I confess this week has been a hard one...and it is not just because of struggles I have been having....it has been because of this and this and this.
I confess we will donate here and here to help Japan and you should too..even if it is a little bit $5, $10, $20...because really, truly every little bit helps.
I confess I have some reading to do and I have been putting it off because once I read it everything may change and it scares me.
I confess you should read this because it is once again written far better than I ever could.
I confess it wasn't all bad this week - I did get to go out with my most excellent friend Lori and have Schmoo torte...and if you don't know what that is well I'm sorry because you are missing out!
I confess I took the wee one to Flip today - it is a gymnastics facility and today was drop-in day and he loved to run up and down the trampoline.
I confess wee one is possibly deciding he doesn't want to nap anymore which makes him (and me) very grumpy come the end of the day.
I confess yesterday it warmed up to -2 so we went for a stroller walk which we both enjoyed and now today it is -16..boo!
I confess I feel like someone, somewhere is trying to tell us something and we aren't listening.
I confess it is Friday...TGIF!
Friday, March 11, 2011
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Because I Couldn't Say it Half as Well
I read this post today.
She says it very well...better then I ever could.
For my waiting friends with court dates, referrals and waiting to be matched with their future children, know we are thinking of you.
She says it very well...better then I ever could.
For my waiting friends with court dates, referrals and waiting to be matched with their future children, know we are thinking of you.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Breaking News!!!!!!
Ade eats a cracker!!!!
Finally!!!!
It is the one thing he has not wanted since we got him (that and Cheerios, won't eat a single one!)
Had I known all it would take was some hummus.....that and Vinta Crackers - he has good taste like his Mama!
Monday, March 7, 2011
Manic Mondays
Sleep Deprivation
This last week had its up and downs for sure.
The biggest thing for me has been overcoming the sleep deprivation.
I like to sleep!
Need at least 8 hours of the stuff. (With no interruptions please and thank you)
I probably haven't had a good amount of restful, uninterrupted sleep since...hmmmmm..honestly I don't know when. There was so much happening in the last few months before we brought Ade home (not to mention the entire past year) that sleep was a precious commodity for me.
The days before we left for Ethiopia were busy getting last minute preparations ready. Honestly you would think after all the time we spent waiting we would be ready. But you would be wrong.
By the time we got into the car to go to the airport I was exhausted and emotional....cried all the way to the airport and through the security line-up. When we got to Toronto we thought we had lots of time between connections but soon found out in order to get our Visa for Dubai we had much running around and question asking to do. We weren't even sure until about 10 minutes before we boarded our flights we would be able to enter Dubai..so this left me in a restless state for the next 13 hours on the flight.
Then we landed in Ethiopia and the adrenaline took over....you are finally there. In the country where your son lives...hours from meeting the little boy whose photo you have been looking at for the last 18 months.
Right, without getting into Ethiopia (because that is a different post) sleep was not something that was going to come now for sure.
Every night going to sleep you think, what do I do if something happens to him in the night? I better check to make sure he is breathing? Was that noise he just made him choking? And so the sleep deprivation sets in deeper.
Coming home the jet lag is a killer. I know this of jet lag. Have experienced it many times but until you experience it with a kidlet it is something else. I mean if I have to sit up all night because I am on a different time zone so be it. Doing that whilst chasing a toddler is not so fun. We turned our time around fairly quickly...he did not.
So sleep deprivation had its hooks into me like Freddy Kruger's claws in someone in one of those horror flicks.
The first couple of weeks home I fought through the sleep deprivation because "This is what a mom does!" I was always on edge about putting him down for his nap because "Will he go down o.k.? Will he sleep for 2 hours?" "Will I be able to get the much needed house work done?"
The nights were even worse because he was still going down with a bottle at the time because of his schedule from the foster home and getting up 2 or 3 times a night to look for the bottle or to have a diaper change.
Then it was trying to plan a day full of activities to keep a toddler busy. This is not easy because he has quadruple the energy I do and in actual fact the one getting played out was me.
Then I got a cold....a bad cold that kept me up all night coughing.
Add this to the ever-growing debt in my sleep bank.
Finally, my body just said enough!
I can't take anymore...you have been redlining for too long. I will stop you. I will shut you down.
I can do it...just watch me.
My getting sick...it was the tip of the iceberg....like the first hit the Titanic took...it was just the beginning of the sinking.
This last week had its up and downs for sure.
The biggest thing for me has been overcoming the sleep deprivation.
I like to sleep!
Need at least 8 hours of the stuff. (With no interruptions please and thank you)
I probably haven't had a good amount of restful, uninterrupted sleep since...hmmmmm..honestly I don't know when. There was so much happening in the last few months before we brought Ade home (not to mention the entire past year) that sleep was a precious commodity for me.
The days before we left for Ethiopia were busy getting last minute preparations ready. Honestly you would think after all the time we spent waiting we would be ready. But you would be wrong.
By the time we got into the car to go to the airport I was exhausted and emotional....cried all the way to the airport and through the security line-up. When we got to Toronto we thought we had lots of time between connections but soon found out in order to get our Visa for Dubai we had much running around and question asking to do. We weren't even sure until about 10 minutes before we boarded our flights we would be able to enter Dubai..so this left me in a restless state for the next 13 hours on the flight.
Then we landed in Ethiopia and the adrenaline took over....you are finally there. In the country where your son lives...hours from meeting the little boy whose photo you have been looking at for the last 18 months.
