Showing posts from August, 2010

A few quick tidbits from the past few days...

On Friday night we went to a restaurant just off Broadway called Tomato. I noticed a woman sitting on the patio looked very much like Nancy Robertson (Wanda from Corner Gas). I mentioned to James, and he said it had to be her. Sure enough it was, and she was there with her husband Brent Butt! Given how huge of Corner Gas fans we used to be, it was pretty cool to see them sitting so close. I really wanted to get a picture of them with Andrew (how cute would that be?!) but in the end I chose not to disturb them. Quite a few people went up to them during their meal and once they were finished and I figured they would probably love to be able to go out and just enjoy a meal without being bothered every 2 seconds. They were really good about it and seemed to be quite friendly with everyone, but I know I’d want to be left alone so I chose not to bug. It was just cool to see them like that! Although I’ve actually seen them once before in passing. It’s just weird and cool to see peo…

A douchebag comment

When I was walking home from my rowing class this afternoon, a guy on a bike passed by me. On his way by, he looked at my chest and said, ‘Ooh, nice melons!’


I was taken aback. I had no time to react, and honestly I don’t think he’s worth giving the time of day to, anyway. So I just kept walking, outwardly reacting as if I hadn’t heard his comment. But I was a little shocked.

I was wearing an Adidas t-shirt. It’s fairly form-fitting, but still. It’s not like I was wearing something to intentionally grab lewd comments from sick-o cyclists. Not that wearing specific clothing should mean it’s OK to talk that way to someone, but I might be more understanding of it if my boobs were literally popping right out onto the sidewalk!

Should I be flattered that someone (other than my husband) found my rack attractive? Back in the day (when I was in my late teens/early twenties) I got whistled and honked at fairly regularly, and I suppose that while I did always deep down feel slig…

My boy the bully

Today I took Andrew to the aquarium. I knew it would be a total gong show (I try not to go there AT ALL during the summer if I can help it because it’s packed with tourists) but we needed to renew our membership before the end of the month. Luckily he’s not old enough yet to feel let down if we go for 2 seconds and leave! I just couldn’t hack it. The crowds were insane. We took a quick look at the dolphins and then at the belugas, and then were on our way.

I was tempted to leave before seeing anything, but not because I selfishly can’t stand how crowded the place gets. We were in a line-up to try to get to the outside exhibits when I heard an ‘Oooow!’ in front of us and looked to see that Andrew had a hold of a woman’s hair. (I was carrying him because he’s in his phase of hating the stroller and refusing to stay in it longer than absolutely necessary).

I felt so bad! I apologized several times and scolded Andrew, but I felt terrible because even a few minutes later I saw her ru…

Pills of the bc variety

So I started back on birth control pills a month ago.

I don’t want to get pregnant again any time soon, but my main reason for wanting to go back on them was because I seriously couldn’t handle the intensity of menstrual cramps sans the pill. I guess I’d been on it for so long before getting pregnant with Andrew that I forgot how horrible the side effects of the monthly cycles could be.

I talked to my doctor about what I was on before – it worked for me perfectly, but he said they were kind of an ‘old’ brand now. Not surprising given I started on them so long ago! So he got me on a similar one, but apparently it’s a lower dosage pill (even though back in the day the one I was on was also considered low dose. I guess comparably it no longer is). Anyway, I’m taking Tri-cyclen Lo, and while it’s still early days I don’t see it causing me any problems.

I started taking it the first day of my period last month and maybe it was coincidence and I was going to have a light period anyway, bu…

An afternoon nap kind of day

Today I decided I really had to take care of myself, and what that meant was that when Andrew napped, so did I. I think it did me a world of good. About 2 hours sleep in the afternoon, sprawled out on the bed with my boy beside me, the fan blowing an ever so slight breeze through the hot hot room. It was quite glorious actually. I had some weird dreams that I can’t totally remember now but at least I was getting some much needed rest! I woke up about an hour in and thought I should get up and get some things done but then I thought NO! I always do that and then I feel like such a zombie by early evening. The chores can wait. Of course, now I have a huge list of chores and still no gumption to get it all done. But, it will keep.

