So I fiiiinally find some maternity clothes to purchase online and they don't ship to Canada. What, like Canada is SOOO far out of your way, Gap. You're already shipping everything else to me! Got a problem with pregnant Canadians?
My baby thinks it owns the place these days. I just let it take over because whatever it's doing in there is adorable.
The other day I sneezed and peed my pants. I got things under control before it was too late, but I think that day marked the official day of me becoming a mother. Sorry Chloe and future offspring, can't jump on the tramp with you anymore.
My nursery isn't going to be cute and my kid will be dressed in rags, but you should SEE the stroller we bought...no, really, you should see it. I'm afraid if I post a picture you'll all bump key my door and take off running with it...and have the best run of your LIFE as you ease into comfort behind this luxurious pram.
Alan has 3 more weeks of school. So I started working on the baby quilt. It's a disaster, someone please fix my mistakes.
I just measured my hips/waist to order something online and the tape measure is still synched around me.
I bought a dresser for the nursery off Kijiji. I called the number I got from the ad and realized 5 minutes into my phone call I was talking to a Hutterite (it's been a while since I've run the counter at Pro Hardware). It took weeks of her contacting me to get that thing in our house...Lisa really didn't understand that I literally couldn't leave work until 4...and then once I got it here and was pleased as punch, I thought I was done with the phone calls and the texts (yes, they can text), but no. She texts me almost every morning at 7:30. She's persistent. "Hi Tina. How is you doing".....does anyone know how to block numbers?
The sunshine has been nice. It really cheers me up after being a real crabhole inside the hospice all day. I'm ready to leave that place.
Two more months of just me and Alan and the tummy......how can I enjoy it when I have nothing to wear?! I'm suing all the maternity stores. Also this next sentence is for them:
YOU GUYS ARE THE WORST!
Monday, April 23, 2012
Monday, April 9, 2012
waddle waddle waddle waddle...yeaaaaa
Updated pregnancy fun facts:
1. I can't bend over any more.
A few weeks ago I was grocery shopping at Superstore. I hate the bloody loonie/shopping cart ordeal, so to try to avoid mental breakdowns in such a public area, I keep a loonie in the cash bin right by my steering wheel at all times. Well this particular day after I was all done my shopping, I got myself in the car and went to throw the loonie in the bin but dropped it...riiight under me. That was the day I realized it was all over...touching my toes, putting on my shoes without breaking a sweat, and any ease if there ever was any with picking up the thousands upon thousands of things I drop while doing anything...mostly eating...which is all I do lately.
Alan saw that loonie sitting right in the middle of the car mat the next morning and tried not to laugh, but didn't do a very good job. I guess he was ahead of me in knowing my capabilities as a pregnant woman were diminishing...and the whole situation from the previous day unfolded before his eyes. Sneaky little detective.
2. I drop everything.
The previous story is a prime example of this. I haven't heard many people having a problem with this while they were/are pregnant, but it is a major issue in my life right now. I can't seem to hold onto anything. Or maybe I'm just always too starving and eager to get everything in my mouth that things fall to the ground before they can all fit. But that doesn't really apply to the loonie fiasco...or does it.....(shifty eyes)
3. I'm hungry.
Like I said, I EAT. I thought all pregnant women ate like I do, but I just went to a potluck yesterday with 4 preg's there and, as I observed, I realized I need to take it easy. No one is quite as hungry as I am I guess.
So I wallowed and threw my feelings into a bag of Fudgeos.
There's about a billion other things but my pics finished uploading so here ya go...the past few weeks in retrospect:
You might be wondering who this present is addressed to...couldn't possibly be me...but it WAS for ME. Alan has horrible vision. It was my birthday in March...that boy spoiled me rotten.
This is the present I got before work.
Ooooh whaaat's IIIINSIIIIDE?!?!?!?
A Kindle!!!!! I love it. It is an absolutely heavenly thing to have in my possession.
