Daily Life, Pregnancy

Tuesday Update: Week 20

A peek at the past week (how I’ve been): Week 20 has been a rollercoaster. We’ve had some really great days (Liam is moving around like crazy, so that’s fun), but there’s been a lot of other stuff going on that’s been weighing on me (namely work issues, estate stuff, and the Christmas blues)

How far along am I? 21 weeks, 1 day.

I am thinking… about the holidays. It’s the first year in my life time that I won’t be spending any time this holiday season with someone from my immediate family. My sister and I can’t afford to travel, and obviously my parents are no longer with us, so it’s a hard change. Unfortunately, with money constraints and the up-coming renos, Pat and I won’t be doing much for celebrating at home either. I’m going to do some really minor decorating this coming weekend (Only things that are easily moved). We are going to Nana Jan & Cathy’s Annual Christmas Party (not my nana, but Liam’s ;) Jan is Pat’s BFF, and will be, along with her wife, Cathy,  an honourary Nana to our little ones) on the 17th, and have plans to spend Christmas day with S,K & their family. Hopefully, schedules will align and we’ll also be able to spend time with Pat’s family. It’s a hard year for everyone, and we’re all very busy. I hope we can make it work.

I am thankful for… understanding friends and family, who don’t judge us for our inability to afford gifts this year.

From the kitchen… Baking is the name of the game! Pat is participating in Movember at work. Yesterday they had a charity bake sale so I made a bunch of his chocolate chip cookies and gave my hand at sugar cookies for the first time, using this recipe. The cookies weren’t pretty, but any stretch (apparently, I need to learn how to frost things properly), but they were tasty.

Ugly, but taaaasty

Also, I gave a try to Crock Pot Lasagna on Friday. This Recipe was used, with this review kept in mind.

Our Reaction: It was ok. Didn’t feel like making it in a crock-pot saved me any time or effort. Also, we didn’t have any parmigiana cheese, so maybe that’s why it tasted a little bland? The recipe itself was a little confusing at times (how many noodles? Half the box? How? Lid on or off?). I felt the recipe did need more layers. Pat felt that it needed some oomf. Either a cheese with more flavour or a sauce with more kick. Overall, we ate it and enjoyed it, but it didn’t wow us.

I am wearing…bigger and bigger things. I’m almost out of my first couple of mat pants.

I am creating… A website! I’ve been doing some design work on a new front page for a family site. I’m hoping to eventually host family recipes, photos, this blog, and pages in remembrance of my parents. Also, I’ve volunteered to write for an Ottawa Mommy group called Ottawa Mommy Club. Here’s a list of my fellow bloggers.

I am going… to try to get some cleaning and laundry done this week.

I am reading… Dreamfever, by Karen Marie Moning, as recommended by Felicia Day. It is pure naughty urban fantasty fluff. Reminds me a lot of the True Blood series, but with the emphasis put on the fae.

I am hoping… that I gain some energy some where. I’m exhausted! Also, I hope a couple new creative ideas that I’m working on go well :)

I am hearing… More of the new Florence and the Machine. Have you heard about the controversy surrounding their new video? This is the video:

Apparently, there are people who find the video racist. Honestly, I’m a bit torn. I totally see what they were trying to convey (light vs. dark) but it does rub me the wrong way.

1- Does the world really need more voodoo stereotyping? Especially as a counterpoint to Christianity? Come on now. Do your research and learn about the connections there, learn about the faith before jumping to the “Scary Otherness Savagery”  portrayals. Seriously.

2- While I can see the point in using skin tone to portray the light vs. dark, you had to have known that wouldn’t be received well. There are other ways to capture that without bringing race into it.

So, artistically, I can appreciate it. I got the point, it was done in a pretty way. Bottom line? Definitely not a wise move for the band or anyone else involved in the creation of the video. Could have been done in a way that didn’t offend based on race or religion.

Around the house…A sick hubby and lots of laundry and dust hippos.

