I am exhausted and frustrated with wordpress, as per usual for me. I do not find this site user friendly nor overly helpful. By no means am I a PC genius but I do know how to navigate my way around websites and programs and I consider myself and intermediate PC user. I have managed to walk people through more difficult programs over the phone, so I should be able to figure this out. I can’t for the life of me get my flickr account widget up in my sidebar or a pregnancy counter widget in my side bar either. I am considering changing my blog URL to something a little bit more user friendly as I don’t have the patience to try to figure this out anymore.

I am exhausted from cleaning our old place with my fiance today and from sitting in positions that my pregnant body isn’t used to. I find that I have less and less energy and that I am out of breath from going stairs or walking up a small incline or hill. My mom says that this is completely normal and I will get used to it but will proceed the bigger I get. I can’t wait. I have approximately 15 weeks or so until this baby is here and it seems like not very much time at all. The nursery is the next thing on our list of things to do. I have to decide on what furniture and in what color scheme. I have my decor (which I have already purchased) and color scheme already to go.

I am glad that Christmas is over. Our Christmas was okay, not exactly what I envisioned but for our 1st Christmas in our own place without being with his family or mine we did the best we could. I hate fighting but I assume that is normal with the time of year, my emotional state of being and our moving directly before Christmas. We had my dad over for Christmas dinner and he spent the night. On Christmas Eve we went to Butchart Gardens to enjoy the light display. If you ever find yourself in Victoria, BC no matter what time of year it’s worth the $20 to go. I will hopefully get the pictures up if I can ever get my flickr widget working. My whole problem is I have a code from flickr which I am supposed to copy and paste in my website where I want it to appear. On the flickr widget on wordpress I am supposed to copy my RSS Feed which apparently is at the bottom of my flickr homepage which is no where to be found and it will no accept my long ass code.

*If there is anyone out there who has any words of wisdom regarding my flickr and side bar issue, please drop me a comment. Your help will be greatly appreciated.


An Un Merry Christmas

That’s what this Christmas is starting out to be. We moved in alright and are pretty much settled we have a few boxes to unpack and a lot of stuff needs to be organized, but other than that were pretty much settled. Even to the point of my fiance and I fighting on Christmas Eve. I don’t wanna be downstairs because he is down there and going home isn’t a viable option, my dad is coming over tomorrow and the ferries are probably nuts tight now. I know nobody in this town so I feel pretty much trapped here. Merry Christmas to me.

It happened again…

Yet another Saturday morning when I woke up with a charlie horse in my right calf. WTF? This time I wasn’t able to stop it from cramping up by scrunching my toes in a tight ball it morphed into a full on charlie horse complete with pain, tears and my waking up my fiance that it hurt so bad. The only thing that got rid of it was him massaging my calf. It lasted at least 5 minutes and this time it happened at the ungodly hour of 5:30am!

You think I would learn. After a little research on Google and Wikipedia I learned that dehydration and hormonal imbalances can contribute to charlie horses and pregnant women (a hormonal imbalance in its self) are more susceptible as well. Will I ever learn? If there are 2 things I have learned so far since getting pregnant is:

-Drink lots of water

-Fibre truly is your friend


My ass is numb. That was all I could think/not feel my last hour of work from sitting in a chair most of the day.  And here I sit again to surf the internet and write this post. I am beyond a horrible blogger with infrequent posts. This is my place to express myself and why I set up this blog, yet I don’t post as much. I think of great posts at the most inopportune times, while drifting off to sleep, while walking to work, at work etc. I thought of a great one this morning and I lost it… Well here I am expressing myself.

I am very stressed out at the moment. 2 1/2 weeks ago in a 24-hour period we had some life changes take place.

-We adopted a cat from the local SPCA

-I found out my contract wasn’t being renewed at work

-We found out we were moving as a military house became available

Most of these are good except the work thing as I was counting on making X amount of $ before I went on maternity leave in March and I don’t know who wants to hire a 6 month plus pregnant women who will be going on mat leave. Seems like a waste of their time and mine. This means I will be making 45% less than I anticipated for 2 months as I will be going on EI (Employment Insurance) earlier than I had intended. This also means my claim is only good for 52 weeks (which normally starts when the baby is born) and I will be going back to work (where I don’t know) when my baby is approximately 9 months old; which means I will miss a whole bunch of milestones in that 3 month period.

