Saturday, December 31, 2011

2011: A Review

This year has been amazing.
Most of my life has revolved around a certain someone.
I have loved every second of 2011.
So in Memory of a wonderful year
I have tried to post one picture for every month. 
It was really hard to choose just on some months I had to add an extra.


As I looked back on some of my past blogs it made me remember things that I had already forgotten...
and also realize that I could have talked about more things that happened this year.

What an amazing year.
I hope that 2012 is just as lucky.

Happy New Year to all my blogstockers out there.

Monday, December 26, 2011

Christmas Morning

I know that I have said this before,
But I love my dear sweet daughter.
She is so darn cute and she keeps me so grounded.

For her first Christmas, like all moms, I wanted it to be special.
We have spent the last few months finding things that we thought she would love.
Christmas morning she woke up with a half asleep smile.
We carried her up the stairs to see all of her fun gifts. 
Santa had brought her a cute little doll and a new dress to wear to church.
She only spent a minute checking things out.
 She started to make her way across the room to a small nativity set.
It has been her favorite toy this special season,
but I didn't expect it to be a priority Christmas morning especially with all the other fun things that there were to look at and play with.
I just sat there with a little smirk.
Everyday she teaches me something new.
I love that even thought I get all wrapped up in the gifts and the "other stuff" about Christmas.
She did exactly what she needed to do to remind me of the real meaning.

I hope you all had a very Merry Christmas.
Although this year feels unbeatable, I know that 2012 is going to be just as amazing.
I hope it is just as awesome for all of you!

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Thoughts and things on Christmas Adam

A good friend of mine (Melody Ream) and I were having a conversation last week, something to the effect of how you can tell you spend to much time on Facebook when you are constantly thinking of good status updates.
Tonight as I thought of something to put as my status I couldn't choose just one thing, let alone shorten any of my thoughts enough for an actual status.
So here are a few of my random ramblings from today.

1st of all.
My dear sweet cousin received his mission call to
Richmond, Virginia.
McKay & Chad
I am so excited for him.
He's pretty much the sweetest, most compassionate kid I know.
He has all of the qualities of being an awesome missionary.

Our Gringanada has yet another ear infection.
Even with tubes.
She has been sick for a full week now, I took her to the doctor on Monday and he assured me that it was just a cold and that if she wasn't better by Friday (today) that it was probably something more.
I noticed her ear oozing today and called in an antibiotic.

Being sick hasn't kept her from having fun.
Today she was pushing the presents from under the Christmas tree clear across the floor so she step up on top of them to get into her toy box.

Speaking of Christmas.
I took Sergio shopping and told him I wasn't going to spend anymore money.
We left with another new dress and a few other things.
It was his fault, I promise.
Sometimes he is worst than I am.

 On another note...
Sergio started making Kipe (hamburger, bulgar wheat, and mint) today and we are going to do fruit salad as soon as I get this blog done.
Those are the sure signs that Christmas is coming.

Last but not least:
Happy Christmas Adam!!!
On our way to Twin Falls my mom and I had a nice chat about how awesome Christmas is.  After listening to the song, "A Baby Changes Everything" by Faith Hill we started a very in depth conversation, in the way that only a mom and her daughter can.
We talked about a young, unwed Mary becoming "heavy with child." 
We discussed how much the young Jesus Christ must have been persecuted for being, what the world considered, born out of wedlock. I am sure that the bulling was not only intense by the children his age, but also by other adults.
It brought to mind the scripture in the Book of Mormon that says,
"And behold, he shall be born of Mary, at Jerusalem which is the land of our forefathers, she being a virgin, a precious and chosen vessel, who shall be overshadowed and conceive by the power of the Holy Ghost, and bring forth a son, yea, even the Son of God.
And he shall go forth, suffering pains and afflictions and temptations of every kind; and this that the word might be fulfilled which saith he will take upon him the pains and the sicknesses of his people.
And he will take upon him death, that he may loose the bands of death which bind his people; and he will take upon him their infirmities, that his bowels may be filled with mercy, according to the flesh, that he may know according to the flesh how to succor his people according to their infirmities."
Our Savior went through every one of the sufferings, pains, sicknesses and afflictions that we can imagine-All the horrible things that we feel so alone when we go through them - and He did so willingly. All of those terrible, awful feelings so that He would know how to 'succor' or comfort and care for us when we go though similar things.
Prints of Peace
I am so grateful for the knowledge that I am never alone.
I am grateful for this time of the year to remember Him.

Merry Christmas.

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Baby Fear Factor.

A couple of weeks ago we went to the Festival of Trees.
I was so excited to introduce our Gringanada to my good friend, Santa Claus.
I don't know if he was just a little too holly or extra jolly...
Either way,
She wasn't buying it.
He later admitted to being heavily self medicated...
Maybe this tiny tot is just a good judge of character.
Her little body started shaking as a small panic attack set in.
I tried to convince her that he was an alright guy and that she needs to be nice to him so that she can get lots of presents.
I guess she didn't consider the price of gifts as valuable as her well-being.
She wouldn't calm down as long as he was looking.
She kept an eye on him the rest of the time while we looked at the trees.
Later on she watched as the other little kids went up and sat on Santa's lap.
She finally got up enough courage to make her way towards him. 
But once she had caught Santa's attention she retreated back to Grandpa.
She couldn't even be bribed by a yummy candy cane.
Poor little girl.
Looks like she ain't getting nothing for Christmas.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Empanadas, Oreos and Other Babysteps

I don't know if it makes me a bad mom or not...
but our Gringanada is a fan of food and I am a fan of watching her try new things.
It sure beats that pureed stuff...
She destroyed that empanada...literally.  I eventually had to take it away, which of course led to a temper tantrum.  I know where she gets it from though...I throw temper tantrums too when people take my empanadas away.

