Questions Answered!

I've been asked a lot of questions in the past few weeks, so I thought I would have a go at answering some of them! If my answers simply pique your curiosity, feel free to ask me more through comments or facebook! As I've mentioned before, I'm pretty honest up here, so I'll more than likely answer it, as long as I can and the question is about me! Hahaha!

Before I forget, I'm going to start with church. Some of you have been wondering what our final decision concerning church was. Well, we left the small dangerous church. Really, we stayed with it as long as we did to support my mom who was teaching Sunday school, but it just got to be too much for us all. Even Mom has since taken break from teaching there. M, X, V, L and I (bahahaha) have been attending the Fellowship Baptist church. From the very first week we were there people talked to us! It's a very large church, but the pastor has talked to us every time he's seen us I think. X's Sunday school teacher is great and there are 5 other grade one students in his class! He's enjoying it very much, and I look forward to making more meaningful contacts here.

Now on to less serious. Here are some questions I've been asked by strangers:

Are they twins? Yes.
A boy and a girl? No. (don't you see all the pink!?) 2 girls.
Oh! Are they identical? No. (Thank you Jesus for saying "yes" to my pleas!)
How old are they? (insert appropriate answer depending on time frame) 2 1/2 months.
What!? They look big! How big were they? 8-6 and 7-5.
(bulging eyes) You must have been HUGE! Yes.

Here's a question I don't fully understand:

Natural?

There are a couple of reasons I don't understand. A number of strangers have asked this question! With just the one word! Some asked while I was still pregnant, some after they were born! So I don't know if they are asking if they were conceived naturally or if they were delivered naturally. Either way really....strangers need to know the answer to that question either way? So I just say yes and let them think what they want. They are natural babies!

Questions my friends have asked (and if you're reading my blog, you are my friend, even if you are from Russia and we've never met!):

Are you still nursing? Yes.
Both? No. I picked my favourite to feed, M picked his, and he feeds her. Of course both! Silly people. They are getting 6 ozs of formula before bedtime to help facilitate the sleeping action though. Both.
Do you have trouble telling them apart? Not even a little. They are the same height, and very close in weight, but seriously, they are completely different shapes! V is a buddah-baby, L has cankles. L is a chia pet. She went bald on top and now her hair is growing back straight up. L has a round head (except for the flat spot from sleeping on one side for 2 months. bad mom), V has an oval head. They are just different! :)
Do they sleep through the night? Sometimes. I get maybe 6 hours sometimes. :)
Why don't you post more pictures? I don't know! I'm sorry!

Okay. Those are the questions I can think of right now. I hope you're all excited for Christmas! I know we are here! Dodie Bob is on his way out again! Hooray! (New question? Dodie Bob is my dad, X's original name for his grandfather! When X was born he had a Mom Oliver, Grampie John, Grammie, Grampie, Nan, Pop, Grandma Anna, Grandma Soup and Grandpa Doug he needed something completely original!)

Have a great day!!!

Video-palooooza!

Grandmothers!

I have two grandmothers. Today I have two great things to tell you. My grandmothers are completely different, so my stories are also completely different.

First, it's more like a funny observation-conjecture. The other day my Grammie was complaining about me. Well, she was apparently complaining about a lot of things, but this blog is about me, so let's focus here people!! Her complaint about me is that I am too honest. My funny observation? She is not even online! She does not follow me on Twitter, is not my friend on facebook, nor does she read this blog! If she knew I was talking to the world in general about miscarriages, c-sections, post-partum, bathroom humour, and nursing so much I expect the National Geographic people to show up any time because my boobs are out THAT much, I think she'd disown me! But she comes from a silent era. Don't talk about personal stuff, and for goodness sake, make sure everyone believes your life is perfect! But we've learned that it's okay not to be perfect, haven't we? God still loves us, and people respect us even more for dealing with our imperfections! And it's way fun to be super honest!

On a side-note, my Mother follows me on Twitter, my Dad is my friend on facebook, and both parents and my Nan and Pop read my blog...so I still edit a bit! :)

Second story! My Nan and Pop sent a Christmas box to us! Hoooray! So much fun! The best part of the box? A special little baggie with shredded green plant material. Now before you go calling my husband on me, I think it's called sage. It could be summer savory. I'm not as domesticated as Nan would like me to be yet. :) What's important is that it's the herb that Nan puts in her stuffing every Christmas. Now, even though the sage (we'll call it that until she corrects me) is double baggied, my whole house smells like Christmas!! It made me so excited when I pulled it out! So yummy! I might use too much in my excitement when it comes time to prepare dinner, but I'll eat it anyway!

Love you Nan and Pop! Merry Christmas!!! :)

The X Files

No copyright infringement intended. :)

My boy with his kitty.

Nearly everyone has been asking how X has taken to his sisters! Instead of simply answering that question, I'm dedicating this whole post to him! Because my son is still as strange and wonderful as he has ever been! So you can imagine he has given me quite a bit of material lately!

