Thursday, June 26, 2014

Twenty Eight

Today marks 28 weeks into this pregnancy and wow...still hard to believe that I am here. Me...7 months pregnant. Me...going to have a baby in September. I've learned many things along the way. I've been flooded with advice, comments and suggestions. Here's a sampling... 

Sleep now - What does this mean anyway? It's not like you can bank sleep. It's like saying "Don't eat this year because an all-you-can-eat-buffet is opening up next June". Plus, who says that I'm sleeping now? I may be a congested ball of heartburn, nightmares and back pain so this kind of thing just adds insult to injury.

I hate that name - Really? Oh okay, then they won't name him that. Nobody cares that a boy named Bob took your chocolate chip cookie in grade two so please don't lift up the tarp covering your mental baggage. On a similar note, if we want to name our baby Banana or Kleenex just nod and say "nice".

Should you be eating that? - The entire world wide web is filled with people embellishing myths and half truths to scare the crap out of pregnant ladies. So unless I'm about to accidentally snack on lead paint, please don't say anything and let me eat.

You looks so big/small - Remember when you were a teenager and you didn't want to be unique in any way? Well pregnancy is the same and nobody wants to be told they look huge or teeny because it just scares them. Anything different from other pregnant women = weird = giant freak baby or creepy peanut baby.

I think though that one of the most important things I've learned is how to love beautifully and unconditionally...

Those lips! The funny thing about this picture is that Adam does exactly the same thing with his hand when he sleeps

I'm so in love with this little man!

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Waldo collapses on the beach because it's June & he's fully clothed with a ski cap. You spot him easily.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Opposite Self

We are emotional beings. When we’re emotionally intoxicated, it’s hard in any moment to see outside of yourself. When we feel emotionally strong about something we make decisions about what to do about that emotional reaction. We decide things. We change our mind. We can feel a whole new reality coming on in a single day. The only problem with this process is that we tend to forget the reality we knew just a few hours before. Where we really need to be is right in the middle: aware that we have very different feelings about something, and both should be taken into account, the good and the bad.

When we are not in an emotionally heightened state, we can better know ourselves and how we truly feel. One helpful practice is to create a two-selves diary of sorts. Write to yourself when you’re in this emotionally heightened place so that you can refer to letters from your opposing-self reflectively, later on. Record the date, what has recently happened, and answer these questions:
  • How do you feel?
  • What are the objective facts of this situation?
  • What do you wish you could say/do?
  • What would you like to tell yourself in the future?
  • What are your hopes / what change would you like to have happen?
The answers recorded by these two sides can reveal a lot to you when you’re in an apposing place. What you might find is the same emotions and issues come up quite often. When you’re repeating the same feelings, it’s never less painful, but you can sometimes better decode the path to making sure your needs are better met in the future. When we hurt over a problem repeatedly, in the same way, we are usually experiencing a reaction that is old. Meaning, this feeling is imprinted into our emotional muscle-memory from childhood experiences. They are no less valid and no less real, but they are often narratives visible only to us: whoever is causing this feeling to come up in the external world is triggering that emotion and not immediately visible to the person that might have caused it.

When we can recognize the patterns in ourselves and identify what our needs are, we can also give those around us a translation guide to meeting those needs. We are also better able to understand and identify our triggers. We are all speaking our own very unique languages and it helps when we have a key that we can pass onto those we hold close.

Monday, June 23, 2014

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Goodbye ~ Hello

Goodbye second trimester ~ Hello third trimester!

Today is 27 weeks. Did you hear that? 27 is that possible? I remember finding out that I was pregnant just after the New Year and would find myself dreaming about being pregnant in June. How it seemed so far, far away...but here we are.

Yesterday I had another ultrasound and OB appointment. Yes, another. I'll be having ultrasounds at every appointment now to keep a close watch on baby boys growth. Having a marginal cord insertion means we get to take frequent peeks at baby. The best part...I'm now pregnant enough that having a full bladder is not necessary. Hooray for small victories!

Baby JaAdam looked perfect...2lbs 3oz and measuring perfectly on track. Cervix is long and closed. My OB is happy, I am happy. I'm up 19lbs from my pre-pregnancy weight, blood pressure was perfect and overall, I'm feeling pretty good. I'll have my next ultrasound and OB appointment in 3 weeks and then I'll see him every two weeks after that. This shit just got real yo! 

27 weeks in and I still feel like I'm on a steep learning curve. Maybe I missed the memo that the Pregnant Fairy left on my pillow or maybe these are lessons that every pregnant girl has to learn the hard way. Either way...I bring to you four facts 27 weeks of pregnancy has taught me....
  • I pee a ridiculous amount of times per day. I pee more in a day now than I peed in an entire week all together. Our water bill has increased ten-fold because of all the flushing going on around here. budget for toilet paper has greatly increased.
  • Forgetfulness flows through me like the sand through an hour glass. The days of my life can be summed up in two words: Pregnant Brain. I had something funny to also write here, but I forgot what it was.
  • I get out of breath doing just about anything now. Stairs? Forget about them. Show me the nearest elevator. What? No elevator? Carry me.
  • Google isn't always a pregnant girl’s friend. I can’t tell you how many times I've looked something up and based on what I read I’d swear I was either going into labor or that I had a rare disease only found in red frogs in the Amazon jungle. No joke.
With many weeks still to go, I'm sure the learning curve will continue but oh what fun it will be!

