Good heavens am I ever sick. I feel like garbage. The fun of first trimester, hey?
Anyways... in other GOOD news, we had an ultrasound today! Baby is doing great, measuring right on time and the little heart was flickering away so beautifully on the screen. Everything is looking good so far, but this was more of a baseline ultrasound and it will be monitoring from here on in. The radiologist even came in to scan me as well, and said that everything looked great. Yipee! So we have a healthy baby in me, who is doing great and staying right where it should!
This is going to be short today... I am fighting the urge to throw up at the moment, so it's just not a good time to be writing. But I had to update on the ultrasound of course. :)
Will write more later...
Jen
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Ah Monday...
...otherwise known as "Recovery Day". The day where we recover from our insane lack of sleep, and try and get our toddler back on track from the weekend festivities. Weekends generally conisist of poor napping, late bedtimes and well... fun with Daddy, so really... who wants to sleep?! Not Logan.
Our weekend did include some sun though, so that is ALWAYS nice. Especially in Winnipeg these days where hot days are few and far between. Saturday I slept because I worked overnight on Friday night, but we did hang out with some friends Saturday night. Ross finally saw the Star Trek movie that he's been dying to see, and he loved it. He's now saying "I wanna see Star Trek again...". Don't ask me what all the hype is about, I have no desires to see such movies... but he's a fan, so I'm thankful for friends and family members who will take him. ;)
Unfourtnately Ross's Trekking experience wasn't completely stellar, as he left the building to find out that his bike lock had been cut and his bike had been stolen. He was super bummed because he rides his bike ALL the time. It's his summer exercise and transportation to work and back when it's not raining, and it's what keeps him sane at his desk job. So while it is just a "thing" and not the end of the world... it was a lifestyle for him. I think that's what bummed him out the most. However, my Mom offered to lend him her bike for the summer to take to work and back until Ross got a new one. We likely won't get a new one this summer, perhaps next summer if it's in the budget, but my mom has a very nice bike and Ross is definitely enjoying having the freedom of biking back. We are praying for a smoking good deal on a nice bike to invest in for him, hopefully sometime around his birthday. :)
Sunday was a BEAUTIFUL day, so we played outside in the afternoon and then had some people from church over and BBQ'd some burgers. We played a game till FAR too late in the evening and are now exhausted. haha. But we had fun, and that's all that matters :)
So now, we are recovering. Logan is singing himself to sleep in his bed, down for an early nap and as soon as he is sleeping I am heading off to do the same thing.
Pregnancy-wise, I am still feeling the same. Quite sick most of the time, especially after I eat anything, and feeling quite tired. Otherwise not much going on. I should be having an ultrasound sometime this week to check on things and see how they're doing... but the date is still TBA. My tummy is still growing - WOW do things show fast when it's the third one! I am honestly shocked at how fast my tummy popped out this time. But after talking to a friend who has 4 kids, she wasn't surprised in the least. With her 2nd, 3rd and 4th kids she was showing much earlier and in maternity clothes by 8 weeks. Well, I am 7 weeks today... and I am definitely coming up to that point. *sigh* Ah well, all I want is a healthy baby. I can lose weight later. ;)
That's about all for our weekend... lots of fun, now time for lots of rest. Adios!
