My boys are going away for a few days. My sister in law is having a rough time with her dog (looong story) so my hubby is taking the boy up for a visit. His parents will be meeting him up there in a few days for his sides' Thanksgiving dinner, then they will be back home for Thanksgiving dinner on Sunday with my side of the family. Due to work, I won't be going with them.
I really don't mind being by myself. Even this late in pregnancy, I'm feeling really good and think I can manage a few days without a car. My mom is still in town, so if something drastic does happen (or I get really lazy) I know she'll be here for me.
I'm really excited that my sister is coming on Saturday! I'm slumber partying with them Saturday night and helping my mom with dinner on Sunday. There are going to be a few more family members than we're used to, and some "adopted" family members as well so it should be interesting.
I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow. I'm a little nervous about my blood test results, but am excited to possibly have a date to look forward to. We're planning a scheduled c-section. I had a c-section for my first boy and a 1 in 200 chance of uterine rupture does NOT sound like good enough odds for me to attempt V-BAC. Judge if you will (if anyone even sees this) but I know my body, and I know my luck, so we're making a rigid plan. This way we will have childcare set up for my boy and family can plan to be here when the big day arrives.
For now, I need to go put the boy to bed as it is a school night, then curl up with a cup of hot chocolate. It's the first of the season!
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Baby Blue
We're having another boy and we are ecstatic! With the year being the way it's being, I've decided not to actually call this baby by his name until he's in my arms. I'm not typically superstitious, but I just don't want anything to jinx this.
I'll be 31 weeks on Thursday. This pregnancy has been a breeze, so far. The only hiccup has been my glucose testing. My first test came back borderline, so I had to go have another, more indepth test done yesterday to make sure I don't have Gestational Diabetes. I'm not gaining tons of weight (only 5lbs actually!) and the baby is not bigger than he should be, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I have changed my diet quite a bit to make sure I don't get GD, but we'll see what happens.
My son who will be 4 in just over a month (OMG!!!) started school in at the beginning of September. He's a little shit who likes to test all of his authorities, so his first 2 weeks were rough, but he's come around. He actually got to wear a sticker on Monday that said "I had a great day in school!" and he was SO proud of himself. I almost cried. I blame the hormones.
So, in less than 2 months, we will become a family of 4. I am nervous and excited about the chaos, but know in my heart we can handle it. It will definitely take some adjusting, but we've been adjusting for years already!
I'll be 31 weeks on Thursday. This pregnancy has been a breeze, so far. The only hiccup has been my glucose testing. My first test came back borderline, so I had to go have another, more indepth test done yesterday to make sure I don't have Gestational Diabetes. I'm not gaining tons of weight (only 5lbs actually!) and the baby is not bigger than he should be, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I have changed my diet quite a bit to make sure I don't get GD, but we'll see what happens.
My son who will be 4 in just over a month (OMG!!!) started school in at the beginning of September. He's a little shit who likes to test all of his authorities, so his first 2 weeks were rough, but he's come around. He actually got to wear a sticker on Monday that said "I had a great day in school!" and he was SO proud of himself. I almost cried. I blame the hormones.
So, in less than 2 months, we will become a family of 4. I am nervous and excited about the chaos, but know in my heart we can handle it. It will definitely take some adjusting, but we've been adjusting for years already!
Saturday, June 6, 2009
The times, they are a changin'
I'm apprehensive to write here. I am not interesting. Not whatsoever.
I am 15 weeks pregnant with my second child. My fiance and I are on speaking terms (obviously!) and are very excited about this addition.
My 3.5 year old son is also very excited. He will be starting French Immersion Junior Kindergarten in the fall, about 2 months before the baby comes. It is hard to believe I will soon be the mother of 2.
2009 so far has sucked the big one. In January, we lost a dear friend who just couldn't take it anymore and took his own life. That has been the biggest upset for me so far and I am still not over it, nor do I think I ever will be.
My best friend's military dad has gone crazy. He's back home from his posting and is not doing well. I wish there was more I could do to help, but I am just an open ear. I am always here when she needs me.
So that's what's been going on. This pregnancy has ruled compared to my first. I've not been sick once (knock on wood) and I haven't gained any weight because I am much more active this time. I heard the baby's heartbeat this week and I am starting to feel flutters in my abdomen. We are hoping for a baby girl this time, but honestly, my boy is so awesome, I could deal with another. Hoping for healthy with all it's fingers and toes!
