So I have some catching up to do!! This one might be a short post, but looking at my history, I rather doubt it! I seem to be a bit long winded don't I? I have been collecting material! I have a few posts I've been writing in my head for a while, but I just don't seem to get them typed out. One of them will require a great deal of refining!
Odd things - Pregnancy.
Remember Ms fears? Specifically the sneezing out of the babies? Well that hasn't happened, worry not dear reader! The babies seem quite secure and happy where they are! But my sneezes have become a little traumatic for everyone! Mostly because my belly button pops out when I do. It hasn't stayed out....so far.
My daughters have decided they are no old enough for coffee. Before this week I could drink maybe one cup of coffee, over a long period of time. It just didn't taste good. It didn't make me ill or anything, it was just unappealing. Now I'm starting to love it again. So they think they're all grown up.
The most sore part of my body? My knees. They have been doing A LOT more work these last few weeks and are not happy about it. Soon I will be rolling everywhere just to save my knees the pain of standing up or sitting down.
I had an ultrasound on Thursday and was shocked at how close to my spine the technician had to go to get the pictures she wanted. Apparently EVERYTHING in my middle is baby. Well. Babies.
My hands have stopped falling asleep, but it hurts to make a fist. They are not swollen, just sore fingers. I have no idea if it's pregnancy related or not, but everything in my life is qualified by my pregnancy, so I'm going with yes.
My belly makes a spectacle of itself everywhere I go. I was looking at an apartment for my sister a while ago (a 4th floor walk up) and there was this 20ish girl on the tour with us. She asked in a sing-song voice "OOOOOOOO! And how far along are YOU!?" Really? Was I supposed to sing back at her? But you know what? As of Friday...the day I was supposed to put this post up...I had not been mauled by any strangers yet! :)
Odd Things - My Son
Can you say selective hearing?
Me: "Ooo, come look at your sister's hair, she looks like an adult!" X: "All nurses are adults mom."
Me: "Jerk of a driver not using his signal." X: "The rider has a splinter?"
And the math questions! "What's forty six hundred nine?" And he gets upset when I don't understand what he's asking?!
And his sense of timing. "Dad! We haven't played this in 20 years!"
And he misses A. He's been asking about her, we'll have to drop by and visit later this week. We have to return a plate anyway. :)
Odd Things - Random
This video almost made me go into labour.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Sorta Sad
Today is sort of a sad day here. It is the first non-holiday day that we have no A. All we get to do now is wait for our own "Princesses in Training" to arrive! We had a great time practicing our caring-for-little-girls skills on A, and have slight to no hope that our own will be as well behaved! I have slightly more hope that X will not try to ignore ours as much as he attempted to ignore A, but that is apparently poor remembering on my part. My little sister feels that I could have been nicer to her growing up! :)
The last week with A was certainly eventful! She learned the signs of us getting ready to go for a car ride and decided to help by opening the front door. She did not leave, just slightly opened the door and yelled for us to hurry up (according to X anyway)!
When X decided to ignore her he would go into his room, shut the door and play with toys that A is not big enough to play with, such as marbles and lego. A learned that if she knocked long enough, he would come out again. This made her extremely happy. He could not understand why she wanted to sit on him, pull his hair, play with whatever he was playing with, etc. We tried to explain that she believes he's super cool, but he just wouldn't believe it.
On her last day A's Mom was kind enough to send the messiest lunch that was not cutlery-friendly. 14 month old princesses do not like cutlery. If there are bits of food big enough to grab, cutlery is dismissed completely. Oh. And she doesn't like to have her face washed.
As an added bonus our family was invited over to A's house for a BBQ this weekend. We had a great time together, plus I got to direct A to her Daddy for a diaper change! We are totally looking forward to some play dates! A must practice being the big sister, don't you think? Muahahaha.
The last week with A was certainly eventful! She learned the signs of us getting ready to go for a car ride and decided to help by opening the front door. She did not leave, just slightly opened the door and yelled for us to hurry up (according to X anyway)!
