tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24648376520692410432024-03-04T23:06:44.827-08:00Katastrofik Baby Planningadventures in baby makinglittle miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-53227697760197511362010-03-13T10:13:00.000-08:002010-03-13T10:14:31.175-08:00New HomeI decided it was time to merge my two blogs and move to a new home. I will now be posting (baby & life stuff) on <a href="http://katastrofikkatacombs.wordpress.com/">Katastrofik Katacombs</a> over on Wordpress.little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-83636141933584811172010-02-04T16:26:00.000-08:002010-02-04T16:36:40.794-08:00My Beautiful GirlI went for my 3D Ultrasound yesterday and it was one of the most amazing experiences ever. My mum and I drove down to Victoria where we met Heather and Molly who had come over from Vancouver for the ultrasound. The technician asked me strait away whether I wanted to know the sex ("yes!!!!!!!!") and told us right away that IT'S A GIRL!!! I was so excited that I burst into tears. I know I would have loved my baby no matter what but I just wanted a girl so much. I already have 2 boys and really wanted to even things out a bit.<br /><br />She is a beautiful little girl and I fall in love with her more every minute. She was being shy for most of the ultrasound so most pictures have her arm right up by her head. The tech was still able to get some amazing images (including one of her smiling!).<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My beautiful Lyric Maggie O'Callaghan:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGFXULBYmHLjWqdAw2ws9OALvPjnDXDhIpmaHlea2BSrQZQGF9q8teV2F6sd-1dYovxEJlkhvfDAk4Hfkmt0YnSvt9_XEn23VI8Gy-iN6UMe12F9-TbA99ZFq3kfhB7fDwD9HftoEQ5ek/s1600-h/Lyric+27+Weeks+043.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwGFXULBYmHLjWqdAw2ws9OALvPjnDXDhIpmaHlea2BSrQZQGF9q8teV2F6sd-1dYovxEJlkhvfDAk4Hfkmt0YnSvt9_XEn23VI8Gy-iN6UMe12F9-TbA99ZFq3kfhB7fDwD9HftoEQ5ek/s320/Lyric+27+Weeks+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434550945200447666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Kicking Mum<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5c8YisMX9TNbEDqrJjaYeDFDM9LU9MQFxRMffmxsvjYsVXi6ZaJnIuHa7-w78rh8ZedqMgn25v4ETupymj2-rAIUrHi6Snew50AVfnYHfDYL5yjoK4b1FEb_3shtJxk2wBWlzl95PI9D/s1600-h/Lyric+27+Weeks+042.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT5c8YisMX9TNbEDqrJjaYeDFDM9LU9MQFxRMffmxsvjYsVXi6ZaJnIuHa7-w78rh8ZedqMgn25v4ETupymj2-rAIUrHi6Snew50AVfnYHfDYL5yjoK4b1FEb_3shtJxk2wBWlzl95PI9D/s320/Lyric+27+Weeks+042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434550940512859506" border="0" /></a>Pretty Girl<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoP_EoRUYauSlbzqzFbBbDnEeY75nf44I7uFSsdyY0DHByOSrpoekABs7IwAByy2lUnB_syOB_ToFtzom1_1I81KqmsyJGGTQ5ygMP-DkPM_fl8Mgwm8qDvREx2NAh_nJk3q7kpYSuWOD/s1600-h/Lyric+27+Weeks+016.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNoP_EoRUYauSlbzqzFbBbDnEeY75nf44I7uFSsdyY0DHByOSrpoekABs7IwAByy2lUnB_syOB_ToFtzom1_1I81KqmsyJGGTQ5ygMP-DkPM_fl8Mgwm8qDvREx2NAh_nJk3q7kpYSuWOD/s320/Lyric+27+Weeks+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434550932325378098" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Bendy Baby<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReJCL_e_eq01zRte95xurbXWlqR83RofEPl3grTNlyVPUJdnOvTNJM2O6nILCz8cgTo0OuHDR6Kpd3pSccgCjAiaeh3FW999KKxFqX3IY7cohTBJ36FWs657twWS3hlTaS24TORiHs79P/s1600-h/Lyric+27+Weeks+004.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReJCL_e_eq01zRte95xurbXWlqR83RofEPl3grTNlyVPUJdnOvTNJM2O6nILCz8cgTo0OuHDR6Kpd3pSccgCjAiaeh3FW999KKxFqX3IY7cohTBJ36FWs657twWS3hlTaS24TORiHs79P/s320/Lyric+27+Weeks+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434550928703527154" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">My absolute favorite of her beautiful smiling face:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJoN12mjBuHnE1KwOlsdnrLymgw0E1_LnPiuy9J0lLmnZC2IQZuHqh9N0s2DhnDcJGfegt15pRAzhW-Qm-BJcf7C5TW9k6MytHIc9i7548yVlwzOTZoTU3u7Y8D8xOwkomKZEAVaud0CzU/s1600-h/Lyric+27+Weeks+030.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJoN12mjBuHnE1KwOlsdnrLymgw0E1_LnPiuy9J0lLmnZC2IQZuHqh9N0s2DhnDcJGfegt15pRAzhW-Qm-BJcf7C5TW9k6MytHIc9i7548yVlwzOTZoTU3u7Y8D8xOwkomKZEAVaud0CzU/s320/Lyric+27+Weeks+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434550924544707906" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-9752470541244196752010-02-02T12:20:00.000-08:002010-02-02T12:23:10.721-08:003D UltrasoundTomorrow is my 3D Ultrasound! I am just dying of excitement. Unfortunately James will be working (he & my dad are starting a new job tomorrow out of town) which sucks majorly. My mum and I are meeting my friend Heather and her 3-month old daughter Molly who will be coming with us! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! I'll have news and pix tomorrow. xolittle miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-38686757530185409302010-01-18T16:38:00.001-08:002010-01-18T16:46:27.034-08:00Quick Update (25 w, 2 d)Super quick update since our internet is only working on our patio and I am freezing my huge pregnant nipples off.<br /><br />I have to say I am not entirely loving being pregnant lately. Don't get me wrong, I am so grateful and I wouldn't pass this up for the world. I wanted this more than I've ever wanted anything and I love my baby so much. That being said, I am miserable. Mostly it comes from standing on my feet for 8 hours a day and having an evil cat and hip pains that wake me up all night long. By the end of my shift I feel like my feet are bleeding and I want to cry. My ribs (specifically my sternum area) hurt so much. I limp at the end of the day. My mum bought me a body pillow which is helping support my tummy and helping with the sternum pain but is not doing anything for my hips. I have actually woken up crying a couple times. I was planning on working until the beginning of April but I just don't think I can. I really need the hours to go towards my maternity leave but I am so unhappy and sore right now that I really don't know what to do.<br /><br />On a positive note, the Fledgling is kicking up a storm and I love it so much. The kicks have gone from flutters to definite karate-style super kicks (possibly some Tai Bo?). Every time she kicks I fall even more in love.<br /><br />I was reading Dr Sear's Breastfeeding book the other day and I thought I would check out my boobs. I gave my nipples a little twirl and a tiny bit of fluid came out! It was the coolest. I wasn't expecting anything like that for quite a while so it was pretty damn awesome.<br /><br />I entered a contest to win a free "Birthing From Within" childbirthing class and I won! It's six weeks long and is taught by a Birthing From Within Mentor. I can't wait!