I am 15 weeks pregnant with my second child. My fiance and I are on speaking terms (obviously!) and are very excited about this addition.
My 3.5 year old son is also very excited. He will be starting French Immersion Junior Kindergarten in the fall, about 2 months before the baby comes. It is hard to believe I will soon be the mother of 2.
2009 so far has sucked the big one. In January, we lost a dear friend who just couldn't take it anymore and took his own life. That has been the biggest upset for me so far and I am still not over it, nor do I think I ever will be.
My best friend's military dad has gone crazy. He's back home from his posting and is not doing well. I wish there was more I could do to help, but I am just an open ear. I am always here when she needs me.
So that's what's been going on. This pregnancy has ruled compared to my first. I've not been sick once (knock on wood) and I haven't gained any weight because I am much more active this time. I heard the baby's heartbeat this week and I am starting to feel flutters in my abdomen. We are hoping for a baby girl this time, but honestly, my boy is so awesome, I could deal with another. Hoping for healthy with all it's fingers and toes!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Life.
Sucks.
My fiance and I are barely speaking anymore. There is so much we both need to say, but are too afraid to say it. At least, that's my case. He doesn't talk to me, so I don't know where he stands. I am starting to wonder what we are fighting for...and if we're even fighting for anything. I can't go through the rest of my life like this. I am not THAT girl. I don't believe in staying for the kids, when this is going to mess Evan up the most.
I love that little boy more than life itself. He needs parents who get along and do not try to outdo each other and who actually communicate. That's not us. I am afraid I just don't have the balls to end it. Not civally at least.
Where would he go? His family is 6+ hours away. He can't afford to stay here by himself. Would he put up a fight to keep Evan? His whole family thinks they're smarter than everyone, so I'm sure it'd be a fight. Would Evan hate me for doing it? Doubtful, but a worry.
Ugh. Welcome to my life. No wonder I'm not losing any weight. (excuses, excuses!)
My fiance and I are barely speaking anymore. There is so much we both need to say, but are too afraid to say it. At least, that's my case. He doesn't talk to me, so I don't know where he stands. I am starting to wonder what we are fighting for...and if we're even fighting for anything. I can't go through the rest of my life like this. I am not THAT girl. I don't believe in staying for the kids, when this is going to mess Evan up the most.
I love that little boy more than life itself. He needs parents who get along and do not try to outdo each other and who actually communicate. That's not us. I am afraid I just don't have the balls to end it. Not civally at least.
Where would he go? His family is 6+ hours away. He can't afford to stay here by himself. Would he put up a fight to keep Evan? His whole family thinks they're smarter than everyone, so I'm sure it'd be a fight. Would Evan hate me for doing it? Doubtful, but a worry.
Ugh. Welcome to my life. No wonder I'm not losing any weight. (excuses, excuses!)
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
100 Things and The Interview
I am in the process of making a 100 Things About Me post. I don't like typing it when other people are around because I feel I can't be as honest.
I didn't get the job I interviewed for. Boo-fucking-urns!
I didn't get the job I interviewed for. Boo-fucking-urns!
Monday, October 6, 2008
Take this job and shove it...
I have an interview.
Wednesday morning at 11, I will walk into a real estate office with my head held high and sell myself like those people sell houses. If I get the job, I will not be selling houses, but making sure those who do will have everything they need when they need it. I will make sure files are not lost and phones are answered and messages are taken. I may have to fill coffee cups. I will fax forms and documents and send emails. This would be the perfect job for me. Plus, it would be strictly days, not hellish hours I'm working now.
The downside is that I probably will not have health benefits, that I so begrudgingly get from my current employer. Also, my dad's sister (who I do not know very well) is a Broker at this office, so I am hoping there will not be a conflict in interest. I am hoping she would put in a good word for me if they enquire about it.
I am trying not to get my hopes up, but I can't help but feel optimistic.
Now, I will walk into my son's room, and tell him to go to sleep instead of reciting the entire Shrek movie! :) He's so cute.
Wednesday morning at 11, I will walk into a real estate office with my head held high and sell myself like those people sell houses. If I get the job, I will not be selling houses, but making sure those who do will have everything they need when they need it. I will make sure files are not lost and phones are answered and messages are taken. I may have to fill coffee cups. I will fax forms and documents and send emails. This would be the perfect job for me. Plus, it would be strictly days, not hellish hours I'm working now.
