Pregnancy TWO!

People have been asking how I've been feeling, but you know how it is.  I would much rather live in my bubble......where things are JUST SPLENDID and I get to chat with you about all things sparkly......

I am 14 weeks pregnant now (YAY!) and the symptoms of trimester one are finally starting to ease up.  I started feeling sick at about week 5 (in comparison to week 6 last time!) with some serious nighttime nausea.  I know it's opposite of what you hear, but the timing of it was actually a blessing!  It allowed me to power through the work day and teach my classes without a spontaneous exit to the washroom (BIG WIN)!  But then 5 o'clock would strike (dun, dun, dun), at which point things took a turn for the worst. Quick movements became not okay and my food choices were limited (what the heck was I going to be able to eat?).  There was dry-heaving and vomiting and laying on the bathroom floor.  There was a fear of bedtime and teeth-brushing and getting up to go to the loo. There was the fear of losing this sweet little baby we dreamed of and the suppression of extreme excitement and........these feelings are still kinda here by the way (a mother worries from DAY ONE!).  My intention was to wait as long as possible to announce this pregnancy, but at week 5 or 6 - when a colleague commented on a bump and asked Phil if I was pregnant - we knew it was going to be a tricky situation.  It seems my baby abode has been upgraded since round one - it's as though God did some renos, threw on an addition and BAM - the belly button was turning out by week 8. I've been asked, "IS IT TWINS?!".  I've been asked, "ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE ONLY _____ WEEKS?!"  Well, as far as we know, we're growing a singleton and the due date is January 16th :)

14 weeks.....in slippers.  Who said pregnancy was a warm thing?

Anyways, trimester two is here and I am starting to relax a little more.  Worry is slowly turning into excitement and real clothes are turning into maternity clothes.  Sciatic back pain has returned (oh my sweet friend from pregnancy #1) and so have the joys of exhaustion (but this time, with an active 17 month old).  It's shocking how quickly this pregnancy is going to be honest.  Perhaps it's because I was working up until 10 weeks.  Or that I have Nory to keep me busy.  Either way, we're on a high speed plane to January and we'll be a family of four in NO TIME AT ALL!   

Nothing beats FAMILY.

You're looking at the new and improved KUWAIT CREW (minus Coco The Great - although we wish she could be with us too)!!!! Barring any issues related to the confirmation of a work visa, Dana will be joining us in Kuwait for the upcoming school year and we couldn't be more thrilled!

I've told you before how gosh darn OPPOSITE Dana and I are, but there's something comforting about having people abroad with you who know EXACTLY what you're missing back home.  You know, someone who understands the great taste of bagged 2% milk, yet understands the hassles of replacing a bag that's gone empty (where are the scissors and is the new bag of milk REALLY at the bottom of the leftovers in the fridge?!).  Someone who sees all the little apartment dogs in the desert and knows that they are hardly considered dogs at all in some parts (or houses!) of the world.  Someone who is perfectly okay with a spoon and a jar of Kraft Peanut Butter as an appetizer, bedtime snack, or a meal.  Someone who can genuinely say they miss the snow-shoveling, snow-fort-building, snowman-making days of our childhood, yet genuinely DOES NOT MISS the FREAKING cold, freezing rain, and poor driving conditions.  Someone who knows that the Polar Express MUST BE READ - teacher style - every single Christmas Eve, NO MATTER WHAT (some might call this a legal requirement).  Someone who understands the value in a turkey on special occasions (and can actually make one!!!!).  Someone who believes that you should be able to walk out your front door and go for a walk, rather than drive 10 minutes to do the exact same thing....

It's going to be great.  And as we were walking together the other morning, getting icecream today, and having a pool party this afternoon, it became quite clear that little Miss Nory is going to love having her Aunt Dana with us too!!! 

Fingers crossed all of the important stuff gets taken care of....and the four (and a half) of us are off to Kuwait in August!!!!!!  WE LOVE YOU DOODLE!!!!!!!! xoxo

Leaving Nory OVERNIGHT. FOR THE FIRST TIME!

The good news is that it happened.  We did it!  She did it!  They (the grandparents!) did it!  We ALL DID IT!!!!!!!  (I don't think there was any doubt from the grandparent front.  I mean, they managed to raise five children and we're all alive and well today!).

So what was it then that made it seem like such an achievement to arrive on Sunday morning to a child (and parents/in-laws!) that still seemed to like us?  LOVE US, even?  Hmmmm....

Well, I think it all comes down to this: 

WE ARE CRAZY.  Crazy, crazy, paranoid first-timers in the big, scary world of parenting.  

