Thursday, May 27, 2010

feeling hot hot hot

this week has been busy busy and it's not slowing down. I have exams next week so I'm in full study mode.
This week the temperature climbed above 32°C and the humidex was unbearable. We installed our a/c:s and had picnics on the bed just to cool down a little.

The belly is growing the baby is moving and I'm feeling better.

More when I have more time.

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

first brush with death.

W has just discovered death.
The other day we were walking back home from daycare and we found a dead bird on the sidewalk. W wanted to pick it up but I told him no (eww bacteria) and said the bird was dead. The words were out before I had even time to think about what I was saying and I regretted it immediately. "What's dead mommy?" asked W.
Wow tricky, how will I get out of this one without traumatizing the wee one for life.
"Hmm honey, it's.... "
W interrupted me and continued
"Is it sleeping?"
Sleeping is good,
"Yes honey it's sleeping, it'll be sleeping for a long time" (regretting that one straight away to I don't want him to be afraid of sleeping)
"Is it going to fly away, mommy?"
"No darling, it won't fly anymore"
"Why not? What's going to happen to it?"
"Well, it probably had an accident and flew in to something so it won't fly anymore and now it's dead and someone (not us) will come and bury it"
"What's bury it, mommy?"
"It's when you put something or someone in the ground. But it won't be stuck underground forever it'll go somewhere else where other birds are" Boy am I rambling at this point.
"OK mommy"

And that was it, he then talked a bit more about the dead bird that was sleeping on the sidewalk and he wanted to go back and see it the next day. Luckily it was gone.

How do you talk to an almost three year old about death without scaring them?

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

the maybe?

I think it's finally happened... the nausea is going away. Unfortunately it's been replaced by daily headaches but you know... you can't win them all!
Anyways. I had a doctors appointment yesterday at 9.30 am. I showed up early since I was late the last time I was there and since I had decided to walk there. The walk was much quicker than anticipated mostly because I found a nice back entrance through the woods on the side of Mount Royal. So early I was. I went and sorted out my hospital card since I had gotten a new medical insurance card since my last visit and then I went upstairs... or is it downstairs... that building is confusing. The entrance is on the fourth floor and my doctor on the second so downstairs it is.
I checked in at the reception weighed myself and left them a nice pee sample then I settled down in one of their uncomfortable chairs to read some school work. It was 9 am.
At around 10.30 I got to go in to see the nurse and answer all the regular questions and so on. I then went back to the waiting area to wait for the doctor. At noonish I had finished my school work and was getting seriously stressed out because I had promised I'd pick up W from daycare at 1 pm. I called J who gave me an earful about how important it was for him to be early for work and how useless I was being waiting for the doctor to see me. I hung up on him and turned the phone off. I then spent some time fantasising about drop kicking that stupid woman hogging my doctors precious time. At 12.25 I called J back and told him I would try to reschedule my appointment, he told me not to since I had already spent all day waiting around. I hung up on him again because I was finally being called in to see the doctor.
Once in the office I calmed down a bit and after answering some questions and talking about my headaches I was told to get on the bed so he could do a quick scan... A scan again I got to see my baby again so soon!
I was very excited and told my doc how much I want to know if it's a boy or a girl. He asked me what I thought it was. I lied and told him it's probably a boy (I secretly thought it was a girl but I didn't want to let myself hope). He laughed and said I didn't sound too excited about that. I told him the truth that since I already have a boy it would be a lot of fun with a little girl and besides since I'm only having two kids if I have a boy this time I will never have a little girl.
He laughed some more and told me that he does not think it's a boy. He thinks it's a girl. He then showed me the three white spots that are connected by a thin white line that are supposedly tell tale signs that the babe is in fact a girl.
It's probably a GIRL!

Now J takes this news as "alright it might be a girl but I'm not convinced" whereas I am more in the "oh my gosh it's a girl it's a girl"
We'll find out with a little more certainty in 5 weeks at our second scheduled ultrasound with the ultrasound technician but until then I will be browsing the girl section at the baby store!
To keep you guys from getting too bored with my ramblings I have also posted a couple of photos.

The hospital where new baby will be born


Rainbow around the sun


Just sittin' in a tree


The first ice-cream of the season!

Oh and another thing. Since Friday last week we are now a pacifier free house! It's been better than anticipated and W has been a real champ.

Saturday, May 8, 2010

Mother's Day

Tomorrow is mother's day. My last mother's day as a mother of one. My little prins has given me two gifts so far, one he made at daycare and one he and his daddy made today. The one he made at daycare is a bag of lavender with a flower and a painted hand print, it's beautiful. The one he made today is a box called "All the reasons I love mom" and it's full of little notes explaining why he loves me. It makes my eyes tear up to read it. Granted I am crazy hormonal these days so it might just be that.
Little baby in the belly is still making me sick sick sick and I'm seriously hoping that will stop soon. I am fully in my second trimester as of tomorrow and things should really be getting better.
In other news my plans for a trip to Sweden this summer are currently on hold since I cannot get a more specific date for my citizenship ceremony (if they do allow me to become a Canadian citizen) than "probably in a couple of months". If I miss the ceremony that would be very bad so I just can't plan anything until I know and that might not be until the week before the ceremony. Sometimes bureaucracy sucks!
Been thinking of posting some photos soon as well but I've been so tired that I just can't be asked but one of these days I promise I'll try to get some pics up of W and of the belly. My aim is to do weekly shots of my belly as it starts to grow properly. Another day.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

week 15

this week has been a little bit of a set back when it comes to the feeling better part. I've been nauseous and sick for most of it. On the upside though I am eating better these days and I think that this weeks barfing combined with the somewhat better diet has made my weight gain slow down or stop or maybe even reduce a little.
The belly is starting to show a little and I now look like I'm a bit chubby and not at all preggers.
What else can I tell you... hmm I've started my quest of getting W to give up his pacifier before his birthday in a month. So far not so good. We've talked about how big kids don't need pacifiers and we've talked about the pacifier fairy who's going to bring him a gift when he's ready to give up the pacifier but every time I ask him if he's ready yet he tells me in his southern American accent (that I have no idea where he picked up) that: "Not tonight, Mama"