Monday, December 29, 2008

Gastroenteritis a.k.a. Stomach Flu a.k.a. (enter swear words here).

Yesterday was a hellish day for me....I'll go back a bit. On Dec 27th, I was feeling grumpy and lethargic. Michael wasn't feeling so hot himself as he was getting over some mild food poisioning(or so we thought-turns out that he had the stomach flu too, but it was going down, not up).

Anyway, I woke up in the middle of the night of the 28th feeling nauseous and paid a visit to the porcelain god...there went the lasagna. Ok, I thought that was it and went to bed. I woke up again and returned to the porcelain god....and again....and 9am, I couldn't take it anymore and begged Michael to take me to the hospital. Got there at 10am, and got ready to wait. Not too many people around, should take, what? 2 hours?

3 or 4 hours later(1-2 pm), I ask where I am in line. 3 people. Okay, shouldn't be too much longer, right?

6.5 hours later(4:30pm), I ask where I am in line. 2-3 people. WTF? I saw people with kids come in and be seen right away. I understand that; I have a child and would cut off my hand if it meant that she could cut the line ahead of someone else with a runny nose. But, my baby happens to be -5 weeks old. I'm 2 people, and haven't had any liquids all, and concerned for her more than myself. Needless to day, I started bawling in front of the nurse and went back to my seat. I called Michael and went on a rant. He suggested drinking a lot of water so I would start to throw up again, but this time to aim for the floor. That made me cry more as it hurt so much the last time. 5 minutes later, the nurse calls me in to see what she can do for me in the meantime. Got some Pedialyte with apple juice and instructions on how to drink it.

7.5 hours later (5:30pm), I see the doctor. No IV to replace the fluids, even though I insisted. Seriously, if you're told to drink 1 ounce (30ml) every 15 minutes, how the heck am I supposed to replace 2 litres of liquids that I'm supposed to drink every day? And why are they talking to me like I should already know what to do?

8.5 hours later (6:30), I follow up at the nurse's station. No vomiting(which means no IV, but I am so sick of looking at the walls of the waiting room, I don't care anymore), so can I please check out?

9 hours later (7pm), Michael pulls up and I get to go home!

I'm feeling much better this morning, but anything's got to be better than what I went through yesterday!

Moral of the story? Don't kiss your husband when he is sick!

PS-The people that helped me were great; it must not be fun to be understaffed and overworked and have to deal with people like me all day. I did say my pleases and thank yous and was appreciative when they helped.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

I am tired and feeling quite lazy.

Here's the nutshell:
My grandmother passed away on Nov 28th, which had caught the family off guard, but I suppose it's like anyone passing away. You know it will happen one day, but you are still surprised. I headed down to Trinidad with my mom and Jillian for about 2 weeks to go to the funeral and catch up with family. Michael had to wrap stuff up with teaching, and he'd be away from his class for too long, or only end up being in Trinidad for a day or 2, which is not fun either.

Flying with a toddler(and being too cheap to pay for an actual seat for her because it's $750 less than your own ticket) *and* being 31-33 weeks pregnant was draining. Thank goodness mom was there to help me out when I got too stressed.

The funeral was wonderful(odd comment, I know); the priest knew my grandmother well, and had a touching ceremony. I saw most of my family members, even the few that I didn't care for too much, but we put our feelings aside that day, then I didn't have to see them again.

We spent a wonderful day with friends at their beach house, and Jillian had a fantastic time at my Uncle Yves and Aunt Phina; they have a large fenced in yard, so I didn't stop her from running around to her heart's content. We figure that she clocked in 5 miles or so from running around. If she was fully grown, it would have probably been the equivalent of a marathon! ;)

I think most of my crabbiness was pregnancy related, but I was able to talk to Michael daily which helped a lot.

Jillian didn't care for the heat too much; she was starting to adjust at the end, though. I think that she didn't like that it was so hot and that a lot of people kept coming up to her and trying to hold her. Too much stimulation, I suppose. Thank goodness for air conditioning in the bedroom! Then she didn't feel like eating much because of the heat, and to be honest, I was feeling the same way. She also managed to catch a cold during the second week, which I managed to get a few days later, just in time for the flight home.

OK, I need to write down what I am grateful for:
-I have a wonderful husband who made sure that I came back to a clean home.
-My mom, who would do anything for me.
-I have a healthy and active daughter who makes me happy by just being around.
-I am able to be pregnant with our second daughter (who shall remain nameless till she decides to show up). I love that I can feel the baby's our little secret.
-I am able to spend some time at home before the baby shows up.
-I found a sweater in my closet today that I can wear for's holiday-ish, and it fits!
-The new IKEA catalogue, which I enjoy looking at, plus it's FREE!
-That I don't have to shovel the snow this year

Give it a might be surprised how many things that you are thankful for!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Poo-Poo Monster

I guess it was just a matter of time before Jillian discovered that she can reach in her diaper. I've had a couple of nasty surprises. Let me tell you, there's nothing worse than smelling poop and not knowing where it's coming from. Unless you find it all over your darling's hands!