Right, without getting into Ethiopia (because that is a different post) sleep was not something that was going to come now for sure.
Every night going to sleep you think, what do I do if something happens to him in the night? I better check to make sure he is breathing? Was that noise he just made him choking? And so the sleep deprivation sets in deeper.
Coming home the jet lag is a killer. I know this of jet lag. Have experienced it many times but until you experience it with a kidlet it is something else. I mean if I have to sit up all night because I am on a different time zone so be it. Doing that whilst chasing a toddler is not so fun. We turned our time around fairly quickly...he did not.
So sleep deprivation had its hooks into me like Freddy Kruger's claws in someone in one of those horror flicks.
The first couple of weeks home I fought through the sleep deprivation because "This is what a mom does!" I was always on edge about putting him down for his nap because "Will he go down o.k.? Will he sleep for 2 hours?" "Will I be able to get the much needed house work done?"
The nights were even worse because he was still going down with a bottle at the time because of his schedule from the foster home and getting up 2 or 3 times a night to look for the bottle or to have a diaper change.
Then it was trying to plan a day full of activities to keep a toddler busy. This is not easy because he has quadruple the energy I do and in actual fact the one getting played out was me.
Then I got a cold....a bad cold that kept me up all night coughing.
Add this to the ever-growing debt in my sleep bank.
Finally, my body just said enough!
I can't take anymore...you have been redlining for too long. I will stop you. I will shut you down.
I can do it...just watch me.
My getting sick...it was the tip of the iceberg....like the first hit the Titanic took...it was just the beginning of the sinking.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Confession Friday
I confess it is snowing here! Enough!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I confess my favourite drink is a Chai latte but ordered in a specific way - 1/2 sweet with soy :)
I confess I am claustrophobic.....I really notice it in a vehicle where I am sitting in the back or between people and all the doors and windows are shut. For example...it happened in Africa. We had gone out to by some mattresses for an orphanage we were making donations to....I was sitting in the back seat of the van and they loaded all the mattresses between me and the door....suddenly I got all panicky, started to sweat and thought "how the hell am I going to get out of here?" Yvan knows this about me from an experience in Thailand and opened the window. Fresh air and an escape route can do wonders for the mind.
I confess I am watching American Idol this year...mainly because the wee one really seems to dig music and he dances all the time so this is good entertainment for him and I have to say Steven Tyler and Jennifer Lopez aren't driving me crazy.
I confess we booked our first family holiday for the May long weekend to go see my momma and family and we are really looking forward to it. (Family wedding on the Island!)
I confess I have been to the gym twice this week and will be going again today and it feels really good to get a good sweat on!
I confess I have been going to a post partum support group and they have been fantastic. I thought they might not understand a gal who has adopted having PPD but they opened their arms up and welcomed me in.
I confess tonight is date night! I am looking forward to it! Any movie recommendations? (and don't judge peeps that is too soon for us to have date nights...it is not!)
I confess we saw "The King's Speech" last week and it was amazing!
I confess Colin Firth is uber sexy! I love him a lot!
I confess my claustrophobia also kicks in on long international flights -seriously it takes all my energy not to be the crazy person running up and down the plane yelling "Let me off of here! I have to get off this flying, metal tube of death" It usually happens midway on a 13 or 14 hour flight...then I get up, go to the bathroom, splash water on my face, calm down and watch ANOTHER movie.
I confess I have been craving chocolate cake...must fill that craving soon.
I confess I will post about trip to Ethiopia. I really will because it was amazing and I want to share it.
I confess my favourite drink is a Chai latte but ordered in a specific way - 1/2 sweet with soy :)
I confess I am claustrophobic.....I really notice it in a vehicle where I am sitting in the back or between people and all the doors and windows are shut. For example...it happened in Africa. We had gone out to by some mattresses for an orphanage we were making donations to....I was sitting in the back seat of the van and they loaded all the mattresses between me and the door....suddenly I got all panicky, started to sweat and thought "how the hell am I going to get out of here?" Yvan knows this about me from an experience in Thailand and opened the window. Fresh air and an escape route can do wonders for the mind.
I confess I am watching American Idol this year...mainly because the wee one really seems to dig music and he dances all the time so this is good entertainment for him and I have to say Steven Tyler and Jennifer Lopez aren't driving me crazy.
I confess we booked our first family holiday for the May long weekend to go see my momma and family and we are really looking forward to it. (Family wedding on the Island!)
I confess I have been to the gym twice this week and will be going again today and it feels really good to get a good sweat on!
I confess I have been going to a post partum support group and they have been fantastic. I thought they might not understand a gal who has adopted having PPD but they opened their arms up and welcomed me in.
I confess tonight is date night! I am looking forward to it! Any movie recommendations? (and don't judge peeps that is too soon for us to have date nights...it is not!)
I confess we saw "The King's Speech" last week and it was amazing!
I confess Colin Firth is uber sexy! I love him a lot!
I confess my claustrophobia also kicks in on long international flights -seriously it takes all my energy not to be the crazy person running up and down the plane yelling "Let me off of here! I have to get off this flying, metal tube of death" It usually happens midway on a 13 or 14 hour flight...then I get up, go to the bathroom, splash water on my face, calm down and watch ANOTHER movie.
I confess I have been craving chocolate cake...must fill that craving soon.
I confess I will post about trip to Ethiopia. I really will because it was amazing and I want to share it.
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