About that...

Here's a list of things people should mention before you get pregnant...

- Bed rest: With no internet access. Booo...

- Thirst: I usually drink 12.5 litres of water a day.

- The peeing thing: see thirst.

- Constipation: Enough said.

- Cravings: I need fruits. At all time. And be prepared to hear me whine if I can't get any when I want them.

- Mood swings: Why in hell am I crying while watching 'Say yes to the dress' ? WHY ?? I don't even know these people; why am I caring so much ?? And why am I getting so angry about that ??

- Bionic nose: I can smell weird things miles away. Not kidding.

- Food aversion: The things I couldn't live without before ? Suddenly can't stand them. We're talking about mayo, chocolate and candies here. What's up with that ?

- Belly touchers: Strangers practically attacking your belly and touching it. Why. WHY ????

- Lineups: Had bloodwork done last week. The clinic is open beetwen 6:15am and 9:15am. Thinking we were being smarty pants and that we'd be back in bed by 6:30am, we got there at 6:05am. People were lining up OUTSIDE the building. We'll have to work on a strategy for the next time. Cause a pregnant women with a full bladder and an empty stomach waiting in line to be pocked by needles ? Nobody want's to see that.

Anything else I should add ?


** I must admit: Bob has been a great sport since the beginning of this adventure. And has not complained much about my numerous demands. And the greatest thing is: He asks questions. Talks to the baby. Rubs my feet and puts oil on my belly. Will be co-sleeping with me at the hospital. Has not laught once at my cravings and tries to find what I want, even when I can't even put words to it. And by seeing him be as excited as I am about this whole thing, I know he'll be a great dad.

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The secret is out...

I did it again: I disapeared.

I had this huge secret and couldn't talk about it and didn't know what else to talk about so instead, I just didn't write anything.

I can finally talk about the big secret so here I am !

The big secret ? I am pregnant. In my 14th week.

I didn't know if I'd be comfortable talking about it over here: I fell very protective for some reason. And then there were so many chances for the pregnancy not to stick around that we decided to save ourselves from the hearthache of having to announce to everybody that there wouldn't be a baby after all. We've even waited quite a long time before announcing the big news to our familly and friends. A bit too long actually (Sorry Rachel...).

But then I realized: We actually had less than 0.0003% of ever conceiving. And we did it. And I stayed pregnant. So I should be proud of it. I should even be able to brag about it a little ! I know someone's quite proud of his little guys ! Ahem... Yeah. He likes to brag about it...

My energy level is finally up. I had major morning sickness that actually lasted all day long for 8 weeks. Not fun. I have a newfound respect for women who have to endure that all through pregnancy.

I also have the weirdest cravings ever ! There I was thinking I'd have to fight the urge for Ice Cream, chocolate or anything sugar and little do you know, the smell of them makes me queasy ! I actually salivate and would kill for fruits and tomatoes. I've been eating a cantaloup a day for the past few weeks and eating toasted tomato sandwiches as if my life depended on it.

The belly is already out: some people could argue that I've had a belly all along but this one is actually firm and cute ! That also means the maternity clothes are already out ! Speaking of clothes: What is it with maternity stores that want me to either look like a sex kitten or a tent ? Why can't I just look like my regular self, but with a belly ?

Tell me. Please.

The Friday Tradition...

I haven't done it in a long, long time so I'll give it a shot...

Here we go:

I am...
- Still slowly losing weight

I want...
- A familly. One day.

I have...
- A great support system.

I hate...
- That there's absolutely no ways of getting a Starbucks Coffee around here.

I fear...
- That I might never have that familly that I want so badly.

I search...
- For that perfect pair of stockings that'll fit perfectly.

I wonder...
- If I'll ever be dept free.

I never...
- Leave the house without nail polish on my toes.

I rarely...
- Say what's really on my mind.

I cry...
- When I'm pissed off or really stressed

I am not always...
- The most politically correct person

I'm confused...
- About my need for gadgets. Really.

I miss...
- Starbucks. Do I need to say more ?

I need...
- To shave my legs more often...

I should...
- Start believing in myself more.

Confession...

My teaching contract ended a couple of weeks ago and while waiting fo the next one to start, I've been enjoying some quiet time at home. A bit too much...

I have a confession to make. And a huge one...

I've been playing a housewife since the end of the contract, and well, I'm loving it. Cleaning the house, preparing lunches, making diner and taking care of my man. Oh ! And the laundry ! I've apparently become a laundry fairy and can't seem to get enough of the stuff !! Yes, Bob likes to make fun of me about it.