One of my favorite things…Prenatal yoga. I am trying to do it at home 3 times a week using this DVD. It is making a huge difference in my flexibility and my activity level. Also? Discount sites. Recently I’ve made use of BreakoutBras Grab Bag promotion for Nursing Bras. I got two lacy nursing bras for 35USD in my size (my size usually ends up costing me an arm and a leg. I’m currently a 36GG, but expect to be a 38 soon.). Sadly, one of them ended up being a little…err…unattractive. The important thing is they both fit well, they are constructed well and will serve me well as both a non-underwire bra for now and a nursing bra in the future.

A few plans for the rest of the week: Nothing! I have an appointment on friday for my back, but otherwise, we’re free. Yayyyy!
 Weight Gain: Total, about 9lbs. All of a sudden I gained 3lbs this week. Still within the normal and healthy range, so yay!
Baby in the Produce World: Last week we were a cantaloupe! Which sounds like its far too big to be true. Maybe just a little one? This week (week 21) I’m supposedly at banana.
 Movement/Signs of the Baby: Lots of huffing and puffing when climbing stairs, moving much slower these days, and definitely with more of a waddle.  Liam is a VERY active fella. I feel him a lot, especially after I eat.
Cravings and Aversions: Cravings:  MILK. I want it all the time. Even better when it’s paired with cookies.  Aversions: Fried eggs, ground beef. What else grosses me out? The smell of garbage, cigarette smoke and coffee mouth (You know, after someone has a Tim Horton’s coffee, that sour coffee smell? UGH)
Body Changes/Weirdness: Not much in the weird department. My belly is now in the way of my normal sitting positions, so that’s a bit of a pain. Also? I can’t see anything south of the border without moving belly or looking around it.
Other Random Babeh/Pregnancy thoughts: I got a call last week that my placenta is on the low side. This means that I’ll be given a bit more attention and will have to have another ultrasound around week 30. (end of January, early Feb) just to make sure everything is ok. Apparently, it’s nothing too serious, but it could turn into Placenta Previa which would require a C-section. The midwives are confident that it will move up to where it’s supposed to be and that everything will be fine, though. It also means that if I have any bleeding I do need to make a point to let them know that not only am I RH-, but I have a low placenta. Wooooo.
This whole thing has really made me think about my birth options and how much I really want a vaginal birth with as little intervention as possible. The idea of a C-Section is not appealing to me, at all. I totally understand why other people would choose to go that route, and how important the option is for those who require it, but I’m just starting to realize how much I don’t want one. Definitely something to think about some more, and really work through.
Also, this is why all the movement I do feel is really low and is usually only when I sit.
Daily Life

The Darkness before the Dawn

It’s been a strange weekend. Last week, on Tuesday, I met with the estate lawyer to discuss the final things that need to be done before we can finally move on from this. One of the massive pieces left is the final accounts for the estate. This task has been given to me, as I’ve been the keeper of the accounts all along. I had spent many hours putting something together and was feeling pretty confident in it when I arrived at the lawyer’s office after work that evening. I had no idea how far off I was. It’s sort of like thinking you will nail an exam and are totally when you walk into the room, and then once you see the exam, you see how screwed you really are.

What I had put together was sort of like an essay outline. It didn’t have nearly the amount of detail that was required of me. So, I was broken down and provided with lots of good tips on how to make it what it needs to be. I took that home and sort of poked at it a few times during the week. On Thursday, the Lawyer called and informed me that we needed this task mostly done for this coming week. Nothing like a deadline to get me going.

So, like tackling an essay for my very tough University program, I started with a plan. First, I would clean and reorganize the office (Always need a tidy place to work, otherwise I can’t focus.), then, I would go through everything I had from the estate. And I mean EVERYTHING. Photos, boxes of random crap, all the way up to the filing cabinet in my office. Why? Just to be sure I wasn’t missing anything. Then, once everything was tidy and organized, I would start. Good plan, right?

Me, in my final year of University, watching a lecture and working on essays. Super organized...right? Right.

Well, last week was rough. The lawyer’s appointment forced me to look at the whole estate business again. I had to go back and look at things that occurred the day Mum died, and onward. Then I got together with one of my oldest friends, Tyler. Tyler and I have known of each other since Grade 2 (we were in class together), but we weren’t actually in the same social group until Grade 9 (when I first crushed on him. He took me to the Grade 9 formal, as a favour to a friend), which brings up all sorts of nostalgia and thinking about our old group of friends and where we all ended up.

