There was a time not so long ago where if someone told me I wouldn't love my career, I would've laughed. The role that I once loved has morphed into a frustrating, mundane and ridiculously boring "job". It does not stimulate me, use many, if any, of my abilities and it actually drains the life out of me on a daily basis.
What changed? Well, in short - about 85% of what I did do (the part I loved) has been reallocated. Our department has gone through a re-organization which has left me doing the 15% of the job that I disliked as my everyday. EVERY. DAY.
Over 4 years and 2 maternity leaves (that have screwed me left right and centre) the event planning, crossover with other departments, committees and creativity has been removed.
The first time I came back, I missed the boat on a new full-time position as I was in baby land and couldn't see passed the fact that I would be off for a year. I was lucky enough though that the new person was pregnant when I returned and I went right into her job when I came back. Oh the joy! Event planning, on campus visits, promotional product picking, marketing, presenting, working with other departments and my favourite, shaping young minds who weren't quite sure where to turn. I was in love, and I was damn good at it. For one year...
When I went back into my old role the parts above had been taken by the new position but we still were out on the road, going to high schools, meeting with our school offices, giving tours and able to help people find their way. It wasn't perfect but it was still good, very good!
The second time I came back it was to a "pilot" (quotations are used because everything I've seen about this pilot seems to read "this is not a pilot we are restructuring your area and that is that"). I was off on maternity leave when I heard of said pilot, and I had co-workers who had been in the position for years calling me and emailing me who were furious. I was still in my land of babies and had my head in the sand.
Our roles which used to be very diverse and had a two very different aspects were streamlined. We were split. My boss decided that because I had a young family that I would like the part of the job where I worked 830-430, Monday-Friday. She didn't ask, she decided. She also decided that two of the most junior people should be the "coordinators" of the two areas (one who had only been in the role for 7 months and was fresh out of university) both of whom have never questioned anything in their lives and are very good at saying "yes". When I asked why I wasn't considered as I'd excelled on both sides she said "you weren't here". I'm pretty sure that is illegal.
So, I thought to myself, well I would like to work 830-430 rather than the shifted hours, I'll see my babies more often, provide them with stability and I can handle it - I'll push through. Boy, was I wrong. I sit at a desk and answer emails and phone calls. I enter in numbers. Then I repeat. The "coordinator" roles have taken all the departmental crossover, the projects that used to stimulate our brains, the last of the event planning and left us with a job that monkeys could do. It is so depressing. SO. DEPRESSING. To top it off, the amount of work I do is enough for at least another employee in peak times, so much so that I feel like I can't even keep my head around what I have to do. We went from 7 employees to 4 with the same, if not more work.
I approached my boss a few months back and told her I couldn't do this. I couldn't do this for my life, that it was horrible for my mental health and that although this role is better for my family I need to be on the other side to keep myself going. She acknowledged what I said told me it would be tough to be on the other side with a family and I honestly feel in my heart that she was just listening as she has to and that nothing will happen.
You say quit? Oh, how I would love to.
Now I have to mention that I love my co-workers, the "job" pays well, has benefits, a good amount of vacation and is literally 5 minutes from home.
Sigh. FML.
Friday, February 19, 2016
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Moulding
Yes, moulding.
Everything we do as parents shapes the people that our children are in the process of becoming. The reinforcement, encouragement and love but also the not so good stuff.
I worry on a regular basis about whether or not we're doing the right thing. If Noah doesn't want/like what we're eating should I give him something else? If he has a temper tantrum should I let him wail or try to console him? If he squishes berries into mush should I let him to help him develop his senses or scold him for making a mess? If he's learning something new and it's dangerous do I stop it or allow nature to run it's course?
It's so hard to say sometimes!!
One thing I do know is that a storey I heard today from an amazing Mom has forever shaped how I will react to challenges that Noah may face growing up when dealing with other people and confrontations about who he is as a person.
I always thought you should sympathize, explain that's how the world is sometimes, tell them the other person is at fault and that things will get better and to turn the other cheek.
After hearing how my friend's child turned out (strong, self-assured and amazing) I realized that there is a better way of going about situations where your child is being criticized that creates a strong, morally sound and a REAL individual.
What I vow to do is to tell him (or her if we have a girl someday) that the way he is IS perfect, he is a leader, he is strong and amazing. That the person who is bothering him is likely only doing it as they're not confident about themselves and that he should actually feel bad for the bully. That what other people say and do is a reflection on them and not really about you. To not let the person see that what they are saying is bothering you and the next time HE should bring up the joke and toss it back to the bully to show that it didn't stick.
Instilling you child with a sense of self and helping them understand that individuality matters (and is amazing) is a much better route than allowing them to become a victim.
Random post but I didn't want to forget this awesome tidbit I picked up!
Who knows if I'll ever use it - maybe someone reading will one day.
xo
Jenn
Everything we do as parents shapes the people that our children are in the process of becoming. The reinforcement, encouragement and love but also the not so good stuff.
I worry on a regular basis about whether or not we're doing the right thing. If Noah doesn't want/like what we're eating should I give him something else? If he has a temper tantrum should I let him wail or try to console him? If he squishes berries into mush should I let him to help him develop his senses or scold him for making a mess? If he's learning something new and it's dangerous do I stop it or allow nature to run it's course?
It's so hard to say sometimes!!
One thing I do know is that a storey I heard today from an amazing Mom has forever shaped how I will react to challenges that Noah may face growing up when dealing with other people and confrontations about who he is as a person.
I always thought you should sympathize, explain that's how the world is sometimes, tell them the other person is at fault and that things will get better and to turn the other cheek.
After hearing how my friend's child turned out (strong, self-assured and amazing) I realized that there is a better way of going about situations where your child is being criticized that creates a strong, morally sound and a REAL individual.
What I vow to do is to tell him (or her if we have a girl someday) that the way he is IS perfect, he is a leader, he is strong and amazing. That the person who is bothering him is likely only doing it as they're not confident about themselves and that he should actually feel bad for the bully. That what other people say and do is a reflection on them and not really about you. To not let the person see that what they are saying is bothering you and the next time HE should bring up the joke and toss it back to the bully to show that it didn't stick.
Instilling you child with a sense of self and helping them understand that individuality matters (and is amazing) is a much better route than allowing them to become a victim.
Random post but I didn't want to forget this awesome tidbit I picked up!
Who knows if I'll ever use it - maybe someone reading will one day.
xo
Jenn
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Time sure does fly...
So much has happened since I last posted that I just don't know where to start.
I've been working part-time serving. I have been enjoying it for the most part with the exception of how much they've been scheduling me. When I took the job initially the manager and I had discussed 2 shifts per week and they've been giving me more like 3 or 4. Given that I'm already working full-time and I work a few evenings at that job it's getting to be too much with the two combined. I feel like I don't see anyone enough - not Alex or Noah (who I see the most) and especially not my friends and family. I'm so pooped on the nights that I'm not working that I don't have the energy to do much of anything.