Less than 10 weeks to go now before I give birth!
I'm at the 'holy cow, I have to push the baby out...AAAHHHHH, it's gonna HURT!'
But then I realized that I haven't entered the, "I'm as big as a house and I want her out NOW, and I don't care if she comes out my EAR!"
It is a relief to know that we have all of the essentials, and I don't need to research:
-onesies(I had no idea what the heck that was the first time around!)
-etc, etc.

My birth plan? Get to the hospital and push! I would have loved to have a midwife, but we're too far away, and my last labour was very fast. I told Michael that the midwife could come to our house and I could give birth in our bed. (not true, as we live too far away). I just wanted to see the horrified look on his face! I have talked to some other moms who have given birth at home, and they had a great experience.

I went to my work's year-end gala in Toronto the other weekend, which was great. I enjoyed seeing my co-workers again. Some of them were surprised that I was going, but it's not like I was going to be on my feet all night. Actually, I wore my flip flops, which I know some of the women there were laughing at me at the beginning of the night, but it quickly changed to looks of envy when they realized that their feet were *killing* them. My motto that night was, "I'm built for comfort, not for speed.". Got a few laughs out of that one. I danced a little bit, which in my case, amounted to swaying back and forth. I attempted some of my old dance moves, but I have neither the grace or skill(or balance) to carry those off!

I'm looking out the window looking at the snow falling down. Luckily our road gets plowed regularly, so we don't have to worry about getting stuck. I think that Jillian and I will go out and enjoy the snow this afternoon.

Thursday, November 06, 2008

Arg, these posts are way too far apart, but it looks like they should be coming more frequently from now on...

Some good news to share. Saw my OB; turns out that I have a 'dermoid cyst', feel free to look up images on Google, but I have to warn you that it's pretty gross! You know how eggs and sperm can become anything? Well, a dermoid cyst is like that; it wouldn't be a human, but it can be made up of hair, skin, and teeth. The doc was happy that it wasn't cancerous(as there would be a blood supply to make the cancer grow), so we will continue monthly ultrasounds until she's born. When the baby is two months old, then I will have it removed surgically (they'll make little holes and pull it out). Gross, eh? Part of me is worried at all of the ultrasounds, but it's the lesser of 2 evils. I'd like to know if there is a change and if the cyst needs to be taken out. But for the most part, I try not to think about it.

My sugar test was not very hot. My doc signed me up for the 2 hour test(and I thought I would be there for just an hour...geesh...good thing I showed up early). Anyway, I have to watch my sugar intake for the rest of the pregnancy, which sucks because Christmas is around the corner and my sister-in-law makes the *best* desserts! But I know it's more important to take care of the little one. I read that full-blown gestational diabetes can lead to larger babies(note I said larger, not healthier or better), and I don't need to push a world record out!

I guess Michael gets all the Halloween candy!

Speaking of which, we had a good Halloween; Jillian dressed up as Tigger, and Michael was Batman. He took her into town to get some candy, while I stayed behind for the trick or treaters. I got the trick; since we're on the other side of a highway, only 2 children came, which were both Michael's students.
Michael and Jillian got the treats; literally! Michael said the best part of trick or treating for her was going up and down all the steps of the houses. When they got home, Michael 'helped' her sort her candy and she ate her first piece of licorice; she liked it, although it took her a while to chew! She's still not a big candy person, which I like, because she's got plenty of time to get used to sugar.

Halloween also marked my last day of work. I'm going through Symphysis Pubis Dysfunction, which in simple terms is a lot of pain in my hips.
Here's a link, which is wordier:

So I'm on sick leave until I give birth, then I will start maternity leave. Some people are telling me how lucky I am, but this pain is not fun. I try not to complain very much, as there are other people going through a lot more worries in their pregnancy. On the plus side, I am able to spend a lot more time with Jillian and Michael, and I'm getting more rest than before. Since this is my first week off, though, I'm noticing that I have a lot of time on my hands! I'm sure that this will change in time...

Michael's great. He's enjoying his smaller class this year(8!), and getting into the swing of things. Last year, everything was new and he was learning the ropes.

