Friday, December 25, 2009
Ok, I have major news to report but before I forget this I need to quote Stinx.
"Mom, you are beautiful"
"Mom, you are the princess and I am the King"
So on with the news!
Today I brought home the sweetest Christmas gift!!! A beautiful baby girl!!! As for now her nickname will be Bitta (that's a Stinx thing). She was born on Christmas Eve at 10:54 am. She weighed 7lbs 10 3/4 oz and was 19.5 inches long. The birth was really awesome! I still can't believe I did it! It was a great experience. It literally was the perfect hospital VBAC.
It's so nice to finally meet my little girl! I'll add some pics later.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Baby girl still hasn't made an outside arrival yet. So I figured I would post some of the prenatal pictures I had done a week and a half ago. I was 38ish weeks. I am really happy with the pictures. My friend Courtney did them for me. We've known each other since we were 6 years old! She does photography on the side (she's an ICU nurse). She took our wedding pictures and some belly pictures when Joel was in the womb. It's pretty cool that she's been able to photograph a lot of our special moments in life. If anyone is interested in seeing some of her other photos click here.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
"I love your doucies" - Said while I was having a bath...
"I like your doucies" - Said while cuddling.
I find the doucies comments funny because he's been weaned for 5 months. I ask him if he remembers nursing and he doesn't seem to have a clue. He knows thats what they are for and knows they have milk in them, but doesn't seem to remember using them..
Then today Dad and I were talking about what we'll have for supper and Joel requested perogies. He then said, "I love perogies. They're cuddly. Just like my blanket".
I may have already commented on this last one in the blog but just in case... When I ask him what we should name the baby he says "monster".
Saturday, December 5, 2009
I spent the past week doing some nesting, relaxing and some reading.
My cousin also threw me a Blessingway which was really nice. It was nice getting together with the mama's closest to me. It was nice to hear their blessings for me, the baby and the birth. They also pampered me with lovely things like bath salts and lotions. I'm not much of a bather but since getting this nice bath stuff I've enjoyed 2 lovely baths. Ahhh. Must do more often.
I've been trying to get through the Birthing From Within book as well as the Your Best Birth book. I'm feeling more confident the closer I get to my due date. I have roughly 17 days left, give or take.
Two of my close friends gave birth to their 3rd babies this week. I am sooo excited for both of them! Both had little girls. Guess I am just waiting for my own wee girl to come along.
We STILL haven't decided on a name yet... I can't believe nothing seems right yet. I am praying the right name will come to us soon.
As for weather here - it's been blizzarding! Stinx and I have been in the house for the past 2 days. I'm starting to get some cabin fever.. but the roads are terrible and I don't really have anywhere to go. Tomorrow we will go see in the in-law's for supper so that will be a nice break from our place and hopefully the roads will be much better.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
I also organized a local VBAC meet up. I invited mom's from the local AP group who had had VBAC's or were planning to. We met up at the wonderful Room To Grow and the mom's who had VBAC's shared their inspiring birth stories. It was really nice to hear the experiences of these moms and the challenges they overcame. There is talk that the Calgary VBAC Support Group will be starting up again in January. I really hope it does as there is a huge need for it. Hopefully my VBAC will be "successful" and I can help with these meetings down the road.
On top of preparing for the baby girl on the way I have been sewing nerdsicles like crazy. I did my first sale ever at a local flea market. I did way better than expected due to support from friends and family. It wiped out quite a bit of my "stock" so I have been madly sewing for the sale this coming Saturday. It will be interesting to see how I do at this sale. This one is at my local community centre and features only hand made crafts (where as the flea market was more like a garage sale). And since most of my friends came to the last one I think this one will give me a more accurate picture of local interest. After this sale though I am shutting down the nerdsicle production. I'm going to need the following 3 weeks to get ready for baby... cleaning, mental preparation etc.
Dad and I are still struggling with the baby's name. We've narrowed it down to 5-6 but none of them seem perfect. Girl names are soo hard! I had a boy's name picked out ages ago but a girls name, of course not!
