The do's and don'ts...

The do's and don'ts of pregnancy,

VIA the expectant father:

*disclaimer: this is my interpretation of what they think... some of these things may or may not have been said by Kyle*

-DO NOT tell me when you might be ovulating... it kind of ruins the whole thing

-DO tell me when you find out that you are pregnant, but leave out the whole peeing part

-DO rub your belly and other...cough... northern areas with that weird belly butter

-DO talk about how your belly and other... cough... northern areas are getting bigger, but leave out the obsessing of flabby arms, face, and thighs, how many times must I remind you that you are supposed to be getting bigger?

-DO NOT eat a humongous plate of fried chicken and chili cheese fries and then tell me you feel sick, bloated, and fat

-DO invite me to your appointments

-DO NOT be offended if I do not go to said appointments

-DO think it is cool when I frame a large picture of the ultrasound with the word BOY and an arrow and place it on my desk for all to see

-DO NOT get crazy mad when I refuse to go out for the 3rd time to get that OTHER one thing that you must eat immediately

-DO NOT be grumpy when I wake you up multiple times during the night to tell you that you are sleeping in a bad position for the baby

-DO buy attractive... not cheesy, maternity clothes

-DO remember that when you ask for a foot massage that I have also been on my feet all day and would not mind one afterwards

-DO NOT let your "shiny, luscious" hair clog up the shower drain... its gross

-I DO NOT understand morning sickness and the the words "I have to eat NOW" so chill out when I am in the middle of playing XBOX with my friend

-DO NOT pressure me into picking a name as soon as we find out the gender. We have until the day of, right?

-DO remember that the day of scares the crap out of me almost as much as it does you, so do not be worried when I look like I am going to pass out in the delivery room

-DO NOT be upset when I leave 2 hours after the baby is born. They were doing baby tests, you were sleeping, and I was STARVING... plus, I got you a gift while I was out!

Good day... bad day...

Last week I received a letter from the "CASE PROCESSING CENTRE from Citizenship and Immigration Canada" saying that I have been found eligible to apply for permanent resident status and I will receive a letter with my interview date. It sounds like it doesn't mean much, but basically they approved me. So, I have been planning on waiting 3-6 weeks to get another letter for my official interview AND it came today!!! My interview is November 19th and I am super excited!!!!! Many of you are probably wondering why I would be excited. Well, being a permanent resident means that I can work if I wish, go to school as a resident vs. international student (pukingly expensive), have my health coverage extended... it totally expires November 25th so it is great timing, get a super cool black and white Alberta driver's license, become a dual-citizen (because WHY NOT?) if we are still here in a few years, AND... the very best part of all- I can leave the country whenever the heck I want to visit UTAH and not worry about the border!!! That makes planning a Christmas vacay less stressful.

Ok, so on to my not so good news of the day. The people who ran into our jeep, who VERY NICELY (seriously, no sarcasm) left a note saying that they would pay for the fixes/didn't want to go through insurance and have been working with us while we get quotes and such... now informed us today that they don't want to pay the 500 bucks it takes to fix the bumper (they have no problem fixing the fender) and they don't want us to fix it and just take 200 bucks cash... WAIT a sec... pretty sure you hit us!!! I mean, the jeep goes in Friday- they couldn't have told us 2 weeks ago when they got copies of the quotes??? Geez... I talked to the wife today and tried to tell her that it wasn't just some "tiny scratch" that isn't "a big deal" (she has never even seen our jeep- it was her husband that hit us). I just told her that Kyle would call her husband later... apparently I come across as a huge pushover and Kyle has no problem just telling them that if they have a problem paying, they can go through insurance like normal people. Anywho, you tell me if it is some tiny scratch. I think you can click on the pic and make it bigger:

I am not quite done venting yet... today Deakon has figured out that he needs to CLIMB everything!!! It is driving me nuts. While I was on the phone talking to crazy-lady he climbed a big bookshelf to get some stupid beef jerky sticks (gross!) and fell. Before that, he thought it would be a good idea to climb the shelves in the linen closet to get to our "get ready" shelf and get out all of my jewelery and Kyle's face grooming stuff (aka SHARP scissors). Am I lucky that he waited until 2 years and 7 1/2 months to become a full blown monkey... or am I just in trouble??? Oh little boy... the day will come soon for your first stitches...

Baby gender news: ONE WEEK FROM TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!

18 weeks...

18 weeks tomorrow!!!

yahoo!

do not ask for pictures... MAYBE when i actually look prenant and not like a bowl full of jelly.

:)

Maybe I've gone too far? Nah...

I love old pictures!!!

I spent all afternoon looking for old pics... mainly of Kyle. I found a few and decided to put a few of mine up to see if Deakon really does look exactly like Kyle OR if there is a little bit of me in there?

Angi- 6 weeks:

Angi's First Birthday:

Collage (sp?) up to about 18 months. Don't ask what the heck I was doing. My mom let me have my picture file when I was 12 and this was my GOOD idea of scrapbooking. :) People wonder why I don't scrapbook... Oh, and my mom was so mad that I cut the pictures and chucked the rest, including backgrounds WITH other siblings. My bad...

My sister, Sarah, and I. I was about 6:

Angi, age 7:

Kyle- a few days old:

Kyle, 3 months:

Kyle's First Birthday:

Kyle and his dad. When I first saw this picture I seriously could not believe how much Kyle looks like his dad. I think Steve was about 30 in this picture and it could definitely be Kyle... When I first met Kyle's parents I was convinced that he looked more like his Mom. Not anymore!