Andrew must have got used to his momma being there in the bed with him, because he’d have had to roll 3 times at least in order to fall off the bed. Lo and behold, as I’m going to the bathroom I hear a loud KA-THUNK! and then crying. He had rolled and…

I need a vacation...Seriously, when is it my turn??!

I want to be positive, and of course a part of me is. A part of me just wants to flip the bird at everyone and everything that pisses me off, to send the message that I DON’T CARE and I WILL SURVIVE.

But another part of me just feels really sad and betrayed.

I’m probably also emotional because my mom had to leave tonight and given all that’s going on I wish she could have stayed longer.

I was going to go back to the island with her, because really, the way I see it at the moment is WHY THE F*CK AM I HERE. I might as well be there. But at the same time I feel like I have been taking the ferry an awful lot lately, the mood I was in today I couldn’t see myself taking it late tonight, and I also feel like I’ve barely seen James at all lately and thought it might be good for us at some point, eventually, to talk about some things.

One thing I will say straight out though – and no pun was intended there, I swear – in my next life I am coming back as a lesbian.

And it’s not because I want to h…

songs that remind me of the better times

I want to be positive and focus on the things that are important to me. Less attention on toxicity and more on the goodness going on.

I am loving rowing! It has been an amazing experience and I’ve learned so much and it feels so healthy to be doing it. It ends after next weekend, but I’m actually happy about that in a way. Because it means I successfully will have completed level 1. And it means I can think about something else to try out that I’ve always wanted to do. I don’t know what that is yet, but I’m looking forward to it already!

A month or so ago I bought a new scrapbook – I wasn’t going to scrap Andy’s second year of life just because it can get so time consuming, but I caved and bought the book for it and it came with some stickers and paper and I’m itching to get started on it. Black’s Photography is going to love to see me coming! Although I’ll have to find the time to also print a bunch of pics myself to have various sizes. It’ll be a time-consuming project but wo…

Bad timing all around

I was writing a post about my date with James last night and I was going to mention a few little tidbits about our day today. But I don’t feel like it now.

Andrew was not only maniacal but just totally mean to his Momma tonight. He was in such a mood that all he seemed to want to do was pull my hair and pinch me till I bled. On my face. Yeah, not pleasant. He was just sooo fussy and I think, no I KNOW, it was because he was so overtired.

So I left the hotel from visiting my mom with him just after 9pm to get him home to bed. I was smart and got him into his jammies at the hotel so he’d be ready for night nights as soon as we got in. He cozied up on the couch and watched Wiggles and was out in about 2 minutes!

I’ve been ‘giving in’ a lot to his desire to sleep on the couch lately. Which is fine on the one hand, the couch isn’t far from his bed since his bedroom is right by the living room! But out of principle and habit I think it’s better if we get him sleeping in his own bed …

Yesterday's news

Written on Saturday (Aug 21)

I am SO TIRED. To the point I pretty much feel like doing nothing, but I’m writing this anyway.

Last night my birthday gift from my brother and s-i-l finally arrived (my bday is in February!) – which means that my mom and I saw Naturally 7 and Michael Buble play at Rogers Arena and it was an AMAZING show. Saw them both perform there a few years ago and it was every bit as good a concert this time as last. Obviously Michael Buble is incredible, but I would also go to a Naturally 7 concert (where they’re not just the opening act). They are so beyond talented, it’s ridiculous. I kept listening to their songs forgetting that there are no background instruments, it’s just their voices, and I was sitting there in total disbelief.

Michael Buble donated ALL proceeds from last night’s concert to Vancouver Children’s Hospital.

Rowing is going great, I can’t believe there’s only 3 classes left before level 1 is complete. It’ll be sad not to be getting out on the wa…

Here comes trouble!

It's hard to believe that this angelic face could belong to such a little terror!

He's figuring things out too quickly, and as soon as he's figured out one thing, he's looking for the next problem to solve. He's keeping me on my toes to the extent that soon I might levitate!

Today he figured out that climbing onto the stools in the dining room gets him onto the table. Which happens to be right by a window. That is always open because it's so freaking hot given the 'dining room' is also the 'solarium.'