<br /><br />Anyhoo, more later since my fingers are going numb. xolittle miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-763878725785623402010-01-01T18:43:00.000-08:002010-01-01T18:58:05.322-08:00Happy New Year (22 weeks, 6 days)So far the year is good in the world of baby. I read her a story today (James' fave childhood book "Green Eyes" about a cute cat) while my cat Spike cuddled up on top of her. I'm hoping he gets it out of his system and doesn't think he can lay on her when she's outside of my body! I also keep waking up on my back with him on my tummy. I don't know how he manages to roll me over in the middle of the night because I'm not a back sleeper at all but he seems to want to cuddle with the baby. <br /><br />I've started having to sleep with my army of pillows. My friend gave me her old breastfeeding pillow which is more crescent-shaped than u-shaped so I tuck the top under my belly and the rest between my legs. It's been helping with the weight of my growing belly as well as the soreness in my hips. I really need to start exercising so my body can handle the changes. There is a $5 prenatal yoga drop-in downtown which I'm going to check out.<br /><br />The Fledgling has been kicking up a tiny little storm. She loves her daddy's voice (it's very deep) and gets excited whenever he talks to her. He was reciting poetry to her one night last week (not sure what it was exactly but it was totally not baby-appropriate) and when he pulled back she kicked so hard my belly moved! It was amazing. Due to my placenta being in the front it took forever to start feeling her kicks so I wasn't expecting anyone else to feel her kicks for another month or so. James put his hand on my tummy and she kicked again and he got to feel it. It is seriously the coolest thing ever! She was quiet for a couple days and I only felt a couple of kicks. Of course I started getting worried and paranoid. Apparently she was just saving up all of her energy to go dancing on New Year's Eve since that's what she did last night as I lay in bed with James.<br /><br />James and I have spent the last few days going through all of our crap and purging. Anyone who reads this who knows me in 'real life' know what huge pack rats we are. It's disgusting. We are taking full advantage of the dumpsters located in our complex and have taken out about 10 bags of crap in the last few days. I feel bad for not taking it all to Salvation Army or the recycling depot but I know myself and that even if it is super-organized to be taken to be donated it will sit in my living room for weeks and then end up back in a closet. I keep finding things I was sure I threw out in our last move and I think random boxes I meant to donate just made their way in the moving truck and over here! We put in a request for a 3-bedroom in our complex. Since today is the first of the month and we didn't hear from our landlords I am assuming nothing is available this month. I'm ok with that though since it will give us another month to get rid of stuff. <br /><br />Anyhoo, off to more cleaning now. And eating chocolate! Happy New Year to you all. xolittle miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-825149164642050232009-12-20T19:33:00.000-08:002009-12-20T19:46:46.490-08:00Kicks!!I've been feeling the first kicks for a few days now (Dec 17th was the first time!). It is seriously the most awesome thing ever!!! I keep thinking my tummy is about to rumble but then I realize it's her saying "hey mama!". So cool. So very cool.<br /><br />We've had a rough couple days. One of my wisdom teeth decided it needed to remind me who is boss so it pushed itself up and is pushing all of my other teeth out of the way. It is also infected. This is something I should have dealt with a long time ago, and certainly before I got pregnant but I am a huge procrastinator and was hoping it would behave for 9 months (stupid me!). I was in so much pain the other night that I laid in bed for an hour sobbing until James finally told me I needed to go to the hospital. The doctor couldn't really do much except tell me I couldn't take Advil (boo!) but that I could take Morphine for a couple days until I could get into a dentist. I only ended up needing the morphine that night and have been saving the rest in case it gets really bad again. I haven't been able to get a dentist appointment (yeah.... not a whole lot of options the week of Christmas) but I am hoping for the best. Hopefully the penicillin will do its job and I can deal with my evil teeth in the new year.<br /><br />On better baby news, we have decided to definitely get the 3D ultrasound done. Our appointment is February 3 in Victoria. My friend and her baby are going to come over from Vancouver and my mum is going to come down with us as well. I can't wait!little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-79415858809257194642009-12-17T14:47:00.000-08:002009-12-17T15:04:11.696-08:00Healthy but Shy (20 weeks, 5 days)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyehdVXEz6S49LeGh1CwPv4bsKp1LYkCEQ7uV4BZeVubJ39mu0CjCURvT_FdqfhkUJ8fjdE6aOoTR-8ziLSe09C6Hrm0bmZS1ScB188kERIVewRboCQf_qH0xB6VCWCjwehlt3KZOTsF2/s1600-h/Ultrasound+Dec+11+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTyehdVXEz6S49LeGh1CwPv4bsKp1LYkCEQ7uV4BZeVubJ39mu0CjCURvT_FdqfhkUJ8fjdE6aOoTR-8ziLSe09C6Hrm0bmZS1ScB188kERIVewRboCQf_qH0xB6VCWCjwehlt3KZOTsF2/s320/Ultrasound+Dec+11+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416344703136846498" border="0" /></a><br />I went for my 20 week ultrasound on Friday, Dec 11. It was pretty damn awesome! The baby slept through most of the exam but then the technician poked her to wake her up and she went crazy!! It was the coolest thing ever -- head was shaking, fists were pumping, and legs were kicking. She was not impressed to be woken up at all! That's mama's baby for sure.<br /><br />The great news is that everything is growing where it should be and at the right pace. Her heart has all of its chambers and valves and her other organs are all in place as well. I'm pretty sure I saw at least 30 toes but the technician was comfortable with what she saw so I'm assuming I'm wrong.<br /><br />Yes, I am calling the Fledgling "her". We had hoped to be able to confirm the baby's sex at the ultrasound but she was being shy or just naughty. The<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrpaO75w0_6sCCjAyPYDcN5wL91FcXgToUHRNOgAkgsIcYawMTG70y2-AqRXXT-Yf4jcpBMPtrk-tzEZwCRN3_L4Sn11jUwZ1zmj0cUh9nkjPqfMueoHmTZNa1MNiS8lj6wnszYWEZUdY3/s1600-h/Ultrasound+Dec+11+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrpaO75w0_6sCCjAyPYDcN5wL91FcXgToUHRNOgAkgsIcYawMTG70y2-AqRXXT-Yf4jcpBMPtrk-tzEZwCRN3_L4Sn11jUwZ1zmj0cUh9nkjPqfMueoHmTZNa1MNiS8lj6wnszYWEZUdY3/s320/Ultrasound+Dec+11+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416343579325975458" border="0" /></a>re was a foot in the way for most of the pictures (but a pretty little foot indeed). The technician tried numerous angles but the precious gems eluded us no matter what. There was definitely nothing dangling down in any of the pix however. James took this to mean that it is a girl to which the technician agreed was a fair assumption. So I am going to call the baby a girl until I find out otherwise. Long before I even got pregnant we referred to our eventual baby as a girl anyways so it's only been since I was actually pregnant that I even considered it would be a boy!