Sunday, December 28, 2008
well I lied. It seems it was a false alarm. This baby will never come out.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 8:46 AM
Saturday, December 27, 2008
As much as I'm sure everyone enjoys seeing Adriel's bare bum when they come to my blog, I thought I'd post because it's 4:15 am and there's nothing else for me to do but be in pain every five minutes or so...
That's right! It's happening. I'm having contractions. I know I'm kind of jumping the gun, not writing about Christmas, but let me tell you a little about my evening.
Ann does a special dinner for us and Aimee and Scott's family on boxing day. There's food, and then she does this box thing. The box is full of shredded paper with strings hanging out and the kids each have their own string colour. They take turns pulling on a string and out comes a Christmas cloth bag with different knick knacks in them for the kids to play with. Adriel's favourite that he got was a wooden whistle that sounds like the choo choo of a train. Adriel loves Nolan and Paige, Aimee and Scott's two older kids. Him and Nolan play well together and they were quite cute all evening. Actually Adriel was especially sweet and obedient tonight. He can be so sweet sometimes. It's fun to sit back and watch how he interacts with others when he doesnt really know I'm there or watching.
The plan was that we were going to put the kids to bed there and then play games afterwards. Adriel was to stay the night, but Aimee and Scott were taking theirs home. So around 9:15 I got Adriel ready for bed and took him into the spare bedroom. Since it's not all the familiar for him to sleep there, I have to lie down with him until he falls asleep. I wasn't expecting it to take very long because it was way past his bedtime already. However, we could hear everything that was going on in the living room. Paige and Nolan weren't going to bed. Ann was very loud. I finally went out there and requested some quiter speaking. I ended up being in there with him until around 10. When ever he'd almost be asleep, some loud noise would happen and he'd wake up again. Also, Nolan and Paige weren't being put to bed, so I was confused as to what exactly was supposed to be happening. Just before he fell asleep, he wanted to hold my hand. He took it and clutched it tightly to his chest. Every time I tried to discreetly remove it, his hands would reach around until they found it again and then bring it back to his chest and he'd hold it there snuggly with both his hands, making it even harder to maneuver it out again. At the time I wouldnt say it annoyed or frusterated me, but I was sort of in a hurry to leave and visit with people again. Now I feel guilty for not enjoying him a little longer. I know I'm being dramatic but it's almost as if he knew that it would be his last night with just me and him, that he wasn't going to be my only baby anymore. I've tried to spend lots of time with him lately, just playing and cuddling and loving him because I know this is the end of an era for him and I, and it makes me feel sad. I know it's kind of silly because having another baby is a wonderful thing and we are definitely excited about it. But, with Christmas happening and everything, we've been busy and there hasn't been the usual amount of downtime for the two of us. So I'm feeling a little emotional about him.
By the time I came out, Kyle already had his coat on and was ready to go. I thought we were playing games. Everyone was too tired. This didn't surprise me, I was tired too, and a little relieved. So we packed up and left. Just a few minutes after we got home Laura got home from Katie and Brent's. Kyle started playing rock band. We all noted that it was our night to be loud since there was no Adriel in the house, and Kyle wanted to watch a movie or something. By this time it was past 11. He pointed out that neither one of us had to get up with Adriel, and we could sleep in. I was thinking there's no way I'll stay awake for a movie, so I opted for making up a band for rock band and playing that instead. It took a while for Laura and I to create our characters, to which Kyle was quite impatient. My girl had pink hair and Laura's had orange and purple. Kyle had this huge white afro and really broad bulky shoulders. We made a pretty cool looking band, if I do say so myself. Lately at night I've been feeling sort of gassy and uncomfortable, which is what i thought was happening tonight. But a few songs into it, and after a few consistant twinges, I knew they were contractions. A little earlier I was thinking to myself "you know, you never know when you could go into labour, and maybe staying up late and partying isnt a wise use of your time. You should get sleep while you can..." But I didn't listen to it. We did a bunch of no doubt songs and a few others with me singing most of the time and Laura playing bass, and Kyle on the drums, of course. Laura and I switched a few times. Then I insisted that I needed to go to bed and try and get some sleep incase it turns into the real deal.
Once we finally made it into bed, I layed there for a while and the contractions didnt come. I thought maybe it was a false alarm, and that maybe I could get a good night's rest afterall. Not so. I did manage to sort of drift off and on for a while but not really. So I finally got up and here I am. The computer chair is much more comfortable for contractions then lying down on my bed was, and I can sort of rock back and look up at all the pretty snowflakes and bide my time while pain takes over my body. The thing that I'm dreading is that I know it gets so much worse than this. Right now the computer and writing sort of takes my mind off of things. Why does an opening cervix have to hurt so much???
