The day has finally come! Our baby, which has been an "it" its whole life will officially receive a gender on December 22, 2009.
In a gesture of good will, my ob clinic allowed us to schedule the visit before we left for Christmas break on the 23rd. It was a tight fit. We get our ultrasound on the 22nd, but we have our dr's visit in the early morning hours on the 23rd. They couldn't fit the two visits into the same day.
Jon and I both think it's a boy, and we've been unconsciously calling it a "he" for a week or so now. According to Murphy's law, that means it will be a girl. Oh well! Whatever "it" is, we'll be thrilled.
We've also felt our little "it" kicking! In fact, now that I know what to feel for, I'm surprised that I couldn't feel it kicking a long time ago. It kicks a lot and they're pretty strong. Two days ago, it was kicking really hard. I told Jon and he laid his hand on my belly to see if he could feel it. After about 15 minutes, his patience was rewarded because baby laid a solid kick right under his hand. Jon said it felt like a hiccough. He's pretty stoked about it. Most dads don't get to feel baby's kicks for a long time yet.
And, in other news, we officially received travel documents! My self-imposed exile from my motherland will come to an end on December 23rd when I cross the border for the first time in a year and a half! Hurray for spending Christmas with my family whom I haven't seen in a long time! My brother's got all his fat and pregnant jokes primed and ready for the occasion and I'm sure that for every present I receive, I'll get at least two pieces of baby advice, but I'm ready and willing to take it all! I love my family.
P.S. Our blog is now open for everyone to read. This came about in response to my mother's comment that she has never seen our blog because my dad's the only one who can access it, and, judging by his blog, he hasn't been on since...well, probably never! lol Love ya, dad!
11/29/09
11/12/09
Life as usual
I am unashamed to say that life in the Boizelle household is proceeding much the same as usual.
I am still working full time. I got Remembrance Day (Veteran's Day) off work yesterday, which came as a surprise to me. I get very random days off in this job, but since I was able to sleep in, I wasn't complaining. Baby is doing great. I'm still not showing very much yet, although it won't be long. It's becoming more and more difficult to get comfortable at night. Compound that with Jon's late night homework escapades and I'm not getting much sleep. Poor Jon has taken to crashing on the floor in our second bedroom so as not to wake me up at 3 or 4AM. If I catch him doing that during one of my numerous bathroom runs, I make him get into bed to sleep. I can't imagine what will happen when I actually have a huge belly. I'm already sleep-deprived.
Jon's classes have him busy round-the-clock, literally. I wanted him to cuddle with me last night, so we set an alarm for a half hour nap. After the alarm went off five times, I heard him stagger out of bed. Much to my surprise, he woke up back in bed at 1:39AM (and woke me up as well) without a single memory of waking up at 11:00 and leaving the room. He doesn't remember getting up at 1:39AM to work on his homework, so he thinks he might have fallen asleep in his homework chair. We're still not sure which one of us was imagining things last night. Anyway, that's pretty much Jon's life right now. He either stays up really late, or gets up really early to do his homework, works, eats, and sleeps. I know most of you can sympathize! He's very good about coming home for dinner when he can, so that I get to see him at least an hour a day, but I'll be really grateful when grad school is over. Busy season's got nothing on grad school!
P.S. We're still waiting on pics from our neighbor, but when we get them, we'll blog about our Halloween party. It was pretty much awesome.
I am still working full time. I got Remembrance Day (Veteran's Day) off work yesterday, which came as a surprise to me. I get very random days off in this job, but since I was able to sleep in, I wasn't complaining. Baby is doing great. I'm still not showing very much yet, although it won't be long. It's becoming more and more difficult to get comfortable at night. Compound that with Jon's late night homework escapades and I'm not getting much sleep. Poor Jon has taken to crashing on the floor in our second bedroom so as not to wake me up at 3 or 4AM. If I catch him doing that during one of my numerous bathroom runs, I make him get into bed to sleep. I can't imagine what will happen when I actually have a huge belly. I'm already sleep-deprived.
Jon's classes have him busy round-the-clock, literally. I wanted him to cuddle with me last night, so we set an alarm for a half hour nap. After the alarm went off five times, I heard him stagger out of bed. Much to my surprise, he woke up back in bed at 1:39AM (and woke me up as well) without a single memory of waking up at 11:00 and leaving the room. He doesn't remember getting up at 1:39AM to work on his homework, so he thinks he might have fallen asleep in his homework chair. We're still not sure which one of us was imagining things last night. Anyway, that's pretty much Jon's life right now. He either stays up really late, or gets up really early to do his homework, works, eats, and sleeps. I know most of you can sympathize! He's very good about coming home for dinner when he can, so that I get to see him at least an hour a day, but I'll be really grateful when grad school is over. Busy season's got nothing on grad school!
P.S. We're still waiting on pics from our neighbor, but when we get them, we'll blog about our Halloween party. It was pretty much awesome.
10/23/09
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!
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!
10/10/09
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.
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.
10/8/09
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!
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!
10/7/09
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!
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!
9/6/09
Making a racquet!
So, I'm officially kind of obsessed with tennis. I played for a season in High School and really loved it. Unfortunately, I stopped playing while I was at college and on the mission and got a little rusty.
A few weeks ago, Steph and I went in and bought tennis racquets for the both of us. I even got a great deal on the racquets (To quote Dad, "there's no status in overpaying"). Since then I have started playing with a few friends and Steph has been learning to play. It is a really nice balance because it allows me to play both competitively with some friends and recreationally with Steph.
However, I don't expect that to last long. Steph has been learning very quickly and is starting to get pretty good. She even beat me in one of our games! I uh.....just couldn't get my serves in. No really!
It is really good to be back in the game and getting a little exercise in when I'm not swamped with schoolwork. I hope to play again tomorrow!
A few weeks ago, Steph and I went in and bought tennis racquets for the both of us. I even got a great deal on the racquets (To quote Dad, "there's no status in overpaying"). Since then I have started playing with a few friends and Steph has been learning to play. It is a really nice balance because it allows me to play both competitively with some friends and recreationally with Steph.
However, I don't expect that to last long. Steph has been learning very quickly and is starting to get pretty good. She even beat me in one of our games! I uh.....just couldn't get my serves in. No really!
It is really good to be back in the game and getting a little exercise in when I'm not swamped with schoolwork. I hope to play again tomorrow!
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