Jillian's molars are coming in. We only see little parts of her teeth coming in, and some days she's pretty cranky, but she'll get there eventually. Says ma-ma-hmmmm, up, daddy(in her baby talk). There is still a lot of non-verbal communication, such as pulling me to her high chair when she is hungry, and knowing that I have to change her diaper when I smell poo!

One observation that I found was interesting:
We watched President-Elect Obama's speech, and she was smiling and giggling through most of it. Then we watched McCain's concession speech, and she was quiet, but listening intently. Maybe it was the cadence of both speeches? I tried playing Obama's speech later on that day, and got the same reaction.

In October, we were able to get her off the bottle and onto the sippy cup. She was having the sippy cup once in a while, then we realized that we(parents) needed to suck it up, and get her off the bottle in the afternoons and evenings, then wean her off her morning bottle. It went relatively well, and the funny thing is that the sippy cup she likes the best is the cheapest ones we found at the grocery store!

One major step that we need to do this month is to make the transition from crib to bed. I feel that she's not ready for the bed yet, but we need to have her out of it and used to the bed before the baby comes. I don't want her to feel jealous. We got a toddler bed from my good friend Nancy, along with some girly-girl accessories, so she should have a pretty sweet bedroom set up! She still flings herself about the crib; in the middle of the night, we can hear her hitting the bars as she turns. One tip that I think that we will try first is to have her sleeping just on the mattress(so when she falls off, it's a short drop to the floor), then putting the mattress in the bed when she can stay on the bed for the whole night.

Wow! How wordy am I getting? Better head off to bed shortly-my hips are ordering me to.

Wednesday, October 08, 2008

Had my *fourth* ultrasound today...this one was to look at baby girl's face (to make sure she's not ugly???), and get a better look at her heart, not to mention my cyst on my ovary.

Anyway, I had the same technician again, so we've already had the 'get to know you' out of the way. I found it a lot easier to talk to her the more time I spent with her. Baby girl was moving around a lot(I ate fruits, but no sugar today). I couldn't believe what a difference a few weeks make! I got to see her sucking her thumb and yawn...very baby things to do. Aw! It really makes me look forward to seeing her next year! Her face was fine (no cleft palate/harelip), and her heart's ventricles were doing what they were supposed to do.

My cyst appears to be the same size, about 5cm diameter. This can be normal for women that are pregnant, but the doctor wants to keep an eye on it in case it grows further and needs to be removed. Hopefully I can get a final verdict next week. Best situation: We don't have to do anything and it will go away on it's own.
Worst situation: No sense in borrowing trouble, right? It's less than 8cm diameter, so I'm not going to fret about those possibilities just yet.

I also get to go for a sugar test in 2 weeks. This means I get to show up at the testing place at 7am(having fasted and drinking only water in the AM), drink the equivalent of Orange Crush, then hanging out for an hour or so for them to test my blood to see if I've got gestational diabetes. Not the most amusing way to pass my morning. The last time I was pregnant, I had a borderline result, so they sent me back for a longer(hungrier!) test. I passed that one(thank goodness).

Part of having to go for these tests and doctor's appointments makes me wish that I could just ignore that whole rigmarole and just show up at the hospital ready to push! But I'm a 'by the rules' kinda gal. *sigh*

Looked at the CHEO dream house last weekend. This is a lotto/fundraiser for the Children's Hospital and the grand prize is a MASSIVE house fully furnished +++, plus a bunch of other prizes. Anyway, Michael wasn't too keen on going, but he knows how much I love looking at houses. He only planned to be there for as little time as possible, but once he saw the basement(man cave), he stayed down there for at least 15 minutes! Jillian pulled an 'Al Bundy' on the couch. If you've watched 'Married with Children', you'll understand the classic pose of Al on the couch watching TV with one hand down his pants. And I forgot the camera!

Jillian got over her cold. I guess it was related to her vaccination, but she was an unhappy camper for a week. Sleepless nights didn't help either until I got some cough and cold medicine into her. Her recovery was nothing short of miraculous (not to mention mom and dad regained their sanity!).

She's talkative when she chooses to be. When I get home, she'll run up to me and immediately try to climb my legs, and when I try to get her to say 'up', she ignores me and still keeps on climbing. I know she'll get there, and I'll reminisce about the days when she didn't say anything...hee hee.
Not too interested in the potty at the moment, but I don't want to force her into that yet either. I figure that I can go full force when I'm at home full-time again.

Speaking of maternity leave, I'm looking forward to some good sleep-ins until the baby arrives, then it's back to sleepless central. Maybe she'll want to sleep through the night? Judging from the fact that it's 10pm and she's jumping around in my tummy right now, I think I'm dreaming.

Monday, September 29, 2008

And the results are in...
We're having a girl!