<br /><br />James and I agreed that we can't wait another 20 weeks to find out what the Fledgling is so we are going to shell out the $150 to get the 3D ultrasound done. I have an appointment for February 3rd which seems forever away, but it is sooner than May 1 (my due date) so I think I can hang in there. Besides getting the ultrasound done for my own satisfaction, I think it will be really cool for the Fledgling to see herself moving around inside my tummy when she gets older. I know that I would certainly love to have something like that of myself and my mum so I can only hope my baby will as well.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVYrsnllKA7cf8ht2avqvEVxUKb2CQnHSCTsv79FoUwNWZ8mwxHzaFoXySnlqMMHm1SETAL6zcjY-oZrnDNUbbSGC7iS_VCcw7FXkYJUQ2X4Zd6GFv9fgYKG3kxNtpF0hdBZZrwzWtt9EY/s1600-h/Ultrasound+Dec+11+5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVYrsnllKA7cf8ht2avqvEVxUKb2CQnHSCTsv79FoUwNWZ8mwxHzaFoXySnlqMMHm1SETAL6zcjY-oZrnDNUbbSGC7iS_VCcw7FXkYJUQ2X4Zd6GFv9fgYKG3kxNtpF0hdBZZrwzWtt9EY/s320/Ultrasound+Dec+11+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416344288086204610" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44XFnyIHF4OwzyFJyFawy7YG31X_Eq0FAK9FHjBUFn8l5Onhy-99Lyjs5L3oxcnj7hNfmMsJI1jOzi75a7UooQ7k2miURCky-bxy-ZkBToFYJioiJuPsfQ0-8wgMYgYZqJLsZsCfQONYy/s1600-h/Ultrasound+Dec+11+4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44XFnyIHF4OwzyFJyFawy7YG31X_Eq0FAK9FHjBUFn8l5Onhy-99Lyjs5L3oxcnj7hNfmMsJI1jOzi75a7UooQ7k2miURCky-bxy-ZkBToFYJioiJuPsfQ0-8wgMYgYZqJLsZsCfQONYy/s320/Ultrasound+Dec+11+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416344281031127970" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-48791389254003725152009-12-04T16:29:00.000-08:002009-12-04T16:40:14.083-08:00In the Middle (18 weeks, 6 days)Not much new or exciting in baby world. Just some waiting. I am starting to really look pregnant (although sometimes I think I just look fat) and getting all sorts of attention directed towards my tummy. I am almost 19 weeks and am anxiously anticipating feeling the baby moving soon. I have felt lots of uncomfortable stretching of my uterus but even that makes me happy because it is another physical reminder of the baby in me (although I could have done without the pain and necessity of a hot water bottle the other night!).<br /><br />I had a midwife appointment last week. James was off work so he was able to come with me and meet the midwife. He was so excited and asking all sorts of questions -- totally adorable! We got to hear the Fledgling's heartbeat again which is always so awesome. James was totally invigorated after hearing it and said he wanted to go out and build something for the babe.<br /><br />Our next ultrasound is a week today (20 week ultrasound!!!). I am beyond excited for it. Hopefully the Fledgling will not be shy (or naughty!) and hide her/his goods from the technician. The lame thing is that the technician will not tell you the sex of the baby then and there so we have to wait 3 business days for my midwife to get the ultrasound results before we can know. She knows how excited we are to find out the sex of the baby though so she said she would call us asap. But we will be able to see the baby and make sure it is all healthy and intact and perfect and lovely so that is more than enough for us!<br /><br />I finally have energy again which is awesome. I am back to working full time and am feeling like doing stuff on my days off. Today I went through my closet and dresser and got rid of a bunch of stuff that will never fit me again (didn't fit me for quite a while before I got pregnant so I don't think it's going to fit me after!). I also organized a drawer for the Fledgling in my dresser until I can get the dresser from my mum. I folded all the tiny clothes and stuff I have knit and it looks so cute all together! I put in a request for a 3-bedroom townhouse today at our complex so hopefully something will come up in the near future. I can't wait to decorate for the Fledgling!<br /><br />Next post I will hopefully have gratuitous shots of the Fledgling flashing her/his goods to show you all!little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-78389968554822099322009-11-17T20:37:00.000-08:002009-11-17T21:08:25.929-08:00The Baby at the End of the RainbowI am starting to get really excited about the baby I get to have at the end of this journey. For so long the focus was just on getting pregnant. It took so long I started to think that would never actually happen. When it finally did, I was so scared that something would happen to the baby. I was terrified until I saw the ultrasound & heard the heartbeat. I also felt horribly sick most of the time for the first 12 weeks or so and could not get any enjoyment out of being pregnant. Now I am in my 16th week and have kicked the first trimester's ass and I am feeling great! I am starting to show and have been enjoying the comfort of maternity pants! I am finally "feeling pregnant" as opposed to just feeling sick and panicky and worried. I am feeling like a mum-to-be and am preparing for my role.<br /><br />My co-pregnant lady Heather had her baby last week. She was due October 31 but her water didn't break until the afternoon of November 10th. I headed over on the ferry as soon as I could and got to the hospital at midnight. Due to her testing positive for Group B Strep the doctors decided to induce her when labour didn't start past her water breaking. After a long long long night and day (with only an hour or so of sleep) she was still only at 6 cm! Poor girl. I was there in the capacity of a doula (haven't actually started my training but have been studying) and did what I could to make her more comfortable and have less pain. I tried to focus her on her breathing as well as rubbed her wherever she was sore and held her hand through the contractions. It was quite the experience and I am glad I was there for her. There are things I wish I could have done more of (learned better relaxation techniques, helped her focus more) but all in all I found it a positive experience from my end. I don't really think she felt the same though! By the end of her labour (around 3 pm Nov 11) she was frustrated and tired and angry and scared. She went in for a C-Section at about 4 pm. I had to leave by 6 to catch the ferry back home so I only got to see her for about 3 minutes or so and I didn't get to see Heather after that. Hopefully I can go back for a visit soon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx7fjK_TlbqpipCWe3RuPZ09u_yL9bQObLFMHkcShKQiXWfyVOkdzjzReN7kwwv33yr34FcVG4Picj70bM1jjkBXIV2QeJqkygxIjdMD10YKyUgMv46dUhe7T_LpSTz4EMp8UPD_sVIaiW/s1600/molly.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx7fjK_TlbqpipCWe3RuPZ09u_yL9bQObLFMHkcShKQiXWfyVOkdzjzReN7kwwv33yr34FcVG4Picj70bM1jjkBXIV2QeJqkygxIjdMD10YKyUgMv46dUhe7T_LpSTz4EMp8UPD_sVIaiW/s320/molly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405305602807817074" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh_GHxkd114DvTIzzHfKXqjoz6nMDcHyunkePbv5PLGFV03IVOvdDvnJKKja8b2Y7XZBtVXPXILkC7Bk8b3KDGD_Lau1fgh75Hy1FPB9eQz-kEqYd95o51pW5wOEWUW1K1eblrvdRfMXg0/s1600/molly+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh_GHxkd114DvTIzzHfKXqjoz6nMDcHyunkePbv5PLGFV03IVOvdDvnJKKja8b2Y7XZBtVXPXILkC7Bk8b3KDGD_Lau1fgh75Hy1FPB9eQz-kEqYd95o51pW5wOEWUW1K1eblrvdRfMXg0/s320/molly+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405305610334028546" border="0" /></a><br />Heather's labour really helped me decide on a lot of things I want for my labour. I have some experience with meditation and focusing my mind on my goals (mostly due to spell work) and I would like to develop that further. I also really want to get a copy of "Birthing from Within" and would like to take the birth class based on the book. I signed up for my pre-natal classes through the Public Health Department today which will start in February. They are pretty basic though so I really want to explore more options for coping with pain and getting the most out of the labour and birth.