Michelle's havin' a baby....

You may remember me mentioning my BFF on here a few times. 

We've been friends since we were fourteen years old and I have now known her for more than half my life. It's kind of like with my husband who I've known since I was a teenager - I don't really remember my life with either of them not in it. We've really come into our own since then and have been through all of life's big moments. 

Here she is with her lovely step daughter. 

Here she is holding one of our other BFF's daughter after she was born. She's always loved to hold everyone's little babies and always shows enthusiasm when a new bundle arrives.

Now its her turn, she's with child!!!!!     

Michelle is the last out of our group of friends to get preggers and she has been waiting for this moment for while. When she told me the news I was already ten weeks along with my bambino and I was ecstatic that we were going to be able to have such an experience in common. Since we sometimes carpool together (we both commute out of town for work) we would often find ourselves comparing notes about symptoms, doctor's appointments, nursery ideas, baby names, etc.  The thought of having babies so close in age is so exciting! 

Michelle even had this crazy idea to take random pictures of us together every few weeks and see how much our bellies start to grow. We only got one picture so far (bear in mind we just got home from work on a Friday afternoon and were tired and not looking top notch). 

But then Michelle got admitted into the hospital on bed rest due to a short cervix. She was only 24 weeks and they obviously didn't want her going into early labour. So she has been literally sitting in bed (with the exception of using the washroom) for almost a month now. Anyone who knows Michelle understands that this is prison for her, she is a very active person and does not like to sit around and do nothing. 

My heart goes out to her, this is not what she envisioned how her pregnancy would turn out. We always joke that nothing ever seems to go according to plan for her, and so it's not a surprise that she would have to roll with this too. So I made her a calendar to put up in her hospital room where she can mark off every day that baby grows until she gets closer to her due date. I wrote down something every day that she can do to pass the time, just for fun. I try to visit her as much as I can, but you know how it is with working full time and having a little one at home, so at least she has something that shows my support. 

Luckily Michelle has a great support system, lots of family and friends who love her and will help her out. She also works at her parents' business so she doesn't have to worry about her job right now which is good. The other day she told me that the doctor may let her go home in a few weeks and she can at least be in her own bed so I am keeping my fingers cross for her. Baby M, I am rooting for you kid! Keep growing and don't come out until your momma says so!

Live To A Hundred

TODAY'S MOTIVATION

One thing that really seems to motivate me these days are things that I observe in others that I don't want to become -  like, for instance, when I see how much other people's extra weight gets in the way of their day to day functioning and their relationships. One example: watching someone not being able to play catch with their grandson because they have a hard time bending over to get the ball. Another example may be watching someone declining an invitation to go to a show because they are worried they won't fit in the seats. Some people even struggle just to go up and down stairs and have a myriad of health problems.  

These people are all genuinely good people who are very loved by others, but it breaks my heart to see their day to day struggles because of these types of physical limitations. Whenever I see this in others, I say to myself, "God please don't ever let me get to that point in my life". So there you have it. Today I am motivated to live to a hundred and to be able to run, jump, and play with my sweet precious baby for the rest of her life and to be able to do the same with my grand kids some day.  Maybe I will even go sky diving with them like this guy:

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1167557/Daredevil-97-year-old-man-skydives-10-000ft.html

RANT OR RAVE

Today I would like to Rave about one of my dearest friends. My husband's job often requires him to work overtime un-expextedly like yesterday when he was supposed to be home at supper time but didn't return until two thirty am.  On days like these I am stuck and cannot go to my cardio kickboxing class because of Maya. Now, usually I would just shrug my shoulders and say, "Oh well, guess I will just go tomorrow", but instead this time I decided to ask for some help. I am really trying to live each day as if it is my last instead of my old "worry about it tomorrow" mentality. The thing is, everyone I know works full time and then has a family to go home to at the end of the day, so I struggled with who to call. I decided to call one of my best friends who came over with no notice and no questions asked. She did everything under the moon to entertain my sweet Maya for an hour and a half so that she wouldn't cry, which is not always easy.  She could have went home and had dinner with her own family but instead she helped out a friend in need. Thanks my bestest! I owe ya one.

NOTE TO SELF