Sick and Tired of being Sick and Tired

Two posts in one day.  Lucky you.  I'm actually just extremely bored and am taking it out on our blog.  But the truth is Stephen and I have both been really sick lately, and I wanted to record some of it.....mostly for myself....so I remember how this pregnancy was for me. 

Stephen's immune system...or lack thereof...is off the charts.  I don't know what his deal is, but this year alone he has had strep throat five times, bronchitis three times, and he's just getting over a cold.  It's annoying...for me and him.  He's more than frustrated.  He's had blood tests and everything, and apparently he's as healthy as an ox though.  I beg to differ.  I guess this is what we get to deal with since he takes the train everyday though.  So annoying.  The good news is he's finally getting over it, and hopefully it all stays away for the next little while.  The odd thing is I haven't caught any of it...EVER!  I haven't been sick at all.  Well...not that kind of sick.  I have my own issues.

I FAINT.   I know...weird, and scary.  The first time happened while I was working about three weeks ago.  I was screaming for stephen to come resuce me, but he couldn't hear me because I was yelling from my office.  He finally heard me and came barrelling into the room asking what was wrong.  I was in tears, white as a ghost.  He rushed to get me some water and put the fan directly on me.  Meanwhile I'm trying to finish my show.  I'm sure the hard of hearing watching the news in Toronto that night were a little frustrated.   The second time I was fabric shopping with Julie and probably scared her half to death.  I had her get me some Arby's and an orange julius.  haha  She's so awesome.   Thank goodness she was there.  I wasn't so fortunate the third time.  I was at Wal-mart.  I was at the back of the store developing photos.  Great.  I somehow stumbled my way to the front of the store to the Tim Hortons and plopped myself down on a chair, thinking I just needed to sit and regroup.  I recovered enough to get up and stand in line for something to eat.  That didn't last long though.  The stars started appearing and I started sweating, and I knew the blackout was near.  Somehow I got outside and onto the curb.  The fresh air helped a little bit, but there was no way I could drive  home.  I can just imagine how I looked.  Pregnant lady half passed out sitting on the sidewalk out front of the wal-mart.  Classy.  Good thing my sister just moved to town though.  She came to my rescue.  The last time happened while I was out shopping with Stephen.  I was actually sitting down getting my makeup done and Sephora, and lo and behold the stars appeared.  My eyes started rolling and Stephen knew it was happening again.  He rushed to get me a Cinnabon and some juice. 

Good heavens!!  What is my deal.  So i figured after four times this probably wasn't normal.  I'm really stubborn when it comes to going to the doctor, unlike Stephen who LOVES the doctor.  It's weird.  But I figured something isn't right, and I started to get worried about the baby too, so I sucked it up and went.  Turns out I have issues.  The baby is literally sucking the life right out of me.  He's taking all my blood, all my iron and all my salt.  My blood pressure was 80/50.  NOT good.  It's supposed to be 110/50.  So I'm supposed to drink 4L a day.  HA!!  Are you kidding me??  I'm not a big drinker.  I'm working on it.  My iron is also supposed to be 50 and I'm at a 9.  That number kinda scared me.  So I got an iron supplement too.  So....I haven't fainted again yet, but I still feel weak and tired all the time and am scared to go anywhere alone, so I'm usually just cooped up here at home.  So if anyone wants to come visit you're more than welcome!!!

Other than that pregnancy hasn't been too bad for me.  I feel ginormous.  Like....really really big.  Big to the point where Stephen just stares at me in aw sometimes and wonders how I can possibly get any bigger.  And I still have 3.5 months to go!!!  Geesh.  It feels like i've been pregnant for a year already.  My back is in ridiculous pain, and I had to stop doing shifts longer than two hours for work because it was just too much for my body to handle. 

Mostly we just can't wait to have little McKee HERE finally.  I got the nursery all set up with the crib bedding and everything, and my next post will include pictures of everything, but I want to decorate it a little bit more first.  So that's how we've been feeling lately.  Hopefully we're both on the mends!!  :)


haha  this is how i feel some days.

Zzzzzz.......

Oh sweet sleep.  Stephen and I were laying in bed last night and he suggested I do a blog post on our sleeping patterns.   Haha, kinda a funny suggestion, but I find our sleeping regiment a bit unusual compared to most.....and I love when my husband suggests blog posts and shows interest in our blog, so I wanted to appease him. 