The funiest thing is: I used to be the most independant and messiest person ever ! And I now seem to take proud of the cleanliness of my house and in making sure everything is in order before my man comes back home. Weird.

I think the lack of Starbucks is finally getting to me...

Back...

I know, I know... I kinda dispeared from the face of the earth.

This might be the reason:

Don't get the wrong idea though: it is not an engagement ring. There won't be any wedding planning going on. But it is a ring. On that important finger. And I can't seem to be able to look away from it. Yes, you are allowed to call me dorky.

That ring also helps me put things in perspectives, at moment where I would rather just abandon ship and go far, far away. No, things are not always perfect. I don't think there is such a thing as a perfect relationship anyway. But then I look at that ring and remind myself that, even though it doesn't always look like it, that the person who gaved me that ring loves me. Really. It is up to me to see past the angriness or the sadness and reming myself of that.

Not always easy though...

About that...

It is freaking - 39 C (or -38.9 F) outside.

 

Holly crap...

Hum...

We just did our first major purchase as a couple: an upright freezer.

 

Most couples would either buy a couch or a bed frame as a first purchase.

 

We bought a freezer big enough to fit a body.

 

Hum...

Meet William !

Please meet my new nephew: William !!

 

Only a couple of minutes old and he's already photogenic...

 

 

What I didn't blog about...

What I didn't blog about...

A lot of things, I know. I've been totally swomped with the new job and the new house, which left me little to no time to blog, even to update my familly and friends...

 

- I am loving the new job, even more than I expected. I am thrilled ! So thrilled that I have decided to go back to school, part time, and get a teaching certificate...

 

- Moka is doing so much better at the new place. She's even developping a new personnality ! And is totally having a love affair with Bob... She is now jealous of me. Following him everywhere, crying when he's out of reach, and totally puring and drooling when he's scratching her belly. Totally hilarious !

 

- I've been suffering from a chalk induced cold for the past month. And I said I wanted to be a teacher ?

 

- I've lost almost 40 pounds since last winter. Yay ! In order to save some money (well, a lot actually...) I've proceeded to alter my old clothes. My sewing machine is getting some good milleage ! I've taken 9 inches from an old shirt... Yay me ! 40 more pounds to go...

 

- I've put in action the saying: when in a relationship, one must choose it's battles wisely. Great. So he couldn't care less about the xmas tree and would rather take his eyeballs out with a fork rather than helping putting it together ? Fine ! Than he"s definitely not allowed to complain and bitch about it !! 

 

- We broke something over the holidays. The ones that know me personnaly won't be surprised at all it happened...

 

 

One of the many reasons I haven't been blogging lately is that Bob doesn't like the idea of a blog. I can understand his reasons and totally respect his opinion. The thing is; since we live together and work together, that leaves me with not much to blog about... 

 

Time for a change...

There were a lot of changes lately in JATP’s world. And it is all because of a man. I know. So predictable…

Well, in the last 2 weeks, I’ve changed jobs and moved in with a great guy. Yep, I’ve quit the corporate world, the 9 to 5 gig, the office with no window (but with a door!) and traded all my comfort for the oh! so unpredictable world of a full time musician with a teaching gig. Yeah!!! I rock! It is still a contract. As was my other job. But I now get drug insurance. Which is a big bonus for me. I now get to justify my student loans payments. And I get to wake up with my great guy beside me every day. Yes, there are many other benefits but whatever.

I know the move come in quick. Without that new job, which happens to be in the same city as his work, we wouldn’t have moved in together so quickly. But we make a good team. We work well together. We know each other’s body language so well, it is freaky sometimes. We also have realistic expectations. Nobody’s perfect. But we’re also both willing to discuss a problem before it escalades. And the fact that there were absolutely no fights during the move, none whatsoever, should be a good indication on how things are going to be… ;)

Bonus points for me; the new city happens to be right in the middle of my two favorite worlds. Two and a half hour each ways. I’ll get to see my favorite people more often!! Well, except for you Nico. And let’s just say I’m not too kin on the idea of you moving to Siberia. The vodka might be cheap but it is definitely way too far. There. I said it.

The new place has a backyard for Moka. And a finished basement (with plenty of sofa-beds for our guests…ehem…) And it also comes with a great guy… Yes, you are allowed to call me geeky. It is also in the middle of nowhere. **gasp** Not exaggerating. Really. The nearest Starbucks is 30 miles away. I’ve started a 12 steps withdrawal program.

Here are pictures of my old and new surroundings…

Old life:

New life:

Noticed the difference?