Do you know that commercial for Charmin brand toilet paper? The one where the little bear promises to conserve in the house by using less toilet paper? How old would you say they are trying to depict that "child" bear to be? 5? 6? 7? LIARS! We can not buy Charmin brand in this household because X can not use less. He plugged the toilet 3 times in a week with just paper! Poor M. Shout out to AM and UA who live in the basement and continue to lend us a plunger, as we keep forgetting to buy one for ourselves!

More bathroom humour you say? Something else X can not seem to process is the courtesy of closing the bathroom door. It's just at home that he leaves it open, but it doesn't matter if we have company or not! And if you dare walk by he yells at you for looking! Not my fault you forgot to close the door!!! Also, the singing. If he's in there for any length of time, he multitasks by writing songs. And washing his hands usually turns into epic under-water battle of good (left hand) vs. evil (right hand).

X tells the funniest jokes! Want to hear one? Knock knock. (Who's there?) Orange. (Orange who?) Orange is a banana! Hahahaha! Get it? No? Would you like another? Why did the dog cross the road? Because he wanted money! Hahahahha. Still not getting the humour? Ok. One more. Why did the mom talk to the dad? Because they are in love with each other! Hahahaha! I'll ask him to tell me one right now, we'll see what he comes up with. Why did the chicken cross the road? Because he wanted to get some chicken food! Why did the fox go out for supper? Because he saw some chickens on his way for supper! He's 'on' like that all the time!

Since he's in grade one this year, he's learning how to read! It's driving me bananas! Here is a typical conversation between us; X: Mom, is this a word? R-A-M. Me: Sound it out. Does it sound like a word? X: Rrra...rrrr...rrrr aaaaa.....rrraaaam. ram. Yes it sounds like a word. What does it mean? Me: It's just the name of that truck parked next to us at the red light. X: Oh. Is this a word? L-I-G-H-T. Me: Sound it out. Does it sound like a word? X: Llllllla....llllleye...lllleyega...llleyegagahehe.... Me: Ok. It's a tricky one. The 'gh' is silent so it says light. X: Oh. light. Ok. Is this a word? Me: Honey. I'm driving now, so I can't concentrate, you sound it out ok? X: Am I being a bad boy? Me: No honey, I just can't concentrate on spelling and driving, you sound it out. X: Ok.

As for getting along with his sisters? It's getting better. We had a bad moment when we went to Walmart the other day. It used to be that every once in a while X would sit in a cart and play my DSi while M and I shopped, now there is no room for him to sit. The babies take up all the room! So he got upset that they have disturbed his world in such a way. At home he's pretty good. He's excited that they watch him walk around and they smile at him. He plays peek-a-boo with them and rocks them in their chairs when I'm doing laundry or some such thing. He's still limiting himself to shaking their hands goodnight. If someone is holding a baby he gives a hug for both, but babies don't get a hug on their own, and he won't even consider kissing their heads. I don't know what the hold up is, but he'll get to it! :)

So that's my boy. He's great. He's getting bullied at school already, which makes me angry. He wants to be friends with the older kids, and they call him names and laugh at him for trying to play with them. I try to explain why they act like they do, but how can I? I can't very well say "the older boys called you a stupid boy because they are stupid." It's the hardest thing to deal with in school. Still thinking about home schooling for junior high! Bah! By then the girls will be in school! Holy crap.

On that thought....have a great day! :)

Howdy Strangers!

My goodness! Where does the time go? I sit at the computer with every intention of posting a blog and get sucked into a new facebook game (if you play Castleville, add me as a neighbour won't you?)! Terrible! It's not like I don't have enough to do! Hahaha! I have a lot to blog about too! First I have a funny story to tell you that goes along with the theme for the day!

Last week sometime I went to pick X up from school. (Don't ask what day, they just blend together now.) I was standing out in the courtyard freezing my earlobes off waiting for my slow, social butterfly of a son, and two ladies were standing near me, talking. I was not listening in. I promise. But they were standing close to me and talking...and I was staring at a wall, not talking. So I heard some of what was being said. What they were saying is not important. Something about a zipper. But when I was standing there not listening, I thought to myself that the one girl sounded SO much like a friend from junior high! Wouldn't that be funny? Then the other girl said her name and it was the same name as my junior high friend. What are the chances right? I didn't want to ask because I would obviously look like a total fool in front of two strangers. That would not be cool. But then the second girl went into the school. So I took my chance. Looking like a total fool in front of one stranger is not so bad.

So I asked this stranger if I could ask her a totally random question. Then I asked if she had ever had the same name as my friend from grade 8. (side note, we did a lot of moving around during my junior high years, so I had 3 different junior high schools) She in turn asked me how I knew her maiden name. Yep. Totally happened. She was the person I went to school with (quick terrifying math here) 20 years ago. (Seriously, can that be right?) She asked if we went to school together back in N.S. and I confirmed her theory and told her my maiden name. At that point we're sort of screaming at each other in disbelief. Turns out not only do our sons go to the same school, they are in the same grade, although in different classes, and we live on the same street!