When X decided to ignore her he would go into his room, shut the door and play with toys that A is not big enough to play with, such as marbles and lego. A learned that if she knocked long enough, he would come out again. This made her extremely happy. He could not understand why she wanted to sit on him, pull his hair, play with whatever he was playing with, etc. We tried to explain that she believes he's super cool, but he just wouldn't believe it.
On her last day A's Mom was kind enough to send the messiest lunch that was not cutlery-friendly. 14 month old princesses do not like cutlery. If there are bits of food big enough to grab, cutlery is dismissed completely. Oh. And she doesn't like to have her face washed.
As an added bonus our family was invited over to A's house for a BBQ this weekend. We had a great time together, plus I got to direct A to her Daddy for a diaper change! We are totally looking forward to some play dates! A must practice being the big sister, don't you think? Muahahaha.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Odd Things 13 - Amendment
I have been charged by my husband to add a little information to yesterday's post. When I blog about him specifically, I usually tell him what I wrote as he doesn't actually read my blog. He just walks by, sees odd pictures, and makes comments. So last night I told him that I listed his odd fears. He takes exception. He does not feel these fears are odd at all and wants me to fully explain why they are not odd.
I have never fallen in the shower.
I have fallen in a hole.
I have fallen while walking with no visible obstacles in my way.
I did faint when I was pregnant with X at the top of some stairs, but I did call him first to make sure he would be there to help me.
I have never sneezed babies out, but his theory: "There's still time."
X was not early. They induced me 8 days after my due date and he still didn't feel ready so at 9 days overdue I had an "emergency" c-section. But twins are different and other people have M a little paranoid.
M used to love horror movies. He blames me for not enjoying them anymore, because I can't handle them. He anticipates my fear apparently, and the manifestation of belly bursters would be the final straw.
There. I feel I have explained fully. I'll let you know if any of his fears become reality! Have a great weekend!!
Friday, July 29, 2011
Odd Things 13
So many odd things this week!
I'm 30 weeks pregnant! Doctor says we're delivering at 38 weeks. That means only 8 weeks left of having 1 child!
If I put my hand on my belly it feels like there are tennis balls moving around in there! It used to feel like golf balls. Their feet, knees, bums, and so on, have grown!
I'm only able to sleep 2-3 hours at a time at night before I have to fully wake up so I can change position. This includes flopping around like a fish and sometimes elbowing M in the back.
My maternity clothes no longer meet in the middle. So that's sexy. My "Baby on Board" tank top looks like a tragic midriff-baring train wreck. Complete with train tracks. ;)
The swelling. Oh the swelling! I have to keep my feet up as much as possible. Which I do! So we have this old school toy box from M's childhood that we're using as a coffee table. It has a ridge design. When I used it the other day as a foot rest my leg looked like I'd lost part of it to a shark because of the HUGE indent left in the swelling! Again, so sexy.
This is an evil creature:
They are RAMPANT up here right now. But I have never fully understood the extent of their evil genius before! Do you know where they are biting me? On my ankles! Can I reach my ankles? No! But M can. Sure he can. And takes great pleasure in showing me how easy it is to reach his ankles and relieve the itchiness!
But enough about me. Let's discuss the oddness of other people in my life! M has some odd fears. Well, I guess the fears aren't really THAT odd, but it's odd how these fears seem to be forefront in his mind all the time!
I'm 30 weeks pregnant! Doctor says we're delivering at 38 weeks. That means only 8 weeks left of having 1 child!
If I put my hand on my belly it feels like there are tennis balls moving around in there! It used to feel like golf balls. Their feet, knees, bums, and so on, have grown!
I'm only able to sleep 2-3 hours at a time at night before I have to fully wake up so I can change position. This includes flopping around like a fish and sometimes elbowing M in the back.
My maternity clothes no longer meet in the middle. So that's sexy. My "Baby on Board" tank top looks like a tragic midriff-baring train wreck. Complete with train tracks. ;)
The swelling. Oh the swelling! I have to keep my feet up as much as possible. Which I do! So we have this old school toy box from M's childhood that we're using as a coffee table. It has a ridge design. When I used it the other day as a foot rest my leg looked like I'd lost part of it to a shark because of the HUGE indent left in the swelling! Again, so sexy.
