Wednesday, December 30, 2009

My little new year’s eve baby!



Andrew turns one in an hour. Well, technically not till 3:50pm. That’s when he finally made his debut a year ago. I can’t believe how quickly this past year has flown by. It’s kind of surreal.

I remember everything about the day that Andrew was born. Last year on this night, the night before his arrival, I met up with my parents and brother and s-i-l in the hotel lobby where my parents were staying. It was a very cold and windy night, icy and of course snowy since we had such a bad winter last year weather-wise. I could barely sit up on the couch in the lobby – I was all slouched down to make room for my over-stuffed belly. Andrew was already a week late and we were desperate for him to arrive. I remember my s-i-l saying, do you think tomorrow will be the day? And I said, it had better be!! I was set to drink a ‘labour cocktail’ in the morning to help get things going – which I did, but I am confident that Andrew was going to arrive that day regardless of whether or not I drank the potion! I had a few strong contractions through the night and started labour pretty early in the morning. He was finally ready to meet us!

To think that a year ago this minute, I didn’t know my child. I mean, I knew that my baby was active and liked for his or her foot to live in my ribcage. I knew that my baby had a strong heartbeat and the cutest little bum (I hadn’t actually SEEN the bum, but knew it rested right where it should for how a baby should be positioned for a natural birth…and I would think awww, how cute is that, my little baby’s bum! lol) But I didn’t even know if I was going to be having a son or a daughter. Am I happy I had a son? Couldn’t be happier! I couldn’t imagine having any baby other than my sweet little baby boy, Andrew James (insert hyphenated last name here!) =)

I will say, I am VERY happy that I will NOT be experiencing any labour pains through tonight or all day tomorrow. I am so grateful to have my baby HERE on the outside and out of my belly! Which makes me think of the night of his first day. When all our family had come and gone and even James was sleeping. I held my newborn baby boy and he curled himself up into his fetal position on my chest and snoozed while I held him, smelled him, kissed him, and cuddled him. I slept for one hour that entire night. Despite how unbelievably exhausted my body should have and must have been, I couldn’t sleep because I wanted to spend every second marvelling at the beauty of our creation!! My sweet baby boy. That was seriously the most tender moment of my entire life, just holding my baby and having him in my arms FINALLY after waiting for what seemed like an eternity for him to arrive. And it was an eternity to me, because I may not have known it the years leading up to his conception (my entire life before him) but the truth of the matter is, I waited my entire life for his arrival. Having him here completed a part of me, filled a void, without wanting to sound like a total cliché, made me a better person.

And now, a whole year later, I can say I pretty much have witnessed his whole entire life so far. He has learned SO much in the past year, from rolling over to crawling to sitting up and at 10 months walking. He is wanting to start talking soon and babbles away, saying Oh and No and what sounds like More. He says Mama and Dada. I asked him where Momma was today and he pointed at me! His newest thing that he started in the past week(ish) is pointing. He loves to smile and laugh and be around people and learn new things. He takes everything in, he’s always thinking and processing and very often it takes just one or two times of showing him something before he does it himself. He amazes me every single day. No matter what he’s doing.

I could go on and on. And since my blog has very much become about Andrew (sorry but I can’t help it, and right now his life is the most important thing for me to document because I want to remember all of this stuff to be able to share it with him when he’s older) I WILL go on and on…over time. But I will end this for now, since it’s almost his birthday and I should get some rest so I can be 100% at his beck and call for his big day. (As if I’m not at his beck and call every day! LOL But tomorrow is extra special).

You could look at the down sides to having your birthday on new year’s eve – too close to Xmas, it’s already a holiday so that could take away from it being ‘your’ special day…BUT there’ll always be a party and fireworks SOMEWHERE on your birthday, how cool is that?! AND I like how Andrew’s new year really does start with the new calendar year. It’s the perfect birthday for the perfect boy!

Happy Birthday Andrew!

And Happy New Year to all!