Tyler and I, a few years ago

Work continued to be difficult, and I was suddenly hit by major holiday blues. By the time Friday rolled around, I was emotionally spent. So, I took the day to clean our main floor and relax a bit. By Saturday, it was time to tackle the office, and get to work on the hard stuff. By the time I was done with the initial draft, I stared exhausted at the time – 1:30am.

Today I emailed the draft to the lawyer, with a ton of notes and a massive list of homework for myself left to do. I have to call a couple banks, wait for a response from an Investment group and hope that in the mean time, more drama doesn’t explode. I still have to figure out how to buy a week’s worth of groceries in between paycheques (after bills, meaning limited to non-existant funds), and get some baking done for a charity bake sale my husband is participating in.  I don’t feel like I’ve had a weekend at all. I’m so…spent. I just have to keep focusing on the positives:

  • The estate is almost done. The harder I work now, the sooner and the better the end will be
  • Once the estate is done, that drama is out of my life for good
  • In January we can wipe out the majority of our debt and start renovating our home

We will get there. I just need to fight through this last final stretch. The hardest stretch. The most thankless. I can do it.

Daily Life, Pregnancy

Tuesday Update – Week 19

A peek at the past week (how I’ve been): Week 19 was a  busy week! There was estate drama, family drama, work drama and some great news at the end of the week. Lots of highs and lows.

How far along am I? 20 weeks, 1 day.

I am thinking… about our big news. We’ve found out that we’re having A BOY! He is not shy in the least and made sure we had a nice good look at his goods. So, I’m wrapping my brain about having a son and how this makes him seem far more real to me now.

I am thankful for… modern technology that allows me to see my baby boy and hear his heart beat.

From the kitchen… Lots of cooking this week! I made my mother’s egg pie/crustless quiche, which was a massive hit. I also made another veggie Casserole for our friends’ Late/Fake Thanksgiving dinner party on Saturday.

I am wearing…bigger and bigger things. I’m almost out of my first couple of mat pants.

I am creating… Nothing right now. However, I have grand plans for baby knitting. Apparently, I want my little man to look like a tiny grandpa:

Probably as a first baby sweater for newborn? Yoda Sweater
My favourite of the bunch. Gramps, most likely in 6+ size for the fall
Tweeduboy, a lovely cabled sweater. Perhaps as a 0-3mo sweater?
A great cabled cardi. Another 6mo+

I am going… to meet with the estate lawyer this afternoon. Hopefully it’ll be a big step towards being done with this. Also, we’re having renos start some time in January, so we’re moving forward.

I am reading… Dreams Underfoot, by Charles de Lint. Darkfever, by Karen Marie Moning, as recommended by Felicia Day and American Rose.

I am hoping… that everything goes well with the lawyer and that we can start moving on with our lives.

I am hearing… Rockabye Baby mixes. What? I have to preview these things, right? (PS, Right now I’m LOVING them)

Around the house…Planning, plotting and estate stuff.

One of my favorite things…My snoogle. Seriously, I’m sleeping sometimes. This is a big improvement over almost never. Also? Prenatal yoga. I am trying to do it at home 3 times a week using this DVD. It is making a huge difference in my flexibility and my activity level.

