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Psychic Babies

Kate — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 22:29:08 +0000

I’m pretty sure that as babies we were all born with psychic powers and as we got older we lost those powers.

I’m sure everyone has heard that when babies are newborns, babies know when you are stressed and they are crying. There are stories of people putting on headphones while carrying a crying baby, going into their own zone with the music and the baby calms down. Also who hasn’t heard a story of a toddler pointing to a woman’s belly saying baby, only to find out later that the woman was pregnant, or saying twins and pointing to a belly and again later finding out that there are twins!

These babies are not psychic because we know the moms are pregnant, but Micaela happens to only be showing a little bit and yet Hailey seemed to know there was a baby in there!

Check out these cute photos:

(sidenote: I promise Hailey does not wear this shirt every day, she only wears it on game days and because she looks extra cute those days I took a lot of photos)

Here’s another photo of a psychic baby, this is a photo of my friend’s baby playing with the baby in the belly of my co-worker!
We certainly have some smart babies!

Bits and pieces and fifteen weeks.

Micaela — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 01:57:54 +0000

On the weekend I introduced Kent to his first folk festival! Actually, I didn’t know it was his first until he told my aunt while we were there! ha. We spent a beautiful day in the city of Orillia at Mariposa Folk Festival which is at a beautiful location right on the lake with three of my aunts. We both got to see two of our favourite artists (Deep Dark Woods and Serena Ryder), and what is better than sitting around on the grass listening to music and eating junk food all day? Not much! Kent, me, and my aunt Rosie escaped for half an hour to swim in the lake. Perfect day! Kent is definitely a folk festival convert. Our second one might even be this weekend!
Here’s a couple pictures from Mariposa:

To the left is the band we like, Deep Dark Woods, and the two on the very right are Sharon and Bram of “Sharon, Lois and Bram”!! Canadian kids should remember them from the Elephant Show. They did some kids performances at the concert, but here they were singing silly songs about being drunk and cheated on. I was a little scarred.

Our baby has things! Nothing makes the arrival of our baby more real than baby stuff in the house! Kent’s aunt gave us this at a baby shower for his sister and brother-in-law on Sunday:
And my mom gave us this little bunny! This isn’t a clue – we are not going to find out what we’re having, but I think she’s resigned to the idea that we are destined to be a girl-only family:*Okay the picture won’t post, but it’s a pink and white stuffed bunny! I’ll try again later.*My aunt Louie spent the day at Mariposa working on a sweater she’s knitting for the babe:

So basically, all of these people have done more to prepare for the baby than I have. hmm.
I’ve started going to yoga a few times a week. I’ve gone on and off in the past but it was always with my sisters Erica and Katelyn and usually with our cousin Lara teaching. I miss all the laughing we did in class, here everything is so serious! I know that’s how yoga is supposed to be, but I really don’t have that “zen” mindset and don’t think about my breathing and poses in the right way. I don’t think I ever will, and I’m okay with that. My laughing classes were way more relaxing than breathing could ever be! Someone raised their hand in class today and the teacher was all, “I am not taking any questions.” I think she was mad at that person though for coming in halfway through the class. It’s good though, overall! Today at the end of class when we were all laying down (I’m so not a yogi that I don’t even want to use the correct term for it even though I know it, haha) I started zoning out and my thoughts made no sense and after I sat up I couldn’t even remember what I was thinking about or if I was even awake. That was kind of cool. Another thing – I didn’t tell the teacher I was pregnant and at one point she told me to suck my abdomen in… awkward!
Our wedding albums arrived today! I know it’s been almost a year, but it took me a while to choose the pictures for our proofs, and then our photographer was in Africa for a long time. We have one for us, and one for each of our sets of parents. I love them:
I don’t have too much to say about pregnancy. I feel pretty normal. I’m fifteen weeks along and I just checked – apparently the baby is as long as an orange. Wow, that’s actually pretty big. Kent was making fun of me because last night I was laying on my back on the couch with my shirt above my stomach and my hands on my belly like I was nine months pregnant or something. I think now that I’m feeling more energetic and showing a bit more we’re both starting to get excited. Before it just seemed surreal and in a way it still does, but the other night Kent told me he saw a dad and a little girl on the subway rubbing noses and it made him a little sentimental. Every time I see a blonde child with curly hair I think about what ours will look like. Kent and I were both blonde with curly hair so that’s what our child will have, I would imagine.
I love the stage Hailey is at now! When I first saw her on Sunday I said hi to her with a big smile, and she flashed a huge smile back at me. It’s much more rewarding than her previous, “You are absolutely insane, why are you looking at me” expression… which was pretty cute too though! She did great at the shower she attended and had lots of smiles for everyone.
That’s about it for now! For the next two weeks I’ll just be working on the online course that I’m taking so I can teach more courses in high school. After supplying for five months I’ve decided high school is where I want to be. Then we’re going camping/cottaging for a week!
Sorrrry, no fifteen week photo…

