Rainy School Mornings

This morning was an exceptionally rainy morning here on our street. So I spent sometime curled up on the couch with my cup of tea – decaf of course – and I came to the realization that I’m looking forward to mornings like this in about 5 years. Dressing the kids up in their raincoats and boots, and umbrellas and walking to school in the rain. And then having a cup of hot chocolate or hot apple cider ready for when we get home from school because days like this seem to have a way to chill you to the bone, at least for a bit.

We’re very blessed to live right by the public school in our area – its right in our backyard, so while I was sitting on the couch, I could see all the kids walking to school through the front window, and the kids on the playground out the back patio doors. So on my mornings off, or late starts, I get to watch the kids walk to school, or get dropped off (pet peeve).

The proximity in which we live to the school our kids will go to reminds me of how close my school was to where I grew up. I remember days when I could hear the bell and run down the block and still be lined up before the teachers called us in. Or begging my mom to let me go to school early so I could play on the snow hill with my friends before school started.

I’m looking forward to the school days that we have ahead of us. I don’t want the first few years to fly by too fast, but I’m looking forward to my kids enjoying school and friendships they make there. And rainy fall days, with hot apple cider waiting on the stove for when we get home.

13 and a half weeks

I finally have a bit more energy these days. I was awake until 10:00pm last night and woke up on my own at 6:45am. I have not woken up before the alarm in months. Well 3 months to be exact. Yes my energy is still lower then it was before babE was on board, but I am getting some of it back.

I finally got my business up and running, well maybe not quite running but I’m working towards getting my inventory up and getting more exposure. And now that I don’t have to have a nap every day after work, I’m hoping that things will fall into place a lot better.

We met with our OB on Friday, and I am so thankful for her. She’s young, but that’s not a negative at all for her. She’s very knowledgeable and open to our questions, and unlike other doctors that we’ve seen in the past, she didn’t completely ignore B. I’m so excited to be working with her. We set up or next appointment with her with no issue, and we have our next ultrasound booked for the same day.

We get to find out if babE is a boy or a girl next ultrasound. If we’re having a babE G or a babE A. and then we’ll get the make the big announcement of what our little one will be named.

I have to say that as much as some people love the surprise, I am not sure I could wait that long. I’m also really looking forward to knowing and being able to pray for the babE specifically. To know if I’m praying for it to be the husband or wife that it’s future spouse needs it to be. The future mother or father that they’ll be, and even just to have a name to pray for rather then it all the time.

Only 185 days or so left; and only 33 until we find out what babE is going to be.

Two Wonderful Years

Tomorrow is the second anniversary of the day I married my best friend. I can’t believe that it was two years ago already. Time seems to have gone so fast. I remember sitting in the big tent in the backyard drinking my first up of tea out of my special mug, staring at the place I would stand in a few hours and commit my life to being his wife and best friend.

Two years seems to have flow by in a flash. Last year we spent our anniversary celebrating the life of our sister in law’s father. We went away to Old Quebec City for a long weekend and explored part of our Canadian history that neither of us had seen. We spend the car ride listening to a series of marriage CD’s just gathering tips and tricks, and coming to the realization that as hard as we have committed to keeping our relationship strong, we’re guilty of some things that can cause us to bicker. We had a great visit with our sister’s in Ottawa. A few pints and some great laughs and the realization that we’re not all that different despite the difference in age.

This year we’ll be celebrating a little differently. We went on an early anniversary trip back in June and spend an amazing week in Mexico reconnecting and starting new adventures together. But tomorrow night we’ll head to the restaurant that hosted us the night we got married, and sit down for a dinner just the two of us. We’ll sip on some champagne, and look head to the next year we have together. A year that will be full of changes.

This year we will welcome our first child into our family. We’ll have many sleepless nights, many moments of wondering what we’re doing, and many moments of pure joy. This next year is something we’ve been looking forward to since before we got married. We’ve always wanted a family, and this year we’ll be starting ours.

Tomorrow we’ll say goodbye to the years of just the two of us, and look forward to the years of the 3 and 4 and maybe even 5 of us.

I am so blessed to have B as my husband. I could have never asked for such an amazing husband and provider. I have the honour of calling my best friend my husband, and spending my days and nights with him.

We started our life together two years ago, but a true loves story has no ending. We will be together for eternity. I made my home in his heart and that’s where I’ll live out the rest of my days.

 

First Trimester Done

Yesterday marked the first day of our second trimester, and I couldn’t be more thankful. The last 3 months have been wonderful and amazing, but also had their trials. Of the last 12 weeks, B has spent 10 away from home for business. And not just a few hours away, but a few hours flight away. Not having him around isn’t my favourite thing, and was really hard when I admit that I’ve been on a hormone driven rollercoaster ride. I also seem to have picked up a bad sinus infection somewhere, and due to the little one, I can’t be put on the same medication that I normally would be. So after a night in the ER this week, and an extra trip to the doctors we finally have a solution that will hopefully work and that I can live with.

B and I were laying in bed last night with the realization that in 6 months we could be holding out little one. That in 6 months our lives are going to change forever. For the last two years it’s just been us. We can do what we want, without always taking into consideration others. We have our J and B weekends where it’s just the two of us and no blackberries and no internet, just us reconnecting. Well now it will be the three of us. Not saying that we wont have J and B weekends, I’m sure one of the three grandma’s will want to snuggle the babE for a weekend, but not just oh a whim can we do whatever we want. No more sleeping in late on weekends, there’s a little one that will need to be fed.

Don’t get me wrong, I am in love with the fact that we’re going to be parents soon. I’m anxiously waiting for the day I wake up with a little one in the room just down the hall. I love the fact that B’s getting really excited. He’s excited to read “Are you ticklish?” to our little one. I can’t wait to kiss my little one goodnight.

There are 6 months left until we meet our little one. 28 weeks, 196 days. But I can have patience until babE’s ready to be here. God know’s when it’s time and we’ll wait for him to let us know.

I'm thankful for all of you!