An evening with Trifle

There really is no point for this entry. This whole event made me laugh and is just so typical of a couple that's expecting. She eats more than usual and he capitalizes on 9 months of not hearing her wine about he guilt because the importance of feeding the craving is stronger than surrendering to the guilt.

Here is my story....

Trifle...oh trifle. I begin the process of putting out dessert one evening. Scoop for cous, scoop for me, scoop for cous, scoop for me, lick my hand...mmmm scoop for cous, mouthful for me, scoop for me. So Marcus see this and its scoop for cous, mouthful for cous, lick my hand scoop for me.

At this point the bowls are almost full and marcus looks at me and says "do it" so we cut the entire trifle in half (yes half each) and we eat the whole thing in one sitting. To add insult to injury, before we sit we fight over who's going to lick the bowl clean because we are gross, shameless gluttons.

The end.

8 month Craving gone wrong

So all I want are sour patch kids. craving, dying for them and cant get my mind off of them

So dig into my wallet, count my change and i have exactly $1 in change to get my sour patch... yesssss

So I go to the machine and see there are no sour patch kids but there are mike and ikes, that will do.

I punch in the code and down drops a Turkish delight. Ahhhh i put in the wrong code! Not a kit kat or crispy crunch but a TURKISH DELIGHT.

So I'm standing there almost about to cry (thats right, cry) because now im out my last $1 on me and no mike and ikes. Then i scan the room and notice a change bowl for coffee so i run over, throw the Turkish delight in the change bowl and grab $1.

I go back to the vending machine, grab my mike and ikes and shovel them in like I haven't eaten in days.

Now I sit here feeling unsatisfied because at the end of the day all I wanted was sour patch and now I can't stop thinking about the turkish delight in the kitchen that I don't even like.

the end

Obviously Preggers

Now that I'm clearly pregnant and not mistaken for being a little chubby, I'm receiving all sorts of comments from strangers. The comments have nothing to do with being pregnant but everything to do with "How busy I'm going to be with two babies so close in age". I would like to take a moment and thank the masters of the obvious for reminding me.

9 months Preggers!

I could not get any bigger....

Come onnnnnnnnnnn labour!

The Baby Shower

This past weekend Marcus and I had our "Baby Shower". Yes, you heard me correctly, Marcus and I. I could not bring myself to an afternoon of opening up gifts with women who in most cases I hadn't seen since 1989. So with all that had been going on the last few months, we thought it would be fun to have a party on a Saturday night, men and women. Besides, Marcus loves the mingle and the shmooze so it was no skin of his back.













Mom decorated the house with blue balloons (which went straight to the high ceiling by mistake but ended up looking great), little blue stars, candles, flowers and a ton of yummy food. A really good crowd of close friends only showed up which made things easy and fun rather than forced and fake.




We received so many beautiful gifts so now only a few last min items are needed to be picked up.










The next day I folded all of my new clothes and organized them (even though there really is no need seeing I will have to unfold them all again once the room is ready for set up). I didn't care though. I enjoyed going through all the items.



























Only seven weeks to go my little one! I can't wait to meet you. xox












No more pics please....

Some tummy pics.....

Six months.......

Ultrasound # 2 and a big surpise!

On Monday Marcus and I went for ultra sound number 2! The Dr was really happy with the results of all of their tests so now we can breath a sigh of relief!

We also found out that it's a boy! Yep! we saw a little wee wee. A real little mover and shaker. He wouldn't sit still throughout the entire ultra sound which made it hard for the Dr.s to take their measurements. He was yawning, playing with his hands and bouncing all over the place. I think we are going to have our hands full!

Now a name....how do you choose a name? This name could seal this poor kids fate! So far nothing seems to fit but we do have four months to decide. I think we'll keep the name as a surprise because after all...you can't please everyone so once it's set in stone all critics can't really say much at that point!