Exactly a year ago Andy and I were staying at Julia and Carter’s house in Oakland. I was extremely pregnant and woke up with a seriously bad cold. Andy popped out later that day to get me some hot chili and a cold frosty from Wendy’s. (Wendy’s is a bit of a novelty after so many years in Mexico. There were definitely no fingers!) He also gave me a lovely card with a drawing of a fabulously dressed pregnant woman on it, wishing the Mom-to-be a Happy Mother’s Day. It was a great day (except for the cold) and was filled with excitement about our future.

Today, Trinity woke me up at 6:30. That’s unusual for her, normally she sleeps in until 8:00 am, a much more civilized hour, but she has a stomach infection and I’m sure her little digestive system is messing up her sleep patterns. It was hard to get up because I stayed up too late last night – watching Dr. Who and also an episode from last season of Grey’s Anatomy. However, when she smiles that little toothy smile and points at the ceiling fan and says “dat”, it’s hard to resist giving her pudgy cheeks a kiss and getting up to play with her. While Andy slept in for a change (lately he’s been getting up with Trinity while I have a bit of a lie in) I decided that I had to have blueberry pancakes. Thanks to mom for bringing those boxes of Bisquick on her last visit, I was able to quickly make a yummy breakfast.

Instead of doing yoga during Trinity’s morning nap as I normally would, I decided to catch up on some sleep myself. I had a delicious 2 hours of uninterrupted sleep. Because Trinity slept for 2 1/2 hours herself, she had a hard time getting off to sleep for her afternoon nap. I spent 50 minutes in the rather warm sun of Zihuatanejo, walking in circles around the neighborhood until Trinity finally fell asleep in the stroller.

Now that she is napping, I’m trying to decide what to do this evening. I think I’ll have Andy go out to pick up some Chinese food for dinner (mu shu pork, Shanghai chicken, bbq pork ribs and spring rolls - not as good as we get in San Francisco, but it'll do). Perhaps I’ll watch another few episodes of Grey’s Anatomy. Or maybe I should invite Rai to come over so we can see last week’s episode of Alias. Whatever I end up doing, what I primarily feel right now is that I am a mom, and I couldn’t be happier.