1)  Most parents (I suspect) can't wait to get a second to themselves, but having been with Nory EVERY SECOND POSSIBLE while overseas - and not being used to the whole "family members want quality time with your child" thing - we've become quite familiar with being together often and we've come to love it.  The possibility of us crying on the front porch as Nana and Grandpa pulled away with our little one in tow....well.....that MIGHT have happened.  (Ah-hem, it 100% DID and the crying resumed INSIDE the house for at least 10 more minutes!)  

2)  Don't 17 month old's remember this stuff?  You leaving them?  Abandoning them for two whole nights?  Don't they grow up to hate you over circumstances such as these ones?  (Remember:  I began this whole thing with "we're CRAZY").    

3)  There's nothing we hate more than inconveniencing other people.  We don't want people to feel stressed out or upset or angry for any reason related to us.  What if Nory cries?  What if she gets sick?  What if she won't eat?  What if she's teething?  What if she throws a toy and hits someone in the face?  What if she smashes a piece of pottery on the ground?  There are just so many scenarios that would leave us feeling REALLY, REALLY BADLY and it's not in us to cope.

4)  We're skeptics.  I mean, who ACTUALLY doesn't mind if they are up all night?  Who ACTUALLY doesn't mind changing a dirty diaper?  Who ACTUALLY doesn't mind running around the yard from morning to night, chasing a little one nonstop?  I guess the answer is:  GRANDPARENTS.  And other people who love your daughter to pieces.  These people - who are completely smitten by the same little person who leaves you completely smitten too - are also crazy.  Because they say things like "it was an honour" when you retrieve your daughter from their house....

So anyways.  We're crazy.  You granddaughter-lovers are crazy. We're simply ALL CRAZY.  All CRAZY IN LOVE with this tiny girl who's made our family a louder, happier, and busier one!

Thank you to Nana and Grandpa for looking after Nory so we could attend Aimee and Patrick's wedding this weekend.  We really appreciate it!  And thank you to everyone who has EVER offered to babysit but has yet to do so because - as I've mentioned a billion times - we're CRAZY, CRAZY, PARANOID FIRST-TIMERS IN THE BIG, SCARY WORLD OF PARENTING.  Perhaps we'll start taking you up on those offers.............

Cheers to OUR VILLAGE!  (Because it really does take a village to raise a child!)

Parkinson Obsessions.

Phillip - GARDENING.  This obsession is a rather new find (like yesterday new) and ever since he got the hang of things, he's been thinking and dreaming about doing MORE!  There's weeding and edging and pruning and.............other gardening STUFF.

Lindsay - 2% milk.  It's FIERCE.  We use boxed milk in Kuwait - and ONLY to wet our cereal or jazz up a tea.  A glass of milk never happens because it just doesn't taste as good there.  But here.  BUT HERE!  Ohhhhhh baby.  Either it's a die-hard pregnancy craving or similar expats know exactly what I'm talking about!

Nory - DOGS.  Or shall we say "WOOF WOOF'S".  (Yes, we've finally surpassed the "ball" stage and have entered a more lively and sometimes embarrassing one).  Nory says "WOOF WOOF" when she wakes up in the morning.  She says "WOOF WOOF" to every single dog we see on our daily walks.  She says "WOOF WOOF" to other mammals that may resemble (or not) an actual WOOF WOOF (example:  buffalo at the zoo).  She says "WOOF WOOF" to random old ladies at Walmart (who then proceed to tell Nory about the WOOF WOOF'S they have at home).  She even said "WOOF WOOF" in the middle of the night this past weekend while her Nana and Grandpa were watching her!  THE GIRL IS OBSESSED, I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!  (And we better find friends with dogs in Kuwait ASAP!)

#MAMARAZZI #THOSEFACIALEXPRESSIONS

That day I dressed her in a throwback jersey because I just couldn't help myself....

I remember seeing this Gretzky jersey (circa 1980's!) last summer - a jersey that I believe my older brother wore when he was little.  I wanted it to fit Nory SO BADLY at that time, but I knew we'd have to wait until this summer before we even tried to make it work.  Well, this summer came and I somehow forgot about it altogether.  Until the other day.....when I opened the wooden chest at the end of our bed to find it right on top and READY to be TRIED!!!!!

Albeit a bit small (or EXTRA TIGHT in the midsection!), Nory managed to hold off all tears for a few pictures - WOO HOO!!!!!!!!!!!  I think the look was adorable :)

 

Thanks for the two minutes of GREAT TIMES, Gretzky Jersey From the 80's.  I will have to remember about you sooner for Baby #2!!!!!!

NARRATING the CAMERA ROLL...... (Alternative Title: The Worst Blogger of the Summer Returns!)

I know, I know. I'll make it up to you right now :)

Phil and I enjoying some music at the Jazz Festival in Lakefield.  We could hear it from the house but sometimes it's worth the extra $5 for the REAL EXPERIENCE ;)

Grandma and Grumps were also with us to enjoy some tunes!  You should have seen Nory and Grandma dance up a storm!  They just might have stole the show.....