My husband of course thinks I'm a ridiculous freak recognizing some one's voice from 20 years ago. But that's just how I roll! :)

I promise to try my best not to leave it so long between posts again! :)

What a Day!

The Bravest Boy!

Well, with three kids, a person is bound to spend more time with doctors right? On Monday the girls turned 6 weeks old! V and I celebrated by going to the pediatrician about a rash on her face! Pretty sure it's the same allergy to milk that X had when he was an infant. It just took me a little longer to clue in since it did not present itself in the hospital at all! I did find out that she is now 12 lbs 1 oz! She also grew 3 inches! Crazy. She's feeling a lot better now.

Today, about 5 minutes after M came back from dropping X off at school, the school called. They said X had fallen on the playground and had a nasty bump on his head, could we come see him? So M went back to the school and brought him home. M checked his pupils and so on, looking for signs of concussion, but there were none, until he puked. Twice. The second time he puked I was already getting myself together to take him to hospital. For extra fun he puked again in a Timmy's cup half way there. I forgot to bring a bucket and handed him the only thing in reach. ;)

Turns out if you go to the emergency department with a 'head injury' you don't have to wait! As the mom of the 5 year old in question, I was not impressed with the term 'head injury.' It scared me. It also scared me when he was slow to answer questions like "what school do you go to?" He answered, but he was slow. Then they told me "the plan." An IV for fluids and a cat scan. WHAT? You're going to stick a needle in my little boy? No no no. But I tried to be brave! I told him what was coming, but we both still cried when it happened. But I didn't let him see me. And I didn't TOTALLY freak out.

The cat scan was super fun. Mostly because it was apparent that he was already feeling 100% better. We were having fun practicing reading and making notes of all the cool things he could tell his friends at school about! Plus I saw his brain. Hahaha! He did really well staying still though. Plus he kept getting stickers, so he was 'paid' in kid currency for his time! :) Everything was clear and they sent us home, but we get to wake him up throughout the night tonight to see if he can answer questions. I don't know if I could answer questions if people woke me out of a sound sleep wanting to know what day it was!!

Tomorrow it's my turn to see the doctor for my post-babies checkup. Hopefully L will wait for a scheduled appointment! But I'm really not looking forward to the immunizations that are booked for the end of the month! Bah.

Hope you have a great day!!

I Have a Favourite!

Since our time in the hospital (almost 6 weeks ago!) M has been teasing me about favourite children. He'll pick up a baby and say "you're my favourite." He does this because it bugs me. It goes against every instinct in my body for him to pick a favourite. The other day I realized I have a favourite. Don't comment yet! My favourite is whoever I'm staring at. Whoever I'm feeding, burping, changing, bathing, singing to, reading with, doing homework with, walking with, or thinking about. That's my favourite kid. Then if my attention shifts to another, I have a new favourite! And yes, I'm able to have 3 favourites if we're all walking down the rode, or sitting on the couch together. There's my confession for the day! :)

You wanna know what I'm looking forward to now? When I was pregnant I was looking forward to things like peeing like a normal person, walking without pain, twisting to crack my back (which is AWESOME), and sleeping NOT on my back. Now my main goal in life is to teach my daughters to blow their noses. I cannot wait. Their nostrils are so tiny, and their heads are so wiggly, that it is very difficult to help them with snot issues! So I'm thinking they'll be able to blow their noses at 10 months right? Oh boy. That seems a long time to wait for some snot action.

There is something else that I have been looking forward to. I will tell you now. Since finding out I was pregnant, two of my BFFs started habit-changing, weight-loss journeys. Because I was preggers I could not join them, only offer support. Now I can do it! Having support makes all the difference in the world I think in the weight battle. All I need now is batteries for my scale! Do you think it would be cheating if I used my weight from 6 weeks ago as my start weight? That would give me such a boost! Hahahaha! I'll let you know how it goes! :) But I'll tell you a little story to start.

My journey actually started about 3 years ago. I must have been battling a little bit of depression or something, but I made the conscious decision to give up with weight. I tell you no lie. Somehow the idea got into my head that bad-for-me food tasted good enough to give up on health and looks. And by looks I mean awesome clothes. Then one day we were visiting my mom and she had a scale that worked, so I thought I'd get on it for fun. Why did I think that would be fun? I don't know. It was not. I saw a number that woke me out of my fog. I started my journey right then and declared to myself that I would never see that number again! It turns out I did see that number again, but I was 34 weeks pregnant with twins at the time, so I was ok seeing it again in that circumstance. But now that the twins are no longer residing in my belly, I hope that the number is once again in my past forever. :)

Hope you're enjoying my randomness! It's just who I am! Hahahah! Have a great weekend!!