Monday, April 9, 2012

Regina's Visions

Regina is our fabulous maid. She is from Brazil, we communicate in Spanish (which is funny since it is neither of our native language), and she happens to have visions...particularly those related to pregnancy.

About four months before Ava was conceived, Regina asked me if I was pregnant. When I told her that I wasn't pregnant, she said that she had seen a stack of diapers and other baby items in the room upstairs (the room that was a TV room at the time, but that is now Ava's nursery) when she opened the door. Regina was so convinced she had seen the baby stuff, that she made me go upstairs with her to check. It was then that she told me about how she often has visions of women being pregnant before they are. Sure enough, she was soon right about Ava.

As a result, I almost peed my pants when Regina told me last week that she had a vision that I would be pregnant again very soon. When I told her that we would like to have another baby, but not for a while, Regina told me to be very careful because the vision was so strong it gave her goosebumps. Yikes!!!

Here's to hoping that her vision takes longer than four months to come true this time!

*Note that this is not an accurate depiction of Regina :)

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My name is Catherine, but most of my friends call me Cat. I was born and raised in Austin, went to TCU, and ended up in Dallas for law school (where Josh and I met). I decided that being an attorney was not my cup of tea and pursued a career in legal marketing instead. I am now a mother of two attempting to balance family with a full-time job, which is always an adventure. I love: my sweet babies, handsome husband, very large family, and fabulous friends; trying new restaurants; wine; TCU football; holidays; cooking; pajamas; La Croix; reading; coffee; podcasts; Central Market; carbs; the beach; mani/pedis; Anthropologie; binge-worthy TV shows; trivia; French 75s; Pinterest; cheese boards; The Ticket; dancing; Sprinkles cupcakes; The Texas Rangers; fresh flowers; thunderstorms; naps; Tex-Mex; the Texas Hill Country; porch-sitting; ranch dressing; throwing parties; and my job. I hate: working-mom guilt; snakes; heights; waking up early; ignorant people; stomach bugs; paper cuts; green fruit; bad hair days; snoring; the sound of people eating (Misophonia); Miracle Whip; scary movies; bad drivers; pulpy OJ; trimming baby fingernails; and working out. I think that sums it up.

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