I was in such shock when she told me that. I mean I guess you can always guess at the weight, and gender, but to say that you even have a name in mind is pretty crazy and cool if she was right. In my mind I’m like hey, maybe she should just tell me the name and then we don’t have to decide! But really I want to wait to hear it until we have the baby and then I tell her. She already told me she won’t tell me (which is good), but now every time I see her I will want to ask!

Do you think people can actually know things like that? A different co-worker also told me that she knows this guy who can walk by a woman and knows the gender of her baby, with 99% accuracy. Is that really possible? How can someone just know? People say there are clues, but to be right 99% of the time is pretty nuts.

This week I’m 12 weeks pregnant (as of Monday July 6th). And still feeling sick. I am throwing up every morning basically as soon as I’m awake, and there is no stopping it. So pretty much that sucks, but I’ll get through it. Everyone keeps saying, it’s worth it. And obv I know it’s worth it, but man it sucks! I find that I can eat mostly everything, but in really small portions, and I still get grossed out by hamburgers and now I can add bananas to that list.

I can tell that my body is changing, and I’ve been taking belly photos but the little bump is totally not a real baby bump, it’s just a bloat bump. All my clothes fit as normal, although I am more comfortable in stretchy clothes, they aren’t really necessary at this point. I must admit that I bought maternity pants a few weeks ago. I was very hesitant to try them on but by the urging of a pregnant friend (who is 3 weeks ahead of me!) I tried them on and loved them. So I’m not really wearing them yet, but they are an option for later on.

5 weeks...

7 weeks...

11 weeks...

12 weeks.

Also to answer some questions from my first post.
Laura- yes that is my pee stick.
Kasia- we are going to wait to find out the gender. However I’m realizing that this may kill me because I feel like I can’t buy any clothes because either I love all the girly ones or the really boyish ones.
doahleigh- yes, this is the first Baby Blonde! This will be the first grandchild for both sets of parents and the first great-grandchild for most of the grandparents.

- Morning coffee shop dates (we are morning date people, by necessity not by choice) full of checklists and scheduling rather than smoldering eyes and sweet nothings. ohhh the good old days!

- Marriage preparation homework talk! “My issue is _____. My feelings on it are a ___/10. I need ______.” “Two things that I love, appreciate, and admire about you are ______.”

- Our schedule this Thursday/Friday: Thursday morning we are going to pick out wedding rings, then we both have to work until about 11:30pm, then we are driving two hours to my hometown, have a marriage preparation course at 9am, then driving back to Toronto at 11am for Kent to work at 2 and me to work at 6.

- Countless e-mails to and from my mom about important things like the cost structure of tissue paper: “Let me pick up the tissue. i have done extensive research on the cost structure, and the Dollarama in east london has 20 sheets for a dollar, which translates to 50 cents a flower.”
For these, which Team Lauren, Micaela and Mom are pros at. Martha Stewart=My Hero. They are easier than you might think, but no less satisfying:

- Not strangling the guy at the tux store for having no idea where the tie that I wanted to look at was (and not caring either!), after I got a call saying it was in.

- A honeymoon that is STILL NOT DECIDED ON! and we are giving ourselves until Saturday to finally decided.

Sound like fun???? haha. It’s not bad. Mostly because I know it’s only 40 more days of this! It’s actually quite funny for me when Kent comes home from work at night and I’m sleeping, and wakes me up to ask me what wedding stuff he needs to do in the morning. As long as he’s riding this crazy train with me, I’ll be okay.

Stef got here July 1st, and after a tearful airport reunion, it’s been fun showing her around my city and what my life here is like. Although she’s been busy working at the Calgary Stampede, we’ve made lots of time for girl talk, dancing, waiting in bar lines for far too long (cough*three hours*cough), breaking rules and just being us.

She’s kind of always been like another sister to us. I distinctly remember an occasion when four of the Blondes and Stef were sitting together and a women complimented my Mom on how nice it was to see all of the girls together and we all just smiled and nodded (and giggled). The nice thing about friends that are like family is that you can always pick up right where you left off, no matter what life throws at you in between those times. Since the last time I saw this girl, I moved across the country, she moved across the world and back, she graduated University (valedictorian I might add!), Erica got married, Mic got engaged, Kate got knocked up.

On Friday, Stef myself and my best Calgary girlfriend Natalie went out dancing and I couldn’t stop beaming at the thought of having my two greatest friends not only in the same room as me, but also getting along so well.

It’s been a blast having Stef here, and she’s moving in for a week on Thursday, so all I have to say is, Watch Out Tim!

We know that YOU wanna be Canadian!

This post is from November 18, 2003, when I was in grade 11, aged 15 turning 16 later in the month. The contest asks me to give readers an idea of what I was like when I started blogging, and my friends, this was me. Every single blog post I wrote contained approximately one hundred exclamation points, was 1/3 caps lock, and I was excited! about! EVERYTHING!@@#(!

Well I was having some trouble signing in to blog but I figured it out just as I was about to give up.

As you may have noticed from my sisters blogs, this weekend was CRAZY!! Absolutely insane!!
Friday – I went to A’s work and then we drove around to wait for the guy shes likes to finish work (she works with him) and then we “conveniently” passed by him while he was waiting for a bus to catch and we gave him a ride even though it was 100% the opposite direction from her house! oh boy. He thinks I am mental, I was so mad hyper@
After we went to S’s house cuz he was having a party and we stayed there for a bit then went to McDonalds with T and … someone else i really cannot remember who at the moment. Anyways. It was a very fun night. Then me and A we re talking on her webcam to her fridn T who thinks i am absolutly mental but it was SOOOO funny! It was right wicked. Then we went to the football game which ( SADLY) our school lost
It was all so upsetting, and a very close game. Good try boys.
Saturday night we were supposed to have a family night for erica but SINCE SHE NEVER CAME HOOOOOME we had one without her (we had one cuz it was going to be our last night together as a family). BUt she came home in time for dessert. (typical).
I have to go unload the dishwasher and pick somehting up at Stefs house but I will finish this extra long blog later.

To be continued …
much love, UGZ

Laugh away, my friends. But don’t make fun, because you know you all would have written a post exactly like this if you were a boy crazy 15 year old whose best friend had a car! Names altered to protect the innocent. Except Erica. Where were you Erica? Why didn’t you come home for your family dinner?