Happy Valentine's Day to us!!

Valentine's Day. The most "romantic" day of the year. And what do we end up with? A nice matching set of food poisoning courtesy of a chinese food place close to our house!

We put the babe to bed, Liam was at his dad's house, and Jeff went and picked up our order. We ate and watched a movie and all was good. Actually it stayed good until the following night around midnight when it hit me. H-e-l-l is all I can describe it as. I actually thought I was having a miscarriage it hurt so bad. Sweating and freezing and all that fun stuff. The really bad part for me lasted about 7 hours. I slept on the couch that night.

Right when it started to ease up a little, it hit Jeff. Oh I have never seen this man in so much pain and agony in our time together. He definitely got hit harder than I did, he was still in the thick of it when we decided to go to the hospital at 7 in the evening. We got hooked up to matching IV's, got some nausea medication and blood tests and "other" tests. At 11 they said I was good to go but Jeff needed to stay and get an x-ray. I would have stayed with him but his mom was here taking care of the boys and I knew she had to work in the morning so off I went. I do feel a little guilty but Jeff understands (I hope). He arrived home at about 4:30 in the morning. Oh, and he got to experience a couple Royal Alex crazies lol. They had to move him because he was in an actual room and they needed it for some guy who had a police escort. And of course the regular Sunday night drunks that end up there :)

We're still feeling a little shaky over here but it's getting better. And now we have matching wrist bands!!

It's a good thing you can't see my bed-head.

It's a couple days late, but what-ev-er. I bit the bullet and took a picture of my belly because I really want to make more of an effort this time to document the whole pregnancy. I wanted to do it with Nicholas but Jeff could never take pictures the way I wanted him to (unreasonable much?) and so I just gave up on it! But now that I've figured out how to take a picture in the mirror (durrrr just turn the flash off), well, all bets are off.

This is me at 7 weeks and 3 days.



And just to let y'all know that for the sake of my vanity, I'm sucking it in BIG TIME. And I'll keep sucking it in until I can't suck it in anymore. Because getting fat again sucks. At least I can be comforted by the fact that in a couple months I'll have a cute baby bump that will make up for the fat part.

It figures.

Jeff got a text tonight from a friend of ours inviting us to a birthday party tomorrow night. Since my mom was sitting right there when we got the invite, she offered to watch the boys for us. Well, the actual conversation was a little more convoluted with Jeff not being on the same page as my mom and I in regards to what she was offering...and it ended in me being somewhat of a rude prego bitch, but I digress. She in fact is going to take them both overnight just as long as we can be there to pick them up by 8:30 the next morning.

That means that I get to sleep uninterupted for as-many-hours-as-I-can-in-a-whole-row-oh-my-god-oh-my-god. I'm even contemplating ditching my husband and friends so that I can sleep for even longer. I could EVEN get Jeff to take them over there as soon as he gets off work and go to sleep then. At 5 o'clock in the afternoon. Since when did sleep become such a gift, you may ask? Since I haven't slept through the night in about a year. That's when.

BUT why couldn't this have happened 2 weeks ago when I was blissfully unaware of being pregnant? Because I really coulda tied one on.

The babyproofing continues...

So far, I have escaped the morning sickness bug! I'm crossing my fingers over here that it doesn't come because I shudder to think of what my whirlwind little monster could possibly get into while I have my head over a toilet. The visual is not encouraging. He's all over the place now, cruising from place to place and generally wreaking havoc on our home :) Nothing is safe from this little one, and especially not the power outlets. Personal favorite for him, that's for sure.

Another favorite is the shelves with all the games on it that we have in the basement. I'll be the first to admit that open shelves at crawling height are not exactly baby friendly...but I've been babyproofing the whole house as I go and doing this required some shifting and moving things around. Which I hadn't gotten to yet. But, I have gotten so sick of going over there and moving him away from the damn thing that today I just had to take the bull by the horns and do it. It wasn't difficult, but I'll probably get yelled at when Jeff gets home because I moved a big chest all by myself. But I swear, I didn't stress my body at all. And my poor husband has been run ragged off his feet shovelling our sidewalks, his parents sidewalks, and my dad's sidewalks. He barely made it out of bed this morning.