Saturday, December 26, 2009

A (rushed) post about Christmas

It’s not even 11pm on Boxing Day and already I am thinking about going to sleep. I remember the days when 11pm still seemed so early - so many hours left to do stuff. Now when the babe is asleep and I know it’s only a (short) matter of time before he’s up again, sleep feels like a luxury I shouldn’t pass up!

We’re in Victoria now at James’ dad’s house. We arrived this afternoon. Andrew was so good - we timed it just right that he fell asleep for his nap about 5 minutes into the car ride and he only woke up maybe 15 minutes before we got here (it’s about an hour and a half drive from Nanaimo). Phew - it’s so much nicer listening to some music during the drive than a crying baby!!

We had a nice Christmas, I just can’t believe how quickly it was all over. On Xmas Eve we went to my Nana’s and had a visit with her then instead of Xmas day. It was nice for her to spend some time with Andrew - it had been a long time since last time he could only hold onto furniture and walk from chair to chair. This time he was running around and getting into things she didn’t think he’d be able to reach. He isn’t afraid to get up on tippy toes to try to reach things out of his immediate grasp =)

I got Andrew a onesie before Xmas that says, ‘All Mommy Wants For Christmas Is A Silent Night.’ He wore it the week leading up to Xmas and I got some pictures of him in it. He was acting like an absolute maniac and I figured there was NO WAY a silent night was in the cards for this Momma! WELL...as it happens he DID give me the Xmas gift I ‘dreamed’ of! He slept through the night Xmas Eve into Xmas Day - which means he slept for nearly 7 hours straight. I still found myself waking up through the night since my body is so accustomed to it, but I definitely got a lot more sleep than I’m used to. So that was nice! We got up just after 8am, had some coffee then moved onto mimosas, got snack foods out. It was really nice! Andrew got a big tonka type truck thing from Santa for Christmas and he was quite intrigued by it and played with that while we were waking up. It was SO cute getting him to help open gifts and see him play with his stuff - although in all honesty we’d have saved a lot of money if we just bought him a few rolls of wrapping paper and tissue paper and maybe a bow or two! LOL He’ll enjoy playing with his toys over time though =)

We got a lot of stuff, I will have to write a list of it all but it’s late and I’m tired so it’s not going to happen right now.

We lounged around, I got a bit of the prep work done for Xmas dinner in the afternoon, then suddenly it was time to get everything ready and my grandma was over for dinner. It went by SO FAST. But the tofurky (which James makes - it’s our tradition!) was delicious!!

After dinner and dessert and granny went home, we watched Christmas Vacation and then went to bed. All in all, a wonderful Christmas.

Tomorrow is James’ dad’s bday so we’ll be celebrating that, and we head back to my parents’ on the 28th, then home on the 29th. It’s quite the whirlwind when everyone lives in different cities. It would be so much easier if we all lived in the same area and could just quickly drive to each other’s places!

I can’t believe that Andrew will be ONE in 5 days. I need to absorb that and reflect on the past year and get my head around the fact that my little baby boy is growing up! LOL I know one doesn’t sound very old but I just can’t believe how quickly this past year has gone by.

Anyway, hopefully I will have time to write more in the coming days...

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Merry Christmas!

Been meaning to write for the past few days but haven't had the chance.

I can't believe it - just a few more hours till BABY'S FIRST CHRISTMAS! I'm so excited. Will be documenting with photos, video, and written journal so all will be captured and recorded =)

BUT the boy is getting fussy and overtired so time to go for now. Will post soon...

Merry Xmas!

Friday, December 18, 2009

TGIF - and this one in particular since it's James' last day of work till the new year!

Gearing up for Christmas.

Whatever that means.

I’m really blah tonight.

Had a good day. Hair cut and colour – just tidied up, a bit shorter but nothing drastic. Same colour as last time, sort of burgundy-ish highlights. Good chats with my hairdresser. She’s a fun gal. I also had the chance to (finally) do some reading.

Andrew babysat by my aunt, who had a great time with him. He didn’t fuss for a single second. Ate way more than his usual. Was sitting on the rug smiling after tons of playtime, then literally just flopped over and was out like a light.

Oh, to sleep like a baby!

