The Dr. didn't tell us to come back on Friday, he said to come back tomorrow.
So, we saw him this morning, he checked Vicki out, and said that she has progressed, if almost unmeasurably. I think he's just trying to throw us a bone here, but it's nice of him to do that.
Anyway, he wants it to come naturally and doesn't really care too much about our lives outside his office, so Vicki will go back in tomorrow morning and again Friday morning.
Whatever. I'm kind of over it all right now. The excitement and joy has been sucked right out of it.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Grumpy McAss
That would be the most appropriate name for me yesterday.
As I stated in an earlier post I have issues with patience, and this whole 'waiting for the baby' thing has really messed with me. We went in yesterday morning to see the Dr. and were expecting fully for Vicki to be induced since that was the word from the almighty Dr. at the previous appt. So, we had dropped off the kids and had Vicki's bag packed and in the van. Here's how the appt. went:
Dr.: Hi, how are you feeling?
Vicki: I feel like crap, I want this baby out, it's sucking my will to live.(ok, maybe that's not verbatim, but you get the idea)
Dr.: Well, let's check you out.
...uncomfortable pelvic exam...
Dr.: You're a little further ahead, 2cm dilated and very thinned out.
Us: Alright, so what's next for the induction process?
Dr.: Well, there are some other women who are also overdue so it might be a hard sell to the maternity nurses to get you in there. Come back on Wednesday morning and we'll see how you're doing.
Me(luckily, inside my head only): I don't really give two s**ts about any other women and how overdue they are, nor do I care about your difficulty 'selling' the idea to the nurses. Induce her and get this darn baby out.
Me(on the outside): Umm, you said last week that we should pick a day for induction that worked best for my work schedule, and frankly, today works best because I have deadlines coming up and I want to be around to help out when the baby comes. So.....
Vicki: Yes, and with Megan's school year starting next week, it would really be better sooner than later.
Dr.(not looking at me any longer since it's obvious I ain't happy): Well, it'd be nice to get you to go into labor naturally so do lots of walking and we'll see you on Wednesday.
I swear I nearly strangled him with his stethoscope. No, let's not put any worth into the fact that Vicki is miserable and the late arrival of our darling baby is screwing up all our schedules and possibly the amount of time I am able to spend away from work helping out. No, that would be stupid, let's worry about not trying the 'hard sell' to the maternity nurses. Yeah, that makes sense.
So, in my classic style, rather than get angry with the Dr. and cause an uncomfortable moment, I waited til we were back in the van on our way home and decided that, in fact, it was all Vicki's fault because she didn't tell him in the right way how much we needed this baby out.
Just to recap, my logic is that it is the pregnant lady's fault that the Dr. is not doing what I wanted, so of course she should be blamed and yelled at immediately. Yup, that makes sense, because obviously I am the one who is being made to suffer immensely through all this, I mean, c'mon, I have to keep going to work and that's just not fair.
So, that is how I earned the name Grumpy McAss, named after how I was feeling and how I acted. Yeah, yesterday was a great day. Loved.It.
Now, if she'll let me come along, we are going to see the lovely Dr. tomorrow morning at 9am so he can tell us again how Mother Nature knows best and there are so many other, more deserving women out there, and most importantly, to do lots of walking(wow, what a concept, no, we haven't tried that at all) and come back and see him on Friday probably.
That's my prediction, along with the return of Grumpy McAss following the appt. Like I said, I have issues with patience.
As I stated in an earlier post I have issues with patience, and this whole 'waiting for the baby' thing has really messed with me. We went in yesterday morning to see the Dr. and were expecting fully for Vicki to be induced since that was the word from the almighty Dr. at the previous appt. So, we had dropped off the kids and had Vicki's bag packed and in the van. Here's how the appt. went:
Dr.: Hi, how are you feeling?
Vicki: I feel like crap, I want this baby out, it's sucking my will to live.(ok, maybe that's not verbatim, but you get the idea)
Dr.: Well, let's check you out.
...uncomfortable pelvic exam...
Dr.: You're a little further ahead, 2cm dilated and very thinned out.
Us: Alright, so what's next for the induction process?
Dr.: Well, there are some other women who are also overdue so it might be a hard sell to the maternity nurses to get you in there. Come back on Wednesday morning and we'll see how you're doing.
