Showing posts from July, 2012

A (somewhat) peaceful Sunday

Lunch in White Rock

(I wrote this on Saturday but never got around to posting it...)

Five years of wedded bliss


Outing to Belcarra

Finally a post about our outing to Belcarra last weekend! On Saturday we decided to drive up to Belcarra, which is in Port Moody off Ioco.  We’ve been to Buntzen Lake but we wanted to try somewhere different, so we ended up at White Pines Beach.  We found a nice spot by the lake and set up our little picnic area.  Andrew was being all weird at first about going somewhere new and said he just wanted to go to a park he’d been to a hundred times already, but once we got there he was loving it right away.  We brought his bucket and shovel and a bunch of outside toys and he had so much fun just scooping up sand with his shovel and throwing it into the water.  He was pretty self-sufficient with his play time, which was awesome.   He even ventured a little ways away from us (but not too far) and played with some other kids’ beach toys, too. We had a yummy picnic and mostly James and I sat while Andrew played.  Then I decided to help Andrew make a sand castle, so we went to work on that, and e…

This is really happening, isn't it?

The past few nights I’ve noticed I become really anxious in the evenings.  Maybe anxious isn’t the right word, more…agitated, maybe?  Emotional?  Not till later at night, when most people would probably just say enough’s enough and go to bed and try to sleep it off.  The problem I’m having is that sleep is harder than ever for me.  I’m never good at sleeping, but with my giant belly, I have to be so conscious each time I roll over, and the babies kick up a fuss every time I move, as well as when I don’t move, the heart burn kicks up a notch when I’m laying down…Nothing seems conducive to sleep.  So even more than my usual, I procrastinate going to bed and stay up late and become my own worst enemy!
It’s actually not nearly as bad as it sounds.  I was just a bit weepy a couple of nights ago later in the evening, and since crying isn’t my ‘thing’, it felt like I was on a crazy emotional rollercoaster when really it was probably a lot less bumpy than that.  Then last night I got a case of…

24 week check-up