Jen
Our weekend did include some sun though, so that is ALWAYS nice. Especially in Winnipeg these days where hot days are few and far between. Saturday I slept because I worked overnight on Friday night, but we did hang out with some friends Saturday night. Ross finally saw the Star Trek movie that he's been dying to see, and he loved it. He's now saying "I wanna see Star Trek again...". Don't ask me what all the hype is about, I have no desires to see such movies... but he's a fan, so I'm thankful for friends and family members who will take him. ;)
Unfourtnately Ross's Trekking experience wasn't completely stellar, as he left the building to find out that his bike lock had been cut and his bike had been stolen. He was super bummed because he rides his bike ALL the time. It's his summer exercise and transportation to work and back when it's not raining, and it's what keeps him sane at his desk job. So while it is just a "thing" and not the end of the world... it was a lifestyle for him. I think that's what bummed him out the most. However, my Mom offered to lend him her bike for the summer to take to work and back until Ross got a new one. We likely won't get a new one this summer, perhaps next summer if it's in the budget, but my mom has a very nice bike and Ross is definitely enjoying having the freedom of biking back. We are praying for a smoking good deal on a nice bike to invest in for him, hopefully sometime around his birthday. :)
Sunday was a BEAUTIFUL day, so we played outside in the afternoon and then had some people from church over and BBQ'd some burgers. We played a game till FAR too late in the evening and are now exhausted. haha. But we had fun, and that's all that matters :)
So now, we are recovering. Logan is singing himself to sleep in his bed, down for an early nap and as soon as he is sleeping I am heading off to do the same thing.
Pregnancy-wise, I am still feeling the same. Quite sick most of the time, especially after I eat anything, and feeling quite tired. Otherwise not much going on. I should be having an ultrasound sometime this week to check on things and see how they're doing... but the date is still TBA. My tummy is still growing - WOW do things show fast when it's the third one! I am honestly shocked at how fast my tummy popped out this time. But after talking to a friend who has 4 kids, she wasn't surprised in the least. With her 2nd, 3rd and 4th kids she was showing much earlier and in maternity clothes by 8 weeks. Well, I am 7 weeks today... and I am definitely coming up to that point. *sigh* Ah well, all I want is a healthy baby. I can lose weight later. ;)
That's about all for our weekend... lots of fun, now time for lots of rest. Adios!
Jen
Friday, May 22, 2009
First thunderstorm of the year!
... and it lasted all of 5 minutes. Yep. Big storm.
BUT it was a downpour... and in Logan's world that means only one thing. PUDDLES! So we watched the storm out the window (because the thing had foiled our walk in the first place) and watched the birds get wet. Very funny to a 1.5 year old boy. "Birdie! Rain!" (as if to warn them... you're getting wet!) Thunder cracked and roared and everytime Logan looked at me with amazement and wonder and said "ooooooohh!". It was a good experience all around. It does Mommy's heart good to know her little boy loves storms as much as she does.
I heard later that someone said something about a funnel cloud, but I have a hard time believing that...
Anywho. Back to our puddles. So, Logan notices that the whole world around him is now soaking wet and I suggest boots. Well. What a GREAT idea! He goes tearing off to find his "boops" and we get dressed to go outside. Of course, Mommy being 100% aware of her new blog and how cute her son is - grabs her camera. We find a good little puddle, splash around for a while and then explore the world around us. See, 5 minutes of rain doesn't make for grand puddles, just little ones. So we entertained ourselves with a small puddle,
a pinecone
and a dandylion.
We also checked out trees and bushes.
The wind was cool, so we headed back inside for some supper about 20 minutes later.
What else did we do today? We went for a bus ride! Logan loves - and I mean LOVES the bus. So we had Mommy's friend Andrea over today and decided, why not. Let's brave the weather and go to the mall on the bus. So off we went. We took the bus all the way to the mall (which was just enough time to be tired of the bus and want to do something else), hung out there for about 45 mins to an hour, and then came home on the bus. He was just thrilled to be on the bus. And, to top it all off, we saw a firetruck, semi trucks and a cement truck on the way. Most importantly the firetruck - also known as "wee-oo wee-oo" (think siren noises) which was mentioned a few times on our trip thereafter.
All in the day of the life of Logan. What tomorrow will bring, nobody knows.
Oh, and Logan shared his cars with the baby today. Apparently babies like cars... so I'm told.
Until the next adventure...
Jen
BUT it was a downpour... and in Logan's world that means only one thing. PUDDLES! So we watched the storm out the window (because the thing had foiled our walk in the first place) and watched the birds get wet. Very funny to a 1.5 year old boy. "Birdie! Rain!" (as if to warn them... you're getting wet!) Thunder cracked and roared and everytime Logan looked at me with amazement and wonder and said "ooooooohh!". It was a good experience all around. It does Mommy's heart good to know her little boy loves storms as much as she does.
