But with my blood pressure, I need to watch for it.  Whenever I eat something LOW in SALT or NO SALT at all, I feel pretty sick (milk comes handy to ease my tummy!)  But if I eat regular salty foods, same thing, I feel sick.  So where do I stand between salt and no salt at all?

Today is a nice day, not too hot and not too cold.  I called out to DS to see if he wants to go outside.  He looked at me and shooked his head,”Naw” and went back to watching Mr. Rogers’ Neighbourhood.  I will definitely TRY IT AGAIN.  You can’t reject Mr. Rogers for his kind, friendly personality at this time.

Oh, wait, Teletubbies is on right now, and DS is sooo drawn to them for their colorful ways.  Does this gives me time to be on the PC and check out other threads on CPO then?

But I still want to go outside as usual, not only to go for walks, but to get as much as fresh air as summer is coming to an end in a few weeks.  With all the extreme heat this summer, it was kinda hard as I can be pretty queasy after ten minutes in the hot weather.  But at least the deck is here for enjoyment.

DH is getting off work at noon to start his 3.5 days off from the shop, but still has to go and help his brother clean out the basement for renos, as well as a former co-worker of DH and BIL whom they worked with at the care facility construction last fall, is coming over to the house to clear away the old shingles and put new shingles on (adds value to the house).  I still have to see the house as usual to see how much work is needed.

When Ds goes for his nap this afternoon, I am going to do a couple scrapbook pages.  I did one page (as a start) with the u/s picture that I recieved a month and half ago and what I do need at a the moment is to get the photo album (perhaps in green or yellow), so I can get the book in progress like I did for my first pregnancy/birth/first year of DS’s life.

But anyways, I should go and ask DS if he wants to GO OUTSIDE LOL.

Last week, I was just getting ready to take DH and DS for a drive to take DH to work when I felt a burst down there.  I went to the bathroom and saw,……………………..blood?  On my 2nd Anniversary?  And I am having another miscarriage?  I thought, I give up.

SO DH had to call work to tell them of my situation, so he could stay home for the day to watch DS as I had to go to ER.  Turned out, the baby was very healthy with a good heartbeat, so I asked “where was the bleeding coming from?”  So I had to be admitted for 3 days in the hospital, given with a hormone injection and a pill given daily to stop the bleeding, as well as FULL bed rest the WHOLE time, and to me, this is NOT a HOLIDAY for me at all (even worse, I had the Explorer in the parking lot for the whole three days and DH can’t use it due to driving restrictions).  DH had to miss a total four days of work to raise DS because no one was willing to give a hand (except his brother who went and got the groceries out of the blue for them to have for four days).  Mom, at first, told us she couldn’t help out due to work, but her boss (who is expecting, sharing the month we are due in) told her to take time off, but DH told her that everything is dealt with.  I don’t know how we did it, but we managed on our own.  I had my own phone on bedside so we keep in touch, DH knew his duties as “SAHD”, from cooking, cleaning, bathing DS and brushing his teeth, laundry and dishes, so he did well (so he told me on the phone).  For me, I was homesick, missing my guys every minute.  The only way to make time pass was either watch TV, share great conversations with Pauline (a 35-yr-old mom of two, third due in October and is diabetic, in for monitoring of her blood sugar level and bringing down her blood pressure) and Meghan (a 19-yr-old, just recently found out she ’s expecting but her morning sickness got severe, she was in for monitoring), and even lots of naptime.  Each night at bedtime, I have problems sleeping fully throughout the night, because my tummy was queasy for healthy night snacks (I usually have a bite of baby carrots or fruit to settle down, as well as milk), and as a patient, I can’t have night snacks at all.  Oh well.  The three days passed by, and by Friday morning, I was told I could go home in early afternoon after I have my last homone injection.  Not only I was excited, Pauline and Meghan were excited THEMSELVES.  MEghan felt better, was eating good, and her boyfriend (the father of her baby) came to pick her up three hours before I was discharged.  Pauline had been discharge the morning after my discharge, as her blood sugar level went back to normal as well as her blood pressure went back down, too.  As I was preparing my discharge, DH and DS greeted me in the hospital room (they took the cab) and I was so HAPPY to see them.  DS didn’t want to let me go, and cuddled up to me the whole time.  DH had to get my keys to bring my Explorer up to the doors so I wouldn’t have to walk that far to the parking lot.  Really, I was fine, no cramping the whole time and the bleeding only lasted two days, that was it.  The time we get home, both DH and DS (even the cat) didn’t stop cuddling up to me (think that three days was a long time to be away from them? YES!) We had to celebrate our belated 2nd anniversary with a chinese takeout (we originally planned on eating out to a nice restaurant but because I missed home so much, we opted for takeout instead).  Don’t worry, we put on a nice lighted candle for the occasion.  And yes, DS was with us the WHOLE time, besides, he was “partying” in my tummy when we got married LOL.

