craziest day (week/month/year) ever at work and i am 15 minutes away from 10 days off in a row.

happy weekend!

LOVE

we began baby Jax's musical education last night, and what better place is there to begin that with The Beatles? Furthermore, with a compilation of their greatest put together by George Martin & Dhani Harrison. LOVE.

if you haven't had a chance to listen to this album, do yourself a favour on this friday and give it some attention. Jax sure seemed to like it, after it was done he slept, well he slept like a baby!

did I mention we named the little lad? mommy and daddy are debating the spelling (Jackson vs Jaxon) but Jax is the short form no matter which route we choose. we'll see how this debate ends up! (i'm team jaxon)

happy friday!

a lion called Christian

a weakness for cats, a weakness for brits and a serious weakness for this much love makes this 5 part series the perfect tear jerking storm for this girl. i don't even think i could blame it on the pregnancy hormones - this is just such a great story!

part 1


part 2


part 3


part 4


part 5

what a lucky babe

before he's even born, Jax will have attended Noah and the Whale, The Kooks, The National, The Wooden Sky, Great Lake Swimmers and Radiohead shows.













love it.

3 reasons why i...

love LOVE etsy. not only was my wedding 95% etsy made but i've found and ordered a few super adorable things for baby Jax and the apt.

if there was some way i was supposed to resist ordering these little loafers, i am not sure i would have ever been able to think of it. 

cute! cute! cute! cute! cute! cute! cute! cute! cute!

and finally, for Jax's corner of the room a tree and some shelves to baby it up a bit. we've also got all of the (Owl print) baby bedding en route (thank you ebay) and i am in the midst of choosing a mobile although i am pretty sure it's going to be this guy right here:

cuteness overload.

oh and this guy? i'm pretty sure he'll be winging his way to our place very soon. i have a feeling Jax is going to be a Calvin - just like his dad and every Calvin needs a Hobbes!

blah

ok, here comes the only negative things i am going to say about being pregnant:

(keep in mind i am only 6 months along so i am sure around the 8-9 month mark i will be thinking many other things)

1) oh my god, will i ever sleep again?
2) i am still digesting a meal i ate on saturday
3) braxton hicks - well you're a fun little surprise aren't you?
4) zzzzzzzzzzzzz....zzzzz... oh sorry, i dozed off, i haven't slept in 2 weeks!
5) this.kid.is.heavy.

ok i'm done. truth be told the pros far outweigh the cons but if a pregnant woman ever says she has absolutely no complaints about this miracle of life, well, to her i say "liar liar giant elastic band at the top of your pants on fire".

xo

so many thing i want to say but i have to keep biting my tongue. my husband is a much bigger and better person than i am because he has this amazing capacity to forgive. maybe i am just too protective but my first instinct is not forgiveness. it's also not understanding.

but i will say this: the lack of class, integrity and just plain and simple good in people becomes shocking as you become older. i hope so much that my son has better judgement when it comes to friends than his parents have.

"Sometimes we expect more from others, because we'd be willing to do much more for them; and as we grow older we dont lose friends, we just learn who the real ones are." - Unknown

life with kitties

a few weeks ago my bestie lisa asked me how cat owners can stand the fact that their pets break almost everything they own.

and it's true. if they haven't broken it, then they've almost definitely scratched it beyond repair or covered in enough cat hair to have you vacuuming every day for the rest of your life.



my answer? well, the only thing that gets you past the fact that your kitty has broken your favourite lamp, 75% of your drinking glasses and chewed through 90% of your electrical cords is plain old simple love.

whatever i feel like i want to say

flipping through channels last night as we laid low getting rid of the remnants of whatever flu type fun we picked up over the weekend, i came across Napoleon Dynamite. three things about this movie:

1) kip is the best character ever
2) my napoleon impression needs A LOT of work
3) best. soundtrack. of. all. time.

this song came on during the end and i remembered how much i love it. it reminds me of my sister and also seems pretty fitting (albeit cheesy in that wonderful way only the 80's were) with a few things happening these days.



and then this - just because my god it's good.

our boy

is getting bigger and bigger!

another ultra sound today and all seems to be going well in there. and as it turns out, due to the way he is positioned, he has actually been punching me, not kicking me. what a guy. xo

perfect

every time.

ipod shuffle

i don't even mind that it's monday...

after another great weekend like that one - busy but full of all the good stuff.

friday was roman day! jimmy and i headed out to see him and my boys and neens & sum were there too. SO good. i really need to make a trip out to winnipeg one of these days to see him. post baby and most definitely post winter. btw: um, it's FREEZING outside today! what the heck?

sat was another day full of great friends when we met nina at union and headed to p-town where my brother picked us up and we headed to bowmanville for lise's bday party.

(the cupcakes i made totally look more like cat heads than hearts - unintentional!!)

sitting in her apt surrounded by people i have been friends with for 15 years really made me aware of how lucky i am.

i'm so lucky i can bring my brother, my oldest and bestest buddy with me to things like this because it really just makes everything that much sweeter to have him there.

i'm lucky because my husband is a good, kind and loyal person who treats my friends like gold.

i am lucky that i have a circle of people that will always be the same, no matter how much we all change.

and i am lucky for a friend like my lisa who is 31 years of the best stuff a friend could ever be made of.

maybe lucky is the wrong word - maybe grateful is what i should say instead. but hey, i'm definitely feeling both.

"People pay for what they do, and still more, for what they have allowed themselves to become.  And they pay for it simply: by the lives they lead."  ~Edith Wharton

love this.

saying bye bye

i hate leaving my girls every morning but this morning was particularly difficult - look at that little face!