Me(luckily, inside my head only): I don't really give two s**ts about any other women and how overdue they are, nor do I care about your difficulty 'selling' the idea to the nurses. Induce her and get this darn baby out.
Me(on the outside): Umm, you said last week that we should pick a day for induction that worked best for my work schedule, and frankly, today works best because I have deadlines coming up and I want to be around to help out when the baby comes. So.....
Vicki: Yes, and with Megan's school year starting next week, it would really be better sooner than later.
Dr.(not looking at me any longer since it's obvious I ain't happy): Well, it'd be nice to get you to go into labor naturally so do lots of walking and we'll see you on Wednesday.
I swear I nearly strangled him with his stethoscope. No, let's not put any worth into the fact that Vicki is miserable and the late arrival of our darling baby is screwing up all our schedules and possibly the amount of time I am able to spend away from work helping out. No, that would be stupid, let's worry about not trying the 'hard sell' to the maternity nurses. Yeah, that makes sense.
So, in my classic style, rather than get angry with the Dr. and cause an uncomfortable moment, I waited til we were back in the van on our way home and decided that, in fact, it was all Vicki's fault because she didn't tell him in the right way how much we needed this baby out.
Just to recap, my logic is that it is the pregnant lady's fault that the Dr. is not doing what I wanted, so of course she should be blamed and yelled at immediately. Yup, that makes sense, because obviously I am the one who is being made to suffer immensely through all this, I mean, c'mon, I have to keep going to work and that's just not fair.
So, that is how I earned the name Grumpy McAss, named after how I was feeling and how I acted. Yeah, yesterday was a great day. Loved.It.
Now, if she'll let me come along, we are going to see the lovely Dr. tomorrow morning at 9am so he can tell us again how Mother Nature knows best and there are so many other, more deserving women out there, and most importantly, to do lots of walking(wow, what a concept, no, we haven't tried that at all) and come back and see him on Friday probably.
That's my prediction, along with the return of Grumpy McAss following the appt. Like I said, I have issues with patience.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Oh Sweet Sweet Vindication
Today I got my test results back for my cholesterol and blood-glucose. I'm not sure if they make a font big enough for this next line, but to all the people in my life that have told me for years how I was eating my way into untolled health problems, I say...
BOO-YA!(I'm doing a little happy dance right now)
I believe the word my Dr. used (twice!) to describe my results was "unbelievable". Oh yes, unbelievable. Both my cholesterol and blood-glucose are well below normal levels for someone my age.
Oh yeah! Hello Krispy Kreme, and how are you today? Oh, why yes, I will be visiting you again real soon.
BOO-YA!(I'm doing a little happy dance right now)
I believe the word my Dr. used (twice!) to describe my results was "unbelievable". Oh yes, unbelievable. Both my cholesterol and blood-glucose are well below normal levels for someone my age.
Oh yeah! Hello Krispy Kreme, and how are you today? Oh, why yes, I will be visiting you again real soon.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Time For A Change
A change of attitude and a change of my blog template to go along with it.
And why the change? Who is to thank for it? As with all good things in my life, my wife is to blame, I mean, thank.
Preparing for the new baby and all the other life changes in the last year have gotten a little overwhelming in the past weeks/month and I have found myself not being all that much fun to be around. Generally, my attitude has been melancholy or 'detached' at best. (wow, i just used 'melancholy' in a sentence) It's all been about getting this done or getting that done and lately it's all been about, when's the baby coming, when's the baby coming, I want the baby to come, nothing else in my life can happen til the baby comes. Yes, I tend to get just a little obsessive sometimes, coupled with a complete lack of patience (see: January 1995).
So, the other day, and by that I mean yesterday but 'the other day' just sounds so much better, Vicki showed me another blog that she thought was funny so I took some time out and read it. It's nothing out the ordinary really, just a woman in California blogging her life with the rest of us, but it clicked something in me. I think it was because it reminded me of Vicki and me and it was a chance to look at something familiar from an outside perspective. Anyway, the why doesn't really matter, the what does.
It is a complete waste of time and all the glorious gifts that God has given us to be obsessive about all these things. All you end up doing is missing out on the really fun, truly important stuff so that you can feel like 'you got all your stuff done' and you're 'ready'. Who cares about that? Life really IS too short for that. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to go out and buy a motorcycle and go skydiving now. But what I am going to do is try my best to appreciate what I have, right now, not what's coming down the pipe.