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">16 Weeks, 3 Days<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4b0668HbibxZg-BiY51j7j_ZG6_tYAZ1HGjpj5SmDo6QzRPsInpkaSCFDt2x-sJUB-Q-62LR4r2F5QJfed7TlOX5kbNiUtSm8emOPcH2iR63H4c8lF4eHJ3bV9WseYCMkTQcI4fHU5Shg/s1600/Belly+Nov+17,+16w3d+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4b0668HbibxZg-BiY51j7j_ZG6_tYAZ1HGjpj5SmDo6QzRPsInpkaSCFDt2x-sJUB-Q-62LR4r2F5QJfed7TlOX5kbNiUtSm8emOPcH2iR63H4c8lF4eHJ3bV9WseYCMkTQcI4fHU5Shg/s320/Belly+Nov+17,+16w3d+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405305616571663618" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-24567506580091250012009-11-03T14:36:00.001-08:002009-11-03T14:41:26.747-08:00Baby Kitty<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgShDAcOgBMzEByZANvDdEpQ0G87cH4_QLYC6IO4ZXTk-Dz7RxsxZDhOPb9SJwB47_0y7q3yGdEJw8KMGhNXotd6OrYy3zifzmkQst0k58uQAAbVQc56kWGaBecIveTS_SFNArS9FaNlcNs/s1600-h/baby+kitten+003.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgShDAcOgBMzEByZANvDdEpQ0G87cH4_QLYC6IO4ZXTk-Dz7RxsxZDhOPb9SJwB47_0y7q3yGdEJw8KMGhNXotd6OrYy3zifzmkQst0k58uQAAbVQc56kWGaBecIveTS_SFNArS9FaNlcNs/s320/baby+kitten+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400011000428194770" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Crazy things happen when James is home from work. The part that amazes me is that Spike actually let him do this and then posed for pictures, hat and all.<br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBauE2V6OL33ZN5Su52SKXdD3qr4F4fAXTwfwodhyphenhyphenvwjUmSbQZb0kr-dn0tnZ63BVGESBvemCOW9boRDpHJxkDOJiSTlWnb0OXeCfjPk94Xi-HaDJZjH2nAVt8WE0VbAFCvyu8lphCe8oH/s1600-h/baby+kitten+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBauE2V6OL33ZN5Su52SKXdD3qr4F4fAXTwfwodhyphenhyphenvwjUmSbQZb0kr-dn0tnZ63BVGESBvemCOW9boRDpHJxkDOJiSTlWnb0OXeCfjPk94Xi-HaDJZjH2nAVt8WE0VbAFCvyu8lphCe8oH/s320/baby+kitten+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400010731295371714" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-13682437180049444542009-10-30T19:06:00.000-07:002009-10-30T19:09:58.829-07:00Ultrasound #2I forgot to mention in my last post that my next ultrasound is scheduled for December 11. That will be just past my 20 week mark and we will be able to find out the sex!!! Not sure about elsewhere but in Canada they are not allowed to tell you the sex before 20 weeks (basically because you can't abort past 20 weeks and some people might want to terminate if the sex is not what they want). So hopefully the Fledgling will behave and not be shy and will show us the goods!little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-6911861228613847672009-10-29T15:27:00.000-07:002009-10-29T15:33:32.792-07:00Heartbeat V.2I had my third midwife appointment the other day. At 13.5 weeks things are going along smoothly. The best part about the appointment was getting to hear The Fledgling's heartbeat on the Doppler. When we went in for the ultrasound I didn't actually hear the heartbeat, I just saw it on the monitor. So this was the first time I had actually heard it. It was the coolest thing ever!! It sounded like people in a tunnel talking or something crazy and sci-fi like that. James was supposed to come with me to the appointment but he couldn't get out of work in time so we called him and put the mic up to the phone and he got to hear it too! How awesome is that that with modern technology he could hear his baby's heartbeat across town?! If I close my eyes I can picture the beautiful sound perfectly. It is so wonderful.<br /><br />My body is definitely changing now. I looked down in the shower the other day and the veins in my breasts were so dark my boobs were blue! Of course I freaked out for a second and then realized that that is perfectly normal, especially since I have such fair skin. James is obsessed with my tummy. There is definitely a baby there now! So cool. It's still not really noticeable to others but I love it and can't stop patting and rubbing it.little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-66493117797746068592009-10-24T14:26:00.000-07:002009-10-24T15:08:24.862-07:00Clothes!! (13 Weeks Pregnant)My tummy has started to bulge a tiny bit (still nothing noticeable to others since I have a bit "extra" in that area anyways). I went to a couple thrift stores yesterday and bought my first 2 pair of maternity pants! Woo hoo! They are so comfortable I never want to wear anything else ever again. One pair was $5 (black velvety flared jeans-style) and the other was $12 (brown stretchy flared cords). Not bad considering I was looking at Thyme Maternity the other day and their pants were all at least $50 (their jeans were $70!!!). I still want to get a pair of jeans but there are a bunch more thrift stores in town that I can try and I'm sure to find something. For now, I'd like to get a Bella Band so I can wear my jeans a little bit longer (they're baggy everywhere else except the waist so even if I grow elsewhere they should be fine).<br /><br />I'm still on my baby knitting frenzy (although I'm trying to get some Christmas gifts done in between). I made another pair of legwarmers and a cute litle elf hat out of some rainbow yarn that I am absolutely in love with. The yarn is so fabulous I think I'll make a toddler-sized hoodie out of it as well. I attempted to make the <a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall08/PATTopart.html">OpArt</a> baby blanket yesterday but I just didn't like it. I want something special but something that I don't have to pay a lot of attention to as I'm knitting (I like to knit and watch TV) and that just wasn't going to happen with the OpArt Blanket. I found another blanket that I'm in love with and I started it last night in the softest red and black yarn. It's going to be fabulous!!! The pattern has skulls on it (which I think is pretty cute but James doesn't like for a baby blanket) so I'm going to do stars instead which will be even more awesome.<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Rainbow Elf Hat & Leggies:<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonl3i8txsXhMc2fhYt1oNTBAsD41Oyy8pkDa4aLMNPW1vbNjXQ9ozm8A9GPpGqDYkMfTjkm_lIFOWWgwq8ToBJh83RdpuZFCrliQhhkODbN8aHov_oKbyWkY44wxgYGnmvl0ZZ-eyzNQQ/s1600-h/Rainbow+Set+%281%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjonl3i8txsXhMc2fhYt1oNTBAsD41Oyy8pkDa4aLMNPW1vbNjXQ9ozm8A9GPpGqDYkMfTjkm_lIFOWWgwq8ToBJh83RdpuZFCrliQhhkODbN8aHov_oKbyWkY44wxgYGnmvl0ZZ-eyzNQQ/s320/Rainbow+Set+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396284189476500738" border="0" /></a>Checkered Baby Blanket:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(my version will be black & red with white stars)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFSugxP6Q4pMQ5U397puq4Bl8MMsGin-TLRFNH_IQJQhfl39qX4GiQxr31sG1p5ers4aQfpy9l_SPp27d641Hkv8P310ZCWObcTZHCiNdSbnazD3cQazOJrt7AoS73p8cQGHirjsTJ90i5/s1600-h/punk+blanket.