I heard later that someone said something about a funnel cloud, but I have a hard time believing that...
Anywho. Back to our puddles. So, Logan notices that the whole world around him is now soaking wet and I suggest boots. Well. What a GREAT idea! He goes tearing off to find his "boops" and we get dressed to go outside. Of course, Mommy being 100% aware of her new blog and how cute her son is - grabs her camera. We find a good little puddle, splash around for a while and then explore the world around us. See, 5 minutes of rain doesn't make for grand puddles, just little ones. So we entertained ourselves with a small puddle,
a pinecone
and a dandylion.
We also checked out trees and bushes.
The wind was cool, so we headed back inside for some supper about 20 minutes later.
What else did we do today? We went for a bus ride! Logan loves - and I mean LOVES the bus. So we had Mommy's friend Andrea over today and decided, why not. Let's brave the weather and go to the mall on the bus. So off we went. We took the bus all the way to the mall (which was just enough time to be tired of the bus and want to do something else), hung out there for about 45 mins to an hour, and then came home on the bus. He was just thrilled to be on the bus. And, to top it all off, we saw a firetruck, semi trucks and a cement truck on the way. Most importantly the firetruck - also known as "wee-oo wee-oo" (think siren noises) which was mentioned a few times on our trip thereafter.
All in the day of the life of Logan. What tomorrow will bring, nobody knows.
Oh, and Logan shared his cars with the baby today. Apparently babies like cars... so I'm told.
Until the next adventure...
Jen
Logan and his baby...
I don't think my little boy can get any cuter. Ok, he probably can but good heavens is he ever cute. Here's our little scene yesterday.
I just crawl out of the tub, enjoying some nice relaxing time after a long day of very bad nausea and a very active toddler - not a good combination for those who are wondering. I throw on a sweater and come out of my room to the hall where Logan is playing. "Mommy!" I hear. He comes and hugs my knees, a new favourite sign of affection of his. He reaches up, grabs the top of my pants and pulls down - trying to get me to come down to his level. He says to me, "baby!" and proceeds to hug my belly and give it kisses and snuggles. Aw, so sweet. But wait, it gets better. He all of a sudden runs away and comes back with one of his folded up blankies from his stack of recieving blankets. He brings it back to me and puts it on my belly! I say to him, "Aw, are you sharing your blankie with your baby?" "Sssare!" he says to me. Ross and I proceed to melt. Ok, I melt. Ross laughs and thinks it's cute. My little boy is already sharing with the baby! This may not be a big deal to some, but if you have kids or you understand sibling rivalry at ALL... this is a very good and very sweet thing!
Now, you need to understand that blankies are the end of the world to Logan. They're his favourite thing ever. If there is a blankie, everything is ok. For him to share a blankie is like for me to share chocolate when I'm PMSing. It just doesn't happen easily. He has them everywhere, he has a different favourite blankie every night and there is one in particular that if he has a bad dream, sometimes that blankie can make it all better. (Wish I would think of that more often when he's clinging to me at 3am...)
My little guy is going to be an AWESOME big brother soon. He is such a helper and loves to declare himself "I helper!". I think he's just totally going to fall into a big brother type of role and love his baby to pieces.
What a sweetheart. I love him so much.
I just crawl out of the tub, enjoying some nice relaxing time after a long day of very bad nausea and a very active toddler - not a good combination for those who are wondering. I throw on a sweater and come out of my room to the hall where Logan is playing. "Mommy!" I hear. He comes and hugs my knees, a new favourite sign of affection of his. He reaches up, grabs the top of my pants and pulls down - trying to get me to come down to his level. He says to me, "baby!" and proceeds to hug my belly and give it kisses and snuggles. Aw, so sweet. But wait, it gets better. He all of a sudden runs away and comes back with one of his folded up blankies from his stack of recieving blankets. He brings it back to me and puts it on my belly! I say to him, "Aw, are you sharing your blankie with your baby?" "Sssare!" he says to me. Ross and I proceed to melt. Ok, I melt. Ross laughs and thinks it's cute. My little boy is already sharing with the baby! This may not be a big deal to some, but if you have kids or you understand sibling rivalry at ALL... this is a very good and very sweet thing!
