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Yeaaaaa San Fransisco!!

In Love

With Kinder Schoko-Bons.

Luke wanted one and I refused to share. He eats them to fast and does not saver the goodness, and for goodness sakes I'm pregnant, that is like taking candy for a baby. Not that babies should have candy...so it is like taking Mommies from a baby.


We call breast milk 'Mommies' in this house.

Do you know what isn't fun?

Working Thursday night
Sleeping until 2pm Friday
Going to sleep at Midnight
Getting called into work at 3am
Throwing up in the ambulance while caring for a sicky cardiac patient
Dozing on the two hour trip home while feeling incredibly nauseous
Going to sleep from 1pm to 5pm
Trying not to die while having a headache, and wanting to throw- up

Yeah- don't do that it isn't fun.

Sadness overcomes me

It has just occurred to me that we did not receive a 'congratulations on the growing fetus in your uterus card' for the pregnancy. Much less presents...... Friends?? Family???

HMmm...

For some reason it struck me as funny that you can purchase home pregnancy tests at the dollar store. Although it have stuck me that those things are overpriced.

For the Love of a Potty

The other day as a I was cleaning Maya's potty it occurred to me that I really didn't have to do this anymore. She has been toilet trained for a year, is perfectly capable of climbing and balancing herself on a adult toilet. Thus I warned her, said sometime soon her potty would be gone and promptly put in the basement. The next day I happen to be working, so Luke defected all the questions about where the potty was for when mommy got home.

Luke is not exactly in agreement about the potty issue. Luke says she LOVES her potty and Luke and her have had more then one shared poohing bonding sessions. What we both didn't realize was how attached to the darn thing she is.

Basically she will use the big toilet unless she is tired then she realizes that is misses it, she is not a big girl, she never wants to have her baby sister use it and she wants it back. Those phrases are repeated for long, long lengths. Thankfully she has not peed her pants in protest....yet.

*Rumble* CRASH!

So on Tuesday at supper time all the ice on the east facing roof slid off and wrecked our eaves trough and back steps railing. Also wrecked the garage roof. We aren't terribly upset about the whole thing as its all covered by insurance and will give us an excuse to properly organize the garage.
So they will rebuild the back porch railing, fix the clothesline, and replace the garage roof, as well as some of the other minor damage bits and pieces. All in all we were pretty fortunate..
Because we have had an insane amount of snow the last few weeks and then suddenly it was 12 degrees on Monday, there have be more the a few homes around town with damage. The insurance guy was telling me that a couple of other garages like outs were smashed flat and one of them had a car in it. Pretty crazy. I couldn't even move some the pieces ice, I bet the long one that landed on the garage roof weighed more than out car.
For us its one of those firsts in life: first insurance claim! :)

Tight Pants

So I have been putting on a bit of fat- I say fat cause it is fat. It if from me eating more then usual and from decreased amount of energy expelled. BUT with fat you can squeeze into your pants and they do not hurt. Tonight I put on a pair of pants I wore last week comfortably and tonight caused pain- significant pain. Guess it is good I got the maternity clothes from the depths of the basement.

Pregnant in America

http://www.pregnantinamerica.com/newsite/trailer/youtube/

Not sure what the film maker is trying to say...nor what the outcome of his own personal journey was......but it kinda highlights why myself as a nurse who loves childbirth could never work in a medical setting assisting women. Perhaps in the future I will be midwife guiding woman to do the most nature thing God created us for.

Bunk Beds

We told Maya that when the baby actually gets here and gets bigger, we will have bunk beds for her and her sister. Maya thinks this is fabulous and wanted to practice.

Black Pens

This is kinda silly but.... I'm absolutely sick of black pens.
They are everywhere!! Well in this house. On every counter top, in every corner, in every drawer there must be at least two.
They must fall out of my pocket when I come home from work in those moments it takes me to climb up the stars and change. Or they are multiplying. Admittedly I often have one in my pocket when I'm not working as I feel rather naked without a writing instrument but they are usually snug and my tight jeans pocket. Perhaps Maya is busy writing the great Canadian novel and just simply misplaces her pen all the time. In any event I'm sick of it.

Radom Awesomeness

Click this for an awesome flash movie of random awesomeness. Seriously, its pretty funny,

Thats My Girl

So very proud of Lisa.

Completed in first half marathon - first race for that matter in 2.07: 17.

Way to go!!!!!!!!!!! I knew you had in you.

Only Thirteen

We only took thirteen pictures in the month of February. Reason- because apparently in the inability of myself to take pictures Luke does not pick up the slack.

Maya is pictured her on the day we cleaned out her dresser of clothes that do not fit. It was terror. She actually feel asleep crying because she was exhausted from all the crying- unreasonably attached to her clothes one might say. Initially she was excited about sharing with her baby sister then the grumpies got to her.

That is the apron I made for her birthday. Her doll has a matching one. She is also wearing a dress and long johns. She went out and about in that outfit, My little individualist.

The cream soda is mine- currently obsessed. Allow myself one can- not a bottle a day.

Star Wars

Steam Punk style. Though you would like this Brock
http://ericpoulton.blogspot.com/search/label/steampunk%20star%20wars

The Number Five

Is officially boycotted by Maya. She refuses to say it, and skips over it all the time. She knows it exists and is simply trying to drive me crazy.

Loser Everytime

This week due to some strange course of events, between Luke and , we have purchased five coffees thus far at Tim Horton's. We we quite excited every time we rolled and every time it was like a knife through the heart. This is as close to gambling as I get and frankly it has been quite a waste. Unfortunately it is the only coffee that doesn't make me nauseous.