Monday, June 21, 2010

Father's Day, the first

David says he had a really great weekend. I feel like that's quite the feat for me, considering the stress that has existed in this house over the past few weeks.

Example, the job that was too good to be true turned out, in fact, to be just that. Apparently they want a physic media artist /editor who will know and produce precisely what they want with absolutely no direction or collaboration. I'm not sure who I feel more sorry for; us for not getting the job, or them for when they realize the candidate they are looking for does not exist.

Anyway, we've recovered and resumed the status quo: David looks for something steady while doing some contract work. I halfheartedly hope for calls into work myself. Just enough to pay the bills, not enough to make me hate it.

In order to cope with the less than ideal employment (hence economic) situation around here, we are planning some fun and inexpensive things to look forward to this summer. This summer which started today, though the atmosphere didn't get the memo.

We are extremely lucky to live a short drive from a selection of pretty fantastic beaches. Fun for us, new and exciting for Sam, and totally free. Except for the obligatory stop at the most delicious gelato cafe outside of Italy. Seriously, tiramisu and black forest together at last. In my mouth!

Of course there is camping which is pretty cheap because we already have almost everything we need for it. We could use a bigger tent now that we have a third little body to house, but that's no big deal.

And almost every weekend there are festivals and exhibits, many of which are kid friendly or even kid-oriented. It's actually quite amazing how much there is to do out there with your children once you have them! Who knew?

So this past weekend for Father's Day we went to one of the beaches (sadly, not the gelato beach) to relax and enjoy. As timing would have it, Sam fell asleep in the car on our way there so we decided to park in the shade and read the books we'd brought until he woke up. Remember when I complained that he has only been napping for 30 minutes at a time? Well he chose this particular day to have a 2 hour nap (hello 2 hour nap, how have you been? We've missed you, please come back!) It was breezy and warm and quiet, the sun screened by the trees. Perfect. Who could blame him for falling into such a deep sleep. Not me. I joined him. It was pure awesomeness.

When he woke up we strolled through the quaint suburb of Crescent Beach and stopped
at the local toy store before hitting the actual waterfront. I picked up a hula hoop to see if I had any skill at all (answer no, by the way) but Sam thought it was hysterical!! Seriously, I've never heard him laugh like this. It was so hilarious that people walking past started to stop and look. One man even took pictures then emailed them to me later that night. There is nothing quite so contagious and disarming as a baby laughing.

Top off the day with bbq and some wine. Very nice indeed.

So despite everything else that may be going on in our lives, it's really not that hard to find the fun if you put some effort into it. Especially when you've got a super-fantastic little family to share it with : )

Monday, June 14, 2010

June in a nutshell

I haven't posted in a while. I've been busy.

I'm back at work helping women become mothers. It's fulfilling, joyful work, but it is still work and it's extra tiring because I've chosen to only do nights so that I can still spend as much time with Sam as possible. Going back was not as hard as I expected. I feel refreshed about the job in a surprising way. Maybe because I am a mother now. Maybe because I realize that the bills are not going to pay themselves so if I have to be there I may as well be as engaged as possible. Whatever the reason, it's working for me.

I'm training for a 10k run in about 3 weeks. It's a fundraiser rather than a real competitive race so I'm not stressed out about it (though there are time chips I think so I will consciously be trying to at least approach my previous PB). I've blogged the cause already so I won't go on again except to say that if you'd like to donate follow this link and search my name. But here is some fun: What do you recommend I wear to this Underwear Affair? I don't think I have the balls to actually run in just my undies. I was thinking of a ballet suit and tutu or something similarly distracting from the parts of my body I love least.

Hm, what other excuses can I give you? I have less free time during the day because Sam has recently decided that he doesn't need to nap for longer than 30 minutes at a stretch. And we've been working on him self-settling for naps which stresses me out because I hate to hear him cry. I'll blog an update on the nap situation another time.

Of course it's almost Summer so I'm trying to get out with Sam as much as possible - playdates, the park, the pool, the beach. I really want to take him camping! I hope to engrave him with the same kind of fabulous memories that I have from childhood of crisp morning air and evening campfire smoke, of crickets and fingers wrinkled from too much swimming, of the sound of rain on the tent roof and the warmth of a cup of hot chocolate in tiny hands. Grown up voices staying up late while the kids are tucked into their sleeping bags. Bacon cooked over a fire for breakfast. Hot sun on my back while I hunt for frogs on the beach.

Uh-oh! I've abandoned proper sentence structure. Time to move along!

I think I've also admitted before that I can be quite lazy and sometimes the couch and an episode of Modern Family are more appealing than staring at the blogger window wishing I was more poetic. It's why I have so many drafts unpublished here. But I'll get to them. I just need less distraction. And more motivation.

In the meantime, here are some new pics of the boy. He gets cuter by the day and he's really trying on his personality. I often stare at him when he is sleeping and I have no control at all over my compulsive urge to kiss his fat little cheeks / fingers / feet when he's awake. When he giggles I think I could actually be the luckiest person who has ever existed. When he hugs me I want to save that feeling and live in it forever. When he whines I want to give him up for adoption. JK.

Monday, June 7, 2010

The Underwear Affair

Well there is nothing like signing up for a 10k run around the city - in your underwear - to motivate you to get your ass off the couch and properly train!

It's been about 2 years since I've run a 10k. The nice thing about running is that if you've ever been a runner before, it's pretty easy to get back into it (barring injury). I don't feel like I'm starting over from scratch.

I've joined a team for the race, and partnered with a couple of friends to train with, and it's been going pretty well so far.

Check out my personal web page on the Underwear Affair's site - oh, by the way, it's a charity race to raise money for the BC Cancer Foundation for research and treatment of "below the waist" cancers. Run for charity = I need your donations please!! I've committed to raising $500 for my team!

Jamie's Underwear Affair