A few plans for the rest of the week: Lawyer tonight, followed by catching up with one of my oldest friends, Tyler. Hopefully crock-pot lasagna tomorrow, and relaxing & cleaning this weekend.
Weight Gain: Total, about 9lbs. All of a sudden I gained 3lbs this week. Still within the normal and healthy range, so yay!
Baby in the Produce World: Last week we were a mango, this week we’re a cantaloupe! That explains why I feel huge, sore and tight.
Movement/Signs of the Baby: Definitely lots more movement and flutters. The u/s showed a baby boy who was kicking and punching, so I think we definitely have an active little one. Otherwise, I’m getting GIANT, all over the place. Also? I’m huffing and puffing, and feel like I have more in my chest than I’m used to. With a cantaloupe in my belly, I can’t say I’m surprised.
Cravings and Aversions: Cravings:  Avacados, quiche, milk and cookies.  Aversions: Fried eggs, some pastas. What else grosses me out? The smell of garbage, cigarette smoke and coffee mouth (You know, after someone has a Tim Horton’s coffee, that sour coffee smell? UGH)
Body Changes/Weirdness: As I mentioned up there, I’m getting giant. Some stretch marks on the girls, but not anywhere else (I have one on my right hip, but that’s it). I’m itchy all over, and my mat pants are getting tight around the belly.  Lots of random digestion issues. Also? Eczema and rashes are attacking with full force. I’ve been unable to wear my wedding rings because of a bad rash that’s developed underneath and beside them.
Other Random Babeh/Pregnancy thoughts: As I mentioned, baby is definitely A BOY! We’ve chosen his name and are making plans for his room and his arrival. Introducing the little man himself:
Baby Liam
It’s been strange, knowing the gender. I mean, obviously it’s great and exciting, however there are some surprising feelings as well. One, I hadn’t anticipated the slight let-down following sharing the news. It’s really one of the last big baby events before baby himself arrives (and the shower, which is in February). I just can’t believe we’re already half way through and that we know we’re having a little man. We’re sort of on the decline now, in terms of excitement and big news in the baby domain. The other thing is that Liam seems like so much more of a person now! I can actually start planning, shopping and taking action to welcome this little person into our lives. When we didn’t know, there was always this potential of either boy or girl, so we couldn’t really commit to any name, any dreams or expectations. Now, we can actually picture what life will be like and start making decisions. It’s so strange!
Other pictures from the 19th week:
19 weeks, 1 day
19 weeks, 4 days
Liam's profile. He reminds me of an alien or world of warcraft creature.
Daily Life

A fine line

This post has been bubbling around my mind for the last week or so. I apologize if this comes out as a stream-of-consciousness thing, rather than really clear points. I’m still pretty in the middle of it, so it’s hard to write it out without musing a bit.

I am the daughter of a very strong, well respected lady. My mother, Pat, was small in size, but full of piss and vinegar (as my father would say). People didn’t screw with my Mom. I never really saw her lose it on anyone, but she had a quiet confidence and really clear boundaries that everyone respected.

Pat - One hell of a woman

I remember hearing a story from her time with the RCAF (Royal Canadian Air Force). She only ever got as far as Captain, despite her long career with the military. When asked why, she responded that she loved being a nurse. She loved being in the OR and seeing interesting cases. She loved continuing to learn and marvel at the human body. She did not love, however, paper work. A promotion or a rise in rank would require a desk job, which would have been  miserable for her. Despite stepping on many toes and dashing many plans, my mother refused to leave surgery, and when the military couldn’t offer her more, she retired and went to a local hospital instead.

My mother was a spit-fire. She was everyone’s big sister, and somehow brought a family of feuding Sutherlands together during some really hard times. She had a look that shut the loudest of mouths, and a presence that terrified the crap out of all of my guy friends in high school. She didn’t put up with crap from anyone, including my father. An example:

My mother loved her version of camping (which was so far from roughing it, it was laughable. She owned a giant parking trailer, with three queen beds, a full kitchen, a full bathroom and a TV). Growing up, the trailer was parked at a site where I had friends, and where my Dad’s best friend camped. As years went by, we all stopped going up – except for Mum. She decided that she wanted to move the trailer to a site that suited her needs and where she had friends. I didn’t mind, but Dad was pissed. Even though he never went up he liked having the option to see his oldest buddy up at this campsite. Mum explained her side (She went up every weekend during the summer, Dad went maybe one weekend a season, she wanted friends to spend time with, Dad wasn’t as close with his friend anymore, etc…), Dad argued and eventually it came down to an ultimatum – If Mum moved the trailer, Dad would never go up again. So there. He was mighty pleased with himself, thinking that he had put a stop to that nonsense. The next summer, the trailer was moved to a much fancier park (The old one only had a natural lake and a corner store about 30 minutes away by foot. The new one? Man made quarry, a pool, a hot tub, a bingo hall, an icecream parlour and a store…plus, her besties all camped there). Mum loved it. I have never seen her happier then when she spent a summer at the trailer.

