Married and Deported

Nuggets by Betty

2012-02-04T08:14:00.000-07:00

Nuggets by Betty, my 94 year old grandmother and her running commentaries.
Last night, Betty was discussing her various medical conditions. She advised me "Zoloft makes her feel better" however, she is only taking half of her dose. Her doctor advised taking a whole one. Betty then added "If I had two boys I'd be taking 4 (zoloft) of them."

I am a sell out

2011-12-09T08:52:00.001-07:00

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Photo Card

2011-12-09T08:51:00.001-07:00

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the Croup cam back

2011-11-15T06:24:00.000-07:00

I remember a childhood song "the cat came back." I am saying the "croup came back." Mateo awoke at 4:00 something am and barking the familiar seal bark. I could hear the more infamous "stridor" or wet sounding breathing which is not wheezing. It means (as I can tell first hand) he is having trouble breathing. It means nobody is sleeping much.

I went into his room and tried rocking but I knew better after a few bouts of croup. I got the medicine du jour and put it into the nebulizer. Its funny, well maybe not ha ha funny but last year Mateo had RSV (another respiratory problem) and would scream and scream. Now he welcomes the nebulizer like a long lost friend.

I am trying to find some humor in it. Of course, I am anxious and the more I tried going back to sleep the more worried I became. There did not seem to be a reason to return to sleep (although Mateo went back). I knew the laundry list in my head was not stopping. I have to call the pediatrician office at 7:30 am. alas, an opportunity to write and the monitor seems to have rumblings that my patient is waking...........

recent photos

2011-11-14T16:20:00.000-07:00

Bribery and Toilet training

2011-11-08T13:28:00.000-07:00

Now that Halloween is over, we have a bucket filled with candy. One of my on going works in progress is toilet training Leo. He is 90% there although each day its hit or miss. What I mean is, each day depending on his mood, a three year old boy can sometimes be like a 16 year old girl. Seriously, they are moody, tempremental, prone to whining and also respond to bribes.

If the morning is pushing on and my particular brand of mothering skills are not working, I break down and go with the candy. As in, ":Leo, if you put on underwear I will give you a piece of candy." His eyes and face light up and quicker then you can say yes he is handing me the underwear to put on him. I am not proud of my tactics and trust me after going to a crunchy, private Liberal Arts college in New England, I never thought I would use such manipulative tactics. Well, BF Skinner, Pavlov, operant or classical conditioning, it works. The child responds to candy as a dog responds to meat powder and the bell.

Hallo scream

2011-10-31T21:48:00.000-07:00

Its all Hallos eve. I must say I enjoyed this holiday more as a mom then I ever did as a child. It was pure joy watching Leo ask to wear his pirate costume everyday since it arrived in the mail. I got him accesorized with a sword and pirate hat "argh." He was so excited for trick or treating he did not nap. However, the nap skipping has returned (sigh).

Mateo was a piece of sushi. I will post photos later. I am soo tired and yet I cant sleep. Mateo has woken up with a bloody nose. Its one of the side effects from his congestion/dry air/ upper respiratory challenges. I am nervous about winter but now I am getting into future disasters that have not occurred. Its time to get my weary body into bed and not worry about the baby monitor. I can sleep until I hear it sound again. I hope it is silent for at least the next 7 or even 8 hours. buenas noches

Be in the moment

2011-10-23T12:17:00.001-07:00

Be in the moment, its a phrase I have heard many times. I started doing a yoga class with an awesome teacher, Danielle Campagna. It was all about "no judgement, be here, be present." For along time, I have been aware of my struggle with distraction, procrastination. I see my writing jump from one subject to another quite easily.

At present, I am on a daunting task getting my social work license in Arizona. It might sound easy. I don't do easy well. Thus, i remind myself to stay in the moment and don't focus on future disasters about to come. Its been over 20 years since I went to graduate school in New York City. I received my degree, worked for a while but my personal "demons" caught up with me.

I am not going to detail the demons lets say I was in a tunnel without light. In this journey to be free I have gotten alot of understanding, "self awareness." As a defiant person, I did not always listen to myself and paid for it in many ways personally and "materially." Getting to "know oneself" is not as glamorous as it sounds. An interruption, my husband asks me if I was cooking something.

What am I trying to say? I am scared of finishing this application and taking this exam. I have not worked in the professional world for a couple of years. I have not wanted for much either. However, I want to work again. I fear failing the exam and its consequences. I want my boys to be proud of me and show that I am strong. Thus, i must stay in the moment............I will let you know how its going..................

soul bloggers?

2011-10-17T16:54:00.000-07:00

Ok, I admit I have been reading other blogs and such. I admit this with guilt as I got distracted from studying (for my licensing exam, long story, yawn), and started reading blogs from Buenos Aires. I started missing it. I romanticize the past.

When I lived in BA about a million years ago (and before 2 children consumed me) I loved finding restaurants esp always looking for good Jewish food or a bagel. I came across a blog written by an American Jew living in BA. She dissects the food scene in an intelligent and humorous manner. I found a soul blogger. En serio, there are bagels there, more vegetarian restaurants, cupcakes y mas.

Now I have to figure out what to make for dinner. I am thinking Indian with greek yogurt and scallions. Oh yes Indian food in BA! A lot of variety and even a decent sushi that serves fish other then salmon and NO "Philadelphia" rolls. I did not or barely cooked when living there. Our housekeepr, Carmen often made us spinach empanada and berengia milanesas (fried eggplant). I realize why I gained so much weight when living there. In addition, throw in some serious quantities of helado !

Hurricane Mateo

2011-10-17T16:44:00.000-07:00

I ususally start off the blog being embarrassed about how long its been since i posted. Its true but again, its not so easy when I am running after Hurricane Mateo (and Leo). He is literally into everything. I know cliche and all but true. ok, the toilet bowl? seriously? I have attached photos of the mentioned Hurricane.

The next photo is of our Mateo proofing in our bedroom. Ok, its just a wooden gate. Leo thinks its a time machine and has taken it down a few times.

PERSONA NON GRATA NO MORE

2011-06-09T20:47:00.000-07:00

Its unbelievable! Close to 6 years ago, Maximo was "persona non grata" in the United States and today, he took his citizenship exam and passed. Now, in a few weeks he will receive via mail the date for his citizenship ceremony. Its a dream. I dont know how to express the joy I am feeling. We went to lunch at Barneys NY and took Leo. I took some photos.

Brunch Date

2011-05-16T11:55:00.000-07:00

Since we have had babies, I dont seem to discuss romance with husband much. anyways, we had a brunch date at El Chorro, a restaurant here thats been around since 1937 (and thats antiquated for AZ)

IPHONE

2011-05-15T20:31:00.000-07:00

I caved in, I thought I can be one of "those" people who does not have an iphone, not constantly connected to everyone I went to high school and college with. Oh no, its not for me. I WOULD NEVER spend that kind of money on a phone.

Its an adjustment. However, there is this one amazing app, "Hipstamatic." It takes vintage stlyle/1960s style plastic camera photos.

San francisco

2011-02-22T19:38:00.000-07:00

XMAS

2010-12-25T11:52:00.000-07:00

Hola
Feliz Fiestas as they say in Argentina. I have not worked for an income in some time and yet I am busier then ever. Today, Max is working although he receives double pay its still a struggle when he is away. Two boys under diapers, one so active and fast I cant run after him and the other not yet walking but wanting to walk already.

My goal each day is to get out of the house in the morning. This morning I tried for about 2 hours to feed and cloth the boys (and me too). I got Mateo in the stroller. Leo had refused to eat. He wanted a cookie and I did not feel like having a battle. My thoughts of what would Super nanny suggest running through my head along with he is only 2. I tried barganing which led to meltdown. Finally, my mom said she would watch him.

My other goal is taking off the pregnancy weight. I have never liked exercise but its become a necessary evil. have been wearing a pedometer to track my "steps." I walked with Mateo in the stroller about 5,000 steps (or 1 and half miles). The streets were pretty empty as Phoenix is heavily Christian. I arrived at home to find Leo had been crying when I left and my mom tried catching me but I was already too far.

The other night we had a rain storm with heavy winds. It was so strong that the glass on the outside table broke and shattered. I have been unable to clean it up. Yet, I cant let Leo play in the yard b/c of the glass. Que Quilombo! Its been 90 minuted since I ventured outside. I fed Mateo, bathed and changed both of them and managed to get Mateo sleeping. I am allowing Leo to watch "Wall-e" for the millionth time. (BTW, I told Leo he watched too much tv this morning.)

Its time to make Pumpkin Pie for our friends dinner. I am so happy we are getting out of the house for awhile today. Its not easy being a Jew on Christmas. I know I am not a fan of this time of year. However, I must say its not been too bad this year. Yes, I am still sad about some "old" friends who basically disappeared when I was pregnant. I know I cant change it but I can change, simple and true. I am so grateful for the wonderful family I always wanted and I finally have. Max, Leo and Mateo, I love you all! Happy Holidays.
Love,
a recovering Xmas hater

racha racha

2010-09-17T16:25:00.000-07:00

I cannot believe almost a month has past since my last entry. Things, life has been busy, busier then I ever dreamed. One of the things Leo enjoys is music and singing. He asks us to sing with him. He loves La cuchaaracha which he calls "racha."

Yesterday, Mateo had his 2 month check up. He weighs 11 lbs and measures at 23 inches, not too shabby. He is a colicky baby. Personally, I think all babies have some form of it but some have more sensitive digestive tract. It has been challenging to deal with it. I am up a few times at night for hour stretches. I fall back asleep around 5 am. Max leaves for work by 4 am. I am awakened an hour later by Leo. He knocks on the door (so sweet). He then comes in asking for apple juice and one of the cartoons he likes. I am too tired to fight him, I think he knows it too.

I would like to say I have a strategy for taking care off both of them. I do not. I am taking it one day at a time sometimes a minute at a time. Many books a bout parenting suggest having some kind of help. I am so glad my parents are here. Leo spends some of the morning (very early part) with his grandparents, playing and eating breakfast.

This reminds me of how little Leo is eating especially when I am feeding him. Our babysitter, Ivonne has more patience then me. She will pick up Leo and put him in the high chair (which he is too big for), put on a bib and cut up his food and feed him. This is comforting as I know he will eat at least one meal day. He does love to snack. He will say to me "snack" and "want snack." His snack foods are often shared by his dad.

In addition to blocks, puzzles and "colors" (drawing)f Leo enjoys taking apart the measuring tape.

I dont seem to have manyn photos of myself. Its mostly due to my vanity about my post pregnancy appearance. This is Leo and I at his school for Friday morning shabbat. On Fridays, the kids all wear their "shabbat" shirt which is this cute tie-dye. They eat challah and drink juice and sing songs. I came is as we were one of the shabbat parents of the week. I brought in special treat of cookies and frosting his teachers suggestion. We had a little belated birthday party for Leo. They practiced painting on their cookies with the frosting.

This is a photo of Max and Mateo sitting on Leo's new big boy bed.

Leo is 2

2010-08-26T08:55:00.000-07:00

It has been a long journey to this point! Leo turned two on August 14, 2010. The last 2 years have been an adventure, one I never could have imagined. My brother Michael, his wife Samantha and their children Brooke and Grant came in for a visit. Leo was thrilled.

