Pues bueno, hoy en la tarde despues de recoger a Dani estabamos sentados jugando cuando empezé a escuchar que annika tenía una flemita y cada que se emocionaba con su juguetito le costaba mas trabajo respirar. Le di unos 20 minutos para que mejorara pero al contrario cada vez la escuchaba peor. Hasta que decidi dar una visita al hospital, no sabía si era una flema o si no podía respirar o que demonios… pero no iba a sentarme a ver que empeorara mas. Y no iba a volver a hablar por teléfono a una pinche consulta como la de en la mañana. Asi es de que le dije a Hakan que me iba directo y que me alcanzara alla. Claro esta que en lo que arreglo cosas para Dani, por si tiene que cenar alla, por si hace del baño etc. Cosas para Annika etc etc… el caso es que pasaron otros 15 minutos durante los cuales tuve la suerte de escuchar el intenso grito desesperado de mi querida hijita. Los últimos 5 minutos la tuve que cargar porque no me podía concentrar en lo que me faltaba… carreola, lonchera, agua, pan, juguetes y demás. Daniel por un lado pidiendo que lo ayudara a sacar mas agua de su bote…. y luego empezaba a llorar porque pensó que lo iba a dejar. Despúes Annika llorando porque que estaba en el asiento de coche.
January 2007
Wed 31 Jan 2007
Wed 31 Jan 2007
Pues si, uno nunca sabe cuando le toca ir de emergencia al hospital. Vivo en un país de primer mundo y parece que a veces estoy en uno de 3er mundo. No soy para quejarme del sistema, de hecho no me gusta hacerlo pues la verdad es que si tan desacuerdo estoy con él, pues muy bruta sería en quedarme aqui a vivir. Pero no cabe duda que es muy diferente al americano y a veces caigo entre las grietas del sistema. Aquí en Suecia, las visitas al médico de los niños son gratis hasta las 16 años. Se pueden imaginar¡¡¡ SI, GRATIS.. pero ahí les el sistema. Cuando un niño se enferma hay un número donde te contesta una enfermera las 24 horas del día para darte consejos, osea una consulta telefónica. La mayoría de las veces te mandan a freír esparragos y que llames cuando de verdad sea algo de cuidado. Algo de cuidado es:
Sat 27 Jan 2007
Ayer fui por Daniel a la escuela después de una semana muy difícil. La semana pasada terminó con una nota muy positiva y en felicidad. Sin embargo yo llevaba un par de días ya sin dormir. Annika ha tenido dificultades para dormir y quedarse dormida. Creo que es una mezcla de varias cosas, esta demasiado cansada y le cuesta mas trabajo dormir. Ademas que como yo estoy tan cansada tampoco puedo producir mucha leche y resulta que no queda tampoco satisfecha. el caso es que habían sido ya varias noches. Y durante el día reusulta que la única forma en que se duerme es en la carreola, y no le gusta mucho que me pare tampoco. Asi es de que cuando duerme ella, yo camino. Y el resto del tiempo me toca recojer la casa etc… A la hora que podría finalmente descansar voy por Daniel a la escuela y me toca andar en la "pulca" o en el "snow racer". En fin, el jueves estuve a punto de llorar pues no quería salir a caminar mas, y Annika se acababa de despertar despues de 25 min de dormir y estaba todavía cansada pero sin poder dormir. Asi es de que le quite su traje de nieve y la deje en la mitad de la habitación en el piso sin ningun peligro, y me fui a mi recámara. Ya no podía mas! grité y me traté de relajar. Hasta que finalmente fui por ella otra vez. Una vez que la cargas, se calma.
Sun 21 Jan 2007
It SNOWED HERE!!!!! while I was playing Tennis
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Finally after a long wait, we get snow. They said there would be a storm on Saturday on the news. Well, this is not the first time this winter that there are warnings without any results. But yesterday it finally came at night.
I actually went to play tennis a MATCH. My first match in two years, I brought Annika with me since it was scheduled at a difficult time, I had a Nanny watching her while I played. It was an important match since the result decided if we went up a division or stayed where we are. I said I couldn't play singles since I haven't played in a year an a half, and my first court time was just last week. Even though I wasn't specially sore I thought it would be best not to push it. But I did offer myself to play doubles with Maria. Maria is a Swedish/Spaniard girl from my generation who played at a similar level as I did. So for us, when we get on the court its like old times. I must say that its not easy to find a good doubles partner, but 2 years ago we played together a match and I felt great on the court with her. She is a very good doubles player and its like we speak the same "unspoken" language. I know that if we had met before, when we were both just playing tennis we would have been among the best in the world. And I'm not exaggerating, we are both very stubborn and we move well. Jajaja, Anyway, "WOULD HAVE, COULD HAVE…." the time that doesn't exist, but now in the present we will pick it up after a couple of kids and enjoy ourselves on the court. I hope my children can watch me enjoy tennis and learn that sports are meant to be "PLAYED" "ENJOYED" in the PRESENT MOMENT. Just like the game of LIFE.
You would think that after this feeling on the court we won easy… but the truth is that we LOST!! IN 2 F… SETS! And I can say that yesterday the girls we played were better. Hopefully we will meet them again once I can play a bit more and make those key points over the net and change the result to a win. It was actually a very close match. And sometimes luck is a good ally, but this time Luck was on the other side. But I still came out with a smile on my face.
However the last 10 minutes of the match I heard Annika and her lovely hysteric scream from across the hall…. It was her time to go to bed. I still played my best but we lost. I noticed that my eyes were not so great with the artificial light. they start crying and I have to blink at key moments, like when I'm about to hit a volley. I need to get used to that again. But anyway, it was still fun. Annika kept screaming and Rita (my nanny) was not able to go outside because the storm had started.
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I hate driving with a Snow Storm, cause I'm not so used to it, but sometimes you just do what needs to be done. Plus the fact that (and this is a secret) "I DON'T HAVE A F… LICENSE", not Mexican, or Swedish. since I lost my wallet last year I haven't been to Mexico to replace my license, and getting a license here is a big project. But I'm already beginning with this tedious project.
It was a real storm and Daniel my other son came out with his snow racer as soon as it looked liked a snow might come over. yes, I am sure that Hakan and Daniel were the first ones out in the slope, when there was still no snow to go down to. And when I got home, they were still out. It was so difficult to get Daniel back inside, he just wanted to play in the snow. We had to promise that first thing in the morning he would be out with Daddy. And sure enough at 7am he was ready to go OUTSIDE!!! they made it out around 9am which is still amazing. And now I'm quitting cause I want to get out there too… did I mention that I am just a kid inside as well????? I can't wait to get on the Snow Racer with Danny.
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Tue 16 Jan 2007
Today was my first day on the court. It has been over a year, so I was so excited to get on the court that only putting on my tennis clothes was enough to get me in a good mood. Yes, tennis is like riding a bike, once you've played it well, its there for the rest or your life. It's so much mental, I know its all about attitude. If I'm thinking how lucky I am to be on the court once again, then I enjoy every second of it and life is good! If I start thinking that I need to play good, then the fun is gone. So I've decided to enjoy every ball I get to hit.
I step on the court, my knees are remembering that they can hurt too. My inner thighs all of a sudden start jumping. I now realize how much I get to use these muscles. And the truth is after five months of giving birth for the second time, that's still the weakest part in my body. A big change from once having them very strong to feeling them shake after a light work out. I've been to the gym now consistently, and I know that every time I work on my inner thighs I cry. I do some extra stretching, but not even that is enough against the "BIG BIRTH" It's getting better but I'm still far from being in the shape I once was.