Drama Mama!

My goodness the past 2 days have been insane!

As if I wasn't overly spastic enough - I walk to our car yesterday - drudging going to work - and I notice I am missing the entire back window - not just missing - it looked like my window simply exploded. Also - our car as filled with snow - which then turned to freezing rain - so all in all it was a great morning.

Being smart - and not wanting the car to become anymore damaged - I moved it to our underground parking spot so it would be away from theft and the elements. Once all the snow melted off - I realized that the window was the least of my problems. It appeared from the scratch marks - and the dent that almost removed poor Faris the Yaris' roll-cage - that something much taller than Faris the Yaris - literally drove over the top of back end of the car. Poor Faris didn;t stand a chance.

So after freaking out - come on you would've too! We drove the beat up car on the Don Valley Parkway all the way to the accident reporting centre (in a downpour of freezing rain in order to file a police report or our insurance. While there - many kind police officers snickered or out right laughed at the sight of our car - me not so much. If only Officer Miller was there - maybe things would've been different. Seeing as how Jonathan was there as well - I didn't think it appropriate to negotiate Faris' sweet justice by using our baby as a bartering tool (AGAIN.)

After calling the insurance company - I learned that since I can't prove who did it - I have to pay our insanely high deductible. You're right State Farm - I drove over the car myself....whatever.

After much speculation - and cussing - I found out from one of our amazing neighbours that will be getting an enormous Christmas Gift - they witnessed the whole event - meaning insurance will HAVE to take care of it. Now we find ourselves with fingers crossed that Faris the Yaris' Roll Cage is beyond repair so we can pick out a new car to love! I even called the goon that hit Faris (in front of 2 witnesses) giving him a chance to pay my deductible instead of my having to go through insurance - magically he only called me back after my insurance company called him - and he said I SCREWED HIM?! welcome to Toronto Friends! The dumbass tries to pull a hit and run with 2 people seeing him - then leaves me to pick up the tab for his mistake..shaaaa right. Whatever happened to the good ole days of hit and runs - where the dink would just leave their license plate at the scene.

Anyway just more stress a.k.a. excitement for us to add to our list! I heard our babies heart beat again at the doctors this morning and it instantly cheered me up! I totally feel like its going to be a boy - Officer Miller will be proud!

Melis

Monday Morning! 4 more days until FRIDAY!

Ah! A Beautiful and snowy Monday morning! I love the snow and today its falling like something out a Christmas Movie!

I realized I don't tend to write in my blog on the weekends - mainly because I actually tend to have more of a life on the weekend and I try to rest as much as possible. This weekend in particular was awesome! I went to the Mackay Wong Christmas Party and for the first time since i was about 16 - I got to experience Sober Partying. Note: I was pretty much the only sober person, which was actually not so bad! I loved seeing all of my old co-workers and some new people have fun and dancing.

I was a little worried when I first started dancing because it was the first time I felt inhibited by my bump - this baby kind of threw off my groove.....but I got the hang of it eventually.

I obviously knew that choosing to have a baby meant I was agreeing to my life changing in all sorts of ways...this latest "change" came this weekend. I purchased my very first full support bra. Yup - its true. Although to be completely honest, being the small chested gal I am for the duration of my "post puberity" years, I am very much enjoying the gals - I have NEVER had big boobs and I sure do now - so much so they need FULL support! Awesome! Full support is sexy - maybe I'm just telling myself that....

Anyway back to gagging down my lunch!!!

Stories....

I've been hearing so many baby stories. Some of them much better than others.

I really enjoy all the stories I've heard about quick and easy labour, breastfeeding that was easy and enjoyable etc. Its the stories of 8 days of agonizing torturous labour and tears from here to China that make me cringe.

Don't get me wrong - I want to know the entire truth. Nothing is worse than people saying they're being honest but later "add" details after the fact. For instance: Oh yeah - I forgot to tell you, when I said it didn't hurt that bad and I didn't feel the tear, it was because I was gased to high heaven and my epidural was in full-steam. oopsy!"

I want to be in the "know" going into not only child BIRTH but more than anything raising our child. I've been doing some reading - and I think I have very honest friends and family that have been keeping me up to speed so far, so hopefully I'll experience the best case scenarios - but be prepared for the worst.

I am very tired today. I felt like I slept a lot while I was sleeping, but now I am not so sure...mmmmm..bed. I actually look forward to getting into bed and falling asleep - WOW my life is one huge ball of excitement! I am excited for the part where my energy picks right back up...... that better not be a myth.

