Soooo grood!

Oftentimes I find myself inspired to write about the trials and tribulations of toddler wrangling, but this week I've just been totally and absolutely enamoured with Judah's current phase. I find myself repeating "I love you!" "You are sooo smart!" and "You did that all by yourself!? AMAZING!" all day long. I'm starting to feel like those motivational stickers you'd get on math tests in grade three. I just can't help it!

This week Judah....

Put his shoes on by himself, without prompting - MIND BLOWING.
Walked up all 14 stairs of our staircase and then said "Good work me!" - ADORABLE
Told me he had meat, cheese and water on his pizza for dinner - HILARIOUS
Let us shampoo his hair without screaming like a banshee - MIRACULOUS 
When I asked him what he was thinking about at bedtime, said , "You." - HEART MELTING

Sure, he also did a huge load in his diaper in the library the one (ok, maybe not one) time I failed to bring the diaper equipment. And yes, he did shove his hand way down my cleavage in H&M followed by maniacal laughter which caused hordes of shoppers to see more of my chest than my physician at a physical. And yes, he did wake me up with the words "I pick nose mommy!" at least once this week, but he also snuggled with me when we were both sick, told me "I wuv woo", and chose to hold my hand and walk rather than be carried so, "mommy can carry baby", twice tonight. 

I love Judah at every age and stage, but right now it's so easy to enjoy him too - to be stunned at how amazing he is, and how totally awesome it is that he is ours. 

I wuv woo Judah - so glad you are exactly you. 


6 months!

Here we are, 24 weeks of pregnancy complete! Can I get a woop-woop?!

Where are we now?

Things that are kind of crummy: 

Having major guilt whenever I eat anything sugary, fatty or otherwise unhealthy. It's not bad enough to stop me from eating those things, but still...

Having major guilt when I take a bath with water that is anything above a temperature ranging from tepid to lukewarm. I lay in the tub with my hips up so baby won't get too hot. It's not that relaxing. My mom assures me she had scalding hot baths all through her pregnancies with us...
I think that explains a lot about my math aptitude.  

Having major guilt about being too tired to haul Judah around town or up the stairs to bed at night...or to stay up past 10 pm to chat with Luke... Let's just sum up this section by saying major guilt is beginning to define this stage of the pregnancy.

Charlie horses in my calves upon waking up. They aren't nearly as frequent or bad as when I was pregnant with Judah, but I still get the odd one.

Creepy, vivid dreams. First they were vivid in a fun way, now they are a vivid in a trying to find missing siblings, plane crashes and murders of loved ones kind of way :|

Things that are awesome:

Baby is officially viable as an outdoor baby. Heaven forbid there was some reason for her to be born this super early, but if she was, there is a good chance of her surviving - albeit really skinny-like.

I have a great appetite, I sleep like the dead, and I'm happy. Bye bye mood swings, hello ice cream!

Baby is big enough that I can poke around and feel what I think is the head/ bum or an arm/magic wand. It's amazing.

Baby continues her crazy acrobatics, especially after I eat. It's like a restaurant review in-utero.
When the food is good she does nice gentle waves, when it's bad she jumps with pointed toes on my bladder. Good times!


Cravings this month?


Crackers and cheese



She's morphed from a heartbroken teenager into an orthotics-wearing retiree. 

Judah's thoughts on baby now?

He'll ask "uppy" of daddy because, "mommy uppies baby."

He likes to hold the new baby clothes up to his face, tilt his head and say "baaaay-beeeeee" in the cutest imaginable voice.

For the most part he ignores the existence of my ever growing girth and the increasing pile of baby goods in the office closet. I can't blame him. If someone started talking to me about some great new thing 6 months ago and then never produced said super- great thing, I'd be getting dubious too.


Design Freak: We like to paint stuff black

It's Saturday! 
My initial plan for the day had involved travelling a couple hours to Toronto to celebrate my sister's 25th with her and my sibs. Plans changed and we ended up having a party here in London last night. So suddenly I had a whole Saturday with no plans- AMAZING! I quickly remedied the situation by making an ambitious to do list for the day.

To do:

1. Buy a lot of black paint and paint as much furniture as I can black. Namely, the mismatching patio furniture and the hand-me-down telephone table. It's cute, but pastel blue and floral isn't my thing. 

