The Start of My Weekend.... Part 1

So Wes and the kids (the older 2) left at around 1:00pm on Friday to go catch the ferry. As soon as they left, I fed Babe and put him down for his nap. While he was sleeping I did a crazy house clean, as I wanted to spend my weekend relaxing in a clean house. Not that my house is usually messy, but with two teenagers and a husband it's hard to keep it tidy all of the time. So I thought it would be wonderful to have it clean and not have to pick up after everyone all weekend! I know....it doesn't sound all that exciting, but I really was excited!! So I got the house nice and clean just in time for Babe to wake up. Well....then it all began. I get him up and start feeding him and he takes a HUGE crap. Not just a normal crap, but the kind that leak out of every side of the diaper, so he ends up covered in pooh! I take him to his room, put him on the change table start cleaning him all up, go to put the new diaper on and he starts barfing! I sit him up quickly so that he's not choking on his barf and as I do this he starts craping again! Not only do I end up covered in barf, but the way that I was holding him up lined his cute little butt up with my stomach, so yah.....barf and pooh all over me! I stood there for a minute pondering on whether I should cry or laugh and trying to figure out how to clean this up. The only thing I could think was "I WANT MY MOMMY!!" Funny how I still think my mommy can fix all my problems! I ended up transporting us both covered in barf and pooh to the bathroom, and was able to get us both in the tub to clean off. Once we were somewhat clean, I drained the tub and put some fresh none barfy poohy water in and we hung out and had some good bonding time together. That was it for the barfing, but the weekend was only starting!!
By 6pm that night the poor thing had the worst cold ever! I was heart broken! His nose was running like mad and he was coughing sooo much. Every time I would put him to bed, he'd start choking on all the snot running down his throat. My poor little man! So in all, our weekend together didn't end up being how I planned.
But on a good note....I'm in the middle of enjoying my weekend with Wes, and mom is about to take Abram for the day, so this post is going to end here, but I will continue it as soon as I can! I really do have lots to write about, I just need to find the time to do it!

An Update...

My weekend completely SUCKED!! It's late right now, but I plan on making some time tomorrow to sit on here and whine about it! So if you don't feel like hearing me complain, don't check back!!!

My First Weekend Alone!

I'm so excited! Wes is going away for the weekend and is taking the oldest 2 kids with him. It's been over a year since I've had a bed all to myself (except for while in the hospital with Babe, but I don't consider those to be beds) and I can't wait! I will still have Abe with me, but am sure we are going to have a great weekend! And the even better thing is that the weekend after, the oldest 2 kids will be on the mainland visiting their mom, so Wes and I will have a weekend to ourselfs! So much to look forward to this week!
Just as a random attachment, here's some wedding pictures....

Some Random Thoughts for your Entertainment...

#1- I am SOOO sick and tired of wearing a bra! Where did this come from you might ask? Well....it's been 5 months and 2 days of bra wearing. The only place to get to get some relief is in the shower. I love breastfeeding, and have no plans to stop anytime soon, but come on! Can't my milk just come in on demand instead of whenever and wherever it pleases? Bed is the worst...it's so uncomfortable. There was one time that I tried to sleep without it, and well was woken up about 2 hours later in a warm sticky pool. Grrr....guess that comes with being the moose juice supplier.

#2-Postpartum Blues. They really suck. I got hit with them pretty hard for a while. Am totally fine now, but here's what bothers me. After having a baby and coming home, the local heath nurses come to your house, makes sure baby is eating well and gaining weight, check up on you ect. Frankly I didn't like it at all. They can be pretty forceful and I wanted to tell them to leave me alone and get out of my house. Of course I didn't....I sat there and answered all their questions with a smile on my face! When Babe was born, I had no problem getting him to latch on or anything. Every time one of the nurses came into my hospital room while I was feeding, and saw that I was not doing what is called the "football hold", they would get irritated and tell me I was doing it wrong. See, the "football hold" did NOT work well for me and Babe so I said screw it to that. Didn't seem to matter that we were doing well, and he was eating! All that mattered was that I WASN'T doing it there way! This continued with the Health Nurses as well. So after a couple of weeks, the visits stop and the phone calls begin. They do this questionnaire thing with you to see if you are having the "Blues" or not. Well, like I admitted before, I was pretty blue. They ask questions such as......

"Do you find you are crying at everything?"

"Yes...I seem to be extra emotional"(for those who know me, know that I am emotional to start with, so really, me crying at everything is really not that much of a surprise)


"Do you want to harm yourself in anyway?"

"Huh? I just had a baby and love him to pieces! I said I cry a lot, so now you think I want to harm myself? NO I don't want to harm myself!!"

"Do you ever have thoughts of harming your child?"

"You can't be serious!! Of COURSE NOT"

And so the questions went. Now don't get me wrong, maybe there are mothers out there that would have those thoughts, but during my "blues" times all that would make me happy was holding my babe...I couldn't have him close enough. So to end this thought, and to let you know where it came from, I just got the so called 'last checking up' phone call and this is what the nurse said...

"Now Alisha, are you absolutely sure that you are not having any thoughts about harming your baby?"

"NO. I am NOT and I NEVER have."

This is what I was thinking
"I am having thoughts of harming YOU right now!"

Really though, the way she keeps saying it makes me feel like she wants me to say, "yes, I want to harm my baby...please come take him away so I don't and then you can be a hero for saving this wee little one" I would have said this to her, but she is a mother of a friend, so I didn't think that would go over to well!


Well, I feel better now that I was able to rant about that! Babe is awake and wanting some food. There is more thoughts brewing in my head, so be prepared for more!
Yes...yet another picture of the Babe! I just can't help myself! :)

I'm A Cowboy Baby!!




It's a darn good thing that he's this cute......we had our first sleepless night lastnight, and it wasn't fun! Babe cut his first tooth yesterday and has 3 more that are right there fighting to get through and on top of it he has his first cold. He's normally such an awesome baby....never cranky so I found lastnight really hard......and nothing wakes daddy up, so mommy got to deal with it all! I guess it's only the beginning! Can't believe he's 5 months today!!

So Little Time.....

Well I have come to the conclusion that in a perfect world I would be able to get on here everyday and write a little bit. Unfortunatly, my world is not perfect and between being a "milk machine" aka mommy, cooking, and cleaning (that includes the overflowing toilet I had this morning full of pooh that wasn't mine so it was really sick to clean up.....I still haven't finnished to job as I keep heaving....) I don't have the time to what they so call "blog" everyday. Plus, is my life really that interesting that I would have something entertaining enough to write about everyday? Some may think so....other may think not. So I will just write about the last couple of day......On Saturday we headed to Port Alberni to help Tasha and Gary frame their house. While the boys were outside doing all the manual labour, this is what happened inside...



This was all Auntys doing. I have to say though, he'd make a pretty cute girl! It's a good thing they can't remember all the things that happen to them when they are young, or he might hold that against me! I really do need a little girl that I can dress up though!
Sunday was uneventful. Got up, gave the babe some "moose juice" put him back to bed, went and sat in the hot tub for a while with Wes, did some stuff around the house, made dinner, went back in the hot tub, went to bed. Yesterday (monday) I took Abe swimming for the first time, with a friend from Highschool and her little one. Was loads of fun. He loved it tons, so I think I will make it a weekly adventure. It was nice to sit there holding him while I watched Celena run around the place after her little one, while being 6 months pregnant! Was too funny! We didn't get much of a visit it, but hopefully will get together again soon.
Today I have been cleaning up somene elses poo and making muffins which I think are burning......