This is an evil creature:
They are RAMPANT up here right now. But I have never fully understood the extent of their evil genius before! Do you know where they are biting me? On my ankles! Can I reach my ankles? No! But M can. Sure he can. And takes great pleasure in showing me how easy it is to reach his ankles and relieve the itchiness!But enough about me. Let's discuss the oddness of other people in my life! M has some odd fears. Well, I guess the fears aren't really THAT odd, but it's odd how these fears seem to be forefront in his mind all the time!
He fears I'll fall in the shower.
He fears I'll fall in a hole.
He fears I'll fall while walking.
He fears I'll faint and he won't be there to catch me.
He fears I'll sneeze and the babies will come out.
He fears the babies will randomly decide to come early.
I think he secretly fears the babies will try to come out the side and become legit belly-bursters.
I think he secretly fears the babies will try to come out the side and become legit belly-bursters.
X has one fear. He fears his position in life will be erased when the babies come. Lately I've been reminding him that the babies are his too, and that they will love him. I think he's starting to feel a little better about it.
X's other oddness still revolves around Justin Bieber. Sigh. But apparently before this morning he was not convinced that the Biebs was real. I guess he was slotted with cupid and the Easter Bunny.
Random odd thing: I find it very odd that tattoo artists need not know how to spell.
That's all for now!
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Medical Politics!
How I wish we could all just get along! Really! But apparently we can't. This office tells me that office is terrible and that office tells me the next office is worse! Let me tell you a story. I don't think I mentioned my trip to public health, but if I did, sorry. I'll try to keep it short.
I went to public health a few weeks ago. I was in the neighbourhood, waiting for the garage to be done with my car (what a fiasco THAT was), so I dropped in to see if I could get an appointment with a lactation consultant. I nursed X until he was 9 months, I plan to give it a go with twins, but as I've never nursed two at a time before, I have some questions! I wasn't expecting to talk to anyone, just get an appointment. The receptionist had me sit in the waiting room while she called for someone to talk to me, and a few minutes later a nice lady came out to call me back to her office. After some hmmmingh and hawing, she explained there is no lactation consultant employed by public health here. I'd have to drive 5 hours south. Why they could not tell me that at reception, I do not know.
She did have some "helpful" information though. Not only did she give me websites (like I hadn't searched them already) she was so kind as to inform me that the nurses at this hospital will steal my babies and formula feed them without my knowledge and then they'll never go back to the breast again. Awesome. She then further explained that it would be best if I went into labour before 36 weeks so they would ship me down to Edmonton. Then I could feed them with a syringe and pump in my room. But at least I would be away from the evil nurses up here. Then I asked a question that forced her to admit that she'd never visited the maternity ward here, and didn't really know how it was set up. After clearing my throat of the unkind words that arose I thanked her for her time and left.
On the other hand, my family doctor warned me that the support staff at my OB office was useless and mean. Good. I look forward to it. Not that I've had a super experience with the support staff in her office either! So yesterday I had another appointment with my OB. 3 weeks ago I was there for 4 hours, yesterday my wait was 2 hours for a 10 minute visit. But boy does he ever pack a lot into the visit! He assured me all my swelling and discomfort is normal, did a mini-ultrasound to look at the babies' heads, (both look good, he's happy), and called the head of the radiology department to get me in for a "growth scan" ultrasound. Remember, I'm high risk because I'm old. ;) When he got off the phone he explained that he's always had great success in getting things done while being nice! And he is a very friendly sort of guy. His secretary promptly informed me that the radiology dept. is picky, so wait until today to call for an appointment.
From the very nice girl on the phone in booking I learned this morning that they have not yet received any paperwork. They have a sticky from the head of the dept. telling them to expect the paperwork and have some instructions from him, but no order yet. So I call the office and low and behold....it has not been faxed yet. Grrr. Here's hoping that at some point the Doctor's mode of operation will rub off on his staff!
Now all 4 of these offices work for Alberta Health Services. Why are they not all on the same page? Frustrating.