Popped by James’ office on our way home to get air in the ol’ stroller tires. (They have a resident bike pump since so many of them bike to work). Thought if we stopped by there’d be a chance James would leave early and come home with us. Daddy took the bait! Hook line and sinker. In fact I didn’t even have to bait him – he suggested leaving with us on his own accord. I was most pleased about that.

Came home, got stuff packed and ready. My aunt and uncle are life savers. They’re going to the island this weekend so they offered to cart over as much of our stuff for us as we wanted. All the Xmas gifts are being delivered by them – we just have to pack our clothes. Most of which will fit in the stroller basket. So relieved, I am. I honestly don’t know how we’d have managed everything otherwise.

Had a visit with them – Andrew was most pleased to have them over. The more attention the better!!

He’s in his crib now. Hopefully for the night. But I’m certainly not holding my breath!

I just feel so blah, despite that the day really wasn’t so bad.

It’s talking to my mom that did it.

Honestly.

I hate saying that. I just can’t stand how depressed she is. I feel like she needs to be doing more to work toward getting better but she’s not and while I can offer suggestions etc, I can’t take those steps for her.

I don’t know what to think.

I just have a really hard time dealing with some of the things she says. The tone in her voice. The sadness and complete monotone nothingness. I hate that she’s hurting and there’s nothing I can do. I feel like retreating. I don’t consider myself a depressed person – sure I have bad days and negative thoughts sometimes but depressed, no…But lately when I get off the phone with her, I start to think maybe I am. That’s how truly bad it is.

It bothers me that it’s Xmas time and heading toward Andrew’s first birthday and yet there is this horribly dark cloud looming overhead. At any moment it could burst.

If only it were easier for a person to feel better.

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Andrew's look of the week: The Scrunchy Face!

I’m starting to get the ohmygodit’sChristmasandI’mnotprepared pre-Xmas jitters. I had the best of intentions to be 100% ready by December 1st…Last year I met that goal because I didn’t know when baby was going to arrive and I didn’t want to have anything I HAD to be doing in the weeks leading up to my due date. But with baby in tow this year tugging on my pant legs and whining if my attention isn’t solely on him, it hasn’t been entirely easy. I go to look at Christmas cards for family, something I want to be able to put some thought into, and he starts fussing and crying because he’s bored. For the most part I’m completely prepared, pretty much all the gifts are wrapped (boy, was that ever a fun afternoon – Andrew didn’t enjoy wrapping, let’s just put it that way!) I guess I just start to feel the crunch of the year ending and needing to wrap up 2009! LOL
Especially with Andrew here and with his birthday just around the corner from Christmas, the whole vibe is different. I’m excited about all the firsts he’s about to experience but because I’m so caught up in living day to day, I forget that Christmas actually IS coming! Last night I looked at the calendar and was shocked to see it was just 10 days away. Where does the time go, SERIOUSLY – I want to know!
James ever so kindly took Andrew off for a shopping trip to Safeway to pick up a few things so I could have a much needed break. I love my boy but for the love of gawd everyone needs time to themselves once in a while! For me it is such a rarity. Whenever I do get time to myself, again hardly ever, because it’s so infrequent I feel this terrible time pressure to do everything I want to do in as short a time as possible. So it’s hard to just fully relax and enjoy the ‘me’ time but I try my best. I was going to have a nice hot bath and then a nap but I had the bath and skipped the nap. I would love the sleep but at the same time it’s kind of nice to do a few things – like write in my journal – that I normally don’t have much time for at all these days. I really want to work on my scrapbook as well but maybe I’ll get to that once Andrew has gone to bed tonight.
Today Andrew really took to clapping. He was clapping up a storm! Commercials with music would make him clap, music on his toy house, a CD I put on. And he’s not just clapping for the sake of clapping but not really knowing what he’s doing. Because he wouldn’t be clapping at all and then I’d say to him, ‘Andrew, let’s see some clapping!’ and he’d grin and clap a few times. He is seriously the sweetest thing on two feet.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Almost time for the boy to go to sleep...at least for a couple of hours!

Not really up to anything. Waiting for the boy to go to sleep so we can watch the final episode of Dexter, which we downloaded since we don’t get HBO.