I'm at the point now where I either talk to the manager and tell her I can only do 2 shifts or I flat out quit. To be honest, quitting for the most part is where I'm leaning but at the same time I feel like the burden wouldn't be too bad if it was only a couple of shifts per week and the money is fantastic. So what I've decided I'm going to do is talk to the manager, scale down my shifts then give it a month or so and see how I feel. I'm going to quit by the summer regardless so I should be able to suck it up for a bit longer.
On a much more exciting note, Alex and I went to Europe and it was amazing - so much more than I could've ever expected and so good for us to get away and have some quality time. We went to London, Paris and Amsterdam. We were so fortunate to have a friend in London (Big Ben, Tower Bridge, Buckingham Palace, Piccadilly Circus, Camden Market, pubs, pubs and more pubs) to show us around and stay with. We saw so much over the 4 days we were there that it was unbelievable. We took the "chunnel" to Paris had another amazing time hitting up all the monuments (Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triumph, Lover's Bridge, Notre Dame, Moulin Rouge) and of course drinking coffee/wine and eating delicious food. We took the train to Amsterdam where I fell in love. It is hard to explain what I felt in Amsterdam - the best way to explain it would be to say that I felt like I was home. As if I could've gone home and picked up Noah and we could've easily just settled into a life there and been very happy. The architecture of all the homes was amazing. The intricately designed roofs, the colours the homes were painted and the slight angle some of them were built on. The canals, birds and boats. The LACK of cars and the abundance of bicycles. Everywhere I looked I found something else that I loved more than the thing before. It was a truly inspirational experience for me and really got my creative juices flowing in terms of décor. The other amazing thing is the fact that for the most part there isn't a defined cuisine there - Indian, Thai, Indonesian, pubs, Mediterranean, cheese and wine shops. The only true Holland-ish meal we had were pancakes on our second morning. I had a mushroom, tomato and ham one and Alex had a bacon and banana one. It was just outstanding. The way everyone is accepted - the red light district workers, the people in the "coffee shops", the fact that the city erected a monument for all the gays, lesbians, bi-sexual etc. people who had ever felt wronged or persecuted. The Anne Frank house - oh my word. It was so chilling to see but also so eye opening and enlightening.
On to the next thing, Noah...oh my little baby boy. He isn't so little anymore! He's 20 months in a couple of days and he is the most beautiful, sweet and funny boy you'll ever meet (I am partial but I think most people would agree). He is running, singing, dancing and my favourite - talking. When we left for our trip (19 months old) he was saying ma-ma, da-da, bath, bubbles, baby, bottle, sus (soother), and other small easy words. The week we were away he had a full out word explosion. He can literally copy most words we say and he can put 1 to 3 words together. "I did it!" is probably one of his favourite expressions - just today I showed him how to un-zip his zipper on his jacket and he proceeded to undo mine and then take off his zip-up sweater right afterwards. These kids are so freaking smart! He is honestly the light of both mine and Alex's life - I don't know what we did without him. Just seeing his little face makes my day. He loves jumping - especially into our arms from the top of the stairs or jumping off the bottom step and then clapping and yelling "Yayyyyy" for himself. Oh my love.
Ok, that's all for now. Will try not to wait too long before I post again.
xo
Jenn
I've been working part-time serving. I have been enjoying it for the most part with the exception of how much they've been scheduling me. When I took the job initially the manager and I had discussed 2 shifts per week and they've been giving me more like 3 or 4. Given that I'm already working full-time and I work a few evenings at that job it's getting to be too much with the two combined. I feel like I don't see anyone enough - not Alex or Noah (who I see the most) and especially not my friends and family. I'm so pooped on the nights that I'm not working that I don't have the energy to do much of anything.
I'm at the point now where I either talk to the manager and tell her I can only do 2 shifts or I flat out quit. To be honest, quitting for the most part is where I'm leaning but at the same time I feel like the burden wouldn't be too bad if it was only a couple of shifts per week and the money is fantastic. So what I've decided I'm going to do is talk to the manager, scale down my shifts then give it a month or so and see how I feel. I'm going to quit by the summer regardless so I should be able to suck it up for a bit longer.
On a much more exciting note, Alex and I went to Europe and it was amazing - so much more than I could've ever expected and so good for us to get away and have some quality time. We went to London, Paris and Amsterdam. We were so fortunate to have a friend in London (Big Ben, Tower Bridge, Buckingham Palace, Piccadilly Circus, Camden Market, pubs, pubs and more pubs) to show us around and stay with. We saw so much over the 4 days we were there that it was unbelievable. We took the "chunnel" to Paris had another amazing time hitting up all the monuments (Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triumph, Lover's Bridge, Notre Dame, Moulin Rouge) and of course drinking coffee/wine and eating delicious food. We took the train to Amsterdam where I fell in love. It is hard to explain what I felt in Amsterdam - the best way to explain it would be to say that I felt like I was home. As if I could've gone home and picked up Noah and we could've easily just settled into a life there and been very happy. The architecture of all the homes was amazing. The intricately designed roofs, the colours the homes were painted and the slight angle some of them were built on. The canals, birds and boats. The LACK of cars and the abundance of bicycles. Everywhere I looked I found something else that I loved more than the thing before. It was a truly inspirational experience for me and really got my creative juices flowing in terms of décor. The other amazing thing is the fact that for the most part there isn't a defined cuisine there - Indian, Thai, Indonesian, pubs, Mediterranean, cheese and wine shops. The only true Holland-ish meal we had were pancakes on our second morning. I had a mushroom, tomato and ham one and Alex had a bacon and banana one. It was just outstanding. The way everyone is accepted - the red light district workers, the people in the "coffee shops", the fact that the city erected a monument for all the gays, lesbians, bi-sexual etc. people who had ever felt wronged or persecuted. The Anne Frank house - oh my word. It was so chilling to see but also so eye opening and enlightening.
On to the next thing, Noah...oh my little baby boy. He isn't so little anymore! He's 20 months in a couple of days and he is the most beautiful, sweet and funny boy you'll ever meet (I am partial but I think most people would agree). He is running, singing, dancing and my favourite - talking. When we left for our trip (19 months old) he was saying ma-ma, da-da, bath, bubbles, baby, bottle, sus (soother), and other small easy words. The week we were away he had a full out word explosion. He can literally copy most words we say and he can put 1 to 3 words together. "I did it!" is probably one of his favourite expressions - just today I showed him how to un-zip his zipper on his jacket and he proceeded to undo mine and then take off his zip-up sweater right afterwards. These kids are so freaking smart! He is honestly the light of both mine and Alex's life - I don't know what we did without him. Just seeing his little face makes my day. He loves jumping - especially into our arms from the top of the stairs or jumping off the bottom step and then clapping and yelling "Yayyyyy" for himself. Oh my love.
Ok, that's all for now. Will try not to wait too long before I post again.
xo
Jenn
Friday, September 21, 2012
Mean girls.
