Congrats to Shael and Chris on the arrival of little baby Eva!!!

For the past week or two I haven't been able to sleep very well and I would find myself on Facebook, usually about 2 or 3 am-ish.

Luckily for me another mommy to be was also up. Shael is an old friend from my past I've always been friendly with. She's a beautiful, spunky Argentinan bombshell (seriously, she could be a pinup) and she was a fantastic DJ to boot! She was 7 weeks ahead of me (due Nov22) and during one of our complaint sessions via facebook posts, she private messages me saying that she was up for a different reason... she was having labor pains that were coming 10-12 mins apart! Holy Crap!!! So of course she got off facebook and concentrated on the task at hand. That was the last I heard of her since yesterday...

Yesterday she has posted that she had delivered a healthy baby girl (named Eva) and both are happy and doing well. Im so happy for them! Her boyfriend had posted a picture and she is just perfect and beautiful!

I can't wait till you guys get home so I can possibly visit :)

Honesty in words..

Jessie J-Who you are (boombox Series)

I stare at my reflection in the mirror:
"Why am I doing this to myself?"
Losing my mind on a tiny error,
I nearly left the real me on the shelf.
No, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
(who you are [x11])

Brushing my hair, do I look perfect?
I forgot what to do to fit the mold, yeah!
The more I try the less it's working, yeah
'Cause everything inside me screams
No, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
But tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
There's nothing wrong with who you are!

Yes, no's, egos, fake shows, like WHOA!
Just go, and leave me alone!
Real talk, real life, good love, goodnight,
With a smile, that's my home!
That's my home, no...

No, no, no, no, no...
Don't lose who you are in the blur of the stars!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay...
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
Yeah yeah yeah

I can only hope that I can teach my kid this.
I hope we have singers like this when he's old enough to be interested in it.

So proud!

This is my God daughter Mimoza Duot.

 She is simply amazing and going to go far in this lifetime :)

This is the debut of her very first Single 

"Love"

ft. Kardinal Official!

ENJOY!

Things are starting to look up!

I love this video, it always makes me laugh :)

And so ends a wonderful weekend... 

I had reservations about leaving work so early but it was needed and I know that now. I feel much better now. My mind, body and soul are much more at peace and I'm feeling more prepared for little Jack's arrival. Without the work stresses, I'm finding that I sleep better... and at one point sleep was all I wanted. I will admit, my body did need a few days to adjust to the Labetalol. One of the side effects is unusual tiredness and headaches. For the first few days, I slept most of the days away. I think that it was a combination of actually needing it and the medication. I started feeling better Thursday night which is good because that takes us to Friday...

Friday was good times in Ste Rita! My cousin Sarah had invited us, my cousin Jen, her husband Jason and our niece Taylor out to their house about 45 mins outside of the city for the day. Oh and what a day it was!  We started off Sarah, Mike and their cutie pie of a daughter, Abernathy greeting us at the door. Taylor immediately ditched us and was Abbie's bff for the day. We sat around the table and caught us and gabbed away for hours! Then the subject of guns came up...Being converted country folk of course they had some. The Mike suggested we go out back for some target practice, Sarah agreed. She said that she would get dinner started, can you believe that it was 5pm already? We've been there for 3 hours already, it totally flew by!

 So here we go... a little background here now. Jen and I haven't even been near a gun before and yes, were somewhat terrified but determined to get over it. Jason grew up in Thunderbay and on a hunting/fishing lodge, so he's had the most experience but hasn't shot anything in a long time and Charlie is really good at shooting video games but never held a real gun before that day. Mike gave us a choice of a .22 calibre rifle (the pussy gun) and a 12 gauge shotgun (the man's gun). Jen and I immediately rose our hands for the 22 and after a short tutorial for Mike, Jen was up. He had but up a 2L pop bottle up on a fence post for a target. Jen stepped up to the shooting line and held up that 22... she slowly lined up and squeezed the trigger. BANG! Holy f'n crap! She hit the mark bang on! We cheered her on and she slowly put down the gun and turned around, clearly shaken up a bit. After the shock wore off, she realized what she did. Now she was beaming and it was my turn... 

Oh geez, I was never really a fan of guns and here I was about to shoot a rifle. So that's it. Off to the mark I go. I lifted the barrel, clicked the safety off and squeezed the trigger... and nothing. GAH! Apparently that one was a dud.LOL So with a quick adjustment, I was up to the mark again. I stared down the scope, found the 2L and squeezed. BANG! Holy shit! I actually hit it! The rush was insane and SO much fun!

Now the boys are up... Jason went and hit nothing and same with Charlie. Mike was on the verge of ripiing up the Man cards they came in with. hahah

And now the 12 gauge... After the rush of the first gun, I had to do this too! This time we all hit the mark, kinda awesome. This gun had a lot more power and a lot more kick back. Totally felt that in my arm the next day:) So yes, I shot a gun... two of them in fact :) I'll admit I kinda liked it.

Now, back inside! Dinner was going and we all assumed our positions at the table and ate... and I mean ATE.  Wow, I don't think I've ever been so full. And of course, we yapped and yapped! Holy crap was it really 9pm? The original plan was to be out of there by 630-7 ish to be able to hit tito Henry's house. Honestly, we could have stayed there forever. It did not seem like we were there for 7 hours, I thought it was probably one of the most theraputic nights I've had in a long time, for all of us. it's now 930 and we're back on the road to the city...

Within minutes, Taylor was passed out and we were en route to Jen and Jasons so the could let the dog out and grab tito Henry's card. Tito Henry's house was a gong show! I seriously do not know how that many people managed to fit in that house! We had people spilling out into the streets! I had family in from out of town, My tito rading, his son Chris (so tall and cute!), my tito Eddie (a Habs fan but, we've made our peace with it) and my lovely tita Lolly. We made the rounds and got the heck out of there... waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too hot and waaaaaaaaaaaay to tired for all that :)

Saturday was a day to relax during the day. We enjoyed a nice little sleep in, lazed around the house and then headed to Jen's place for the Pacquiao/Marquez fight! (GO MANNY!)  Manny won, of course...

