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Sunday, November 29, 2009

Something tells me I'm into something good

Here I am! I bet you thought you'd never hear from me again, but you were wrong. I found out recently that because of this blog, one of my friends has started referring to babies as "lentils," so obviously I am a Pop Culture Phenomenon and should update more regularly so as not to alienate my fans. Or something.

There are a few reasons why I haven't been updating, and they all point back to Morning Sickness. Except that in my case it's more like AllDamnDay Sickness. As these things go, mine hasn't been that bad - I'm just going about my business and then suddenly I have to sit very quietly and concentrate on not vomiting, and eventually it fades. I never can tell when one of those waves is going to hit, though, which is the frustrating part. I can count on feeling like hell between 4:00 and 7:00 every day, though. (This is the part where Mr. Canuck suffers, since I can't stand to even smell food and therefore haven't made dinner in weeks. He hasn't starved to death yet, though, so I think he's managing all right.) One of my cousins put it very well - I feel like I'm hung over 24 hours a day, without even having the fun of earning it. Completely unfair.

In more pleasant news, I finally bought my camera! Photography is my favorite hobby, and a couple of months ago I decided it was time to upgrade to a DSLR camera. It took me a little while to save up for it, but I managed it and am now the proud owner of a Nikon D3000. I haven't had much opportunity to really see what it can do, but so far I absolutely love it. Oh, the baby pictures that will be taken! I've been telling Mr. Canuck that we need to go back to Zanzibar so I can take more pictures of it with my fabulous new camera. So far he is unconvinced.

I have big plans for this blog - in future entries I'll be discussing things like vegetarianism during pregnancy, and why I've decided to have a homebirth with a midwife, but right now I'm feeling kind of dizzy and queasy, and lying down sounds like a better plan than blogging. But have no fear! I might be a little lazy about it, but I'm not abandoning this thing.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Someone told me long ago there's a calm before the storm

The other night Mr. Canuck and I were discussing our unborn child, as we are wont to do, and he asked me what kind of person I would like our kid to be. I had to think about that one for a bit, because that's a big question, but the answer I came up with was fairly simple.

The one trait I would most like to instill in our children is simply awareness of the people around them, and awareness of how our actions affect everyone else. I believe that if we can manage to teach them this, then everything else - compassion, consideration, thoughtfulness, and just plain good manners - will fall into place fairly easily. I think that if we are conscious of the consequences of our actions, and aware that just about everything we do has an effect, no matter how small, on the people around us, then it becomes second nature to treat people the way we want to be treated. I think this quality is rather rare these days, for whatever reason, and it's incredibly important to me that my kids learn this lesson.

Now, how do I plan to teach them this? I am not telling you, NO SIREE, for two reasons. The first is that I have learned that childless people are not allowed to have any opinions on parenting. If you do have an opinion, and you dare to express it, then all the parents of the world will come down on you like a ton of bricks and inform you that you have no idea what you are talking about. The second reason is that I don't really know yet. I'm planning to just roll with it and take my opportunities as they come.

What quality do you most want your (existing or potential) children to have?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Makin' progress

According to my weekly email from babycenter.ca, my baby is now about the size of a lentil. For comparison purposes, here is a lentil:

I don't know if they mean a dried lentil (which that is) or a canned lentil (which I don't have in the house, and I wouldn't open up a can of lentils just to take a picture of one of them in any case). I suspect they mean a canned lentil, or possibly even a fresh lentil, because supposedly my uterus has doubled in size by now, and looking at that tiny little thing I'm finding that hard to believe.

Hi, little lentil!

Also, a couple of weekends ago we bought our first baby toy. Ladies and gentlemen, meet Forgetful the Elephant!

We rescued him from IKEA, where he was surrounded by sharks and polar bears. I believe he's about twice the size that the actual baby will be, but he's extremely soft and huggable which is the main thing. Mr. Canuck has already informed me that if Saskatchewan turns out to be a boy, we are going straight back to IKEA and buying him a stuffed shark. Okay, said I, but if it's a girl we're getting her a polar bear. Deal? Deal.

(Also, if you've ever wondered how obnoxious it is to make Blogger put photos WHERE YOU WANT THEM, the answer is REALLY OBNOXIOUS. Seriously, Blogger designers, I PUT THE CURSOR THERE FOR A REASON.)

Other big news? We've found a house to rent! It's in a suburb just north of Toronto and is just about as fabulous as it can be. Three bedrooms, two floors, really nice tenants in the basement, nice big yard, lovely landlady, and the rent is several hundred dollars cheaper than what we're paying now. More space + less money = HAPPY CANUCKS. We get to move in at the end of January, and I am already frightening The Man of the House with my grandiose plans for painting and decorating, especially in the nursery. I don't think my plans are all that unreasonable; basically, I would like to arrange the furniture in an artful and ergonomic fashion, rather than hauling it through the front door and dumping it wherever it's convenient. I don't think that's too much to ask.

I would post pictures of the new place, but as I said above, Blogger has exasperated me enough for one day. So off I go to catch up on old emails and try to convince my long-distance friends that it's not because I don't love them that I haven't written in two months, it's just that I'm a bad person. Wish me luck with that.

Monday, November 2, 2009

Bundle of joy? Or something?

We've started telling people about the pregnancy, and also about this blog (hi, guys!). So far everyone has reacted just about the way we thought they would. My mom was particularly entertaining, hehe.

And yesterday I committed the first truly stupid act of my pregnancy. Imagine this scenario: The rabbit cage is sitting in the kitchen doorway. Rabbit is having some play time in the kitchen. I am in the kitchen emptying the rabbit's litter box. But oops! I have left the bag of litter in the living room! Conveniently, we have a pass-through between the kitchen and the living room that's just about chest-height on me. So rather than climb over the rabbit cage and walk around to get it, I do what I have done a million times before - I hoist myself up onto the ledge of the pass-through and balance on my tummy while reaching down for the litter bag. It occurs to me about halfway through this maneuver that this is probably not the smartest thing I could be doing right now.

So ever since then I've been worried that I might have harmed the baby. I don't really think I did - there's all kinds of padding and protection in there, and I still feel pregnant - but I can't quite shake it. And today I realized that this is just the beginning - I am going to be worrying about this child for the rest of my life. And I am happier about that than I can possibly tell you.