Most people probably don't think twice about getting to go to bed at the same time as their spouse.......but for me I consider this a rare event and a treat.  Stephen is usually in bed by 10pm everynight, but because of my work schedule I'm never in bed until midnight or 1am.  CRAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPY!!  I was spoiled for about three weeks when I first started this job and I was done work everyday by 7:30 like a normal person.....but alas, it wasn't meant to be for us, and I had to revert back to my late nights and never getting my bedtime cuddles....oooooooo so cheesey Janna............but I don't care.  I cherish my cuddles.

Anyway....there are still a few things that have to happen in order for both of us to fall asleep.  Just a warning....there's a little bit of blog PDA about to happen here......just deal with it...or skip over this post to my next one.  Don't say I didn't warn ya.  Stephen and I both pull a complete 360 when we're falling asleep.  Stephen referes to it as the Three Phases.  We begin in the spoooooooooon position (Phase 1).  My personal fave.  Oh so comfortable.  I then turn onto my back and stephen switches to his other side (Phase 2).  I then turn to my other side and Stephen does this awkward half side half stomach thing (Phase 3).  I've since adopted this position since I've become pregnant and there's this weird bulge sticking out of my belly.  We both then complete our 360 and fall soundly asleep on our sides......until I get up to go to the bathroom at 3 in the morning.  Then it pretty much starts all over again. 

I'm sure by now you're asking yourself where the PDA was in all that.....or you're thinking you escaped unscathed of my mooshiness.......NOPE!  Here it is.  There are only two kisses that really matter to me...a kiss when stephen leaves for work in the morning, and a kiss goodnight.  All the other kisses take a backseat as far as I'm concerned.  I have my reasons, but I'll spare you the details.  Anyways...Stephen wasn't always a believer of this philosophy but I've since converted him.  When I drag my aching body into bed at 1 in the morning the first thing I do is give Stephen a kiss on the shoulder.....or the arm....or the ear....or the back.  It's dark, and I can't see.  So it's basically whatever body part my lips flop onto.   I basically did this for my own peace of mind, but then I missed a couple of nights and Stephen started to notice I wasn't giving him a kiss goodnight anymore.  awwwww he really does care.  So now if I forget I get a little nudge as a reminder.  Neither of us can sleep without our kiss goodnight, and I like it that way. 

We also can't fall asleep unless some part of our body is touching the other.  It's usually a foot or a finger.  It's really weird, but it's a comfort thing for both of us.  We're soul mates, what can I say.  Anyway....I'm sure you all are glad you just wasted 10 minutes of your day reading about our sleeping habits, but the truth is, I don't care about you.  I think it will be fun to make this blog into a book eventually and have our kids read it and see how lame their parents were back in the day.  We're so mooshy gooshy in love, even while we're sleeping, and I wouldn't have it any other way.  :)

Goin' to the Temple...

This past Saturday was one of Stephen's good friends wedding, Braden.  Stephen was one of the groomsman and barely made it to the wedding because he was sick all week with strep throat and bronchitis......again.....fifth time this year....but who's counting.  I'll tell ya who's counting.  ME!!!  Cause I have the lovely privilege of playing doctor each time, and Stephen tends to resort to baby mode when he's sick.  But back to the wedding.....

It was a really nice wedding....and oddly similar to ours, since our colors were the same.  Maybe that's why I liked it so much.  :)  Luckily we remembered our camera at the last second, so here's a bunch....mostly of us...not the married couple. 


                                           Here's the happy couple leaving the temple.  Yay!!

Me and my babies.  We're always laughing.  I love it!

Awwwww.  we're so cute. 

This is our friends Stefanie and Blake Hydes's baby girl Lucy.  Possibly the cutest kid....until baby McKee is born of course.

Our beloved ultrasound tech Whitney...love her.  Don't know she loves us though.  Stephen bugs her everyday with questions about the baby.  It's funny. 

All the boys.  Nothing but bad things happen when they're all together.  Good thing they're all married now.  Not sure what Stephen's doing.

Stephen and Braden

Me and my new friend, Braden's grandpa.  I'm looking quite large and in charge here.  Just lovely.

Oh Scotty B.......

