This morning, he got up at 7 am, and of course it was dark. He came into the computer room and said, Why are we up so early? I told him it was 7, and time to get up. Then he looked out the window and saw the sun just starting to turn the sky pink. He said, Can you open my bedroom curtains? Sure...no problem. He said, That's so pretty, I've never seen a sunset like that before. I said, well, actually, that's a sunrise. "Oh, well, that's almost the same thing..." Then he got really excited because he saw his first sunrise!
He got a DS for his birthday from his Nonno and Nan. He's been playing his Ben 10 game that we gave him. There is a lot of jumping in it. He's been doing the classic new video game player move...moving his hands and arms instead of just pressing the buttons. He tries to get me to watch him playing the game, but, it makes me sick he moves so much. LOL Maybe he just too used to the Wii. We've also played Mario Kart w/ the three of us, so much fun!
Like I said, for his birthday he got his DS. After he opened all the presents, and he was just basking in the glow. I asked him, so, how was your birthday? His response, "Awesome, Awesome Awesome, Awesome Awesome, Awesome and AWESOME!!"
On Sunday I made a commen to him about being tall, he said, "Yeah, I'm six now I grew from yesterday."
In the car on the way home yesterday he told me a kid taught him all the swear words. So, I asked what words. He said, "Do I have to tell you?" I told him no, but it would be good for me to know so I can explain why it's not a good word for him to use. So he said, "Well, I learned the 'N' word." My heart dropped, he's learning THAT in grade 1?? My knees quaking, I asked him to tell me what that word was... his reply, "Nerdy" whew...crisis averted. blah blah blah, nerdy isn't a swear word, but it's not something nice to call someone. blah blah blah.
"So, what about the "P" word?" he asked. What 'P' word? after some hesitation, he tells me Pathetic. I explain again that it isnt' a swear word. lol We finally get done with the grueling five minute car ride home, and he says he doesn't want to say anymore bad words. LOL
He really is a gem. :)
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Couldn't sleep anymore....
I don't know why, it was only about 6:30 on Saturday morning. I kept babbling and babbling to DH, keeping him up when he obviously wanted to go back to sleep.
So, I decided to get up and leave him alone.
I may as well blog and get whats in my brain, out.
First of all, today is Michael's birthday party. This time six years ago, I had been in labour for almost 24 hours. I spent the whole night up dealing with contractions, I had woken Nick up and told him I wanted to go back to the hospital again. We finally got there and checked in at around 11 am. I refused any medication for a long long time. I refused interventions, continuously as I slowly dilated.
The day before when I had first started labour and went in even though it was just beginning because they were going to induce me. I was 3 cms. I had a choice, I could stay there and they could do the induction or go home and let things happen naturally. I went home. When I went back the next day I was five cms. So, 24 hours of labour, 2 cms. And, I had regular contractions that entire time, timeable, regular contractions, getting closer together, the whole nine yards.
So, as I said, I was back at the hospital the next day at around 11 am. I was dilated to 5 cms. I had been in labour since 8:30 the day before. I refused interventions all day long. No drugs, no water breaking, no pitocin, no cervidil. I walked the halls for hours, and hours. Rocked in a rocking chair. Finally, at around 8:00, when I was dilated to 8cms, I agreed to let them break my water, they told me we needed to speed this up for Michaels sake.
That is when the doctor finally discovered Michael was facing the wrong way. Face up. I knew this. I had known this for weeks. I had been asking her, is he facing the right way? She said she couldn't know for sure But, when it came down to it, I knew he wasn't. They had me do some things to try to get him to turn. I think now they were just appeasing me.
At 9:30-10:00, they had 'the talk' with me. My labour had slowed down, the contractions were getting farther apart, , I needed pitocin to kick start things. I told them I wouldn't take the pitocin until they gave me an epidural. LOL I as now dilated to 9. At some point they weren't able to get heart tones reliably through my belly anymore, and they needed to monitor inside. So, now my mobility was limited. (and my labor slowed down even further, what a shock!)
The worst part of my labour was while I was waiting for the epidural guy and getting the epidural. After I got the epi, they brought in a bed for Nick to take a rest, and I tried getting some sleep. After a while, it wore off on half my body, so they had to do up the medication, or redo it, I don't exaclty remember. It was 1:00 in the morning or so.
Finally, at 2:45, the doctor made the call. Labor was slowing down even further. I was still dilated to 9, but Michaels head hadn't dropped at all, he couldn't engage, and just get out. He was starting to show stress from the long labour, his heart rate was going wacky
They woke up Nick, prepped me, and Michael was born at 3:25. 8 lbs 12 ounces, 20 inches tall. I don't remember exactly how big his head was...but it was in the 95%. His apgars were 9 and 10. He was fine. I think he couldn't engage because I cracked my tailbone when I was young, and with his head being big, my tailbone not having as much mobility as it should have, and him facing the wrong way...not the right combo. In the end, it didn't matter. He's here...he's healthy. He's a wonderful, creative, smart, caring, six year old. :)
Six years, I still remember it like it was yesterday. I guess because he's probably the only child I'm ever going to raise I hold onto those memories particulary close. Having had a miscarriage about six weeks ago doesn't help. It was very early, but it was still hard for me.