In case anyone out there is not aware, I have the most beautiful, caring, and overall wonderful wife on the planet. End.Of.Story.(currently, I am in love with that whole period after each word for dramatic effect thing) Vicki lights my world. And she's pregnant right now! Pregnant! There is almost nothing I love more in this world than my wife when she is pregnant, and I have NOT been appreciating that. I haven't taken a picture of my wife in days. Days, people. As if this is not a rare occurence or something. WTF is with me. Also, I have amazing daughters. I don't remember a single day that I have not been made to smile by them the moment I walk in the door from work.
So, there it is, changes are in the works. I am going to appreciate how awesome my life is, and I'm going to take lots of pictures of it too.
Oh, and I tend to ramble on WAAAAYYYYYY too long, but since you're reading this you already know that.
Peace Out.
And why the change? Who is to thank for it? As with all good things in my life, my wife is to blame, I mean, thank.
Preparing for the new baby and all the other life changes in the last year have gotten a little overwhelming in the past weeks/month and I have found myself not being all that much fun to be around. Generally, my attitude has been melancholy or 'detached' at best. (wow, i just used 'melancholy' in a sentence) It's all been about getting this done or getting that done and lately it's all been about, when's the baby coming, when's the baby coming, I want the baby to come, nothing else in my life can happen til the baby comes. Yes, I tend to get just a little obsessive sometimes, coupled with a complete lack of patience (see: January 1995).
So, the other day, and by that I mean yesterday but 'the other day' just sounds so much better, Vicki showed me another blog that she thought was funny so I took some time out and read it. It's nothing out the ordinary really, just a woman in California blogging her life with the rest of us, but it clicked something in me. I think it was because it reminded me of Vicki and me and it was a chance to look at something familiar from an outside perspective. Anyway, the why doesn't really matter, the what does.
It is a complete waste of time and all the glorious gifts that God has given us to be obsessive about all these things. All you end up doing is missing out on the really fun, truly important stuff so that you can feel like 'you got all your stuff done' and you're 'ready'. Who cares about that? Life really IS too short for that. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to go out and buy a motorcycle and go skydiving now. But what I am going to do is try my best to appreciate what I have, right now, not what's coming down the pipe.
In case anyone out there is not aware, I have the most beautiful, caring, and overall wonderful wife on the planet. End.Of.Story.(currently, I am in love with that whole period after each word for dramatic effect thing) Vicki lights my world. And she's pregnant right now! Pregnant! There is almost nothing I love more in this world than my wife when she is pregnant, and I have NOT been appreciating that. I haven't taken a picture of my wife in days. Days, people. As if this is not a rare occurence or something. WTF is with me. Also, I have amazing daughters. I don't remember a single day that I have not been made to smile by them the moment I walk in the door from work.
So, there it is, changes are in the works. I am going to appreciate how awesome my life is, and I'm going to take lots of pictures of it too.
Oh, and I tend to ramble on WAAAAYYYYYY too long, but since you're reading this you already know that.
Peace Out.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Still coming to work...
Much like a watched pot never boils, it seems that a watched pregnant wife never pops out the darn kid.
So, last week at her appt, the doctor that was filling in for Dr. Hansen measured Vick and said that she measured 40cm. Now, 40cm is what one would usually measure when they are DONE and the baby's arrival is imminent, not to mention the fact that the week before, Dr. Hansen had measured her at 36cm. Hello!? 4cm in one week?
So, all week Vicki is drinking gallons of Raspberry Leaf tea, going for countless walks and trying every other natural induction technique she can get her hands on, because if this baby gets any bigger it's going to be a C-section, and she does not want to give that a try.
By the time her appt came today, her spirits had dropped substantially and she had actually become convinced that the baby was never actually going to come out and she would spend the rest of her life as some medical miracle for the world to be in awe of. (i'm thinking there could be good money in that) However, some good news arrived today at her appt with Dr. Hansen. Not only did the measurement from last weeks fill-in Dr. differ hugely from Dr. Hansen's measurement today, but he also "examined" Vicki to check how things were progressing in there and streched her cervix to try to help give things a boost.
So, she is actually measuring around 35-36cm today and it looks like things will progress nicely, shortly. And if nothing much has occured by next Thursday's appt, Dr. Hansen will put even more effort into getting this show on the road.