Oh, the other thing the doctor told me is that we will be booking my c-section for 38 weeks, so that counter over on the right of the page? Subtract 14 days!! That means 59 days! Oh boy.
I went to public health a few weeks ago. I was in the neighbourhood, waiting for the garage to be done with my car (what a fiasco THAT was), so I dropped in to see if I could get an appointment with a lactation consultant. I nursed X until he was 9 months, I plan to give it a go with twins, but as I've never nursed two at a time before, I have some questions! I wasn't expecting to talk to anyone, just get an appointment. The receptionist had me sit in the waiting room while she called for someone to talk to me, and a few minutes later a nice lady came out to call me back to her office. After some hmmmingh and hawing, she explained there is no lactation consultant employed by public health here. I'd have to drive 5 hours south. Why they could not tell me that at reception, I do not know.
She did have some "helpful" information though. Not only did she give me websites (like I hadn't searched them already) she was so kind as to inform me that the nurses at this hospital will steal my babies and formula feed them without my knowledge and then they'll never go back to the breast again. Awesome. She then further explained that it would be best if I went into labour before 36 weeks so they would ship me down to Edmonton. Then I could feed them with a syringe and pump in my room. But at least I would be away from the evil nurses up here. Then I asked a question that forced her to admit that she'd never visited the maternity ward here, and didn't really know how it was set up. After clearing my throat of the unkind words that arose I thanked her for her time and left.
On the other hand, my family doctor warned me that the support staff at my OB office was useless and mean. Good. I look forward to it. Not that I've had a super experience with the support staff in her office either! So yesterday I had another appointment with my OB. 3 weeks ago I was there for 4 hours, yesterday my wait was 2 hours for a 10 minute visit. But boy does he ever pack a lot into the visit! He assured me all my swelling and discomfort is normal, did a mini-ultrasound to look at the babies' heads, (both look good, he's happy), and called the head of the radiology department to get me in for a "growth scan" ultrasound. Remember, I'm high risk because I'm old. ;) When he got off the phone he explained that he's always had great success in getting things done while being nice! And he is a very friendly sort of guy. His secretary promptly informed me that the radiology dept. is picky, so wait until today to call for an appointment.
From the very nice girl on the phone in booking I learned this morning that they have not yet received any paperwork. They have a sticky from the head of the dept. telling them to expect the paperwork and have some instructions from him, but no order yet. So I call the office and low and behold....it has not been faxed yet. Grrr. Here's hoping that at some point the Doctor's mode of operation will rub off on his staff!
Now all 4 of these offices work for Alberta Health Services. Why are they not all on the same page? Frustrating.
Oh, the other thing the doctor told me is that we will be booking my c-section for 38 weeks, so that counter over on the right of the page? Subtract 14 days!! That means 59 days! Oh boy.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Baby Shower!
This Saturday past I went to a baby shower, for me! Hooray! We are still going to the crazy-friendly, mostly Nigerian church. There are some things that I could wish for, like other kids, but really, they have been so friendly and welcoming and excited to see us all the time, they really gave us no choice but to be part of the church. To cap it all off, they threw a shower for me!
This is me and my belly at 29 weeks at my shower. :) We had a great time! The food was fantastic, but it was Nigerian, so I made mom taste everything first! Usually, I'm not picky at all (obviously) but I had learned my lesson on Friday at book club! That's right folks! 2 nights out for this mama. At book club I had one piece of pepperoni. One. All night I thought I was going to die from heartburn. I actually ended up sleeping sitting up for a while. So that's why I had mom by my spice-o-meter! I stuck with the fruit, cheese and cashews! It was great!
The gifts were also great! Clothes and blankets and diapers and a bag and chairs! So good! There was even a gift for my husband! A's mom gave him a nose plug and New Zealand scented febreeze! I don't know how you can fit the smell experience of a whole country in one bottle, but I've never been, so I believe them! :) A's dad is from New Zealand, hence the connection there. Smelly diapers are sort of a running joke. You see there are times when M will watch X and A while I go to a doctor's appointment. The first time he did this for me coincided with the end of a 3 day poop strike A was on. Apparently 5 minutes before she went home. I didn't even try to keep the laughter in. My poor husband! But he hasn't quit yet!