Now, you need to understand that blankies are the end of the world to Logan. They're his favourite thing ever. If there is a blankie, everything is ok. For him to share a blankie is like for me to share chocolate when I'm PMSing. It just doesn't happen easily. He has them everywhere, he has a different favourite blankie every night and there is one in particular that if he has a bad dream, sometimes that blankie can make it all better. (Wish I would think of that more often when he's clinging to me at 3am...)
My little guy is going to be an AWESOME big brother soon. He is such a helper and loves to declare himself "I helper!". I think he's just totally going to fall into a big brother type of role and love his baby to pieces.
What a sweetheart. I love him so much.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
The evil that is... Facebook.
So, I've had a few comments on facebook about the pregnancy... I probably should have made that one clear from the get-go. Sorry about that. If you've commented on my Facebook any type of congrats or anything... I probably deleted it. (But thank you for your congrats, I did read them of course!) Here's why...
The thing about losing a child, is that a LOT of people tend to fly into your life all at once. They become your temporary friend and ask you all sorts of personal questions that they would normally not be asking. "How are you doing?... No, how are you REALLY feeling?", "If you need anything, anything at all, call me anytime. If you just want to talk about things, I'm always here... even at 3am...". You know, stuff like that. People who I don't even have - and have never had - their phone numbers are saying "call me anytime". People who have NO prior interest in my otherwise boring life because well... I'm boring... are now asking all sorts of prying questions, claiming to "be there for me".
Yes, I know they mean well. Really. And I honestly do appreciate the rally of friends around me in a difficult time, it was a blessing. But to tell you the honest truth, when the dust settles and everything seems to calm down a bit... you know, 3-4 weeks after the fact... those people disappear. My so-called friends now have more interesting things to do than to talk to me about my life and grief. My offers for 3am phone calls... I'm now hardpressed for a 2pm chat conversation on the internet, never mind the risk of picking up the phone. I'm not bitter, even though it may sound like I am... but I am wiser. I feel a bit sheepish pouring out my life and heart to people who I later found out really didn't care at all. They just got caught up in the moment. Everyone loves to be needed, it's human nature. But I feel a bit... well... guarded now. I don't want that happening again.
So... back to facebook. In dealing with what I have dealt with in my life, and now entering a new pregnancy (and all the hesitations and fears that come with it) I am trying my best to stay close to my friends, and be aware of those who are just "here for the excitement". If you have this blog address, you're likely someone I consider a friend. If you think you are, then you likely are. I'm not talking about people who I keep in touch with, or people that I volontarily email or call... I'm talking about people I haven't talked to in months or years just because well, we couldn't be bothered. (and if you live in Thailand, that is different ;) haha!) I have deleted quite a few of those people off my facebook, making it a bit safer of a place for now, but I don't plan on posting anything pregnancy related on my facebook. As friends of mine, you can know all that is going on with the pregnancy and our family through this blog (partially the reason I created it!). But, for my sanity's sake... please leave comments off my facebook wall for now. If you want to send congrats or ask questions, the facebook email is great for that. :)
I hope this doesn't come off as though I'm bitter or angry at anyone, I'm really not. I just feel sheepish about the whole thing, and I feel a little like an open book when I'm really not sure I want so many people to be talking about me so freely. I hope you understand, please know that this is solely a protection of my heart and emotions and nothing more. Thanks. :)
Jen
The thing about losing a child, is that a LOT of people tend to fly into your life all at once. They become your temporary friend and ask you all sorts of personal questions that they would normally not be asking. "How are you doing?... No, how are you REALLY feeling?", "If you need anything, anything at all, call me anytime. If you just want to talk about things, I'm always here... even at 3am...". You know, stuff like that. People who I don't even have - and have never had - their phone numbers are saying "call me anytime". People who have NO prior interest in my otherwise boring life because well... I'm boring... are now asking all sorts of prying questions, claiming to "be there for me".