My Dad? Not impressed. Eventually, Mum would spend WEEKS at the trailer, always inviting him, but he always turned her down. She never backed down though. She refused to sit at home and mope like my father. She wanted to be out, having fun and spending time with her friends, so she went. Dad got more and more bitter about it, and she tried to convince him to come, but she never backed down (even when there were whispers that he wanted to leave her, because it’s not like she spent any time with him during the summer anyway. Oh Dad, you melodramatic boob). Eventually, I think , he spent maybe 2 weekends with her before he passed away.

So, the point of these stories? Aside from sharing how awesome my Mum was, I wanted to point out that she stood up for herself, knew when to put her foot down and stuck to her guns, even up against my father (who could pout and sulk with the best of them). Why? Because in my 28 years of life, no one ever called her a bitch. Now, this could have been out of fear. She was fierce when she was pissed. I just wonder what I’m doing wrong that I’m being perceived a completely different way.

When my mother died, the Sutherland family fell apart. Maybe it was because she was the glue that held us together. Maybe she brought out the best in everyone and kept us in line. I don’t know. It might be something as simple as grief and greed. No matter the cause, the family was split and with her death, I lost not only the children my father had from his first marriage, but their children, their friends, and, sadly, most of my Mum’s local friends (specifically one who was like an aunt to me, and was there, beside me, when Mum had her stroke in my arms). Why? Well, from what I’ve heard the common belief is that I’m a manipulative, greedy, pathetic, power hungry bitch.

It was a big family, once. (Not shown: one nephew and my Dad.) Faces not blacked out: Mum, Tracy, Me, Pat.

There have been many reasons given about why I’ve been treated the way I have been, and why this is the popular belief held by these people who have known me most of my life. I will certainly admit that I haven’t always been the picture of grace and civility since my mother died, however I don’t know anyone who could be. The issues that I’m dealing with now, however, are a bit tricky. We’re getting near the end, which is a wonderful amazing thing. There are a few things that are a Big Deal and my job as co-executor is to protect my sister and I during this process. That’s why I was chosen. So, I’ve been putting my foot down, and unfortunately, and not unexpectedly, the reaction hasn’t been good. People are PISSED.

Beyond the estate, I’m struggling with this in my daily life as well. I am a definitely a child of both my parents: I have my mother’s fire and stubbornness, but I also have my father’s deep well of emotions and sensitivities. I feel, and I feel strongly. I care very much what people think of me, and I’ve realized that I’ve done a lot and put up with a lot in my life for the sake of being liked. I don’t like causing waves, I don’t like bringing up difficult topics. For me, it seems to make more sense to suffer through, rather than put other people in a difficult position.

In my personal relationships, I have been pushed to the point of putting my foot down and in some cases, the result was the end of a relationship or friendship. In every case, I feel as though I did right by me, and that I’m happier for it today. (In one specific case, I had watched the fiance of a close friend treat her like shit for a long period of time. I told her she deserved better, and when I suspected that he was cheating, I told her. She chose to marry him anyway, and I stood up there with her as her maid of honour, because I supported her right to making her own decisions and her desire for happiness. Within months of the wedding, she was shocked to discover that he wanted an open marriage and that he had been seeing someone else. I provided her support, but told her I wouldn’t be involved in the separation. I could give her comfort, but I would not play spy or pick sides (I had close ties with the husband that I couldn’t break at the time. Didn’t make me happy, but it was complicated). This wasn’t good enough, and I was asked to choose sides on a number of occasions. I refused. I stood my ground and told her I needed space until the situation was resolved. Our friendship ended.  In another case, I had a friend who felt that when my parents were sick, she couldn’t handle that kind of heaviness in our relationship, so she asked me to hide that part of my life from her. She also felt that Pat wasn’t attractive enough or good enough for me. She told me this on many occasions and told me to leave him all the time. I refused to be a fair weather friend or listen to someone bash my boyfriend. I  ended the friendship. I don’t regret these decisions or the outcomes.

At work, like in many of my past jobs, I have not been treated very well. Pat is beside himself with me and the situation, because he is such a fighter. He can’t stand injustice or bullying. He faces it head on, for others and for himself. I have a really hard time defending or sticking up for myself, and often, I find myself completely miserable and beaten down because I’ve allowed things to get so bad (Often, people will continue to take advantage and stomp on you if they know they can get away with it, and will continue to do so until you break or are forced out).  Right now I’m in an especially perilous situation because I’m a part-time contract worker at a college that always has a ton of people looking for work and, of course, because I’m pregnant.  So, do I stand up for myself against permanent full time union members? Do I stand up to my manager, who could replace me in a matter of hours? Or do I keep my mouth shut and do my job for the next 4 1/2 months?