Stephen with Scott's little brother Mark and his boy Thomas.  They actually served their missions together.  They also are trouble together. 

Stephen with the happy couple at the end of the night.  It was a great day!!

But What Is It???

So remember way back when when I said we WEREN'T finding out what our baby is going to be???  Ya.....things changed.  And just to clarify, I was DEAD SET on not finding out.  I seriously had no temptation to find out, and I still feel like it would have been soooo much fun to not find out.  My lovely, wonderful husband started being not so lovely and wonderful though.  He began putting pesky whisperings into my mind.  "Come on Janna, let's just find out".  "Once we know we can decorate the nursery".  "Look how cute this outfit it....too bad we don't know what it is". 

HOW CRUEL!!  Anyway, long story short it was killing me, and I caved.  What can I say, I'm a people pleaser.  It's a serious issue.   I still really wanted to keep it a secret from everyone else though, just so that it was still somewhat of a surprise, and because I knew it was driving everyone crazy not knowing, and that secretly made me happy.  haha  I'm cruel like that.  Well....I should have known better.  I knew Stephen couldn't do it.  He assured me he wouldn't tell ANYONE!!!  I had no problem believing he wouldn't purposely tell anyone, but I knew how excited Stephen would be after we found out what it was, and I knew it would just slip. 

Well, after we came home from the ultrasound we were still debating whether or not we were going to keep it a secret, and we decided we would.  I obviously still had my doubts.  At best I thought it would last a week without it getting out.  Crazy me.  It lasted exactly an hour and a half.  Stephen decided to call his parents and let them know how the ultrasound went...and out it came...smooth as a baby's bottom.   I honestly wasn't upset at all.  It was secretly eating away at me from the inside out.  LITERALLY!!!  Funny, kinda gross story, during the ultrasound the baby was munching away...at the placenta.  BAH!!  Obviously not literally but that's what it looked like.  We had a good laugh about it.   So the secret's out now, and we called all our family and let them know, so we now make it blog official. 

IT'S A BOY!!!

And here's proof of the placenta eating boy

He's so stinkin' cute!!!

So I know this is getting long, but I have to tell two quick funny stories, just so I don't forget them.  We've actually thought this baby was a boy from the beginning, thanks to my revelatory husband.  I told you...he's amazing.  The day BEFORE I told Stephen I was pregnant he had a dream that I was going to have a baby boy.  Then like two months later he had another dream where I was actually delivering, and it was a boy with a shock of black hair.  So his first dream was correct, and I'm holding him to that shock of black hair.  How cute would that baby be.  So stinkin cute!!

So my little niece Nadia, cutest little girl, such a sweetheart.  All she wants is another little girl to play with.  I sooooo wanted to give her that little girl.  As soon as we walked out of the ultrasound the first thing I said was Nadia is going to be so sad.  I was honestly nervous to tell her.  Everytime I would see her she would rub my belly and say, "be a girl, be a girl".  It was so cute.  She had me almost convinced it was a girl.  So we called to tell Hala and Collin the big news and Nadia was SOO SAD!  She almost started crying.  Poor thing.  Hala assured her we're going to pop out five or six more though, so her chances are still pretty good.  :)    The tally will be five grandsons to one granddaughter on the McKee side.  I'm sorry Nadia.  I tried.  And it will be two granddaughters to one grandson on the Steed side, so that's exciting.

Haha.  This is exactly how I pictured Nadia looking when she heard the news.  :)

So that's our latest news. 

We're just so excited to know that he's healthy and growing and lookin' like a stud already.  We can't wait to meet our little guy, and I'm already working on plans for the nursery.  WE'RE SO EXCITED!!

And here's a baby bump pic to tide you all over.  I'm a bit ridiculous.  I'm definitely measuring big, but the doc says it's just cuz I'm so small.  I'm already so uncomfortable though.  And this is possible the worst picture ever of me, so just focus on the bump.  It was a self timer, but I obviously wasn't able to get the focus before pushing the button, so this will have to do.  Can't wait for the next five months...

We Went On A Date!!

So I decided to get off my lazy butt and plan a date. Because frankly it's been a while. Not that we don't WANT to go on dates, it's just that my work schedule makes it almost impossible to go out together. Working evenings and weekends sucks sometimes......well lots of the times...okay almost all the time, but it works for us right now, so we make do.