I had an U/S yesterday to check on my amniotic fluid (it was low near the end with Stinx). While doing the U/S they took some 3D pictures (I think because one of the techs was a student). They showed it to me afterward and it was pretty cool, but also kind of creepy. It looked like a typical 3D U/S. The picture was kind of clear but then around the edges it looked all weird and morphed.. just kinda creepy. She had her hand up by her face so it was more of a profile shot. The tech also said she wasn't very active yesterday because I hadn't had anything to eat right before the U/S. I didn't mind though because at all of the other U/S the techs comment that she is a "spirited" little one. So I really didn't mind that she was mellow yesterday. And it's getting kinda cramped in there anyway.. probaby not enough room to wiggle like crazy. Her breathing and heart rate were good and she did move around a few times just not as much as they wanted I guess... There might have been a couple shots they couldn't take because of her position.
Stinx is doing pretty good these days. He's cutting his last 2 molars. YAY!!!! They'll be in completely before the baby comes. I am soo happy about that. He's been obsessed with puzzles lately. I saw an add on kijiji for a whole wack of puzzles so I might get them for him... might be a good quiet time activity for when the baby is here.
I can't believe Christmas is a month away.... There is so much I want to do but I feel like I am running out of time... ah. Once this craft sale is over I can focus a lot more on the things I need to do.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
With the room taken care of I have been able to spend more time reading about VBAC's. I find a lot of VBAC stories super encouraging but sometimes not so much... especially when the writer focuses on the VBAC being successful because of it being a homebirth. It just makes me super jealous! That is not an option for me right now. I can't even pay for a midwife. They are all booked and as I learned today, with my due date, they've avoided me at all cost because I am due so close to Christmas. So it really is no option. I have to have a hospital birth. I want to hear encouraging positive VBAC stories that occur in hospitals!
I am also slightly frustrated because the local VBAC support group isn't running anymore!! I am in the midst of setting up a one time support meeting (almost my own version of a blessingway) but I am having trouble finding VBAC mom's to share with me...
Now I am just getting ranty... oops.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Stinx has been so interesting lately. At 2.5 years old I think the "real" tantrums have started. If I thought I knew a tantrum before then I was very nieve. But at the same time, this age is sooooo sweet. One minute he might be having a tantrum because I won't let him eat a candy (or a bag full of skittles) and then the next minute he is running up to me, giving me the hugest hug ever and saying, "I love you too mom!". It makes my heart melt every time. He's been in a really huggy-cuddly-kissy mood. I love love love it. It's so sweet and I guess I know it probably won't last forever. Do 30 somethings treat their mom's this way? I can only pray.. or would that just be creepy?
Then I have the baby on the way.. ahh.. It's awesome being able to feel her kick around in there. Although, I'd forgotten how hard the kicks become... It's not too awkward yet but I have a feeling it will get a little too crowded eventually. I am so excited to meet her! I can't wait to see what she looks like and get to know her personality. I wonder if she'll be a quiet timid girl or a little firecracker. I went to some garage sales yesterday and picked up some super cute girly baby clothes. After washing them all I am anxious to get her room ready. This is our to do list for now:
- Get a Dresser
- Get Dad to assemble the closet shelves
- Get Dad to put a closet door on the closet
- Get some clothes hangers
- Get a Infant Car Seat
- Decide on a baby name! lol.
Yeah we are still having a super tough time thinking of names! Oh well. I am sure something will come up that we both like...
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
The only thing that really seems to flourish during pregnancy is my finger nails. They're normally just weak things but add a little pregnancy hormone and I have talons. Super strong and they just grow and grow. So weird.
Pregnancy is so weird.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Let's say for example, baby is breech, I will probably have to have a c-birth. That doesn't mean history has to repeat itself. In some ways, planned c-birth's are easy to prepare for. You are expecting it. But in the case I might need another emergency c-birth, it doesn't have to be a repeat of Stinx birth. Things I want to do differently, should a c-birth be necessary? I want to hold my baby and not let go after a few minutes. I want to nurse my baby right away, as soon as possible. If for some reason I can't hold the baby, baby must stay with Dad. I would want less pain medication so I'm not high as a kite! I'd never leave baby out of Dad's or mines vision. This baby would be with all the time, not off in the nursery waiting to be bathed. And not really super important but one regret I have, I want to see my placenta.
That said, I am not planning for a c-birth. That is just my emergency back up plan. If a c-birth is necessary, I do believe it can be an entirely different experience this time around. Partly because I feel I will be doing everything humanly possible to avoid one, meaning that if one is required, it will be needed. I won't be left wondering if it was needed or not.