We went out to Cave Creek (in 110 degrees) to McDonald's ranch. Leo et al rode in a stagecoach and after each child got to ride a horse (while lead by a "real cowgirl" ~~like Jesse from Toy Story.~~

We then ate at this ~~tourist trap~~ restaurant, Pinnacle Peak Patio. The walls of PPP were decorated with business cards and ties from visitors past.

MAS MATEO

2010-08-26T08:45:00.000-07:00

MATEO ELIAS PICCIONE

2010-08-26T08:41:00.002-07:00

On July 15, 2010 we welcomed Mateo Elias Piccione. He weighed 5lb and 3oz and was 19 inches long. He is very healthy and vocal. He immediately took to eating and other infant activities.

36 weeks and counting down

2010-07-07T21:09:00.000-07:00

Its already 36+weeks, unbelievable. This pregnancy has been a long ride between the fertility treatments, high blood pressure and subsequent bed rest, oh and chasing a toddler around. I am not necessarily ready for a newborn but ready to finish being pregnant. Today, I was at my weekly OB appointment. I was monitored with the non-stress test, no contractions, I am not dilated.

My OB, Dr. Medchill and I scheduled my C-section. I had a choice between August 2 and July 23. My feet are swollen so I am waddling and my BP was a bit high. I don't think I will make it until August. I chose July 23rd which is technically 38 weeks. Dr. Medchill advised that I will have to have amnio at same time as C-section to ensure the baby's lungs are developed. There is minimal risk with the amnio if anything it would trigger labor.

That is all I have to report at this time. I hope to be writing more in the next few days before Baby Boy Piccione is here.

Sprinkle, Injeria and other updates

2010-06-14T10:49:00.000-07:00

It has happened again. I have not posted in over 2 months. Yesterday, my lovely mom friends had a "sprinkle" for me. (A sprinkle as in its the second baby so its not a shower.) It was a "necessities" sprinkle which was a great idea. I got newborn diapers, binkies, onesies, wipes and a special blanket for baby boy Piccione.

Manda and Abby made a delicious lime sherbet float, mini quiches, salad and Stephanie's famous sticky buns. My mom contributed the cake, an amazing coconut cream cake with white cake-I can actually eat it now come to think of it. It was a treat to get together with friends minus children...Again, I am blessed to have such generous and loving friends.

Today, I have a midterm due for my online course (a long story, will explain later). At present, I am procrastinating on the computer which seems like a great time to write about Injeria. I could have sworn I wrote about our good friends, Manda, Dereje and their daughter Saba. Manda met Dereje, a doctor from Ethiopia while she was serving in Peace Corps in Botswana. Like Max and I they, they also had to file for a finance/spouse visa. Dereje and Maximo have also become good friends frequently debating about whether Argentina or Ethiopia is more corrupt.

Back to Dereje. Dereje applied for a medical residency here. As a foreign medical school graduate, he cannot automatically practice medicine in the USA. He has to do a residency, an internship, etc all over again. Ay Caramba. My parents helped Dereje do an observorship at St. Josephs' in Phoenix. Dereje who is also an amazing cook, made a full Ethiopian meal for my family to say "thank you." I have posted some of the photos from this fabulous meal.

I cannot remember the names of the dishes. I can say it is the BEST Ethiopian food I have ever eaten. As I know the chef who makes his food with love. The top picture is of injeria the traditional bread you use to scoop up the food. Utensils are not needed for this meal. The dish of the egg and chicken is a traditional dish made typically for religious holidays.

Lighter Note

2010-04-08T16:23:00.000-07:00

I needed to post something light after my last post. I was feeling very black hole with no turning back, etc. Here are some recent photos of Leo.

Here is Leo driving his "Cozy Coupe." He loooves this car. He is as passionate about the upkeep and car's appearance as is his dad. He has taken to writing with crayons
on the car.

Week 23

2010-04-06T10:20:00.000-07:00

I had no idea its been almost 3 months since my last blog entry. I have not had a chance to sit and write. Also, events have happened I meant to report on but procrastinated instead. I am officially 23 weeks pregnant for the second time. As I am superstitious, I dont like writing to much about being pregnant. I have not wanted to post or announce it on facebook.

I went for my OB-GYN appointment last Friday. I was a little nervous as this baby is not half as active as Leo. I was reminded every "pregnancy is different." I saw the baby's heart beat and he (yes its a boy) is just groovey.

A month ago, we moved into our new home. Its a gigantic place, 7000 square feet. Yes, we are still living with my parents. There is so much more space we can all be in different corners and not be able to find one another. Leo seems to really enjoy the house. He is riding his various vehicles, Cozy Coupe and Radio Flyer fire engine all around the house. Vroom, vrooom. Photos to follow.

Encanto Park

2010-01-16T19:50:00.000-07:00

Today, was the monthly meeting of the "mommy and me yoga" class. We all met (obviously) in mommy and me yoga class. I think Leo was 8 weeks when we started going. It was not a workout but a chance to get my exhausted, harried, post partum self out of the house with my newborn. All of the moms were first time moms. The class was us occasionally doing yoga poses and mostly nursing and changing our babies diapers.

This brunch was at Encanto Park. It was a perfect setting with lots of room for the kiddies to run around and for their parents to chase after them. We had bagels and cream cheese with smoked salmon and "monkey bread." The monkey bread is across between a pecan roll and a cinnamon roll only better. I had an appetite this morning so I ate too much monkey bread and washed it down with homemade strawberry lemonade. I think the monkey bread is still lodged in my stomach.

Leo had a hardy helping of bagels and cream cheese. The cream cheese managed to stay on his sleeves and in his little hand. He gulped down the lemonade and got half of it down his shirt. I felt mama pride when Leo was complimented for holding and drinking out of a grownup cup. Leo was fascinated by the ducks in the nearby pond. I spent a lot of time eating making sure Leo was in my sight. He managed to sneak off with some of his comrades. Luckily, one of the dads (our honorary "manny")was swift in getting them back. The brunch ended with a wet diaper and a content toddler falling asleep in the car.

Friday

2010-01-15T14:03:00.000-07:00

This morning, Leo and I went to the Phoenix Children's museum and met our friends Rachel and her son Issac. I met Rachel and her husband when we were first pregnant and took a Jewish parenting class. We had a lot in common, both of us married and had children later in life, we are both Social Workers and both lived in latin countries.

Maximo and I joined the Children's museum over the summer. The membership has really paid for itself. It is a great space for kids. The museum is housed in a renovated school. The walls are covered with stimulating sights, they have a reading area, and my favorite the "under 3 room."

The "under 3 room" is a large space with all kinds of sounds, textures, bridges, slides. Today, Leo and I walked in and he went into the bedroom of the "play house." He went to play with the cart. However, an aggressive little girl pulled the cart our of Leo's hands. I was shocked. I asked the girl to "excuse me, can you please give him a chance to play with it?" She kept saying "excuse me" and pulling the cart in her hands. Leo walked away. The mother came running over to apologize

What has become of my life that I am trying to negotiate with toddlers? I know they have not fully developed the ability to share as everything is "mine." It brought flashbacks to elementary school and the teasing I endured. I am going to have to get more information about children developing healthy self-esteem. First, I need a nap.

Day 4

2010-01-14T14:41:00.000-07:00

Its day 4 of blogging every day for 15 min. Today, Leo is in school for a few hours. When I dropped him off I saw the teacher putting jell-o on plates and the kids were playing with it. They are doing an art project to teach them about different textures such as jell-o.

Today has been a day of trying to get my receipts ready for taxes. It is really not a glamorous job. I remember taking a personality test (Myers-Briggs) and it recommended I not become an accountant. I am trying to improve my understanding of taxes and other "grown up, responsible adult things."

I have been feeling so tired and sick in this first trimester. Today, is the start of week 12. I am almost into the second trimester. YIPPEE! My belly is already sticking out revealing a cute little bump. I want to take Leo to the park but I also want to nap. I don't actually get the nap option because Leo will have woken up from his own nap and be bright eyed and bushy tailed.

There are many parks in and around Phoenix but no parks close to our house. There are also not many children in this part of town. Its a kind of "empty nest" community. Yesterday, we went to Arcadia Park which is about a 10 minute drive. There was a boy riding a hot wheels and Leo tried to use it. I distracted him enough to ride on the swings. He also "rode" this lady bug contraption. Its a beautiful day again so to the park we go.

2010-01-13T19:46:00.000-07:00

This is day 3 of blogging everyday for 15 minutes. I did think I would have nothing to say. I know its not true. I think my brain is a bit mushy and I want to nap all day long. Between being tired and keeping up with Leo I am not up to date with current events. As my father watches Fox "news" every night I do hear a certain angle about daily events. It appears that Fox is focused on the earthquake in Haiti. I only "accidentally" hear the ~~propaganda~~ news from the television.

Today, I met Heather, a mom friend and her one year old, Stella at the farmer's market. Heather and I met in pre-natal yoga and she organized a weekly playgroup. We have been getting together every week for over a year. Its been amazing to watch the kids go through the first year milestones together. We are going to celebrate our "year anniversary" in February with a moms night out.

I am so grateful for the great mom friends I have made over the last 18 months. I could not have imagined when moving here that I would be a part of a community. I cannot remember another time (aside from college and graduate school)when I bonded so quickly with other women from diverse walks of life so easily.

Another group of moms I met was through mommy and me yoga classes. Once a month we all get together and have brunch on a Saturday. I usually make a spinach quiche (yes crust and filling) for the event. I think this month I will bring fruit instead of quiche. Did I mention the moms in this group are amazing cooks?

One of my friends Manda blows me away with her craft projects. She has made "felt food." It looks fairly easy to do but I dont know how to do a cross stitch. I also would need to go to Michael's (craft store) and buy felt as well as thread and get some direcitons on assembling felt food. I think a new challenge awaits.

Get my Spanish going

2010-01-12T14:04:00.000-07:00

Its Tuesday and it means Leo is in "school." I am also having him stay there for nap time. He has been doing naps for one week at school. His naps at school have been shorter then the ones at home. I dont know if its because its new or what. The teacher who is with him at nap time is a Mexican immigrant. I cant remember her name. I asked her to speak Spanish with Leo. She asked me if he understands Spanish and I told her "yes."

This leads me to a topic I have been avoiding since returning from Argentina. It is my lack of fluency in Spanish. I have been so embarrassed about my Spanish especially when people assume because Maximo is from Argentina that I would be fluent. We are raising Leo bi-lingual so I need to step up my Spanish skills. As I want to speak both languages with him.

I tried for 2 years to improve in Argentina through classes and tutoring. I made meager attempts to speak only in Spanish with Max for 30 minutes a day but I did not follow through. I dont know how I will get myself back on learning Spanish. I can understand it from the radio and television. Perhaps, I could learn by watching a telenovella everyday? I don't have a solution other then to practice which is not so sexy.

I guess its just about practice, practice and more practice.

Monday, Monday

2010-01-11T12:57:00.001-07:00

This morning, Leo woke up at 5:30 am. As he went to bed at 7:30 pm I figured he would go back to sleep. I was wrong, a diaper change and breakfast were needed. Its dark outside and I cant really get my head around the fact its Monday again.

