Molly

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Re-usable Braces

So let me take everyone back a while. In October 2009 I was equipped with some porcelin dots on my teeth, and plastic trays every couple of weeks. There was that one tooth that drove me crazy and I was bound to get it fixed.

Fast forward to August 2010, that ONE tooth still hadn't come down all the way so I was once again a tin-grin



Which resulted in this beautiful smile



Everything was well and fine, until about 3 months after the above picture I found out we were expecting our little man and couldn't even think about putting anything in my mouth without gagging/ throwing up. My teeth started shifting back :(

Last night I decided it was time to get my beautiful smile that I worked for a year to perfect back (hence the re-usable braces title). I pulled out my bag of clean invisalign trays, and plopped different ones in until I found the right trays. Back to #6 of 10. I could hardly sleep last night due to the pain of things shifting back. Needless to say I'm glad I didn't just pop in my #10 which is my final tray/ retainer. It'll take a couple of months to get my teeth back to where they were, but will be SO worth it. Regardless of everything else, my smile in the hospital pictures once Tiny decides to enter the world will look fabulous!

Monday, March 28, 2011

2 for 3

Last week a did a bit of online shopping. I think the best part about shopping online is the fact that you get a package delivered to your door. Honestly, who doesn't like getting mail, especially when it comes wrapped up in a box.
Scentsy business supplies and Shane's Birthday presents


My personal assistant Miss Lily always has the best touch on everything and makes sure it is 100% safe for me to be around. I love having her around to make me smile!


And why 2 for 3 you might ask... I've been home listening to the delivery men walk onto my porch with my prescioius packages, listened to the snow/ice melt all day, and had my blinds open to let in the glorious sunshine! Why am I home all day doing NOTHING?... I am waiting for Mr. Telus man to show up to upgrade our internet... "the technician will be there anytime between 9am to 5pm and will call 15 minutes before arrival." All of my errands are longer than 15 minutes away, so I've been using up my time rubbing my belly with coconut oil, writing lists, and reading... what a glorious Monday!


Psssssstttttt.... It's the Mr.'s Birthday this week. I've got something up my sleeve, I'll share the deets once his special day comes and passes... If you know what I'm up to.... ssshhhhhh!!!!

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Spring!

Dear Spring,

I know you are right around the corner, even though you INSIST on snowing EVERY DAY here in Calgary. I know that April showers bring May flowers, and even though it's not April quite yet, and even though Calgary's April showers are snow showers, please let this be a beautiful year with lots of sunshine and flowers. I can't wait to enjoy (for the last time) the giant lilac bushes in front of my little cottage, as well as bbq's, firepit nights, dinner on the back patio, and all of the fresh produce you bring! (well, I suppose that's what summer brings, but you get the point).

Please warm up soon!?!?!

Mindy

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

20 Weeks

I am blogging from The Riviera Maya while we celebrate our "babymoon." Last night I had a bit of some bad food and wished I was dead. Seriously... it was brutal, my stomach hurt so bad and everything was coming out... I know... TMI.

Today marks 1/2 way until this little man is in our arms! We are so excited! Here are some pictures of today. We went into Playa Del Carmen and did a bit of grocery shopping. We had a bit too much fun browsing all of the pastries. The grocery store we went to is honestly just like shopping at Superstore (Canadian friends) or Super WalMart (American friends). It was lots of fun. I made sure to buy myself things that aren't "foreign" after last nights little bout. It was brutal! I was really nervous to eat, but more hungry than I have been in a long time since I had NOTHING in me to start the day.

After shopping we went and hung out at the beach. There was a good breeze blowing and it was fun to just be together. We ended up going to a wonderful little restaurant in celebration of today and had the best food by far this entire trip. I had a chicken burrito, and Shane had Salmon and Crab. A Mariachi band joined in on the party, needless to say I had a perma-grin on my face the whole time they were standing at our table.

We can't quite get enough of this life in Mexico! We are glad we still have 5 days to take it all in.















( Yes, I look HUGE in this last photo. I promise the one at the top in the pink shirt is after this dinner. I just wanted to get a better silhouette of my belly).

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

It's a BOY!!!!!!

Profile

Face

Arm (flexing)

We are beyond excited!!!!!!! Maybe a belly picture to come... maybe...

