21 weeks

Yep. I'm over the 'hump'. Only 19 more weeks to go. So I thought I would try and take some belly pictures. I was really into it during my first 2 pregnancies... and I took some nice photos. This time.... not so much. I decided that I would try taking photos of me doing yoga poses. Why that seemed like such a good idea I will never know. Talk about un-flattering. Maybe my belly just isn't big enough yet. I just look large. Anyway... I played with a few and decided that I'd share a couple with you. The first one is the fish. It doesn't do much in the way of showing off my belly... but it's kinda cool.

Double Occupancy

Sometimes sitting around the house doing nothing can be REALLY boring... who would've thought? On Sunday I was particularly bored and decided I needed a project. I thrive on projects... especially those that involve re-arranging/re-designing my house. Thus, the December planned move of Sam into Juliet's room became the October move of Sam into Juliet's room.... or should I say closet. Sam's tiny room will become the baby's room... and so the 2 older monsters now share a room. I removed all signs of what was Juliet's closet (except for the white closet walls) and used the space for Sam's private corner. It was a success & the kids are thrilled. The painting, however, is still scheduled for December when my mom comes back from Colombia. You'll get after pictures then. Hey... I wanted a fun project not a laborious one.

The Vancouver Post

I'm back from my 5-day hiatus in Van-c. I spent the week there (sans enfants) visiting my dad & brother's fam. It was fabulous. 

My dad had a simple surgery last Tuesday and decided last minute that he wanted someone there in the event he needed some extra care... so he flew me out west. Ironically, the surgery couldn't have gone any better and there was no recovery so we had a nice visit.... well, as nice as 5 days with my father could go... laugh out loud. There are various idiosyncrasies when it comes to visiting my dad. Such as, I was happy to find a box of honey nut cheerios when I woke up craving cereal, but was less than thrilled to find out that it was left over from our visit last summer (yes.. 2010). That's the thing about my dad's... you can never be too sure about how long something has been sitting around. If it doesn't show signs of aging, it ain't goin' nowhere.