So coming back to the VBAC. I've picked out an awesome doula with lots of VBAC experience. Her resume is seriously impressive. I feel that with her by Dad and I's side, she will be a huge support. I know I will be able to ask her questions and get an unbiased answer. From what I read, having a doula at a VBAC is the #1 best thing you can do to prepare - even more so than a good doctor or midwife. I've also signed up for a VBAC class with the local health region. I haven't talked to anyone who's taken the class so I am interested in seeing how it goes. It will be two evenings in the fall.
Anti-Kels and I went to a LLL meeting on Monday and while I was there I browsed their library. I was sooo happy to find they had The VBAC Companion book. I have looked high and low for this book. It's a bit pricey to buy on-line so I was hoping to find a copy locally. My doula has a copy but I am not sure when I will be able to borrow it. So I started reading that this week as well. I've also got a copy of Birthing From Within (that I totally scored at Goodwill!) and I read through bit's of Ina May's book too. So I am trying to fill myself with as much knowledge as possible.
Our local VBAC group isn't running currently so I am trying to organize a Mom's Night Out or Playdate with the VBAC mama's in my local attachment parenting playgroup. I am really looking forward to hearing all of their first hand experience and advice. I can read tons of info on-line but there's something reassuring about talking to people who have really experienced something.
I can do it. At this moment, there is no reason why I won't be able to have this baby girl naturally. I can do it. My body was designed to do this.
Monday, August 17, 2009
I also have to say that I love my diaper sprayer. Not only is it great for when I used it to clean poopy cloth diapers, but it's wonderful to use to spray out the potty. Such a genius invention.
I also really want to try Elimination Communication with the next baby. I don't know how soon I'd start but I'd like to start a regular potty time first thing in the morning once she's able to sit up. I think I will experiment before then but it probably won't be consistent.
It looks like my new year's goals just might be met.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
While hunting in Army & Navy I passed a woman sitting on a bench in front of the change rooms. There she sat nursing her toddler. He was probably 18 months old. I was so impressed. She wasn't the *typical* extended breastfeeding mother I see on occasion (aka a hippy). She was of an ethnic minority and dressed in her culturally traditional clothing.
I turned to her and said, "It's so nice to see people breastfeeding in public! It makes me happy". I then smiled and walked away. She just smiled back.
She probably thought I was crazy. Haha. I just wanted to say something encouraging. It really was nice to see.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Friday, August 7, 2009
I am soo proud of her! From the sounds of it the only help she had was a little laughing gas near the end!! Good job Kels!! I'm so proud of you!!! I am so happy Kels got to experience a vaginal birth! yay! I'm so glad her little baby is cute and healthy!!
And hopefully she'll turn out to be a champion nurser!!!
I'm soooo excited to be an Aunt! Yippy! I'm officially Anti-Kirsty.
We both went pee on the potty and then went back to his bed.
I've been laying there for over an hour. I can't fall back to sleep. Whether it's pregnancy induced or just the fact that I can't shut my brain off, I don't know.
But I figure if I write out what my thoughts are, maybe I'll be able to sleep soon.
First I was thinking of how Anti-Kels is due really soon. I just checked my FB and she told me she's having regular contractions every 10 minutes. Wow. Could be sooner than I thought. Then I was thinking about how I will have to get this baby out of me at some point. I will be birthing at the same hospital Stinx was born at. When I start thinking about nurses or doctors wanting to do interventions, I automatically feel hostile. Like bitter. Like a bitch. Like, don't fuck with me. I just don't want to be trampled on again. I want the nurses to ask my permission for everything they do. Check how far dilated I am? Ok, so long as you ask my permission. I know I really need to deal with this bitterness before the baby comes. I'm working on it. I tried making an appointment for a private session of the Birth Stories work shop through Birthing From Within. The instructor was on holidays. I think she's back now. I'll have to call her tomorrow.
After I thought about my desire for a VBAC and my hostility towards the hospital staff, my thoughts turned back to work.
I saw a client on Wednesday who just puzzles me. When I met him years ago, he was an angry young man with an intense crack addiction. He was aggressive, rude and got into fights. He was barred many times and then for life. He'd still manage to sneak into the building at meal times and then sleep off his crack runs. He looked like crap. He looked like a zombie. I remember times pleading with him to leave. I hated the thought of kicking him out. Even though he was a jerk, I knew he just needed some food and sleep. I think it was right before I had Stinx, he cleaned himself up. So this was about 3 years ago. I remember seeing him sober and thinking he looked like a totally different person.
