Bring Your Own Baggage

Although I don’t write much these days because of the baby, I find I write EVEN LESS because of Facebook.  Why write a blog when I can get online and read updates, leave updates, and see pix?  Is Facebook the death of the blog?  Probably not.  PayPerPost perhaps is.  Or general laziness.  Or having a newborn..

Now that Mr. Poopy is 12 weeks, I can make the following observation: there are many wonderful baby books out there but I’ll have to write the one I wish I had read.  In my spare time, I guess, I’ll tackle this.  There is no spare time these days…. as I write these few lines, one eye is perpetually glued to the monitor.  The monitor one book told me to get, another, not to.

No one told me to get cable though.  That was a great piece of advice.  One friend DID tell me to shower before I went to the hospital, pointing out it would be days before I’d get to shower again.  Good one!

So in my spare moments, and I’m sure this will take a few years of them, I’ll write The Baby Book I Wish I Read Before I Had My Baby.  With tidbits from my friend Wendy.  I’ll post chunks as they happen.

Anyone else get this stoopid email?  I’m tired and can’t type much these days.. so I’m being a lazy blogger.. I promise that some day “The Baby Book I Wish Someone Had Written Before I Had this Baby” will appear in installments shortly.  “Shortly”, in New Mommy Talk, means anytime before the kid goes to university.

I feel bad that Sir Larry is developmentally delayed.  Or maybe that’s the new style for titled gents… bad spelling, style, grammar. The works.  Sir Larry?  Sure.  Why not.  I’ll buy that for a dollar.  I’m going to write my own soon.  Hopefully, if I can get JTQ to have a few more naps.. you’ll see mine up here…and maybe I’ll spell check.  Or maybe not.  It seems to lose its flavour if it’s spell checked.

SIR LARRY KANE sir_larrykane4@hotmail.com 
Sir. Larry Kane
204  Wilmer Lane
London
WC25A 1JR
United Kingdom..
Dear Friend,
 PLEASE READ THIS WITH UNDERSTANDING
——————————————————

 I am  Larry kane  retired excutive with Barclay’s Bank Plc London United Kingdom.I am the personal friend  to Dr. David Clemetson 40 years of age who is from United State.  who died on January 31st 2000 with Alaska Airlines Flight 261.You can as well confirm the above information by going through this CNN under stated Website of the incident
http://www.cnn.com/2000/US/02/01/alaska.airlines.list/
Dr. David Clemetson was a medical doctor who sepecialised in internal medicine before he died . He based in  United States of America . He used to come to London to visit me and my family .Two months before his death, he visited me here in London and wanted to establish  a world class hospital  which I was helping him to open . All the reqirements needed to open the hospital were ready , including the money for the project. He deposited the money for the project with my bank Barclay’s Bank Plc, which I helped him alot for that with my position with the bank. He went back to United States to prepare  his coming back to London for the hospital project. But I was surprise to hear through CNN  that my very good friend whom I was waiting for  was involved on January 31st 2000 with Alaska Airlines Flight 261 plane crash,that crashed into the Pacific Ocean not far from Los Angeles. The worst of it all , is that He died along side with his family memebers which includes his wife Carolyn and children Coriander, 9, Blake, 7, Miles,6, and Spencer, 6 months.
 

Since the death of my good friend Dr. David Clemetson,I as his good friend and account officer have made several enquiries to locate his surviving relation, without  any success until my retirement last year,because himself David and his family members were involved in the same plane crash. I am sheding tears of sorrow as I am writing this mail to you.
So, just last week, the bank again issued me a noticeto come up and present the next of kin of my friend or a relation deposited fund which my late friend deposited with them.It was because of the above reason that I decided to contact you on the course of my late friend’s relation since both of you are from United States of America. I am contacting you to assist in repatriating and securing the wealth left behind in a fixed deposit account by my late friend David Clemetson, before they get confiscated or declared unserviceable by the  bank.Since   the board of the  bank, has issued a notice, that after two weeks(2 weeks) from now and no next of kin shown up for the claim, the funds will be confiscated and declared unserviceable.
Since I  have been unsuccessful in locating Dr.David Clemetson relatives for sometime now, I seek your humble consent to present you as the Next of Kin and relation of the deceased since you are a foreigner with my late friend. So that the proceed of this deposit valued at £6.5Million British i Pounds Sterling can be released to you.The bank will release the funds to any person whom i present as the next of kin to my late friend and client.  To crown it all, I  have all related information/documents to the bank account. And all these are under my control which I can produce any time it is required for the process.
Please,do not fail to visit the website above for your confirmation and proof just to proof because I am aware of many scam mails and letters that are going on around the world and espercialy in the net.  All I requires is your honest cooperation to enable use the realisation of this money  successfuly. I guaranttee that this will be executed under a legitimate arrangement that will protect you and I from any breach of the law.
Further details awaits your response by email.
Best Regards
Larry kane.