Me, ~20 y.o.

So, how do I balance this fine line between doormat and bitch? How do I learn from my mother and remain true to myself, despite immense pressure to be “nice”, “civil” and “easy-going”. I have learned, wrongly, over the years that to be happy I need to be liked. To be liked, I have to be the constant easy-going “Yes” person. I want to be respected. I want to be a person of integrity. I want to be happy, because whatever this is, it isn’t it. I am about to be a mother. I want to someone that my child looks up to. I want to be able to teach them that they are someone worth defending too.

Daily Life, Pregnancy

Tuesday Update

Holy Belly! Where did that come from?

A peek at the past week (how I’ve been): Very emotional. Yay for pregnancy hormones :P Poor Pat has had his hands full with me, for sure. There has also been some issues with the estate and at work, which is adding to my stress.  Also, I started having a really hard time sleeping, due to discomfort. Luckily, I managed to find a cheap used one of these:

Please welcome the ugliest pillow in the world - The Snoogle

As ridiculous as it looks, it is making a huge difference. Long live the Snoogle!

How far along am I? 19 weeks, 1 day.

I am thinking… About the midwife appointment and ultrasound that I have this week. Tomorrow I get to hear Baby’s heart beat (which is always a huge comfort) and then on Friday we find out if we’re having a boy or a girl!

I am thankful for… my snoogle, my friends and the patience my husband has for me and my moods swings.

From the kitchen… I’ve been trying! This week featured Martha’s Brussels Sprouts and Pasta dish.

I am wearing…Maternity clothes from the lovely S! She gifted me with all of her office stuff from her last two pregnancies. They are LOVELY and fit me perfectly.

I am creating… I started on my very own yarn wreath for the holidays. I’ve only finished the wrapping so far, but I love how it looks. It reminds me of birch bark.

Working on the wreath with Sam and Dean as company <3
Fully wrapped

Unfortunately, while I wait to add the adornments, Byron has decided to make the wreath into some sort of warm kitty nest.

Not quite kitty sized

But Byron makes it work

Somehow I think this is punishment because I won’t let him sleep on my belly any more.

I am going… to keep pondering what to do about a potential web space for me and the family stuff. Also, we have a “fake thanksgiving” dinner to attend this weekend, which will be fun.

I am reading… A few different things, actually. Dreams Underfoot, by Charles de Lint. One of my all time favourite books. I reread it at least once a year.  I’m also reading a biography on Gypsy Rose Lee, the Burlesque/Vaudeville performer called American Rose. I picked it up for my trip to New Orleans, but never got a chance to read it while I was there. I’m also reading Dead Reckoning by Charlaine Harris, which is the most recent True Blood/Sookie Stackhouse book.

I am hoping… that baby is doing ok. I’m always nervous before I hear the heartbeat or have an ultrasound. I also hope baby shows us the goods!

I am hearing… Lots of The Civil Wars lately. <3

Around the house…Cleaning and plotting. That’s about it.

One of my favorite things…Supernatural. I’ve gotten back into it and am in the process of finishing season 6.

A few plans for the rest of the week: Midwife appointment tomorrow, ultrasound on Friday (followed by LOTS of phone calls to friends and family), followed by Fake Thanksgiving on Saturday.
Weight Gain: Total, about 6lbs.
Baby in the Produce World: Last week (so, week 18) was Sweet Potato. This week (19) is Mango!
Movement/Signs of the Baby: Some flutters here and there, but it’s so hard to tell what’s baby and what’s not! Belly is definitely bigger though.
Cravings and Aversions: Cravings:  Still chocolate and avocados.  Aversions: Pork chops, ground beef. What else grosses me out? The smell of garbage, cigarette smoke and coffee mouth (You know, after someone has a Tim Horton’s coffee, that sour coffee smell? UGH)
Body Changes/Weirdness: Much like last week, I’m very itchy everywhere, especially the belly and the boobs. Also, I’m having lots of discomfort when I lie down, which necessitated the purchase of the Snoogle (which Pat has promised to steal when I’m not longer pregnant). Also, starting to get leg cramping and weird zings to my ladybits.
Other Random Babeh/Pregnancy thoughts: So can’t wait to find out if we’re having a boy or a girl. Everyone is so sure about boy, but part of me is holding out a tiny bit of hope for a girl. I really hope that one day, whether it be this baby or not, I have a little girl.
Other pictures from the 18th week:
18 Weeks! Holy Crap!
Daily Life, Pregnancy