Christmas is approaching so so quickly! I can't wait for my 2 week break from work! I need some non-work time to relax and unwind and perfect the art of abstaining from everything festive in the Strong Family List of Traditions....booze. I'm going to be everyone's DD ; (

There will be no drunk caroling for me this year - I'll leave that up to Jordyn. Pity.

Did I mention how much I want to sleep?

Can the baby hear?

Jonathan is determined he is going to be involved in everything Baby. I really enjoy this seeing as how most men could careless. I am doing my best not to make it hard for him to be involved, especially if he has questions etc. Lately I feel like he is more read-up on baby science than me, I find him answering many of my questions.

So last night I am making good use of our sofa ( as I do on work-nights) when Jonathan cuddles up next to me and asks "Can I talk to the baby?" Wanting to be supportive and realizing he was semi-serious I said "sure". Before I could say anything else he smushes his face against my belly and YELLS "BABY - ITS ME, YOUR DAD! CAN YOU HEAR ME?" I started laughing so hard I was snorting.

1) No need to yell
2) The child is going to be born traumatized not only from delivery but also from his father yelling at him (or her) already
3) Even IF the baby can hear him, I am almost positive the baby can't respond.

I guess this isn't what I pictured Jonathan would say (or Yell I guess) to our child. Of course he wanted to try again but I was laughing so hard he didn't get the chance. He has to be the most fun person I know. He has been keeping my abs in shape for years from all the laughing. I am lucky.

I wonder what tonight will bring. I will surely be back on the couch being my lazy mon-fri self. The week sucks all of my energy. I really really really need a vacation - at least my house somewhat resembles a loonie-bin and if thats not entertaining I don't know what is!

Babies come out of WHERE?

Babies come out of vagina's.

MY baby is planning on coming out of MY perfect va-jay-jay and for some reason this is just sinking in TODAY. Of course I have always learned this, however I missed the birthing video in highschool - then educated myself on the ever-so-educational Youtube.....I saw a baby being born. OMG.

Perhaps there is no trauma-free way of delivering a child...c-section is just as bad!


I did not think this through.....


p.s - I won't be going to youtube anytime soon either - well besides to make Jonathan "the Rock" witness the said video.

Decaf Coffee - my lifesaver

I switched to Decaf. At first I couldn't even stomach any type or smell of coffee - but I can now. I fully understand the Placebo effect now. Just drinking a hot Coffee makes me feel better and more awake without the stomach jitters - who wouldn't want that.


I need a vacation BADLY - for my welfare and the welfare of others, I need a break. I am still uncertain how I survived yesterday. Looking back on it I did a very good job zipping my mouth when truly necessary and nobody was physically hurt - so thats always a sign of a successful day.

I got home and totally vegged - then watched Heroes on TV. I can't tell you how much I LOVE LOVE LOVE that show. Its so amazing. Brilliant people....maybe I should go work for them?! Just a thought.

My Belly is slowly getting bigger and bigger - however at 15 weeks I am already finding myself hoping this is as large as I'll get. I know - hopeful thinking. I watched the Britney Spears Special - if she can get her shape back after two kids back to back and more Venti Frapp's than what should be legal - I should be fine.

I love Britney....I know its weird, but I do!

Melis

Its Monday - super duper.

ah yes, MONDAY.

I didn't exactly sleep last night. My dreams are driving me crazy - not to mention my neighbours didn't help.

I read in my "Pregnancy Bible" that I may experience vivid dreams - what an understatement. Those of you that know me well (or have ever slept beside me) know that I am very active in my sleep - I toss, turn , kick , punch and I talk - sometimes I wake myself up talking so loudy...then I realize it was me and pray Jonathan didn't notice. LOL

Well with this joyous overdose of hormones and stress etc - my dreams are out of control! I am not exaggerating - these dreams are insane. Last night I was dreaming so many weird things that kept waking me up - I feel like I haven't slept in ages. The worst part is that I have to sort through these dreams to make sure I know which is reality and what has been dreamed. I keep waking up mad at Jonathan - no idea why, but I am pretty sure this has to be some sort of abuse to my husband. The poor man can't even escape me in my sleep - or his for that matter (the kicking and punching).

I think maybe instead of registering for baby gear - I should beg for a king sized bed!!!

I need to go get a pretend (or decaf) coffee