It’s so hard to write anything these days, now that JTQ is in my life.  But what makes it worse is that the Tour de France is on.  Now I don’t have time to write, and I can’t quite seem to get the Tour on either.  The best I can do, some days (like today) is write, and listen to the Tour via the baby monitor.  Oh these are sad times!

Making dinner is out of the question too.  Fortunately, my sweetie is tolerant.  Why?  Dunno.  But he comes home after a shitty day and cooks.  Must be love.

Not that I don’t try.  Yesterday JTQ fretted (as he has since his shots and since returning from the cottage) and I put him in the car seat to try to at least cut some veggies.  Picture below.  Fortunately, you can’t really see the floors that have not been washed in, oh, WEEKS and WEEKS.

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

And we’re moving Sept 1st!  So now I get to be mortified while strangers come through this mess.  Fortunately, I can blame the baby (and the Tour).

Baby is sleeping, as you can see, by the sink.  Gregory Twinklebear is keeping watch.  Good kitty.

My he’s talented… only six weeks old (not even) and already he has two videos.  Awwwww. 

This one is much smaller than the previous. Found out that Canon lovingly provided editing software.  Nothing fancy… just enough to cut the footage a bit, where necessary.

This file is about 2MB.

My Future Rockstar saying hello.

Warning.. this is a 14 MB file. So maybe go make a coffee while this loads. I don’t have any editing software, alas… so if you want to watch my cutie-pie kick his little feet while sitting on Dad’s lap, be warned. There’s sound too,  He’s a chatty little guy.  Six weeks old on Sunday. Awwwww. When he wakes up, hopefully MUCH later today, I’ll try to shoot some shorter film… but for now, this is all we have.

See My Cutie-Pie

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are disgracefully pleased to announce that their recalcitrant progeny has FINALLY made his appearance. Several days late, and after an ouchie delivery, the one and only John Tiberius Quest Grey clawed his way screaming and howling his extreme dissatisfaction at joining the future wage slavery job that awaits him in 19 years.

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are disgracefully pleased to announce that their recalcitrant progeny has FINALLY made his appearance. Several days late, and after an ouchie delivery, the one and only John Tiberius Quest Grey clawed his way into our world, screaming and howling his extreme dissatisfaction. John T. is welcomed by his indecently proud brothers Michael and Robert. Nonna Grey, Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Rose and a host of aunts, uncles, cousins, cugini, a few cats and a couple of bunnies are thrilled, proud, pleased, delighted and somewhat amused to see the little red-headed Viking. Weighing in at 7 pounds, 10 oz, and a walloping 24 inches, Johnny Quest has a few years to go before he’s Bantamweight, but Mama has faith. Many thanks to the doctors and staff at Mt. Sinai in Toronto… all of whom had their hands in my cooch at one time or other. Particular thanks to Maxine who had small fingers.

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are disgracefully pleased to announce that their recalcitrant progeny has FINALLY made his appearance. Several days late, and after an ouchie delivery, the one and only John Tiberius Quest Grey clawed his way into our world on May 27, 2007 at 23:52, screaming and howling his extreme dissatisfaction. John T. is welcomed by his indecently proud brothers Michael and Robert. Nonna Grey, Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Rose and a host of aunts, uncles, cousins, cugini, a few cats and a couple of bunnies are thrilled, proud, pleased, delighted and somewhat amused to see the little red-headed Viking. Weighing in at 7 pounds, 10 oz, and a walloping 24 inches, Johnny Quest has a few years to go before he’s Bantamweight, but Mama has faith. Many thanks to the doctors and staff at Mt. Sinai in Toronto… all of whom had their hand in the birth, so to speak (literally and figuratively). Yay epidural!

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are outrageously contented to announce that their recalcitrant son has FINALLY made his appearance. The one and only John Tiberius Quest Grey howled his way into our world on May 27, 2007 at 23:52. John T. is welcomed by his indecently proud brothers Michael and Robert, Nonna Grey, Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Rose, Great Grandma and Grandpa Derne, and a host of aunts, uncles, cugini, a few cats and a couple of bunnies; all of whom are thrilled, proud, pleased, and delighted to see the little red-headed Viking. Weighing in at 7 pounds, 10 oz, and measuring a walloping 24 inches, Johnny Quest has a few years to go before he’s Bantamweight, but Mama has faith. Many thanks to the doctors and staff at Mt. Sinai in Toronto.

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are outrageously satisfied to announce that their recalcitrant son has FINALLY made his appearance. The one and only John Tiberius Quest Grey howled his way into our world on May 27, 2007 at 23:52. John T. is welcomed by his indecently proud brothers Michael and Robert, Nonna Grey, Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Rose, Great Grandma and Grandpa Derne, and a host of aunts, uncles, cugini, a few cats and a couple of bunnies; all of whom are thrilled, proud, pleased, and delighted to see the little red-headed Viking. Weighing in at 7 pounds, 10 oz, and measuring a walloping 24 inches, Johnny Quest has a few years to go before he’s Bantamweight, but Mama has faith. Many thanks to the doctors and staff at Mt. Sinai in Toronto.

