Wide Awake

I have been awake since 5:30 this morning. It may or may not be because I'm too excited to get on with this day as my doctor informed us yesterday at our appointment that we will most likely be parents within the next 48 hours. Is nine months up already?

Hardly a Winter Wonderland

To my disappointment the rain we were having here yesterday, that I was enjoying so much for a change, turned to snow overnight. Now the roads look icy and treacherous so I've decided to stay in and have a lazy, well productive lazy, Sunday. Kenny is still upstairs tucked into bed and I am up, surveying the main floor of our house and thinking about what a disaster it can become in just one week. I think I'll tidy up, get dishes and laundry on the go, and then work on some sewing projects I have started for the baby's room. I finished the bedding last week and am quite pleased with how it turned out so I am inspired to keep going and to make pillows and stuffed owls to match. I sewed the bedding from an existing duvet cover I bought at Ikea and just downsized it for a baby-sized comforter and pillow. I love the pattern!

I had a great lady date with Brooke last night. Kenny went to poker with the boys and instead of slipping into my usual poor me I'm home all alone with nothing to do and I have no friends mode, I decided to call up Brooker and get her out of the house. We sat at Cheesecake Cafe for almost three hours and just talked about life, babies, husbands, houses, and dreams. It was incredibly encouraging and I'm glad for friends like her.

I'm Feeling Strangely Ambitious for a Monday Morning

It's 12:07 pm, Monday March 9, 2009 and I just crawled back into bed in my sweatpants to write a few things down before I embark on my week. Jakob is laying at the end of the bed, breathing heavily, and taking in all of the March sun that he can, which is not very much considering it's a snowy and overcast day. I woke up this morning and realized that, come Wednesday, it will be a mere month and a half until my sweet baby boy makes his appearance into the world. Then, like all first time moms who don't think about being overdue, I started considering the idea that if he was two weeks early, he'd be here in a month, or even a month early, then he'd be here in two weeks, scary thought! Might have freaked Kenny out just a bit when I told him that. Well, needless to say, all this fantasizing sent me into a bit of a panic, not a holy shit! panic, just an I better get my life together kind of panic. It is my goal to make this week count, not waste a single moment, just make a list and attempt to get everything on it accomplished. So, I'm shutting down the computer (ultimate time waster) and putting my iPod on shuffle (ultimate motivator) and getting started on that list and my week.

Blogs About Work are Boring I Know...

But I am working my pregnant booty off trying to ensure that I make a good chunk of change for my mat-leave. I'm beginning to feel like working as a nurse is literally shaving days or even years off my life as a result of the stress I inflict on myself. I've concluded that I may be too much of a perfectionist to be a nurse. I spent 12 hours today worrying myself sick about making even the teensiest of mistakes. I think I'll take up grinding my teeth...

Monday Monday.

People have been asking if I've started working on a room for the baby yet. As you can see, no I have not. This weekend I decided to put my procrastinating aside and get started tackling this disaster we call the baby's room. Being Monday, the weekend has past and I am left craving a sense of accomplishment. Kenny and I spent the entire weekend working on things around the house/garage however, it feels like we barely got anything accomplished. It's hard to believe it's Monday already and we are back into the swing of things for the week.

Lately I've been feeling a sense of anticipation for my maternity leave. On one hand, I love the idea of having the time to work on projects, putter around the house, and even put a decent meal on the table by the time Kenny gets home from work. On the other hand, I find no sense of accomplishment or purpose for that matter in puttering and wish that instead of just cleaning here or there, I could get the whole house cleaned in one fell swoop, or instead of getting started on the baby's room, I could just get it finished! I'll call this the housewife dilemma...

On a brighter note, I got new shoes in the mail today. Flats though, so the dusting of snow on the sidewalk this morning means I won't be wearing them for a bit yet. Something to look forward to the next time a chinook roles through town.

Tales From the Delivery Sweet

I had a great day at work today, the kind of day that leaves you feeling that you really made a difference in the world. It reminded me of the rewarding aspect of nursing that people are always talking about, but all too often passes me by...

This is the First Day of the Rest of Your Life

Well, not quite, but it could be.

So here's what this is all about. I have recently stumbled upon the blogs of two young mothers that have inspired me greatly and have in turn decided to start a blog of my own. I admit, I creep their blogs on a daily basis and am not ashamed. They are both incredible, creative, Godly women and they have words to share with the world. Their thoughts, attitudes, and even the way they dress has inspired me over the past few months and I am truly thankful that they put their hearts out into cyberspace on a daily basis for friends and creepers like me to enjoy.

So I've decided to start a blog of my own. I do have Our Little Pal but it is mostly to keep friends and family who don't live in Lethbridge in the loop with baby happenings and I really have been neglecting it lately (what else is there to say? The baby is still in my belly, moving lots, and I am getting bigger each and every day...). 

Not that I feel I really have much to share with the world. My thoughts are boring, my attitude at best sucks, and my sense of style is far from inspirational. But I have always found writing to be strangely therapeutic and considering the fact that my life is about to change in big ways within the next couple months, I've decided it's time for an outlet. 

This is my blog.