the nesting phase

I am slightly more prepared for the imminent arrival of Miss Anna today than I was yesterday.  I did a bunch of cooking yesterday afternoon and now have a freezer almost full of casseroles.  Then today Mom and I went out and purchased the neccessities* for the home birth.  I even pulled out the baby clothes.  Mostly to see if I had newborn diapers stashed away (I didn’t) but you know, now that I dragged the bin down it might as well stay in the house.  It’s currently residing in the hall, along with the crib and another bin of little cloth diapers.  So if she decides to arrive TODAY, the clothes might not be in a dresser, but they ARE accessible! 

I mean, do they really need to be washed?  How different things are when it’s the third…

This random bout of nesting has been brought to you by my mid-wife, who seemed slightly shocked that I wasn’t even a little bit prepared and gently encouraged me to get out the pool from the shop this weekend.  The pool that has a slow leak that needs to be fixed before it could even be considered for the birth.  We’re hopeful that this time around we’ll put water in it.  Assuming, of course, we fix the leak.

She also encouraged me to find some diapers and receiving blankets at a bare minimum.  Unfortunately I gave away all the newborn diapers and I turned all my receiving blankets into rags for the kitchen so I had to buy some of those, too.

Expensive, this reproducing.

I also managed to score 3m of fabric for the mural I have planned for the kid’s new room for cheap.  Wash baby clothes?  Not that high on my list of things to do, but design and prepare a completely useless mural from fabric?  ON IT. 

Now all I need to do is, oh nevermind, the list is pretty flippin’ long.

*although, judging by my last experience I’m debating how neccessary they are considering I used none of it.  Then gave it all away.  And now I’m buying it all again.

unintentional break

I know I just sort of dropped off the face of the blog-earth there.  Steve spent last week on the West Coast Trail doing bridge inspections, so I was on my own with the kidlets.  My hat is off to single parents. 

I’ve also been mad busy.  MAD.  Meeting after meeting, on top of the whole about to have a baby any day now thing.  I’m worn out.  I have bouts of nesting, but mostly I’m just tired.  Everything is overwhelming and it seems like there is a million things to do.  This is typical for me in the last weeks of a pregnancy, judging by the archives, but it doesn’t get my kitchen floor clean or that trip to the grocery store taken of.

At any rate, tired or not I did manage to scratch off a few items on the old “To Do” list, including painting Callum’s room and begining the rearranging process for when Claire moves in there.    I’m taking suggestions on how to cram two single beds, two dressers, the toyboxes and some place to store books.   Bunk beds are out, the kids are too small, not that that has stopped me from considering the bunk bed route.  The reality is that everything isn’t going to fit in there but maybe you’ve seen some sort of cool storage device for small spaces I need to know about?!

The weather out in these parts has been spectacular, so we are trying to get outside to play, or to the beach for a make-shift picnic.  And we took a day-trip to Victoria to visit the Royal BC Museum and the Victoria Bug Museum.  The bug museum was amazing, mostly because our guide in that tiny little room was amazing.  The kids loved it, Callum said the cockroaches were his favorite part.  That kid even pet a tarantula!  Definite must do again although I’ve heard it is hit-or-miss and really boils down to getting a great guide.

Ramble, ramble.  Hopefully I’ll get my energy up this week and do some more regular posting.

Everyday::I Blame The Olympics

first we bobsled...

then we ski jump...

Everyday::The Harvest

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happy farmer

Today we harvested our pea sprouts we planted a couple of weeks ago.  I’m assuming this is when you eat pea sprouts because I honestly have no idea but I’m pretty sure if we continued to wait we’d soon have peas… 

These  guys got thrown into our shrimp stirfry for dinner.  If I don’t post for a couple of days, send help, I may have poisoned the family by eating these things.   Or maybe that white mouldy looking stuff on some of the seeds is deadly…

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Total aside, I do enjoy how a series of photographs like this can paint me as this super Mom that should be featured in a magazine article -  Mom Feeds Family With Pea Sprouts Planted on Window Sill.  When in reality this harvesting took about 45 seconds and I spent most of the afternoon lying on the couch reading a book.  In my own defence, I did the laundry too. AND made dinner (which took about 20 minutes, but hey!  Dinner!  Served!).

Everyday::Sleeping

sleeping

I was moving stuff around in the living room this morning (well, between reading my book and lounging around I was moving stuff around) and the kids decided to use this shelf as a bunk bed.

I considered moving it upstairs to their room.  Considerably cheaper than buying two twin sized beds. 

Everyday::Cereal for dinner

Auntie San came out for a quick visit today.  She is actually in our neck of the woods for the Olympics as she has tickets to Canada vs. US men’s hockey on Sunday.  Bet there are some jealous people out there now!  Although I am not one of them.

Another crazy beautiful day and while that is not so good for the Olympics it is lovely for ME, so we went to the beach to show off, and have a feast of a picnic lunch.

another beautiful day at the beach. IN FEBRUARY.

Then we came home and lazed around in the yard for awhile before sitting down to a home-made dinner of cereal (what?  it was poured into the bowl at home) followed by a movie with Papa. 

movie time!

Kinda a nice way to spend a Friday.  It’s too bad Papa didn’t work half-days everyday.  I could get used to this.