And yes, we all know that having the baby and Vicki be healthy is the most important thing and we should be glad for the lack of complications and not complain about .......blah blah blah. I want my new baby, and I want my old wife back.
So, put Vicki and the baby in your prayers please and we'll let you know as soon as something happens.
So, last week at her appt, the doctor that was filling in for Dr. Hansen measured Vick and said that she measured 40cm. Now, 40cm is what one would usually measure when they are DONE and the baby's arrival is imminent, not to mention the fact that the week before, Dr. Hansen had measured her at 36cm. Hello!? 4cm in one week?
So, all week Vicki is drinking gallons of Raspberry Leaf tea, going for countless walks and trying every other natural induction technique she can get her hands on, because if this baby gets any bigger it's going to be a C-section, and she does not want to give that a try.
By the time her appt came today, her spirits had dropped substantially and she had actually become convinced that the baby was never actually going to come out and she would spend the rest of her life as some medical miracle for the world to be in awe of. (i'm thinking there could be good money in that) However, some good news arrived today at her appt with Dr. Hansen. Not only did the measurement from last weeks fill-in Dr. differ hugely from Dr. Hansen's measurement today, but he also "examined" Vicki to check how things were progressing in there and streched her cervix to try to help give things a boost.
So, she is actually measuring around 35-36cm today and it looks like things will progress nicely, shortly. And if nothing much has occured by next Thursday's appt, Dr. Hansen will put even more effort into getting this show on the road.
And yes, we all know that having the baby and Vicki be healthy is the most important thing and we should be glad for the lack of complications and not complain about .......blah blah blah. I want my new baby, and I want my old wife back.
So, put Vicki and the baby in your prayers please and we'll let you know as soon as something happens.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Tick Tock, Tick Tock
Up til now time has been flying by, trying to get everything done in prep for the new baby. Now, it's all done and we are ready, and time has slowed to a crawl. All weekend I was hoping something would happen. Vicki got some contractions here and there starting Saturday night and I know it's still 2 1/2 weeks early, but I am impatient and I can't wait to meet our baby.
Plus, I really didn't want to have to come to work today.
Plus, I really didn't want to have to come to work today.
Monday, July 31, 2006
The last few moments...
of our life as we know it. The baby is coming soon and I am trying to enjoy everything I can before then. Leaving the house on a moments notice, NOT changing diapers, and most importantly, sleeping through the night. Oh how the sleep deprivation is going to suck.
So, we organized all the baby clothes on the weekend. It's so strange how we could be surrounded by 5 bins of clothes ranging from newborn to 3+years, and it still seems like we're short on clothes for certain things. Of course, then we realized that if this baby is a boy the 5 bins of clothes we have instantly becomes 2-3 items. Seriously. Screwed if it's a boy.
We have Vicki's friend Jill staying with us this week and I'm really looking forward to it. Vicki can really use some help and some adult interaction during the day right now, and Jill has decided to take on that role (i wonder is she knows that yet).
On Saturday, Vicki and I will have our last date night before the Almighty Sleep Depriver arrives. We are going to see The Phantom of the Opera which is something that her and I have been waiting to do since 1993, literally. We both saw it separately then when it was in Vancouver and we both loved it. Ever since, we have been waiting patiently for it to return so we could see it together and now we will. A nice dinner and night at the theatre. Wow, it's going to kick some ass.
That's all for now.
Peace Out!
So, we organized all the baby clothes on the weekend. It's so strange how we could be surrounded by 5 bins of clothes ranging from newborn to 3+years, and it still seems like we're short on clothes for certain things. Of course, then we realized that if this baby is a boy the 5 bins of clothes we have instantly becomes 2-3 items. Seriously. Screwed if it's a boy.
We have Vicki's friend Jill staying with us this week and I'm really looking forward to it. Vicki can really use some help and some adult interaction during the day right now, and Jill has decided to take on that role (i wonder is she knows that yet).
On Saturday, Vicki and I will have our last date night before the Almighty Sleep Depriver arrives. We are going to see The Phantom of the Opera which is something that her and I have been waiting to do since 1993, literally. We both saw it separately then when it was in Vancouver and we both loved it. Ever since, we have been waiting patiently for it to return so we could see it together and now we will. A nice dinner and night at the theatre. Wow, it's going to kick some ass.
That's all for now.
Peace Out!
Friday, July 21, 2006
This is worth listening to
I don't usually post links to funny things, mostly because I'm too lazy and there are so many great things on the net everyday, how do you choose what's worth posting?