We are taking a mommy and me music class on Monday mornings. The class is through MUSIC TOGETHER. I believe there are Music Together classes all over the place. Our teacher, Indigo is a perky person. She loves her job and teaching children about music. The school philosophy (more or less) is the earlier children learn about tone through music the better prepared they are developmentally.

Our class starts at 9:30 am. There are about 7 or 8 other toddlers with their moms or dads. The school encourages grandparents, babysitters, etc. to attend class with the child. The three "suggestions" (they never say rules) in class are:
1. No talking to eachother
2. Let your child be where he or she is
3. Parents have to sing

One challenge face as a mom is disconnecting from other people's opinions and deciding what feels right for me and Leo. My sister sends both of her sons for music classes. However, my mom thinks music class is "narishkeit" or foolishness. I dont know why what she thinks about music class bothers me. I think being involved in Leo's life through different activities is essential for our relationship.

I know growing up I regret not following through on some of my interests. Being committed to Leo's learning forces me to do my "homework" being consistent. I am feeling particularly drained now that I am pregnant again. I admitted it. I am pregnant, 11 weeks along. As much as I hate it I am superstitious and did not want to write about it until after my first tri-mester. I think I need a nap after all this blogging.

15 minutes a day for 7 days

2010-01-10T19:03:00.000-07:00

A free moment to blog, wow truly a luxury. I have committed to writing on my blog for 7 days in a row for 15 minutes a pop. I am not sure what I will write about but I suppose thats half the journey. As being a "stay at home" was never something I imagined doing, I am trying to get clarity but what "career" or money earning activity I would like to do.

I have had many "jobs" in my life. My first job was as a waitress at my sleepaway camp. I think I earned about $300 for the whole summer. (slave labor?) That was alot of money for a 15 year old. I remember my friends and I would go on our "day off" to the town of Woodstock, NY. I think we each took $20 with us. I remember we would go to the Rainbow store where yes, everything was a rainbow theme.

There was also a headshop/jewelry store where I got three holes pierced in my ears. They never asked for parental permission or anything. I think I even got away with buying cigarettes. My poor parents. Now, that I remember I dont think my mom was shocked about the pierces. She did have a good nose and could smell cigarette smoke. Its hard to believe I used to LOVE smoking. I thought one of the best cigarettes was in the morning after a shower. That sounds so unappetizing.

I hear Leo making little cries as he fights falling asleep. We had a big day. Maximo, Leo and I got out of the house before 10am and took a long walk along the canal. It was a beautiful day, sunny and cool but not cold. The wails are getting progressive so its time to stop.

feliz ano nuevo

2010-01-02T12:34:00.000-07:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR! It does not feel much different (yet). We spent New Years Eve eating at my favorite Greek restaurant, Greekfest with Leo and grandma and grandpa. The appetizers were awesome. I could eat some now, yum.

December 30 was our 4th wedding anniversary. Congrats to us! Maximo and I went to Las Vegas over Christmas weekend (sans Leo). Thank you mom and dad! We drove along Route 66 and Maximo got to play with snow.

We stopped at this off beat diner and ate the MOST DELICIOUS CHEESEBURGER ever! The french fries were also pretty good. Then onto to Las Vegas. We stayed at MGM Grand. It was great being alone as a couple but I missed Leo. We ate our anniversary meal at CRAFTSTEAK. If you are a Top Chef fan like me you will recognize this restaurant.

In Las Vegas more is more. There was too much food. I could barely finish my steak. There were also really good french fries too. I was exhausted (probably one of the only people to sleep in LV). Maximo ventured out to the strip and rode the roller coaster at NEW YORK, NEW YORK.

Now, its January and Maximo and I are sorting through papers and receipts to get ready for our tax returns. I know sooo glamorous. Its a necessary evil. My Miami Beach condo is also on the market. Its been 5 years and due to circumstances beyond my control (mainly Maximo being deported, etc.) I lived in it for less then 1 year. I know the market is terrible, etc. Its a 1 bedroom which I bought before Leo was even an idea. Well, I will let you all know how it develops. If you know anybody looking to buy a 1 bedroom on Miami Beach please send them my way.

El primero dia de escuela

2009-12-02T10:06:00.001-07:00

Yesterday, was Leo's first day at school. It sounds so grown up. He is going 2x a week from 9-1 to Tempel Solel pre-school. He is in the toddler class with 9 other children. I walked into the classroom and first thing i saw was a little girl crying her eyes out. MAMA GUILT. I brought everything Leo needed, diapers, wipes, extra clothes and his lunch. It was labeled with his name. I kissed Leo goodbye and he went to the window to watch me walk out.

At 12:50 pm, I went to pick him up. The teacher advised me it took Leo awhile for him to realize I was not coming back. He also started crying for awhile and stopped when they went outside. poor guy. It broke my heart to hear he was crying. . I came into the classroom and he was playing with toys. He caught my eye and started crying. I picked him up and took him to the car. The teacher gave me a "report" on his diaper changes and how much food he ate. We got home after a snack, he took a 3 hour nap. In all, a successful day.

the cousins are here!

2009-11-29T09:33:00.002-07:00

All of the cousins arrived for Thanksgiving. It was the first time since 2005 that all of my siblings, spouses and children were here.

TOP TEN HIGHLIGHTS OF NOVEMBER

2009-11-25T07:29:00.000-07:00

TOP TEN LIST FOR NOVEMBER

1. Leo can do " how big is Leo."

2. I came home from Argentina

3. Leo is 31 inches tall (97% percentile) and 25 lbs.

4. Leo and I got to chill out together.

5. The cousins from Washington, DC arrived (and Aunts Unice and Samantha, Uncles Mike and Stephen)

6. Leo know uses a fork when he eats

7. He shakes his head "NO" more then i would like

8. Leo waves bye-bye

9. Estela, our beloved babysitter is leaving to finish college. (weep, weep)

10. I signed Leo up for pre-school.

November is national blog month

2009-11-25T07:25:00.001-07:00

Well, better late then never. i took a peak at my friend Manda's blog only to see its national blog month. I had no idea. What with being in Argentina and flying back to beautiful Arizona, i have been fairly mocus (mostly out of focus).

I missed Halloween with Leo this year. This is Leo as a monkey. I think he looks like Winnie the Pooh licking the top of the honey pot.

Maximo carved the pumpkin. (He is a virgin pumpkincarver no more)

The Thrills of Buying a Cell Phone in Argentina

2009-10-25T17:32:00.000-07:00

Hola. Yes, I am in Buenos Aires again by myself. It is so hard to be away from Leo, my heart hurts when I think about it. I arrived last Tuesday. I took care of setting myself up. I checked into the apartment, the land line had no answering machine and I was without computer (as well as Leo).

My friend, Chris offered to buy the phone from me once I finished using it. I just had to do the leg work. Now, if you have never been to Argentina and only know American customer service you MUST lower your expectations about the service here.

I walked over to the trendy and very overstimulating Alto Palermo mall. I went to Personal's kiosco (one of the cell phone companies here) and bought the "mas barato" phone. It meant a basic phone, no camera or any other tricks and gadgets. I was advised by the sales chica that within 24 hours I would get a message with my new phone number. Ok, I thought thats cool.

As this is Argentina the story does not end yet. On Tuesday, no service. On Wednesday, I made the dreaded trip back to Alto Palermo and to the Personal kiosco. In my best Spanish, I advised the chica I had no service. She assured me that in another 24 hours I would have service and if not I could call her. I was skeptical but also hopeful. No service on Thursday, Friday. I really did not want to go back to the kiosco.

Today, I met my friend Richard and his zexy boyfriend Carlos ("Charlie") at Alto Palermo to see a terrible Bruce Willis movie. Anyways, Richard said Charlie would help me with fixing the no cell phone problem. We got to the kiosco and the spanish flying between Charlie and the sales guy was so fast I just mentally blacked out. The sales guy was a jerk, he told me to go to the main office. The main office is usually packed with 100 people waiting to be seen (not unlike the DMV).

We went around the shopping center to another Personal kiosco. The chica was very helpful and called the woman I had spoken to the other day and said she would be there in 15 minutes. We waited (although I was certain she would not show). I saw Mickey Mouse on Ave Santa Fe giving out balloons which only made me homesick. Anyways, the woman showed up said it was a bad chip and changed it. All that drama for a "bad" chip. Now, I have cell phone and I am plugged in.

More Photos from Argentina

2009-09-24T17:46:00.000-07:00

I tried posting more photos from Argentina in the post about our trip. However, my computer skills did not allow me to do it. I am posting more under this post. I only have a minute as Maximo does not know how long to microwave a chicken nugget.
ENJOY!

I prefer dirty laundry

2009-09-23T14:09:00.003-07:00

A friend of mine, another mom made a posting on her blog that really got me thinking. She discussed an interaction with another mom about why she has a maid and does not cook all of her family's meals. It sounded like envy to me.

However, posting made me really think about my life. At times, I am guilty not working full time. Its insane. Women can be mean to one other and even interactions with other moms (ADULT WOMEN)can be high school all over again with cliques and jealousy and gossip. I dont know when this "mean" cycle ends. I can only try not to engage in it.

I remember an incident when I was pregnant and new to Phoenix. I figured I would meet some cool women at pre-natal yoga. In my experience, I have gotten along with other yogis. The teacher said we would all become one anothers best friends. I felt hopeful. A few pregnant moms were having lunch, did not extend the invitation so I invited myself. I felt like a fish out of water.

I think I never wrote about because I was in shock. At every pre-natal class rarely did anybody give me a smile or say hello let alone invite me to lunch. I tried to "turn the other cheek" but I got tired of reaching into an empty well. At the end of my pregnancy, I was on modified bed rest so I stopped going to pre-natal yoga.

After I had Leo, I was surprised to receive emails from other moms in the class about their childbirth and newborn experiences. One of the women suggested we all meet with babies for coffee. Today, I can say these women are good friends and very supportive. We have a weekly playgroup. Many of the moms stay at home or have flexible working schedules.

Anyways, back to my friends blog posting. She discussed a Maureen Dowd article about how Americans are less happier then ever. In general, I am much happier now that I am a mom. I would not return to single life and/or exchange it for my baby. My son is precious to me. I am so grateful to have him in my life. I had 25 years of working in jobs I did not always like. I have a greater purpose being a mom and being happy. I am trying to figure out what is my passion.

It is unfortunate that other women are so critical of one another. I have definitely met judgmental moms and some not so much. It sounds like the woman was envious of you! I see you and you are happy. We only have 2 hands and 1 heart-its impossible to do it all. I would rather have dirty laundry and left overs then give up my time with my child.

LOVE AND ILLNESS IN BUENOS AIRES

2009-08-30T06:14:00.004-07:00

Its been quite a trip to Buenos Aires. Our "return" with Leo. There has been so much going on I have just been too tired to sit down and write about it. I am going to cheat and list the highlights. The photos will follow upon return to the USA.

