Friday, 30 May 2014

She's Here!

Our sweet baby girl arrived on her due date, May 27 at 9:30 am. She was 3 kgs. I promise I will post her birth story and some pics next week!

Monday, 26 May 2014

Overdue

I served the baby with a mental eviction notice yesterday, but apparently she didn't pick up on my vibe. Yesterday was exactly 40 weeks since we had the IUI and two days before my official due date. It was 30+ degrees out and I'd gone for my daily hour-long walk. I spent a few hours planting flowers in pots (my first time gardening!) cleaned my house, made supper... basically kept myself busy all day so I wouldn't think about when the baby will come.

I am so, so, so ready to go into labour. I don't want to be induced but I don't want to be pregnant with this baby for another day! I am seeing my midwife tomorrow and she is going to be doing another stretch & sweep. Hopefully it works (third time is the charm, right?) I am so cranky at this point that I don't want to see anyone except for my husband and my midwife... And to be honest, I don't think I would make very enjoyable company anyway. I was good until today, we had a nice weekend and a nice big bbq with family. But today? I'm just done. I woke up this morning and realized that I'm mentally done being pregnant... now I just have to wait for my body to catch up with my mind!

I am tired of trying all the old wives tales to get labour started. You name it and I've tried it. Curry, bouncing on my exercise ball, sex, long walks, nipple stimulation - and not so much as a single contraction! I actually don't think the baby has even dropped yet.  I need to just accept that the baby will come on her own time, but until then I just want to hibernate in my house and wait.

I promise I will update my blog as soon as we have news. Hopefully that will be soon!

Thursday, 22 May 2014

Home Improvements

5 days until my due date and still no baby! I am at the point now where people text or call me to ask if I have "any news?!" I have no signs or feelings that she is coming any time soon, although my friends have told me that they didn't have any signs either (especially with their first baby) until all of a sudden they started to have contractions. I am anxious to meet her but I am trying not to wish the time away and to enjoy the beautiful weather and my full nights of sleep while I still can.

So now that the weather has finally been beautiful here on the Canadian prairies, Andino has been hard at work outside. He loves landscaping and he's made such huge improvements to our yard since we bought our house 2 years ago. He couldn't wait to get back out there this summer and work on the projects he has in mind. The only thing I've done was buy a humingbird feeder and hang it in the tree in our front yard. Andino filled my bird feeder with seeds and hung it in the back yard so I can't even take credit for that. The birds haven't found them yet which makes me sad because I love waking up in the morning to their chirps and to see them flying around the feeders. This is the first year I hung a hummingbird feeder and I am so anxious to see if they will find it. I think I may have been a little late getting it up and I don't think any of my neighbours have feeders out to bring hummingbirds to the area, but I hope I can attract some eventually. I love birds!

For the past week, Andino has been out in the yard with his wheelbarrow and garden tools, busy making the house look beautiful. He is so good at envisioning what he wants the yard to look like and getting it done. Me? Not so much. Not even a little. I am so envious of people with a strong sense of style. I am not exaggerating when I say that I can hardly tell if my clothes match, let alone decorate my home with fashion and flare. I have daydreams of being one of those people who can buy an old piece of furniture for 5 bucks and refinish it to make it into something beautiful. I often look on Pinterest or Better Homes & Gardens for home decorating/improvement tips on a budget and I am really interested in the Small House Movement and read about that sometimes too. It's just that when it comes time to actually tackle the project, I don't have confidence enough to do it. Maybe that should be my goal over the summer - to learn more about these kind of projects I am interested in so I can have a new hobby! Some people tell me I will have my hands so full with the baby I won't have time for anything else, but other friends have told me that it's good to have a hobby so you don't feel like all you do is change diapers. I guess we will see how things go for me!

So while I wait for baby I will be enjoying the beautiful weather we've been having and taking lots of long walks to try to encourage her to come. Here's a photo of some Canadian Geese with their babies from my walk yesterday!


Saturday, 17 May 2014

38 week Photo shoot

Andino wanted to take a couple photos of me before I pop. Since I wasn't in the mood the night of his cd release, we took a few last night, after our last date before we become parents. Here I am at 38 weeks and 3 days:








Tuesday, 13 May 2014

Pre-Baby Nerves

I had a scary thought this morning - What if this is as good as it get for Andino and I? What if we've reached the peak of our marriage happiness?

We were still in the infatuation stage when we got married. I wasn't stupid enough to marry him because of infatuation though. I married him because I knew exactly what I was looking for in a husband, so it was easy to know when I'd found it. It wasn't long after the flames of infatuation had turned into the steady embers that are true love, when infertility staked her claim in our love story. Those were hard years, made harder by the fact that I was homesick during most of them. Infertility can make even the nicest, calmest, positive people into hormonal, jealous & depleted versions of ourselves, which is obviously hard on a marriage.