James mentioned yesterday that he wonders if people would have a problem with us calling Andrew ‘The Boy.’ I said that anyone who knows us AT ALL would know we mean it as a pet name and not to mean he’s just the kid who lives with us, or however informal it might sound!

I think it’s kind of cute, he’s our boy, and thus, ‘the’ boy =) I like calling him that from time to time. His other nicknames include Andy, Anders, Drewboy, Baby Boy, Sweetie-pie, Garbanzo, Andy-roo, and many more!

I love the boy!

Anyway…he is exhausting me to no end. He just won’t let Momma get a night’s rest. And he’s going to bed later it seems, yet gets up at his usual time or earlier.

James and I went out for his work Xmas do last night. Dinner at The Boathouse by English Bay. Great service and enjoyable atmosphere but food-wise, even though it’s supposed to be top notch, wasn’t the greatest. BUT that is coming from a vegetarian and it was a very fishy menu!! They were able to make me a pasta with veggies but yeah…The dessert was good though, and we had fun. My aunt and uncle came to the rescue and babysat for us. Andrew was so good, lots of playing, had some food and milk and went to sleep. Unfortunately as soon as they left, he was awake and wouldn’t go to sleep till nearly 2am – and in that time he was running around and Daddy had of course gone to bed since he has to get up for work so needless to say Momma was VERRRRY tired today. Especially since going to bed at 2 didn’t mean that he then slept through – oh no!

But anyway…we managed to get out today. Got a few errands run, groceries bought. Then I took him to see a bunch of his friends at a nearby hotel. It was fun watching him run around and for myself to get out and talk to a few people.

Then we came home and the rest is history. Time to go try nursing him so he might drift off and it’ll be Dexter time. I can’t take the suspense – I need to know how it all wrapped up this season!

I can’t believe only 10 days till Christmas. Time is flying by like crazy, and I can’t handle it!!

Friday, December 11, 2009

YOU CAN’T SPELL FAMILIES WITHOUT LIES!

Just finished watching Four Christmases and found it quite funny and cute. Some of the lines near the beginning of the film were absolutely hilarious. Andrew started nursing as we started the movie, fell asleep, and hasn’t woken up since. He’s sleeping on the living room floor so undoubtedly there will be another feed time before I get to go to bed, but that’s pretty much to be expected anyway.

This afternoon when Andrew FINALLY went down for a nap, I was about to start my usual – a whirlwind of getting chores done – when I thought to myself, no, make yourself a coffee and do something YOU want to do! So I made a GD Tass and did some scrapbooking. It has been my goal all along to get Andrew’s first year scrapbook completed by his first year (save for Xmas and his bday, which obviously have to be done after the fact). I was beginning to stress about it – yes, actually STRESS about getting my scrapbook completed in time! I know that sounds ridiculous because it’s a project that is meant to be relaxing and fun and something I do as a hobby BECAUSE I WANT TO. But the more the pictures pile up that I need to sift through and make pages for, the more it starts to feel like a chore because the honest truth is, the more time that passes the more likely it is to be 10 years from now and I’m sitting there with a huge box of pictures with no dates written on the back, not knowing what to do with them.

So I took the bull by the horns, so to speak, and I completed 4 pages before Andrew woke up! The dishes still got done and I was able to tidy things up pretty quickly – I’ve been doing my best to keep on top of the cleaning lately since we’ve been having people over more than usual. And because I’m a bit of a neat freak in general =)

But it was so nice to just take a bit of a breather and work on scrapbooking for a little while today. It’s so rare that I take time out for me, for something I want to do for fun.

I think I’ll go work on the scrapbook a bit now and then get to bed. Andrew woke up for his feed and has gone back to sleep so I might just have a few hours before he’s up again…We’ll see!