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave had a baby on May 27, 2007 at 11:52pm. 7 pounds, 10 ounces. He is a boy. We called him John Tiberius Quest. Gotta problem with that? He has the usual assortment of relatives that one would expect. You know who you are. Thanks to the nurses and doctors at Mt. Sinai.

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are thrilled to announce the birth of their son, John Tiberius Quest, on May 27, 2007 at 11:52pm. 7 pounds, 10 ounces and 24 inches long. John is welcomed by his brothers, Michael and Robert, his Nonna Grey, Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Rose, and Great Grandma and Grandpa Derne, and many aunts, uncles and cousins. Many thanks to the staff and doctors of Mt. Sinai.

Hall/Grey

Tammi and Dave are thrilled to announce the birth of their son, John Timothy Quentin, on May 27, 2007 at 11:52pm. 7 pounds, 10 ounces and 24 inches long. John is welcomed by his brothers, Michael and Robert, his Nonna Grey, Grandma and Grandpa Hall, Grandma and Grandpa Rose, and Great Grandma and Grandpa Derne, and many aunts, uncles and cousins. Many thanks to the staff and doctors of Mt. Sinai.

Yes, one week later, I’m back kinda sorta maybe online.  One rough labour and eventual c-section later. 

But all that is nothing….. our little John Tiberius Quest is here.  Aka Buttons (depends who you ask).

Ladies, for those who don’t want to do a vaginal birth, may I strongly urge you not to plan a c-section out of convenience?  They are miserable things and I still can’t pull myself out of bed.  Women who are “too posh to push” are morons.

Here he is… Born May 27, 2007 @ 23:52.  Many thanks to the wonderful folks at Mt. Sinai in Toronto!!

Well, not quite.  But it does have the word “three”.

So I’m three days overdue.  Kinda normal, actually.  When I consider that some 75-80% of the expectant mothers in the world are overdue, I cannot help but feel that the medical establishment should rethink gestation timelines.  Kinda sorta makes sense, doesn’t it?  If they told me “you’ll carry for 41 weeks” instead of 40… well, I wouldn’t be up at 6am trying to decide if I should wash the floors or eat more Lucky Charms.

My Sweetie is blissfully sleeping through this, thank God.  I’ll need him later.  I’m wiiide awake.  Got up, ate toast, drank Guava (mmmmm) and had a cup of milk (ew).   Contemplated taking another belly pic because it’s truly impressive how much I’ve changed in a few weeks… but all my belly pics are taken in the bedroom.  Don’t want to disturb Sleeping Beauty.  He’ll need his strength for carting me around while I scream and cause a scene in the hospital.

Whenever the %&*^%* that happens.

There’s a point you get to when you feel like you’ve been pregnant forever (and essentially I have been pregnant since April of last year… if you string the three of them together, which I do)… and that you will be pregnant forever.  You are almost surprised, at times, that a baby is the product of all this.  Not just the stretch marks that made their fatal appearance about two weeks ago.

How about that anyway?  Not a fricking mark on me til the very last.  So unfair.  I was lulled, dammit!!

More as it happens.  Or not.

Well, now that I’m overdue, I may as well distract myself.  For those of you not hooked into my Facebook, here’s the “Soundtrack to My Life”.  My sister originally posted hers and I finally got around to doing mine this morning.  So feel free to post one up here in the “comments” area.  Or put it in your Facebook and “share” with me.  If you don’t have me listed as a “friend”, send me a note in the comments with your email address and I’ll send an invite.

Here goes:

The Soundtrack to my Life
Here’s how it works:
1. Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle/Random
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that’s playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
YOU CAN’T CHEAT OR SKIP SONGS!

_______________________________________________

Opening Credits:
Iggy Pop - I Wanna Be Your Dog

Waking Up:
James Brown - Super Bad

First Day At School:
Vandergraaf Generator - My Room

Falling In Love:
Jethro Tull - Fat Man

Breaking Up:
Ry Cooder & Ali Farka - Mali Blues

Life’s OK:
Chicago - Does Anyone Really Know What Time It Is?

Breakdown:
James Brown - Get Up Offa That Thing

Driving:
JJ Cale - Cocaine

Flashback:
Santana - Black Magic Woman

Getting Back Together:
Iggy Pop & the Stooges - Heroin

Wedding:
Donovan - The Season of the Witch

Sex Scene:
Cake - Short Skirt, Long Jacket

Birth of Child:
Three Dog Night - Momma Told Me Not to Come

Final Battle:
Rolling Stones - Bitch

Death Scene:
Beatles - Another Girl

Funeral Song:
Donovan - There is a Mountain

Dance Sequence:
Zero 7 - In the Waiting Line

End Credits:
Alice Cooper - Only Women Bleed

Oh, go ahead!  Vote for Colbert!!!  Unless you really think Leno and Letterman are better.  Ewwww.
http://www.wtopnews.com/index.php?nid=114&sid=1146456.

Of course for me, Stephen Colbert is the King of Morning, since I can’t quite stay awake for the “live” airing of his Monday-Thursday show.  I generally watch him at 9:30am.  But don’t think I let that deter me…