Andino says that I am "such a happy pregnant lady!" but I keep telling him it's not that. It's that I am finally back to my real self. I know it's probably hard for him to remember the old Gypsy Mama, before infertility. In fact, maybe he never knew her! Because the infatuated lovey-dovey version of myself that I was in the beginning of our relationship wasn't the real me and we didn't have much time together before infertility made her mark on my personality. But I feel like this version of me, the one who loves him so much that I am a bit smothering is the real me. How am I smothering you ask? Well, for example, I had gotten in the habit of calling him twice a day at work to ask him how his day was going, even though I knew he was too busy to talk. And I completely annoyed him when I acquired the habit of saying "where are you going? or what are you doing now?" whenever he left the room. I have mostly stopped doing those things now, but I still ask him all the time if he wants to hang out in the evenings. He usually responds by saying "We live together, we hang out every day." Sometimes he jokes that I should be more like my Mom, who hangs out with my Dad every night too, but also lets him jam on his guitar or do whatever he wants to do without bothering him with questions. It's enough that they are together.

For the past 9 months, I have slowly been letting go of all the baggage I had accumulated during the years we tried to figure out how we were going to build our family. I had baggage full of adoption research, covering every aspect of what could go wrong and what could go right. I had baggage full of IVF research, including statistics and every possible supplement I could take to increase my chances of success and of course I had baggage full of budget plans for how we could afford it all. Not to mention the baggage of envisioning what my family would look like. I was so sure that we would adopt, that when I became pregnant it threw me for a loop and it took me a few weeks to let go of the old image of my family and embrace the new one.

For the past few months, we have been so happy together. We are excited about our baby who is on her way (14 days until my due date!) and we are still able to go on date nights and spend lots of time together. I have the energy to smother Andino with love and affection because I am no longer in a constant state of worry. We are not yet sleep-deprived parents who have nothing else to talk about other than the baby's bowel movements & how much she ate. There are so many articles on the internet that talk about how having a baby changes your marriage and give advice on how to baby-proof your marriage. The unknown of it all is a little scary for this first-time Mom. I am still enjoying a solid-night's sleep and I know that in a few weeks it will be a long time before I have a solid night's sleep again. With scary articles like Sleepless Nights with Screaming Babies Can Ruin Your Marriage and Your Health  what's a mom-to-be to think?

So sometimes I worry that things will be tough for Andino and I soon. I don't want them to be, because I feel like we just got happy again. But when I start to worry, I tell myself that we've been through tougher situations before and we made it through. We have learned that rough patches in the road eventually lead to smooth stretches and most importantly, we've shown each other that we are willing to be there for each other. I know that having a baby will change our relationship, but I think we are both going into this with realistic expectations and a solid foundation. The baby could make her appearance any day now, so I think I just have a lot on my mind. There is no way to anticipate what the future will bring, but judging from past experiences together, I think Andino and I will make out just fine as parents :)

Saturday, 10 May 2014

My Home and My Community

Andino's band had their cd release party for their second album It's Time to Rise last night. I knew it would be my last night going out before the baby and I wanted to look good. I feel most beautiful when I wear a dress and head scarf, which is what I planned to do last night. Unfortunately, at 9 months pregnant wearing a dress and a headscarf makes me look like a babushka and not a sexy gypsy. Andino still thought I looked pretty (God love him!) and wanted to take my picture, but I wouldn't let him, so this photo will have to do:
Russian doll, matryoshka, babushka - stock vector

It was a beautiful day yesterday so I decided to walk to the drug store to look at makeup. For some reason, I thought it would be a good idea to buy false eyelashes. I will never make that mistake again. I spent $10.00 on them and I was bound and determined to get my money's worth, so I spent far more time trying to apply them than was appropriate. By the time I gave up, I was running so far behind schedule that I was totally stressed out trying to get ready quickly. I put my eye makeup on over the dried glue left on my eyelids from the stupid fake lashes and I was sweating profusely from the anxiety of trying to throw my outfit, hair & makeup together fast enough that I wouldn't make poor Andino late on his night. By the time we left, we were almost an hour later than Andino had originally asked me to be ready by and I looked like a sweaty babushka.

It was a great night though. When I first moved here, it was so hard for me. I missed everything about home. Of course I missed my family and the ocean/forest landscape I grew up in, but I also missed the little things. I missed running into old friends at the grocery store, I missed the salsa scene I used to be a part of, the restaurants I liked to eat in, but mostly I missed being part of the community. I belonged there because I had a history there. When I first moved here, I was Andino's wife. The shy girl from the Maritimes. People were friendly to me but we lacked the true warmth of friendship that only comes from time. (I think for some people - more outgoing people - it happens a lot faster, but for me it definitely takes years to build this feeling of connection.) Last night at the show, I saw so many people for the first time since I've been pregnant and/or since my belly really popped. People were so happy for us. The whole night, I received countless hugs, genuine smiles, belly rubs, hands over my hands, kisses on the cheek and "congratulations / felicidades I am so happy for you two!" It was so great, we have a big community of friends here, many more friends than I ever had at home.

My home will always be in the maritimes, I will always be an ocean-loving girl and my favourite beaches, hiking trails and places will always be there, but for the first time I realize that this is my place too. These are my people, my community. Andino and I feel so blessed that we can feel at home (we are home)  in the Maritimes, in the Prairies and in Chile.