Kyle and his Papa Joe:

Kyle at Halloween, he thinks maybe he was 7 or 8:

Kyle, age 16. Check out that "I am freaking awesome" look he has going:

Kyle, age 17. He is really looking like a man here... poor high school girls. Ha ha ha, just kidding:

Kyle, age 19 or 20:

Little Kyle...

Is this Kyle and his dad?

OR...

could it be Deakon and Kyle with a mustache?

Can't beat this rockin' Smurf outfit. Kyle was killing it in 1982.

Halloween... I want to say 1983, with Kyle being 3 1/2.

Bret, Kyle and some cousins... Kyle told me which ones they were, I just forget (don't hate me...)

Royal Tyrell Museum!!! aka DINOLAND

This past Saturday we drove an hour and a half into the middle of nowhere hoping to find dinosaurs and a mini grand canyon stuck in the prairie. What is this magical place? Oh, just the Royal Tyrrell Museum. Justin and Jenn had asked us to go before (sad that the couple with no kids would think of something fun) but we didn't have a chance until now. I was so glad that we did. Deakon liked it for the most part, but it was a bit slow moving (lots of reading, not enough action!) and after about 40 minutes he wanted out of his stroller (definitely not happening at this place, he would be gone like Flash and we would never see him again). I personally loved it! It was so interesting and I hope maybe we can go again in a year when Deakon is older and can listen and stay with us... don't you dare tell me that I am in a fantasy land, 3 years is much easier than 2, right??? I had to include about a billion pictures (some not so good because the lighting was so dim) so enjoy!

On the drive:

On of the first rooms you pass is this cool kids room where these vacuums suck up the foam balls and shoot them across the room. After such a long drive, it was heaven on earth for both Deakon and us.

It is so crazy how big some dinosaurs were:

Deakon had decided that he was sick of me taking pictures and started covering his face:

HUGE croc they found in South America:

Googily alien pics:

Jenn, Kyle, and Justin:

I asked Justin to take a picture on us... maybe it was not such a good idea, on both parts. :)

Couple shot number 2... I decided to just stop after that...

The loverly Jenn and Jo-jo:

Is this not the nastiest fish you have ever seen?

My fav:

Giant mammoth and saber tooth:

Beautiful surroundings:

My silly boys:

We had a great time! Thanks for inviting us P-rudens.

Fetus update: I felt the baby move for the first time on the 13th! Only 2 weeks and 2 days until the ULTRASOUND!!!! My belly is getting bigger everyday. Take our poll at the top right if you haven't already!

Let it snow?

HONESTLY.. . have you ever seen a happier little boy???

We woke up to a winter wonderland Tuesday morning and Deakon was so excited, but it was so cold so I kept him occupied with other things. Wednesday morning when we got even more, I could deny the boy no more. We ate breakfast, bundled up, and went out to shovel the driveway. I have never seen Deakon so excited. I could barely get him to come in after an hour and had to bribe him with hot chocolate. I had such a great day yesterday. We got so much accomplished because of all of my new-found energy (which is gone today- bah). After snow and cocoa, we ran errands for a few hours, made carrot spice muffins, chatted it up with my sister, cleaned the whole kitchen and I even did my hair straight. WOW... Kyle was quite amazed when he got home. :) I have all of these fun pictures so enjoy:

Drinking the promised hot chocolate:

Love the 'stache:

Carrot spice muffins... after the cream cheese frosting was sucked down:

Now, for some older news. A week ago I had my first real doctor's appointment (almost 16 weeks... yes, don't ask about the problems I was having- whoever said that free health care was the best didn't try to find a family doctor in Cochrane) I was really excited and after losing 9 pounds by 12 weeks, I was happy to have gained 3.5 back. So, we had this very long appointment because of a new nurse and by the middle Deakon was SO bored that I let him take pictures with my camera. Little did I remember that part of the appointment left me fairly exposed... Luckily, Deakon's fingers were in the way of about 30 of the pictures he took so no real problems. :) He did take these 2 so I thought I would put them in. Checking out mom on the table:

Listening to the baby's heartbeat. This was the day that I have really started thinking that it might just be a girl... maybe it was the fast heart rate, OR perhaps the fact that I keep seeing my newest niece in all sorts of cute, girly clothes and I wish to play dress up also.

Here is a little Halloween preview... besides yesterday with the snow, last Saturday was Deakon's best day EVER when we went to Walmart and picked out a costume. It was between a ninja turtle and spiderman... Oh, please ignore the white trash rip in our couch- no, it wasn't Deakon, it was actually Uncle Bret! You naughty big uncle. Deakon has sported his costume for several hours a day all week. You better believe that I am not spending 25 bucks on some cheap little thing just to use it the day of. Love you little spidey.

Last week, we made some yummy chocolate chip cookies. Here is my little kitchen helper:

Now for some randoms. Deakon's new little Mohawk haircut. Eva put some blue gel in for fun. Too bad I couldn't get a decent picture.

I walked into this after putting Deakon down for a nap. It cracked me up.

Hopefully it won't take me so long to update again. I was just sent some super cute pictures of Kyle when he was younger that I can't wait to post. Stay tuned for an 80's flashback!