Yes, the good old mean girl. I, like most people have one in me and she sneaks out here and there to make an appearance. Mostly, she reminds me of the person I used to be and am now embarrassed about. Don't get me wrong, I am not perfect - I still make fun, I still judge but I try hard not to unless it's in good fun with good friends and isn't taken seriously.
So as background, in public and high school I was on a mission to create a level playing field. I decided it was my purpose to ensure that the kids who "thought" they were cool (which was obviously my decision if they were deemed real cool or fake cool) that were mean to the actually nice not-so-cool kids were put in their place. So for instance, if Susan thought she was cool and made fun of Sophie who was a nice girl and didn't bother anyone I would make Susan's life a living hell.
I've explained this to people umpteenth times and everyone says "there's nothing wrong with that!" but oh my friend, there is. You see, I run into the people I decided to put in there place all the time. I live in the same town I grew up in. I am ashamed of how I acted and treated people just because I didn't agree with how they acted. Due to this, when one of them is serving me at a restaurant I hid my face and it even made me avoid getting into social media because I'd left that person behind and didn't want it to re-surface courtesy of others.
My latest "it always comes back tenfold" happened last night when I was working at my new job. I thought I saw someone I was not so nice to and it turns out he is now my co-worker - was just hired. Awesome, not. So not. I dodged him to high heaven last night and I am so nervous for what our first conversation will be like.
I started thinking about why I was the way I was and I actually think the whole "level playing field" was just an excuse to be mean to people because I was angry and upset about my parents splitting up so I decided to find a way to get my aggression out that no one would really call me out on. Pretty smart for a 12 year old, hey? However, I found myself out - about 18 years later. I'll catch you my pretty!
Anyways, my plan is to just be my real, self-assured self with anyone from the past I may meet. If it comes up, damn right I'm going to apologize but if it doesn't perhaps they're over it and have realized I was just an angry teen whose parents were in the middle of a divorce and was lashing out at whoever I felt I could without jeopardizing my morals too much.
Sometimes mean girls are mean for life, sometimes they grow-up. I'm in the adolescent stage and I hope I reach adulthood soon. I guess I'm going to find out soon when I have to confront my evil ways head on.
Now that was a difference post wasn't it? Interesting.
So as background, in public and high school I was on a mission to create a level playing field. I decided it was my purpose to ensure that the kids who "thought" they were cool (which was obviously my decision if they were deemed real cool or fake cool) that were mean to the actually nice not-so-cool kids were put in their place. So for instance, if Susan thought she was cool and made fun of Sophie who was a nice girl and didn't bother anyone I would make Susan's life a living hell.
I've explained this to people umpteenth times and everyone says "there's nothing wrong with that!" but oh my friend, there is. You see, I run into the people I decided to put in there place all the time. I live in the same town I grew up in. I am ashamed of how I acted and treated people just because I didn't agree with how they acted. Due to this, when one of them is serving me at a restaurant I hid my face and it even made me avoid getting into social media because I'd left that person behind and didn't want it to re-surface courtesy of others.
My latest "it always comes back tenfold" happened last night when I was working at my new job. I thought I saw someone I was not so nice to and it turns out he is now my co-worker - was just hired. Awesome, not. So not. I dodged him to high heaven last night and I am so nervous for what our first conversation will be like.
I started thinking about why I was the way I was and I actually think the whole "level playing field" was just an excuse to be mean to people because I was angry and upset about my parents splitting up so I decided to find a way to get my aggression out that no one would really call me out on. Pretty smart for a 12 year old, hey? However, I found myself out - about 18 years later. I'll catch you my pretty!
Anyways, my plan is to just be my real, self-assured self with anyone from the past I may meet. If it comes up, damn right I'm going to apologize but if it doesn't perhaps they're over it and have realized I was just an angry teen whose parents were in the middle of a divorce and was lashing out at whoever I felt I could without jeopardizing my morals too much.
Sometimes mean girls are mean for life, sometimes they grow-up. I'm in the adolescent stage and I hope I reach adulthood soon. I guess I'm going to find out soon when I have to confront my evil ways head on.
Now that was a difference post wasn't it? Interesting.
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Baby crack withdrawals
Just for the hell of it. I thought that would be a fun title and I think I might be going through them.
Day two of back to work and man oh man I do not know how people get used to spending SO little time with their wee ones. It's fantastic working again and seeing all my work peeps but WHOA talk about an adjustment. I mean you go from 12 hours to 3 hours a DAY. WTF.
No idea how he or I will handle it if I get a part-time job on top of going back to work.
On the positive side babycakes is doing really well at his daycare home and I feel really comfortable with his sitter (who happens to be my girlfriends girlfriend - definitely helps).
I'm already dreaming up ways that I can be with him more often - job sharing, selling our house and working part-time evenings etc. everyone says you get used to it but I really can't see how it's possible.
Another thing that this time of year got me thinking is how awful it is that people want their kids to go back to school so they stop bothering them. I know I'm not in the position or anything but man - you brought these bundles of joy into the world and now you want them to leave you alone? Weird. Did you think it was going to be a super easy job? C'mon peeps!
Anywho, just an observation that I'd like to not follow the trend on. I'd prefer to work say 4-5 hours when the babe goes to bed so if anyone upstairs is listening and can make that happen you'd have a very happy camper down here. I might even go to church - PUH-LEASEEEEEEEE!!
Ta-ta.
Day two of back to work and man oh man I do not know how people get used to spending SO little time with their wee ones. It's fantastic working again and seeing all my work peeps but WHOA talk about an adjustment. I mean you go from 12 hours to 3 hours a DAY. WTF.
No idea how he or I will handle it if I get a part-time job on top of going back to work.
On the positive side babycakes is doing really well at his daycare home and I feel really comfortable with his sitter (who happens to be my girlfriends girlfriend - definitely helps).
I'm already dreaming up ways that I can be with him more often - job sharing, selling our house and working part-time evenings etc. everyone says you get used to it but I really can't see how it's possible.
Another thing that this time of year got me thinking is how awful it is that people want their kids to go back to school so they stop bothering them. I know I'm not in the position or anything but man - you brought these bundles of joy into the world and now you want them to leave you alone? Weird. Did you think it was going to be a super easy job? C'mon peeps!
Anywho, just an observation that I'd like to not follow the trend on. I'd prefer to work say 4-5 hours when the babe goes to bed so if anyone upstairs is listening and can make that happen you'd have a very happy camper down here. I might even go to church - PUH-LEASEEEEEEEE!!
Ta-ta.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Shreddin' it up
Anyone heard of the Jillian Michaels 30 Day Shred?
I hadn't until one of hubbies friends wives told me about it. Said it kicks your you know what in a 20 minute workout and that you honestly get results.
Sounds good right? So I'm on day 4 and haven't actually had the moment when I think - oh shit I have to do that workout again and my head chants "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it".