Our first trip to the Peterborough Zoo!  The train was closed but the animals were OPEN FOR VISITING!

Wooo!!!!!  We borrowed a car and made our way to HOT BELLY MAMAS for lunch!!!!!  It is one of our favourite places to eat - a place where we don't even have to look at the menu.  It's blackened chicken and Caribbean roti.  Every.  Single.  Time.

A gift for Nory from Auntie Aimee!  The gloves say "Mommy and Me", but these days I think it might be Daddy wearing those gloves......(Phil has recently become an avid gardener.  AVID, AVID!)

If we aren't emptying the laundry basket, her toys bins, or the bookshelf, we are climbing into the rocking chair and requesting to be handed books for some good ole "silent reading".  (FYI:  The silent part doesn't really happen!)

CONGRATULATIONS AIMEE AND PATRICK!!!!  This past weekend we celebrated the marriage of these two wonderful people.  It was such an honour to be a member of the bridal party :)  We love you guys! xo

I think she's inherited my love for Beanie Babies.  (Although she is also big on the Beanie Boo trend - you know, the cute stuffed toys with massive eyes).

DADDY'S GIRL.  Or should we say Nory's GUY?!!!!!  These two.  I tell ya......absolutely EVERYTHING together.

Playing a game of after dinner tag at the park behind our house.  Teaching her the rules was a bit tricky.  The first few times she was "it" - she ran in the completely opposite direction!!!

An Announcement!

Have you noticed anything different about the header in the last week?  A tiny wee change by the title of my blog?  If not, let me fill you in:  we went from having three little pearls in the header (one for each of us) to FOUR little pearls in the header (also one for each of us!).

Yes, WE ARE HAVING ANOTHER BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's funny because, ever since Nory was about 3 months old, people started asking us when we were going to have another one.  It's also funny because, we were wondering when we'd have another one too!  We knew we had some difficulty getting pregnant the first time, so we expected to encounter some challenges during round two as well.  Knowing this, and knowing that we wanted our kids to be close in age, we started trying for baby number two as soon as the doctor gave us the A-OKAY!

Well, DETAILS SCHMEEEE-TAILS.  I won't get into all of them, but I will tell you that we were thankful to have the (accelerated!) healthcare we received in Kuwait.  Besides the obvious waiting periods, there were no other wait periods at all.  Test results, phone calls, doctor appointments, new prescriptions, new plans of action......all happened as quickly as possible.  There were some tears and pain and disappointment and discomfort but the end goal was achieved and we couldn't have been happier to (finally!) see a positive pregnancy test before our eyes!  And that was despite the heart-breaking circumstance that presented itself that week.....

We found out we were pregnant the night before Shani passed away.  Shani was one of the people that I had opened up to about our fertility struggles and she knew how hopeful we were to have a sibling for Nory someday soon.  She would always reassure me that another baby was coming, because in her culture (and this sounds so strange I'm sure), when your first born child begins to do the downward dog position (YOGA, PEOPLE!), it's a clear sign of more children in your near future.  I would laugh, but she was always very serious.  But her sincerity told me to trust in it.  And if nothing else, her love and kindness was always comforting for me.  

I'm not sure if you remember, but when I posted about Shani before, I mentioned that she had surely earned a miracle.  Through her generosity and hardwork, I really believed she had earned the miracle she needed to survive any tragedy.  Well.  Of course I believe in science.  And I don't think I would be pregnant today without it.  But I also believe in miracles.  And, to be absolutely honest, I think Shani gave her miracle to us.  The very next day.....she went to Heaven. 

 

We love you, Sweet Shani.  May this little baby growing inside of me always be a symbol of your bright, shining heart.  Thank you for everything, Our Angel. 

And to this little baby I speak of - Mommy, Daddy and your big sister Nory can't wait to meet you!!!!!  XOXO

JANUARY 2015!!!!!!!!!!!

A Clingy Little One...

(Note:  I wrote this two days ago and I'm happy to report that the situation has greatly improved!!!!)

Requires LOTS of muscle and EVEN MORE patience!  Ugh!!!!  Not only do I feel inferior in terms of muscle tone and the general public, I have seriously reconsidered my ability to educate the youth of our future with the amount of patience (ah-hem - VERY LITTLE!) I have these days.  Nory is getting her molars (it's CONFIRMED that both bottom ones have popped up, but she won't let me assess the top) and I am SO happy that they are FINALLY coming in.........but BOY OH BOY, does teething do a number on both the baby and the parents! 

Let's choose to ignore the vomiting, diarrhea, heat rash, mosquito bites and sleepless nights from the past few days and discuss THIS DAY ONLY. 