1. 10 hours flying from Dallas to Buenos Aires

2. I slept, Leo slept a bit and Max barely slept.

3. We met Valentina! That is Ambi and Hugh's 10 month old daughter.

4. We saw Cousin Rachel and 7 of her 9 children. She graciously lent us a pack and play.

5 We bought eggs in the grocery store. Eggs are kept on shelves as opposed to a refrigerator.

6 We ate at 647 and caught up with the "gang"; Terry, Chris and Ana.

7 In the middle of the night, I threw up, followed by Leo and ultimately Maximo.

8. Luckily, Ambi had provided me in advance with a pediatrician's phone number.

9. Maximo called this doctor we had never met at 4 am on doctor's cell phone. He instructed us what to do and he would see in the morning. I cannot imagine that same scenario in the USA! Calling my doctor or a pediatrician on his cellphone and at 4 am!

10.I took Leo along with Ana and Terry (my personal translators) to see Dr. Guzman. A liquid diet was prescribed.

11.More sickness. Hugh sends over this babysitter Rosa to watch Leo. Finally, we all get some sleep. Rosa makes us a feast of jello, white rice and pureed carrots.

12. Eventually the sickness passed and we explored BA. Max and I decided to only do things we had never done while living here.

Mas adelante.................

Leo is walking

2009-08-04T08:26:00.006-07:00

Well, it happened Leo is walking. He took his first steps on July 4, ironicallly Independence Day. He started pushing a shopping cart (which Maximo weighed down with a box toys) around the house by himself. I am truly amazed at how he performs these (to me) miracles.
Please see more with the attached photos and videos.

The Wedding Cake

2009-07-02T19:54:00.000-07:00

I just uncovered this picture and scanned it. The cake is from our actual civil wedding in the Pompano Beach Detention Center on December 30, 2005. It was a lemon cake from Publix supermarket.

Max and I never got a chance to pick out our wedding bands before the ceremony. I am wearing my grandmother's ring and he is wearing my mother's wedding band. Once we were in Argentina we bought real bonds. The "wedding" in a detention center (sounds like the title of a Johnny Cash song) was sudden. We only knew the day before that DHS granted us permission to marry. They also signed off on deporting Maximo to Argentina that same day.

At the time, I thought it was the biggest tragedy. That ceremony was so beautiful. A notary public I never met performed it (the Rabbi had a funeral to attend) and all of the words were so magical. My family and Maximo and I were crying happy-sad tears.

Uncle Bob's Defensive Driving

2009-06-22T22:28:00.003-07:00

I am no poster child for safe driving. Arizona is overloaded with these traffic cameras that take your photo when you are speeding. I received such a ticket and enrolled in a defensive driving class. The word is a bit of a misnomer. Tonight, I attended my 4 hour and (1) 15 minute course with "Uncle Bob."

Yes, the instructor calls himself the "Uncle Bob of Defensive Driving." He advised us to google him and alas, he is the "real deal." He admits to being passionate about teaching defensive driving. In all of my 20 years of driving and few times at traffic school I have never heard anybody admit to "feeling passionate about defensive driving."

He dolled out some good advice, tips , etc with his own style, one part bartender and another performance artist (that is a stretch), and a touch of lecherous older teacher with mid-western charm. He shuns the National Safety Council's teachings as his are "better." He does have a web site with "Uncle Bob's 70 rules of safe driving." I will post the web site if anybody reads this blog and is interested.

Feliz Cumple, Maximo

2009-06-01T21:33:00.005-07:00

Argentine friends come to visit

2009-06-01T21:24:00.004-07:00

Last week, i had among other things back surgery-to remove a very enlarged and herniated/protruding disk. Its a long story. It was very painful and nothing was working. I was overnight in the hospital, my first time away from Leo for 2 nights. I am happy to say the surgery was successful but it is a long road to recovery

On top of it, our friends Mulu, Massimo and their daughter Guilia were coming in from Houston. Mulu and I became fast friends in Buenos Aires after attending a horrid ex-pat meeting where everybody complained about Argentina. That was 4 years ago and we have been friends since. I digress. Massimo, originally from Italy a geological engineer was transferred from Buenos Aires to Houston, Texas. It is quite the culture shock.

We took them to the Desert Botanical Garden where there is the Chiluluy glass exhibit. Its fantastic and blends in with the desert scenery. We also discovered an Ethiopian resurant. Mulu was in 7th heaven. I was happy to find some ethnic food!

On Sunday, it was Maximo's birthday. We had 3 Italian/Argentines on the barbeque cooking up chirrasco steak "the right way." We topped off the celebration with a tres leches cake.

Spring Things and Argentine Visitors

2009-05-31T21:05:00.004-07:00

This was taken at the train park in Chandler, AZ. It was Stori's 3rd birthday and also 106 degrees. Leo went through the sprinkler to cool down.
Max and Sebas (Stori's dad) barbequed for the kiddies. The birthday princess glowed over her beautifully designed cupcake tower cake.

Leo vamos el manzana grande

2009-03-23T09:12:00.003-07:00

We spent the past weekend in NYC. We came in for my first cousin's daughter bat mitzvah. Is that my second cousin, once removed? Anyway, we had the privilege of connecting with so many friends and it was amazing to be in NYC.

We stayed with our friends, Marnie and Jon and their groovey kids (simone, ariel and Ben)in tribeca. I am adding an aside that I introduced Marnie and Jon to one another and they have been together over 15 years. (matchmaker, matchmaker) Also, Arielle is a gifted tap dancer.

We were really there for the bat mitzvah, I swear but we got in a couple of visits with some old friends. We saw Karen Wolfe all the way from Brooklyn bearing bagels, lox and whitefish salad. Louise who we met in Argentina came from the Lower East Side.
We lunched with Anna and Kelli at Odeon where the waitress pointed out that our tuna burgers came with french fries. Anna and Kelli in their awesome sense of humor advised waitress "we are not dieting." I am paraphrasing.

The Homewood Suites where we had a pre-paid reservation decided to cancel our reservation as we did not stay on thursday night. The hotel said we could pay for another night. We chose not to stay in the fashionable Long Island town of Melville and stay at Chez Berk-silvan. As of this morning, I am busy calling Hilton and writing letters to get the charges reversed and its not going too well.

Laterr in the evening, Max and I got to have Marnie's babysitter watch Leo while we had dinner in a restaurant. That was a treat. We met Lisa and Kelli at Nobu next door. I guess its the "cheaper" Nobu?

On Saturday we woke up and hustled out to Huntington Jewish Center where we missed only 90 mins of a four hour bat mitzvah service. Leo did get to hang with his cousins, a highlight. There was a great deal of pushing and grabbing for appetizers. As it was Shabbat, no musical instruments could be used. Thus, the music was performed acapella. It was beautiful singing.

The noise, all the people, etc put Leo into overdrive so we left early. My well meaning Aunt Dorothy advised me Leo's socks were too small and they were cutting off his circulation. She also asked Maximo to take care of me and to write her.

We were pooped after 2 days of being in NYC so we had a family night at chez Berk Silvan. We ordered in some pizzas from Gigino which were excellent. Leo's tias Sarah, Kelli and Lisa all showed up for fun and games. Tio Sergio and Tia Sarah came in from Brooklyn.

We got back last night and we are all off our schedule. It was hotel reservation snafu and all a great trip.

Sombrero de Leo

2009-02-17T07:29:00.002-07:00

TENES HAMBRE

2009-02-14T15:02:00.003-07:00

I am starving! Its a feeling I have experienced for at least 18 months. I am also nursing and that could be part of the continual feeling of hunger. In October, I started doing a "mommy boot camp." Its rigourous exercise. The instructor, Joe is a navy veteran but not a rigid drill sergeant.

Joe created a "diet" (i hate the word, notice it says "die) for me. Its basically alot of protein, some carbs, and low in calories. I just ate lunch which was good. However, it was over an hour ago and I am starving. I want to eat a handful of nuts. I am going to take it one meal at a time. I have to run out to Whole Foods for flax oil.

P.S. Happy V-Day

LEO's NEW BFF

2009-02-08T21:49:00.001-07:00

Leo and I just returned from a week in Washington, DC. We went to see Aunt Unice
and Leo's big cousins David and Louis. We also had a drop in session at The Cheesecake Factory from Uncle Mike, Aunt Samantha and bigger cousins Grant and Brooke.

Maximo got to stay at home and go to work. He also did some make bonding with Abuelo Abe. Max as an Argentine is a huge fan of steak and chimichurri sauce. Foco do Chao, a Brazilian steakhouse opened up in Scottsdale. On Thursday night, Maximo, Abuelo Abe and Maximo's new bff, Muhammad Ali all had dinner together at said restaurant. Muhammad drew a picture for Leo and signed the back. (to be posted).

Leo and Muhammad are having a playdate soon, will keep you all posted.

LEO's OFFICE

2009-02-08T21:40:00.003-07:00

Leo in January

2009-01-23T15:19:00.002-07:00

January summary

2009-01-22T16:00:00.003-07:00

It has been along time since my last post. What have we been up to? We took Leo on his first flight. He did very well slept the whole way from Phoenix to Washington, DC. We went to my nephew David's pizza "dinner." David has a phobia about birthday parties. Its some kind of sensory-affective thing. I think he is growing out of it. As he told his father "he didnt want the party to end."

Maximo had a dental crisis. We luckily have friends who are also dentists. Max went to see our pal, Dr. Mark S. Davis. Max had all of his wisdom teeth pulled out. His face is not all puffed out like a chipmunk. He has been taking ibuprofen and prescribed pain killer so it explains why he sleeps through Leo's crying.

Leo is recovering from a cold. I never realized how much a child's illness can affect your own life. We had to miss the parenting class reunion, cancel a playdate and postpone another playgroup. He is using the vaporizer, and I am using the nasal aspirator which he hates.

We hired a new babysitter, Maximina. She is from Cuba and is married to an Argentine, a porteno! As a result, we found out there are actually other Argentines in Phoenix. There are a group of Argentines who work at ASU. Maximina also told us about an Argentine restaurant in Phoenix. Maximina speaks Spanish to Leo and feeds him, diapers him, etc. I am hoping to follow through my New Year's resolution to speak Spanish everyday. Practicar es necessito!

I am still struggling to lose the pregnancy weight gain. More then half came off from the birth and breastfeeding. The remainder is not budging. I am still wearing half maternity tops and pre-preggo jeans which are tight. Its very frustrating. I was told by other moms it takes a year for the weight to come off.

Lastly, Leo is eating food! I am making it at home. First, he had carrots, sweet potatoes, butternut squash, string beans, spinach and now chicken. He is lifitng his head up and rolling over from his back to his stomach. I know soon he will be walking.

Chrismakkah

2008-12-13T13:24:00.005-07:00

Its less then 2 weeks shopping time for Chrismakkah. Yesterday, Leo and I went to our playgroup where hostess Nicole made some delicious treats. It was amazing to see how much the babies have grown. We laid the babies on blankets and watched as the babies grabbed each others hands.

This year, my siblings and I have decided to forgo exchanging gifts to one another. We are giving gifts to the kids. Its been a different holiday experience in Arizona. Yes, there is all of the commercialism in stores and malls. I remembered last year in Buenos Aires how it seemed how Christmas was getting more commercialized. I guess with their economy on the upswing (last year) there was more money to spend.

This time of year has always been somewhat melancolic for me. My family does not celebrate Christmas and Chanukkah is not much of a spectacle. We lit our menorahs and exchanged a few gifts. I am really missing my siblings and nephews and niece as well as my friends scattered in the north and south hemispheres. I know Maximo misses his family too.

