This Week

Well I better write some before I forget all the things I keep meaning to say.
This week we've been slowly getting better. Slowly, as in it's only me that's still sick. Which I am used to. My ears are still plugged, (do you know how annoying it is to hear yourself breathe?) and my nose is still stuffed. But otherwise it's all good.
Pregnancy is wearing on me. Three and a half weeks left. It's depressing to think it's just three weeks of getting fatter. But chubby baby in mind (and I really have no choice) I plod on.
I got white dishes this week, that was my highlight of a weekend that was no weekend, as David worked all day Saturday and Sunday. We also had our good friends (it feels nice to say that) from Lumsden here over for supper. Lyndsey and her hubby and their daughter Hannah live down the road, and Amaris is in love with her little friend Hannah. I hear about it everyday. "Fun, Hannah, Park, Hannah play dollys, etc etc." It's very cute.
Amaris has been an angel the past couple days, mainly in the mornings. She is being sweet (randomly giving me hugs, how cute!) and listening well and we've had a couple mornings with NO temper tantrums!! It's amazing! Afternoons she's been a little grumpier but still pretty good!
Her talking is going like crazy, she says everything and is learning awesome sentances. Like, "Daddy, hold that man." (as she hands him a toy soldier she found at the park). It's melt my heart cute.
This week has been nothing but sun. It's glorious. I'm trying to enjoy it as much as possible before winter sets in (don't want to think about it)! We've been getting outside lots, the park twice a day and the yard once.
In Other News: My dear friend Katherine is expecting baby Mila hopefully this week to arrive! How exciting! I keep thinking about her and then that brings me to three weeks from now when it's my turn - women are incredible beings to deliver babies!

In Other News:
The ceramic flower pot on the top of my toilet fell off the other day. This was David's solution on what to do with the flowers after the pot broke. Thought I'd share what made me chuckle.

Made It Through

Well we made it another cold. It's amazing how often we get sick, I think Amaris has a cold radar, she picks up thinkgs like you wouldn't believe. The last post about her aweful miserable day, turned into an aweful, miserable night. She was up every two hours. Sick!
At least now I know why.
Anyways, David got sick, and so did I. Amaris and I had it the worst. I had a fever, and vomiting as well as an dreadful cold. David took two days off work to help, thank goodness!
On top of being sick we had renos all week, which means strangers invading my house every day for the past two weeks making napping impossible. It was a tough week.
I also had an hour of semi regular contractions while I was sick, which was a little stressful. All's well though! Amaris was a trooper while she was sick, except that first day. In fact, she went two days without a temper tantrum! A record!!

Daddy Touch Noseys

Well this week has had bad days and good days. Today was a very bad day. One of the worst in Amaris history. It involved a nearly consistant day long tantrum, complete with rolling on the floor screaming for hours in a row. Made me think she was sick, or something horrific must be going on to act like that. Apparently not, since this evening right before bed she was totally fine, dancing and jumping around as per norm.

I broke down at 3:45. Our landlords are doing a crumb load of renos to the house. 5 out of the past 8 days I have had hammers bang, saws sawing, and worker bees invading my place of rest. Amaris couldn't nap because of the house shaking everytime the nailgun went off. Which was every few seconds. That didn't help my attitude, or hers.

When David got home Amaris and I were both bawling. It was not a good day. I am getting so fed up with all the work around the house I want to swear and throw things. The reason the work is being done is a last ditch effort to sell the house, they are pushing for this month. Which just means if the renos WORK and the house SELLS we will have to move with a couple week old baby. Wow how fun.

Anyways, yesterday we went and fed the 'neighs' carrots. Amaris was pumped, but a little scared. It was very cute. She even touched one!
I keep hearing, "Daddy touch neigh, Daddy touch neigh noseys!" (nose-ees?)

Not A Slug

Today I need to remind myself that I am more than a slug.
An achy, irritable, uncomfortable, pregnant women with a toddler.

Today I sorted through our dresser, re-organized and re-folded all the clothes, showered, did my makeup (wonder of wonders) bathed Amaris, made pancakes for breakfast, walked with Amaris to the park (turtle pace, since I always let her walk there on her own two legs), froze at the park while we collected 'cold rocks' (Amaris' words not mine), slow walked home, got rained on, fed Amaris pineapple and cheese (what a weird combo), made a triple batch of banana bread (trying to freeze as much stuff as I can before baby gets here), and oh yes, did I mention I dealt with about 20 temper tantrums during all this?

All before 11:30. Now it's 11:56 and I've resorted to Barney parenting while I take a minute to relax. That still dosn't feel like the right word though.

The days have been long lately, I can't wait for the evenings and to breathe while David gets Amaris ready for bed, and then we relax together after we say goodnight to her.

I am so uncomfortable, I am having aweful ligament/muscle pain in my upper left leg, from stretching ligaments and lugging a 23 lb toddler around all day. It feels like I've run a marathon 24/7 and I can barely role over in bed. Which makes the 10 trips to the bathroom to pee at night painful AND annouying.

Okay I'm done whining. Thank God for an amazing husband who helps me always and quietly takes my frustration.

I can't imagine being a single mom!

Fall Clothes and Big Fovies

This week I've sorted through a few boxes of clothes, trying to find all the unisex newborn outfits I can (there isn't many!) and blankets and such. I've also sorted through Amaris clothes, it's amazing how fast she is growing. With sadness I pack away favorite shirts and pants, clothes I can no longer sqeeze her into. I keep wondering if I will ever get to use them again on another little girl?

Yesterday we found a large frog in our big pool, which we caught and put in her little pool for inspection. Amaris calls him the 'Daddy Fovy' or 'Heavy Fovy' since the frogs we usually find are smaller. In the picture where she is inspecting him, she's holding our pool thermometer, which has a frog on top that always gets kisses. I'm afraid he will never turn into a plastic prince, sorry love.

Little Prairie Town

Thought I'd share some scenes from around my little town.

The town is surrounded by dilapidated old barns, stone walls crumbling but still standing, bumpy dirt roads, and gazillions of wild sunflowers.

Crabby Apples

This week we picked crab apples, fed the geese again, had a DR. appointment (all is well) and went for lots of walks to the park. We are not sick, not teething, and nothing too dramatic is going on. Amazing isn't it. The weather has turned on us though, and we are donning sweaters and pants, and getting outside as much as possible before things get truly ugly! Hope you are enjoying the last whisps of summer as much as we are!