So anyways, I saw him on Wednesday again. I see him every now and then on my weekly shift. He looks handsome now, like a normal 29 year old man. He looks healthy. He acts respectable. He has clearly gone through an amazing life change. A miracle. Seriously, a miracle. What I don't get is why he is still at the shelter. Has he switched one addiction for the other? Perhaps gambling instead of smoking crack? Or does he just lack life skills and the support needed to get off the street? He puzzles me. I want to ask him what happened, what made him clean up? I want to tell him to go all the way, get off the street, but I won't. I'm too shy to say stuff like that unless I know the person well. And I don't know him well. Our conversations in the past were limited to me begging him to leave the building without me having to call the police.
I want to encourage him and tell him I am still blown away by his change in attitude and lifestyle. It is a radical difference.
I want to hear his story. It's hard getting to that point with a client though. It takes time and 4 hours a week doesn't leave me with lots of time to build re pore with clients. It basically leaves me enough time to visit the clients I already know well.
I'm going to attempt to go back to bed now. Good night.
Thursday, August 6, 2009
How else am I lazy? Well Any routine I used to have with Stinx crumbled. At first it started with the TV. I was so sick and exhausted in the first trimester that I let Stinx get away with watching too much tv. I definitely feel like he's addicted to it, like crack. He's not one of those kids who watches a little bit and does a craft or play with a toy, no. He's glued to the TV like a zombie. And when I dare turn it off, he throws a fit.
Then there's nap times. They seem to be very difficult these days. We used to have a routine of having lunch then reading books and then nap. Once I got pregnant I basically told him to come nap with me. I'd usually be asleep before him. It worked fine the first few months but now Stinx really fights the nap and I lost the drive to pursue it. So sometimes he just doesn't. Sometimes thats fine, but if he misses it more than 2 days in a row, I've noticed it gets to him.
Bedtime is another one I've gotten too slack with. His bedtime used to be 9pm but now it's all over the map - because of the weird nap habits.
I know all of this isn't a big deal, and I slacked out of survival, but now that I am feeling more energetic, I can see what's happened. The lack of routine is causing me more trouble than good. Things aren't predictable for Stinx the way they used to be. He feels like he can watch tons of tv, doesn't have to eat meals at the table, doesn't have to nap etc. He tantrums more than he was before. And I feel like thats partly because of the lack of predictability. He's also been up more at night.
So I'm changing my ways... well going back to the old ways when we had routine. Here are the new "Rules" I am implementing.
1. No TV until Stinx is dressed and had breakfast
2. Limited Tv time
3. Must eat all meals at the table (snacks can be wherever)
4. A nap every day - after book reading. (I want to start the nap routine by 2pm)
5. Bedtime Bath will be started at 8pm every night regardless of the nap.
6. I also want to have a planned activity every day. Now that I have the energy again I want to be more active - ie. playdates, park, library, swimming, zoo etc.
It helped writing this out. I've been thinking about it a lot this week and seeing what I want to go back to is helpful. I know it's not hard, it's just a matter of consistency, and I think Stinx needs it. I'm tired of fighting with him over trivial things like turning the tv off or eating supper in the kitchen or napping.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Yesterday I gave in and decided to actually try grocery delivery. Everyone has recommended Spud.ca so I checked them out first. They seem to only deliver to once a week depending which neighborhood you are in. They wouldn't be in my neighborhood until Friday and I decided that was too long to wait. So I then tried the Sunterra Market. They do same day delivery and the charge is only $8. The website was being really annoying last night but I finally got it to work. My order was supposed to be delivered between 10am-1pm today. By 1:30 they hadn't arrived and I worried my order didn't go through. I called them and it turned out their website wasn't working properly this week end. However, they did get my order, they were just behind. The person on the phone told me the delivery would be there soon.
And by 2pm it was at my door. Amazing! Groceries at my door. I love the concept.
Forget about low blood pressure and fainting! Forget about the toddler throwing a fit in the grocery store! Just stay home. Let someone else do it for you.