So we've been talking about going on a picnic for about a year now, so I made it happen. We received this nifty little picnic set from Stephen's mom for Christmas two Christmases ago, so I decided to finally pull it out and give it a shot. It is quite handy, I have to admit. I should have taken a picture of that. dangit! oh well. next time.


So picnic at the legislature was step one of the date. Stephen came to the grounds right after he was done work....via train. I managed to find my way there by car without getting lost. That was a miracle in and of itself. So once we united the dating magic began!!! It was soooo nice out today. The weather was perfect. And we even got a little photoshoot in.


My sexy husband

Yours truly


Little Baby McKee enjoyed the picnic as well


We're pretty much the cutest couple ever





So thus concluded part one of the date. I decided to surprise Stephen with a movie night in preparation for our movie event in the morning. If you all haven't heard....the new Predators movie came out. And yes...my hubby is a die hard. Which is weird, because he's scared to death of the Predators. He's definitely had a nightmare or two involving the Predators. Apparently it scared him really good because he's been talking about it for weeks. I, for one reason or another, agreed to go to the movie. I'm no die hard, but I rarely pass up an opportunity to see a movie. I LOVE them....usually. We have seen a few crappers. So this is the little diddy I whipped up to stash in the trunk to surprise Stephen with after the picnic.





Yup, he loved it. Although, he lovingly informed me that we OWN the first predators. I completely was not aware of this. So I wasted a bloody $6 on the movie and then $10 we owed in fines!! I'm just a little upset though. I'll get over it. So that was our date, and I loved it!! Nothing real big, but I love any chance I get to spend with my awesome husband. He really is the best, and we could be doing nothing and I still love just being with him. This happens a lot :) Combining the facts that I work the most inconvenient hours known to man and the fact that none of Stephen's friends are married yet, we hang out at home a lot. I really would rather be nowhere else other than with Stephen just haning out doing nothing though. I don't care. Sorry for the cheese at the end.

SUMMER FUN!!

This summer the McKee family decided to get together and rent a cabin for the weekend. With five of the six siblings there, it was bound to be fun. I was charged with the task of finding the cabin. Talk about pressure. I was beyond worried it was going to be the dumpiest of dumps. You just never know with the internet these days....but it was the right price, so we ran with it. Thank my lucky stars it was spectacular...well I thought so at least. I would totally go back. Unfortunately there was some globbity goop left on the stairs when we left, found by the cleaning crew...so we'll see if we're ever welcomed back. All in all I think it was a great weekend though, full ofgreat food, sun, children screaming - i mean playing- more sun, hay-filled beds (that's what it sounded like at least), good ol' fashioned McKee discussions turned debates, and more sun. I took a bazillion pictures of the little ones, and about two of the adults...sorry. But enjoy!!

the one shot taken of me all weekend

little Noah. so cute.

Cutie pie Owen. He looks innocent enough ;)

Oh Nadia. haha too cute

All the cousins enjoying a little early morning Peter Pan.

BABY MCKEE

No surprise here, just finally getting around to making the big news 'blog official'. Stephen and I are in fact expecting a little McKee on the most special of days.....December 25. Ugh. Let me just apologize in advance, little McKee. We're not horrible parents, I promise! Good news is only 5% of women give birth on their due date!!! So you may be in luck yet. Regardless of the due date, we are beyond excited to be expecting. It was a little more than an uphill battle for us, with a little more emotional and physical pain than I had planned on, but we made it!!! And it was totally worth it. We will NOT be finding out what it is, which every one of our family members have cursed us about, but I'm not budging. I just think it will be much more exciting, and I have awesome sisters and sister-in-laws who have helped me out tremendously with supplies and clothes to help me be prepared with everything we need for the baby.

So I feel fairly confident that I'm 'showing' now and I'm not just getting fat. So here are a few pics.

Little baby McKee went from this:

to this (8 weeks)

To this (12 weeks)

Because I'm a little more high risk pregnancy I've already had three ultrasounds, and I have another one on Friday. I love getting to see our little baby, and Stephen gets to come to this one. He's so excited to finally see it and hear the heartbeat. So now we're just hoping and praying everything goes alright with the pregnancy and birth!! :)