Danger Danger!

Today I finally got my lethargic pregnant ass off the couch to do something productive while I was home and started cleaning the bathroom. I got out all my supplies and began spritzing the tiles in the tub with the vinegar and water solution we were told we should use on our new and fancy tub.

So there I am, spritzing away, when suddenly the bottle comes from the nozzle and slams down into the tub and the vinegar and water come catapulting up out the top of the bottle and hit me right in the face. Right past my glasses and into my eyes! And I lost it!

My glasses flew one way, the rubber gloves I was wearing another as I rushed to the sink thinking "but I have to work, I don't have time to go to the hospital, oh what I wouldn't do for one of those eye washing thingies I remember in the labs in high school chemistry or shop class" and I splashed water into my eye as I tried to keep it open, knowing that that was what the thingy in the lab was supposed to do.

And that's when I realized... my eye didn't really hurt. So I stopped the water thing, dried my face, and realized I was... uh. fine.

I am sure though, that had I been using lysol, all the bad things that went through my head would have been warranted. Another reason to use less chemicals while cleaning! ;)

Going for a ride

Given Kiernan's love of buses and trains Eric came up with a great activity for us this weekend. We took the bus to the train, took the train its 12 minute route, came back and bused back to the car. Kiernan, backpack on the whole time, loved it and loudly insisted that mommy and daddy also say chugga chugga too too.

I dunno

When Kiernan had his two year appointment with the doctor last week she said "well it doesn't look like language is an issue", to which I chuckled and said no, and she said "and he probably gets at least one new word a week?" and I said "I would think at least that" but I realize I have no real concept because Kiernan talks so much that unless he says something unusual I'm not surprised he knows how to say it.

I have two current favourites of what he is saying. I already mentioned that he started saying things are his favourites in my last post, but now he's trying to really use the word in more complex ways. Last night at dinner he asked Eric and I very seriously "mommy. daddy. mommy daddy. who is my favourite?" Eric and I looked at each other thinking "uh oh. who does he love more?" and he proudly pounding his chest and announced "KIERNAN!" Super cute.

His other new thing is "I dunno" to most questions we ask him. He doesn't wait and think about whether or not he knows, he just says he doesn't know and then answers. So cute! I even got a video of it. He starts off a bit distracted but stay the course :)

June baby :)

You'd think that after my post all about "talking about it" I would be the kind of person who would share all my big news immediately. And yet, I'm a little more superstitious than I let on, and have a bit of a fear that if I share good news I'm just ASKING for bad things to happen.

So despite having found out over three weeks ago that I'm pregnant again (yay!) I haven't been ready to blog about it. But now - now that the nausea, the fatigue and moodiness have already begun to take over my entire existence - I'm ready to share that I'm 7.5 weeks pregnant (we think. harder to know because I didn't have a normal cycle the month before). So I can complain. ;)

Are you excited? That's right, amongst the cute stories of Kiernan you will now be overwhelmed (promises promises that suddenly I'll be reinpired to blog eh? :) with whining about how I'm going to gain 90 lbs because instead of craving vietnamese like last time, my cravings are for the much healthier poutine. Or how last night, for the second time this week, I fell asleep before Kiernan and slept for the night - who needs to do anything other than work and sleep?

Wish me luck. I'm feeling fairly positive that this pregnancy is here to stay, although I know it's still early and we never know. And despite this promise of whining, I actually think that I may be doing a bit better than I was at this stage with Kiernan. And you only need to listen to 33ish more weeks of this. Unless of course this baby decides to be late too :)

I'll leave you with a few of Kiernan's new favourite lines to keep things cute and fun :
" oh! That's my FAVOURITE!"
" I want to eat trick or trick mommy. I want to eat trick or treat"
"I do not like that song! I do not like that tv!"
"Again Dora as a kitty. Again Dora as a kitty" (because the ONLY thing Kiernan wants to watch on tv anymore EVER is the Halloween episode of Dora.)

And apparently Eric plans to blog his side of things too - so that promises to be far funnier than any of what I have to say :)

Sleeping babies are cute!

And Jenn from Life of the Roof's son Griffin is a finalist in the 5 minutes for Mom contest to win a bedroom set. Go on over and vote for #7 and help her win!!

Go! Now! Help others! It's a nice thing to do :)

No doubt about it

Fall is WAYYYY here.

