You know you’re pregnant when…
14 Oct
… you continue to fantasize about men in uniform. But instead of firemen or policemen, it’s chefs and massage therapists…
Sad, mad, bad (and pregnant)
23 Aug
For many women, being pregnant is a honeymoon. But for some of us, it sucks.
I’m now at the end of my 17th week and for the first time, I feel more like my usual indomitable self. But the last 4 months have been miserable. And it didn’t help to think that I was perhaps the only pregnant woman in this fecund city to feel this way. Today’s post is dedicated to all those women who, like me, hate being pregnant. You think you’re whiny? Wait till you hear what I’ve got to say!
R.I.P. Jack Layton
22 Aug
Jack Layton, leader of Canada’s New Democratic Party (NDP) died of cancer this morning. He was 61 years old. And I will miss him.
I can’t say that I knew Jack personally, but we met on more than one occasion when I worked in TV for CBC. What struck me most about him was his amazing vitality. The man practically crackled with vigour! And I enjoyed our conversations about the environment and the steps needed to make Canada greener.
He struck me as a no bullshit, straight-up kinda guy. And all the stories that are flooding the internet today seem to underline this fact.
The name game
24 Jul
Naming one’s baby is always a challenge. But being a mixed culture, mixed language couple in Quebec presents its own special complications.
Before we got pregnant, we thought we had it all figured out. We’d picked out two names, “Sasha” and “Charlie”. Both are unisex and we particularly loved the idea of naming a boy Sasha or a girl Charlie.
Of course, now that we are actually in a position to use those names, they suddenly ring false.
I’m at 13 weeks right now, so we don’t yet know the baby’s gender. But we hope to find out at 20 weeks (and I’ll be sharing it here on the blog). “But don’t you want it to be a surprise?” some might ask. Yes I do. It’s going to be a surprise in another 7 weeks. I mean, it’s not like I have any control over the outcome. Now or in nine months– what’s the big deal?
And believe me, I’m going to be plenty glad to see the sprog emerge from my birth canal regardless of whether or not I have knowledge of its gender. I respect those who choose not to find out, but I wanna know. And so does Pat.
Plus, we’ll need all the time we can get to figure out this name thing. Read on and you’ll see why… Continue reading
When your baby doesn’t want its picture taken
21 Jul
Did the ultrasound technician just call me fat? (and other stupid stories that could only happen to me)
I went in for my 12 week ultrasound earlier this week. It was exciting, because I’d been following the baby’s progress on my new favourite iPhone app, “BabyBump Pregnancy Pro”. Apparently, the baby had doubled in size the previous week and was beginning to flex its limbs. As you already know, a lot of the joy of this pregnancy has been overshadowed by the 24/7 nausea and chronic cough I’ve been struggling with. So, I couldn’t wait to see the wee sprog that was causing all this havoc! Continue reading
You know you’re pregnant when…
18 Jul
Being pregnant makes me like/do weird things. So I started making a list. I’d love to hear your stories (or those you’ve witnessed with a partner, friend or relative). Pregnancy is funny, no?
You know you’re pregnant when…
… you have a semi-erotic dream about Daniel Craig where he’s topless and you’re having a beach picnic and you’re more interested in his lunch than his lunchbox.
… you’re allowed to eat extra and develop a gut and all of a sudden, you no longer like food.
… you have epic dreams where you set off on a quest to save the world and somehow they always lead you to a grocery store. (And then you wake up at 3 am and realize you’re starving).