When I'm doing the workout the end is in sight right from the very beginning...halfway through when I feel like punching myself in the face I think, hey, 10 more minutes...YOU CAN DO IT and I do.
So 4 days in and I feel good. I'm taking pictures daily of myself and will post photo of day 1 and photo of day 30 when I'm done. Let's hope the resuts are good. I have to tone down my eating but hey, I'm working out and that's half the battle.
So, for all of you thinking "I should" just do it, 20 minutes baby, 20 minutes.
Oh and if you want more deets about it basically it's 3 different circuits and they each are on a 3-2-1 basis. Three minutes strength, two minutes cardio and one minute abs.
Shred baby, shred!
I hadn't until one of hubbies friends wives told me about it. Said it kicks your you know what in a 20 minute workout and that you honestly get results.
Sounds good right? So I'm on day 4 and haven't actually had the moment when I think - oh shit I have to do that workout again and my head chants "I hate it, I hate it, I hate it".
When I'm doing the workout the end is in sight right from the very beginning...halfway through when I feel like punching myself in the face I think, hey, 10 more minutes...YOU CAN DO IT and I do.
So 4 days in and I feel good. I'm taking pictures daily of myself and will post photo of day 1 and photo of day 30 when I'm done. Let's hope the resuts are good. I have to tone down my eating but hey, I'm working out and that's half the battle.
So, for all of you thinking "I should" just do it, 20 minutes baby, 20 minutes.
Oh and if you want more deets about it basically it's 3 different circuits and they each are on a 3-2-1 basis. Three minutes strength, two minutes cardio and one minute abs.
Shred baby, shred!
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Crushin' the ceiling.
Hm. Interesting title you say? Yes, it is isn't it!
So I said I was going to talk career moves in my next post...so here they are.
#1 - (and short term) I applied to a new role in my department which is a 1 year maternity leave position. I was urged to take the role before I left (which was full-time at that point and was filled with a girl who is now pregnant) but I didn't like the idea of going away for a year and having a contract person mould the brand new position and then come back and have to execute what they'd put together. Just didn't sit well with me. Looks like everything happens for a reason and the job is open as for September and guess when I go back to work? That's riiiiight - September. Done and done - I got it in the bag (not that I've interviewed yet but I just know it).
#2 - (not sure how long this will last) I'm getting a part-time job. I went for an interview at The Keg on Tuesday and after meeting with both the hiring manager and the scheduling manager I'm pretty sure that's in the bag. Training won't start until mid-August in hopes that the people they hire will be G2G in early September - I'm hoping the job will be fun (young people to work with and happy people on a fancy night out) as well as earn some extra loot for the much needed house related things we have coming up in the fall - such as a new furnace (2500) and a new ac unit (2500) in the spring. We're also going to need a new roof soon and I got a quote for that - $5000 bucks. FML. So yes, a second job is required and I'm doing my best to be a positive patty about it. Other bonuses to working here are that we get discounts (YUM!) and they're only open for dinner so say from 3 or 4 p.m. (depending on weekday or weekend) and they close at 10. So all I'll really be missing babywise is dinner and bedtime which is the crankiest period anyways.
#3 - (long-ish term) I applied a month ago or so for a management position at the College and didn't get it because I applied too late and they were already conducting 2nd interviews (I got a call from my mentor the day after I applied saying they'd hired someone - BOO!). It showed that it was a full-time forever type job on the website but I heard through the grapevine that the person they hired they only offered a contract of 1 year to because they weren't sure he could hack it. I WILL GET THIS JOB IF IT COMES UP. No doubt, no doubt.
#4 - (SO LONG TERM IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY) I will be the Director of Communications and Marketing. I'm going to get my BPA in Communication Studies from Athabasca or I'll wait it out and see if UOIT offers something to DC staff. I'm not sure which route I'll take at the moment but I'm a big believer in things just falling into place so I'm hoping this will too! I worked in the department before, love it and just know it's my end spot. Not only will I love the job but I will also make it on the SUNSHINE LIST. Ya boyeee!
So, now that I've just put this on paper I'm accountable right? RIGHT!
Sweet.
So I said I was going to talk career moves in my next post...so here they are.
#1 - (and short term) I applied to a new role in my department which is a 1 year maternity leave position. I was urged to take the role before I left (which was full-time at that point and was filled with a girl who is now pregnant) but I didn't like the idea of going away for a year and having a contract person mould the brand new position and then come back and have to execute what they'd put together. Just didn't sit well with me. Looks like everything happens for a reason and the job is open as for September and guess when I go back to work? That's riiiiight - September. Done and done - I got it in the bag (not that I've interviewed yet but I just know it).
#2 - (not sure how long this will last) I'm getting a part-time job. I went for an interview at The Keg on Tuesday and after meeting with both the hiring manager and the scheduling manager I'm pretty sure that's in the bag. Training won't start until mid-August in hopes that the people they hire will be G2G in early September - I'm hoping the job will be fun (young people to work with and happy people on a fancy night out) as well as earn some extra loot for the much needed house related things we have coming up in the fall - such as a new furnace (2500) and a new ac unit (2500) in the spring. We're also going to need a new roof soon and I got a quote for that - $5000 bucks. FML. So yes, a second job is required and I'm doing my best to be a positive patty about it. Other bonuses to working here are that we get discounts (YUM!) and they're only open for dinner so say from 3 or 4 p.m. (depending on weekday or weekend) and they close at 10. So all I'll really be missing babywise is dinner and bedtime which is the crankiest period anyways.
#3 - (long-ish term) I applied a month ago or so for a management position at the College and didn't get it because I applied too late and they were already conducting 2nd interviews (I got a call from my mentor the day after I applied saying they'd hired someone - BOO!). It showed that it was a full-time forever type job on the website but I heard through the grapevine that the person they hired they only offered a contract of 1 year to because they weren't sure he could hack it. I WILL GET THIS JOB IF IT COMES UP. No doubt, no doubt.
#4 - (SO LONG TERM IT'S NOT EVEN FUNNY) I will be the Director of Communications and Marketing. I'm going to get my BPA in Communication Studies from Athabasca or I'll wait it out and see if UOIT offers something to DC staff. I'm not sure which route I'll take at the moment but I'm a big believer in things just falling into place so I'm hoping this will too! I worked in the department before, love it and just know it's my end spot. Not only will I love the job but I will also make it on the SUNSHINE LIST. Ya boyeee!
So, now that I've just put this on paper I'm accountable right? RIGHT!
Sweet.
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Life is about to get crazy!