Dia de Gracias

2008-12-03T22:15:00.003-07:00

It has been quite awhile since my last blog entry. Thanksgiving brings alot of discussion about gratitude. I am grateful that Maximo and I spent our first Thanksgiving together with Leo as a family unit. That we are altogether with my family in the USA is a bonus. This year, my brother Usher and his wife Jenny and their boys, Pierce, Kelsey and Reese came to us in Phoenix.

On Thanksgiving morning, I made some of the side dishes. I took some time to enjoy a film classic the original "Willy Wonka and the Choclate Factory" with Maximo (who had never seen it growing up in Argentina) and Leo. My 8 year old nephew commented he liked the "Johnny Depp version" better.

Our turkey dinner together. We began the meal by each of us saying what we were grateful for. We cooked 2 turkeys however, it turns out the bottom oven does not work so one turkey was inedible. It was a glutonous meal with too much food. It was a leisurely meal and we all began the

The holiday season makes me reflective. I thought back on how last years Thanksgiving in Buenos Aires was remarkably different. We had over 20 friends, guests and visitors in our small apartment. We had a pot luck style dinner with my friend Katie's dad visiting from California doing a majority of cooking. It was a special dinner. I could not imagine the next year would be very different.

Its not only different because we are bank in the USA but having a child makes all of my thinking different. We are planning on seeing my friend Kelli in San Diego for the holidays in December. How I will fit a pack and play, bottles, clothing, diapers, stroller and breast pump into our car? How will we maintain Leo's bedtime routine? What happens if we run out of diapers? I have become of those "women with baby gear." I finally understand why when I was single and my friends who became moms were suddenly unavailable. I thought these moms had fallen off the face of the earth when they had a baby. I get it now! My life has changed so much for the better and I am grateful about it.

The Little Boy Who Would not Sleep

2008-11-21T14:44:00.004-07:00

Leo is 14 weeks. He is supposedly passed being "colichy." He is talking alot. Yesterday, I made a rolling "r" sound with my tongue touching the roof my mouth. Leo imitated the noise. It was the sweetest noise I ever heard. WHAT A GENUIS!

After his amazing sound imitation he fell asleep in the car ride to Tempe Town Lakes. We had a "playdate" with Jennifer and Stori. I met Jennifer through mutual friend in Buenos Aires, Argentina. It was a conicidence (or are there really coincidences?) that she was from Phoenix, AZ. She returned back to the states shortly after we arrived. I consider Stori a sort of "older" sister to Leo. She is 2 years older then him.

Leo slept through the entire playdate. I did not have to take him out of the car seat as he slept through everything. We met a friend for our lunch. At lunch, he woke up and fussed but went back to sleep. We got home and he woke up. Maximo arrived home and took him away so I could get out of the house alone. I realized that
a journey outside of the house alone is a gift.

I returned home only to have Leo asleep again. I knew he would be up in a few hours as he did not have any boob or formula. (I supplement as formula is fattier and tends to put Leo out quicker then breast milk) I know there are purists out there, the anti-formulistas but when you are sleep deprived you got to go with what works!
He woke up at 9:30 got fed,4:30 am stared at his dad and lay in the crib, 5:15 am up and fed. I knew something was wrong when he fussed with his food at 9:00 am. It took 45 minutes to get him to sleep in the bouncer. However, when he was up he was up!

Leo has been awake since 10:15 am. I did everything that I know to get to him sleep again. I even "let him cry" but it did not work. As I started writing this post and nursed him (I have to multi task) he got quiet and eventually started to fall asleep. I suppose just giving him a boob and white noise (typing on key pad) was the trick.

Wait, wait dont tell me

2008-11-15T21:12:00.002-07:00

Every week, Maximo downloads the new pictures of Leo from the SIM card onto the computer. After he downloads them, he emails the photos off to his father in Argentina. Maximo's dad, Leo's abuelo Andres has not yet met his first grandchild. When will he meet Leo? I have no idea.

According to Abuelo Andres, things in Argentina are "muy mal." The Argentine government has "borrowed" people's pensions. Crime is on the rise. There is actually less violent crime in Argentina then the U.S. Its alarmed Abuelo Andres enough that he fears traveling. We hope he comes here before too long.

Tonight, Leo's grandma watched him so we could go out together sans. We went to a sushi restaurant in old town Scottsdale. The city of Scottsdale is all lit up with Christmas lights. It makes the town look pretty. Its also a reminder of the poor state of the U.S. economy.

At dinner, we reflected on this being our first Thanksgiving together in the U.S. since 2005. The last 2 years in Argentina, our expat friends and I would get together and have Thanksgiving dinner (see Nov. 2007 post). I am happy to be able to spend Thanksgiving together with Maximo and Leo and my immediate family.

OBAMA MAMA

2008-11-05T08:09:00.002-07:00

FELICIDADES EEUU! Its unbelievable after 8 long years of "W" nonsense finally a president that appears to have the interests of the American people and not his own pockets/coffers. Leo and I watched as the votes came in. It was not only a win but a landslide. It was the biggest voter turnout since women got the right to vote!

I pray that once in office obama will make good on election promises, those he campaigned on. He has a tall order to fill. I dont think I need to reiterate all the challrnges facing him and the new congress. For the moment, I can just be happy and hopeful that things are going to turn around.

Halloween

2008-11-03T08:50:00.003-07:00

Leo had his first halloween. He started the day off by carving the pumpkin he picked out from the pumpkin patch. In the earlier part of the day he wore his skeleton costume and lunched with his girlfriend, Amelia. That nigh he attended a Halloween party. The party was outside and we were able to people watch. One of the scariest costumes was the grim reaper. There were the usual witches, cowboys and one of his friends was Curious George. He was pretty exhausted and we went home early. We watched the Jack-o-lantern light up the backyard. (see photo) The following day we took the pumpkin seeds and roasted them. A special shout out and thank you to Kelli for the recipe.

Now, we can go on to concentrate on the election. Arizona had early voting and mail in ballots. Unfortunately, I did not find out the information until it was too late. I will go around 5:30 am on Tuesday to vote. The polls open up at 6:00 am but I dont want to risk waiting in line all day. According to friends, the wait for early voting was over 5 hours!! I am glad people are getting out to vote. It will be interesting to see what unfolds. At this time next week we will have a new president!

the cousins are here!

2008-10-28T08:48:00.005-07:00

On thursday night, my sister, Unice, husband Stephen and their boys David and
Louis arrived in
Phoenix from D.C. They were followed by the arrival of brother, Mike and his wife Samantha and children, Grant and Brooke. The house was full of voices and toys. Leo was very excited to meet more of his family.

On Saturday night we had a belated 70th birthday dinner for my dad (aka Grandpa Abe) He was delighted to have 5 of his 8 grandchildren surrounding him. Its been a happy and exciting visit as I truly experience what it is to be a mother and a sister, daughter, aunt and wife. For the party, Maximo grilled steak and salmon ala parilla style. We got these fabulous cupcakes from Sweet Thang bakery. (see photo above) We were all over tired especially the "D.C. cousins" who were jet lagged and without a much needed nap.

We reconvened the next morning for a fabulous brunch at "Sanctuary Hotel." This is a breathtaking setting surrounded by mountain views and lush green landscape. An interesting note, Sanctuary Hotel was built in the 1920's as a sort of athletic club for Hollywood stars coming out to Phoenix for a bit of "r and r." We then paid a visit to the Scottsdale train park. A park complete with a train all can ride around the park.
At the end of the day, everyone started to drift off, exhausted from all the activity.

On Monday, we drove up to Sedona. We took a tour of the Sedona scenery while riding in the "pink jeep" tours. My niece Brooke and nephew Grant were looking like Joe Cool with their shades on. We ate lunch at L'Auberge de Sedona which is in Oak Creek Canyon.

The Great Pumpkin

2008-10-20T16:21:00.002-07:00

Halloween is almost here! I feel as excited about it for Leo as I did as a child. I remember my mom always having me wear a down coat over my totally cool costume which runied the look. The loads of candy obtained and sorting it out when we got home. Of course, the loose candy corns and raisins or apples had to be disposed of as "you dont know what could have been in them." After being in Argentina for 2 years (with minimal acknowlegement of the holiday) its good to partake.

Yesterday, we took Leo to a pumpkin patch in Scottsdale. They had some huge pumpkins and gourds. (It was Maximo's first time in a pumpkin patch too.) The First Christian Church organized it and gave the money earned from it to sponsor families from overseas to the U.S. There was a family from Burma wandering around the pumpkin patch who had just came to the U.S. afterd living for 10 years in a refugee camp in Thailand.

On a lighter note, Leo picked out a huge pumpkin. We will be carving it into a Jack o'lantern.

Leo goes to the Botanical Garden

2008-10-08T07:18:00.006-07:00

Leo and his friend Noelle

Papi and Leo

A cactus from Argentina

flowering cactus

Maximo, Stori, Jenn and Leo in carriage

The Great Schlep

2008-09-26T08:53:00.002-07:00

I discovered this website www.thegreatschlep.com
Please check it out and share with your family and friends especially those "on the fence" or those who have gone over to the dark side (McCain-Palin supporters)

L'Shana Tova or Happy New Year. Mondayt night is the start of the Jewish New Year also known as the Jewish holiday, Rosh Hashannah. Eat some apples with honey so you will have a sweet year.

To Sleep or not to Sleep

2008-09-22T13:06:00.002-07:00

Its been awhile since posting anything on el blog. Mainly, I have been looking after (as in feeding, changing diapers, rocking to sleep) el bebe, Sr. Leo. Sr. Leo is now almost 6 weeks old and weighs 10 pounds. I am amazed each day to see him growing and changing. I figure this is not news to any parent but as a first time mom its thrilling.

We have not gotten much sleep. Its true parents don't sleep much with a newborn. As it darkens outside, the bewitching hours enter. Leo falls asleep around 6pm (that kid can sleep during the day!) only to awaken around 9 or 10pm and be inconsolably crying. His cries really pull at my heart. I change the diaper and feed him hoping he will just fall asleep. NO! He starts stirring with a soft cry that grows into a very loud scream complete with tears and a reddened face.

I took him to the pediatrician, Dr. Singer (aka the "moyel"). He diagnosed Leo with acid reflux which is synonymous with colic. I had heard stories about colic and was hoping my son would bypass it. There is essentially no cure for colic except to wait it out. Dr. Singer gave him a prescription for something that would make him more comfortable. I am also giving Leo gripe water (homeopathic stuff).

Some of the moms from our playgroup have spoken with night nannies and "sleep consultants." The sleep consultants philosophy is about getting the baby on a schedule and letting them "cry it out." where they are awake during the day and sleep through the night. In their treatments, the night feeding is eliminated and the child learns to distinguish from day and night. Essentially, day is for being awake and night is for sleeping.

The sleep consultants' philosophy is in stark contrast to the popular ideology of the 1970's/1960's "feeding on demand."This belief is what my mom calls a "throwback" to the 1950's when it was all about getting the child on a schedule. At this time, Maximo and I are happy to stand on our heads if it means Leo's wailing will lessen and we can all get a bit of shut eye. I think we will wait until the colic passes to begin a schedule.