Well, after two appointments this week with both my family doctor and the OB/GYN, I was deemed back to normal and still have to take it easy on myself as usual as well get lots of rest everyday.  As DS hugs my tummy, he laughs, and looks at my tummy and says,”Baby?”  Yep, the baby is moving.

I guess we can go ahead with the plan on purchasing the brand new infant car seat for the little one then.

Saturday, we had to be there early before 11 so we could find the parking spot and then get the good sighting spot.  And it was EASY, all the people in the crowd spreaded out evenly without any problems at all.  When the parade began, the RCMP officer rode on the RCMP Harley Davidson motorcycle and DS loved it as the officer was doing the rounds, checking the crowds as well as making sure the parade went smoothly without any problems.  The highlights of the parade that we saw:

-The local shriners club performed their riding performance on their mini cars and quads, and it made DS laugh.

-the local high school marching band played and DS was dancing to it, which caught the attention of another mom with her two young DDs.  They told me that his dancing melted their heartsLOL.

-A long time group of friends DH and I knew had their Clydesdale horses and wagons in the parade and cheered at us for being there (one rancher friend was bugging DH about trading his cowboy hat for DH’s nice cap from his work LOL).

-A float full of teddy bears and dolls attracted alot of kids’ attention.  DS spotted one of the BAckyardigans characters, and it is TYRONE!

-Treats were given out, and they were mostly FREEZIES!  PERFECT! LOL

-Antique and classic cars passing by which was a hit for DH.  WE love classic cars and trucks.

-Tractors and machineries made DS’s eyes WIDE OPEN to the shock of how big they are. (DH’s boss is kicking himself today because he didn’t have the time to get the new models in the parade this year with three other rival dealerships.  HE said,”Remind me next year so I can get my truck and put all of your kids in the back!”)

We were in the sun, but the weather was kinda hot.  By the time the parade ended after an hour of fun, DS was so tired that when we got home, he went into the house, needed help taking his shoes off, and he walked towards his Spiderman toddler bed and fell asleep.  Wow, he’s smart.

DH, DS and I went to our hometown for our friends’ 50th Wedding Anniversary Social.  We pulled into town and went straight to the Legion Lounge (my dad’s usual “coffee row” place with DH’s uncle operating this place, and hey, kids are allowed in there) and DS loved going down the slope towards the lounge.  Dh’s uncle was excited to see all of us as he haven’t seen us since February, at MIL’s funeral.  DS had to sit on his Grandpa’s lap to drink his “coffee” (don’t worry, it IS orange juice) while I had OJ myself and DH on his favorite beer.  I knew my mom was working that day so before the lounge closed, DS and I walked down the street to the hotel and took the back door to the kitchen where mom worked.  the best thing ever happened is when DS saw Grandma, he laughed and ran towards grandma at her “coffee break” area.  Mom loved it every minute as she adored her special grandson.  Dad and DH came in later, so mom asked what we were planning for supper and I said,”Hey, how about the popular burger and fries?”  She had no problem whipping it up, and packaging it for us to take back to mom and dad’s house.  Mom was getting off early as she and dad were attending a wedding social for our long time neighbour’s son and their “spoiled, rotten, selfish” DIL (to make this story short, when their son decided he did NOT want to get married in Jamaica, because he rather have the wedding take place here in the hometown and then have a honeymoon in Jamaica, she threw a ” Terrible Twos’ temper tantrums” at him, and he gave in).  So later that evening, DH, DS and I went to the Anniversary social, and we kinda had fun, but to the couple that celebrated their anniversary, DS was a hit because of his “dance style” that got the attention of alot of guests.  He danced from polka to Johnny Cash songs, you name it.  DH was catching up with good times with his longtime friend he hadn’t seen in 13 years, and I was having a good talk with our close friend, who was working the bar (she was having a break while her DH ran the bar).  By the time it was two hours later, DS was exhausted from all that cute dancing, so I hoped he will sleep easily all night.  WRONG! He was staying up until 1 AM.  GAH! LOL!