Not only is Alex going back to work after a 2 week hiatus but I'm in the home stretch of maternity leave. I will officially be back to work the day after Labour Day and although I have completely and utterly loved my time off I'm pretty excited to get my brain back into gear. As a kid I always thought my dream was to be a stay at home mom (perhaps because that's what I grew up with until about grade 8) but after being one for a year I know I'll be "ok" going back to work but I also know I'd love to work say, 20 hours a week versus 40. Unfortunately, that's not going to be possible (see a post a few back if you need more details) for a while so going back to a job I love, with people I adore suits me about as best as it can at this point in time. I am seriously going to crave - best word I could come up with - seeing my little man and I know I am going to cry for a week but I can do it. I know it. What I need to focus on is that I'm going to have PERSONAL TIME EVERYDAY FOR A WHOLE 8 HOURS (while AWAKE!!!) - no poopy diapers, no barfs, no nap schedules, a quiet lunch...(I'm trying to make myself feel better here but none of the things I just wrote actually bother me all that much) but also no snuggles, smiles, belly laughs, walks, dance parties, park trips or lunches smeared from head to toe etc.
I am so happy that the woman we're leaving our beast with is fantastic. I can literally see the love pouring out at her from the kids she already watches and one of the Mom's is keeping her kid with her 2 days a week because she'd miss her too much. Now that's what you want in a daycare!!
Okay, more to come. Maybe not baby related....next time I'm going to write about some career moves I'm going to make this year. It's going to happen because I'm going to make it happen - just because that's what I do. BAM.
I am so happy that the woman we're leaving our beast with is fantastic. I can literally see the love pouring out at her from the kids she already watches and one of the Mom's is keeping her kid with her 2 days a week because she'd miss her too much. Now that's what you want in a daycare!!
Okay, more to come. Maybe not baby related....next time I'm going to write about some career moves I'm going to make this year. It's going to happen because I'm going to make it happen - just because that's what I do. BAM.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Oh how I love my family!
Elbeanio, Lillymanilly and Balboski-pie. Jungle Cat World - June 4, 2012.
Meaghan and Emma came to visit and we had such a fabulous time! It was Emma's birthday so we had a mini birthday party on Sunday evening with all the local family members. Great dinner conversation as usual (which means it was all inappropriate!).
Lilly came to our house for the day instead of going to daycare on Monday so she, Emma and Meaghan could get to know each other better since they don't get to see each other often living a few hours away. We had sucha fabulous day! We went to Jungle Cat World and were about 4 feet away from so many crazy animals - lions, jaguars, tigers, hyenas, lynx and more. So amazing. The wee ones all got to feed a donkey and we had a peacock jump up on our picnic table trying to get at our lunch. Lilly and Emma had a fabulous time and Noah was so excited he wanted to walk everywhere. After 2 hours they were all smiles and we got this shot of them on the lion.
Such great memories.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Oh, life.
I'm about to admit something that most don't have the guts to do. They go on acting like everything is fine, racking up the credit card bills and closing their eyes.
I'm a pretty positive. Life has been extremely kind to my family and all in all I just don't have a lot to complain about. I am very blessed and haven't forgot that.....HOWEVER, having it all (what it feels like for me) for so long has made me spoiled. I've never gone without since I've been in the working world; things have come easily and I've been completely and utterly spoiled. Not to say that I haven't worked for everything that has come my way, but it's all come and that's what I'm getting at.
I suppose I'm finally getting a little dose of welcome to the real world. I thought having a baby would be a huge change, but it's been more like another re-adjustment period like moving in with Alex, buying a house, getting a new job etc. I mean, life has changed for sure, but for the most part (other than the lack of sleep) it is all pretty doable on a daily basis. Now that the wee man is 11 months (holy crap) he's as easy as pie and it's amazing.
So, for what is going on (and the real meat of this post)....our plan was to live in our old house for 10 years or so. We were going to save up and buy a house on our dream street once we were all set financially. Well, when the dream house came up on our dream street during my maternity leave, we went to the bank and they said we could "afford" (please notice the quotes) it. Of course, we jumped on it perhaps without really looking too far in advance. Looking back at our old life at our previous house, man we had it easy financially (which didn't feel like it was THAT easy at the time). We would've had no problem doing small renos, paying for daycare, going out for dinner here and there or into the city for a dance party night.
Oh, how things have changed.
For the past 6 months or so since we moved into the new house I've been doing my best to go without. I bought some new clothes at Christmas with gift cards and got my hair done (as inexpensively as possible) every 2.5-3 months or so but other than that my spending has been nil. I'm sure you all know Alex is a thrifty shopper to say the least so all was good there. But after 3 weddings in 4 months, a broken fridge, Alex's truck needing new brakes, opening the pool, and a couple of $500 winter gas bills...man, oh man, oh man. The savings are gone. The worst part is that in an old house there is always something....we need our chimney fixed sooner than later, the basement ceiling needs to be dry-walled and a woodstove is also something that in the long run will save us money (see $500 winter gas bill).
Please don't get me wrong, our bills are being paid but that's about as far as our money is going and to top it off daycare will be $700 a month pretty soon and me going back to work isn't going to change our income. BRUTS.
I'll admit that I've been slighty ignoring the situation. I really came to terms with it this week when I needed a couple of new bras because the old bod has made some changes. I honestly couldn't validate spending $50 on TWO bras. This is unheard of for me. Luckly the old girls have gone down a size so the flimsy Joe Fresh bras that were 2 for $20 at the old grocery store seem to be doing the trick (shoot me now).
I also was supposed to be going out this Saturday for a fantastic bachelorette for one of my VERY favourite girls including dinner/drinks, dancing, hotel, and brunch the next day. After figuring the night will cost about $250 and taking into account I couldn't bring myself to spend $50 on bras, I've opted out of the sleepover and am going to just do dinner, a couple of drinks and dancing. It's just about the saddest decision I've had to make in a while but it's the right one and I'll feel a heck of a lot less guilty in the long run.
I wonder how long life will be like this? I'm hoping a higher paying job comes up when I go back to work!
So I guess life is all about choices. We chose to go without now in hopes that in the long run we'd have much more by tackling a big mortgage while we were young. Maybe I wasn't prepared for how "without" it would be. I suppose putting a budget together is in order....
FYI - right now I'm sitting in a pair of shorts that are about 5 years old and they literally hang off of me. I must say, it's a good thing I have a husband who loves me, a baby who doesn't care what I look like and some pretty high self-esteem if I do say so myself!
So, if you don't see my outfit on the latest catwalk (not that you ever would have) - you know why! LOL.
I'm a pretty positive. Life has been extremely kind to my family and all in all I just don't have a lot to complain about. I am very blessed and haven't forgot that.....HOWEVER, having it all (what it feels like for me) for so long has made me spoiled. I've never gone without since I've been in the working world; things have come easily and I've been completely and utterly spoiled. Not to say that I haven't worked for everything that has come my way, but it's all come and that's what I'm getting at.
I suppose I'm finally getting a little dose of welcome to the real world. I thought having a baby would be a huge change, but it's been more like another re-adjustment period like moving in with Alex, buying a house, getting a new job etc. I mean, life has changed for sure, but for the most part (other than the lack of sleep) it is all pretty doable on a daily basis. Now that the wee man is 11 months (holy crap) he's as easy as pie and it's amazing.
