I'm back since Logan is Here!

Ok, so I haven't been very assidous posting on this blog lately... but things are about to change (hopefully)...




For starters, I'm no longer pregnant (Yay for me!), and so far (knock on wood), I've been blessed with a dream baby, Logan.


Logan arrived on October 9th, 2009. Of course being pregnant, and in pain, I had to go pass my due date That's how Murphy's Law goes)... My AMAZING doctor, Doctor Elsa Leblanc, scheduled me for an ultrasound and monitoring 5 days after my due date... Monitoring was normal, my baby was still pretty active. The ultrasound also indicated that there was nothing to worry about... other than the weight of the baby. Initially, I had been told that the baby should weigh no more than 8 pounds... suffice to say, the doctor who perfomed the last ultrasound predicted a 9 pound baby!!! OUCH... ! I was just thankful for my projected epidural....

Organisational Freak, or Nesting???

Something is wrong. Something must be wrong. Ok, I've always had some sort of obsessive compulsive behaviour, I'll admit, where, my budget is made a year in advance for all my accounts... but The last few days have been consecrated to planning and organising everything and anything that CAN be organised. I bought a binder with plastic folders and separators and highlighters and pens (I went shop-happy with some retail therapy at Bureau en Gros).... and that's when it started.

I've created my very own organization guide. It has everything in there that Dan could ever possibly dream of needing should anything happen to me. From all utility bill account names, numbers, passwords, online accesses, contact information, payment methods and frequency, to a succession guide, to insurance claim information to Mat leave preparation with relevant documentation... everything is there!.. and then some! (Note to self: buy a safe to store it in)...

Hating Pregnancy

You know what... I really, really dislike, (being polite, not to say "hate")- being pregnant. You'll probably see this one a lot in the next few weeks... possibly more than once a day.

I don't enjoy the kicking and punching. I don't enjoy the enlarged belly. I certainly could do without being tired (I'm ALREADY tired, I have a 2 yr old, extremely active BOY!!!)... and don't get me started on the heartburn. But these are the little pains....