Our cat is a blessing and I am so happy to have her.

Moving right before Christmas??? Well moving period is stressful enough added to this time of year (I hear the suicide rates go up this time of year; I wonder why?) which is also stressful enough itsself. Not to mention the pressure to buy and wrap presents, and make an effort for everything else that goes along with this time of year. I couldn’t be more stressed. And let’s not forget the pregnancy, the cold I have, and the less than ideal working situation I have with a not pleasant co-worker. This is not making for a fun Christmas.

I don’t blog about a lot of stuff in my life regularly; which you know if you stop by here now and then. We chose to move before Christmas as opposed to after as we both want to be settled before Christmas instead of having to move on Dec 31st/Jan 1st. We are leaving our one bedroom condo for a 3 bedroom townhouse the extra room will be nice to have after living in our current place. So don’t be surprised if I am not around much in the next week or so.

I will be creating a Flickr account as a favorite blogger of mine had pictures of children stolen and the only way in which to view them is to have an account. I don’t like idea of Flickr as it seems like a lot of work (I don’t know this for a fact, it is just an extra account to maintain) however, it is a reason to upload a bunch of scenic shots of places I have vacationed and of the beautiful place where I live British Columbia. You won’t be seeing any headshots of me, as I want to remain anonymous. I am undecided if I will post pictures of my baby once s/he is born.

Happy Weekend to all of you! I am off to a weekend of packing and Christmas shopping.  

Wordless Wednesday

I can’t believe this is my belly at 22 weeks and 5 days:


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I am a bad blogger. I didn’t manage to keep up with NaBloPoMo not even write weekly at one point. My excuse? I am lazy. I shouldn’t be, seeing as nothing disappoints me more when I go to my favorite blogs to see that they haven’t been updated for awhile. I am amazed at the some of the posts that these women manage to to write. Impressive. I just write about the usual daily stuff that comes to mind.

Lets take today for example. So far I have managed to to get up with a cold induced headache, attempt to make myself go to work, give the cat a scratch behind the ears and walk in cat puke. After cleaning that up I didn’t think going to work was such a good idea. Had I not gotten out of bed and just gone right back to sleep, I would’ve had a nice deep sleep that I was awoken from by the alarm. But then the cat puke still would’ve welcomed me me when I ventured out of the bedroom. (My fiance being long gone to work by now) So I cleaned up cat puke, noted that maybe we had fed her too many treats last night had a glass of juice and went back to bed. Bad idea. I start to feel nauseous my self, not just the cat. I figured it was my sinuses so I decided to go into the steaming bathroom to steam out my sinuses. Nope not that, I myself got sick. This is the 1st time I have thrown up since I have been pregnant. Realizing by the lack of substance aside from orange juice that I must have gotten sick because I had an empty stomach and I had not eaten dinner at all last night. I went to the doctor’s after getting home and proceeded to snack here and there, bad idea. So I toasted an English muffin with nothing on it, had a few bites of a banana and some water watched a little of Regis and Kelly and went back to bed. I haven’t been able to get back to sleep. Which I know is pissing the cat off. Everytime I get up out of bed or adjust the bed she gives me this look that says “Piss off, I need my beauty sleep.”

I must say I love having the cat a around. She is a little princess and is tiny to boot. She is only 7.3 lbs. She hardly eats. But she does love her treats. I can’t go into the kitchen without her running in and meowing her pretty little head off. Last night I was getting myself a Benadryl ( I have been told by the pharmacist this is safe to take during pregnancy) and I dropped it on the floor because I was laughing so hard while trying to get it out of it’s child/adult proof packaging and the stupid cat would’ve eaten the thing had I not stopped her. Because of this, I gave her more treats. (I know what your thinking, what kind of mother will I be if I can’t say even no to my cat) I will not indulge her anymore, as she will probably be sick and I will be the one cleaning it up.

Well today’s post has proven to be about nothing and my cat. I think I will go clean the bathroom now. We are moving one week from today. And I can’t stand to let the bathroom go yet another day even though it will have to cleaned when we vacate our apartment. I am not to thrilled to be moving right before Christmas; however I would rather be in the new place before Christmas than after.