Tuesday Update

Week 17

A peek at the past week (how I’ve been): Last week was a tough week, sandwiched between two periods of awesome. It started with the best customer service I’ve ever had, thanks to the Apple store in the Rideau Center. They completely replaced my water damaged iPhone 4 with a brand new one! I couldn’t believe it! And all because we were honest about what happened :) Then we had Halloween (which was date night for us. We went out to see the new Justin Timberlake movie, which was a nice distracting action movie with some incredibly attractive actors) and ended with a wonderful weekend (including some decluttering, spending time with friends and relaxing). The good definitely outweighed the bad.

How far along am I? 18 weeks, 1 day.

I am thinking… About the nursery, about how to share family photos, about the house and managing our finances.

I am thankful for… my friends <3

From the kitchen… We hosted dinner at our place for the first time in a loooooong time this past weekend. S, K and their baby, E, joined us on Saturday for baked pasta, garlic toast, and salad. We had a lovely time.

I am wearing…Maternity clothes from the lovely S! She gifted me with all of her office stuff from her last two pregnancies. They are LOVELY and fit me perfectly.

I am creating… A toque for the hubby, still. *hangs head in shame*

I am going… to continue working on the house this week and figure out what I want to do with my websites. You see, I used to own a domain (maevan.com). I also inherited my Dad’s family page (suth.org). I’m thinking about combining the two and hosting this page there, as well as a general family page. I want to host a bunch of family pictures I have (my Mum and her family growing up, my Dad growing up, my sister and I), but I’m not sure how yet.

I am reading… Dreams Underfoot, by Charles de Lint. One of my all time favourite books. I reread it at least once a year.  Also, my lovely friend Kit gave me a new pregnancy book that I’m loving. It really breaks down the pregnancy week by week, and is written in Canada, for Canadians. I can’t remember the name, but I’ll share it once I check at home.

I am hoping… that our renos will be started soon so that we can start prepping for baby! Also, I am hoping baby is safe and sound. We have our next midwife and ultrasound next week.

I am hearing… The new Florence and the Machine album. I’m a little torn. I LOVE some of the tracks, but others are very meh for me.

Around the house…Purging is the name of the game. This past week I went through boxes and boxes of family photos from my Mum, Dad and our combined families. So many photos!

One of my favorite things…My husband. He’s decided to join with the Movemeber movement. We haven’t taken any photos yet, but you can see his progress here.

A few plans for the rest of the week: More house work, some laundry, getting my flu shot, looking into website stuff.
Weight Gain: Total, about 6lbs.
Baby in the Produce World: Last week we were an onion, this week we’re a sweet potato.
Movement/Signs of the Baby: We actually had our first experience with movement on Saturday! Right after S, K and E left for the night, we were lounging on the couch when Pat poked my bellybutton. Right away I felt a weird…fluttering/bubbly/fish swimming feeling across my belly! I had some more fluttering bubbly fishie feeling yesterday during dinner as well.
Cravings and Aversions: Cravings:  Chocolate milk stands (my guess is that it’s the calcium, the tummy calming, and the magnesium). The weirdest addition is my sudden love of hot sauce. You see, I’m not a spice lover. I adore flavour, but not burn. I don’t like my food to fight back. All of a sudden, I am NEEDING Frank’s Red Hot Thick sauce on my plate for dipping for every meal. Also? Pineapple juice and avocados . Aversions: Pork chops, ground beef. What else grosses me out? The smell of garbage, cigarette smoke and coffee mouth (You know, after someone has a Tim Horton’s coffee, that sour coffee smell? UGH)
Body Changes/Weirdness: The belly continues to grow, and with it’s growth – ITCHY! Same goes for The Girls, which is much less appropriate to scratch in public. Also, it’s getting much harder for me to tie my shoes and bend over. Sleep isn’t going well, because I tend to toss and turn.
Other Random Babeh/Pregnancy thoughts: We’re currently debating attachment parenting. I am very pro, however the hubby is very much not. Same goes for cloth diapering. Not sure how we’re going to resolve this.
Other pictures from the 17th week:
Happy Halloween!
Happy Halloween! I made this shirt with a decal from Etsy and a shirt from Old Navy
Another Week 17 shot
Daily Life, Pregnancy

