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