Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Welcome to my new blog. Much to my chagrin, xanga is set on posting ads on my old blog.

Hubby and I celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary on January 4th. In honour of the half decade mark, we embarked on a return trip to Long Beach Lodge Resort in Tofino. We spent our fourth anniversary there last year and loved it, despite having horrible head colds. This year I was sick as well (more about that later) but, again, we had an enjoyable time. I think that speaks for the quality of the resort and the character of this little town to say that I loved it even though I was rather...not myself on both occasions. Before leaving on our 5-day getaway, I had the bright idea to turn off the furnace while we were gone to save some energy and save the planet. Hubby had some reservations, but I assured him with these foreshadowing words: "What's the worst that could happen?" When we returned home five days later, it was late evening; we were tired and I was feeling quite green, and I don't mean that in the "save the planet" sense of the word "green." Our house was an icy 6 degrees Celsius. We spent the evening under all of the quilts in the house with hot water bottle on our feet. I think we may have canceled out any savings by running the furnace full blast for 6 hours just to get the temperature up to 18 degrees. Most of my house plants didn't survive the ice age. I guess we're just lucky the pipes didn't freeze or our tenant didn't freeze. Just kidding - he had moved out at the beginning of the month.

Now for the big news: For those of you who don't already know, I am expecting a baby. It's been a wonderful miserable experience so far. I'm elated to be having a child, but it's hard to be really excited when you just feel rotten all the time. I was in the hospital for four days last week because I was so sick. Why do they call it morning sickness, on that note? It's more like all-day, all-night sickness. The upside of being in the hospital is that they did an ultrasound to make sure baby was okay, which wouldn't have happened for another 6 weeks if I hadn't been in the hospital. We had a miscarriage in September of 2006 and only found out at the ultrasound, so I was scared heading into this ultrasound. The moment I saw the baby's heart beating, I knew something had changed inside of me - something beyond the physical. It was so surreal.
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