THIS, is worth posting. Have a listen, and enjoy!
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/audio/crazy-lady-vs-telemarketer.html
THIS, is worth posting. Have a listen, and enjoy!
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/audio/crazy-lady-vs-telemarketer.html
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
mmm....Coffee
Currently I am trying to debug a subroutine that is supposed to erase and reprogram the flash of a PIC microcontroller. It's not working. Currently, I don't really care, all I care about is getting more coffee.
Tuesday, July 18, 2006
Enjoy it while you can...
That is my motto currently. It may sound strange but I'm still having trouble truly grasping the fact that we're going to have a new baby in the next 4-6 weeks. Wow, I sure hope this was a good idea...
Anyway, I am trying my best to really enjoy everything in our life as it is now, before it all changes again forever. Don't get me wrong, this change is going to be nothing but fantastic, but it will be a change nonetheless. I don't want to take anything for granted in these final weeks. I want to enjoy telling Megan and Kayla to go play and stop bugging me. I want to get up and leave the house and the drop of a hat, and I want to cherish every night that I go to sleep confidently knowing that the only thing that will wake me up is my alarm clock. (or my wife if the mood strikes her. Hey, a man can dream)
But most of all, I want to properly enjoy the final weeks of Vicki pregnant. I love it when she's pregnant. I can't describe just how beautiful she is when she's pregnant, with her round little belly and her cute little waddle. I love it. And I want to make sure that I make her feel like the most important person in the world, because she is. If my wife ever deserved to be treated like a princess, it is now more than ever.
Ok, enough gushing. I also want to drive some fast cars, watch some action movies, and drink some beer.
4-6 weeks. Wow. It's going to be interesting.
Anyway, I am trying my best to really enjoy everything in our life as it is now, before it all changes again forever. Don't get me wrong, this change is going to be nothing but fantastic, but it will be a change nonetheless. I don't want to take anything for granted in these final weeks. I want to enjoy telling Megan and Kayla to go play and stop bugging me. I want to get up and leave the house and the drop of a hat, and I want to cherish every night that I go to sleep confidently knowing that the only thing that will wake me up is my alarm clock. (or my wife if the mood strikes her. Hey, a man can dream)
But most of all, I want to properly enjoy the final weeks of Vicki pregnant. I love it when she's pregnant. I can't describe just how beautiful she is when she's pregnant, with her round little belly and her cute little waddle. I love it. And I want to make sure that I make her feel like the most important person in the world, because she is. If my wife ever deserved to be treated like a princess, it is now more than ever.
Ok, enough gushing. I also want to drive some fast cars, watch some action movies, and drink some beer.
4-6 weeks. Wow. It's going to be interesting.
Friday, July 07, 2006
My Official Prediction
The newest Rogall is going to be a boy. That is my official prediction. And I think he will be born on August 18, weighing in at 6lbs 11ozs.
Nothing else to report really. We're still working around the house getting all things ready for his arrival and trying to truly appreciate this last bit of time with only two kids.
Vicki is looking absolutely gorgeous. I don't think she's ever looked more beautiful than she does right now, it's ridiculous.
In other news, our friend Jeremy, our single, no kids, no responsibilities friend Jeremy, just bought a new car. A 2006 Civic Si. Jer, you suck. On the bright side, it is nice to have someone to live vicariously through.
The next 6ish weeks are going to be busy and fun and I am promising myself to enjoy every wink of sleep I get.
Nothing else to report really. We're still working around the house getting all things ready for his arrival and trying to truly appreciate this last bit of time with only two kids.
Vicki is looking absolutely gorgeous. I don't think she's ever looked more beautiful than she does right now, it's ridiculous.
In other news, our friend Jeremy, our single, no kids, no responsibilities friend Jeremy, just bought a new car. A 2006 Civic Si. Jer, you suck. On the bright side, it is nice to have someone to live vicariously through.
The next 6ish weeks are going to be busy and fun and I am promising myself to enjoy every wink of sleep I get.
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Long Weekend Baby!
AAAAHHHHH YYYEEEAAAAHHHHHH! I had to work the May long weekend and we have never had the chance to "visit" the Okanagan on a long weekend and just relax, so this time we are extending it and leaving tomorrow night.
It's gonna be sweet.