We left the anniversary and got to my parents’ house, and around the same time we got there, my parents got home.  They didn’t seem to have a good time at all when they wished they would have been at the anniversary instead (they and the couple known each other for years).  Mom told me that the mother of the groom (our neighbour) was pretty much busy all night, preparing everything with the bride’s mother, and even earlier, the bride’s uncle told my mom that everyone was doing the set up for the social EXCEPT the bride, whole was too busy “buffing her nails and complained that she did not want to sweat from lifting the chair”.  I assume that the groom will suffer a mental breakdown from obeying his new wife with everything she wants HER way.  Poor him.

And then yesterday,……

It was DH’s day off for Canada’s Day, and the weather was windy and hot but we can smell the smoke from the Northern forest fires, which wasn’t very pleasant at all.  We attended the Family picnic day at the museum grounds, and actually, we didn’t stay long at all.  DS was running around the grounds so much he was yawning and rubbing his eyes.  I guess it was the right time because the grounds was getting overcrowded so we left.  I know we were supposed to have fun, but with my pregnancy and the smoke, I was feeling dizzy, so oh well, hopefully next year, Canada Day will be better for us.

I hope this weekend will be better if DH wants to check out the car show at the lake out of town.  We need a break from the small city life for one day.

Yesterday, DS and I went to pick DH up from work and when DH came out with co-workers, they looked like they were in distress.  DH told me that his boss could not give him a raise because “it was not in the budget”.  On the other hand, a 22-year-old guy, recently a new father, was given a 2-dollar raise (3 dollars more than what DH made), which got the whole staff SHAKING their heads, why?  For starters, this 22-year-old guy was ALWAYS late for work (believe me, when I passed his house after dropping DH off at work, he was out of the house into his truck the TIME his shift STARTED), and always leaves whenever he pleases (which got the foreman mad!), and one day two weeks ago, he had to deliver an auger to a farm 25 miles from the city, and he got into an ACCIDENT which the RCMP found HIM at fault, as he was SPEEDING carelessly, and not only he lost control on the highway, the auger flipped and the car behind the truck and auger, ran into the ditch and flipped, too.  The driver of the car walked away with little or no injuries (thanks to the seltbelt!).  He was fined $225.  And the farmer who bought the auger was ANGRY that he had to pay extra to replace the auger he originally selected.  And he GOT a RAISE?  DH’s other co-worker is a father of two, same age as DH (32) and is a HARDWORKER. And he was denied a raise the whole three years he worked in.  He can’t figure out WHY.  So tomorrow (officially) is his last day, and is going to work at another rival dealership (which my dad normally gets his tractor parts from) starting this Monday.  When DH’s co-worker told his boss that he was leaving, he simply said,”nice working with you”.  Dh and his foreman are keeping themselves ZIPPED until they find something better.  I know DH worked hard to work in a company that he has exact qualifications for, but to be able to gain more experience that he liked, but for a pay 2 dollars more than a minimum wage?  We made sacrifices on this part.

I know from earlier posts that other moms convinced me to take up part time work, like selling Avon and MK, as well as Partylite and Discovery, but there are so many moms PROMOTING themselves in this city, how do I go about winning more customers from them?  Meanwhile, I will trying to keep going with crafts and hopefully sell them out.

I hope life gets better for all of us.

And that is where the “Frugal Living” board comes in on CPO.

Until now,……

DH is waiting for the inheritance to come through from his mom’s estate, but I doubt it will be much, as when MIL found out she had cancer two years ago, she was on a lifetime of going on a spending spree, from buying a huge camper to brag to her camping neighbours, to buying a handycam that we can never afford, as well have the house renovated (my FIL didn’t want to, as he hated change) to buying things that we can never afford.  Dh believed that FIL can help with the co-signing now that she is not here anymore, and I still have doubts, STILL.  I would love to go to work to bring more money home, but I have to pay for childcare and all that.  But I still have nagging doubts to wait LONGER than usual, but still put away more money as usual.