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFSugxP6Q4pMQ5U397puq4Bl8MMsGin-TLRFNH_IQJQhfl39qX4GiQxr31sG1p5ers4aQfpy9l_SPp27d641Hkv8P310ZCWObcTZHCiNdSbnazD3cQazOJrt7AoS73p8cQGHirjsTJ90i5/s320/punk+blanket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396284459093765122" border="0" /></a><br /></div>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-25192245105213220642009-10-15T20:40:00.000-07:002009-10-15T20:48:44.126-07:00Feeling BetterMy cold or flu or whatever seemed to go away with lots of rest. I'm still not perfect but I managed to get out of bed today, get dressed, and go visit some family! Way to go me!<br /><br />I bought my first article of maternity clothing today. It's not technically intended for maternity but it'll work. It's a super comfy, super stretchy thin black hoodie that will grow with me. I plan on wearing it every day for the next 6 months. My quest for non-hideous maternity jeans didn't go as well. I figured as much though, as I was in Walmart. I'll have to venture out to the rest of the mall when the time comes that I don't fit into my pre-pregnancy jeans and go to the dreaded Thyme Maternity.<br /><br />I finished the Fledgling's booties. I still have a bunch of the blueberry yarn left over so I'm knitting a hat to match.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU_W-wr7ox5pyb2XltXCjruFKrsAHPLSmwP3-8aNjoELujzQvWeunA1VT-eE-E_nfg32bZ4vlJQM7DwkTj1lul5CfjbiwpnL3q50w6gQyEvFHptV-ZSN9Ri6jxIlMNGdWbt1HKugBA0hev/s1600-h/Blueberry+Booties+%281%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU_W-wr7ox5pyb2XltXCjruFKrsAHPLSmwP3-8aNjoELujzQvWeunA1VT-eE-E_nfg32bZ4vlJQM7DwkTj1lul5CfjbiwpnL3q50w6gQyEvFHptV-ZSN9Ri6jxIlMNGdWbt1HKugBA0hev/s320/Blueberry+Booties+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393039265057133122" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-42538364260976445802009-10-13T12:07:00.000-07:002009-10-15T20:49:26.039-07:00I'm SickGrrr.... the morning sickness is pretty much gone, only to be replaced with THE FLU! I started feeling icky Saturday night and now (Tuesday morning) still feel like a bag of crap. I have pretty much been spending my days eating, sleeping and knitting. I finished the Fledgling's legwarmers and have started on a matching pair of booties. I should probably go to the doctor but I just don't have the energy or patience to sit in a doctor's office waiting room. Grrr...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The Fledgling's Legwarmers:<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRv1mf1DyvuvfKkJ4M_qhpjTlHyMSuE2dIR_A3Q2m_FeQv8FTLHgKerw4dCrb1yqLbOTyiagwnNkwSfufC3WtrcuC9vxQzexZXQ5Jjy0UMA98dwMWUKW_bZFfBrXF02zu_O_Tx5bMikqoR/s1600-h/knitting+005.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRv1mf1DyvuvfKkJ4M_qhpjTlHyMSuE2dIR_A3Q2m_FeQv8FTLHgKerw4dCrb1yqLbOTyiagwnNkwSfufC3WtrcuC9vxQzexZXQ5Jjy0UMA98dwMWUKW_bZFfBrXF02zu_O_Tx5bMikqoR/s320/knitting+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392164783191303826" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfP_7WHeEhCYefZ96D2uuOnGSUe5zErKLXZbVV4pd19wFA0RXHjCPjBFx0cTEbsIsDxQa-YdtQMVxJXjkoYA_QVyS4tnzz26TglMcB7kORhkrbWSAR-VxFUvGtJqTMeYunpr7rKD4fYOQC/s1600-h/knitting+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfP_7WHeEhCYefZ96D2uuOnGSUe5zErKLXZbVV4pd19wFA0RXHjCPjBFx0cTEbsIsDxQa-YdtQMVxJXjkoYA_QVyS4tnzz26TglMcB7kORhkrbWSAR-VxFUvGtJqTMeYunpr7rKD4fYOQC/s320/knitting+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392164798468994114" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-78386327390441824842009-10-10T12:09:00.000-07:002009-10-15T20:50:10.404-07:0011 WeeksThings are going pretty well. I have been feeling better for about a week. I went to Vancouver for my friend's Halloween Baby shower which was an absolute blast. We ate junk, did crafts, and all the non-pregnant folks drank booze. She got lots of prezzies and it was a success.<br /><br />In other not so happy news, while I was in Vancouver I attended a memorial for my friend's 8 week old niece. Taryn was diagnosed with a heart problem while in-utero and underwent multiple surgeries on her heart in her short lifetime. She was well on the road to recovery until a day before she would have been 8 weeks. Things took a horrible turn and she didn't make it. They're still not entirely sure what happened and will have to perform an autopsy which could take a couple months to get the results. The memorial was really beautiful. My friend and her sister (Taryn's mama) put together a beautiful tribute full of photos and flowers and videos. I can't imaging the pain they are going through. To have Taryn for such a short time and to think that she was going to recover. I just can't fathom it. It was absolutely heartbreaking to watch them.<br /><br />The Fledgling is doing well. I of course got paranoid that something had happened when I no longer felt ill every moment of the day but I had reached the 10 week point and I think that's pretty standard for the morning sickness to decrease. I'm still not feeling absolutely perfect. I don't have to eat quite as often and I can eat a little more at a time but if I'm not careful I can feel quite gross. I hadn't been able to take my pre-natal vitamin for a few weeks -- every time I took it I felt nauseous. Luckily I had been taking it for about 9 months before I got pregnant though so some of the vitamins are stored in my body and the folic acid was in my system when I conceived and when the baby's spinal column was forming. I took a vitamin the other day and promptly threw it up about 20 minutes later. That was the first time I had actually thrown up and I have to say I didn't enjoy it.<br /><br />My body is definitely changing. The casual observer wouldn't notice but James is obsessed with the size of my boobs and I am obsessed with how much they hurt (it doesn't help that I have excema on them right now which is making me miserable). My tummy has also started to bulge a tiny bit. Nothing visible to others except James and me but it is making it feel so much more real!<br /><br />My lovely friend Dawn gave me a bunch of baby stuff the other day including clothes, a breast pump (yeah!!), some maternity bras, and a feeding pillow. I have also had offers from other friends to lend me their baby's clothes. I don't have a lot of money so every bit helps. I'm so lucky to have generous friends.<br /><br />I finally finished the baby blanket for my friend and am able to knit for the Fledgling now! So far I have knit a tiny little hat (along with 2 other hats for friends) and am working on a little pair of legwarmers. I hear that baby legwarmers are perfect for wearing with a onesie and for diaper changes. S/he will be a Spring baby so I'm knitting them in a bamboo-blend yarn which will keep her/him warm but also allow for breathing. I found the blanket pattern I'd like to knit for the Fledgling and am excited for pay day to go buy some yarn.