Home sweet home

We got back into town last night around 7 pm. What a weekend! We got into San Antonio Friday afternoon in a mad dash to make my hair appointment. I scheduled a hair appointment at K. Charles, which is this really great salon in San Antonio and the stylist that cut my hair is cheaper than the guy who does it in Houston. My hair was a mess and needed it badly. We endured hours stuck in our car in traffic. There were two accidents on the road and lots of traffic. Traffic in Seguin? Whatever. Being stuck in a car was not the best thing for a pregnant lady who has to pee often. I've always been a perpetual pee-er. I didn't know it could actually get worse, but pregnancy has shown me that it can be much worse. Anyway, we made it in (a good twenty minutes late to my hair appointment -- thank goodness she still saw me), got my hair cut, got to see Robert's sister who was in town for the baptism and shower and got to visit with my parents. We stayed at my parents' house that night, but Robert's mom's place the rest of the weekend.

Saturday was a lot of running around getting ready for the shower. The shower was awesome! I had so much fun, and I know Robert did too. We invited men and women, so families basically. I loved how it worked out. There were plenty of kids running around and lots of people. My friend from Houston who came down said it was the biggest shower he'd ever been to. There was a pool outside the party house, so the kids got to go swimming. Very nice in the hellish Texas heat. So in addition to the party having a nice vibe and all, we made out like little bandits. We really did. We got a pack-n-play, a high chair, a stroller with carseat combo, a jogging stroller, and tons of onesies, layettes, blankets, diapers, gift cards. I would venture to say that we're set. We have a few big items to buy, but for the most part everything is taken care of. Our families and friends are amazing. Robert's sister even bought me a bad ass breast pump. The Medela pump in style advanced pump. Yes, that's correct. She bought me that as a gift. I find that extremely amazing since that pump is super expensive. She also gave us all of her baby's old clothes (she's got a six-month-old beautiful beautiful beautiful baby girl - our goddaughter) and a bunch of other nifty items. So the shower was a huge success. How we managed to bring everything back to Texas City in our tiny car is still a mystery to me, but we did it.

Suunday we had the baptism to go to, and it was a beautiful mass. We are Catholic - FYI. The mass was first then the baptism followed. Our goddaughter was amazing. She is such a beautiful baby. She cried a little when the priest did the anointing and poured the water on her head, but she was a trooper throughout and did very well. After the baptism, we went back to Robert's sister's in-laws to celebrate the baptism and stuff our faces and open gifts for the godchild. It was also a good time. We were exhausted by the time that was all over with. Sunday night Robert and I went over to my sister's to watch the Spurs win game 2 against the Detroit Pistons. There were a bunch of us there and we had a great time.

Monday we spent visiting with mas familia and drove back. So all in all it was a great, but exhausting weekend. Drawbacks to the weekend included: swollen feet and constant fatigue. My feet were so swollen that I never got to buy any beautiful shoes to wear with my beautiful dress. I did find some cute green flip flops with a puffy blue flower that hid my puffy feet at DSW and wore those. Actually Robert found them, no wonder I married him. They went well with my dress. I wore some shoes that I already had to go with the dress I wore to the baptism, and they cut into my feet so bad, I thought the indentations would never go away. What gives with all this swelling? I get annoyed when women tell me they never got any swelling with their pregnancies. Who cares??? Robert's mom said that she never got any swelling with her pregnancies, and I was getting ready to roll my eyes and swear under my breath when she finished with, "I got varicose veins instead." Bless her heart. I welcome swollen feet. Good ol' temporarily swollen feet, as opposed to permanent hideous varicose veins.

Anyway, so we're home now. The cats were overjoyed to see us, although Whiskers peed by the front door while we were gone. There were minimal problems. They still love us, so I feel good.