Clean Bill of Health

As of one hour ago, I have been given a clean bill of health by my ob! Baby's heart rate is normal along with all my hormone and blood pressure levels. I can now start exercising again amongst other things.

So far, I have not started showing much at all. I lost a few pounds and inches over the first tri., but nothing to worry about. All my clothes still fit just like normal. The only difference is a tiny amount of pudge around my belly button. It depressed me for a while that I was so sick and had nothing to show for it. At least an expanding belly would remind me why I have to be sick. Now, however, I have a miniscule amount of pudge to show AND I haven't been sick at all for three days! Everyone told me life would get better, and, what do you know, it did!

P.S. We will find out the sex of our baby in approx. 8 weeks! Be very excited!

Righting a Wrong

It has very recently come to my attention that none of the Boizelle side of the family has seen our ultrasound pictures. As a self-proclaimed righter-of-wrongs, I, of course, set out to right this wrong. After one or two tedious minutes of scanning, here they are!


Baby at nine weeks.
















I had a little trouble interpreting, so it's facing down with the head on the left. That little blob under it is an arm and the little blob on the far right is a leg.


Baby at 11 weeks! (We got a second one. You can decide whether that was lucky or unlucky.)
















You can see the skull and jaw bones in this picture.

















This is a full frontal shot. Our baby is practicing for its audition in the next "Thriller" remake. It seriously looks like a ghoul.

It's a hard knock life!

Jon had two exams last week for which he almost killed himself preparing. However, he still didn't have a lot of the material down for his Governmental Accounting class. He got out of the exam looking a little "shell shocked" as the proctor later told him. Jon's been terrified all week about finding out his results today. He even went so far as to say that he'd rather skip class than find out what grade he got and that he would be relieved if he got a B. I spent the week telling him that I'd still love him even if he got a C.

After all that drama, he got his grades back today, and, wouldn't you know it, he got 101% on his exam. It's a hard knock life!

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Happy Thanksgiving! Just thought I'd psych everybody up for the true Thanksgiving holiday which occurs on Monday, Oct. 12 this year! And, to all my American relatives, it's Ok to be jealous. Not every household gets to have 2 Thanksgiving's per year. One with pickles (oh yeah!) and one without (unfortunate, but true). If you're feeling horribly deprived, you can always put pickles on your Thanksgiving table and say that you're doing it in my honor. I'll collaborate!

Jon and I agreed to celebrate both Thanksgiving holidays in our household from now on. Our Thanksgiving in Canada involves many of the same traditions as American Thanksgiving. We still have all the family over. Dinner involves turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes etc. The one thing I've noticed is the pickle thing. Everyone I know in Canada eats pickles at formal meals. You just slice 'em and serve 'em. Jon thinks that's weird. However, my family has some traditions that differ from most due to personal preference:

We always have both turkey w/mashed potatoes and ham w/ applesauce at Thanksgiving. You can choose. One side of the family fights over the dark turkey meat and the other side fights over the white meat. I personally like both, so there's always plenty for me wherever I go! Beets and cranberries are absolutely forbidden in the house, let alone on the table, and weird jello salads are a must for the Watson's (I'm talking cherry jell-o with pretzels, fruit, and whipped cream. Yuck) By the way, Jello is a side dish in Canada, not a dessert.

Every member of the Quinton family HATES pumpkin pie (we call it stoolie pie), although Mitchell might like it. We're not actually sure that he even tastes his food as he shovels it down. Pies for the holiday include lemon without meringue and banana cream with the bananas on top, not inside. The Watson side of the family has an obsession with Orange Dream Jello salad (orange jello mixed with whipped cream). That jello salad shows up at every Thanksgiving. My mom makes it the best, but my immediate family got so tired of it that she refused to make it. Now my aunt makes it every year (not as good).

The Quinton family also HATES Jello that has anything in it. We like it plain. No fruit, no whipped cream, and definitely no cheese, nuts, lettuce, or hamburger (I did warn you that Canadians like weird Jello salads).

Add all these ingredients together and you have the perfect recipe for a GREAT Canadian Thanksgiving!