LIFE WITH LEO

2008-08-29T17:43:00.004-07:00

Its been over 2 weeks since Leo entered the world. In those 2 weeks he has done the following:
1. Brit milah ( We took no photos at this ceremony)
2. Sponge bath (until the umbilical cord falls out)
3. Pediatrician visit (Leo received HIGH MARKS!!!)
4. Had photos taken at the American institution "Babies R Us" (Leo slept through his first professional photo shoot but clearly does not buy into the American consumerism as he was very upset when he woke up and realized where he was)
5. Taken longs walks in his stroller (before the temperature reaches 100 F and higher)

We hired post partum doulas Jeanette who comes 3 time a week and Katie comes the other two days. The word "doula" is derived from Greek and literally means "woman servant." A post partum doula mothers the mother. I have found I needed this support especially after a C-section. I have slowed down considerably, no more doing 2 or more activities at once. Jeanette has been advising me on breastfeeding and lactation.

Maximo has returned to the "real world" aka his job. He has been communicating with his father in Argentina via a Nextel radio phone. Abuelo Andres is very proud and we hope to go down to Argentina before Leo's first birthday.

FOTOS DE LEO

2008-08-29T17:21:00.002-07:00

Son of Illegal Immigrants wins Olympic Medal

2008-08-20T11:07:00.002-07:00

In between Leo's feedings and changings and an attempt to sleep, I am catching up on the news. I came across a post on my favorite blog from LA Times writer, Deborah Bonello. Her blog is "La Plaza." Attached is the link to the article about an American athlete (wrestler), son of illegal immigrants who won an Olympic medal for Team USA. I found the story very inspiring.
Here is the link: www.latimes.com/sports/la-sp-olyplaschke20-2008aug20,0,3864343.column

Bienviendos Leo Augustine!

2008-08-18T10:53:00.005-07:00

Welcome Leo Augustine!
On Wed, I went to the OB/GYN and found out I had high blood pressure (pre-eclampsia) which was shocking. Dr. Medchill (my OB) told me to go right to OB/GYN triage. I did not think I would be going into labor a week early. They tried inducing me for over 24 hours but Leo did not want to budge. I had to have a C-section and Maximo was right by my side holding my hand. (see photo above with Max in scrubs)

On Thursday, Aug. 14 th at 8:00 pm, we welcomed Leo Augustine Piccione into the world. He weighed 6lbs and 8 ozs. A little bit about his name, Leo is after my late grandfather, Louis and Augustine is for Maximo's late mother, Ana Lidia. Leo is a joy, its been quite a ride to get here and I am amazed, happy, tired and a mom!

Facebook Anonymous

2008-08-04T11:13:00.004-07:00

Is Facebook a "social network" the olive branch between old and distant friends, acquaintances and or a pure addiction? I realize as I have been on partial "bed rest" my growing addiction to facebook. Its a huge distraction. Many of the people I have been reunited with are doing fascinating things. I have old college friends directing videos, serving as literary agencts, more bloggers, doctors, etc.

As the baby time approaches, I wonder where has all of this time gone? High school, college, the single years, life in Argentina? All sucked into a giant blackhole called time? I have to figure out what in the world I am going to do to support my family. I have had many careers and now as I approach motherhood, I realize this is the biggest job I ever applied for.

I came across an old acquaintance's blog which deals with the transition of being in singlehood to the transformation of motherhood/married life. Yes, alot has changed such as my body! I have gone from a flatter stomach to a much larger one. Yes, ladies your body morphs when you are pregnant regardless of how much you think you will exercise. My "coolito" or butt has also expanded, we are not talking Kim Kardashian booty but its grown. I will definately have more to wirte in the upcoming weeks, stay tuned.

Simulated Border Crossing ?

2008-08-01T21:42:00.005-07:00

Now, that I am "in waiting" and meant to be off my feet I have been spending too much time on facebook, its highly addictive. I came across a blog on my friend Mulu's profile called "La Plaza." Its a blog by a LA Times reporter on Latin American issues, mostly immigration. I came upon one article which was intriguing. Its about a simulated border crossing to give others the experience of what it is like for Mexicans and Central Americans to cross the border into the U.S. The article is titles "Illegal Border Crossing for Tourists" and at the bottom of the page there is a link to its facebook page. The link back to the LA Times page was no longer available.

Illegal border Crossing for Tourists
Gunshots ring out and sirens shriek, mixing with the ragged breath of muddy, panting humans. Suddenly, the full moon sweeping the ground like a searchlight reveals a disturbing scene: a group of illegal immigrants being handcuffed and led away by U.S. Border Patrol agents.

But the U.S. border is about 400 miles from this rugged municipal park in Hidalgo state, a three-hour drive north of Mexico City. The spectacle unfolding here isn't an actual border crossing attempt but a live simulation-adventure that attempts to give participants a taste of what it's like for the thousands of Mexican and other Latin American undocumented migrants trying to enter the promised land of el norte.

For more information about this article and a video accompanying it follow the link to:
wwww.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=42977000614&oid=17341759630

The Waiting is the Hardest Part

2008-07-19T13:14:00.002-07:00

I realize I have not been a good "blogger" lately. I dont know what is. Perhaps, its thinking I have nothing new to write about. As my Junior High School hero Tom Petty said "the waiting is the hardest part." Today, I am 36 weeks ! Unreal.

I am literally just waiting with a growing being kicking me in the ribs on a daily basis. This is one tough kid. My friends before me tell me the last part is "uncomfortable" but to hang in there. I dont know what else I can do. I advised my friend Jennifer it could happen any day to which she said "not before the baby shower."

I know an explanation is in order. Baby showers are not a Jewish tradition. Yes, there are many superstitous beliefs about pregnancy in Judaism. However, to just these are "irritational" thoughts with no basis for the 21st century would be unfair. Most of these superstions come from reality of how uncertain childbirth and labor were for Jewish women back in the shetl and as immigrants from Europe. My grandmother, Bubbe Esther gave birth four times in 12 years and only had two successful delieveries. I can understand the fear some relatives have considering such a history of high infant mortality. At any rate, modern times have reduced infant mortality in this country. I am going back to waiting but not to worry I will advise when el bebe arrives.

EVERY BREATH YOU TAKE

2008-07-08T10:53:00.003-07:00

Yesterday, I went to the MD and I rec'd doppler flow to see how the blood was flowing between el bebe and myself. The Utrasound tech told me the baby was "practicing" breathing on his/her own. That was totally cool! The tech said nobody knows how the baby figures this out its just a "miracle." We have come so far to welcome "el bebe."

In my wildest dreams, I could not imagine that we would be expecting a child. At this time last year, I envisioned spending the rest of my life in South America. The Vice-Consul for the US Embassy advised us there was a great chance that Maximo would not get a green card. In fact, the US Embassy in Lima, Peru told us they could not find our paperwork. It was not looking good. The point is that I am grateful to have come out of that "unknown."

Day Laborer's in Phoenix

2008-06-25T14:38:00.004-07:00

Daniel Gonzalez of the Arizona Republic wrote this article about day laborers in Phoenix. This article discusses day laborers (generally 'illegal immigrants' from Mexico) who are not getting paid by their employers or patrons. These unethical patrons hire a laborer for a day or so and at the end of it claim they have no money. Most laborers do not follow up with any authorities to claim their wages. However, regardless of immigration status they can make a claim with the Arizona Department of Labor or even make a police report. Wage theft is considered a crime in Arizona as well as in Kansas City, MO and Denver, CO.
I hope this article is helpful and raises awareness. Here is the link to it: www.azcentral.com/arizonarepublic/news/articles/0211wagetheft0211.html

Count Down...

2008-06-23T22:34:00.002-07:00

The clock is ticking, the weeks are flying by quicly. I have about 8 weeks left. At this time, el bebe is 4 and half pounds. Its truly amazing that something is inside me, kicking, moving, and eating! I still look small but trust me I am growing and expanding.

In news from our friends and family in Argentina, there is alot of chaos with the farmers in a 3 month strike. From what I understand, Prime Minister Christina Kirchner wants to impose a huge import tax on the farmers. People are literally throwing out the milk in grocery stores in protest. The cost of food (meat, an important staple, an Argentine necessity) is rising dramatically. People take to the streets in protest by banging on pots and pans. There is a specific name for it which i will have to fill in later. People fear that Argentina is on the brink of a financial crisis seen back in 2o01.

I am definately thinking about everyone in Argentina and hoping that things turnaround.

REUNION DE LOS ARGENTINOS EN SAN DIEGO

2008-05-20T10:30:00.001-07:00

This past weekend we went to San Diego. We got to see our friend, Katie who was back visting from Argentina. It was great to see her. She brought us a gift of mate, gourd and a bombilla. If you are a mate virgin, here is a brief description of the mate paraphenilia. Mate is made from "yerba mate" a kind of tea one drinks in Argentina, Uruguay and some other South American countries. The yerba is put in a gourd (a hollowed out kind of cup) and then sipped with a long spoon or bombilla. In general, people drink mate in a social circle but some like to drink it solo.

We enjoyed our mate on the beach. Que es vida! To drink mate by the Pacific Ocean. Katie took us for some of the best hamburgers in San Diego, an Ocean Beach tradition, at Hodad's. We each shared a burger with frings (french fries and onion rings). The restaurant is full of license plates with beach phrases like "surfin". There was a photo of Che on the wall, which means we are only just Six Degrees of Separation from Che.

AT THE BORDER

2008-05-20T10:24:00.003-07:00

The drive from Phoenix to San Diego was uneventful except for 2 U.S. Border Patrol stops going each way. (As a few highway exits in California lead to roads in Mexico). On I-8 West (where we drove) the road is cordoned off by barbed wire and there are cameras all over. Now that Maximo is legal is not an issue but I still get a reaction when I see "U.S. Border Patrol" signs. The Border guards waved us through going to San Diego. On the drive back, we had to roll down the window and answer whether or not we were U.S. citizens. Maximo answered "resident" and showed the guard his green card.

Back to School

2008-05-14T16:06:00.003-07:00

Last week we started parenting classes through the Scottsdale Jewish Community Center. There are about 8 or 9 other couples, half of the class is composed of inter-faith marriages. Our first assignment was to describe our first "Jewish" memory. I recalled my brothers' bris (or circumscion) and how as a child we were not allowed in the same room. I also remembered my dislike of Hebrew school. I was joined by many others in the class who also disliked it. Our leader assured us that Hebrew school has improved greatly since we were "young."

This week, a moyel or the person who performs the circumscion came to our class. The moyel, Dr. Alan Singer is a pediatrician here in Phoenix. He performs about 300 cirmscions a year. There are very few moyels in Arizona. In addition, Dr. Singer does not charge for his services but asks that a donation be made to a Jewish charity. Maximo thinks Dr. Singer is so busy because "he is free." Dr. Singer had "buena onda" (good vibes in Spanish).

Dr. Singer also advised the class if you dont have health insurance it will cost about $2000 (US) to take care of your child. This is an unsettling fact after coming from Argentina where even without health insurance you will still be seen by a doctor. One can also pay for private health care, one of the premier plans is about $200 (US).