We had a really good experience in the ultrasound room, and our little one was moving around, putting her hand in front of her face, and kicking up a storm. Michael was quite excited when he heard the news...he had a huge grin looking at her!

She's growing well and all her parts are counted for. We didn't get a picture of her this time; she was looking away from us, so we weren't able to see the face well, but it made things more real for us.

Baby Girl has been kicking me for the last 5 weeks; this past week, Michael was able to feel her kick for the first time. She's quite active and I can feel her moving around a lot too; Jillian tended to shift from side to side and was pretty predictible with the location of her kicks. I have to admit that this is the best part of the pregnancy; her kicks are like our little secret, and her way of reminding me that she's around. I love it!

Jillian's noticing that my belly is getting bigger; tonight she was playing my tummy like a set of drums while I was singing to her. My bellybutton also seems to provide endless fascination for her as well. She found her own bellybutton a few weeks ago and it seems she can't get enough.

She also got over her cold that she had for about a week. Nothing serious, just what's going around, but a lot of phelgm. We had several restless nights until I got some medicine in her, then she (and us!) managed to sleep well, and her recovery went that much faster (not to mention my sanity!).

On Friday, when Michael picked her up from the sitter's, she was climbing up the stairs. She looked up at Michael and said clear as a bell, "Papa!". On Sunday, Michael was waving and saying goodbye to her. She waved back at him and said "ba ba" (bye bye). I started cheering her on, then she looked at me like I was crazy.

So she can say
-Tu Tu (the dog at the sitter)
-Bye bye
(she said 'ive' for '5' once, but not again)

But not mommy yet! I'm practicing up a storm with her though.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Happy Sunday!

I can't believe the stuff I get excited about nowadays.

Anyway, Jillian got her potty this week, and I thought I'd try it out with her...and she went the first time tonight! Michael and I were going crazy clapping and cheering and I'm sure she thought that we were nuts! We were running her bath, and she was holding onto a couple of her toys, so she was fine with sitting down.

I don't think it will always be that easy, but I want her to get used to it in a non-threatening way.

As of today, I'm officially 1/2 way through the pregnancy-ALREADY! The baby has been moving about for a couple of weeks now, and in 2 days, we get our next ultrasound, which I'm looking forward to. Michael especially, since he missed the 20 week one for Jillian, and there's way more to see.

Now that summer's over, I am officially putting my sandals away at work, and putting sensible (comfy) 'fall' shoes on.

It's funny how fall seems to sneak up on you. There were a couple of nights last week that were *cold*, so today, Michael set up the baseboard heaters in the upstairs bedrooms. After that, it's the baseboard trim, then painting the trim around the windows and doors, and those rooms are DONE!

Oh, the joys of home ownership that no one seems to tell us about. My personal favourite is the taxes themselves....that, and when you go to repair something, you have to do 3 things beforehand before you can get it done, and it takes 3 times as long to complete because of it. Also, you want to do it right the first time, otherwise, it'll drive you bonkers.

Anyway it's getting past my bedtime. Looks like I'm heading for 8:30 - 9pm bedtimes if I want to function at work! It's like being 2 again, I swear!
Things I can't do:
-go on rollercoaster rides, well, pretty much everything except for car rides
-drinking-but I'm not a big drinker
-smoking - but I can't stand that anyway, so it's not a con
-eating soft cheeses, deli meats and shellfish-and I probably forgot 50 things on that list, but with that listeria outbreak, I'm taking things more seriously on that front
-get stressed-which I try to avoid anyway

Things I can do:
-watch other people lift heavy things for me (hee hee), but I figure that Jillian's not a problem at this stage; I just don't overdo it
-enjoy the way I look and dress to show off the belly-in a tasteful way, not actually displaying the belly; although I've been thinking of being a live pumpkin for Halloween
-feeling the baby move-it's my little secret that no one knows about, which is cool, and that I don't get tired of.

Have a great week!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Ah, the Friday before the long weekend!

Michael's back at school after having the summer off(and yes, I was jealous!), and Jillian's back on her 'school schedule' with the sitter. It took her a couple of weeks to adjust, but she's no longer giving me guilt trips when I leave(ie. crying). Phew! She's also eating from a fork now, but she needs some help from us to actually spear the food. She's got these little cute forks just her size too. No sign of being left or right handed; she can get the food in her mouth with either hand.

Her sitter noticed that her ears aren't pierced, and offered to get them pierced for us(in case I didn't want to see her in pain), but I explained to her that we're going to wait until she asks for it. Her older cousin was 3 when she asked, and I know of many other babies that have it done already, but I guess deep down, "I'm" not ready.

