Life's Little Ironies

So on Monday we went for our 18-20 week ultrasound of Baby #3... We are half way there - and that is extremely hard to believe because most days (except for being extremely tired - but who wouldn't be with a 2 yr old and an 8 mth old) I forget that I am... And as far as the theory that you get bigger each pregnancy ... this hasn't held true either... So most days i forget... Anyways after we wrapped our head around the idea of 3... we were very excited and instantly fell in love at our first ultrasound.. However given past history I find the "ultrasound" a little daunting... (I did have 27 with Jace)... so for this one Wade wasn't able to come... (drum roll and eerie music start playing now as this is sounding familiar) After 45 minutes the tech says to me.. Well we're going to have to bring you back in for another ultrasound because we can't check the brain because its head is buried, and we can't see the heart... (UGHGHGHG - you are kidding me)... She reassuredly says "but everything else looks totally normal".. I am now having MAJOR DE JA VUe... 

Anyways I am sure that it is all very fine but when i turn my internal clock back to week 19 with Jace i find myself hearing the same words...  Why does life take our breathe away like this??? 

Somehow the term 'moments in life that take our breathe away' I never pictured these... 

Mommy Had a HUGE PAYDAY!!!

There are few things more rewarding for us "Stay at Home Moms", than 'paydays'.  Isaac has been coming up with some really cute sayings and obviously some of them we have been teaching him, prompting him on, and some he hears us say... However when they say things on their own it means soooo much to us... So today Isaac came to me and put his arms around me and said.... 'mommy i wuvvvv you'.. WOW... And Daddy is pretty happy going to work for us when he leaves the house with 2 'i love you's'... It really doesn't get much better than this... And ladies... he's my man!! 

And Jace well... his HUGE - smile with his eyes too - Smile  - is pretty satisfying too.. 

I gotta tell you it makes me wish for another little boy... 

The New Hockey Skates Sega...

Traded in the Skates after 45 minutes for some SHOES
Erin Rowe taking a turn with Isaac and the "skate buddy"
Jace wishing his brother had a warmer hobby.. but did love the action.. (it was + 8 today )
A little chilly in the morning air though.. 
Mommy n' me.

Yes.. that is the SUNRISE behind us.. 

So we have been tossing around the idea of getting Isaac skates, or just bob-skates as he IS only 2... Anyways Thursday we found out that our local - close to us - Sport Chek is closing so big sales were to be had... So i loaded up the boys and we went in search of some skates for Isaac and a helmet.. They only had 2 in the smallest size they have - which in reality will still fit him likely for the next 2 years... So i'm asking a 2 year old if they fit ok, and how they feel... his comments.. "Fit Good Mommy Buy Them"... I think they could have been 10 sizes too big and the answer would have remained the same... So we are now day 3 of the "hockey skates" and I have to watch this little man with x-ray vision because he insists on putting them on and playing hockey in the house... For the 1st day the compromise was to stay on the carpet upstairs... after i found him in the basement with them on... Thursday nite we had a melt down because the hallway wasn't long enough for him to run down.. (in his skates.. yikes). So we quickly went and purchased... Skate Guards.. whose only purpose is to protect the blades from the bench to the ice - walking at a snails pace.. (clearly not designed for the moc 3 run down the hallway) as they soon were DITCHED... So morning #1 of Saturday morning shinny at SAIT for the Stewart family... Such a nice tradition where the dad takes the boys and the mom sleeps in... (why does stuff never work out for us in our household)... Daddy gets home at 1 in the morning and lazily says at 7 that he'll take him later somewhere... Little does he realize that 5 minutes later there is a little man whispering in my ear "Hockey Mommy"... So I get up and get him and I dressed and head out for some morning fuel... "at McDonald's" and then off to Hockey... Wade calls 5 minutes after we've left and says that there is actually NO HOCKEY at Sait today... UGHHGHGH.. Well we're up so we head to the Hidden Hut by our house for some "sunrise" skating.. Thankfully at this stage it's all very short lived and our 'after hockey hot chocolate' lasted longer than the actual skating... Phew... 

Crisis #2... A good friend phones and they are playing hockey and skating at...... The Hidden Hut at 2 pm this afternoon... So ... I convince Isaac to have an early nap... which lasted 20 minutes before the same little voice awakens me from my nice , warm, cozy nap... "Mommy.. Hockey".. So we get up - load up Jace and head back to the rink for 2 more hours of skating.. and HOCKEY... Look out Wayne Gretzky.. I don't think even you played 2 1/2 hrs a day at 2 years old... 

They say that 2 year olds memories only last about 2-3 hours.... And their crazy addictions sometimes less... We can only HOPE and PRAY.. but something tells me this might be a phase that never quits..  Oh well... We live to do things for our kids don't we??? So something tells me I better practice my stick handling and get warmer mitts... 

This is Real Life...

I've been feeling a bit tired lately with this latest pregnancy and sometimes the reality of having a baby, a VERY active 2 year old and a new little life growing is overwhelming... I've been wishing I was a better mother... that i took the boys to the park more often, read more stories, played more hockey with Isaac... but the revelation that I have come to... (for myself) is that NO ONE will love these kids more than I will, and I don't believe that no matter how great a daycare, babysitter, nanny they will never do a better job raising my kids for that very reason... So today... I believe that ANY sacrifice is worth it to be here at home with my boys... Some days however.... Anyways this is real life... and some days we don't get dressed until noon... some days I let Isaac dress himself and this is what he comes up with... But i do get lots of opportunities for cuddles ... and kisses... and these we try to NEVER miss...