As we know in the US, its not so easy to obtain health insurance here. I am looking for health insurance policy for Maximo and its proving difficult. I am so frustrated by this process and I cannot even explain why an insurance company does not want to give somebody insurance. I reminded him that he did see the Michael Moore film Sicko. Yes, the insurance company wants to earn revenue but it still baffles me. I am trying to practice faith and patience in getting the "golden ticket" insurance.

Alive and Kicking

2008-05-07T16:50:00.004-07:00

"The baby's kick feels like a fish swimming" said the woman in my prenatal yoga class. Alas, at 23 weeks I did not think I had yet felt the baby. It turns out I was confusing digestion (literally a "fluttering" feeling in my stomach) with the baby's kicks. I am happy to report I am feeling the baby moving around on a daily basis. A new development is heartburn. I was warned about it but thought I would be free of it. NO. This is a very uncomfortable experience, thank god for TUMS.

Viaje a Nueva York

2008-04-29T09:39:00.002-07:00

Maximo and I took probably one of our last trips (sans el bebe) to New York. It was very exciting as Maximo had never been to my hometown, the Big Apple. I admit I am prejuidiced and believe it is probably the greatest city in the world. Maximo was a high achieveing tourist, seeing in one day the 9/11 site, walking across the Brooklyn Bridge and then up to the Empire State Building. At the Empire State Building, he had a "New York" moment and spotted Miss Mariah Carey.

His next day, my friend Dana graciously showed Maximo Central Park. He went on to the top of Rockefeller Center. Where was the I? I stayed behind with "mi pancita creciendo." As the pregnancy continues, I am more tired and less inclined to run all over the city. It was great seeing all of our friends. I am homesick already for New York. Who knows? Perhaps, we will return to NYC for good one day.

Married and Deported with child

2008-04-22T17:42:00.002-07:00

Yes, I or we are with "child" or "el bebe" as they say in Argentina. We expect welcoming our newest addition in August. There is a universal comment about having a baby in Arizona in August "it will be very hot!" I have not shared this news on my blog mostly because I did not think it had any relevance to Maximo's deportation and subsequent return to the USA. However, I realized after some thought that its important to share good news as well as the bad.

I spent my first tri-mester in Argentina. That was a trip! First, I suffered from the infamous morning sickness or more accurately "all day sickness." It was summer and it was unusually hot and humid in Buenos Aires. I went from a sort of cool temperature in the apartment to blinding heat in the street. The food that comforted me was challah bread (a childhood fave) that I got from various kosher bakeries. Second, as any pregnant woman will tell you my sense of smell was heightened. I got to endure the smell of parilla (Argentina barbecue). It was really not an enjoyable smell in my state. Third, its close to impossible to keep anything under wraps in a small ex-pat community, hence word was on the street in spite of any efforts to keep the news hidden.

Now, I am in my second tri-mester, exactly 23 weeks along and I feel significantly better. I enjoy eating again! I am definately not a pregnant vegetarian, that went out the window when I craved meat and Maximo happily obliged in cooking me steak! I crave deli sandwiches of turkey and coleslaw, sour pickles, babka and other childhood delicacies. I have a steady feast of bagels which I must have in the morning. I hear the ability to eat dies down in the next trimester as my ever growing child and stomach stretch and there is little room for food. My stomach or "pacita" is growing which looks close to a basketball shape.

Sheriff Joe's rodeo

2008-04-08T12:09:00.003-07:00

Two American women contacted me after reading this blog. One woman was from Ohio and her fiancee was arrested in an INS raid and deported back to Peru. To read about this story see http://www.journal-news.com/hp/content/oh/story/news/local/2007/09/06/hjn090607immigrantA1.html She and her husband are now living in Lima, Peru until he can return to the USA. The other woman from South Carolina was just married in March. She and her new husband went to St. Thomas, VI for their honeymooon. When they were leaving St. Thomas, her husband, a Brazilian national was not allowed to re-enter the US. At present, he is being detained in St. Thomas while she awaits on whether or not he will be deported. I know there are many who will disagree with me. However, I dont see how by deporting these individuals (including my husband) the US is keeping itself safer. There are exceptions in every situation, one rule does not apply to all.

Here in Arizona, where we are living, the infamous Sheriff Joe Arapio has weekly "satuartion patrols." In these patrols, Sheriff Joe and his deputies (often without the permission of the township and under the guise that they can police wherever they choose) are arresting people they suspect of being illegal immigrants. Under the pretense they suspect a law infraction (oh broken tailight) they are then arresting people who do not produce legal documents. Sheriff Joe's actions are legal and they are supported by 55% of the population (according to a Arizona Republic column).

Arapio's critics allege he is engaged in racial profiling while he denies it. He is going into predomiantly Latino communities and essentially seeking out people he suspects of being in the USA illegally. Arapio's "rodeo" reminds me of the everchanging immigrant scapegoat in this country. For example, in the 19th century it was the Germans, Irish and later on the Jewish and Italian immigrants who were told to "go home." I cannot imagine somebody like Sheriff Joe trying to tell a descentdant of these immigrants to "go back home." Its much easier for him to arrest people trying to improve their lives and whose only crime is being here illegally. I wonder how well this economy function without the constant flow of immigrants.

Back on the chain gang

2008-03-14T16:55:00.002-07:00

I have not posted in awhile. It has been over a month since getting off the plane in the "Valley of the Sun."Alot has been going on and yet all is the same. We are living in suburban Phoenix. It reminds me of times of the Coen brothers film "Raising Arizona." All the wildness, trucks, desert, and characters of people.

I am trying to transition back into American life. I find this action quite daunting. We went to the doctor who greeted us with a handshake. In Argentina, we were always met with a kiss on the cheek. Phoenix is spread out whereas Buenos Aires is densely populated. There are so many differences.

In the USA, people are so busy especially with their careers. I often hear people are just too busy to schedule a coffee until the weekend! I cannot imagine this happening in Argentina. La Dulce Vida! In Argentina, Merienda or tea time is a set aside time during the day. I digress. I am onto the brain twisting job of putting a CV or resume together. I have not begun to tackle my jobs in Buenos Aires, which were running my own businesses. I find putting together a resume, contacting references and figuring out what to do for dinero is really a job. Its definately not as glamorous as sitting in San Telmo eating medialunas (Argentine croissant) and drinking cafe con leche.
Chau until next time.

Welcome back to the USA

2008-02-18T11:15:00.003-07:00

Welcome back to the USA! It was quite an adventure living in Buenos Aires and then getting word my husband could return to the USA. We flew out of Ezeiza airport with little drama into Miami International Airport. We were both so nervous on the flight we could not sleep.

We got into MIA (nice acronym) at 6:30 am and went to immigration. I was excited and nervous. We went right through to a room where a Customs, Border Protection agent went over my husband's documents. She was surpised at the amount of paperwork and commented that she though she was processing 3 family members. The whole process took about half-hour. We were advised his green card would be mailed in 1-8 months. He would need to get a social security card, etc.

We left immigration and then with little fanfare got our luggage, left the airport and were on to our next adventure, living in the USA.

Chau Argentina

2008-01-29T07:57:00.000-07:00

We are winding down our time in Argentina. We have airline tickets and are packing up our gear. However, it does not feel real yet. When will it feel real? I suppose it feels surreal as I am not sure what to expect. I am happy my husband and I can live together in the USA as we always planned. I am sad about saying goodbye to the friends I have made here.

I have become accustomed to being an "expat" neither a resident of either country I am inhabiting. Its not that I like living in limbo because I now crave some routine and knowing that I am no longer in a temporary living situation. Many people tell me its exciting to live in Argentina and why bother returning? I actually enjoy living in the USA with all its contradictions. On the other hand, Argentina is also a place of contradiction but I am still an outsider.

New Year's Eve Blackout

2008-01-04T05:26:00.001-07:00

The year ended with a blackout. It was a hot and soupy night with air conditioner blasting, cooling off our dog guest Nico. When, bam, the elcetricity went out. Its not an unusal thing here, the power goes out from time to time. It was 10:00 pm and it was time to get out of the house. The traffic lights were out, as were other buildings.

We hailed a cab and zipped over to Recoleta to a friend's house. For midnight, we were on the roof of my friends building with a spectacular panormaic view of the city. Fireworks were going off from all parts of the city, in Puerto Madero, centro, and Palermo. As everything is in Buenos Aires, midnight was still early and people were just starting out.

We arrived into 2008 with light in our apartment, the cold air whipping out of the air-con.

Thanksgiving Argentine style

2007-11-24T13:12:00.000-07:00

Thanksgiving in Buenos Aires, whats an expat supposed to do? Host the meal at my home in Las Canitas. My friend, Katie called in for reinforcements, her dad, Wayne came in from San Diego to prepare the turkey. My friend Terry ordered one from his restaurant (www.club647.com ).
Its not so easy to find the staples in Buenos Aires needed to prepare such a feast. However, we made do and it was probably one of the best Thanksgiving dinners I have ever been to.

My friends all brought a dish, candied yams, mashed potatoes, salad, a green veggie, apple pies and ice cream. My friend Chris (americanlifeba.blogspot.com) made an amazing fruit salad from our local produce. We started the event off with empanadas and picada plates, we are in Argentina after all! I made cupcakes in horor of Katie and her dad's respective birthdays this week. We all sang Happy Birthday and Feliz Cumpleanos respectively.

It was not an exclusively American affair either. There were the spouses and partners of friends who are all Argentine. There were guests from New York and San Diego. The sun was bright for that day and the party lasted well into the evening and there were even some leftovers. We did not have the requisite football games to watch but no matter, it was a festive event. I will certainly miss my friends here in Buenos Aires when I return to the USA .

Tracking down a Turkey

2007-11-13T12:56:00.000-07:00

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday. Buenos Aires has loads of Americans here who also want to celebrate it. This year, I took the leap and decided to host Thanksgiving at my home. This is no small task, you do as Hilary Clinton said "need a village." First, I am vegetarian so I had to put the meat issue aside. Second, I live in Argentina where cow rules and alas turkeys are uncommon. Yes, you can get turkey (pavo) at Jumbo supermercado but its difficult to find a bird for 15 people.

Unlike my hometown of New York City, there are no indications whatsoever this fabulous holiday is approaching. Alas, why would there be? There were no Pilgrims landing in Puerto Madero. I put ou the word about "project turkey" to mis amigos and was amazed at the response. One friend had definatley spotted and eaten pavo at a Tenedor Libre in Almagro. Another friend, he owns a restaurant here, Club 647 offered to track down a bird. In theory, he has the best connections to getting one. It looks like he was able to procure it but confirmation will be needed.
In the meantime, I have seen no turkeys in Disco supermarket, or other food shops.
TO BE CONTINUED.

CHE in Cordoba

2007-11-06T07:29:00.001-07:00

ट्रिप तो Cordoba

2007-11-06T06:49:00.000-07:00

On election weekend, we went to Cordoba, the second largest city in Argentina and a lovely 9 hour bus ride. We went "cama coche" or basically a seat that folds out and you can sleep on it. It was a long ass ride.
Cordoba is much smaller then Buenos Aires in many ways, it does have more colonial buildings (see pretty pictures) and loads of students, so loads of the amazing stencils I see in BA (see pix again). There are also loads of artesans sellings crafts too.
Probably the best part of Cordoba are the beautiful Sierra de las Cordobas located about 20 km from the city. We went to General Paz, a huge Argentine tourist trap where my neighbor, Florencia de la V (see "Argentines most famous transgender" post) performs in theater in the summer.