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

For The Love of Curry

Sunday afternoon I woke up from my nap that announced to Shane it was going to be curry for dinner. I found myself a yummy (super fattening) butterchicken recipe and already had a killer naan bread recipe stowed away, so it was time to get cookin. I'm really glad we invited our HT's over for dinner. Sarah and Tyson gladly accepted and there was PLENTY of food for all. If you find yourself loving curry, this is a recipe you wont want to pass up (even if you don't like curry, the naan bread is to DIE for... even if you've never heard of any of these words... yes my friends from the U.S. of A). It's even better as leftovers :)

Naan Bread:
1 (.25 ounce) package active dry yeast
1 cup warm water
1/4 cup white sugar
3 Tbs milk
1 egg, beaten
2 tsp salt
4 1/2 cups flour
2 tsp minced garlic (optional)
1/4 cup butter, melted

1. In bread machine pan, dissolve yeast and sugar in warm water for 10 minutes
2. Add in the rest of your ingredients
3. Set the bread machine to a basic dough recipe (apx 1.5 hrs)
4. Once machine is finished, make small balls of dough
5. Roll out dough as thin as you would like
6. Cook on griddle until lightly spotted on each side


Butter Chicken:
Ingredients
1-2 boneless, skinless, chicken breast, cut into bite-sized chunks
1 tablespoons olive oil
1/2 tsp garlic salt or powder
1 cup butter
1 onion, minced
1 tablespoon minced garlic
1 (8 ounce) can tomato sauce
1 (8 ounce) can tomato past
1/2 can of water
3 cups heavy cream
2 teaspoons salt
1 teaspoon cayenne pepper
1 teaspoon curry powder
2 tablespoons red curry paste

1. combine chicken, olive oil, and garlic salt in a pan and fry on the stove. Set aside once cooked
2. In a large skillet, melt butter, and add minced onion and miced garlic. Simmer for 15 minutes, then add the rest of the ingredients whisking it all together.
3. Add chicken
3. Bring to a boil, and let simmer for 30 minutes so all of the flavors flow together

Serve over jasmine rice and ENJOY

(recipe ideas sparked from allrecipes.com)

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Explanation

I've been quite emotional about the whole "ER" episode early Friday morning, but I guess it's time to put it into words... Brace yourself, it's going to be a long ride! (6 hrs worth)

It must have been around 3am that I started dreaming about taking some serious pamprin from the crazy cramping I was having. I was still really out of it and was dreaming I was having some serious pms. When I woke up just after 4 in the morning, and realized the pain was not just in my dreams. I ran to the bathroom, do I need to poop? Am I bleeding?!?!?!?!?

To back up a bit, I had gone to aquasize and we had focused a lot of the ab section. I didn't take the class too hard, at times felt winded, but honestly, what woman nearly 1/2 way through pregnancy hasn't felt winded even after walking briskly up a set of stairs?

Proceeding to 4ish am.

I rush to a laptop and flip it open, type in what is happening, and EVERY website said to contact my doctor ASAP!!!!! Ok, It's 4am, he's not in/ on call, my doula (who I love dearly) won't want to hear from me, no, don't call my mom, it's 4am, and she won't know for sure what's happening either. I sit down on my bed and explain my symptoms to Shane, who is COMPLETELY asleep. We agree that I need to go to the ER to make sure everything is ok with baby. I am thinking it's early labour, I'm not thinking clearly at all, and I am FREAKED OUT!!!!!!!

I find myself outside, it's -30, the plug we have the Corolla block heater plugged into is on a timer and doesn't turn on until 7am. The car struggles, but starts. I sit and let it warm up for a minute, I take off... of coarse, it's the coldest night of the year, my car barely starts, I don't even know for sure where the hospital is, and I'M BY MYSELF GOING TO THE EMERGENCY ROOM.

Now, Shane had NO idea what was going on, poor guy. He was out of it, and I was rushing out the door. BAD idea Mindy!!!!!!!