Ugh, I don’t want to ever think of going through the process of buying a house again ever, even with the non-stop rising prices of homes.

Today, my neighbours (a young couple) are moving out of the fourplex to move in to a house just a 5 minutes’ drive from here.  They are happy but SCARED at the same time as they noticed that they will be making payments in monthly at 900 dollars, 400 dollars more than what they pay for rent.  I asked if the house is well maintained and fixed up, ready to move in and they said no, because they are going to the bank for renovation loan to replace old drywall and floorings before placing their new appliances in.  I wished them luck (no, I did not ask about the water heater and furnace because that would freak them out! LOL)

My DH was thinking yesterday that since he is there at his job for three months, never have been late, always did the tasks like his boss ordered him to do (didn’t bother him at all, gotta keep himself busy), learned new things that he could do it easily from his two seasoned co-workers, worked a bunch of Saturday mornings as scheduled, that he was going to ask his boss for a RAISE today.  I have to wish him luck, too.  If not, he is planning on applying at the canola-crushing plant because it is better money and benefits.  So I will see what happens for sure.

Ok, I am wondering, is the morning sickness not as bad on second and third pregnancies as the first one?  When I was on my first pregnancy, I was so sick, and had edema as well as high blood pressure for the whole time.  But with the third pregnancy, I am queasy for an hour but I will be fine for the next three hours and then get queasy and dizzy for and hours and then I will be fine for the rest of the day.  And I never get queasy overnight like I used to.  Somebody share your experience with me! LOL

For now, I should take DS out for a walk to get some fresh air.

Oh, bathroom break!

Ah,..there, I feel better now.  I wonder if going up and down the stairs for bathroom breaks will help me stay in shape during pregnancy?

And the ‘ol grouchy cat is not looking forward to the fact that DH has to remember to clean the litter box every weekend, since she knows he forgets and I normally did when I was not pregnant LOL.  Sorry, cat, but you hiss and snarl at him about the litter, not me LOL.

Well, I should go do dishes and then get the place cleaned up so that way I can finish up the rag quilt.

I don’t want to tell alot of people I know, including my parents and FIL, just yet until later when I find out if it’s viable or not.  But even if I am pregnant, I still do not want to announce it AT ALL to people that have been very negative to us (SILs, my sister, and those who don’t like kids, and those who complain about the cost of raising kids:S)  So why my DH and I feel that way about not announcing to those people at all?  For starters, when I first found out I was pregnant with DS, instead of getting a congratulations from them, we were cut down for several ridiculous reasons:

-”Pregnant?  So, when are you getting rid of the cat? And when are you going to get rid of the fish?”(my sister)

-”Pregnant?  And my brother is going to be a father?  Yeah right, as if he is going to teach this kid to drink beer at a young age.” (SIL)

-”Pregnant?  Well, you better starting for someone else to care for your child, because it is HARD work, and you rather be working your career than to be a mom”.  (the other SIL)

-An ex-friend of DH looked at him and said”You knocked her up?  Oh great, that means I have to pay more taxes to put towards CTB cheques for you guys to go and spend on luxurious toys that are crappy and useless?”

-Another ex-friend of DH got mad at him for not being careful with birth control.  He told him that DH should be be doing more time with his buddies than to be with the baby and I.

-And lastly, people accused me of getting pregnant to catch up with other women with kids to “fit in the group”.  To me, I never liked these moms from the hometown, anyways, because their snobbish, nose-upper personalities are still the same.

Sounds pretty cruel?  Well, these comments are coming from a hometown that is pretty CLOSE-minded and open-discriminated to hurt other people verbally and emotionally.  But here in the city, people we talk to are respectful and open-minded to issues.  So glad to be away from the small town life for the better.

But, for now, the waiting for appointment continues,………………..

Today, I had to get two bags of soil to fill pots ready for flowers, but realized I need to get ONE more bag because three other pots are still empty.  In two long planters, I planted salad greens and herbs.   In some clay pots, I planted the seeds of marigolds, zinnias and Stocks.  But I will find more variety of plants at the local greenhouse to add to the pots later on. 

Well, I counted my days on the calendar and realized I am six days late, no period.  Hm,…….. 

I’ll wait and see what happens.