So, for what is going on (and the real meat of this post)....our plan was to live in our old house for 10 years or so. We were going to save up and buy a house on our dream street once we were all set financially. Well, when the dream house came up on our dream street during my maternity leave, we went to the bank and they said we could "afford" (please notice the quotes) it. Of course, we jumped on it perhaps without really looking too far in advance. Looking back at our old life at our previous house, man we had it easy financially (which didn't feel like it was THAT easy at the time). We would've had no problem doing small renos, paying for daycare, going out for dinner here and there or into the city for a dance party night.
Oh, how things have changed.
For the past 6 months or so since we moved into the new house I've been doing my best to go without. I bought some new clothes at Christmas with gift cards and got my hair done (as inexpensively as possible) every 2.5-3 months or so but other than that my spending has been nil. I'm sure you all know Alex is a thrifty shopper to say the least so all was good there. But after 3 weddings in 4 months, a broken fridge, Alex's truck needing new brakes, opening the pool, and a couple of $500 winter gas bills...man, oh man, oh man. The savings are gone. The worst part is that in an old house there is always something....we need our chimney fixed sooner than later, the basement ceiling needs to be dry-walled and a woodstove is also something that in the long run will save us money (see $500 winter gas bill).
Please don't get me wrong, our bills are being paid but that's about as far as our money is going and to top it off daycare will be $700 a month pretty soon and me going back to work isn't going to change our income. BRUTS.
I'll admit that I've been slighty ignoring the situation. I really came to terms with it this week when I needed a couple of new bras because the old bod has made some changes. I honestly couldn't validate spending $50 on TWO bras. This is unheard of for me. Luckly the old girls have gone down a size so the flimsy Joe Fresh bras that were 2 for $20 at the old grocery store seem to be doing the trick (shoot me now).
I also was supposed to be going out this Saturday for a fantastic bachelorette for one of my VERY favourite girls including dinner/drinks, dancing, hotel, and brunch the next day. After figuring the night will cost about $250 and taking into account I couldn't bring myself to spend $50 on bras, I've opted out of the sleepover and am going to just do dinner, a couple of drinks and dancing. It's just about the saddest decision I've had to make in a while but it's the right one and I'll feel a heck of a lot less guilty in the long run.
I wonder how long life will be like this? I'm hoping a higher paying job comes up when I go back to work!
So I guess life is all about choices. We chose to go without now in hopes that in the long run we'd have much more by tackling a big mortgage while we were young. Maybe I wasn't prepared for how "without" it would be. I suppose putting a budget together is in order....
FYI - right now I'm sitting in a pair of shorts that are about 5 years old and they literally hang off of me. I must say, it's a good thing I have a husband who loves me, a baby who doesn't care what I look like and some pretty high self-esteem if I do say so myself!
So, if you don't see my outfit on the latest catwalk (not that you ever would have) - you know why! LOL.
Friday, April 20, 2012
talk about a hiatus!
Holy moly - I haven't posted since January! WTF? Oops!
Well, Mr. Noah Balboa has been keeping me on my toes and going slightly crazy regarding the never ending "nap game" it's probably the worst game in the world. It goes a little something like this: for a few weeks everything goes smoothly and Noah is going to bed and getting up at relatively the same times, THEN all of a sudden whamo! It's like a switch goes off and he's like NO I am not sleeping when I usually do, NO I am not sleeping 15 minutes later. Guess what lady? I'm not going to sleep AT ALL today. FML - seriously baby? See? Not a fun game.
I'm also on a quest to clear up some various ailments I've been experiencing for most of life like eczema, dermatitis and my awful belly. On the advice of my Naturopathic Doctor I've cut out pretty much anything that made me happy like sugar, salt, caffeine, beef, pork, gluten and dairy. GOOD TIMES!! LOL. I'm so pleasent today. It's actually called "The Elimination Diet" or the "Hypoallergenic Diet" and hasn't been too bad. I've been making lunch and dinner every night which is saving us loads in the going out for meals department. I've lost some lbs - down to 130! OH MY (this is my wedding weight yesssss!). The only negative is that my fuse is quite short with Alex and it doesn't seem like it's going to lengthen since I've been on it for almost 2 weeks you'd think my body would've readjusted......maybe not.
What else?
I ran my first half marathon in 2 hours 11 minutes and 40 seconds....came in 3rd in my sex/age group and am having a medal delivered to me as I type - HELLO BUCKET LIST! I may run another half, I honestly didn't find it all that challenging since we trained so well for it. A full marathon I think would be great but I just don't have the training time to devote to it.
Still debating on when I'm going to go back to work. Could be in late June, early August or if I'm lucky Labour Day. I honestly can't see how we could swing Labour Day financially so I'm going to start planning for early August - just not until after my 30th birthday!! WOOT.
That's about it....nothing to radical.
xo
Jenn
Well, Mr. Noah Balboa has been keeping me on my toes and going slightly crazy regarding the never ending "nap game" it's probably the worst game in the world. It goes a little something like this: for a few weeks everything goes smoothly and Noah is going to bed and getting up at relatively the same times, THEN all of a sudden whamo! It's like a switch goes off and he's like NO I am not sleeping when I usually do, NO I am not sleeping 15 minutes later. Guess what lady? I'm not going to sleep AT ALL today. FML - seriously baby? See? Not a fun game.
I'm also on a quest to clear up some various ailments I've been experiencing for most of life like eczema, dermatitis and my awful belly. On the advice of my Naturopathic Doctor I've cut out pretty much anything that made me happy like sugar, salt, caffeine, beef, pork, gluten and dairy. GOOD TIMES!! LOL. I'm so pleasent today. It's actually called "The Elimination Diet" or the "Hypoallergenic Diet" and hasn't been too bad. I've been making lunch and dinner every night which is saving us loads in the going out for meals department. I've lost some lbs - down to 130! OH MY (this is my wedding weight yesssss!). The only negative is that my fuse is quite short with Alex and it doesn't seem like it's going to lengthen since I've been on it for almost 2 weeks you'd think my body would've readjusted......maybe not.
What else?
I ran my first half marathon in 2 hours 11 minutes and 40 seconds....came in 3rd in my sex/age group and am having a medal delivered to me as I type - HELLO BUCKET LIST! I may run another half, I honestly didn't find it all that challenging since we trained so well for it. A full marathon I think would be great but I just don't have the training time to devote to it.
Still debating on when I'm going to go back to work. Could be in late June, early August or if I'm lucky Labour Day. I honestly can't see how we could swing Labour Day financially so I'm going to start planning for early August - just not until after my 30th birthday!! WOOT.
That's about it....nothing to radical.
xo
Jenn
Monday, January 23, 2012
Giving a "hot mess" a whole new meaning...
I am a hot mess; instead of the hot part just think mess.
Boys, let this be your warning - read no further.