So, I went and saw X-men 3 last night with Jay Fisher and it was really good. The movie was good, the popcorn was good, and the company was good. Thanks for coming along Jay.
Tonight, Vicki gets her nails done while the kids and I run some errands, and then we're going to take Megan somewhere special because today was her last day of Kindergarten! It absolutely blows my mind that I have a child that will be a full-time student. I mean, I still feel like I should be a full-time student. Weird.
Anyway, that's today's update. Vicki is feeling large, but looking fantastic and the weather has cooled down so it's comfortable in the house again.
Peace Out!
It's gonna be sweet.
So, I went and saw X-men 3 last night with Jay Fisher and it was really good. The movie was good, the popcorn was good, and the company was good. Thanks for coming along Jay.
Tonight, Vicki gets her nails done while the kids and I run some errands, and then we're going to take Megan somewhere special because today was her last day of Kindergarten! It absolutely blows my mind that I have a child that will be a full-time student. I mean, I still feel like I should be a full-time student. Weird.
Anyway, that's today's update. Vicki is feeling large, but looking fantastic and the weather has cooled down so it's comfortable in the house again.
Peace Out!
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Friday, June 16, 2006
Hey, look who's back...
Me. Yup, I'm still alive. I worked my arse off for the past 6 weeks and met my first deadline. I've been too busy to do much else besides working and trying to get reaquainted with my family. Still more deadlines looming, but the relentless overtime is done for now.
So, now we are in baby mode, in a big way. I've done some painting, some staining, we've put up a mirror and pictures, and this weekend we're buying some baby furniture and painting the baby's room. Wow, you'd think that by the third kid, there might be a little less prep, but no.
I can't even describe just how stoked I am about this baby. I cannot wait for it to come out. This will be the first time we've had a baby and actually had our own house to bring it home to! With Megan, we were living at Nanny's and with Kayla we were living with my parents. (what the heck was I thinking back then!?)
So, this time we are going to get the full experience. Get the nursery ready, bring the baby home to our own house with it's own room. It is going to kick some serious ass.
So, we are busy getting prepped and Vicki is just trying to find a little piece of comfort anywhere throughout the day. The baby never seems to stop moving, and moving violently almost. It really looks like it's trying to get out sometimes. And when I say that it never seems to stop moving, I really mean it. With Megan and Kayla I would have to sit with my hand on Vicki's tummy for 15 mins at least before I felt something. With this baby I can put my hand there at any given time and feel strong movements within 10 seconds. Seriously, it's crazy. Do they make baby's that truly don't require sleep? I sure hope not.
So, that's us for now. I'll try to update again soon, but don't hold your breath.
So, now we are in baby mode, in a big way. I've done some painting, some staining, we've put up a mirror and pictures, and this weekend we're buying some baby furniture and painting the baby's room. Wow, you'd think that by the third kid, there might be a little less prep, but no.
I can't even describe just how stoked I am about this baby. I cannot wait for it to come out. This will be the first time we've had a baby and actually had our own house to bring it home to! With Megan, we were living at Nanny's and with Kayla we were living with my parents. (what the heck was I thinking back then!?)
So, this time we are going to get the full experience. Get the nursery ready, bring the baby home to our own house with it's own room. It is going to kick some serious ass.
So, we are busy getting prepped and Vicki is just trying to find a little piece of comfort anywhere throughout the day. The baby never seems to stop moving, and moving violently almost. It really looks like it's trying to get out sometimes. And when I say that it never seems to stop moving, I really mean it. With Megan and Kayla I would have to sit with my hand on Vicki's tummy for 15 mins at least before I felt something. With this baby I can put my hand there at any given time and feel strong movements within 10 seconds. Seriously, it's crazy. Do they make baby's that truly don't require sleep? I sure hope not.
So, that's us for now. I'll try to update again soon, but don't hold your breath.
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Mmm, Sweet Sweet Deadlines
Nothing can take the fun and creative enjoyment out of my job quicker than a frickin looming deadline.
I've quickly gone from enjoying the challenge of creating something that will do what it is supposed to in the most intelligent, eloquent way possible, to my current state; make it work and make it work fast, because you have half the time you need and a deadline extension is easily attainable right after hell freezes over.
I just checked the Weather Network, and no such luck.
So, for the next few weeks I may get to see my family from time to time and all my enjoyment of my job will be sucked right of me.
Isn't being an adult great.