Nory wakes up at 6 a.m.  Phil and I take turns holding her until 7 when Phil has to leave.  During this hour, the SECOND you put her down or are out of her eyesight, she's scream-crying.  Okay, fine.  Pick her back up.  Phil leaves at 7.  My arms are too sore to hold her any longer so we go for a walk.  We come home.  I put her down inside the house.  The scream-crying continues!  I pick her up.  We try to do laundry.  I have to put her down to fold what's in the dryer.  She decides to shove all of the folded clothes on the ground under the bed.  I give up.  We go downstairs.  I get some apple juice.  She runs over to enjoy some herself, trips over the rocking chair, bangs her head against the wall.  The scream-crying continues!  I pick her up.  We read some books in her room, until she starts to throw them and I tell her "no".  Do you know what happened next?  YOU GUESSED IT!  The scream-cry!!!  I decide it's time to eat.  She has some yogurt and then wants some of my cereal.  I make the mistake of sitting beside her on the couch.  She grabs the bowl, milk and cereal goes everywhere.  I jump off the couch, take off my shirt and throw on a nearby hoodie.  My reaction scares her and....she scream-cries!  Pool time at last.  I manage to get the baby pool onto the deck without putting her down.  But now I have to fill it up.  I put her down.  She SCREAM-FREAKING-CRIES so loudly that I barely fill the thing.  I almost start to scream-cry myself.  But I don't.  Instead, I put her inside her pool.  She smiles.  Phewf.  But wait.  She needs sunscreen.  I start to apply it.  She SCREAM-CRIES!!!!!  UGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank goodness her Daddy came to the rescue shortly after.  I was in serious need of a break!  (It's time to once again SALUTE all of you single mamas out there who ROCK THIS PARENTING THING like no one's business!!!) 

I should probably add that everyone thinks I'm a straight-up liar after visiting with Nory this past week.  They listen to me rumble about how "she's just not herself" and it's as though Nory hears me and TURNS IT ON.  Suddenly, she's as happy as a clam and I look like a giant fool.  WHAT GIVES?!

Parenting, right? 

NARRATING THE CAMERA ROLL (Alternative Title: Remember me?!)

I can't believe I haven't said hello to you all since June 25th!  WHOOPS!!!!!  We're alive.  And VERY, VERY WELL :)  We've just been busy enjoying all that Canada has to offer - friends and family, fresh air, green space - it's hard to trade these in for wifi when we don't get these luxuries all the time!  Anyways, the camera roll always keeps a tale of what we've been up to.  Here are some pictures!

Visiting with our friends Erin and Dean!  We've enjoyed walks together, the market, BBQing, patio furniture assembly, and lots of laughs.  Dean - I think - has the best laugh ever.

Cheering on Brazil in the World Cup!  Did you see the game against Chile?!  GAHHHH!!!!  What a nail biter!

Playing with Nory's cousins.  She LOVES kids these days.  LOVES, LOVES!  She wanted to be doing absolutely everything that her older cousins were up to!!!

Her first swim in the lake at Nana and Grandpa's house!  A little hesitant at first, but she turned into a real fish rather quickly!  Or should I say.....a MERMAID.  Check her out - sitting happily on that rock!  (P.S.  Thank goodness Nana goes in the water with her.  It's WAYYYY too cold for me!)

Her first swing ride!!!!  I videotaped the whole ordeal and got ZERO EXPRESSION.  Someone else - ah-hem MOI! - was way more excited than she was!!!

Canada Day celebrations at the lake!  These crazy Canucks made "POUTIZZA" (poutine pizza) - an idea that came solely from a miscommunication.  They tell me it has become a tradition.  Not sure how I feel about that.....(nor did I taste this heart-attack meal!)

Lots AND lots of walking!  Suddenly, like MAGIC, Nory LOVES her stroller!  She could stroll all day long if we let her!!!  This morning's walk was FREEZING!  We bundled up and made the trek anyways :)

OUR SHIPMENT IS HERE!!!!!!!  It took MUCH LONGER than expected and required MUCH MORE HOOPS than we were ever informed about.....but the good news is that it is all SAFE and SOUND and HERE!!!!!!!!

Splashing around in her little pool on the deck.  She spends a lot of time in this thing.  And she'd probably spend even more if we let her!

Taking selfies.  But I'm sure these are on everyone's camera roll as of late :)

Wearing her fancy new Lions jersey from Uncle Dain!!!  Fits her perfectly :)

Colouring away the rainy hours.  We've been lucky not to have rain ALL DAY LONG, but we have had to keep busy during random downpours that (thankfully!) only last about an hour!

Baking: way more fun with a toddler!!!!!!!  Never a dull moment.  Or a clean one.  Ha!

Last night's visit with Auntie Sara.  Her knowledge of gardening has SERIOUSLY INCREASED in the past few years.  She's passing the green thumb along to Nory :)