Tuesday Update

Week 16

A peek at the past week (how I’ve been): Mostly good! This past weekend, especially! I went in to the apple store on Saturday and was completely shocked by the amazing customer service. Dan, the best CSR in the world, actually gave me a brand new iphone 4 to replace my poor water destroyed one! Free of charge! Following that, we spent time baking, cleaning, and relaxing. Sunday we went to visit the amazing Kit (for any LSGers, KitDeepsky),her LW, Phae, and their week old baby girl,  Nyx. After a bit of a hang out, Kit gifted me with a bag of mat clothes, including the coveted and highly amazing WIP Rav shirt:

For my own little Work in Progress

She also gave me a box full of baby clothes! After that, we stopped by my BossLady’s neighbours, who were giving away a free high chair, free jolly jumper and free baby chair/vibrating bouncing thing. So awesome!

How far along am I? Depending on who you ask, but I’m going with 17 weeks, as of yesterday.

I am thinking… a lot. Dreaming and plotting for baby, considering our options, what we need, what we want, etc… Thinking about family and loss, and how life will be without our parents to help us. Plotting the nursery, for sure! In fact, I put together a little inspiration board today:

Keeping in mind that this is a “wow, that would be nice!” kind of board. I don’t have any of the things pictured. Also, it’s looking a little femme, so if we’re having a boy, we’ll have to balance that out a bit. Also, the green in the background was pulled from a picture of my craftroom a.k.a The Soon To Be Nursery. The colour is actually much brighter and with less grey. What we currently have:

-White floating IKEA shelves, which will stay in the nursery for storage.

-Below those shelves, we’ll be putting a dresser which will also serve as a change table. Right now it’s a light yellowy oak colour, but we’re planning on sanding it down and painting it. Any colour suggestions? Pat was thinking a dark brown to match what we want for the crib. I’m also going to change the pulls, if we can afford it. Not sure what I want. It really depends on what we paint it:

I am thankful for… The Vitamin C lozenges that I’m allowed to have. They completely take away my nausea.

From the kitchen… My first ever shepard’s pie! I know, I know. It’s nothing fancy, but I’m still proud of myself.

I am wearing…Maternity clothes! Looking forward to wearing my new duds from Kit!

I am creating… A toque for the hubby, and not much else.  Plotting baby projects (another post to come)

I am going… to be hosting S, K and the kids for dinner this weekend!

I am reading… The Wise Man’s Fear by Patrick Rothfuss (SO GOOD)

I am hoping… that things calm down at work. There’s been lots of drama and its not been good for my peace of mind.

I am hearing… The new Florence and the Machine album, which came out today. A taste:

Around the house…Purging is the name of the game. Especially with guests coming this weekend, I’m trying to keep things tidy.

One of my favorite things…Apple Butter! I’ve never had it before, but we picked some up at the orchard over Thanksgiving weekend. I LOVE it.

A few plans for the rest of the week: Working on the house. Sorting through and washing the baby clothes.
Weight Gain: Total of about 5lbs.
Baby in the Produce World: This week we’re an onion. Can’t remember what it was for 16…sorry ;)
Movement/Signs o’ Baby: Nothing yet, but I’m looking forward to it starting :)
Cravings and Aversions: Cravings: fudgecicles, hot wings chips, spicy things.
Body Changes/Weirdness: Started getting some round ligament pain this week and I’m having a really hard time getting comfortable in bed. Lots of aches and pains.
Other Random Babeh/Pregnancy thoughts: Things are feeling really REAL this week. Having a highchair in the trunk of the car, and box of newborn clothes and knowing that in 17 days we’ll know if its a boy or a girl…we’re almost at the half way point! EEP