I didn't take pics of the rest of the day but after work Al surprised me with a couples massage and took me to stuff my face full of a giant Earl's burger.
I love eating.
Then that weekend we took a little trip home. Al took a pic of me driving since it's a very rare and special event.
Everyone hates the drive from Sask to SoAB but I think it's beautiful and love it every time. Minus sitting in a car for 7 hours...which I don't think I'll be able to do again until the baby comes out. I'm having a hard enough time sitting on my recliner at the moment.....caaan't breathe....
And the reason we went home...MANGO! Mango tango got married so me and Branny threw her a little shower. The weekend was great and Mango is great. Oh how I miss everyone out here in Saskachabush.
The life partners in attendance.
Some more lovely guests!
Seriously sweet action shot. I know, these pictures are AMAzing.
Ang looking sexy in a new piece.
And wouldn't ya know it, the Easter bunny came while Al was at school today. Of course the only night I needed a pee-break/wake up call, I slept through the night. So the bunny showed up during the day...just for Al.
Silly rabbit.
Al did SUCH a good job finding his candy....that is actually for me..hehehehe.
Girl look at that bellllay.
Everyone just get over the fact that I never do my hair ok? Try to deal with it and stop complaining. I'm pregnant (best excuse for everything).
I'm never quite sure what to do with my hands in these belly shots, so Al threw out a few suggestions for me. This one is nice, yes?
Ok so anyways I can never breath cause my clothes are all so tight and I feel like I have a constant smell that I can never escape. Whether it's me actually emitting an odor or being able to smell everything from 17 miles away, we'll never know. But I do know that I love my spazzy little baby. I can't believe how nuts that little guy (OR GIRL) is in there. The baby coming seems so far away still, but I feel ready to meet it. Not ready for labor PER SE but we'll get there....just kidding we won't I'm in denial.
1. I can't bend over any more.
A few weeks ago I was grocery shopping at Superstore. I hate the bloody loonie/shopping cart ordeal, so to try to avoid mental breakdowns in such a public area, I keep a loonie in the cash bin right by my steering wheel at all times. Well this particular day after I was all done my shopping, I got myself in the car and went to throw the loonie in the bin but dropped it...riiight under me. That was the day I realized it was all over...touching my toes, putting on my shoes without breaking a sweat, and any ease if there ever was any with picking up the thousands upon thousands of things I drop while doing anything...mostly eating...which is all I do lately.
Alan saw that loonie sitting right in the middle of the car mat the next morning and tried not to laugh, but didn't do a very good job. I guess he was ahead of me in knowing my capabilities as a pregnant woman were diminishing...and the whole situation from the previous day unfolded before his eyes. Sneaky little detective.
2. I drop everything.
The previous story is a prime example of this. I haven't heard many people having a problem with this while they were/are pregnant, but it is a major issue in my life right now. I can't seem to hold onto anything. Or maybe I'm just always too starving and eager to get everything in my mouth that things fall to the ground before they can all fit. But that doesn't really apply to the loonie fiasco...or does it.....(shifty eyes)
3. I'm hungry.
Like I said, I EAT. I thought all pregnant women ate like I do, but I just went to a potluck yesterday with 4 preg's there and, as I observed, I realized I need to take it easy. No one is quite as hungry as I am I guess.
So I wallowed and threw my feelings into a bag of Fudgeos.
There's about a billion other things but my pics finished uploading so here ya go...the past few weeks in retrospect:
I didn't take pics of the rest of the day but after work Al surprised me with a couples massage and took me to stuff my face full of a giant Earl's burger.
I love eating.
Ok so anyways I can never breath cause my clothes are all so tight and I feel like I have a constant smell that I can never escape. Whether it's me actually emitting an odor or being able to smell everything from 17 miles away, we'll never know. But I do know that I love my spazzy little baby. I can't believe how nuts that little guy (OR GIRL) is in there. The baby coming seems so far away still, but I feel ready to meet it. Not ready for labor PER SE but we'll get there....just kidding we won't I'm in denial.
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