She slept through the night 2 nights in a row...then woke us up again in the middle of the night. I feel like we're sooo close! However, she's on water only at night, (we don't want any teeth issues). She's fine with the sippy cup, but has an annoying habit of flinging her cup on the floor when she doesn't want any more to drink. At least she'll eat whatever we're eating at dinner, bu heaven forbid that we keep her waiting too long to eat!

Baby #2 is doing swimmingly; I keep thinking that I "may" have felt some flutters or kicks this week, but I can't say for sure...I'm 17 weeks and 5 days now, so it could be any day now. Right now, it can fit in the palm of my hand, head to bum.

It still blows my mind that we're doing this again; it's just so amazing what a miracle this is.

Oh, before I go, a little piece of advice for you:
If a woman tells you that they're pregnant, PLEASE don't say:
"Wow! You're SO big!!!" or,
"Are you having twins/triplets?"

This makes us grit our teeth and want to ask you how much YOU weigh, and when YOU'RE due-regardless of if you're a male or female.

Please tell us, "You look great!", and look like you mean it. Please. Sometimes we feel like circus freaks, don't remind us that we are.

Thank you.

Have a great long weekend!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Wow! How super-lax have I been for not putting any posts up in 2 months. I do apologize.

But for those not in the know, I am now 4 months pregnant, and the estimated due date is Feb 1st! To the initiated, I'm 16 weeks and 6 days.

What's funny is that you can walk up to an expectant mom and ask them how far along they are and they can tell you *exactly* how far along they are, myself included.

If you ask me what I did 10 minutes ago, that's another story!

Jillian has grown like a weed over the summer. 8 teeth now, and although we'd love to see if any molars are coming in, she tries to bite our fingers if we check out her gums! Her walking is great now, and doesn't fall down as often as she used to, but has acquired the habit of climbing the stairs when we aren't looking. Thank goodness for baby gates. It's not the climbing I'm concerned about, but the descent.

Michael was with her in the house a couple of weeks ago when I got a phone call at work. He sounded awful. When I asked him what was wrong, he said, "Your child climbed the stairs all by herself and I found her in her room crying because she didn't see me." He called the next day to say that "Your child climbed on a big box and scared me half to death!"

Don't worry, I laughed like mad and reminded him that it was 'our' child, even though I had to carry our precious cargo for 38 weeks (see! You remember that sort of random trivia!)

Now, as for #2 (I don't have a cute nickname like some of our friends, but instead it has gained the nickame of a bowel movement...ewww!)

Anyway, #2 is doing quite well. The first ultrasound had it bopping around, which was different from Jillian's, since she deigned to give us a kick to acknowledge us.

We had the second ultrasound last week because they found a cyst on my ovary on the first ultrasound. Picture a water filled balloon, but a lot smaller. A vast majority of these cases are nothing to worry about, and this proved to be the case.

But the good thing was that we got to see #2 again. This time it was also jumping and jiving around. The nurse tried to take a look to see if it was a boy or girl, but no luck this time. Next month we have one more chance to see if it's a boy or girl.

So to answer any pre-emptive questions:
-No, it's not twins or triplets
-Yes, we're going to find out if it's a boy or girl
-I think we're having a boy, Michael thinks it's going to be another girl
-Yes, we were planning on having them a couple of years apart
-No, Jillian has no idea what's going on, but she does like to play with my bellybutton.
-Yes, we are excited!
-No, we don't know if we will have #3; I'm just enjoying the moment right now.

We're planning on having the baby in Ontario as:
1. Our house is 30km away from the nearest hospital(which doesn't normally deliver babies), and my mom's house is 10 km away from the nearest hospital (which does deliver babies). Jillian came fast, and I don't want to take a chance in the winter.
2. My doctor & OB are in Ontario, as it's difficult to get a new doctor these days
3. I want to.

This pregnancy is different than my first one as:
-I've experienced morning sickness during the first 3 months(and I feel SO sorry for the women that have it ALL 9 months)
-I'm more tired than before, partly due to my commute (2+ hours instead of 30 minutes, tops), and chasing a toddler. I'm happy that Jillian's not a demanding child, though.
-I'm more emotional than before. I don't cry at the drop of a hat, but for example, listening to a song set me off last night, but it wasn't a mushy one.

To finish this post on a high note, what makes me laugh the most right now are people (mostly women), who yell at me if I lift anything heaver than a pack of paper. I know I shouldn't lift anything heavy, but I carry a 22 pound toddler around! This gets me yelled at again or rolled eyes. I also got yelled at for standing on a high stool, but I was bored that day.

Thank you for caring for me, though. I do appreciate it.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

The heat! The heat!