Sunday was just another relaxing day. A few hours with the inlaws and then home again :)

All in all a great weekend :)

That's it, that's all!

So I am officially done with work until next year!

I had very mixed feelings about this but now I'm settling into it nicely. I feel obligated to my work to be there helping out as much as I can... but my cousin Jen said it best "Work doesn't give a shit about you. You may love your job but it doesn't love you back".

 After the little hospital episode yesterday, I went in to see my doctor today. She agreed with the new medication that I'm on and spoke to me about not working anymore. She said that I shouldn't be putting anymore stress on my body and baby than completely necessary... so the upcoming head office visits are a definite no-no. With my heightened blood pressure I should be laying down as much as possible and relaxing. Everything else seems to be in order other than that. I passed the glucose tolerance test with flying colors and my iron levels were awesome. YAY!

So now 9 more weeks and counting!

Long day...

So today was... eventful, we'll say.

Started off at work in a need to work mode. Lots of stuff to do, never enough time. The CEO of the company is coming on Wednesday and of course there's an insane(sometimes unrealistic) list of things to do.  Then it happened. I got sick. :(

I haven't been feeling the best all weekend. It started off on a Saturday with a small headache, a bit of nausea and just pure and utter exhaustion. I got home from work and just slept. Sunday was an early morning staff meeting and I got home and crashed for 3 hours after that. We had family dinner and then again, sleep. I was getting cold sweats and throwing up a bit. I finally got back to bed and then at work it happened again. Just out of nowhere I had to get sick. Very unusual to me considering I haven't gotten sick this entire pregnancy. My morning sickness never made me throw up. So I was a bit worried, worried enough to actually call the doctors office. I called, explained the situation to the assistant and she told me go straight to the women's hospital triage.

Oy.
That's when a million things start running through your mind.
Fear was a big one for me. Whats wrong with me? What's wrong with baby? Are we ok? What did I do wrong? Am I being punished for something? Im not working hard enough, or the flip of the that Im working too hard...
All thoughts were just silly.
I told the other manager Sam, my boss and called the hubby to come get me... and then burst into tears in the back office. There go those hormones...
Thank goodness for Sam and her reasoning and personal experiences. Shes a mom and calmed my fears for the time being.

The hubby got there and whisked me away to the hospital.

The best thing ever was walking in and seeing Shael!
Shael is an old friend who is 37 weeks pregnant and had a fetal assessment today and was just waiting for her ride to get her. She was nothing short of stunning (she always is) and was in fantastic spirits even though she just found out that she may have to be induced this week. Im hoping thats not the case for her and am sending her tonnes of positive vibes her way. (Good Luck little girl, stay in mommy for just a bit longer!)

I got admitted and all the waiting began. First a full blood pressure panel and blood work. Oh and of course a pee test. The triage/perinatal unit was bumping when we got there so I actually was stuck in a chair  for a few hours... at least it was a comfy chair. They did all the tests and yes, my blood pressure was still too high and I had a slight fever as well. The flu is going around so none of the nurses were surprised. Apparently they've seen a lot of it in the past few days. They were now just waiting for a bed for me so they could check up on baby... and a few hours later one finally opened up! They hooked me up to a baby monitor and there he was, strong heartbeat and having a dance party in my tummy. What can I say? He likes an audience. As soon as the nurse put the monitor on, he was actively running around the womb. Kicking and shifting around so sometimes you would hear him and then he would dip out for a sec and come back a bit later. Crazy kid.

Results on all the test came back. No protein in my urine, so no preeclampsia. Awesome news, I was afraid of the that most of all. Blood work was good, baby is moving lots with a strong heartbeat. Only thing they were worried about was my blood pressure. It still wasn't going down so they decided to put me on labetalol, a medication to lower blood pressure and on an anti needle program. Basically someone will come to my house and monitor my BP just to make sure everything is going well.

I have to call Dr Lee tomorrow and make an appt to see her sooner rather than later and then I should get a call from the doctors office as well because they would like to give me a fetal assesment.

That being said, I spent 3.5 hours at work, 5 hours at the hospital, another hour getting the prescription and  got home with a nauseous, hungry tummy and a cranky attitude. I ate and took a nap. I couldn't do anything else with myself. Im exhausted and too stressed out (mainly work related) to function right now. I had a snack and now Im going back to bed.

Tomorrow has to be a better day.

Oy vey...

So I had a baby appointment today... News not so good :(

My blood pressure is higher than it should be and I'm not getting enough rest. Not really surprising considering I work retail and I have a huge Head Office visit next week. We are going to test again in 2 weeks but if things don't change I may be going on sick leave before the Mat leave.
 
Reality is that I need to start taking better care of myself. My move to KP was not easier for me...in fact it makes my life harder. A longer commute everyday, I don't sit down as much, I do more physical work, I train more and I help more customers because its a higher volume store... I don't get it, how is that easier? Im supposed to be taking it easier there.. WTF?!

We also don't know the results of my Glucose tolerance test today. I hope it's ok. That drink tasted like Mc Donalds orange drink and I could feel the sugar pumping through my veins... It was crazy. Im pretty sure I crashed on the sugar a bit later, I needed a 3 hr nap :S

Tonight went better. I had dinner at Stellas with my wonderful cousins Jen, Jason, Jaclyn, baby Rilee and of course the Hubby. They always make me feel better after a bad day, oh and the Jets won :)  That's good too! We laughed all night and that's happy medicine for me.