Now about Christmas... I dont really feel like writing about it right now, which means I may never, but hopefully other people will write about theirs and you can get an idea of how it went. I will say that it was definitely a nice Christmas, and that I had lots of fun watching Adriel open things and enjoy all his presents (which of course, he got too many of). I also got to enjoy the company of family, which is a christmas must. I got spoiled by Kyle as usual. I'm going to try and rest again.
ps- Laura's name in our band was Lurfa palooza. That's some information that everyone should know.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 4:15 AM
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Adriel and Mommy's Christmas Adventure
Usually when I wake up with Adriel, I'm lazy for the first hour or so, and lie on the couch and only get up when he needs me to. Tuesday was different. We got ready to go to the mall to see Santa Claus. It started out with me giving him a bath. While he was bathing I did my hair. He asked me to take pictures of him, and how could I refuse when he's so cute? I love his little bum. Now he keeps asking to see this picture and then he wants to have a bath. I have to say, it's so nice to have a bath tub for him now. I love it.The plan was to take the bus to Country Club because he's been wanting to go for a bus ride for so long, and I've been meaning to take him, and now the bus runs right by our house. So I tried to figure out the times that it came down our street but must have gotten confused. It looked like it came every ten to fifteen minutes. So I thought, we'll just head out there and wait til it comes. It wont take that long. Well it did. It took about 35 minutes to be exact, and it was cold and Adriel, of course, was losing his patience and began to not really seem to care if we took the bus or not. I couldn't blame him.
Here we are at the happy beginning part of waiting for the bus. It was really awkward trying to get a pic of the two of us where he was looking at the camera and I looked normal too.
Finally the bus came and that was the best shot I could get of the two of us on the bus together. He loved it. Although he wanted to touch the stop button and he wanted to pull the emergency handle for opening the window.
I also couldn't get him to look at me or smile or anything. He was too curious and preoccupied. Ann picked us up from country club and we went to woodgrove. It was a huge rip-off. 15$ for four regular sized pictures that weren't even professionally printed. They were just printed up on some photo paper. He wasn't too shy to see Santa by himself though. He was a little shy about talking to him and giving a smile, but then Santa tickled him and we got a pretty cute shot. I didn't get any of my own pictures of this, because I figured I probably wasn't allowed.
Then he got a reindeer hat and gave me a really fake smile. We shopped around for a bit and went to whitespot for lunch, mostly because I was craving a chocolate shake and theirs are soooo good! It totally hit the spot (5$ later).
That was our Christmas adventure.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 9:30 AM
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
The whole nine months- and transformation before your eyes.
I'm not sure if anyone is as interested as I was in seeing the progress of my growing bump over the whole 9 months but here it is. Bear with me ok? So I may be a little self centred...But this is my blog after all, who am I supposed to talk about if not myself?9 weeks (can't remember what it's like to not have a belly)
13 weeks
17 weeks
22 weeks
26 weeks
30 weeks (suddenly huge)
34 weeks...and pointy
38 weeks
39 weeks
And look what took over my body!!
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Sarahstottle posted @ 4:40 PM
Monday, December 15, 2008
mmm. tuffles There's too much good food floating around these days, and my weakness is, I always want chocolate after lunch. We just so happen to have chocolate truffles in our house from costco. The kind that are covered in a light dusting of cocoa and and are silky and chocolately delicious as they melt in your mouth and create a lustrous burst of heaven.
It's been a snowin' lately. Church was canceled for us yesterday. We took Adriel out to play in the snow, which he totally loved. It was light and fluffy snow, though, so we couldnt make a snowman. Also, our backyard has a slight little slope in it and I biffed it walking down. You know, the kind of biff where your feet go out from underneath you and you land flat on your back. Not so fun when you're pregnant. Not so fun at anytime. I'm sure it was funny to watch though. Only Adriel was there to witness it. Kyle and I showed him how to make a snow angel, and I didnt really think about how hard it is for me to get up off a normal flat surface without snow gear on and snow all around me right now. Kyle had to heave me up. That's ok, that's what he's for, right? When we came in, Adriel had a bath with Kyle and then went down for a nap. I'm starting to think I shouldnt have baths with him anymore because last week he asked me where my penis is. It's hard though, because he always wants to come in the shower with me lately. When to draw the line???I dont know. After his nap we headed over to Katie and Brents. Kyle and Brent took the kids out tubing at Dover. Katie and I visited and tried to come up with Christmas Eve plans. Adriel had a blast. We had dinner and the kids played for a while. Kyle took Adriel to Ann's to spend the night so that we could watch the finale of Survivor. I'm happy with the way things turned out. Brent made caramel corn, which of course, I had too much of. When it came time to leave, their parking lot thingy was covered in a sheet of ice. Our car is so bad in the snow this year. It took us several tries to get out because of a slight incline. We figured it was easier to back out (for some reason) and Kyle had to take three running tries at that. Like go as fast as he dared in order to get over the speed bump and have enough momentum left over to get us to the street. I was starting to think we weren't gonna make it. I hate driving in the snow. Our car is scarey and unpredictable.