The downside is that I probably will not have health benefits, that I so begrudgingly get from my current employer. Also, my dad's sister (who I do not know very well) is a Broker at this office, so I am hoping there will not be a conflict in interest. I am hoping she would put in a good word for me if they enquire about it.
I am trying not to get my hopes up, but I can't help but feel optimistic.
Now, I will walk into my son's room, and tell him to go to sleep instead of reciting the entire Shrek movie! :) He's so cute.
Monday, September 29, 2008
Corteo
Saturday after work, I hopped on a train to Ottawa. I went to celebrate a friend's birthday and play butt-loads of Guitar Hero (completely addicted now)! We stayed up late and got up early as I had a previously scheduled engagement with my family.
My friend Jess drove me to the St. Laurent centre where I met my Mom, Aunt, Grandmother and Cousin. I said goodbye to Jess and my family and we went on our way.
We walked from the parking lot to our destination. It was a gigantic blue and yellow circus tent. My arms were covered in goose-bumps at the very sight. We were there. We had been waiting since May to come, and we were finally there.
The show was called Corteo. It is by Cirque du Soleil and it is about a clown who is dreaming about his funeral. A bizarre concept, but brilliant at the same time. We were seated in the 2nd row, only about 6 feet from the stage. We got in about 15 minutes early so we were able to absorb the atmosphere and check out the stage setting. The stage was circular, so I was afraid we would miss something. There were 2 curtains, like gossimer wings, draped over the stage with cherubs and clowns on it. There were 3 large, beautiful chandeliers lined up in the centre and small chandeliers lining the outer circle of the stage.
About 5 minutes before the show was to start, there were some crowd pleasing acts who ran through and interacted with the audience. Then, it was time. The Ringmaster gave the go-ahead and the show started.
I cannot possibly do the show justice by typing about it here. All I CAN tell you is that it was amazing. I saw Saltimbanco in August with my mom and sister, and it was also amazing, but it was completely different. The colours and costumes were subdued in comparison, but given the theme, it would not have been appropriate otherwise. There were probably 3 or 4 times where I was on the brink of tears because of excitement and the energy in the tent, and the skill and dedication of the performers. It truly is an art. There has to be some serious trust and timing and some of those performers know eachother inside and out.
I can hardly express how I felt. I was intrigued, in awe, starstruck. I had goose-bumps most of the time. I love Cirque du Soliel.
If you ever get a chance to see a show, GO FOR IT! TV does not compare to the real thing. There is an energy in the theatre or tent that makes the show more than circus performers doing tricks.
www.cirquedusoleil.com
My friend Jess drove me to the St. Laurent centre where I met my Mom, Aunt, Grandmother and Cousin. I said goodbye to Jess and my family and we went on our way.
We walked from the parking lot to our destination. It was a gigantic blue and yellow circus tent. My arms were covered in goose-bumps at the very sight. We were there. We had been waiting since May to come, and we were finally there.
The show was called Corteo. It is by Cirque du Soleil and it is about a clown who is dreaming about his funeral. A bizarre concept, but brilliant at the same time. We were seated in the 2nd row, only about 6 feet from the stage. We got in about 15 minutes early so we were able to absorb the atmosphere and check out the stage setting. The stage was circular, so I was afraid we would miss something. There were 2 curtains, like gossimer wings, draped over the stage with cherubs and clowns on it. There were 3 large, beautiful chandeliers lined up in the centre and small chandeliers lining the outer circle of the stage.
About 5 minutes before the show was to start, there were some crowd pleasing acts who ran through and interacted with the audience. Then, it was time. The Ringmaster gave the go-ahead and the show started.
I cannot possibly do the show justice by typing about it here. All I CAN tell you is that it was amazing. I saw Saltimbanco in August with my mom and sister, and it was also amazing, but it was completely different. The colours and costumes were subdued in comparison, but given the theme, it would not have been appropriate otherwise. There were probably 3 or 4 times where I was on the brink of tears because of excitement and the energy in the tent, and the skill and dedication of the performers. It truly is an art. There has to be some serious trust and timing and some of those performers know eachother inside and out.
I can hardly express how I felt. I was intrigued, in awe, starstruck. I had goose-bumps most of the time. I love Cirque du Soliel.
If you ever get a chance to see a show, GO FOR IT! TV does not compare to the real thing. There is an energy in the theatre or tent that makes the show more than circus performers doing tricks.
www.cirquedusoleil.com
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