So AF came for her first visit post baby - can I just say fucking sick. I guess it's bullshit that it doesn't come until after you finish breastfeeding.
I feel like a teenager...at least I might lose a few pounds given the amount of blood I'm losing. LOL - ewwwwwwwww.....
Today has been one of the grossest days of my life....I "leaked" (think undies, sheet and mattress pad). I cleaned it all up, including myself at 6 a.m. this morning and then baby wakes up at 6:30 (slept through the night) and what happens? My boobs start leaking - yep, that's right. I soaking wet skin coloured nursing bra.
LOL - ewwwwwwwww.....
Now do you see why I feel so sicko? Why is the female body so messed up?
Ugh.
Hahaha - I can't believe I'm about to post this.
I guess giving birth really does make you think anything else is for public consumption.
Bahahahaha.
Boys, let this be your warning - read no further.
So AF came for her first visit post baby - can I just say fucking sick. I guess it's bullshit that it doesn't come until after you finish breastfeeding.
I feel like a teenager...at least I might lose a few pounds given the amount of blood I'm losing. LOL - ewwwwwwwww.....
Today has been one of the grossest days of my life....I "leaked" (think undies, sheet and mattress pad). I cleaned it all up, including myself at 6 a.m. this morning and then baby wakes up at 6:30 (slept through the night) and what happens? My boobs start leaking - yep, that's right. I soaking wet skin coloured nursing bra.
LOL - ewwwwwwwww.....
Now do you see why I feel so sicko? Why is the female body so messed up?
Ugh.
Hahaha - I can't believe I'm about to post this.
I guess giving birth really does make you think anything else is for public consumption.
Bahahahaha.
Friday, January 6, 2012
Can I just say LOVE?
I mean like fullout, hardcore, never ending, enveloping love - a love that even those words which I picked very carefully can't describe!
6 months is by far my favourite age - we've got a SMILER (if he's not going down for a nap), a belly laugher, a sit-on-my-own'er, a joker, a mimic, a wiggler (attempting to crawl), a consistent napper (even if it's not for long I know what to expect), a bath lover and most importantly a shining personality!!
This little guy has charisma - he is a lady killer. In this outfit he might look like he's a real killer (looking a little jailbird like) but that's not the kind I'm talking about (insert ear to ear grin). He knows when someone is joking around - he loves it when I raise my eyebrows or give him a "what's going on here" look (think one eyebrow down and one up).
I am so excited to see him when he's bigger!! I mean, I know he's going to be fabulous - the last month has shown me that but oh my, this is going to be great!!
Monday, December 26, 2011
Adios 2011!
2011 has been a freaking amazing year!
A new baby, a new house and well one sad thing - a loss of a very special furry friend - SWSP.
As the year draws to a close I just want to say how thankful I am for my family, friends, co-workers (even though I'm on maternity leave) and well, everything and everyone!
I believe that always feeling grateful and never taking what we have in life for granted will hopefully continue a lucky streak.
Cheers to life people.....cheers to life.
A new baby, a new house and well one sad thing - a loss of a very special furry friend - SWSP.
As the year draws to a close I just want to say how thankful I am for my family, friends, co-workers (even though I'm on maternity leave) and well, everything and everyone!
I believe that always feeling grateful and never taking what we have in life for granted will hopefully continue a lucky streak.
Cheers to life people.....cheers to life.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
oh shit.
not that im not proud of being a mom and my babe, but i never thought id become one of those moms who dont talk about anything other than their kids.€ shit.
it is so crazy how they just take over your life!
i need a hobby - something for me to do - for me - during naps. write? sew? refinish furniture? i refuse to scrapbook and i suck at knitting.
suggestions please!!!
Thursday, December 15, 2011
HFMLHCSM!
HFMLHCSM - Holy F$%* My Life Has Changed So Much
So my Grandpa's wife sent me a text a few weeks ago that was something like this: ROTFLMFAO and I was completely stumped as to what it meant. She's about 60 years old - why does she know this slang and I don't? So I created my own. Betcha no one could guess that one!
I've been a little caught up in life for the past 6 months or so with VERY good reason. We had a baby, moved and well; I'd say that's enough to keep a girl occupied.
Having a baby to say the least is challenging. You're tired, in love, frustrated, exhilerated and everything else you can think of at one time. The brain is working on overdrive trying to take care of yourself, your babe, your family on top of everything else that needs to be done. This could be why I had a hard time making a Lipton Sidekick a few weeks ago or why I left a candle burning in the bathroom or why I left the lights on the back deck on even after Alex specifically said to me "When you come in from the hot tub make sure you turn off the back deck lights". You're just not all there.
The new house is amazing - it's a handful at the moment but it is so worth it! The only thing I think I would change is the fact that you can hear every creak in the house from every room. It makes it super difficult to do anything quietly. However, that's an old house. I can't wait for the summer to enjoy our amazing backyard with family and friends! We have an above ground pool and a hot tub as well as an amazing back deck. I'm hoping we can have our 30th birthday party back there - 30! Holy shit.
Noah is a freaking darling! I love that little runt like I've never loved anything or anyone else before. He is funny - oh so funny. He loves to dive bomb my face and try to eat it (I like to think it's because he loves me so much). He also loves to whine with a noise the sounds like "guuhhhhhhhh" and if you do it back to him in his ear he starts laughing like a madman because he knows you're making fun of him. He loves to be in your arms over your head or moved from side to side and giggles like a little schoolgirl if you bounce him around in either of those positions. He's not even 6 months yet! He's sitting up 90% on his own with a few face plants here and there, his naps are FINALLY taking some shape and we get about an hour and a half around 9 and another hour and a half around 1 - he's not feeling well at the moment and we've added another 30 minute nap around 4 to get him through until 7 p.m. which is bedtime. Lately, TTGL (thank the good lord - another good one) he's only been getting up at 3 a.m. for a feed. This makes me a little more alive during the day. He's had 2 colds and 2 eye infections which is really bugging me, poor guy! I don't think he got rid of the first cold fully and it came back a few days ago. It's not as bad this time round but it still sucks.
Alex is I think finally getting used to me being on maternity leave and ok with leaving in the morning without being too jealous of my days with Noah. Everytime he walks in the door 2 ear to ear grins are waiting for him because we're both so happy to see Da-da (something I'm working on Noah saying with no luck so far).
All in all the last 5 months have been insane but I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.
Life is absolutely amazing.
So my Grandpa's wife sent me a text a few weeks ago that was something like this: ROTFLMFAO and I was completely stumped as to what it meant. She's about 60 years old - why does she know this slang and I don't? So I created my own. Betcha no one could guess that one!
I've been a little caught up in life for the past 6 months or so with VERY good reason. We had a baby, moved and well; I'd say that's enough to keep a girl occupied.