The window is now closed, and all I can say is twofold: thank god there is a lock at the TOP of the window as well as the bottom so there's no chance of him figuring out how to open it, and, more importantly at the time, THANK GOD I WAS THERE TO SEE HIM GET UP ON THE TABLE AND START HEADING FOR THE WINDOW. I wouldn't want my baby jumping from the first floor of a house out the window. I certainly would not want it to be 9 storeys, which i…

'Seas' the day

It’s nearly midnight and Andrew is blissed out on the couch. Completely zonked, with one arm over his head and his legs resting on top of a pillow. It’s boiling in the apartment (the monitor says his room is 29 degrees Celsius) so I think he’s enjoying the coolness of the A/C in the living room. Or maybe I’m just making up excuses for him. He really HAS to get used to his new big boy bed.

We were in Victoria for a really quick trip – took the 4pm ferry yesterday (after missing the 3 sailing by 2 minutes, argh!) and caught the 5pm home today. It’s exhausting because when you don’t miss the ferry you’re intending to catch, it takes just shy of 5 hours to get there. So 6 when you do happen to miss it. It felt like we travelled for as long if not longer than what we got to visit. BUT we did see a lot of the family, some who I hadn’t even met before and many that were meeting Andrew for the first time. We arrived to 23 people at their house (and it’s not a very big house!) for a di…

Starting fresh

Time’s been going by and I keep thinking to myself that I’m going to write things down so as to remember the little tidbits that matter most. But it hasn’t happened and at this point in time I’m thinking maybe it’s best to just cut my losses and start over. Its felt like a whirlwind this past while, getting out to enjoy the summer sun, playing at the water park, starting my rowing class, going to the island. I can’t wait till the weekend when I get to go out and row again!! And Andrew has a little photo shoot scheduled for Saturday afternoon. Which should be fun, and he will look so cute sporting his new big boy hair cut!!

He just had his hair cut this morning. It was his second ever hair ‘do. He did a bit better than the first time, although not by a huge stretch. It’ll just take time before he gets used to it. But he got a lot more cut off this time, although still probably not enough to be really noticeable to those that don’t know him. She even used the razor on the back …

North Van fun

When we borrowed my mom's car a few weeks back, one of the things we did was take an evening drive to North Van. We're considering the Lynn Valley area as our next place-we-call-home, so we wanted to check it out and get a bit of a feel for it.

We didn't actually do any scoping out of places to live, just drove around a little.
While in the area, we decided to check out Lynn Canyon.
We hadn't realized there was a free suspension bridge there (unlike the Capilano Suspension Bridge that costs over $20 to go across!)

However...I panicked and wasn't able to cross the thing. Don't judge me. I had Andrew with me and he wanted to race across, but obviously I couldn't let him do that so it was near impossible to hold onto him AND try to safely walk on a bridge that's suspended in the air and thus moving around with each step.

I took about 5 steps onto the thing with him and James was saying, 'Don't worry, it's all just psychological' in relation t…

I refuse to let her ruin my summer...

I feel like I haven’t written in so long. I need to go back through the days and remember what’s been happening. But not so much right now…Maybe I’ll do it ‘in pictures’ later, it might jog my memory on what’s been going on!

The best thing going on right now is that I’ve started my rowing class and I am absolutely LOVING it!! I’m beyond happy I joined. It’s SO MUCH FUN. We’ve only been out on the water once, tethered, but next class we go out. It’s just amazing. And unbelievable the learning curve! I hadn’t thought about how hard it would be to row in sync with 7 other people rowing at the same time. But, as the saying goes, ‘We’re all in the same boat!’ so we all have the same learning curve. The people in my group are great, only 2 have rowed before so for the most part we’re all just beginners and completely have the same fears and excitement about it. I just feel so exhilarated by it and it’s so nice to have something I’m learning and doing for ME for a change.

I will wri…

New found freedom for the boy...but a bit of a nightmare for me!

So last night the boy went to bed late. Then less than 3 hours later, the monitor was set off by his cries. Not an entirely uncommon scenario, until I heard him calling out, ‘Mommom, Mommom’ over and over again in between cries. How could I not go to him when he’s calling me by name?!