Am happy that I found my deodorant today...yesterday was icky and I spent the whole day with my arms by my side...

Life is good, and I can't complain.

Jillian's got 4 teeth in now, no signs of any others yet, and I'm still waiting for her 2 front teeth to come in!

She's great at walking now, and falls down when she has the giggles or trips over something or tries to run. Went to the doctor the other day and she's 21 pounds, 15 ounces. When she got sick last month she lost some weight but has bounced back since then. Doc recommended that she learn to drink from her sippy cup, since I've been lax and still letting her drink from her bottle. I was practicing last weekend, and when Michael gave it to her yesterday, she was a champ and downed the water no problem! I guess it helped that it was so hot and that she was so tired. It's cute because she'll tilt the cup, let the water go in her mouth, then put the cup back down. When she's done, she'll turn it upside down.

You'd think that when you come from the islands, that your child would love the heat too, right? Not a chance! Jillian wandered around most of the weekend with a diaper-and sometimes without... And we had the ceiling fan going on full blast in her room so she could sleep in peace(well, so Mom and Dad could sleep in peace, who am I kidding!)

She's not too crazy about grass, but is learning to deal with it. She was walking and fell down, but didn't like the feeling on her hands as she tried to push herself up. All the pictures I have of her so far in the grass, she does *not* look impressed! When Michael uses the riding lawn mower, she keeps an eye on it to make sure it doesn't sneak up on her. We tried to sit her on Michael's lap with the motor on, but the sounds scared her.

Yes, we did buy a house. Yes, we are still working on the house. No, we have not moved in the house yet! But for sure at the end of the month, we are making the BIG MOVE. Note to self: buy an airconditioner for Jillian's room, or she will be an UNhappy baby this summer!

One thing I am happy about with the new house: satellite internet! This means...PICTURES!!! Oh, about-4 months worth to catch up on? I can't wait! Plus, I can finally start to read again without it taking so long.

Lunch break over...take care!

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Holy cow, has it really been 2 months?

A lot has happened since then...
-I went to to work as an administrator
-We bought a house...needs some work, but we will be moving in at the end of the month
-Jillian's walking no problem and wants to run
-her 2 bottom teeth finally came in 2 weeks ago!!! (only took 13 months)

I've pretty much adjusted to life at work, but I do miss spending the days with Jillian and spending quality time with Michael when he gets home. Nowadays, I get home around 7ish, then in bed around 10. Add in house renos, and that equals not very much bonding/quality time with the family.

I'd write more, but back to work!


Wednesday, March 12, 2008

My baby is now a little girl!!!

We had a 'tiny' celebration on her birthday with my brothers, mom, Shell, Pascal and Sofia. Gave her some vanilla cake with vanilla icing. She seemed to like the taste, shuddered a bit, then promptly threw up on Michael! Too much icing on her piece, I guess! Ah well, it was memorable, right?

Thanks to everyone for the best wishes! Jillian even had a few phone messages when we got home!

Jillian gave Michael and I a nice surprise on March 6th, by taking her first step! We were fully expecting her to do it in front of the babysitter, but she was standing by her highchair and I was close to her. She swayed side to side a bit, lifting her feet up(kinda like a sumo wrestler, but not lifting her feet up high). Then, she stepped towards me with her right foot, then her left. Michael and I were in shock, then we cheered and clapped. She looked at us like we were a *little* crazy! The next day, she took 4-5 steps, and yesterday when I came home, she was already standing by her toy. She looked at me, lifted her arms up, and took a few more steps! (****heart melting****).

She still prefers that we hold onto her hands while she walks around the house, and is now discovering the art of pivoting, so she can go in any direction she wants to while mommy and daddy try to keep up with her.

I started work on the 3rd....and it actually went well. I didn't cry (surprisingly), but I had already left her with the sitter a few times, so we were used to it. Work is great and the people are super nice, so I'm glad to be there.

No teeth...but she is getting better and better at eating whatever we have. Loving fruit, veggies are touch and go, and of course she loves her pasta and bread. She's even preferring to feed herself, but if I give her a spoonful of food, she doesn't turn it down.

Her hair is *everywhere*!!! Now it's long enough for her bangs to get into her mouth, and if we don't pin it away from her face, she pulls at her hair to get it away-very funny, but I don't like to keep it that way for too long, or she gets upset. Now after her hair's washed, and the curls are framing her face, she really looks like a little girl now.

She loves playing blocks with us; we build a tower, she knocks it down. Loves playing with her soccer ball still, and giggles when she pushes it and it rolls back to her. I've also been 'walking' her so she kicks the ball as she's walking. She's also content with playing by herself for long periods of time. At the sitter's, there's a bunch of kids there after school, so she gets to socialize with them until she gets picked up.

