As sweet as a cookie
May 26, 2009
I realized I haven’t posted much about Dallas lately, so here are a few pictures:
We visited a few museums on Mother’s Day
He got me this beautiful bouquet of flowers. I started to cry the second I saw him coming!
We got season passes to Six Flags and he loves the rides!
There was a DJ playing music and he started to dance
And our friend Dave won a monkey with long legs and a hat and Dallas fell in love with him. He named him George (he watches a lot of Curious George episodes) and tells him that he loves him all the time. It’s adorable!
My apologies for being sideways.
Anyway, there’s my little man, he comes up with the funniest things every day. He’s a keeper.
There’s no going back…
May 17, 2009
So week 1 of school is done. I have a nice teacher and the class is really small which is a good thing. I was really nervous the first day, since I didn’t know what to expect, but now is a lot better, at least until we start our clinical in a couple of weeks! For what we’ve been taught so far I know I don’t want to do the CNA route for a long time and this week I decided which kind of nurse I want to be.
See, when I first started to seriously consider this career, I wanted to work with kids. I wanted to be a Pediatric Nurse, maybe work in the NICU. This was while Conner was with us. After he passed away I knew I couldn’t do that. I couldn’t work with little kids, seeing them on the hospital beds, with tubes coming out of them, getting sicker, or even getting better. I just can’t do that. All these memories would flood my mind all the time. You can’t work like that. You’re supposed to leave your personal life at home, not bring it to work with you.
So I decided to become a Surgical Nurse. I’m excited! I know that’s what I want, and I know how much study will be involved and I can’t wait to get started on Nursing School, but that’s a whole other thing on it’s own. I don’t care if it takes me 10 years to finish, I’m doing it! And thank you for your encouraging comments, you guys are great friends.
I guess the vacation is over…
May 11, 2009
If you call running around a 2 year old boy a “vacation”. I guess what I mean by that is that my stay at home mom status changes tonight.
Internet, in 2 months I’ll be a Certified Nursing Assistant. And I’m scared, nervous, anxious, I wanna puke, etc., etc.
The last job I held ended when I was 3 months pregnant with Dallas (if you don’t count the little cleaning stint I had in Wyoming last year) and I’m kinda rusty, you see. That’s why I’m nervous. Even more because I’ve never been in college (although I wouldn’t call this course college, but you know what I mean). I finished high school in 1998 and I let 10 years go by without doing anything about it. Well, that was bound to change.
For the first time since Conner passed on, I’m getting involved in health care. I don’t remember much of his cares anymore, how I used to get his medications ready in the morning if we happen to be at home. Or how I used to clean the skin around his feeding tube, making sure it wouldn’t get infected, and so many other things. This time I’m going to be on the other side. Instead of being the parent of a patient, learning how to take care of him, I’ll be the person teaching a parent, I’ll be looking over someone’s health (for a few hours at a time). And that makes me even more nervous. But I guess people who start the health care journey have these type of feelings, and I hope I enjoy it, I hope I do a good job.
The nurses who took care of Conner were so well trained, so caring, they had sincere interest in us, in him. They loved him. And since then I thought: “I want to do that, I want to be like them, I want to care for other people like they did for my son. I want to make them as at home as you can be at a hospital, which is no easy task, but I really want to.”
So, I’ll be back in a day or two and tell you all about it. I hope I can remember the reasons why I’m doing this, basically I’m doing this for me, and for him.
Wish me luck.
Hotel Alvord
May 5, 2009
That was some blogger’s block. My apologies, Internet.
I’ve been playing host this last weekend, my brother in law Jake, with his beautiful family drove from Utah to visit us and have some fun in The City. We had a really good time and it was very nice to see them.
The same morning that Jake and his family were leaving, my parents and my brother Nicolas came into town. Tour guide all over again, since Nicolas had never been in San Fran before. We ate really good pizza in Little Italy (or North Beach, not sure what’s the correct name for that neighborhood) and visited Chinatown and the Alameda Flea Market and ate the best asado (Argentinian barbecue). The one made by my dad.
We were dead tired after everyone left, but happy to see them. Here’s some pictures:
I took the picture above through a dirty plastic window. We were on a Ferry around the Bay.
In other news, I finally signed up for the CNA (certified nursing assistant) program at a school nearby, and I was supposed to start on April 30th but they moved the date to this coming Monday. I’m getting nervous again, I hope I can pass the program and get a job soon after. I’ll keep you updated.
And thanks to Stefanie over at Lexie Loo and Dylan Too for giving me the Attitude of Gratitude Award. It made my day!
I blog about married life, motherhood, being a CNA, living in San Francisco, trying not to forget Castellano and living after child loss. 
