Friday, April 24, 2009

...And I Don't Really Even Like Change...

Within a month I have "retired" from the job I've held throughout the last 7 years of my 20' leaving my 20's and turning 30...and am having a baby for the first time.

But I can't have any alcohol, chocolate, or even a nice - relaxing - sauna in order to deal with these big changes.

And God forbid I don't get up at least 3 times a night to pee (thus, not being able to actually sleep through the night before I'm forced not-to).

So this is why women-folk got pregant earlier in the olden they could turn 30 with the aid of alcohol & chocolate!

Monday, April 13, 2009

If I Could Get On To My Hands and Knees, I Would Lick Our Beautiful, Newly-Restored Hardwood Floors in the Nursery!

Or, perhaps I shall name the baby Earl, of Earl's Carpentry (Thunder Bay yellow pages)...Brenden phoned this particular number because his add says "Just go Floor It!"

So we listened and he gave us an amazing price and the floors glisten with golden glints of sunshine and I love them. Thank you to Earl and the Easter Bunny. I can now begin the nursey of all nurseries!!! Before and afters soon to come!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

7 pounds

This week, I gained 7 lbs. in 7 days. Wow. This puts me dangerously close to weighing more than my giant husband. Not cool.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Pregnant and "Barefoot"...

Someone stole my favorite preggers boots from outside the Maternity Centre.

They were my favorite, slip-on go-to boots that I wore all winter as I could almost get them on all by myself without grunting too much or help from Brenden.

And now, they are gone. The Maternity Centre makes you take off your shoes outside the door (lest they dirty the baby-friendly floor), but there is a clearly marked sign; Maternity Centre by the removed shoes that clearly indicates that they belong to pregnant ladies/new mothers.

So who, I ask, steals shoes from pregnant shoe-lovers??

When or if I ever find out, I assure you they will regret taking mine...and let them hope it's not when I still have all these hormones surging through me (see previous entry re: dreaming about stabbing my husband...)

I tell you, this baby better come out far I've given up beer, sushi, sugar, sleep and shoes for it, and most of you are aware these are most of my favorite things.