Things that make you go hmmmm...

Actually it's more like "Things that make you go... what the %^&$!!!" These aren't just the moments that make your jaw hit the floor, they are the ones that take your jaw and nail it to the floor for a few days.

Two days ago I had one of these moments. Thus the reason why I am writing about it now... I think I have finally pried my jaw off the carpet and re-attached it to my face, so now I can actually say what has been mulling around in my brain for a few days.

It started out just like any other day... kids screaming and me pulling my hair out. No seriously, Todd had gone to work and I had a great day with the kids, I even managed to take them to the park without any life threatening incidents. Well later in the day my Mum calls me and says that her and a friend are going out to eat and a movie.... whatever, not biggie. Right around 9:30pm I get a call from my Mum. Still nothing unusual, but all of the sudden.... WHAM!! She drops a bomb. She has gone out to dinner with my best friends Mom and has found out some news.... MY BEST FRIEND IS PREGNANT!!! Not that I don't know how babies get into this world, but this one needs some explaining and digesting for a few days. So I call up my friend and ask what's new in the world of her. After a long conversation things started to make a bit more sense, but my brain is still digesting things.

Ok... so you ask, why is this such a shock? One, she's not married. (I know... not a huge thing in today's society, but she always seemed to be someone who would work for a few years, get married, and then a few years later have a couple of kids) Two, she's right in the middle of her 4 year bachelors degree. Something, I might add, that she has been working really hard at. And three, the Dad works at Pizza Hut and has no intention of earning a post secondary education. He is a really good guy, but he just doesn't have much ambition in life, and is quite content just coasting through life. They have been dating for over a year, but this wasn't exactly planned or anything. This was more of an "Oops! I think we got a bit careless honey!" type of situation.

Well, now that I have written this all down, it still doesn't make anymore sense in my brain than it did, but I do feel a bit better. Don't get me wrong or anything, I am happy for her, but it's still a shock. I love my kids to pieces and wouldn't trade them for the world, and I know she will love her little one, but it was more of bad timing than anything.

One last note.... if anyone has any good baby shower games, let me know!! I am throwing her a baby shower this spring and want to play some really fun games.

Oh how I hate The Brick!!

So in my post "Update" I didn't mention to much about how many problems we had with The Brick, but they were almost endless. We finally got our sofa and chair on the 27th of December, over 4 months since we first ordered it. Besides waiting forever and really poor delivery service, everything seemed ok after we got it. Well this morning, the 22nd of January, I noticed a hole in the leather of the sofa. We haven't had the sofa for a month... THIS IS RIDICULOUS!!! So I call The Brick and tell them of my new discovery. She tells me she will fax a request over to the repair guys and if I don't hear from them by the weekend to call them back. Well this is The Brick, do you think they are going to call by the end of the week.... probably not! I guess at least our warranty is becoming worth it now. I hate when I spend hundreds of dollars on a warranty and never use it. Although if they tell me I have to loose my sofa for a week while they fix it, I will pitch a fit. I waited for 4 months to have a sofa and if they want to take it away I will not be happy, to put it very nicely :) I know it's not completely The Brick's fault, but they are sure a good one to blame as they sold me the "faulty product", plus they don't have a great track record with me. To top it all off I have a sneaky suspicion in my gut that they are going to try to bill me for part of all of this, and then the gloves will really come off! Stay tuned for more updates... as I'm sure this won't go over smoothly, because it's The Brick why would it?

Do you think my kid is bored?

So for the last little while Brighton has been a bit trapped inside the house. Between some really cold weather and my ankle, we haven't been out much lately. Well today he decided that he wanted to play in the dirt - well at least in the dirt from my spider plant.

So, it's not like he just dug in the plant pot, oh no! He pulled the whole plant off the counter and dumped it on the floor. Of course it had to be my baby spider plant that I am trying to grow from a shoot. At the moment I am so glad we decided to lino my dinning room and not keep the carpet like what was originally there. He was also trying to iron the dirt, which has made a right mess out of my iron.

So this is where Brighton sat while I cleaned up the mess and tried to revive my plant. He even proceeded to eat the dirt that was on his hands while he sat and watched. He even made a point of giggling while I cleaned up, which isn't easy with my ankle being messed up. And of course, because that is the way life goes, Austin decided he was hungry at the same time that all of this is going on. I love my children - some days more than others :)

Picture of my Ankel

This is what my foot looks like after 48 hours. You can't really tell from the picture, but all up the back outside edge of my ankle (my my Achilles Tendon area) is a dark shade of blueish-grey from bruising as well. It is still all swollen as well. It is really pretty :)