EVITA and the election

2007-10-26T14:56:00.000-07:00

I thought I would add a picture of Buenos Aires' most famous cyrpt, Evita Peron.
Its to remind everyone to get out and vote on Sunday! I am being ironic, as voting is obligatory here unlike my birth country, where less then 45% of the population votes. Ok, this is not meant to be political but alas my commentary appears to be so.
Feliz fin de semana.

HOMELAND SECURITY SAID OK

2007-10-26T14:33:00.000-07:00

Ok, so that was our engagement photo taken in November, 2005. Now, almost 2 years later, U.S. Homeland Security approved my husband's visa waivers and he is allowed back into the United States. I am walking on air, I never really though it would happen and still we are not yet there. We have to wait for our 2nd wedding anniversary before his Visa is placed in his passport so that his green card will be unconditional.
Thats all the technical stuff. The good stuff is how shocked and happy we are but also its bittersweet as we have made some good friends in Buenos Aires.
Our life is very different here then in the USA. I meet more and more Americans immigrating to Argentina, fed up with the quality of life there and the possibility of a better one here.
I believe everything in life happens for a reason, we are not on to the next chapter just yet, as we are still in Buenos Aires. We dont know when we leave as we have to wait until December 25.

The Whole Story

2007-09-19T10:02:00.002-07:00

I am admittedly a "nice Jewish girl" from New York who was never lucky in love and finally met "my match." A nice guy from Argentina who happened to be an illegal alien. We moved in together, got engaged, the works, planned the wedding, a nice affair for the Spring 2006 in Miami Beach, FL.

However, on December 9, 2005 my then fiance was picked up by the US Coast Guard and sent to the Broward Transitional Center (a detention center). We hired a reputable lawyer but alas, because he came in on a Visa Waiver from Argentina (90 day visa no longer granted to Argentines) he had no legal rights. We wrote letters, called Senators, friends, everyone to plead with Homeland Security to make an exception. No dice. We petitioned Homeland Security for permission to marry to hopefully buy some time and make it legal in spite of the later planned wedding. Homeland Security approves the wedding. We married at the detention center. Later that day he was deported back to Argentina. This is where the story begins.

In January 2006, I rented out my apartment, quit my job and moved to Buenos Aires, Argentina to live with my new husband. We hoped for the best but did not expect it. The lawyer advised us it would be at least 1-3 years. We started the Visa process but it will not be an easy task. I speak no Spanish so I enrolled in a class and walked the streets in a daze. I expected it wont take long, its an intensive class but its not that simple. (that was unrealistic!)

I rely on my husband as a translator and guide in addition to being my husband. Finding an apartment is another hurdle. In Buenos Aires, you need a "guarantia", somebody who owns property in Buenos Aires to "vouch" for you. Alas, no garantia for us and we went through a tourist rental agency. We rented a modest apartment. Buenos Aires is still relatively "cheap" as we have a few US dollars.

In the meantime, between not speaking any Spanish and my husband unable to find work, we bicker and pray this whole experience will end soon. Buenos Aires has the highest per capita of psychologists in the world (1:30) and yet few who speak English. I am going crazy and consider returning to the United States until something changes. I do not wind up leaving but ultimately find some work. This takes some of the pressure and isolation off.

However, the battle for my husband to return to the USA keeps going in circles. He is approved (several months later) for a temporary visa. The lawyer reminds us its no guarantee and they are not out of the woods. Work keeps me distracted but still frustrated by the language barrier. In January 2006, we get an interview at the US Embassy (on Ave Colombia) only to be told our interviewer is on vacation and return. We call but get nowhere and go to the US Embassy and request to see someone bringing a heap of paperwork, photographs and other documents requested (tax forms, etc.)

The US Embassy worker takes the documents, photographs and such and advises us our paperwork will be sent to Lima, Peru. The US Embassy there handles requests for Visa Waivers which my husband needs in order to return to the USA. One waiver is for "unlawful overstay" and the other waiver is for "deportation." We paid $610 USD for these waivers. This is just another expense in the ever growing mound of legal bills. An approval (or denial) from Peru could take another 6 months to 1 year.

At this time, it has been 19 months since my husband was deported and we have been living in Argentina. There is no guarantee that he will even be allowed back into the country. I can come and go as I please but is tired of waiting. Its become routine, accepted that we are in Argentina for the unforseeable future. Perhaps, what can be learned from this story is that in spite of the odds we are staying together, its for good and for bad, in sickness and in health.

VACAS O VERDURAS

2007-09-05T14:01:00.000-07:00

Argentina: meat central, yes? This is not necessarily so anymore. As a committed vegetarian (that means I do eat dairy products) unlike vegans (no dairy or eggs) I feared moving to Argentina and being deprived of vegetarian options. I would be in carnivore heaven and starve, well maybe not. What could I eat except for deep fried cheese, pizza and be completely deprived of nutrients. (and about 25 pounds heavier)

I was surprised! There are many vegetarians in Buenos Aires (compared to the USA its not that high) and numerous vegetarian dining and cooking options.

My top restaurants for a guaranteed healthy and tasty meal include:

Pura Vida Restaurant on Uriburu 1489 and Pena (look for the bright orange awning). This is a juice bar that also serves soup, sandwiches and salads. It has been open less then a year ago by two expats from the United States. One owner is a strict "raw foodist" (nothing baked) and the other is a vegan. At Pura Vida you will have delicious liquados (smoothies) or jugos (juices). My favorite smoothie is the "Strawberry Fields Forever" which has banana, blueberry, raspberry, apple juice and I request spirulina to be added.

The other option although not solely vegetarian but carnivore friendly is California Burrito Company in Microcentro on Lavalle 441 and San Martin (4328-3056). This restaurant was also opened by three expats from the United States. This restaurant has an assembly line system to ordering your meal. They claim 15,000 variations can be created for a fajita, burritio or taco. As a vegetarian, you choose from either pinto or black beans, various salsas, spicy mole, guacamole, sour cream (non-vegan), and vegetables. The burrito also includes a beverage of your choice all for under the price of $20 AR.

In the Collegiales neighborhood, you will find Verde Llama on Jorge Newbery 3623 (4554-7467). This is a raw foods restaurant run by Diego, an Argentine and staunch believer of the "life foods philosophy." If vegetarianism is radical in Argentina then raw foodism is sacrelegous. At Verde Llama nothing is cooked. The base of the foods is made from cracker like food made from sprouts processed in a "dehydrator."

The menu includes salads, lasagna, coconut curry, and an extensive juice and wine list. They also have a mate mousse for dessert. Diego is very passionate about "life foods" and gives classes at the restaurants on preparing raw food dishes at home. One of the chefs at Verde Llama is also a baker and sells his wares for $10 AR at the restaurant along with some other ready made products.

As a vegetarian, its easier to prepare meals from home then scout out what I can and cannot eat from a menu. (Its also more cost effective to eat in!) The supermarket chain, Jumbo in Palermo (near the mosque) is a good resource for buying vegetables, soy sauce and some other staples. For more extensive shopping its worth a trip to Barrio Chino in Belgrano.

Barrio Chino is made up of about 2 or 3 blocks and there are many restaurants (some vegetarian) and shops crammed into this little area. You can always find soy milk in Barrio Chino. At Asia Oriental Market on Arribenos you will find an extensive supply of baked tofu, silken tofu,prepared foods such as vegetarian sushi, vegetables and fruits.

I have seen on expatriate websites in Buenos Aires people searchin for coconut oil, sesame milk and other items easily found at The Whole Foods market chain in the USA. However, these products are not easy to find here. The solution? People are learning to make their own almond, and sesame milk. There is clearly a market for a Whole Foods market here in Buenos Aires. There is a growing market to accomodate vegetarians and with all of these people opening up restaurants and markets the demand will increase. Perhaps, Argentina land of carnivores will become famous for vegetarian living too!

Argentina's Most Famous Transgender

2007-09-04T15:13:00.000-07:00

Argentina's most famous transgender, Florencia "de la V" is our neighbor. I wont leave my address to protect her from unwanted paparazzi. Anyway, Argentines seem to love their celebrities. I had never heard of Florencia or any of these magazines like Gente or Caras but since moving here I have become familiar with them.

At any given time during the day, I can hear Florencia clomping around her apartment in her high heels. I see her frequently in the elevator waifed in a bottle of perfume. She is an attractive woman (in my opinion). I have then not seen her for many days say in January. To only accidentally look in Gente or Caras and see Ms. de la V and her novia bathing in the Punta del Este surf.

In the USA, it would be highly unlikely that I would be living in the same building as a magazine celebrity because of financial reasons. That what a tabloid star could afford might be a touch out of my price range. I have yet to have a mate with Ms. de la V but I will keep all informed.

This computer eats blogs

2007-08-29T12:08:00.000-07:00

My computer just ate my blog. Well, not totally I guess I forgot to hit "save."
So,,life goes on. Our immigration attorney in the USA advised us that it will probably be another year until we get an answer from the U.S. government whether or not my husband is allowed back in or not. Yes, even if you are an American there is no guarantee that your foreign born spouse will be allowed back into the country.

We have been living together in Buenos Aires for a year and a half. Our lawyer originally predicted about 1-3 years for us to return to the United States. Of course, I can go back and forth as I please. One more year (although there is no guarantee he will be allowed back in) would make it 2 and half years. That would fit into her 3 year prediction.

I have met so many ex-pats in Buenos Aires people who have chosen to live here rather then their home country. There are approximately 30,000 expats living in Argentina. Its not a hard statistic just soemthing I heard in an ex-pat "creative group." I did not choose to live here although in a way I did because I am not living in the United States without my husband. However, I dont know many marriages that work with a continent between them.
In Buenos Aires itself there are several internet site utilized for ex-pats and their (our) community. On these internet sites you can find out about events, restaurants, meetings, jobs, opinions about politics (Argentina and other countries). Although I am an expat I dont exactly fit in, my husband is a local and neither of us planned on living here togehter. Are there other people in this bureaucracy quagmire?

My friend in the USA says I have a "Rockstar lifestyle" in Buenos Aires. I dont know about them. Many ex-pats and Argentines too moan about life here and then I wonder why do people want to move here. Aside from the illusion that its cheaper to live here. If you like tango I can see the appeal. I am not a tango-ista.

Return back to the USA

2007-08-28T06:48:00.000-07:00

Well. I left Miami last week via LAN and was advised by LAN that I needed a return ticket. This has never happened before and I later learned that the US gov't has advised the Argentine govt to be "stricter" about immigration practices. I have not seen anything official about it but thats the rumor.

So, how does an expat married to an Argentine trying to get said spouse back into the USA survive daily life here? I see many ex-pats who are leading successful lives and wanting to live here. I find Argentina a country of contradictions and yet, its true for most places (USA included).

This blog is not meant to be a political site although when you get two people together there are always politics. I never came here with the intention of staying permanently only to get immigration crap sorted out with my husband. In the process, its been a long one and half years of being here, adjusting to a new culture and a new language. OY! I cannot seem to wrap my mind around this new language, its taking too long and I desperatley need to speak it.

I think thats enough for an introduction.....
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