So it's done, and I can breathe easy for a while. I know he'll eventually figure out how to lift the lid to the chest far enough up so that it'll stay up, but it'll take a while and for now this will work. Plus he's not tall enough to reach into the chest to get anything out. Woohoo!

We've always been kinda extreme.

Wow, it's been a while! With the excitement of Christmas and New Years and just LIFE, and the bone-deep exhaustion I have been experiencing I just haven't been able to bring myself to post. And, that tiredness that I speak of? Well that has actually been explained. Come this September we'll be adding another little Panchuk to our family! I am 6 weeks pregnant!

It has been a bit of a rollercoaster, to say the least. I first suspected something might be up almost 3 weeks ago when I didn't get that infamous monthly visitor. So two weeks ago I took a test and it was negative. This put my mind at ease although I was kind of curious as to why I hadn't gotten a period. So last Monday when it still hadn't shown, I took another test. This one came back with a verrrry faint positive which immediately made me freak out. So I took another test on Tuesday and that one came back negative. Okay, confused now! So I had a regular doctors appointment on Wednesday and I had him give me another test in the office. That one was negative as well, and he gave me his opinion that I probably wasn't pregnant but that he'd do a blood test just in case.

Well by this point I was thinking to myself "whew, dodged a bullet right there". Seriously thought that the blood test was a formality. Ohhhhh no, lovely Pat from the doctor's office called me on Friday and said that I am, in fact, pregnant. Ah shit. And I confirmed it last night with another test.

So there ya go. Obviously not planned. Hello, do I LOOK crazy? It's not the end of the world by any means, it's just not exactly the timing we were aiming for. But there's just one thing I have to say:

It better effing be a girl!!!

And the babyproofing continues.

This is the sight I walked into when grabbing Nicky out of his crib after his morning nap. And yes, my child was still in his pajama's at 11. For that matter, so am I :) He was a heartbeat away from pulling himself into a standing position and he had the hugest grin on his face when I walked in. Proof that he does indeed smile occasionally for the camera:



You better believe that the crib is being dropped before he gets put in there again. Most likely once I hit publish, actually. On the one hand, it's bittersweet that he's getting so big, but then I realise how nice it is that he's not waking up crying all the time now. He actually plays in his crib now (did you see how he was hugging his aquarium? That thing goes on and off all the time). I'm just waiting for him to figure out how to pull himself up on the coffee table...once that happens, I'll have to find another 'safe zone' for all the random stuff that's sitting on it.

Tagged!!

One of the blogs I keep up with, Steece's Pieces, had a post that tagged everyone. Yay!! By the way, if you get a chance you should really go and check her out, what an amazing person! She's got 4 little one's, quads, who are a year and a half old. She's chronicled her journey from shortly before she found out she was expecting, all the way through and has such a positive spirit. Now, I'm a huge fan of those TLC shows, you know the ones, Jon and Kate plus 8, 18 + Counting (or are they up to 19 now?) but the difference between those shows and Suzanne's story is that 4 seems just slightly more realistic than 8, or pumping out child after child after child after child. You get the feeling that, oh crap, that could really happen. From what I understand, fertility drugs were a contributing factor, but still 2 of her quads are identical twins so she still woulda had multiples!

Anyway, to move on from the praise, here are the rules:

1) Choose the 4th folder where you store your pictures on your computer
2) Select the 4th picture in the folder
3) Explain the picture
4) Tag 4 people to do the same

So here's mine.




Okay, I had to cheat a little since I only have 3 folders on my laptop right now. If I had been looking on our actual computer then MAN would I have had options! But that computer is now Jeff's and I have no claim to it. Seriously I even felt guilty going on it to play solitaire the other day.

And before I get sidetracked again, the story behind the picture. This picture was taken a week and a half ago. My mom came up with a really cool idea to make us all feel closer during the holidays since us and my mom are here in Edmonton, and my sister and her husband and son are up in Peace River. We all do the same craft on the same night at the same time and take pictures to share with each other. On this particular night, my mom was over and we were baking cookies, and Kat and her fam were doing the same up north.

And now to the tagging part. Hmmm since I've never really participated in this before I don't know how to 'tag'. Who and how do I choose? So I'll take the easy way out and tag all of you that have your own blogs. What I want you to do is leave me the link to your blog post in my comments so that I can take a look too!