I should have some more pictures posted before the end of the month. Now that I'm working again, I need to find the time to organize them!!!

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

11 months and 19 days old. Unbelieveable!

She's showing more of her independence by wanting to feed herself. She managed to scarf down some blueberries and can feed herself with the bottle on her own. Of course, she managed to mash the blueberries, then put the whole mess in her mouth! She's also handy with cheese-she's really got a taste for it!

We also went to the Eastern Townships to visit my Granny, Aunt and Uncle. They had a wonderful time getting to know Jillian. Our visit was too short, but we'll be back again soon. The one thing that she wasn't crazy about was the ride! We had to stop and give her a chance to stretch her legs.

She's also learning how to kick her soccer ball; it was funny how it happened by accident the first time, since I was helping her walk and it was in the way. She started to chase after it and was thrilled to watch it go. She also has fun with throwing the ball against the couch and giggles like mad when it rolls back to her.

Also, with encouragement, she'll 'kiss mommy!'. It takes a lot of begging on my part, but eventually she laughs and gives me a wet smooch. Michael tried it too, but she seems to have a short attention span once she gives one out!

Less than 2 weeks before I get back to work. It's going to be a huge adjustment for everyone, that's for sure! I'm hoping that I'll get to see her first steps either before the end of February or on the weekend, but the statistics are against me... :(
It's been fabulous being at home with her all this year though.

No teeth...were you *really* expecting to hear something? ha ha ha...

Monday, February 04, 2008

11 months

Jillian's getting so independent, it's scary! She's started feeding herself with the bottle(although she still needs help leaning back), and is currently having fun gnawing on her blocks. She's also attempting to stand up on her own without pulling herself up. She hasn't gotten the hang of that yet, but she's not giving up!

No teeth! In case you were wondering...

Her ma-ma-ma and da-da-da sounds are getting more pronounced, but we still can't tell if she's definitely talking about us or now.

She had a playdate today with Cole-and there were tears in the first 5 minutes! She seemed to think that he was a toy and not a baby, and attempted to climb over him. I took her away from him and she started to wail. So did Cole, but I think it's because she scratched him! They did eventually settle down to play, but as soon as one baby played with a toy, the other one wanted it!

Michael has finished his report cards, thank goodness!

Anyway, I have to go, as Jillian seems tired now.

Hope you're having a good week!

Saturday, January 26, 2008

Tick, tick, tick...

No, it's not the biological clock, it's the countdown to me returning to work. Yikes!

To be fair, I didn't cry when I dropped her off at the sitter's last week. When I returned to pick her up in the afternoon (6 hours later), I was wondering:
Would she be crying?
Would she be excited to see me?
Did she miss me?
Would I get a speeding ticket for going 10-20km over the speed limit?

Well, when the sitter opened the door, Jillian was ready to have her bottle. She didn't even look at me!!! Just staring at the bottle with her mouth WIDE open. After she was satisfied, she looked at me as if to say, "Oh, you're here?"

Geez. At least she was happy, right?

Things are good here. She's finishing up her 2nd cold since Christmas(never have I seen so much snot come out of a little person!), and a round of ezcema (dry skin condition-not contagious, just itchy).

What's she up to now:
-Sometimes comes when called. I have to sound really excited when I call her or she's not that interested. I also make her crawl everywhere-it saves my back! I just have to keep her on track, otherwise she'll wander in the bathroom or office.

-Regularly able to stand up for 5 seconds or so without support. It's so cute.
Let go, wobble, hang on, repeat.

-Will get into visual range when she hears, "Where's Jillian?". Michael figured that one out. Very funny to watch, as she can literally go crazy trying to race where you can see her!

-Dances (bobs, really), when she hears music.

Now she can also place her rubber duckie's head in her mouth(sans beak), and gnaw on that for most of her bath. She enjoys it and it keeps her busy. She's very interested in the water faucet, as well as when we drain the water; she'll stick her hand in the hole until it's all gone. I think she likes the sensation of the water flowing over her hand.

No teeth!!! She hasn't really cried in a week about her gums either.

Have I mentioned how much I love snow tires? A few weeks ago when it was super slippery, I would have slid in a ditch if it hadn't been for them! It's mandatory in Quebec anyway, but we've got a killer driveway to get out slopes *up*, and we're on a highway, so we have to really move it once we hit the road.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Hope that everyone had a good weekend!