I show up to the ER and can hardly keep myself together telling the lady at the counter what was happening... *BAWLING* I mutter "I'm 17 weeks pregnant, and I'm having HORRIBLE lower abdominal cramping." They get me right in, take my blood pressure, and admit me STRAIGHT to a bed. Immediately 2 nurses and a doctor are at my side, questions, questions, question.... "Have you been bleeding? When did the cramping start? Is there any abuse in the home? Do you feel safe at home?" etc, etc. They are headed into blood work, and one nurse asks to the other "should I tube her for an IV?" "Please, NO!" I beg. The nurse ignores me and says to the one asking "if she starts bleeding, she will need one, so yes" deep breaths Mindy, deep breaths!!!!!! Everything's going to be ok.

Dr. Sarah brings in an informal ultrasound machine. I can't even think straight, but the first thing out of my mouth is that she NOT tell me what the sex of this baby is. She takes a look, and baby is moving, squirming, and it's heart is going just fine. REASSURING!!!!! I am told though, that they want a formal ultrasound, and I am left alone. No one told me it would be until 8AM before the ultrasound techs got in, no one told me ANYTHING.

It's been about 30 minutes and I am starting to sweat, all clamy, my hearing is starting to go, and my heart is racing. I don't want to scream HELP, but I know I'm going to pass out if I don't get laid back quickly. "Can you please help me?" I mutter... Nothing.... "Can someone please help me?!" No one hears. Finally my third plea "Can you please come help me?" a nurse hears and comes to lay my bed back. I tell her my IV is KILLING me. (Nothing is going into my body, I'm just tubed, remember)?

I beg for them to let me go home... nope, nada. I get a phone, since of coarse this is the ONE time my cell phone has EVER been dead, and I left it at home. I call Shane, it's 6:45, he's awake and asks why it took me SO long to call him. He kept telling me how as soon as I left he was trying to figure out how to get to me (tear). I told him I was in room 73, and had to wait another hour or so for an ultrasound (I was told 8am for ultrasound after begging to go home). He said he would figure something out.

It's now 7am, shift change, I hear Dr. Sarah giving nurse Jacquie instructions and the "low down" on me. Jacquie comes in to do an assessment, and honestly was the sweetest lady. She and I talked of her children and she reassured me I was not a burden, I had done the right thing to come in, and that she was going to make me 100% comfortable. She prepped me for my ultrasound, had me drinking LOTS of water, and was on the hunt to get me a pillow.

Shortly after, they took me to a different section of ER. Trace was the nurse, and he was really nice and funny. I sat and waited for my ultrasound. Shane showed up with a breakfast sandwich and a doughnut. I can't explain the emotion that was going on inside of me when he showed up. My knight in shining armour... PLUS a boston cream filled doughnut. Naturally he hadn't eaten, but only brought food for me. He had been SO worried. (tear)

At 8am, someone comes to take me to my ultrasound, but just before I sit in the wheelchair, another nurse comes looking for "Gallup." "Sorry, you've been pushed back another hour." MAN I have to pee now... how am I going to last another hour?!?!?!?! Shane and I talk, laugh, he gets in the wheelchair and does his Stephen Hawking impression, puts the leg rests up, and is taking my mind off of everything. (Yes Brittany and Lacy, that was for you.. sorry no pics... we were in the ER, remember?)

Finally I get to go to my ultrasound... a long LONG way away. I change into a gown, wait, wait, wait.... They get me in, Shane's not allowed to come, check everything out, and baby is MOVING!!!!!! ALWAYS moving!!!!! :) :) It's definitely Shane and I's little one. Everything looked good.

Back down to Trace... "please take this thing out of my arm now?" as soon as I'm out of the bathroom I beg. Anyways, an hour later a doctor shows up to release me. Explains that Dr. Sarah wanted to make sure there was no internal bleeding or ripping. Why didn't she tell me that?!?!?! Trace takes my IV out, and we head home.

I tried to sleep at home, couldn't. Bawled and bawled, it was an EMOTIONAL rollercoaster. As I was pulling into the parking lot in the wee hours of the morning, my thoughts this is Heavenly Fathers baby, he is in charge, He can call it home if He needs to. I am very grateful Tiny is doing well, and looking forward to our big ultrasound next Tuesday. We will be announcing boy or girl :) :) :)

Lots of exciting things happening... we signed on building our new house, the big U.S., and Cancun... stay tuned, and thanks for your love and concern.