Anyway, I have a lot to do today. He starts indoor soccer today. For the next 20 weeks, on Saturday mornings he's going to learn soccer skills. After soccer, it's grocery shoppping. (I have to make sure to get the rest of the Thanksgiving stuff)
Then I have to finish his Ben 10 cake. I messed up the light grey icing I needed to make last night, so I have make a new batch. Somehow I ended up with purple icing! I will post pics when I'm done. Then, I have to go to the store and pick up a couple more birthday related things.
Then, it's 4 o'clock for his little party. He's having a friend over we're watching a movie "Honey I shrunk the Kids", then having pizza, cake and presents.
Busy day ahead, no wonder I couldn't sleep!
So, I decided to get up and leave him alone.
I may as well blog and get whats in my brain, out.
First of all, today is Michael's birthday party. This time six years ago, I had been in labour for almost 24 hours. I spent the whole night up dealing with contractions, I had woken Nick up and told him I wanted to go back to the hospital again. We finally got there and checked in at around 11 am. I refused any medication for a long long time. I refused interventions, continuously as I slowly dilated.
The day before when I had first started labour and went in even though it was just beginning because they were going to induce me. I was 3 cms. I had a choice, I could stay there and they could do the induction or go home and let things happen naturally. I went home. When I went back the next day I was five cms. So, 24 hours of labour, 2 cms. And, I had regular contractions that entire time, timeable, regular contractions, getting closer together, the whole nine yards.
So, as I said, I was back at the hospital the next day at around 11 am. I was dilated to 5 cms. I had been in labour since 8:30 the day before. I refused interventions all day long. No drugs, no water breaking, no pitocin, no cervidil. I walked the halls for hours, and hours. Rocked in a rocking chair. Finally, at around 8:00, when I was dilated to 8cms, I agreed to let them break my water, they told me we needed to speed this up for Michaels sake.
That is when the doctor finally discovered Michael was facing the wrong way. Face up. I knew this. I had known this for weeks. I had been asking her, is he facing the right way? She said she couldn't know for sure But, when it came down to it, I knew he wasn't. They had me do some things to try to get him to turn. I think now they were just appeasing me.
At 9:30-10:00, they had 'the talk' with me. My labour had slowed down, the contractions were getting farther apart, , I needed pitocin to kick start things. I told them I wouldn't take the pitocin until they gave me an epidural. LOL I as now dilated to 9. At some point they weren't able to get heart tones reliably through my belly anymore, and they needed to monitor inside. So, now my mobility was limited. (and my labor slowed down even further, what a shock!)
The worst part of my labour was while I was waiting for the epidural guy and getting the epidural. After I got the epi, they brought in a bed for Nick to take a rest, and I tried getting some sleep. After a while, it wore off on half my body, so they had to do up the medication, or redo it, I don't exaclty remember. It was 1:00 in the morning or so.
Finally, at 2:45, the doctor made the call. Labor was slowing down even further. I was still dilated to 9, but Michaels head hadn't dropped at all, he couldn't engage, and just get out. He was starting to show stress from the long labour, his heart rate was going wacky
They woke up Nick, prepped me, and Michael was born at 3:25. 8 lbs 12 ounces, 20 inches tall. I don't remember exactly how big his head was...but it was in the 95%. His apgars were 9 and 10. He was fine. I think he couldn't engage because I cracked my tailbone when I was young, and with his head being big, my tailbone not having as much mobility as it should have, and him facing the wrong way...not the right combo. In the end, it didn't matter. He's here...he's healthy. He's a wonderful, creative, smart, caring, six year old. :)
Six years, I still remember it like it was yesterday. I guess because he's probably the only child I'm ever going to raise I hold onto those memories particulary close. Having had a miscarriage about six weeks ago doesn't help. It was very early, but it was still hard for me.
Anyway, I have a lot to do today. He starts indoor soccer today. For the next 20 weeks, on Saturday mornings he's going to learn soccer skills. After soccer, it's grocery shoppping. (I have to make sure to get the rest of the Thanksgiving stuff)
Then I have to finish his Ben 10 cake. I messed up the light grey icing I needed to make last night, so I have make a new batch. Somehow I ended up with purple icing! I will post pics when I'm done. Then, I have to go to the store and pick up a couple more birthday related things.
Then, it's 4 o'clock for his little party. He's having a friend over we're watching a movie "Honey I shrunk the Kids", then having pizza, cake and presents.
Busy day ahead, no wonder I couldn't sleep!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Michael is almost six...
Nick and Michael are tired of hearing about it...but he's my only one, so as he gets older, I get more nostalgic.