I tried consoling him with hugs and kisses while keeping him in the crib but this only made him cry harder. So I pick him up and he cuddles right into me and I know it’s going to be like pulling teeth trying to get him to go back into his crib.

We go to the couch and I tell him, ‘Cuddles, but only for a minute ok? Then you have to go back to your crib to sleep.’ To which he replies, ‘No. NO!’ and burrows himself into me just a little more, as if the harder he cuddles the more likely I am to give in to an entire night time of cuddling.

I laid on the couch with him and he fell fast asleep in my arms, but if I tried to move even just the slightest amount he would open his eyes to see what I was doing. …


Did you know that newborn babies typically don’t have any freckles or moles yet? Not having been around a lot of babies in my life pre-Andrew, I had no idea. And when I was around wee babes I would be obsessing over the adorableness of their teensy fingers and toes, not looking for little freckles!

We were given a book by my brother and s-i-l for Xmas 08 (2 days after Andrew was SUPPOSED to be born, 6 more days before he actually was!) called Amazing Baby and it’s an ‘amazing’ book about babes from birth to about 2 years. There are tons of beautiful pictures of perfect babies (well, I thought they were perfect till Andrew came along…now I’d say they’re cute, but…!) and when I first looked through the book I was annoyed with what I saw. Not because I didn’t think it would be a great, informative book, but all the babies in the pictures had completely flawless skin. And I thought they had been airbrushed for the sake of looking perfect as is done with adult models for books and ma…

A double date kind of day

On Sunday James and I had 2 dates in one day – a first for us since becoming parents! My b-i-l and s-i-l came over and babysat in the early afternoon, planned last minute when they called up saying they were free to look after the boy if we wanted them to. Um, yeah, as if we'd pass that up!!

So we went and tried out this new bistro a few blocks away and it ended up being SO GOOD. We were about to leave when we saw their sandwich selection and didn’t see a single vegetarian option, but James mentioned that there was nothing veggie and the woman said she could make something for us. James had a baguette with brie, a few other cheeses, lettuce and tomato, and I had a panini with the same only goat cheese instead of brie. It was seriously one of the best sandwiches I’ve ever tasted. Sooooo good. I could eat it right now, in fact!

Bro and s-i-l mentioned about possibly taking Andrew out during their babysit, well we were sitting there enjoying lunch and saw the three of them walk …

Visiting the old 'hood

James took Mon-Wed off last week so we could have our own mini summer vacation time together, and since we had my mom’s car for the week we wanted to make the most of it.So on Wednesday we piled into the car, picked the b-i-l up along the way, and headed out to our old ‘hood in Burnaby.James and I met and fell in love on BurnabyMountain while living in residence at SFU.A year later we moved into our first apartment together.We ended up loving the place so much that we stayed for 7 years.By the time we moved downtown it was a welcomed change, but that place will always hold a little piece of our hearts.So much happened there, so many memories were created.We took a little look at the outside of the apartment, bought some snacks at the convenience store we used to go to, and went down to Stoney Creek.

James and I used to hang out there quite a bit, it’s so tranquil there and makes you feel as if you’re deep in the forest even though the road isn’t that far away.Soooo many memories of tha…

Our 3rd Anniversary of Wedding Bliss

On the 27th (James and my 3 year wedding anniversary) we took Andrew for a swim at a nearby outdoor pool. He wore his new water wings and was able to swim on his own with the help of his arms floating. Our swim instructor has said she doesn’t recommend water wings as they don’t promote learning to float on your own…But I guess I saw it that water wings would look totally adorable on Andrew (lol) and I found it gave me peace of mind knowing he could float automatically. At his age (or even years older) I wouldn’t let him out of my sight or get any distance away from me, even with the water wings on – obviously I’m not suggesting they be a substitute for being right there with him. But it gives him that little bit of independence in the water, and although he was a bit apprehensive he seemed to enjoy it. He loves to play on the stairs of the pool, and without the water wings I wouldn’t feel comfortable letting him out of my grasp to do that, but with them I know he’s safe.
It was ex…