Tuesday, January 5, 2010

A little about me...

Ok, I thought that I would write a little about myself. I am 27 years old and I have been married for almost 4 years now to a wonderful man named Guillaume. We have a 13 month old son named Quinton. We love this little monkey of ours more that anything...and couldn't imagine our lives without him. Quinton has changed our lives so much in his short 13 months and I honestly wouldn't trade a single day of it! He is 100% boy and shows us this every day in almost everything he does. He has started to become very adventurous now as he is starting to try his hand at walking...he does really well and one of these days he will completely give up on crawling. He's starting to climb on and off furniture a little which resulted in a little tumble this morning in which he hit his head. It sounded really bad, that I almost started crying myself! And of course this tumble had to happen literally 5 minutes before we were out of the house this morning! Naturally! I called the daycare a little while after I dropped him off and he was doing good, I was a little worried because he hit the floor pretty hard. :(

Quinton is in daycare every day now that I am back at work full time :( It makes me sad that I am not home with him every day but as of right now, it is best that I am working. Guillaume's job requires him to travel to work which kind of sucks. Before Quinton was born, Guillaume would only be home on the weekends and after Quinton was born, the 3 of us would pack up every week and head out to stay in a hotel for the week and come back home on weekends. Hotel life in NOT all it is cracked up to be! Our hotel room was very gross...it had a mysteriously sticky carpet...we wore flip flops in there and when Quinton started crawling, we brought blankets from home to cover the floor with. We did this for Quinton's first 7 months, let me tell you it is very tough to live in a hotel room with a baby! In a town where you know no one! Right now Guillaume is stationed out of Winnipeg but that's only temporary. Come June, we will find out where he is stationed next. I think that I have somewhat come to terms with the fact that we may have to move in the future. I love where I live (not my house so much) but I like my town and everything. Part of me is scared at the thought of moving away from my family and friends, but also part of me is kind of excited about moving somewhere new. I say that now, but we'll see how I feel when the time comes.

Monday, January 4, 2010

First Blog Ever...

So this is my first blog ever...I don't know where to start. I have enjoyed reading a few blogs and decided to start my own. I don't know if anyone will ever read this but I am going to try my hand at blogging.