Oh, he had a really fussy time this morning after we were out for a bit getting cat food and a few other things. It was really strange – he started crying and was doing a sort of scream cry that I have only heard him do a few times in his life. It was a bit worrisome because it seemed there was nothing I could do to soothe him. When we got home I gave him a nice bath and usually as soon as he’s getting undressed to get in the bath he’s super grinny and can’t wait to get in but this time he kept crying. Once he was sitting in the tub he just sat there staring down at the water, as if he was somehow feeling dejected. It was SO sad! He’s never like that! Maybe if you’re used to having a baby who doesn’t smile much and just sits there this would seem normal, but for Andrew it was so out of character! Luckily after the bath he had some food and then nursed and we played and he was himself again, and he’s been fine ever since. I don’t know what that was all about. I wonder if it was the cold, but at the same time he was bundled up…It’s just that he REFUSES to wear his gloves AND he refused to wear his toque so…I don’t know what to do about that!

Anyway…more later…

Thursday, December 10, 2009

My mom says yes I'm growing, and now I know it's true


According to our bathroom scale, Andrew is now up to 23 ½ lbs!

He will be a year old in 21 days.

How time flies.

My baby boy is doing so much and even though he was independent pretty much since day one, he is more and more wanting to explore and do things on his own. He will push me away so he can do things himself, his own way. He is quite a character. A little boy with a very big personality!

He has taken to clapping, although again he’ll really only do it when it suits him. He mimics other people, of course, but it seems like he’s doing the same thing with clapping as he did with waving. When he first learned how to wave, that’s all he did for a while and then he just stopped. Now he just does it when he decides it’s a fun thing to do.

He has mastered the art of walking and has now moved on to working on running! He doesn’t get too far before he lunges forward and falls but I definitely have to move fast to keep up with him. He grins when he’s running, he loves moving around quickly. He can get more done that way! He’s a very busy, active little guy.

Andrew hates getting dressed but in some ways he’s helpful about it. He knows what’s happening when he’s getting his shirt on, for example, so he’ll hold his arm up to get his sleeves put on. When it’s bath time, he rushes over to the tub and holds his arms up for me to take his shirt off. He has also started lifting his legs one at a time, knowing that’s how his pants come off for bath time! He is the cutest thing EVER.

One of his favourite games is hide and seek, but he prefers playing with Daddy than me. He anticipates where James is hiding and runs to find him, then James will suddenly pop out from wherever he’s hiding and say Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! I’m going to get you Andrew!! And Andrew squeals in delight and runs away from him. It’s so cute to watch. Baby boy’s laugh is contagious.

We have a picture on the wall of a series of photos taken professionally when he was 5 months old. A picture of the 3 of us in the middle, then a picture of him in each corner. He loves it when I hold him up to the picture and point to Dada, Momma, and Baby. He grins. He used to try to grab the whole picture off the wall, but lately he seems to just want to touch it. He is almost, sort of, wanting to start pointing at each person when I say who they are.

He loves to turn the pages of his books when I’m reading to him. He LOVES his books. He often goes and gets them and brings them to me and gets upset if I want to stop reading a particular book.

His first molar is just about through, I can see the whole thing popping out now. He has really never had too much trouble with teething. No rashes or diarrhoea or any of the ‘worst’ symptoms. I don’t know if the teething is a reason why he doesn’t sleep through the night – I think he’s just not much of a sleeper. Takes after his Momma that way. If only he got his Dad’s sleep gene!

He’s eating more solids. Still breast feeding a lot but I’ve noticed he can/will go longer stretches of time between feeds. Some days he eats more solids than others – some days I feel like he only eats a miniscule amount. But he’s healthy and happy and I do think he’s sort of starting ‘self weaning’ – which is the route I’d rather take than forcing him off the breast. Lately he’s been eating a half to ¾ of a jar of baby food in one sitting, eats nearly an entire individual size yogurt when I feed him that…He drinks whole milk sometimes. He LOVED my homemade lasagna last night! His favourite food is hummus but he also really enjoys Cannelloni. Or for that matter any tomato based pasta. He takes bites of an apple right from the core, and eats individual pieces of the Japanese Mandarin oranges that I love to buy this time of year. His appetite for solids is definitely growing, and I love watching him feed himself. He makes the cutest little sounds while he eats – I love the way he savours each and every bite!

