Monthly archive for February 2011


The weekend that just passed was a long weekend, so we escaped for a couple of days to the Niagara area for what I guess you would have to call a “babymoon” even if you hate that expression, which I do.  The hotel we stayed at, which we have stayed at several times before, was lovely, although I was woken up early on the first morning by our next door neighbours, who (I am trying to be charitable here) must have been deaf TV enthusiasts excited to find a quiet wing of a hotel in which to throw themselves into their beloved pastime with wild abandon.  The only other problem with the hotel was that a lot of the hallways were lined with full-length mirrors, so I had no choice but to admit that I have finally started to waddle, but that realization was offset by the joy and relief of floating around weightlessly in the hotel pool twice daily, and the delicious indulgence of paying a nice lady in the spa to paint my toenails a ridiculous hot pink colour that I can’t stop staring at.  (more…)

Tiny laundry

I have been finding Facebook to be an invaluable resource when it comes to answering the myriad of questions Mike and I have about this whole parenthood thing, and we have crowdsourced solutions to a number of topics, including whether a rocking chair is really a necessity in the nursery (verdict:  it is) and how much time Mike should plan to take off when the baby arrives (answers ranged from a couple of days to actually going back in time to pick a different career so he could have the entire summer off with pay).  Last night I posted an innocent question about laundry (namely, how such tiny creatures could produce the mountains of laundry I keep hearing about) and, at time of writing, there are now 18 comments on that thread, all dealing with poop in some way.  (more…)