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Purple Newborn Hat for the Fledge:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAieDzi4uWc5s6wqIWxUQCGofJ10PySIiQdkSctobhKHSF2OwtJ0GrLlzwPIsgicfVILlaWaKAID4ufX_BvEiB-EgKUmR3bLEf3JspfMVwRsvpgmgRqMelM4T9xaJ1BlKVLacOVea4ZVfB/s1600-h/Fledgling+Hat+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAieDzi4uWc5s6wqIWxUQCGofJ10PySIiQdkSctobhKHSF2OwtJ0GrLlzwPIsgicfVILlaWaKAID4ufX_BvEiB-EgKUmR3bLEf3JspfMVwRsvpgmgRqMelM4T9xaJ1BlKVLacOVea4ZVfB/s320/Fledgling+Hat+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391056291303655282" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Beginning of The Fledge's Leggwarmies:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQD47SVQmuO1fdIQliHwGAfMTK8Q6NGHyaFkpq3U4ZQI8FeP3YOntSY8CuNaPpITcjVXpUXL3YzFjxsEjwAQqcjIVGZueUSWVrKUi4I-dEyclIbXkOonZp-CitBnO-Ne4SXAOCEFAfDIOV/s1600-h/knitting.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQD47SVQmuO1fdIQliHwGAfMTK8Q6NGHyaFkpq3U4ZQI8FeP3YOntSY8CuNaPpITcjVXpUXL3YzFjxsEjwAQqcjIVGZueUSWVrKUi4I-dEyclIbXkOonZp-CitBnO-Ne4SXAOCEFAfDIOV/s320/knitting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391057447799256962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Newborn Hat for Molly:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXd8l1tsnSg1D8gd-4sxbrqIXvGCEgzqxJiMn82mbcxnyUaWLhAH4rPvmPnjo6cngNVvGdP_TmRLwze5MdP5dNxrJWELq2g9gC5C_M0FVFT026NPQFVRunJ8vv1ri5HUcDttnxAPVGt0B/s1600-h/knitting+001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwXd8l1tsnSg1D8gd-4sxbrqIXvGCEgzqxJiMn82mbcxnyUaWLhAH4rPvmPnjo6cngNVvGdP_TmRLwze5MdP5dNxrJWELq2g9gC5C_M0FVFT026NPQFVRunJ8vv1ri5HUcDttnxAPVGt0B/s320/knitting+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391057464314722274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Molly's Blanket:<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhve77WxhVGniCupYONv8lvqh5hh6rJC-mEVxsB0pRXyk85aR9dfGo92S0-uBk3nmEUykxrknyln4x8LUCGfYQQHhH2hOSUnuW8Zu8aiUJ0s5eszj_df156Gq2_BsgpbJKFwRv0X7zdujH9/s1600-h/heather+018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhve77WxhVGniCupYONv8lvqh5hh6rJC-mEVxsB0pRXyk85aR9dfGo92S0-uBk3nmEUykxrknyln4x8LUCGfYQQHhH2hOSUnuW8Zu8aiUJ0s5eszj_df156Gq2_BsgpbJKFwRv0X7zdujH9/s320/heather+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391057474407801026" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Pumpkin Hat for Gavriel:<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuzpEagYVXgSwfbXnxc8EH5fMeoaT_VcmRSfjWa7epFUD1b6Gp9Q5wNZKiTN6CoZvEZIGxIHv7PXsALoExOghmXecOF5EVevzIltSvAR5n2u3-QYfHGs9KUGHTQyNsVVWAGKeaUlrr3_dS/s1600-h/pumpkin+hat+for+Gavriel.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuzpEagYVXgSwfbXnxc8EH5fMeoaT_VcmRSfjWa7epFUD1b6Gp9Q5wNZKiTN6CoZvEZIGxIHv7PXsALoExOghmXecOF5EVevzIltSvAR5n2u3-QYfHGs9KUGHTQyNsVVWAGKeaUlrr3_dS/s320/pumpkin+hat+for+Gavriel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391057481970917554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Pattern Pic (not my own work) for The Fledgling's Blanket:<br />(I'll be knitting it in black and red)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHX5ZBERZNaNTYySzIRWbrcl0nh6TcOIo-AQLGfs4NkgQcR9hggyRZxuBbQ6thBzyo3QUtbn9nwl1jPWmItqEXimLk_sykTmE9o9nNUVyBcLva1YEWbYtFboBO7HrXtyukLZpp-Gzqg5sn/s1600-h/opart+blanket.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHX5ZBERZNaNTYySzIRWbrcl0nh6TcOIo-AQLGfs4NkgQcR9hggyRZxuBbQ6thBzyo3QUtbn9nwl1jPWmItqEXimLk_sykTmE9o9nNUVyBcLva1YEWbYtFboBO7HrXtyukLZpp-Gzqg5sn/s320/opart+blanket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391057491694833010" border="0" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-24919490406201787082009-09-26T17:26:00.000-07:002009-09-26T17:33:32.679-07:00HungryI am hungry. All the time. Except when I am full. <br /><br />This seems to be the course of my days. All I think about is food. I wake up hungry and nauseous (although not as bad as the last couple of weeks). I eat something. I am immediately full after eating half of whatever it is. I wait a bit. Then I'm hungry again. According to everything I read, this is totally normal. I've been trying to make sure there are protein & complex-carb foods around at all times (brown rice, chocolate milk, granola bars, toast & pb). My cravings so far have been for Subway (veggie with extra cheese and ranch dressing on their fabulous new flat breads) and Taco Bell (7 layer Burrito with 3 packs of mild sauce). Luckily Taco Bell is on the other end of town because if I was eating it as much as I wanted to I would be in trouble (I certainly don't need anything else making me feel gassy and bloated, the baby has that covered). James thinks I should get a job at Subway until I go on mat leave so that I can eat all the Subway I want (I have to admit it's tempting).<br /><br />Anyhoo, that's my day. Sleep, eat, eat, sleep, eat, eat, eat, sleep...little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-32628392975175329492009-09-25T19:43:00.000-07:002009-09-25T19:52:38.697-07:00The Fledgling Has a Heartbeat!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2rCeoTgJ8rQ3vobla31Qhh2NzpSLGWPSr0pk0jeviTYc3U-mJ6W9-YiMoajFIxCQ7vq-bSsr5xTaFQXqJQtmGiatMd6YD4zSacHz5CB9Jp-1lICDIKPmyTJuuk8oIcy36tYFIqRbd0LI/s1600-h/Ultrasound+Sept+25+2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2rCeoTgJ8rQ3vobla31Qhh2NzpSLGWPSr0pk0jeviTYc3U-mJ6W9-YiMoajFIxCQ7vq-bSsr5xTaFQXqJQtmGiatMd6YD4zSacHz5CB9Jp-1lICDIKPmyTJuuk8oIcy36tYFIqRbd0LI/s320/Ultrasound+Sept+25+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385603583950161074" /></a><br />I had my dating ultrasound today!! There is a heartbeat and a perfect little baby (almost an inch!) growing exactly where it is supposed to be. Since my cycle is so weird (I ovulate later than most) my midwife wanted to be able to get a better idea of exactly how old it is. Apparently it is 8 weeks 4 days which puts the due date at May 1! I get a Beltane baby! I can't wait. This year at the Beltane ritual I attended I jumped over the fire and wished for my baby and now it is on its way and will be born around that time next year.<br /><br />The ultrasound technician was really sweet. I hoped she would jump up and down and scream "OMG THERE'S A HEARTBEAT" but of course she sees it every day so I was actually pretty impressed with her excitement for me. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIcAL5FEDhFUenZtVkauri4YoU5Il9l0HyuLQO3SvSegtQuIiGlZ534L-hCeNjKG7wBgGQuulWAc-JhkwOrhAAw8My-W2F_5OKHyZ7GUQxvObWdxZ-XFiPMhXUvb0Rdo9Gy9_eF6lW4DNT/s1600-h/Ultrasound+Sept+25+3-edit.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIcAL5FEDhFUenZtVkauri4YoU5Il9l0HyuLQO3SvSegtQuIiGlZ534L-hCeNjKG7wBgGQuulWAc-JhkwOrhAAw8My-W2F_5OKHyZ7GUQxvObWdxZ-XFiPMhXUvb0Rdo9Gy9_eF6lW4DNT/s320/Ultrasound+Sept+25+3-edit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385602615438156866" /></a><br /><br />It feels so much more real now. Even though I have had all the pregnancy symptoms and no miscarriage symptoms, I was scared. I was afraid it would be ectopic (even though there was no sign of this) or that there wouldn't be a heartbeat. But there's a baby and a heartbeat and it was moving and it is beautiful. I can't believe that in 7 months I am going to have a baby!!little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-79730085533415107262009-09-08T13:49:00.000-07:002009-09-08T14:00:22.606-07:00Kitty is Back (but with him came nausea)My boy is back! I still can't believe it. We got a call Saturday night from a couple who had had him for the last 3 weeks. They saw my poster at SPCA when they were going in to have one of their cats put down. I can't get over the chances of them seeing the poster and them actually calling us. So now I don't have to name the baby Spike. <br /><br />I've told Spike all about the baby and I pretend he's interested. It's going to be a huge adjustment for him since he sleeps with mummy and daddy and won't be able to once baby comes. Our other cats could care less what happens in the house as long as they get food and water and the occasional cream but Spike follows James around the house everywhere he goes (bathroom included) and sleeps on me.