3rd December 2016

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Traditions are funny and heartwarming at the same time. The idea of hanging on to something, whether it be an action, an object, even just an idea is funny. What is our fascination of continuing something repeatedly for so long? What’s the point? I guess that’s where the “heartwarming” part comes in. That’s my main reason for keeping traditions. It keeps me connected to my roots. It keeps me grounded so I never forget where I come from or never forget the important parts of my life.

Christmas is a big one for me especially ever since my hubby and I started dating. We have created a few traditions for us over the past 10 years. Now that we have our own family, it’s important to us to keep them going in hopes that Baby G can continue them or just value the importance of family and family traditions so that maybe he can do his own in the future like how my hubby and I have.

Here are some of the holiday traditions my hubby and I have developed over the years.
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Things To Do
3rd November 2016

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Well hello there November. October, you were so much fun with all the great “first” experiences for my son but I have to say I have been looking forward to November.


Okay it’s not November so much as it’s officially the holidays! I am seriously itching to decorate the house in Christmas decorations. Of course though, not until AFTER November 11, because of Remembrance Day. LEST WE FORGET. Have to show respect.

I want to finally deck out our place for the holidays especially now. I love this new place of ours and we deserve to finally feel the joys of Christmas. I can’t wait to go out shopping with baby G and Hubby in search of the perfect decor.  Hubby wgot his wish this year and bought a pencil tree.  it’s his dream tree. I have never seen him so excited. He says I can decorate however I want though so I’m trying to get some ideas and decide on what colour scheme to do.


I am trying to figure out what to do for baby G’s christening. I have seriously procrastinated on it and now I think it’s too late to do it this year. But … I talked with Hubby about it and I am deciding o keep it simple and just have  family dinner at our house for it rather than have the typical big party.  It is a religious family thing anyway so I think it’s better to keep it that way.  We will save his BIG HUGE ASS PARTY for his birthday! That, I think people will appreciate more outside of a religious thing.

Speaking of birthdays, it will be my nephew/God son’s 1st birthday next month!! Thats another thing I am looking forward to and I am really really trying to look for a great birthday gift but it’s hard!! 


I have to add exercise and better diet to my to-do list. I am gaining even MORE weight and it’s already depressing enough that I can’t get rid of my pregnancy weight. I have been lazy and became a bit of a hermit for a little while because of the cold and rainy days lately so my activity level was low. During the summer I would be out every day with Baby G cruising the malls and doing grocery shopping and we would be out for hours! Now not so much. so even if the weather is shit  outside,I still should be able to do some exercising inside even it means only doing 5 push up if Baby G’s naps are super short. SOMETHING!! I’m tired of being fat again!! I miss my old body!


Baby G as Pikachu For Halloween


Flying Through
24th October 2016

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I know this is such a clich√© thing to say as everyone says this to a point of exhaustion at any point of the year but… Time Is Flying By. I don’t know if it’s the sleep deprivation, exhaustion, hormones or what but it’s giving me anxiety. 

I lay here next to my sleeping son trying to say to myself, “it’s been over 7 months now. I’ve been watching my son grow for 7 months now”.  I sometimes can’t even remember how small he was back in March but here he is, probably closer to 16 pounds, trying to learn how to crawl, finally eating food other than breastmilk, realizing he always laughs at the exact same commercial, and knows what it means to kiss mama and papa as he lays a big fat drooly one on my cheek. 7 months ago, all he did was suck boob, sleep, poop and cry. 

So this means I only have 5 months left until he has lives a full year of his life and for me to enjoy every second of it before I head back to work. I have to enjoy him taking his first steps, eating his first real meal that’s not pureed with his hands with half of it on the floor, his first real word, anything and everything that is part of watching my son grow up. 

This is a bittersweet anxiety I’m realizing. A very “so many things to do with so little time” kind of thing. I feel like I don’t want to miss a thing. I don’t want to miss a milestone. I want to plan so many trips with the time I have. We wanted to take him to Whistler or take his first trip to Portland. Shit, we still have to do his Baptism which was something we were supposed to do 2 months ago. This is his first Halloween, his first Christmas. I want to take him to his first pumpkin patch, his first Stanley Park train ride… the list goes on.  

Once I’m back at work, time is limited. Especially now that we moved out a little further, by the time I get home from work I have a few hours to spend time with him  then it’s bedtime. Unlike now, I am with him 24 hours a day. It makes me feel stupid sometimes about complaining how  tired I am and that I am done with all this because I know I’m going to miss all going to miss being with my son. 

The other side of the anxiety is the actual preparation of going back to work. My son actually decided he doesn’t like bottles anymore and only breastfeeds so I have to somehow train him to drink out of a sippy cup or straw cup before work starts. Or figuring out how to leave him for more than a couple of hours without him freaking out. Better yet, who am I going to leave him with?! Daycare is so fucking expensive but Grandmas are still working so it’s not like I can leave him with one of them. 

So as days go by, many thoughts are running though my mind and it’s kinda scary. The best I can do is enjoy the “now” and see what happens. The most important thing right now is to enjoy the time I have with my son and to grow with him because I’m growing too as a mother. I have my loving husband too so we will just grow through it as a family. 

I have a family and I love them.


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