Those lips!

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

Did you know that you can buy a birthday cake if it's not your birthday? They don't even check your identification. 

Monday, June 16, 2014

Seven Things You Can't Say In Canada

Recently I was surfing when I should have been working on my course...I mean...I accidentally stumbled upon something while researching something for my course. Anyway...I came across this link and as a proud Canadian I was compelled to check it out...

7 Things You Can't Say In Canada

Really? There are seven things that you can't say in Canada? This is news to me and I live in Canada! Shocking. Now I'm interested. I need to read this this. I need to be prepared in the unlikely event that a non Canadian has the courage to utter one of these "Can't Say" things while standing on Canadian soil. Does this article also give tips and advice on what a Canadian should do if this happens? I hope so.

I present to you the 7 Things You Can't Say In Canada
  1. Margaret Atwood writes some awful books. 
  2. Recycling is a waste of time and money. 
  3. Only private enterprise can save health care. 
  4. David Suzuki is bad for the environment. 
  5. A National Daycare Program Won't Do a Thing To Help Poor Kids. 
  6. Group of Seven are overexposed genre painters. 
  7. The United States is the World's Greatest Force for Good.
As the ol' saying goes..."You learn something new every day".

What new thing did you learn today?

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

(Almost) Wordless Wednesday

My productivity at making progress on my Project Management course has gone down 43% since buying myself a swivel chair.

Retro Orange Swivel Chair by lemonyjen via Etsy

Monday, June 9, 2014

An Update

Here’s something I wasn't sure my pre-baby self ever thought I would say...I love being pregnant.

There’s a lot of responsibility on me to keep the show running, but I am more than happy to play that role. At nearly 26 weeks (25 weeks 4 days today), this baby is beginning to feel like a real baby. Not only can I feel him kicking all day long, but I can actually see him jolt my stomach! (If ever you want to kill thirty minutes straight by staring at a moving baby bump, come on over.) I feel like I’m in that sweet spot of still being able to live a normal life while simultaneously enjoying all the perks of pregnancy. Aside from intermittent bouts of nausea, having to use the restroom every fifteen minutes, and getting tired more easily than before, I feel pretty darn good. 

Despite feeling pretty darn good...there was a bump in the road this weekend. 

Adam left early Saturday morning for a day or rock climbing and I fully intended to stay in bed until noon! I was tired after getting up every 30-40 minutes to visit the ladies room (and yes, I have a ladies room...well more like his and her bathrooms) anyway...I was out of bed early and was feeling some low back pain and pretty intense pressure. "It's nothing" is what I kept telling myself but after a couple of hours with no improvement, I called a friend and had her take me to the hospital. 

I spent the day at Labor & Delivery hooked up to the monitors, baby and I being very well cared for the entire time. They did an exam as well as the fetal fibronectin test and a urine test. Turns out that I have a nasty UTI that was causing the pain and pressure. Lesson learned...a cranky bladder makes for an equally cranky uterus.

I was home with antibiotics on board by dinner time with instructions to rest, stay hydrated and go back on Monday for an ultrasound just to ensure that all was well with baby and a cervical length check. 

Today's ultrasound went really well...

Baby boy is measuring on track and weighs about 1lb 13oz. Cervix was measuring just above 3cm. Seeing baby boy just never gets old!

Every chapter of life has it’s perks, but this one seems to be especially sweet.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

When I Grow Up

Every child has various dreams about what they want to be when they grow up. Usually, it is things that thrill them in childhood. Things like pilot, astronaut, doctor, cowboy etc. As a very small child, I had a fantasy that I would grow up to be a cop...somehow, I found them chivalrous creatures at that point of time or maybe it's because I so vividly remember the police bringing my little brother Michael home when he slipped out the back door unnoticed to follow our mom to work. That was when I was five years the time I turned six, my goals in life had changed, refined and evolved.

I was perhaps a little more than six years old when my mother asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. My refined and evolved resolution to this problem was simple...I wanted to be a goat I'm sure there was laughter...there had to have been laughter! I remembered explained in searing maturity that as a goat, I would just travel the world, eat whatever could reach my mouth and poop wherever I want. 

I was a child then, I am a grown woman now...and today if I were to think what I really want to be...I would never say goat. I have grown, learned, matured, thrived and understood the perils of being a goat. Therefore, if today I could be something else, I would honestly want to be a lemur.

Lemur? Here’s why...

