it goes very well with the name Sirena or Seanna.

Anyways, we are interested in knowing what you guys think, here are the choices and combinations of the names:

What should we name our daughter?

  • Seanna Sofia (27%, 12 Votes)
  • Sofia Sirena (23%, 10 Votes)
  • Sirena Venezia (23%, 10 Votes)
  • Sirena Sofia (20%, 9 Votes)
  • Sofia Seanna (7%, 4 Votes)

Total Voters: 44

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I think that it’s really going to come down to the wire.  We really love all 4 names.  When the baby is born sometime this week and the nurse gives me the paperwork to fill out, I hope I don’t blank out and put some other random name instead.

*Also, I’m going to have a live webcam at the hospital that give a live feed of the baby once she’s born so stay tuned*

Can’t Wait to Meet Her!

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As each day goes by, I am getting closer to the day when I finally get to meet her, our little Sirenita.  Her graceful and not so graceful movements let me know that she is doing ok.  The life inside of me is growing and getting stronger each and every day.  As I put my hands on my belly to feel her presence, she also feels mine and responds with a kick or a gentle push.  It is amazing this feeling.  We are all excited and getting ready for her arrival, this weekend is the baby shower and I am very excited about it and so are a lot of our family and friends.  I am really thankful to all of them for their love and support.

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I wonder how she will look like, how she will be, will she really come on October 30th or will she decide to surprise us?  All the sickness, fatigue, headaches, cramps and even labor will be worth it to finally get to see her. I am a bit scared of the pain that comes with going into labor, but just picturing holding her in my arms is a reassurance that everything will be ok.  I look at my husband and see how happy and excited he is too, our little family is growing and it is an amazing feeling.  There is a lot for us to learn, and a lot that we need to teach her…but I know that with God’s guidance we will be able to do ok.  I know I say this often, but again I can’t say or feel it enough that God is looking out for us and we are truly blessed. 

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It’s a girl!

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 IT’S A GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And yes, I am on my way to buy a shotgun!  And No, she won’t be allowed to date until she’s 26!

The poll was right!

 

Here she is, using the Placenta as a pillow:

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Update:  I just got my first gray hair.  And it fell off!

Boy or Girl?

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Ok My peeps, in exactly two weeks we will be finding out the sex of our love child.  I find it interesting that everyone has an opinion of why they think it’s going to be a boy or a girl.  Some say it’s going to be a boy because of the mad morning sickness Monica had.  Some say it’s going to be a girl because her body is not “Squared” (whatever that means).  Anyways, here’s a poll so you can vote of what you think it’s going to be, so rock the vote!:

Will it be a boy or girl?

  • Girl! (51%, 21 Votes)
  • Boy! (49%, 20 Votes)

Total Voters: 41

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As for me, as long as the baby is healthy, I am happy.  Actually.. I must admit that I would prefer to have a boy.  As a matter of fact, I am terrified, scared to death almost of the thought of having a girl.  Why?  Well, girls are harder to raise.  With boys, you let them be, let them loose, free to discover and conquer their small universe.  You can teach them to not cry, but to be proud of their scraped knees when they fall, because they will be like medals for not “playing it safe,” for exploring, for doing what men do, falling and getting back up; to take on challenges head on.  But with girls?  No, you can’t let them roam free without the territorial instinct of a father, or lion, keeping a close eye on his pride.  No, she will not be told to stop crying when she falls.  She will instead be picked up by this man, who will hold her, kiss her boo-boo and whose heart will probably hurt more than her little scrape.  Then carry her away to safe place where doll houses and tea parties will await her.  But what I am most terrified about is those years… when the teenage years come…  What will I do?  How many must I shoot with my shotgun before I will be able to let go?  Oh man, it’s terrifying!  So yea, I think raising a boy will be easier.  Because I will have to teach him something I already know: how to be a man.  But if God wants to bless us with a princess, I am ready to take on the challenge head on with the dedication of father, a prayer on my mind, a bible in one hand and a shotgun on the other.

Our baby’s heartbeat

Mónica acarrea ese bebe, ese  esplendor que va durmiendo, sonriendo, bailando en su vientre y que, incluso sin conocer el mundo, sabe quién soy.

Qué me lleva a pensar eso? Escucha su corazón, escucha esos saltos, esas patadas, ese vibrar que es como… como una bandera en las alturas de Neuschwanstein.

Monica carries in her that child, that splendor that goes on sleeping, smiling, dancing in her womb and that even without knowing the world, knows who I am.

What leads me to think this? Hear it’s heart, listen as it jumps, kicks, vibrates like… like a flag in the heights of Neuschwanstein.

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