It was nice that Ann had Adriel this morning. I slept until 8:30, got up, painted my toenails (with difficulty, but they needed to be done) showered and then bathed, shaved the legs while letting a hair mask sit on my hair. I even got to do my hair. I need to be ready for labour and that includes having smooth legs and nice toes. I still don't feel ready for the pain though. I'll never be ready for that. And I'm dreading it.
Christmas is in the air!! I love it. I just wish it would last longer. It always comes and goes so fast. The snow outside is so pretty. It's clear and sunny today and its making the snow sparkle and the world so bright.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 12:32 PM
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Well here I am, all ready and available for an update and I feel like I have nothing to write about.
The last two weeks have been so busy for us. We were moving, we were sick (all three of us), Kyle had Priest-Laurel conference, and of course just being pregnant and having a two year old on top of it all. It seemed like I was sick for so long. My throat is still froggish. I just had a really bad cough that lasted for weeks, and then came the eye infection and the cold sore on the same morning. Luckily I had mom. She was a HUGE help. She cooked, she cleaned, she packed she organized, she watched Adriel so I could sleep. She was an angel. Mom's are the best. She basically single handedly cleaned my other house. All by herself. And of course, I enjoyed her company and having easy access to all her wisdom.
Anyway, so now I'm moved. It's nice to have our own little place. It is little though. I think it's about the same size as our basement suite, just layed out way differently. There are three bedrooms, for one, and way more cupboards and drawers in the kitchen than before. And we have a bathtub! And our own washer and dryer! There are some downers though too. Like, how we have to fit Kyle's huge desk/ workspace in our living room, and the carpet's pretty ugly. And the windows all have blinds which Adriel won't stop fiddling with. We still arent completely moved in, there are still things to organize and find places for, and Kyle's working on a shelving project to house our electronic equipment that goes with the tv.
Before Mom and Dad left, Dad took me and Adriel out to get a tree. He was longing for the usual tradition and I was happy to have him take me. This year I had my heart set on a short, stout, chubby ball of a tree. I had seen some the year before that were so cute. Dad of course was commenting on how many beautiful and perfect trees I was passing up and trying to sway me to pick something different. I dont have the gumption of a fwuff when it comes to dealing with Dad and Christmas trees, but I held my own and got a cute little chubby tree. I barely have room for it in my house. We also went out to Ladysmith to see the lights with Mom and Dad and Ann. It was fun, except no one actually wanted to get out and walk, which is the real way to enjoy the lights. It only takes about two minutes to drive slowly up the road that they're on. Oh well, it was still fun, and nice to visit with everyone.
Since moving out, I can already feel the improvement in our relationship with Ann. She misses us, and we miss her, and it's nice to be missed. I still see and hear a lot from her which is fine. I think for that reason alone, it was good for us to move out. It was just time.
I've come to realize that Rosstown road is sort of like the ghetto of north nanaimo. It's lined with tons and tons of duplexes and fourplexes, many of which are run down, and then there's random trailors, or tiny box houses. I live in the north end ghetto. It's a busy street too. Buses and such. There are not as many weirdos wandering around as I see in Evan and Esther's neighborhood though.
So I'm getting closer to my due date, which doesn't seem real. I know that technically I could very well have this baby right now, but I feel so certain that I won't. Or maybe, I'm just holding onto the hope that this baby won't come until after Christmas. I can't believe it's two weeks away! I'm not ready for it at all! (Christmas) In my mind it doesnt really feel like I'm due on the 21st because I'm not expecting it to come then. I often wonder when Adriel would have been born if I wasn't induced. It seemed like he was never going to come out, and I was eight days over due with him, so couldnt that very well be the case with this one? I am getting excited to meet this baby though, and to find out what it is, and what it looks like, and to pick a name for it, and to have a cuddly tiny newborn...It's so weird to think of having another baby. Adriel is my baby. How can I have two? How can I love another child as much as I love him? I know that I will, but it's still strange to think about. I spend so much of my life loving and caring for him that I wonder how I can fit another one in. I think it's sort of like the same concept as being ready to become a mother. You're never totally prepared and have no idea what to expect until you are one, and then you find a way to make things work, and of course, everyone's experience is different. I dont' know, I'm not making sense.
Well Kyle's at a gig tonight, and I'm going to lounge on the couch and watch a girl movie or something. I could sure go for a twix...
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Sarahstottle posted @ 8:39 PM
The return of the blob
This is what I see when I look down.
And here I am at 38 1/2 weeks. A week and a half to go!! I can't believe it. And to me it really does look like a blob.
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Sarahstottle posted @ 1:21 PM