Ma spider

A few weeks ago Miss Spider (or as Kiernan insists she's called, Ma Spider) came to Place d'Orleans. Kiernan was excited to see her, but was a bit nervous as the actual meeting. Daddy went with him which made it all a little more ok :)

Cloth diapers

I'm still not in the mood to blog lately... it's just not coming to me. But my fan has been complaining so I thought I'd tell you about a decision I made recently.

I've decided to attempt to switch Kiernan to cloth diapers.

Why this late in the game? A couple of reasons. One of the big ones is I've heard it's easier to toilet train a child in cloth diapers and Kiernan just seems to me like the type of kid to just decide to be toilet trained if given the right incentive (ie not feeling wet and icky). We'll see if I'm right. The other reasons are that we're selling them at the store now, and I'm all for personally trying and understanding the product so I can sell it better, and of course, the whole "it's better for the environment" thing ;)

So far we've gone through a few nights without any major mishaps. The biggest challenge will of course be the poo, but I have a feeling we'll overcome :) So wish us luck because I think this should be interesting.

Buses going to mommy's house

Kiernan loves buses. School buses. City buses. Short buses - whatever.

So every morning on the 10 minute drive to daycare we point out all the buses. "OH! ANOTHER SCHOOL BUS!" "OH, ANOTHER CITY BUS, EH MOMMY?"

This morning it expanded. Every bus that we saw that was going the opposite direction than we were going in was "SCHOOL BUS GOING TO MOMMY'S HOUSE. Eh mommy?" "OH! ANOTHER SCHOOL BUS GOING TO MOMMY'S HOUSE!"

I thought it was genius that he was making the connection about going towards our house or away from our house. Genius right? I knew it :)

Blogging

It seems like I am taking an unofficial break from blogging. I can't seem to find the motivation lately - despite having great fodder - like Kiernan turning two and being the chattiest and I think funniest kid I've ever met ;)

I'll try to get back into the swing of things I'm soon. I'm sure once I have my computer back from Future shop (is 2010 at this rate :P) then I'll post more often. Don't give up on me yet! :)

The advantages to having a blogging husband

Despite being completely uninspired to blog lately I can tell you about...

adventures in math
the toys of my husband's childhood and their fate as toys for our child
the genius that is my son

all without having to compose a word - Eric tells them better most of the time anyways ;)

Out for dinner

Last night Eric, Kiernan and I went out for dinner.

And you know what Kiernan had?

A grilled cheese sandwich, mashed potatoes and a glass of milk! And I didn't have to ask them to check the ingredients. And he slept through the night. Which (and I've been holding out on this for awhile now) makes me confident enough to say: the milk intolerance is over!!

Think the cheese will fatten him up? ;)

Next... soy. We're almost ready to try that one.

Happy happy joy joy joy! :)

Talking about it

Yesterday two things happened to me that you're not "supposed" to talk about.

1. I found out I was pregnant.
2. I had a miscarriage.

Both were hugely emotional, and both were things I wanted to talk about. Talking about things is pretty much the only way I know how to deal with emotions. If I don't talk about them, I ignore them, pretend they don't exist, until they come back one day to bite me in the ass and give me anxiety attacks, nightmares and emotion explosions.

So I shared (and am sharing further now). And I'm ok. I was very very happy, and then I was very scared, then I was sad, and now I feel ok.

I was lucky (if you can dare to call it that) that it all happened in one day and that I didn't have more time to really process the fact that I was pregnant. I struggle between feeling like I should be more sad and that I don't have the right to be sad because other people who have gone through this when they've been much further along had it so much harder.

I'm lucky that I know, and I think believe, all the things that people tell you when you have a miscarriage: it's probably for the best - these things often don't work out because there's something wrong; it's not your fault - you didn't do anything to make this happen.

And I'm lucky that I have this blog to air these thoughts on - trying to put my thoughts into words, no matter how jumbled, really helps me process the emotions I often prefer to ignore.

our store!

So I realized that I don't think I ever even announced on my blog that the STORE IS OPEN! OH MY GOD!! WE HAVE A STORE!

And it's awesome and it's great and we're exhausted because it's an awful lot of work and Vicky and I are covering off most of the shifts of a mall that is open 9:30-9pm 6 days a week and 11-5 on Sundays. But it's awesome and I'm happy. But a bit brain dead.

I'm hoping I'll soon have more time for blogging again. Thoughtful blogging. So stay tuned ;) Until then - look at our store! :) Isn't it pretty?