I'm not quite as adventurous to give her things as Grandpa... 
This was her first Oreo...(that I saw)
Courtesy of Grandpa. 
She was willing to share if you would like a little bit. 
In our Gringanada's 9 month appointment, I sheepishly admited to our doctor that I had started giving her a little bit of table food.  He assured me that by now she is pretty much ready for anything except peanuts, honey and real milk...I don't think he had Oreos in mind...or empanadas for that matter.
Here I was going to make the justifying comment that this is the only Oreo that she has had until my dad just walked in with her a minute ago and he was giving her what he called "Oreo crumbs." 
I guess that's how I need to start justifying it too when I eat a couple.

I guess I don't know what all she has "tried" in the last few months.
But she seems to be healthy.

Last week she even pulled this little stunt on us:
She's up and going.
She will pull herself up to the side of the couch and get a few steps in before she crashes.
She still is a lot more comfortable crawling over walking, but she is getting more couragous.
My favorite part of her walking is how excited and proud of herself she gets.
I am pretty proud of her too.
Maybe all the sugar from the Oreos has something to do with it.

Happy Turkey Day!

Although this post might be a couple of days late...
I HAD to share these pictures!
This is her first time enjoying some nice juicy turkey.
 She pretty much gobbled it up...pardon the pun.
It's always nice to be together as a family.
Overall she was a fan. 

Monday, November 21, 2011

What's in a Name?

I have been wanting to do this blog for a while now,
but Saturday pretty much sealed the deal for me.

This story starts as Sergio and I were on our way to Pocatello to watch an amazing choir concert that my friend, Kara and her husband were in. Did I say it was amazing? Because it was.

Before the concert started we wanted to try Texas Roadhouse for dinner so I called to make reservations.

This is the basics of the conversation I had with the front desk girl.

"Hi I wanted to make reservations for tonight."
-Okay.  For how many?
"2 and a high chair."
-Okay what is the name.
"Sergio Riva...I'll just spell it for you...
-Oh wow...that is by far the hardest name I have ever heard.  Congratulations!

Sergio and I laughed a lot.
When we arrived at the restaurant I mentioned that we already had reservations and they asked me our name again.
So...The conversation started again.
"I'll spell it for you...R-I-V-A-D-E-N-E-I-R-A."
-Oh right. Hey, you guys really need to make up a fake name for when you go out to eat...So it will be easier.
We laughed even harder.

I didn't want to get into the details of every time I call to make a Dr's appointment, or when I need to pick up a prescription, or when I get a church calling.
So we just made our way to our table I chuckled about it for the rest of the night.
Today I am dedicating this post to my very original last name.
Here are some random facts about my last name:

Funny Fact:
You can sing the Mickey Mouse song when you spell it...
try it out:
pretty awesome right??

Grammar Fact:
The #2 question I always get (1st being...How did you two meet?)
How do you say your last name?
So here it is...
Our name is basically 3 names all together
Neira (Nay-tha...Nay like the sound a horse makes and the 'ra' works best if you can roll your R's it's actually a RRRR sound but the th works pretty well too.)
If you are still having a hard time pronouncing it...don't worry, I still can't say it perfectly...and neither could the majority of the people in our Spanish branch.
In fact, most everyone in Argentina still calls me by my maiden name...since they knew me by that name first and since it isn't really tradition to change your name when you get married there.  Your name doesn't change on your legal documents and you vote under your maiden name. So don't worry about offending either of us if you decide to call me by my maiden name.

Geological Fact:
Part of the reason that it is so...dare I say..."weird" is because our name comes from Galicia, Spain which is a providence that borders Portugal so the last actually a Portuguese ending.
There is even a River called Rio Neira.

Historical Fact:
But my favorite fact about where my last name came from is a story that my mom found doing family history work.
You can read the original site where I got this information here, The information was taken from a book called Genealogies of the New Kingdom of Granada. It was printed in Madrid in 1624, but I am just going to give you the less accurate Kira version.

Basically 13 years after Christ's death some of Jame's (from the bible) disciples were on a boat traveling towards Galicia.
The Queen Wolf allowed them to dock and then they asked for a cart and a couple of oxen to help them unload a few things. What I understand is when the bulls came to the boat they started to charging and the disciples made the sign of the cross and the bulls stopped.
This miracle scared the queen and so she ordered for them to be put in jail.
Sometime later one of the queen's maids went down to the dungeon and saw a "great radiance."
The maid was startled but she must have known it was a miracle so she went upstairs and grabbed the blind prince by the hand and brought him down to the dungeon.
He was miraculously healed and all the people in their town were baptized by the shore (A.K.A. "riva" in Spanish) of the Neira River.  They then changed their name to Rivadeneira.
So basically our family were some of the very first gentile members of the church after Christ's death.
Pretty cool hu?

Over the last couple of years I have really grown to love my new last name.
Especially because of the man it ties me to.
We have an amazing family and I am grateful for my new heritage.

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

9 Months!

Our little Gringanada is turning 9 Months old!!!
That's how long she was in my belly!
In a tribute to the last 18 months...Watch us grow. 
20 weeks
October 2010
November 2010
December 2010
January 2011
Feburary 2011
February 2011
 November 2011