<br /><br />My other excitement is that "morning sickness" has started. I had some tummy rumbles for the last couple weeks but the nausea kicked full in this weekend. All I wanted to do was stay in bed all weekend but my best friend was visiting so I had to entertain him instead. He and James drank lots of beer on Saturday night and I was the one who woke up feeling like I had a hangover. I swore to myself that I wouldn't complain during my pregnancy (wishful thinking!) after all it took me to get here. But this baby is kicking my ass. I had to work at 7AM this morning and thought I was going to puke the whole time. I have always loved the smell of coffee but now it makes me incredibly nauseous (not great working in a cafe) and my body has also decided that I can no longer drink it either.<br /><br />All in all though, my kitty returning and the fact that I am having a baby makes for the happiest I have ever been in my life. Even the horrible nausea is oddly comforting because it means my little Fledgling is growing and taking over. I wouldn't trade that for anything. xolittle miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-86251401974740162482009-09-03T17:29:00.000-07:002009-09-03T17:41:59.309-07:00Crackers are a Girl's Best FriendThe nausea seems to have started. I was having tummy upsets last week but now I seem to only be able to eat a tiny bit at a time. I remember when Nena said crackers on your nightstand were the way to go so I bought some yesterday and they have been living in my purse. Definitely helping. No vomiting for me though, I seem to get the opposite (sorry... tmi?) and gas that James says "makes soldiers across town stand at attention". Thanks babe. I felt so gross yesterday that I couldn't eat and when I got home I was dead hungry. James had ordered a cheese pizza and Caesar salad (my favorite food in the world). I ate so much that I couldn't move and I passed out! Awesome!!<br /><br />I had my first midwife appointment on Monday. It was great. She is such a wonderful woman. The perfect blend of hippie Goddess lady and medical professional. Her office is at her house and my appointment lasted for an entire hour. Her office is full of pictures of all the babies she has birthed -- I LOVED IT! She asked me my medical history and all that but she also talked to me about how I was feeling emotionally. We decided on an ultrasound Sept 25 to better estimate the due date and then another one at 20 weeks to see how the babe is and to find out the sex. She's a big supporter of natural birth but she is also practical and supports using medications and Caesareans if necessary.<br /><br />Another great thing about my appointment is that Jenn told me about the birth rooms at the hospital I will be delivering at. Apparently they just had a multi-million dollar upgrade done to them. Each room is private with a shower and tub and a mini fridge! It's like a holiday. Just kidding!!!little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-25508996640048092952009-08-29T20:12:00.000-07:002009-08-29T20:27:54.401-07:00Panic at the Baby StoreI was so excited about going to Babies R Us. I had felt like it was a place I was either not allowed to go to or that I would feel bad about going to before I was pregnant. We headed over yesterday and I ended up having a minor panic attack. There was so much stuff. So many things that you apparently have to buy or YOUR BABY IS GOING TO DIE!! I lasted about 20 minutes before we had to leave. James grabbed a catalog on our way out though. <br /><br />When I got home I perused the catalog and realized that so much of the stuff I was seeing at the store is not actually stuff I'm at all interested in. There are a few big ticket items (stroller, car seat, bassinet/co-sleeper, breast pump) we'll need but I think our family will take care of them (mum already said she'd get the bed). I think I was just overwhelmed by all the choices. There were at least 20 strollers, 30 car seats, 15 breast pumps, and on and on and on. I can't seem to figure out why one car seat would cost $99 and another would cost $300. They aren't going to make a car seat that's unsafe right? So why do I need to even think about spending $300 on one if the $99 one is just as effective. <br /><br />Then there were the brands. Evenflo, Eddie Bauer, Graco... There are just so many. And then there are the "child advertising" type items as well. Why does everything have to have Dora, Winnie the Pooh or Disney Princesses on it? If it doesn't have one of those brands on it then it is pink or blue. I have no plans to raise my child gender neutral but I also have no plans to have everything pink or blue. And why does a child need a Dora the Explorer potty? Does peeing with Dora make it easier? At least there was no Hannah Montana on the baby stuff.<br /><br />Anyhoo, I'll have to make another trip to Babies R Us so we can make our registry. I think next time I go though I will be armed with information. I plan to do my research on strollers, breast pumps, car seats/strollers/travel systems and maybe have some sort of idea what we want.little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-55583014963923282009-08-27T13:19:00.000-07:002009-08-27T22:34:53.206-07:00Vampire Baby<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJLDGVwgZNmUba37wCF5LBmrfLxPROFv7icUMy_60INcSV2u34dq1rwLPdmGXW_3b30XKHLCFqfKontopD906BjBVZhiZ9DTN0MvGvlRv6XuEIhk8qsEfgdO41TxOYcn2exaIx2pEqR5c/s1600-h/vampire+baby.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJLDGVwgZNmUba37wCF5LBmrfLxPROFv7icUMy_60INcSV2u34dq1rwLPdmGXW_3b30XKHLCFqfKontopD906BjBVZhiZ9DTN0MvGvlRv6XuEIhk8qsEfgdO41TxOYcn2exaIx2pEqR5c/s320/vampire+baby.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374741507208875138" /></a><br />No, I don't think this is what my baby will look like. But it's just so damn cute!<br /><br /><br />eta: James outed us publicly on Facebook today so I posted this picture as my profile. I think it's totally appropriate. xolittle miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-17435725470996688162009-08-25T10:41:00.000-07:002009-08-25T10:50:03.718-07:00MidwifeI was seeing an OB-GYN to figure out why we weren't getting pregnant. I made a pre-natal appointment with her for Sept 16 which seems SO FAR AWAY (welcome to the world of waiting for you baby, Kat). I don't actually want her to deliver my baby anyhow though, I have always wanted a midwife. In Canada (or BC at least) your birth is covered by a doctor or a midwife either way so I feel incredibly lucky. <br /><br />I always thought that my friend's mum would be my midwife. She was the first midwife I ever met and she's an amazing witchy woman. She's a wild hippie lady (sometimes a little too wild though!) but a total sweetheart. Well, it turns out that she is the midwife from James' youngest son's birth. It might sound totally catty but I don't want the same midwife as his ex-wife. I'm not comfortable with that at all and I think my baby's birth is something I need to be totally comfortable during.