And yeah, I know, Sunterra Market isn't cheap. We won't be ordering groceries every week. But when I don't feel well or when Dad is out of town for work, I will definitely be ordering my groceries!
Monday, August 3, 2009
An hour later, "Mom!!!!". He woke up again!!!
Monday, July 27, 2009
Anyway, on to the point.
After our shopping adventure we were driving down a busy street in our neighborhood and I saw a little toddler wandering down the sidewalk by himself. I pulled over right away and got out of the car. Sure enough, no one was around, and he was stepping out into the busy street. I ran over and grabbed his hand and got him back on the sidewalk. He looked about 18 months. I tried asking him where his mom was but it was obvious he wasn't a talker. I decided to just call 911 right away instead of wasting time trying to figure out where he lived. The operator sent a unit right away and asked me to stay on the line until they arrived. I ended up having to get Stinx out of the car so the two boys played on some one's yard while we waited. After 5-10 minutes I saw a woman coming down a different street and I asked if this was her son. She said he was and that she'd been looking for him. She said thank you for finding him. I told the operator the mother arrived and they told me to tell her that she needed to stay to prove she was the child's mother. I explained this to the mom which I found really awkward but she stayed a few minutes and then said she needed to go get her 2.5 year old son. Off she went and I was really hoping she would actually come back. I waited a few more minutes and the officers arrived. As they were opening their car doors the mom came back with both kids. I explained to the cops that she had shown up while I was waiting for them. They started talking to her and I asked if I could go and they said yes.
I put Stinx back in the car and as I was driving away the mother and kids were already walking back to their house.
It was really bizarre. The first thing I did was judge. Who's kid is this? Where is his parents? Why is no one watching him?
Then I thought about what could have happened. What if he had walked out into the street? He was so small no one would have seen him stepping out between cars. What if some creepy person found him? He easily could have been abducted!!
But then I thought about how this could happen to any parent. I mean, just this summer, I was at a playgroup where a 1 year old wandered off and stepped out onto the street while his mom wasn't watching. And I think some kids are just more adventurous and likely to be escape artists. I don't want to excuse his mom completely, but she may have turned her back for just a minute, or ran into the house to get the phone, or whatever. Maybe she was busy dealing with his 2.5 year old brother and he bolted out the front door.
To make this even worse though was that his mother looked like she had the crap beaten out of her. She had two black eyes and other bruises. It was sad.
I just don't know what to make of it. I guess I am just happy that he didn't get hit by a car or stolen by some creepy weirdo. I'm hoping his family is safer than it seems.
When I put myself in her shoes - say Stinx wandered away from the house and I couldn't find him for at least 10 minutes, and then I walked around the block and saw him sitting on the grass with another mother and her son, I'd be running over. I'd be balling! Definitely, I'd be balling. Talking to the police I'd be a crying mess. Maybe that's just my personality, or the mother guilt I'd put on myself.
I don't know. It was weird. Part of me still wants to judge her and yet the other part of me just feels compassion for her knowing it could happen to anyone.
Friday, July 24, 2009
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Once I was pregnant my body felt like it was telling me it was time. Not in the painful sense. I was almost counting on that. I was hoping the pain I have heard about while nursing during pregnancy would show up just so I would have more incentive to wean. It never really came. Instead my body felt like it was telling me it was time. As well, the fact that I lose weight during the first trimester gave me reason.
I didn't want to wean him instantly, I wanted it to be a gradual process. I didn't want it to be me weaning him, I wanted him to self-wean as well. I never got to point where I resented our breastfeeding relationship - I think it really was just the perfect time for both Stinx and I.
It took 3 months of using the "Don't offer, Don't refuse" approach, as well as shortened nursings with the abc song. It worked perfectly for us. Stinx never put up a fuss about the shortened nursings. He just slowly stopped asking. Maybe this is because of the pregnancy - lack of milk? change in taste? I'm not sure. I like to think it was just the right time for him.
For myself, I don't feel bittersweet. It just feels sweet. I enjoyed the deep connection we had during breastfeeding. From the moment I first nursed Stinx in the hospital it was something I loved. It was beautiful. Sometimes I think it's the one thing I have managed to do well at in motherhood. I've fallen short in so many other parts of parenting but breastfeeding, I did ok.