I've quickly gone from enjoying the challenge of creating something that will do what it is supposed to in the most intelligent, eloquent way possible, to my current state; make it work and make it work fast, because you have half the time you need and a deadline extension is easily attainable right after hell freezes over.
I just checked the Weather Network, and no such luck.
So, for the next few weeks I may get to see my family from time to time and all my enjoyment of my job will be sucked right of me.
Isn't being an adult great.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
My Bachelor Week
Oh yeah! It's one of the best things a married man with kids can look forward to, the wife goes away with the kids! Nothing but kicking back, relaxing, no rules, and no one to answer to. It's like when you were in high school and your parents went away for the weekend!
But wait, I don't remember missing my parents when they were gone. And I certainly don't remember this feeling of loneliness and emptiness in my heart. So, no, the wife goes away with the kids is not like when you were in high school and your parents went away. It's more like a 20-pack of Timbits. Let me explain.
Y'know when you're feeling a little hungry in the afternoon and you're craving something sweet and then it dawns on you, "Timbits would be great right now". It seems like the greatest idea in the world and you know it will just rock! So, you get yourself in the car and you make your way to Timmy's, and every moment you get closer to those bits the idea seems better and better. Finally you're back at home and you sit down, ready to enjoy the splendor that is, your own box of Timbits. At first, the reality seems just as good as the fantasy, but slowly, Timbit after Timbit you start to enjoy them less and less. You keep going and try to convince yourself that it really does rock just like you thought it would. But eventually you have to admit that it doesn't rock, and it was actually not a good idea. Sure, a Timbit here and there is good, but a whole box to yourself just leaves you feeling brutal and hurting a little.
That's what this week is for me. Vicki went with the kids back to Summerland to visit til Friday. I had a whole week of sweet bachelorhood in front of me and I thought it would rock. It's only Wednesday, and it hasn't rocked, at all.
The fact is, I love my wife and kids, and I don't like being without them. As soon as I knew that they were on the road on Monday I started to miss them. I don't even like going home at night, the house feels absolutely empty. I know most people will laugh at this and think I am totally crazy not to enjoy a little time alone, but I don't really care. I like spending time with my family, LOTS of time.
So it's Wednesday night of my bachelor week, and I can't wait for my family to come home.
But wait, I don't remember missing my parents when they were gone. And I certainly don't remember this feeling of loneliness and emptiness in my heart. So, no, the wife goes away with the kids is not like when you were in high school and your parents went away. It's more like a 20-pack of Timbits. Let me explain.
Y'know when you're feeling a little hungry in the afternoon and you're craving something sweet and then it dawns on you, "Timbits would be great right now". It seems like the greatest idea in the world and you know it will just rock! So, you get yourself in the car and you make your way to Timmy's, and every moment you get closer to those bits the idea seems better and better. Finally you're back at home and you sit down, ready to enjoy the splendor that is, your own box of Timbits. At first, the reality seems just as good as the fantasy, but slowly, Timbit after Timbit you start to enjoy them less and less. You keep going and try to convince yourself that it really does rock just like you thought it would. But eventually you have to admit that it doesn't rock, and it was actually not a good idea. Sure, a Timbit here and there is good, but a whole box to yourself just leaves you feeling brutal and hurting a little.
That's what this week is for me. Vicki went with the kids back to Summerland to visit til Friday. I had a whole week of sweet bachelorhood in front of me and I thought it would rock. It's only Wednesday, and it hasn't rocked, at all.
The fact is, I love my wife and kids, and I don't like being without them. As soon as I knew that they were on the road on Monday I started to miss them. I don't even like going home at night, the house feels absolutely empty. I know most people will laugh at this and think I am totally crazy not to enjoy a little time alone, but I don't really care. I like spending time with my family, LOTS of time.
So it's Wednesday night of my bachelor week, and I can't wait for my family to come home.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Get It While You Can
I finally got Vicki in the right mood and got the green light for posting some pictures of her belly. She's always so camera shy so I'm going to post them while I can.
This is from our trip to Vegas - March 21/06
This is from our trip to Vegas - March 21/06__________________________
And this is now - May 01/06
I know it's hard to see the belly in that second one, but it's what I've got so don't complain. I'll try to get more soon. I'm like the 'Baby Belly Paparazzi' now.
Peace out
Friday, April 21, 2006
What Have We Done!