  • I understand how the food chain works - A lemur isn't at the top of the food chain but that is why it is harder for it to starve to death. It’s diet is moderate and abundant. Also, a lemur isn't a very big or nutritious creature as food, so it has lesser natural predators. It is a bit like butter, actually. You like the butter, you like to eat it too, but you can’t really consume a lot of butter at a time unless it is spread...on bread, that is!
  • I would jump, walk, climb, ride, and swing - A lemur can jump across trees, walk across plain land, climb trees, ride the breeze using leaves of trees and swing from branch to branch. In fact, Madagascar the movie shows us that lemurs can even dance with bears!
  • I would be naughty cute - I saw a documentary of Steve Irwin in Madagascar once; it said that the ring-tailed lemurs were the naughtiest of all species of lemurs. They would observe you from hiding, distract you sometimes, and very cold-bloodedly steal your assets while your attention was diverted!
  • Most importantly, I would still have hands shaped well enough to perform the squeezing action.
You see...there remains absolutely no joy in life if you are deprived of the ability to squeeze things! It's no secret to mankind that stress is relieved by the squeezing of those bouncy, elastic, spherical objects...those little stress balls that we often have in the corner of our desks in our offices. Sometimes I wonder what absolute genius it must have took inventors to figure out which exact action of the human hands was best equipped to relieve stress – men and women alike!

So there you have. What do you want to be when you grew up?

Old Ringtail Lemur by Super Boone Photo via Etsy

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

I Love Fruit & I Love Dessert...But...

I'm not sure if it's pregnancy or just one of those things but I have been thinking about dessert a lot a lot! My 'thing' as of late is vanilla ice cream with caramel sauce. I'm ashamed to admit it but this morning, I ventured out in the pouring rain, across town to buy 6 boxes of NestlĂ© Drumsticks. That's 24 drumsticks! There are a few desserts though that I feel might be more of a punishment then a treat.

Here's my list of desserts that are actually punishment...

  • Rice Pudding - Rice pudding had ONE job to do: Don’t resemble larvae of any kind. And it blew it. It totally blew it.
  • Biscotti -These could easily be used as weapons. That alone should disqualify them from dessert. Humans don’t even really have the jaw strength to bite into a biscotti. You’d need a lion or a bear to make a dent in one of these and even then they probably wouldn't even want it.
  • Ambrosia Salad - This (somehow?) walks the line between dessert and side dish, but it still manages to be the stuff of nightmares. Everyone’s favorite salad topping is maraschino cherries. And there’s really nothing more refreshing or necessary than combining Cool Whip with marshmallows. Person who invented this, WHY DID YOU DO THIS?
  • Assortment of Hard Little Cookies - These sirens have tricked you too many times. They look pretty and festive stacked on a platter. Deep down in your heart you know they taste like hard, crumbly garbage. But maybe this time it can be different. Maybe just once they will taste good. You fool. They will never taste good.
  • Peanut BrittleThis is great if you’re just tired of having teeth and don’t want them anymore.
  • Meringues - A layperson might think this is fancy French chalk that children are given to draw with on a chalkboard. Wrong! Surprise — it’s food!
  • Macarons - The problem with macarons is not their taste so much as the way they taunt you with their fanciness. They rub their fanciness right in your face. They think they’re better than you, or rather, they know they’re better than you. “I represent a luxurious lifestyle you could never possibly achieve,” the macarons whisper. Those little bastards.
  • Frozen Bananas - No. A chocolate banana can seem appealing but when you actually try to eat it, you basically freeze your mouth off. And then you’re left holding this stupid banana.
  • Fruit Cake - The ultimate clichĂ© in undesired dessert.

I think I'll stick to the Drumsticks...yummm!

Monday, June 2, 2014

Weekend Recap In Pictures

Adam's brother Jake, his girlfriend Monica and Adam's Dad Rick spent the day with us Saturday and what a wonderful day it was. The weather was lovely and suited perfectly for a day spent wandering downtown Ottawa. As always, the locks, Byward Market and downtown core did not disappoint. What was disappointing was my ability to walk long distances. I found myself needing to take frequent breaks and my pace was much slower then usual but despite that...I had a very lovely time. 

Another plus of a beautiful early dinner on an open upstairs patio of an Irish Pub.

Someone recently asked me if we were prepared for baby...this made me chuckle! The answer to that question is a resounding no but at 6 months pregnant, I feel like we still have a lot of time to prepare. We have the car seat, cloth diapers and a few outfits but until yesterday's purchase of a stroller...that's about it. I was 100% certain that I wanted the Quinny Moodd until we actually went and physically looked at strollers. Turns out, the Quinny is not what I wanted at all. When compared to the Baby Jogger City Versa GT, the Moodd just didn't stack up so the City Versa came home with us. I have to admit...I'm still amazed that baby gear for OUR baby is entering my's thrilling and exciting!

How was your weekend?

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