3rd last weekend of our lives

.. and it sucked. Rained ALL weekend. C'mon, give us a effin break. What a waste.

22 days left.

4th last weekend of our lives

It's a hard balance. Juggling the time spent between work, house cleaning, planning, and leisure. All equally important during this period. This past weekend, we accomplished all! Was a great relaxing day at Granville Island.

PS. the baby's kicking hard now. You can see it move around now!
... the little monster! Poor momma.

OMG WTF 33 Days left!

I thought I was ready. But, I really wasn't.

After this past weekend's prenatal course, I don't think I'm ready. But, I really am.

The term "Lamaze class" always conjured up visuals of pregnant women in a circle on mats doing breathing excersizes listening to ocean waves. That's a straight up lie. That image is to get you into that class. Then they sit you down and slap you silly with the truth. For 7 painful hours.

Educational? Well.. I guess that's a way to describe it.

I don't think I EVER needed to know what an episiotomy was.
(go ahead.... look it up. I dare you.)

The law is the law.

I wasn't speeding really.

"Just following traffic"... but, you know how that goes. >8(

Ms Chuck Norris

My little baby just gave me a good roundhouse kick to the head!