Having a baby to say the least is challenging. You're tired, in love, frustrated, exhilerated and everything else you can think of at one time. The brain is working on overdrive trying to take care of yourself, your babe, your family on top of everything else that needs to be done. This could be why I had a hard time making a Lipton Sidekick a few weeks ago or why I left a candle burning in the bathroom or why I left the lights on the back deck on even after Alex specifically said to me "When you come in from the hot tub make sure you turn off the back deck lights". You're just not all there.
The new house is amazing - it's a handful at the moment but it is so worth it! The only thing I think I would change is the fact that you can hear every creak in the house from every room. It makes it super difficult to do anything quietly. However, that's an old house. I can't wait for the summer to enjoy our amazing backyard with family and friends! We have an above ground pool and a hot tub as well as an amazing back deck. I'm hoping we can have our 30th birthday party back there - 30! Holy shit.
Noah is a freaking darling! I love that little runt like I've never loved anything or anyone else before. He is funny - oh so funny. He loves to dive bomb my face and try to eat it (I like to think it's because he loves me so much). He also loves to whine with a noise the sounds like "guuhhhhhhhh" and if you do it back to him in his ear he starts laughing like a madman because he knows you're making fun of him. He loves to be in your arms over your head or moved from side to side and giggles like a little schoolgirl if you bounce him around in either of those positions. He's not even 6 months yet! He's sitting up 90% on his own with a few face plants here and there, his naps are FINALLY taking some shape and we get about an hour and a half around 9 and another hour and a half around 1 - he's not feeling well at the moment and we've added another 30 minute nap around 4 to get him through until 7 p.m. which is bedtime. Lately, TTGL (thank the good lord - another good one) he's only been getting up at 3 a.m. for a feed. This makes me a little more alive during the day. He's had 2 colds and 2 eye infections which is really bugging me, poor guy! I don't think he got rid of the first cold fully and it came back a few days ago. It's not as bad this time round but it still sucks.
Alex is I think finally getting used to me being on maternity leave and ok with leaving in the morning without being too jealous of my days with Noah. Everytime he walks in the door 2 ear to ear grins are waiting for him because we're both so happy to see Da-da (something I'm working on Noah saying with no luck so far).
All in all the last 5 months have been insane but I wouldn't trade them for anything in the world.
Life is absolutely amazing.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Could this be it?
I'm sitting at work with 19 minutes to go (until 4:30 p.m.) and am wondering to myself...is this early labour?
Yesterday I started getting pain in my pubic bone area when I was walking down stairs which I thought was maybe my pelvis starting to seperate so the babe could move down.
Lastnight, every time I rolled over in bed and had to lift one leg higher than the other I got a shot of a pain in my crotch. It kinda feels like what you'd image if you had Barbie's legs (one in each hand) and you pulled them apart the way they're not supposed to go. Good times!
I've also had mild cramping in my lower belly this afternoon and my back hurts a little which it tends to do at this time of day regardless.
Is it - who knows? I want this little man to hold on until June 21 so he's a Cancer...!
I have my midwife appointment tonight so I'll hopefully have a better idea then. YIKES!
Yesterday I started getting pain in my pubic bone area when I was walking down stairs which I thought was maybe my pelvis starting to seperate so the babe could move down.
Lastnight, every time I rolled over in bed and had to lift one leg higher than the other I got a shot of a pain in my crotch. It kinda feels like what you'd image if you had Barbie's legs (one in each hand) and you pulled them apart the way they're not supposed to go. Good times!
I've also had mild cramping in my lower belly this afternoon and my back hurts a little which it tends to do at this time of day regardless.
Is it - who knows? I want this little man to hold on until June 21 so he's a Cancer...!
I have my midwife appointment tonight so I'll hopefully have a better idea then. YIKES!
Friday, May 20, 2011
Less than a month to go!
Holy moly how time has flown by.
I can't believe how close we are to having a wee baby! I've got a butt up in my ribs and (I think) feet poking out on either side. When I have my right arm down at my side it gets booted as if the baby is telling me to get out of his space.
We went to Emilie Claire Barlow's (http://emilieclairebarlow.com/) concert with Kate, Kirb, John and Lianne last weekend and Noah was literally having a party in my uterus for the entire hour and a half of the concert. I think he really enjoys all the orchestra style instruments because Q107 doesn't get him wiggling the way the trumpet, bass, sax, flute and piano did - it was CRAZY how much he was moving and for such a long period of time!
On a non-baby related note we're almost done the outdoor work around the house! I've been squatting in dirt and digging out weeds, jumping on the dandy-fly remover (http://www2.fiskars.com/Products/Yard-and-Garden/Weeders/UpRoot-R-Weed-Root-Remover) and pulling umpteen dandyflies out of the front lawn. It's my very favourite tool because when you're releasing the weed it's like a gun trigger. The neighbours look at me like I'm nuts considering I'm 9 months pregnant and doing more work then they are. I'm just happy that I can still get around fairly easily!!
Alex is adding a bit more dirt in the back tonight (if it doesn't rain, we are getting so much damn rain) then I need to plant our new plants from Dad and Brig's yard, then we're putting down the landscape cloth in the garden beds (so weeds don't grow thru) and tossing a few inches of mulch on top. I am going to touch-up the front porch and then we're pretty much good to go! Hopefully we can get this all done by the end of the long weekend!
Then it's onto the bathroom....oh joy. It's going to be so much fun having a baby and no washroom! I really am looking forward to having a full sized tub though!!
I can't believe how close we are to having a wee baby! I've got a butt up in my ribs and (I think) feet poking out on either side. When I have my right arm down at my side it gets booted as if the baby is telling me to get out of his space.
We went to Emilie Claire Barlow's (http://emilieclairebarlow.com/) concert with Kate, Kirb, John and Lianne last weekend and Noah was literally having a party in my uterus for the entire hour and a half of the concert. I think he really enjoys all the orchestra style instruments because Q107 doesn't get him wiggling the way the trumpet, bass, sax, flute and piano did - it was CRAZY how much he was moving and for such a long period of time!
On a non-baby related note we're almost done the outdoor work around the house! I've been squatting in dirt and digging out weeds, jumping on the dandy-fly remover (http://www2.fiskars.com/Products/Yard-and-Garden/Weeders/UpRoot-R-Weed-Root-Remover) and pulling umpteen dandyflies out of the front lawn. It's my very favourite tool because when you're releasing the weed it's like a gun trigger. The neighbours look at me like I'm nuts considering I'm 9 months pregnant and doing more work then they are. I'm just happy that I can still get around fairly easily!!
Alex is adding a bit more dirt in the back tonight (if it doesn't rain, we are getting so much damn rain) then I need to plant our new plants from Dad and Brig's yard, then we're putting down the landscape cloth in the garden beds (so weeds don't grow thru) and tossing a few inches of mulch on top. I am going to touch-up the front porch and then we're pretty much good to go! Hopefully we can get this all done by the end of the long weekend!
Then it's onto the bathroom....oh joy. It's going to be so much fun having a baby and no washroom! I really am looking forward to having a full sized tub though!!
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