Hup Holland Hup

Kate — Sun, 11 Jul 2010 14:24:50 +0000

Guess you don’t need to guess who we are cheering for today!

Hup Holland Hup!

There are two kinds of people out there.

Leah — Thu, 24 Jun 2010 02:48:37 +0000

As a result of having had a seizure a month ago, I’ve lost my license. What I really want to write about is how much it sucks, and how much I hate being so dependent on other people, and how I just want to get in my car and drive to the mall to get a better pair of work shoes (ones that are more conducive to walking thousands of kilometres a day) and how I want to eliminate waiting from my existence and how being on the c-train behind the car that killed a little boy yesterday put a serious damper on my day. I know that last one sounded … trivial, and I will acknowledge that my problems are most definitely first world problems, but they are problems, they are real, and they are mine.

So now that I let that all out (insert big sigh here) I will talk about something I have learned since becoming a full-time transit user.

There are two types of people that take public transit: The kind you wouldn’t mind getting stuck sitting beside, and the kind you avoid sitting beside.

Today, friends, I am going to teach you the very basic and easy ways to become the former and avoid the latter.

1.) First and foremost, SHOWER. And when you shower, use soap. This one is very basic, yet unfortunately people seem to be confused about it.

2.) Wear clean clothes. If you are taking public transit the chances of being in very close proximity to another person are extremely high. If your shirt smells and you think no one will notice, they will. I promise.

3.) Deodorant is your friend. Probably your best friend (even though you may not know). Perfume, on the other hand, is NOT your friend. Don’t choke those around you with your cloud of stench.

4.) iPods are excellent companions on public transit. But not everyone around you favours the same genre of music as you, so turn down to volume to a reasonable level.

5.)Don’t talk to the person next to you. People take public transit to get places, not to make friends.

6.) Don’t talk loudly on your phone. A short, quiet phone call I can understand. But please, if you are going to yell and swear and rant or laugh and exclaim, take it outside. You are disturbing those around you.

7.) Don’t give yourself a manicure on the train. While being productive on the bus/train can be helpful, I don’t want your dirty nail filings flying all over my lap.

8.) If a senior citizen, handicapped person, or somebody with a child comes on the train, offer them your seat. Don’t think about it, don’t count on somebody else doing it, just do it. It’s the courteous thing to do.

9.) Don’t stare at other people on the bus/train. I don’t care if you think that girl is hotter than Heidi Klum or perhaps she has a giant wart on her forehead – staring is rude and that person does notice.

This is by all means not an exhaustive list, so what would you add? What irks you about your public transit neighbours?

*This has been a public service announcement from Leah.

Greater thans, à la Kyla Roma

Leah — Fri, 23 Apr 2010 18:56:01 +0000

Borrowed from Kyla Roma (and Michelle Woo)

vegetables > fruit

original Nintendo > Wii

country music > pretty much anything else

thunderstorms > light rain

(good) wine > beer

trucks > convertibles

running paths > treadmills

talking on the phone > texting

adventurous vacations > all-inclusives

open windows > blinds drawn

dinner parties > restaurants

extreme temperatures > average temperatures

five o’clock shadow > clean shaven

camping > hotels

What are your greater thans?