To town and back...

Today I had a doctor's appointment so I had to drag my butt out of bed this morning, wake up my grumpy child and get to town. I forgot my grocery list but I wasn't too sad. Grocery shopping at 34 weeks is not my idea of fun and usually after one store I am done, especially when I have Dassa with me. I don't know what I would do if she actually weighed a lot...

Everything is going good. Looks like Eugene (or Eugenia) will be born Feb 3 or 6. So close and yet so far away. Now it is time to get ready. To prepare that hospital bag and to get the cradle set up. I did get some clothes for the going home outfit. So cute.

Just a warning. Most of my posts are going to be about having this baby...  If they haven't been already!

My Last Month

It is hard to believe that in a little over a month there will be a little boy in my arms (or girl, won't that be a surprise?). One of the benefits of a scheduled c-section (which should be scheduled tomorrow for sure) is that you know when you are going to have the baby and can really, truly plan. Of course you have to be prepared for an early c-section. Matt can book his week off. Mom can arrange things to come and help. And I can make myself a chocolate advent calendar...

But as it approaches there are downsides to the event. Recovery being the big one. I hate surgery, I hate needles, I hate spinals and I hate that awful feeling of not being quite right after. And then of course I have another surgery in six weeks or so to look forward to. I definitely would not choose a c-section could I have it another way.

Christmas was wonderful and so was New Years. Seeing friends, having parties, eating food and opening presents. I am sad it is over. Yes, it was a lot of fun but the other reason is it helped give me something to look forward to that kept my mind of my pregnancy. Now all I have left is the waiting. And Hadassah's 2nd Birthday.

Happy New Year everyone and I hope you all had a wonderful holiday!

Another sad day.

Though this time my own life was not affected. Hickstead, gold winning horse for Canada at the 2008 Olympics, died after jumping in Italy. On his way out he collapsed in what appeared to be a heart attack. I love watching this little horse jump and have seen him in real life jumping. I imagine his rider, Eric Lamaze, is quite stricken. Their partnership is not something that happens every day and Hickstead in 2009 took Lamaze to the #1 spot in the world. It is a huge loss for Canada because Hickstead is part of the team that given Canada the edge in international show jumping. We will see how they hold up next year at the 2012 Olympics.

On a happier note our furnace is running thanks to my wonderful father. We have not had to hand over anymore large amounts of cash. The propane bill was also less then quoted which is always nice. Dassa is still not feeling well but much improved. And in a week and a half I have another ultrasound as I am having a scheduled c-section and they like to make sure they have the right dates scheduled. The bonus is it means Matt and I get to learn a little more about the little person inside of me. My guess is a girl. My mom thinks boy. Matt is without opinion. What is your guess?

The link to my album has been fixed. Apparently, google defaults albums to be private. Everyone should be able to see the pictures now.