So it just feels good. We nursed for 28 lovely months and it ended as lovely as it began.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Saturday, July 11, 2009
Friday, July 10, 2009
With Stinx I am mostly a pocket diaper user so it will interesting to see how I like using so many fitted's. I figure most of the newborn diapers will only be used for a month or two and then we'll be using the one size pockets.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I've had it for about a week and a half and hadn't bothered to pick it up until tuesday night. I picked it up thinking I'd read a few pages and then go to bed. Ha! Impossible! I sat up reading that book until 12:30 or 1am. I never stay up that late by the way. I almost always go to sleep about an hour after Stinx. All night I dreamt about the story... so lame. When I woke up the first thing I wanted to do was read the book but of course motherly duties call. But once Stinx was playing with his trains I couldn't help it. I had to! Anyways, needless to say I finished the book by the time I had to work last night.
I desperately want to read the next one but I have sooo much cleaning to do before the week end. I am throwing Anti-Kels a baby shower and we're also having some friends over. And the house looks like a tornado hit it. I really can't waste all day reading again.
So instead I am killing time blogging. Typical.
We've been spending a lot of time in the backyard in the last month since the weather has been warmer (although this week it is quite rainy). We have filled our huge pond with soil and planted some perennials in it. Generally I don't have a great track record with plants but I am hope full I can keep this garden. I'll post some pics once the sun comes out.
Friday, July 3, 2009
In the past week he has only nursed once every other day. It was hard to believe, the first few times we went a whole day, without even a short 10 second nurse session.
So while he isn't weaned yet, it seems he is on the journey to weaning himself.
I am really happy about this. I have really enjoyed every bit of our breastfeeding journey. I am happy that I didn't wean him early on when "society" tells moms it is appropriate. I am thankful that I was able to nurse my teething toddler during the rough nights. Breastfeeding my boy has been a wonderful experience and I am glad I gave my self the chance to extend it longer than "normal".
If I wasn't pregnant would I have encouraged the gentle weaning? Probably not yet. But perhaps this is just the right timing for Stinx and he may have self weaned at this age anyway.
I'm thinking of throwing Stinx a weaning party. Maybe I will call it the "Doucies all done" Party. I think I'll throw it once he's gone a few days without any "doucies".
Saturday, June 27, 2009
I was expecting big fancy homes with beautiful gardens. And that's pretty much what we got. Million dollar homes in fancy schmancy neighborhoods. Two of the homes are currently on the market. One for 3.5 million, the other for 5 million. CRAZY. All of the homes had crazy huge en suite bathrooms and gigantic walk in closets which were more like the size of a normal bedroom. Seriously! Who needs that much closet space? No one wears THAT many clothes. It was ridiculous. They all had beautiful kitchens too.
In one home there was 3 children's rooms which each had en suite bathroom and walk in closet. Dad commented, "Just imagine all the extra cleaning they must do!". I was all,... "Honey, these people don't clean, they have maids... silly!" And it's so true. The work it would take to clean these houses would be a full time job in itself.
We went to an "eco-friendly" in-fill that was pretty cool. I liked the design on that one quite a bit. They had some really cool art work that was truly inspiring. They were clearly creative people, or.. they just have good taste.
There was another home in the lovely neighborhood of Scarboro which had a really modern architecturally design. Dad really liked that one.
So most of the houses blew us away, but the gardens... not so much. Out of the 7 properties, it seemed only 2-3 had nice gardens, worthy of attention. I mean, they all had nice landscaping and everything, but to be called a House & Garden Tour, I was expecting more from the gardens. Oh well.
It was a fun day despite my cold, morning sickness and exhaustion.
Afterwards though, I really couldn't help but think, of how differently MOST of us live. And I was definitely thinking of my friends who live at the shelter. It's crazy what a rich city I live in, yet the homeless population is always on the rise.
I've spent years of my life working with the homeless. Most of them only own a backpack full of their possessions. If they're lucky they have a locker to store extra things in. Maybe some clothes, shoes and books. Certainly they don't fit fancy cars, giant flat screen tv's, or king sized beds in there. It's just crazy to think that someones "closet" is the size of a room that would hold 8 people at the shelter. Crazy to think that people have such huge closets full of clothes they probably don't wear when people are in need of clothing.
It's just crazy. What a crazy city I live in. Tons of millionares. Tons of homeless.