Andrew’s signature sound is ‘Oh!’ He Oh!’s often. He sees something new or something he likes or wants and his reaction is to make his mouth into an O shape and say, ‘Oh’ in various pitches. He is the cutest thing walking. Or crawling. Or playing. Or anything.

I’m sure there are lots of other ‘new’ things he’s doing, since it seems almost every day there is some sort of change in him that I see. I look at his pictures over the past year and I am truly amazed at how humans develop so rapidly from the moment they are born.

Sometimes people will ask me, ‘What do you think Andrew will be doing in 20 years?’ and I can’t even begin to fathom him as an adult. I hope he’s happy and doing whatever feels right to him. But beyond that, I can only cherish this time right now, enjoying every second with him while he’s a baby and his Momma is his number one. This won’t last forever. But right now it’s the most wonderful thing in the world, being Andrew’s Mommy. I look at him every day in awe and I love him completely unconditionally. He is a handful, there’s no question there, but the sweetest, most darling and wonderful handful that there ever was!

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

I wish a baby could be taught to blow his nose!

Getting stuff done. Always slowly…but surely it’s happening!

I made 2 homemade lasagnas this afternoon. One for the freezer and one for tonight. Not that James and I (and Andrew) could eat an entire lasagna in one go – well, James could! lol But it’s a good thing I made so much because as it turns out, my bro and s-i-l are going to come over for dinner. My lasagnas have gone over very well with them in the past so let’s hope this one is as good! Neither one of them cooks so I like giving them a healthy home cooked meal every once in a while ;)

We’ll be discussing my mom so the topic won’t be entirely uplifting…but at least we are working on solutions. Stuff is in the works and she has been to see her dr etc but it’s still up in the air as to what the next step is. I find it strange given how widespread depression is in North America – at least around here it seems very difficult to find information on what loved ones can do for someone in distress.

Oops, I just remembered my next post was supposed to be about Andrew and all his learning and cuteness!

That one is on its way…

It’s hard to write a proper list of things he’s up to when he’s up to all sorts of things while I’m writing! He’s currently walking back and forth from the living room (where I am) to the bedroom. Now he’s biting my foot and getting upset that I’m not encouraging it =P Interesting that he always chooses me to bite. He could bite his dad when he’s home but does he? Never. He always races to Momma. I’ve got purple marks on my arms from how hard his teeth have bit into my skin. Oh, the abuse mothers take!!

Having another full-fledged cold is really getting on my nerves. Andrew is still very plugged as well, though he slept half-decently last night. Up once around 1:30am, then after a feed he slept through till 7:30. That is the most sleep I’ve had in a row for probably a couple of months now. I’d say I slept for almost 5 hours straight! That’s unheard of in my world.

Anyway, time to go play with the boy, he doesn’t like me paying more attention to the screen than him!

Monday, December 07, 2009

I need to find our mistletoe


I feel like I shouldn’t be spending this teensy bit of time I have on writing, but at the same time I haven’t been writing anything lately (except Christmas cards!) so this is what I’m choosing to do. James is in the bath with Andrew so Mommy can have a bit of time to herself.

Baby has ANOTHER cold. It feels like he just got rid of the last one. I don’t know why this happens, although I guess it’s just the time of year. I make sure he’s bundled when we go out and do my best to take good care of him, but alas the sniffles fight their way in. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that James and I don’t get it. I am still coughing a little bit once in a while from the last cold that I only got over a few weeks ago and had for about 3 weeks…So let’s hope I am in the clear of this one.

Andrew had his first baby Tylenol today. I was trying to go as long as possible without giving him medication like that. I’ve used a herbal remedy from the health food store. But it wasn’t doing anything at all and his nose was so drippy and he was miserable so I thought it was worth a try. Honestly, I don’t think it did anything whatsoever. But I’ll give him a bit more before he goes to bed tonight and hopefully it will help him sleep (probably just wishful thinking). My poor boy! He’d better get healthy – with Christmas and his birthday coming up, I want him to be feeling his best.