Yes, I know they mean well. Really. And I honestly do appreciate the rally of friends around me in a difficult time, it was a blessing. But to tell you the honest truth, when the dust settles and everything seems to calm down a bit... you know, 3-4 weeks after the fact... those people disappear. My so-called friends now have more interesting things to do than to talk to me about my life and grief. My offers for 3am phone calls... I'm now hardpressed for a 2pm chat conversation on the internet, never mind the risk of picking up the phone. I'm not bitter, even though it may sound like I am... but I am wiser. I feel a bit sheepish pouring out my life and heart to people who I later found out really didn't care at all. They just got caught up in the moment. Everyone loves to be needed, it's human nature. But I feel a bit... well... guarded now. I don't want that happening again.
So... back to facebook. In dealing with what I have dealt with in my life, and now entering a new pregnancy (and all the hesitations and fears that come with it) I am trying my best to stay close to my friends, and be aware of those who are just "here for the excitement". If you have this blog address, you're likely someone I consider a friend. If you think you are, then you likely are. I'm not talking about people who I keep in touch with, or people that I volontarily email or call... I'm talking about people I haven't talked to in months or years just because well, we couldn't be bothered. (and if you live in Thailand, that is different ;) haha!) I have deleted quite a few of those people off my facebook, making it a bit safer of a place for now, but I don't plan on posting anything pregnancy related on my facebook. As friends of mine, you can know all that is going on with the pregnancy and our family through this blog (partially the reason I created it!). But, for my sanity's sake... please leave comments off my facebook wall for now. If you want to send congrats or ask questions, the facebook email is great for that. :)
I hope this doesn't come off as though I'm bitter or angry at anyone, I'm really not. I just feel sheepish about the whole thing, and I feel a little like an open book when I'm really not sure I want so many people to be talking about me so freely. I hope you understand, please know that this is solely a protection of my heart and emotions and nothing more. Thanks. :)
Jen
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Welcome!
Hi there!
Well, due to overwhelming popular demand... I bring you our blog! Especially made for those who are not in Winnipeg and don't see us often! Now you can keep tabs on Logan, us and the new pregnancy! I will post lots of pictures for you to see and I will try my very best to keep this updated! Hopefully this way you won't feel like Logan is growing a year overnight and that we are doing things that you had no idea about!
Where to start. Here's where we're at.
Me. I am currently 6 weeks pregnant with our third pregnancy and am due January 10th, 2010. Logan being my first, Faith being my second. For those of you who don't know about Faith, she was born at 21 weeks due to some unknown reasons for me going into premature labour. She was born December 2oth, 2007 and passed away 10 minutes after her birth. We still miss her dearly, but we know she is in a much better place and we will see her again someday. This pregnancy has been uneventful so far, but I have many good doctors in place to keep on top of things and all of them have been very proactive. I will be watched very closely this time. My OB/GYN is very confident that things will go much better this time. I am currently doing very well, no scary pregnancy things happening, just very very sick. I have yet to throw up (had to say that - EVERYONE asks me...) but I am feeling very nauseous most of the time. Food is not appealing at all, and I eat out of sheer neccesity. C'est la vie of first trimester. I'm not complaining though, I feel pregnant and I am thankful for that. Otherwise I am working a little bit as a nurse on a postpardum floor, and I absolutely love my job. It's fun, relaxing and I really enjoy it. The nurses there are fantastic and very nice to work with. I work very little, just on weekends. I stay home with Logan during the week and absolutely love being home with him.