Victim of Winter

So outside our back door there is the sewer access hole. Most peoples is buried in the ground or covered by a board. Ours normally is covered with a flower pot, but yesterday it was moved. We were loading things up to take to the dump and the pot kept getting in the way. So we moved it, no big deal. Well later in the day it started to snow and the snow filled the hole in, so it looked like the rest of the ground. Lucky me I stepped right into the hole. OUCH!! And freezing cold I might add. I had no coat or anything on and so I went face first right into the snow. Luckily my darling hubby Todd was right behind me to pick me up. He picked me up and set me on a chair inside and dusted the snow off of me. I had heard something "Pop" when I fell, so we set off for the hospital. By this point my ankle was swelling quite nicely and hurting like hell (to put it gently). We dropped Brighton off at my Mum's house so we wouldn't have to try and wrestle him while we were at the hospital. It is wonderful having my Mum so close, and that she is so willing to help out - Thanks Mum! Well after the doctor came and poked and prodded at my ankle, of course making sure to poke and prod the really sore spot, they x-rayed my foot. Apparently it was hurting in a place that most people don't have pain when they sprain their ankle, so they were afraid I had broken something. Luckily I hadn't. Although I have managed to stretch and tear a few ligaments in my foot. Yippee for me! So I'm going to have to take it easy for a few day, which isn't super easy to do with a toddler and a baby. Wish me luck.

Update

So I finally decided to stop neglecting my blog, well that and we brought a new computer that I can actually use without it freezing up every 10 minutes. So here's the short version of my update.

September

We moved into my parents house just after the long weekend and the renos began. Some things went really smoothly, some things did not. The porch still isn't finished being carpeted, and I haven't heard anything from the contractor who was doing it.... I think Todd might end up finishing it. The furnace went in well, but the stupid people didn't drop cloth anything so there was drywall dust everywhere, even though they said they would. Finally we got things sorted out, although it came down to a few fights and me threatening not to pay. Also we ordered a sofa from the Brick, and was told it wouldn't be in for a little over a month. Fine we weren't going to be back in the house till then, so no big deal. (turned into a big deal by the end of it) We took some prenatal classes and were starting to get ready for the baby.

October

This was the roller coaster month. Renos ended enough that we could make plans to move back home. I love my parents, but we needed to get back into our own space. On the 25th of October my Mum and I went into Lethbridge to buy curtains so we could move back in and not live in a fish bowl. I wanted to get back home, so I could get something organized to bring the baby home to. My due date was the 24th, so I was already a day over. When we came home from shopping all hell broke loose. We hadn't seen my Dad since the evening before. (he was sleeping in the spare bedroom down stairs, so Todd, Brighton, and I could use there bedroom, and my Mum slept in the spare bedroom upstairs - It was a bit hecktic) He usually sleeps in, and he wasn't feeling 100% (chrons acting up, feeling sick to his stomach) so when we left we figured he was still asleep or in the washroom. When we came home we figured someone should check on him (it was about 5:30pm) and see if he wanted any dinner. My Mum went downstairs and my Dad had passed away. My dad had always been a sick man, but even though you always knew it was going to happen some day, the reality was a bit of a shock. I'm still not 100% sure how to even deal with it. It hits me in spurts, but mostly not at all.... I think I am still pretending that he is just sleeping or in the bathroom. Even saying to myself sounds a bit odd. One day it will all make sense... but, he was only 43 so it just seems like a fog.

The next day we went to the funeral home to set everything up. I am now 2 days over, but I am starting to have contractions. I didn't think much of them, I had been having them on and off for 2 weeks and my Dad had just died - the contractions were kinda lower on the totem pole. After we had organized everything we went home. The Doctor called later that evening (my GP also happens to be the coroner in town and was the doctor on call the night my Dad died) he asked how I was doing. After I had told him, he told me if nothing happened through the night to come in the next morning and he would try to get things going, so I could have the baby before my Dad's funeral. Well at about midnight I figured I should try to get some sleep, since I hadn't sleep since the night before my Dad passed away.

The 27th at about 3am I could not sleep anymore. I took a shower and walked around for a few hours trying to ease the pain. At 6am I got Todd up and told him we had to go to the hospital NOW!! I was feeling a lot of pressure, and when that happened with Brighton I had him within 30 mins. We headed off to the hospital and when they checked me I was 6cm. By 8am I was 10cm, but the baby was face up and not pushing on the right spot, so I had no natural urge to push. After a few hours and a bit of medical intervention Austin Theodore Oslo came into the world. He was 6 lbs 11oz, and when they examined him they realize he was 2 weeks early and my ultrasound due date (November 11th) was correct. Austin was such a joy at a very hard time. He is a little ball of red haired joy.

November

We moved back into the house and things started getting back to normal as much as it could. Not to much happened through November.

December

We attended tons of Christmas parties and enjoyed a lot of fun times with friends and family. Christmas eve we had a great time with my Mum's family playing a game we play every year. Christmas day we spent the morning at home. The best memory was Brighton playing "leaves" in the wrapping paper after the gifts were opened. Christmas afternoon we spent at my cousins house and we went out for Christmas dinner at Antons - YUM! Boxing day we did a bit of shopping and we blessed Austin at our home in the evening. We were surrounded by family and Todd gave a wonderful blessing and it was a great evening. On the 27th we FINALLY got our furniture from the Brick. I will NEVER buy anything from there again! Even though we love the sofa, the hassle we went through just wasn't worth it. So if you want to save yourself a headache don't buy things there. New years eve we went to my cousin Vicky's and her fiances Vince's house. They had great eats and we spent the evening hanging out and watching movies.

Well I think that is about it for my update, I will try to keep this more up to date now.