This time six years ago, Michael was almost two weeks late. (orginal due date 9/27) I was taking walks, doing exercising to try and turn him around, and basically despairing that he would NEVER be born. :)
I've been teasing Michael that if he had arrived on time he would already be six. I finally went into labor on 10/10, the morning they were going to start the process for induction, and Michael was born via emergency C-section on 10/12
I can't believe how much my little guy has changed, and our family has changed in that time. I can't believe how quickly six years passes. You blink your eyes, and your little squirmy baby is a Ben 10 watching, bike riding, reading kid, with his own opinions, wants, desires. It's amazing.
Sigh. :) it goes so quickly. :)
This time six years ago, Michael was almost two weeks late. (orginal due date 9/27) I was taking walks, doing exercising to try and turn him around, and basically despairing that he would NEVER be born. :)
I've been teasing Michael that if he had arrived on time he would already be six. I finally went into labor on 10/10, the morning they were going to start the process for induction, and Michael was born via emergency C-section on 10/12
I can't believe how much my little guy has changed, and our family has changed in that time. I can't believe how quickly six years passes. You blink your eyes, and your little squirmy baby is a Ben 10 watching, bike riding, reading kid, with his own opinions, wants, desires. It's amazing.
Sigh. :) it goes so quickly. :)
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
Busy Busy!
I'm back at work full time, which is good. But, it is also busy.
I finished my course on Sept 24th, which is good. I'm about therapied out for a while.
In the meantime, I decided to do something for myself. I'm auditioning for a Women's barbershop chorus. It's very fun. The audition process is 5-7 weeks long, depending on when I feel ready to audition. They are a very competitive group, made up of about 100 women. In order to make it I have to have my words and notes 100% correct. So, we'll see how I do. :) The audition songs are Oh, You Beautiful Doll and How Many Hearts Have You Broken? So far, I'm enjoying it a lot. I've forgotten how much I love singing in a big group, I should have done this a long time ago. They put me in the bass section. (Barbershop style has Lead, Bass, Baritone and Tenor) In traditional choirs I have usually been in the lower alto range, but have occastionally sung 2nd soprano or tenor depending on what was needed. She was impressed with my range, but really liked the quality of my low tones...so, bass it was. I wasn't exactly suprised. I find the bass sections are quite fun so far. Not boring at all like I thought they would be. :)
Hmm...what else...
I'm glad I have the opportunity to vote in two Federal elections in the next month (and a bit..) It's a privelege to have the opportunity (responsibility, right) to participate in the process. This will be the first time I get to vote as a Canadian citizen, and I will vote absentee as a US citizen. I am looking forward to it very much, I haven't looked so forward to an election in my life. I took an interesting test today. http://www.barackobamatest.com/ I wasn't surprised at my result.
I have spent a lot of time praying for many of my family, extended family, friends and their families. Lots of people I know have been having a rough time. If that describes you, know that you have been in my prayers. I have been spending lots of time in prayer for all of you. I came across a verse today
Romans 12:12 12 Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Next week is mental illness awareness week. I haven't decided exactly what I'm going to do to raise awareness, but, I'm going to do 'something'.
It may just be wearing a ribbon or something, it may be something.
We shall see.
I'm off to watch House.
I finished my course on Sept 24th, which is good. I'm about therapied out for a while.
In the meantime, I decided to do something for myself. I'm auditioning for a Women's barbershop chorus. It's very fun. The audition process is 5-7 weeks long, depending on when I feel ready to audition. They are a very competitive group, made up of about 100 women. In order to make it I have to have my words and notes 100% correct. So, we'll see how I do. :) The audition songs are Oh, You Beautiful Doll and How Many Hearts Have You Broken? So far, I'm enjoying it a lot. I've forgotten how much I love singing in a big group, I should have done this a long time ago. They put me in the bass section. (Barbershop style has Lead, Bass, Baritone and Tenor) In traditional choirs I have usually been in the lower alto range, but have occastionally sung 2nd soprano or tenor depending on what was needed. She was impressed with my range, but really liked the quality of my low tones...so, bass it was. I wasn't exactly suprised. I find the bass sections are quite fun so far. Not boring at all like I thought they would be. :)
Hmm...what else...
I'm glad I have the opportunity to vote in two Federal elections in the next month (and a bit..) It's a privelege to have the opportunity (responsibility, right) to participate in the process. This will be the first time I get to vote as a Canadian citizen, and I will vote absentee as a US citizen. I am looking forward to it very much, I haven't looked so forward to an election in my life. I took an interesting test today. http://www.barackobamatest.com/ I wasn't surprised at my result.
I have spent a lot of time praying for many of my family, extended family, friends and their families. Lots of people I know have been having a rough time. If that describes you, know that you have been in my prayers. I have been spending lots of time in prayer for all of you. I came across a verse today
Romans 12:12 12 Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Next week is mental illness awareness week. I haven't decided exactly what I'm going to do to raise awareness, but, I'm going to do 'something'.
It may just be wearing a ribbon or something, it may be something.
We shall see.
I'm off to watch House.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)