<br /><br />So I consulted my local mamma friends and got a recommendation for a lady named Jen. And I have an appointment with her on Monday!!!! I am so excited. She's actually a customer at the cafe I used to work at. I remember her being really sweet but really shy. I spoke to her on the phone though and she seemed lovely. So I'll have an update on my baby way sooner than I expected. i am so excited!!little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-30057295764637117622009-08-23T10:31:00.000-07:002009-08-25T15:16:39.736-07:00Sharing the NewsSo far I have told everyone who matters (and then maybe a few more). I really wanted to wait but we just couldn't hold it in. We've been trying for so long that a lot of my friends know when my period is due and they start asking questions around that time. So far I've made 2 friends cry on the phone, my mum screamed and squealed and kept saying "thank you" and my dad celebrated by getting super drunk and repeatedly toasting me with champagne while I drank a nice mug of water. <br /><br />We went over to my mum's because she had some stuff for us (well for the baby!). She got some tiny little socks, a rattle and a beautiful book, <a href="http://www.chapters.indigo.ca/books/A-Teeny-Tiny-Baby-Amy-Schwartz/9781596431935-item.html?ref=Search+Books%3a+%2527teeny+tiny+baby%2527">Teeny Tiny Baby</a>. She was so cute and proud and asked me a million questions about how I'm feeling.<br /><br />After mum's we went for dinner at my dad's house for my step-grandmother's 85th birthday. We told everyone our news and they didn't seem as excited as I thought they would be. I then sat through 4 hours of being told what I should and should not do (my name choices are bad, I shouldn't find out the sex, and I can go ahead and drink the whole time. Hmm... I think I'll just stick with my own decisions thank you very much). I eventually couldn't take it anymore and pretended I wasn't feeling well so we made our exit.<br /><br />James got a little tipsy at my dad's (I'm the drinker in the family but he's taking over while I'm out of commission). We went to Walmart after dinner at my dad's to look at baby stuff. I know it's crazy early to be buying anything but I wanted to get something myself for my baby. I picked out a super cute newborn size white sleeper with an embroidered bear sleeping surrounded by stars and moons and hearts. James then proceeded to walk it down the aisle at Walmart (pretending there ws a baby walking in it) telling anyone who would listen that I am pregnant. I was hugely embarrassed but he was so proud and so cute that I couldn't help laughing. The cashier was laughing so hard I thought she'd cry. Then on the ride home he held the sleeper on his chest and cuddled it and talked to it the whole time.<br /><br />I seem to have adjusted my sleep patterns already. I've always gone to bed ridiculously late and woken up equally late. The past 2 nights I've been in bed by 10 and asleep by 11. I can't seem to sleep past 8:30 (I generally sleep until at least noon if I don't have any reason to get up). It could also help that I'm only drinking one cup of coffee a day now so I'm not totally wired.<br /><br />I'm going to a Chocolate Fountain party at my friend's house tonight. She' one of my fabulous Witchy friends who did a belly blessing for us to get pregnant many months ago. I can't wait to be surrounded by a bunch of fabulous (nontraditional!) women after the onslaught of last night. xo<br /><br />ETA:<br />I finally found my camera and some batteries so here's a pic of the onesie I bought:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBaD_dLbBntvONU8MUQIoZCdZ68haDxU5CyJe-TvXkdbHPN29aIypS89dj5_8IvOJlhlBSQ9toqGvTFNMnMLc12mYDsbQ61-h7XBtfm4LSrH94LUrPoQFbZ7zUA1Njh2dPc2Z9TZ3urjn9/s1600-h/Baby+006.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBaD_dLbBntvONU8MUQIoZCdZ68haDxU5CyJe-TvXkdbHPN29aIypS89dj5_8IvOJlhlBSQ9toqGvTFNMnMLc12mYDsbQ61-h7XBtfm4LSrH94LUrPoQFbZ7zUA1Njh2dPc2Z9TZ3urjn9/s200/Baby+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374028798164907618" /></a>little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2464837652069241043.post-72389163295777180472009-08-22T11:01:00.000-07:002009-08-22T11:16:23.343-07:00Wow! (CD35, 14DPO)I didn't sleep much last night. I guess I'll get used to that eventually!<br />I'm still scared that my period is going to come. I know that's insane since I took 3 positive tests but I am just so used to feeling betrayed by my body that every time I go to the washroom I am afraid to look down. Every twinge in my lower abdomen scares the crap out of me. My breasts are incredibly sore but they are for the week before my period every month so I can't even go with that comfort. <br />I also had some other panic last night. I have been hoping to get pregnant for so long that it just never seemed like it would actually happen. I was having all these thoughts last night about how everything is out of my control. My body is no longer my body and there is an entire little person growing inside it and taking over. I suffer from severe anxiety so the more I think about something the worse the panic gets. Normally when I feel the panic I take an Ativan or drink chamomile tea but I am so terrified of putting anything into my body right now. I know my antidepressants are safe (Zoloft) so I'll just have to count on them to deal with the chemicals and try to find other ways to calm myself. The new community leisure guide just came out so I'm going to try to get into a yoga class so I can get my body in shape and control my emotions as well.<br />Going by my Fertility Friend calculator I ovulated 14 days ago so this is still really really early. So my little bundle of cells is most likely 14 days old. My last period started 35 days ago though so I am "technically" 35 days pregnant. Pregnancy math hurts my head though! I can't get into the OBGYN until September 16 so I won't know any details until then. I'm hoping I can get into see my family doctor before that.<br />My way of dealing with new events/interests is to read everything I possibly can about it. I have been 'collecting' books I want in my Chapters profile for the last year or so (lots of them recommendations from my Married Me ladies). I'm poor though so I requested a bunch from the library. If I fall in love with any of them then I'll buy them after that. The only books they didn't have at the library that I wanted were the Dr Sears books so I think I'll order them.<br />Anyhoo, that's my news/angst/excitement for the morning.little miss katastrofikhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01966518798829817409noreply@blogger.com1