W is for wagon

We were at the park the other night and just as we were getting ready to go, this very cute little boy, about 18 months old, charged on over followed by his mom who had been over in the bigger park with her son, older son, and husband. She was Asian - I don't know where from, but she spoke English quite well, but with an accent (this is relevant to the story ;)

So, it's time for us to go and we'd already been prompting Kiernan to get back in the wagon for the ride home. So he runs over to the wagon and hollers over to us "Tiernan go in the wagon!"

And the woman looks at me in disbelief. "He just said a sentence! How old is he?"

So I tell her that he's almost two, and yes, he's quite advanced with his language skills.

She starts telling me how her older son only started talking at two, and how her younger son, at 18 months old only had a few words.

And so I said again "ya, he's really ahead with talking." and something like "oh kids... they're all so different aren't they?"

But she's not ready for that to be the answer. "Did you put him in some kind of training?"

"Um, no"

"He just picked it up? You didn't work with him?"

"Well... we talk to him a lot and tell him stories and sing songs...."

"But he speaks so well, I think you must have taught him with some special program"

"No..."

"He just picked it up? My son at two only said a few words. Babies only say a few words at two, they don't talk in sentences"

By now, I'm just not sure what else to say anymore so fortunately her 18 month old ran off and she had to chase after him. I'm sure that (this is where it gets relevant) that she must be teaching her kids two languages at the same time which always slows down the speed that kids start talking but it was her unwillingness to just believe that some kids naturally talk earlier that I didn't know what to do with.

Or, I mean, send your kid to my house for my special learn to talk early program - only $499.99 ;)

Medic in training

Scene: Mommy getting Kiernan for bed and going to sit in rocker to read a book. Mommy stubs her toe (as she is want to do) and says "ow"
Kiernan: Mommy ok?
Mommy: Ya, mommy's ok.
Kiernan: *pause* Mommy need a bandaid?

Watch out...

Scene: Bed time. Daddy holding Kiernan and mommy leans in for a hug.
Kiernan: watch out...
Mommy: watch out for what?
Kiernan: watch out for Tiernan
Mommy and Daddy: okay....
Mommy leans in for a hug, Kiernan leans back and gives mommy a head butt.

I supposed I WAS warned.

Wordless Wednesday : yummy timbit

Twilight - a sort of book review

I bought this book from the teen section because I'd heard despite it being young adult, it was so amazing that adults everywhere were reading it - and since I haven't heard that since Harry Potter, and I love Harry Potter, I was willing to check it out.


I am now obsessed. I couldn't put it down until it was done (that's the problem with a young adult book, I got through it far too quickly) and I was so enamored with the characters that I can't stop thinking about them. (Vicky called me while I was reading and it took me almost 5 minutes to come out of the reverie of reading the book to have a coherent conversation with her, and I don't think that's ever happened to me before).

Now I'm watching the trailor to the movie that is coming out this Fall repeatedly and reading the author's web site and refusing to let myself buy the next book in the series because I'm just too busy right now. Now I just have to stop myself from reading the whole book over again!

I recommend it, but, have a lot of time ready just in case you get as obsessed as me ;)

The things he's been saying

Kiernan amazes me daily with the new things he's constantly saying - here are a few words and conversations that have stood out recently

* He likes to use the name of who he's talking to at the end of each sentence. "what's that over there mummy?" "go downstairs daddy" "go in the car mummy and daddy" but as he gets more excited words start to blend together and/or he's not paying attention as to who he's talking to and this starts to happen "go on the slide mumdy?" or my ultimate favourite "go on the slide dummy?"

*He gets in, out, under, etc pretty well. "Oh! A zebra in the 'puter!" "Oh! bubbles in the 'puter!" "Oh! My slide in the backyard" (he's always excited by what he sees like when we were driving in montreal and he exclaimed for at least 20 houses in a row. "Oh! another big house!"

* Conversation while changing a dirty diaper:
Me: Where do big boys go poo Kiernan?
Kiernan: In da potty
Me: Where does Kiernan go poo?
Kiernan:....
Me: Is Kiernan a big boy?
Kiernan: Nope
Me: boo

* He's picked up on the fact that we quiz him everywhere we go so he's taken on both roles
"What's that? a flower. What's that? a puzzle? Who's that? grandpapa. Who's that? mommy" Less work for us :)

* He's really getting possessives and it's so cute. We get a lot of "My do it" and "my go outside"
or "No! Kiernan's 'puter!" (which, um, no. get away from my 'puter child. ;)