Much better...

#2. Go apple picking. Try very hard not to eat them all before leaving... 

#3. Conquer the corn maze with four good- looking guys. 

#4. Have a crazy fast wagon ride.

#5. Start a new trend... upside down sunglasses with an ice cold glare anyone?

Mission accomplished. 


The week that was!

The past week has been a busy one!

Luke returned to school today (boo), his parents and Nico moved to London earlier this week (yay!), we camped, we dined, we slept... well, not so much on the sleeping bit actually.

Judah has developed a semi-habitual nightmare/ night terror habit. The first time it happened we were at a family reunion in Ottawa. All three of us were sharing a comfy bed when Judah woke up shouting and then proceeded to slap Luke squarely across the face, seemingly while still asleep. Admittedly, it was kind of funny... alright I may have laughed loudly...for an extended period... Now, however, the humour of the situation has begun to wear thin.

Last night was something like sharing a bed with a 30 pound cat...who has just fallen in a bathtub... four times over. Each time Judah would "wake up" (he was actually asleep throughout) he would flail wildly, in any and all directions, shouting "No! Go Away!! I do it!!!" etc. Each time we would try and soothe him, which in turn would lead to an escalation of shouting and thrashing about. At one point Luke set him outside of the bed- so he could stop inflicting us with toddler blows- at which time Judah pulled some art off the wall and found a curtain rod under our bed- for real. I may need to sleep with a fencing mask from now on. Finally, when he was actually awake enough he would ask "uppy?" and snuggle back down to sleep. 

After doing some research this evening, I've found that going to bed too late can be a trigger of said night terrors in toddlers. And summertime life can be a trigger for going to bed too late. So, beginning tonight, Jude is back to his old, autumnal, bedtime. Bathtime, storytime, snuggles and lights out all by 8 o'clock. We'll see how this goes...

I've also learned that trying to soothe the person having the night terror will only prolong it. Good to know. Tonight, and in future nights when Judah makes his way to our room to have his wild and crazy fits, I will lie still and pretend I am dead. Or is that for bears? This should be interesting.

Now a photo recap of happier times...in the daylight...when we weren't sleep deprived!

We went camping this weekend!

 Judah was really into the waves this time. 
Here he is about to ingest a liter of Lake Huron up his nose.

He was also really into making train tracks in the sand with his train engine.
His train engine is camera shy...

Then an ominous cloud rolled in.
And it rained...
and rained...

So we tarped off our site, made eggs...

put our cheese on a pick-up truck and got cozy to wait it out.

"Camping is still fun- even when you can't feel your fingers."

"I lied! I'm freezing people! Either wrap me in a sleeping bag or take me home! Also, I zipped my head into the door."
So we went home a day early. 
This was good as it allowed Judah time to do some repairs to our car tires- with a plastic saw. 

"I'm sorry ma'am but that'll be 350 dollars and I also need you to change my diaper."

And that's our week that was!


Blog Love!


I'm just finishing up an epic 5 day weekend (is that still considered a weekend?) and I really need to get to bed, a.) because I have to be up at 6:30 to get my work day going and
b.) because I just bought the final book in the Steig Larsson trilogy and I've pretty much spent the last two days dead to the world while I become totally absorbed... so I don't actually want to sleep... I just want to read about people with long Swedish names eating cheese sandwiches and solving crime...

However, I did want to get on here first to share some blog love!! I'm so excited to be one of the featured blogs for the month of September over at one of my fave blogs...The Vintage Wife! Cedar, the fabulous writer, chef, mom, crafter behind this blog never ceases to amaze. She reads, bakes, cooks, trims her own bangs, looks after her beautiful four month old and still finds time to blog about it!!! Check out her site- it's as fantabulous as she!

Some of my other favourite blogs this month?

The Danny/Gwyneth Project...because it's freaking hilarious!

Ohhh Lulu - because everything Sarah makes is BEAUTIFUL! And she's getting married this weekend. I'm getting crazy excited and I'm just one of her readers!


Family Chic- because this woman is a crafty genius and she's already started creating for Halloween! Yay!!

And a worthy non-blog mention...

One World Birth a site devoted to starting a revolution back to real, women-empowering birth experiences. Do watch the videos and do some reading, it's well worth it!