first days...

day1: its so cold!...outside and inside the house....i don't know how much, but i need my jacket...i have 2 blankets to sleep, and i still feel cold....i need my husband!....i got home at around 1 am in the morning, i was in bed at 2 am....sophie woke up at 3 am and i slept with her in my bed, finally i was warming up, though she didn't like to sleep with me till around 4 am...then we had 4 hours of sleep.....it was great....but a need to find my old heater!.....as you realize, the house has no heating, in peru just new houses are starting to have this privilege....and sadly, in the mountains, where temperatures gets as cold as in nebraska, is even worse, because their houses are rudimentary....

day2: the water heater is not working, well, the one from the shower because we don't have hot water it in the faucets....i got scare, but my daddy fix it during the day....

day3: the microwave is not working...oh well, we didn't have one when i was growing up...we will do just fine...right?!

day4: the washing machine is not working!!!!!, just kidding...but it doesn't work as it should...we have to watch how much water we are getting into the machine because the hose is broken.....i wanted to cry after 2 hours of getting my first laundry.....but my mom is a timer now, she knows all the cycles....and after i flood her laundry room by my second wash, we realize that she will be in charge of that....hurrey!

day5: sophie got fever....i got an appointment at 3:00pm..i didn't got the call, but when i got to the doctor they told me there was no one and i had to wait till 5:30 for the next doctor???!!!....and we wait...sophie had sore throat (viral), and the doctor give me one thing for her mucus+tylenol, something else just with ibuprofen, and if the fever didn't went down, something else with just tylenol????....anyway, it wasn't bacterial, so i just give her tylenol during the day and ibuprofen at night and forgot the rest.... she was better next day....

day6: emily got fully potty trained!......i cant believe it!....we had a really bad time training her to the point she was holding number one and number two.....at age 1, 1 1/2, 2 1/2....we had to go back from zero....but last year, when we came to peru for a visit when i was 5 months pregnant, i gave her one car (from the movie cars) for every pee pee i got from her...two days was all we need....and one year after, she was hugging her tummy, i ask her and she said it hurt...first thing in my mind was food poison, so we run to the toilet....she was like: i need my diaper!, and i told her there is not time honey.....she protest a little bit, but after she felt better.....luckily it was not food poison, just something she ate she wasn't use to it......but she still jokes about it and tells me: mummy i need my diaper!, uppss i forgot, i need the big potty!!!!...she got a new bike from her grandparents for her big success (well they owned her four year old gift from last month anyway)....

i thought everything and anything what happened this week was nothing, i got the greatest gift...you parent know what i mean.....but i guess i talked to soon..