This is me and my belly at 29 weeks at my shower. :) We had a great time! The food was fantastic, but it was Nigerian, so I made mom taste everything first! Usually, I'm not picky at all (obviously) but I had learned my lesson on Friday at book club! That's right folks! 2 nights out for this mama. At book club I had one piece of pepperoni. One. All night I thought I was going to die from heartburn. I actually ended up sleeping sitting up for a while. So that's why I had mom by my spice-o-meter! I stuck with the fruit, cheese and cashews! It was great!The gifts were also great! Clothes and blankets and diapers and a bag and chairs! So good! There was even a gift for my husband! A's mom gave him a nose plug and New Zealand scented febreeze! I don't know how you can fit the smell experience of a whole country in one bottle, but I've never been, so I believe them! :) A's dad is from New Zealand, hence the connection there. Smelly diapers are sort of a running joke. You see there are times when M will watch X and A while I go to a doctor's appointment. The first time he did this for me coincided with the end of a 3 day poop strike A was on. Apparently 5 minutes before she went home. I didn't even try to keep the laughter in. My poor husband! But he hasn't quit yet!
Friday, July 22, 2011
Bom bom BOMMMMMMM!
I have to tell you a story. I've been holding it in for a couple of weeks, but I don't think the story is going to get any better. It has reached it's climax, so I must now share.
We have new neighbours! Since we moved here in January only 3 units out of 8 have been unoccupied in our building. In April our next door neighbours moved leaving us the only occupants on the ground level! This gave X access to the entire "backyard," but very lonely. 2 weeks ago we noticed a couple of young girls hanging around. They would ride their bikes passed our windows in the back while casually glancing in, or hang around in the front yard for a while. We hadn't noticed any moving truck anywhere in the complex, so we were a little confused. Turns out this family moved in right next door, but as is common up here, they have to wait a couple of weeks for their moving truck to arrive.
This is very exciting news. 2 little girls living right next door! One 8 and one 4, we'll call them K and S. After two weeks of neighbourly action this is how I see them:
Muahahahaha! Yep. I'm the evil witch! No I have not tried to lure them into my oven, nor have I offered them any poisoned apples.
If you are my "friend" on facebook, you may recall my post about grounding X for the first time. And the next day I grounded him for the second time. And the next day I grounded him for the third time. The day after that his grandparents were here, so you can't ground him, but boy did I yell.
The first three incidents involved X getting completely soaked, sneakers included, after we told him no more water. I know, water is a hard thing for kids to resist in the summer, but I'm still the boss. The third was general dangerous behaviour; jumping off of the deep freeze on our back deck. Again, after a warning.
The "yelling incident" takes a little background information to get the full effect. One day before all the grounding the girls came over to watch some cartoons. X, at one point, decided that he needed to give them a tour of our apartment...even though they live in the same set-up next door, only in reverse. He opened closets, and the laundry room, and was on his way to my room when I stopped him. I told him that since he wasn't allowed to hang out in my room, neither were his friends, so they didn't need to see it.
On "yelling day," as I mentioned, my in-laws were here. A's parents came for her early, and I wanted out of the house! So I told X he could play outside while I was gone because M and his step-dad were working on the car. I went shopping. With my mother, and my mother-in-law. With my big belly. A)I did not take enough breaks for my big belly. B)The topic of choice was menopause. I'll let you in on a secret. I'm not experiencing menopause at this moment. It's not even on my radar screen really. I did buy some cool stuff though. :)
When we got home I was in desperate need of feet-up action. As I walked into my house I heard this strange noise...coming from my bedroom! I opened the door, and low and behold there is the air mattress that we had set up for my in-laws on my bed, on the air mattress are the 2 girls from next door bouncing away! X is wedged between the air mattress and the wall playing his guitar serenading these vixens from next door! Where is my husband? Outside working on the car still!! Also, there is ceiling spackle crap all over the mattress and the blinds are messed up, and my books have been tossed on the floor.