Monday, June 22, 2009
This is just another reason why I should not go grocery shopping. Tis why I am in the midst of coming up with a grocery list for Dad...
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
We managed today though. We survived the trip without any tantrums or whining. Just Stinx running around crazily.
And now we have food. Life can continue.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Friday, June 5, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
You know you are in a sad state when you truly feel you have accomplished something by a) doing half of the dishes and b) having a shower. Every day it seems I try to accomplish a few tasks. Sometimes it might be a load of laundry, other days it might be doing the groceries.
Things seem to be looking up though. The morning sickness seems to be fading. I have felt a little hungry lately which brings me great hope. I often wake up from the afternoon nap craving something to eat, or I wake up dreaming about food. My body is definitely telling me it is hungry. In the past 10 weeks I lost the weight I didn't want to lose. Seems with both pregnancies my body wants to lose weight in the first trimester. Well I am challenging that with Blizzards from dairy queen, Rice Pudding, and chocolate chip cookies.
As I start to feel better I hope to blog a bit more.
Friday, May 15, 2009
I seriously forgot how bad morning sickness is. My body tricked me into thinking it wasn't so bad. I guess that's how you convince yourself to have another baby.
With Stinx the morning sickness was crappy but I still worked through it. I think that might be the difference. With Stinx I was at work and had a lot of things to distract me from feeling crappy. I have memories of my off-time being miserable. I remember just laying on the couch, all the time, when not working. I lost 10 lbs in the first trimester because I was so nauseous. I totally lost my appetite.
That's basically how the last 2 weeks have been for me. I am surviving off the teeniest amounts of food. But I went to see my doctor and she gave me a prescription for Diclectin. I started taking it last night. I sure hope it will help. My poor family can't survive with me being like this.
But anyways, enough about feeling sick, Dad and I are very excited about baby #2! I still can hardly believe there is a tiny little baby growing inside of me. At the moment Baby is about 2 cm long. TINY! I'm around 8-9 weeks along.
And yeah this is also why my blogging has been sooo pathetic lately. Hopefully once I start feeling better I'll blog more.
Oh and my worst fear is pretty much true. My chance to use a midwife is SLIM. :( I am really disappointed. I was testing a week before my period was due and as soon as I got a positive test I called ALL the midwives in Calgary and they all told me I was about #20 on the wait lists. :( I feel really bummed and upset about it but am hoping and praying that a miracle can happen.
Well I'm off to do some diaper laundry.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
We also hung out at the science centre a few times. Stinx loves playing with the water station and usually leaves soaking wet.
On this past trip he had a blast playing the guitar.
We've been trying to get out a lot and enjoy the nice weather when its here.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Yesterday morning Stinx and I went for a little walk at the bird sanctuary. I love that place. It is so peaceful and quiet. We didn't see any *amazing* birds but we did see some.. Mostly the generic birds local to our area aka: magpies, ducks and geese. I've had friends tell me they've seen beavers there but I have never been so lucky.
Stinx saw lots of gophers and desperately wanted to catch them. He wasn't quite quick enough.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Seriosuly, Stinx, why ? why? I just don't get it. You are such a sweet boy... until you beat up other babies. And the lady babysitting you said you behaved well. That is until I walked in the room.
I just don't get it.
The massage therapist also told me that my left shoulder/arm/neck are very tense and strained. She reckons its due to carrying things on that side... Like a diaper bag perhaps? Maybe I will switch to a back pack. She said stretching will help. And yoga. And yeah. I do need to start going to the gym again. Perhaps I can take one of the yoga classes once a week. That's my goal.. Anyone want to hold me accountable to that?
Oh and I am soo sore now. Better get to bed.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
I'm happy the weather is lovely this week.
I'm happy that Anti-Kels and Unky Scott are in town.
I'm looking forward to work tomorrow.
I'm looking forward to going to the zoo tomorrow with friends.
All in all, life is good.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
That's my street cred. I've had lice.
As I type this I am itching away.
Maybe I should get some lindane shampoo?
I just told Dad and he is freaking out. LOL.
I'm sure I am just paranoid.
After doing some "googling" it seems I am just paranoid. It's just one of those things. - as soon as you think of lice, you just get itchy. But I am thinking of buying some Tea Tree Oil or Nix, just to have around in case I get overly paranoid. LOL.