is this a hobby?

ok. i think i may have accidentally started a hobby...after my love affair with baked goods, i could not wear any of my pants - i'm not joking. so i needed to lose some weight real bad. my hubby found this site call myfitnesspal and i'm completely hooked! i count calories - that's my new hobby! at first i felt pretty lame about it and didn't want to say anything to anyone - but after a while, we'd have people over for dinner or they'd catch me measuring all my condiments with teaspoon and i would have to admit my small shame. it's embarrassing and it feels like the 1990's...but it totally works!!! i've been on there for about 5 weeks and i've already lost 18 pounds! i also track my excercise - i really feel obsessed about it. i want to look at the calories of things i like to eat all the time! it's so fun!!

so, maybe it can count as a hobby...for now.
i'm also a little obsessed with the wiifit....ugh, if it is a hobby, it's not a very cool one.

mother of two

yeah, it's been THAT long since I posted...we have a new baby girl now and the old one doesn't seem so baby anymore...
I have to admit, I was pretty worried about becoming a mom of two small children but I find it isn't as difficult as I was expecting. Our oldest is still a handful - she needs quite a bit of attention - but mother nature or God or fate or whatever was MUCH kinder with our second child. She is very quiet. She doesn't fuss much and she sleeps well. She's swell. We like her.

Now that I have two kids, I kinda feel like I might be done. The thought of having more children in a romantic sense is very inviting, but from a more practical point of view, I just don't think it would work. So even though I have two very small children to concentrate on, I'm starting to feel like maybe I could spend some of my mental time thinking about me. Specifically: a hobby.

My husband has recently had certain things that he's been obsessing over. ie. scooters, pipes, straight razors, etc. So I guess I'm kind of jealous and I want some stuff too...I like to bake - so I've been doing that but it's really affecting my waistline. So it's gotta stop. I wanted to start sewing and designing clothes but the fabrics I want are too expensive and I don't have any time to really get into it with these two kids at home...I would start knitting but I'm no good at it and my hands already hurt from my job. ugh. I'm gonna think of something cool to do. you wait. it'll happen.

going public

so, when I started this blog what seems like ages ago, it was going to be more of a personal therapeutic exercise than me sharing my life with others. I thought a few people I knew would see it and read some but nothing more than that. Over time, I've come to realize that I really don't create new posts that often and none of it is overly personal or embarassing. So I think it's safe to say that I will now go public. And, who knows, maybe I'll post a little more often...we shall see.

I am now 8, almost 9 months pregnant and in retrospect, Folk Fest this year was actually quite pleasant if you forget about the first couple of days...(see last post). My favorite day had to be when I convinced my husband to come out and see what it was all about as he had never been before - we met some friends there who also have a small child and really enjoyed ourselves. We're even talking about just going for the Saturday and Sunday together next year. So I guess we'll create new memories for me and some great memories for our kids too!

For now, my sweet sweet baby girl is fast asleep on the couch and I am sitting here making a mental list of everything that needs preparing for the birth of our second child. I'm still adjusting to very suddenly having a 2 year old and everything that comes with it (apparently there are age-specific behaviors that are slightly beyond our control as parents...but we're doing what we can!) - it should be interesting adding a helpless eating and pooping lump to our lives. I hear that people do it all the time though and hey, we're people...so...we should be fine, right?

a failure at best...

ok. I used to go to the winnipeg folk festival every year. I'd usually go with my boyfriend of that time and a few friends or friends of his or friends we'd make there. we'd show up Thursday late afternoon or evening and just camp wherever there was space or if we had friends already there, with them. we'd bring a few things to snack on. maybe a tin of beans to cook on the fire and some hotdogs. maybe a few ready to eat veggies if we were feeling "healthy". It was usually fairly relaxed and we'd go to the festival from the campground on foot, lazily showing up at various stages not really knowing who was playing. falling asleep or just talking through shows, laughing, smoking whatever we had, just not really caring.

it was wonderful.

really some good memories there.

so when I bought my tickets this year, after 5 years of non-attendance, I was pretty excited to re-live those times. what a foolish thought.
as I am now a mother of one and an exhausted prego, I'm not sure why I thought it would be the same. I'm camping with two other mothers, a total of 6 children between the ages of 18 months and 7 years. We stayed in the Bird's Hill campsite the night before the festival gates opened so that we could wake up at 5:30 the next morning in order to get in line for the best possible spot in the RV section of the campground...which is a whole different area for me. I couldn't believe the amount of waiting in line that was involved. and all so we could find a good site, only to unload, repack, and move to another spot where the people we knew were. now doesn't that seem silly to you?I should also explain here that my daughter does not sleep well in places that aren't her own crib. she didn't sleep at all the night previous and therefore, neither did I. So at the point of unloading the camper the second time, my baby girl had awoken from her nap and I missed my opportunity for any kind of daytime shuteye. I was irritable and useless. And was very quickly becoming a bad bad mommy. Mid-afternoon I was near tears and decided it was time to leave ... ! The festival hadn't even started and my dearest and I were packing up and heading home! I still can't believe it. But we've decided that we'll visit the festival during the day and come home to sleep - seemingly impractical idea but in our situation, really the best solution. So now, after a full twelve hours of sleep, we're all geared up to return to the show and enjoy ourselves!

something new for me to do

alright. I guess I'm starting a blog.

some things you should know about me:

I'm a mom so most of my blogging will be about my little girl.
I'm also pregnant so there might be some information in here that could make some people squeamish...and then again, there might not.
I have the greatest husband in the world.
I'm a hairstylist and also do a bit of volunteering.
Sometimes I play music with bands that I used to be in.

that's about it I think.