It may just be a case of denial or just not really paying attention(if you know me, you're money is on not paying attention), but I swear my wife did not have a noticable baby bump last week. And last night I see her in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans and it's like, BOOM! there's a pregnant tummy! Suddenly it occurred to me, we're having a freakin' baby! We are way past the point of no return here and whether we're ready or not, that little sucker is coming out in a few months and it is going to expect someone to take care of it. And last time I checked, we don't have a nanny on staff.
In related news, hindsight is still 20/20.
So, once I got past that(all the previous thoughts took about 0.8 secs to go through my head), you know what I realized? My wife is BEAUTIFUL when she is pregnant! This is one of the best things about having kids, being able to watch her grow and feel the baby in there and just experience the whole thing. We're having a baby and I am absolutely STOKED!
I love my life.
And seriously, my wife is the cutest pregnant woman you'll ever see, I definitely married-up a step or two.
In related news, hindsight is still 20/20.
So, once I got past that(all the previous thoughts took about 0.8 secs to go through my head), you know what I realized? My wife is BEAUTIFUL when she is pregnant! This is one of the best things about having kids, being able to watch her grow and feel the baby in there and just experience the whole thing. We're having a baby and I am absolutely STOKED!
I love my life.
And seriously, my wife is the cutest pregnant woman you'll ever see, I definitely married-up a step or two.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Back To The Old Grind
It's always so hard to get back to work after a long weekend. Of course, since my "grind" consists of sitting in front of a computer all day and making numerous walks to the office kitchen for more coffee, I can't really complain too much.
We had an alright weekend, but there is still lots of sickness flowing through the household. I got sick last week and it turned into strep-throat so I'm just having my first good day today. Vicki fought it off til Saturday night and then got taken down in a big way by a sinus cold/headache/cough with a little fever thrown in for good measure. And she's so lucky, because being pregnant means she gets to use the cure-all medicine for everything that ails her, Tylenol! And if you're wondering, no, Tylenol does NOT relieve any of the symptoms I just mentioned. I'm so glad I'm a man.
The kids have done pretty well with only some runny noses, but the sickness sure limited what we could do over the weekend. Still, we spent time together and had some fun.
So, here I sit, trying to get some inspiration to write some amazing code that will change the world as you know it. Either that or it will run the station processors of our new battery analyzer, I haven't decided which way to go with it yet.
We had an alright weekend, but there is still lots of sickness flowing through the household. I got sick last week and it turned into strep-throat so I'm just having my first good day today. Vicki fought it off til Saturday night and then got taken down in a big way by a sinus cold/headache/cough with a little fever thrown in for good measure. And she's so lucky, because being pregnant means she gets to use the cure-all medicine for everything that ails her, Tylenol! And if you're wondering, no, Tylenol does NOT relieve any of the symptoms I just mentioned. I'm so glad I'm a man.
The kids have done pretty well with only some runny noses, but the sickness sure limited what we could do over the weekend. Still, we spent time together and had some fun.
So, here I sit, trying to get some inspiration to write some amazing code that will change the world as you know it. Either that or it will run the station processors of our new battery analyzer, I haven't decided which way to go with it yet.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Hmm...I Wonder If These Cold Meats Are Still Good
Ya, they'll be fine.
That was my mental dialogue when I decided to make my lunch. And in the words of the old dude in the cave in the 3rd Indiana Jones movie,
"You chose...poorly"
I am hating life right now. I was woken up a few times between 3am and 5am by stomach cramps, and have been writhing in pain with cramps and diarrhea ever since. Ok, maybe that's a little over-dramatic, but seriously, this sucks ass.
So, if your cold meats were packaged 7 days ago but they still smell fine, throw them in the garbage, it's not worth it.
Oh, and Pepto-Bismol caplets are one of the best inventions science has every had.
That was my mental dialogue when I decided to make my lunch. And in the words of the old dude in the cave in the 3rd Indiana Jones movie,
"You chose...poorly"
I am hating life right now. I was woken up a few times between 3am and 5am by stomach cramps, and have been writhing in pain with cramps and diarrhea ever since. Ok, maybe that's a little over-dramatic, but seriously, this sucks ass.
So, if your cold meats were packaged 7 days ago but they still smell fine, throw them in the garbage, it's not worth it.
Oh, and Pepto-Bismol caplets are one of the best inventions science has every had.
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