Ross. He is currently working at Society for Manitobans with Disabilities, but will be leaving there to begin his graduate studies for his Masters in Psychology. He is absolutely pumped to be going back to school, and if you know Ross at ALL, this will not surprise you. He's self-admittedly addicted to school. He can't wait to write papers, loves exams and loves being in classes. Things I do not understand... so better him than me. ;) He is definitely good at what he does, so I have no doubt in my mind that he will succeed in whatever he does. At home he is working dilligently on Logan's big boy room which is turning out fabulously, and spends lots of time with us. We are looking forward to some family vacation time this summer.
Logan. Oh, what ISN'T Logan up to these days! haha! He is definitely a little boy and keeps us on our toes. He's a ton of fun though. He'll be two years old on August 22nd this year. His latest favourites are his swing set and slide out in the back yard, going for walks outside and building forts in the living room. We don't go more than one day without him begging us for a fort. He is big into books, mostly the Little Critter series and anything to do with cars and trucks. We read these books all day long. We try to get out quite a bit, so he is used to going out a lot but definitely still enjoys a long afternoon nap (don't we all?). He grows faster than I can imagine, and I honestly think that the older we all get, the faster life goes. What's with that?
Well, due to overwhelming popular demand... I bring you our blog! Especially made for those who are not in Winnipeg and don't see us often! Now you can keep tabs on Logan, us and the new pregnancy! I will post lots of pictures for you to see and I will try my very best to keep this updated! Hopefully this way you won't feel like Logan is growing a year overnight and that we are doing things that you had no idea about!
Where to start. Here's where we're at.
Me. I am currently 6 weeks pregnant with our third pregnancy and am due January 10th, 2010. Logan being my first, Faith being my second. For those of you who don't know about Faith, she was born at 21 weeks due to some unknown reasons for me going into premature labour. She was born December 2oth, 2007 and passed away 10 minutes after her birth. We still miss her dearly, but we know she is in a much better place and we will see her again someday. This pregnancy has been uneventful so far, but I have many good doctors in place to keep on top of things and all of them have been very proactive. I will be watched very closely this time. My OB/GYN is very confident that things will go much better this time. I am currently doing very well, no scary pregnancy things happening, just very very sick. I have yet to throw up (had to say that - EVERYONE asks me...) but I am feeling very nauseous most of the time. Food is not appealing at all, and I eat out of sheer neccesity. C'est la vie of first trimester. I'm not complaining though, I feel pregnant and I am thankful for that. Otherwise I am working a little bit as a nurse on a postpardum floor, and I absolutely love my job. It's fun, relaxing and I really enjoy it. The nurses there are fantastic and very nice to work with. I work very little, just on weekends. I stay home with Logan during the week and absolutely love being home with him.Ross. He is currently working at Society for Manitobans with Disabilities, but will be leaving there to begin his graduate studies for his Masters in Psychology. He is absolutely pumped to be going back to school, and if you know Ross at ALL, this will not surprise you. He's self-admittedly addicted to school. He can't wait to write papers, loves exams and loves being in classes. Things I do not understand... so better him than me. ;) He is definitely good at what he does, so I have no doubt in my mind that he will succeed in whatever he does. At home he is working dilligently on Logan's big boy room which is turning out fabulously, and spends lots of time with us. We are looking forward to some family vacation time this summer.
Logan. Oh, what ISN'T Logan up to these days! haha! He is definitely a little boy and keeps us on our toes. He's a ton of fun though. He'll be two years old on August 22nd this year. His latest favourites are his swing set and slide out in the back yard, going for walks outside and building forts in the living room. We don't go more than one day without him begging us for a fort. He is big into books, mostly the Little Critter series and anything to do with cars and trucks. We read these books all day long. We try to get out quite a bit, so he is used to going out a lot but definitely still enjoys a long afternoon nap (don't we all?). He grows faster than I can imagine, and I honestly think that the older we all get, the faster life goes. What's with that?So that's our family as it is right now. Stay tuned for more updates on us and pictures!
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