We were in Nanaimo for a few days. I was trying to talk things through with my parents (albeit separately)…And I thought things were going OK but then things took a turn for the worse. I don’t even want to talk about it, other than to say I have a lot to sort through in my mind and come to terms with. Will my mom get the help she needs and work toward feeling happy? Or will she end up dying miserable? I honestly don’t know at this point, although sadly she seems to be leaning toward the latter. And I just have to somehow deal with it. It’s all so sad. It becomes so hard over time to deal with a severely depressed person. My mom is so wrapped up in herself right now that while she says she feels sad and ashamed for worrying all of us (which just adds to her problems and isn’t constructive), it seems like she can’t really be there for us at all. How could she be when she’s not even able to take care of herself? It makes me feel really sad.

I just talked to her since writing the above and every time I talk to her now I feel sadder and sadder. Is it wrong of me to feel like I need to remove myself from everything over there right now? I want to be there for her but I don’t know how to be right now. I can’t handle how stressed and scared and worried and blah it makes me feel to hear her voice and listen to her woes. When I have to get off the phone and then pick up my baby and smile and make like I am so happy because I don’t want him to be affected too - It’s hard going from one extreme to the other. But how can I be truly happy when someone I love so much is in the depths of despair?

Anyway…I really do want to focus on happier things, at least on my blog. So expect a more upbeat post in the near future. As soon as I find the time…which is hard these days. Especially with all the added Christmas things, like cards and making some of the gifts and wrapping everything. So simple when you have time to yourself to get it done. Not quite as enjoyable with a near-one year old whining and making it his mission in life to ruin every sheet of Christmas paper he can find!

He’s lucky he’s so cute. Oh, I know what I want to write about next: all the new cute and amazing things Andrew has been doing the past little while! Stay tuned =)

PS - A few other quick tidbits: James and I celebrated our 11 years as a couple anniversary on the 5th. My cousin's girlfriend came over and babysat Andrew and they seemed to really hit it off so we have a new babysitter who's very keen to come back! James and I went on a date to Salathai, the place where he proposed - our proposal anniversary is coming up on the 16th! I think it was 4 years ago now, omg I can't believe its been that long since we got engaged.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

It's Christmas time in the city

The day we took Andrew to have his picture taken with Santa I was so excited! I just couldn’t believe my little baby boy was meeting Santa for the very first time. It was a special moment. I was so looking forward to taking the picture home with us that day, and was a tad disappointed when they let me know that it wouldn’t be ready for pick up till the next day.

I was going to leave it a couple of days but I was eager to get that picture right away. So the next morning I got Andrew and all his stuff packed into his stroller and off we went back to Park Royal.

We decided rather than paying $9 for 2 4x6 prints, we would pay the same amount for the picture on a cd so we could print as many copies as we wanted (for sending out to friends and family for Xmas).

All was fine and well, I picked up the disk, did a bit of Christmas shopping while we were out, and back home we came.

Andrew had fallen asleep on the bus ride home, so I took the opportunity to pop the disk into my computer to take a look at it.

And lo and behold, this is what I saw:

I was shocked. Andrew had aged 8-10 years and looked far less happy about having his picture taken with Santa than I had remembered!

Needless to say, I’d picked up the wrong picture. The idea of having to get Andrew back into his stroller and go back over the Lions Gate Bridge to Park Royal to exchange it for the right one did not enthuse me.

So I called the store where the pictures were developed and explained what had happened. Luckily they were able to email me our picture and made a new disk for the parents of the miserable little boy who happens to have the same last name as me (which is why we accidentally ended up with the wrong disk in the first place).

This is the image that was sent through email:
Ahhh, now that’s more like it! That’s our boy =)

Now with digital photography, they took 3 pictures of Andrew and went with the 3rd because he smiled for the camera. What makes me wonder is – was it really that bad for the other kid? If they kept taking pictures till they got the best one, it frightens me a bit that his struggling-to-get-off-Santa’s-lap-to-the-point-he’s-about-to-lose-his-shirt picture was the best they could do! Poor kid. Maybe next year they should just take him out for a hot chocolate and skip out on visiting Santa altogether!

Just 24 more days till Santa will be heading out on his sleigh. Let the countdown to Andrew’s first Christmas begin =)


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