Thursday, 8 May 2014

Bacon Grease or Fish?

Tonight is the last night of our prenatal classes. I always used to joke that I felt sorry for whoever had to sit next to me in class because Thursday is seafood night at our house so I probably smell like fish at every class. One night I made fish with leeks and my breath smelled so bad that every time I whispered to Andino he would make a face like he was passing out and I would laugh so hard! But tonight, I am making pizza instead of fish because pizza night is our favourite and we are going to miss it tomorrow. As I was standing in front of the stove frying bacon for our mushroom & bacon pizza I wondered what's worse- smelling like bacon grease or fish?

So this is a big week. Not only are we going to be finished our prenatal classes, but I am now considered full-term! Our midwife did a home visit yesterday. I've been measuring 1 week behind all through my pregnancy, but last week I was measuring 2 weeks behind. I could tell at our last visit she was considering sending me for an ultrasound but decided to give me another week. I was still measuring on the small side this week so she wants me to go in for an ultrasound just to make sure everything is okay. I'm (surprisingly) not very worried about it. I don't think fundal height measurements are completely accurate. I am still waiting for her to call me and let me know when my ultrasound will be.

I find it hard to believe that  THIS:

                                         

is on the small side. Because I feel anything but small right now! 

Tuesday, 6 May 2014

Home Alone = Beauty Night

On Friday, Andino's band had a show in a city that's a few hours away so they stayed in a hotel. Whenever I have the house to myself, I like to watch shows or movies on Netflix that I know Andino wouldn't like. (I just finished the series Call the Midwife.) I usually don't bother making supper and just pick up something quick and easy from the grocery store. This time I picked up veggie burgers and some pre-made quinoa salad. Of course I miss hanging out with Andino when he's not here, but I'm glad I have my dogs to keep me company. I'm pretty boring and usually go to bed early. I can't even blame it on the pregnancy either because I've always liked to get a solid night's rest and since I can't sleep in, that means I go to bed early. A girl needs her beauty sleep, right?

Anyway, I noticed the main thing I seem to do when I have the house to myself is to try new beauty things. I will spend some time reading blogs for makeup tips, do a face mask, paint my nails...

Oh, and the other thing I did when Andino was out of the house on Friday? dye my hair. He doesn't like when I dye my hair. I think he's mostly afraid it's going to look bad, but it's also because it damages your hair. I use semi-permanent dye so I don't think it's as damaging as permanent, but I know it's not good, especially since I am growing my hair out. He liked it this time though.

I've never been much of a makeup person. I've been wearing undereye concealer for ages though, because I am so pale that I have dark circles under my eyes all the time (even despite all the sleep I get!) I won't leave the house without my undereye concealer on. Maybe it's because I'm getting older, but I've been kind of getting into makeup lately. It started a couple years ago when I started trying to copy my favourite makeup look - eyeliner all the way around the eye. I tried it when I would go to one of Andino's shows or on a date night. I still love the look but I don't do it anymore. I find that it looks half-decent when I put it on, but within an hour or so I've rubbed it off/it's melted off and it's no longer all the way around my eye. I also find that it's a little to drastic for me since I am so pale.

I swear I've only taken a handful of selfies in my life, this being one of them.

So now that I am over the eyeliner thing, I have been reading beauty blogs for new makeup tips & ideas. When Andino was in Chile for Christmas, the Body Shop had a Buy 3 get 3 free sale and since apparently I'm all about the beauty stuff when Andino is away, I bought some makeup. I love the blush I got from them, and I love the colours of the eyeshadows I got too, but they seem to melt off not long after I put them on. Erika over at Something Beautiful  has been writing about makeup lately and she strongly recommends that we invest in primer. I haven't yet, but I am going to. I love a good eyeshadow, but I hate when it melts off and collects in the crease of my lid halfway through the morning.

So now that I am officially on Mat leave, I've been home alone during the days. In other words, I have time to think about beauty stuff before baby comes. I like Anna Saccone's blog  and have been mostly reading that for some tips and now I want to ask you! Whats in your makeup bag that you love?

My 2 favourites right now are 

I'm surprised at how much I like this! I have never worn foundation in my life but I decided I wanted to buy some just to have in my makeup bag. I did buy some Cover Girl foundation but I've only worn it a couple times. Whenever I feel like I need a bit of coverage I reach for this BB cream instead. It goes on nice and smooth and covers up any red marks or uneven skin tone without feeling like I am wearing anything more than face cream. I don't wear it every day, but I like having it in my makeup bag for the days I want to step up my makeup game a bit. 
I do wear this pretty much every day now. I love it because you can just put on a really light layer to add a bit of colour or you can build it up to a more dramatic look. I think for pale people like me, blush is one of the most flattering things you can wear (makeup wise). I have dry, sensitive skin so I used to have cream blush in my makeup bag because I heard it was the best for my skin type, but I never wore it because I found it too difficult to apply in an even, light layer. This blush is great and doesn't irritate my skin at all.

** I think it goes without saying that I was not reimbursed in any way for this makeup review. I wish I was, wouldn't that be awesome to be sent free products to try?

 
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