So I yelled. "Out. Out. OUT!!!" Boy did those girls run. X, who is old hat at my yelling, was all "but mom, we just..." "No. Not until I talk to your father to see if the rules changed while I was gone! Out!" Haven't had the girls in since really. They still play outside, and press their noses to my windows, and play with X outside...I'm just not ready for the in-house visits yet!
Oh, and the rule had changed slightly. They were supposed to be watching a cartoon in the living room. Lesson: Don't think a 4, 5, and 8 year old will be responsible enough to be left in the house! Even if the 5 year old would be responsible enough if he was not showing off for girls! Good times.
We have new neighbours! Since we moved here in January only 3 units out of 8 have been unoccupied in our building. In April our next door neighbours moved leaving us the only occupants on the ground level! This gave X access to the entire "backyard," but very lonely. 2 weeks ago we noticed a couple of young girls hanging around. They would ride their bikes passed our windows in the back while casually glancing in, or hang around in the front yard for a while. We hadn't noticed any moving truck anywhere in the complex, so we were a little confused. Turns out this family moved in right next door, but as is common up here, they have to wait a couple of weeks for their moving truck to arrive.
This is very exciting news. 2 little girls living right next door! One 8 and one 4, we'll call them K and S. After two weeks of neighbourly action this is how I see them:
Only, replace the fence with my back deck sliding doors. And they are much younger than the couple seen here. I'm really not exaggerating here. I will look up and there will be noses pressed up against my screen door! No sound...just watching. Sometimes when we go out to our car, or for a walk I will see those same noses pressed up against their window watching. When A's mom comes to pick her up they will stand at the end of my walk just staring. It is getting a little creepy.
This is how they see me:
Muahahahaha! Yep. I'm the evil witch! No I have not tried to lure them into my oven, nor have I offered them any poisoned apples.If you are my "friend" on facebook, you may recall my post about grounding X for the first time. And the next day I grounded him for the second time. And the next day I grounded him for the third time. The day after that his grandparents were here, so you can't ground him, but boy did I yell.
The first three incidents involved X getting completely soaked, sneakers included, after we told him no more water. I know, water is a hard thing for kids to resist in the summer, but I'm still the boss. The third was general dangerous behaviour; jumping off of the deep freeze on our back deck. Again, after a warning.
The "yelling incident" takes a little background information to get the full effect. One day before all the grounding the girls came over to watch some cartoons. X, at one point, decided that he needed to give them a tour of our apartment...even though they live in the same set-up next door, only in reverse. He opened closets, and the laundry room, and was on his way to my room when I stopped him. I told him that since he wasn't allowed to hang out in my room, neither were his friends, so they didn't need to see it.
On "yelling day," as I mentioned, my in-laws were here. A's parents came for her early, and I wanted out of the house! So I told X he could play outside while I was gone because M and his step-dad were working on the car. I went shopping. With my mother, and my mother-in-law. With my big belly. A)I did not take enough breaks for my big belly. B)The topic of choice was menopause. I'll let you in on a secret. I'm not experiencing menopause at this moment. It's not even on my radar screen really. I did buy some cool stuff though. :)
When we got home I was in desperate need of feet-up action. As I walked into my house I heard this strange noise...coming from my bedroom! I opened the door, and low and behold there is the air mattress that we had set up for my in-laws on my bed, on the air mattress are the 2 girls from next door bouncing away! X is wedged between the air mattress and the wall playing his guitar serenading these vixens from next door! Where is my husband? Outside working on the car still!! Also, there is ceiling spackle crap all over the mattress and the blinds are messed up, and my books have been tossed on the floor.
So I yelled. "Out. Out. OUT!!!" Boy did those girls run. X, who is old hat at my yelling, was all "but mom, we just..." "No. Not until I talk to your father to see if the rules changed while I was gone! Out!" Haven't had the girls in since really. They still play outside, and press their noses to my windows, and play with X outside...I'm just not ready for the in-house visits yet!
Oh, and the rule had changed slightly. They were supposed to be watching a cartoon in the living room. Lesson: Don't think a 4, 5, and 8 year old will be responsible enough to be left in the house! Even if the 5 year old would be responsible enough if he was not showing off for girls! Good times.
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