Jillian's started to babble even more and has finally incorporated the 'd' sound into her vocabulary. She was taking a bath and Michael left to do some work. As soon as he walked out, she started talking and it sounded like she made a da-da-da sound, reminding me of when she would say 'mum'. (I know she hasn't made the connection yet!). Anyway, I shouted to Michael and he came running back, and she made more da-da-da sounds. Very cool!

She's also started eating chunkier foods. At first, she used to gag on it because she was used to the pureed foods, but she's learing quickly to chew/gum her food before swallowing. She can also eat pieces of grapes, and even tried an apple, but
I gave her a piece that was too big and she threw up...ick!

She's getting better and better with standing up on her own, and we have to watch her all-the-time. Her favourite thing to play with at the moment is the hallway socket. Crawl, crawl, crawl, reach out for the holes-AAAHHHHH! Geez, that freaks me out to no end. At least they're covered now, but that doesn't mean I endorse her playing with it.

She went to her cousin's (technically 3rd cousin) 1st birthday party today. It was insane! When she was opening her presents, the cameras were going off, and there were people all around. She(not Jillian), started to get upset, because she wasn't used to it, but after everyone eased off a bit, she had more fun. Is this what celebrities go through? I remember when I was a kid that I wanted to be a celebrity, but now they get so personal.

It's also reminding me that Jillian's birthday is 7 weeks away. Seriously. She has tons of toys already. Do you think that I can get away with just a small get-together, some potluck and cake, but no presents for her? I know it sounds horribly Scrooge-ish, but my house looks like a daycare centre!!!

No teeth. She woke up screaming a couple of nights ago, and calmed down after I put the Orajel/Ambesol on her gums, and that's it so far. If all her teeth come out at the same time, I'm going to be freaked out. It'll be like she's wearing baby dentures or something!

Speaking of the little bugger, she's awake right now after we thought we had her in bed for the night. It just means that she had a 2 hour nap and can gogogo till...what, 1, 2am? She's playing with her musical table and dancing along, happy as a clam. Well, she did have 2 big naps in the car, so that didn't help too much. Arg. Well, that means an *early* wake up call for her in the morning. We're both going to be soooo grumpy in the morning! Michael has to work in the morning, so I'm being nice and letting him sleep. He has to deal with 16 kids, so I guess it's an even tradeoff!

Oh yeah, with this musical table(in English and Spanish), she's learned that if she moves one of the pieces, it'll play the Alphabet song. She'll play the whole song, before turning it again. If she hits another button by accident, she'll move that piece again to listen to the Alphabet song again. Very cool. I do have to switch it between English and Spanish so I don't get sick of the same voice. And I can say that Michael and I are getting good with our Spanish alphabet! Although Michael did think that the spanish version had oh-ka-ka. He asked why they would talk about poo. I had to explain that it was ho-ta-ka (the letters j-k). It took him a few tries, and he eventually got it.

Anyway, I guess it's time to pop another movie in to try to stay awake!

Friday, January 04, 2008

Happy New Year!

Well, this marks the 10-month milestone for my baby. Even since my last post, she's started to:
-stand up and let go briefly in order to see if she stand on her own
-press a button on her toy and bob to the music. It's so cute to see her little bum move like that-she's a Trini, all right!
-talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk
-I think that when she puts her hands together and moves them up and down, it means that she's gone in her diaper. I just caught on today, so I have to test this theory out.
-Eating more food and drinking (real) juice (it's watered down!) on a regular basis. Makes the diapers...ugh...I don't even want to describe them now. It looks like she jumped in a pool then asked us to change it. Bleaugh!
-getting better at holding her bottle, but she has to be motivated, and I can't
make her try it.
-still working on the sippy cup, but it may have to do more with her not wanting to drink the water, but something more interesting.
-a crawling machine! When she sees something that interests her, she'll go as fast as she can, and heaven help the poor toy that's in her path-she runs them right over! She's also not scared of the dark, as she'll wander in other rooms even if the lights are off

Ok, enough bragging for now...I have another 362 days left this year!

She's almost over her cold, but her poor nose is raw from all that phlegm that we have to wipe off. She has, however, enjoyed having her Daddy at home for the last 2 weeks. I know we're both going to miss him during the day once he returns to work on Monday. However, she has a LOT of toys to keep her busy! Luckily, the music they make don't really bother me, and she'll change it up so I won't hear the same thing all day.

I wore nylons the other day for the first time in ages. Sure, I liked the way my legs looked, but getting them on is such a pain! It's really no surprise why I like to wear pants at work!

Speaking of work, 8 more weeks till I get back into the swing of things. Hopefully, the worst of the winter will be over by then! (yeah, yeah, I like to be a Pollyanna and try to find the silver lining!)

Enjoy the last holiday weekend!