Preschool Begins!

I had been looking forward to this week for some time. I had signed S1 and S2 up up for three half days per week at the local YMCA. The plan was that S3 would stay home with Grandma, I would drive S1 and S2 to school, workout, relax, then bring them home.

Their first day was Wednesday, a work day for me, so they were dropped off and picked up by their father who was working from home...And Friday was their first day with Mama. After a good breakfast, the girls grabbed their school bags and lunches, and we headed off to the Y. The girls insisted I stay, but within a few minutes, they indicated that I could leave.

I headed to the running track on the upper level, and impressed myself by jogging 6km after a two year hiatus from running (or perhaps I should specify I did plenty of running after the kids). While I jogged, I looked out a large window, and saw my girls happily playing in the courtyard below. Talk about a guilt-free work-out!

After a quick shower, I headed over to the large mall across the street and simply browsed around. When was the last time I shopped without two to three kids vying for my attention and pulling me in opposite directions?!


First day of school:

Last Mini-Vacation

A Quebec-wide holiday this last Monday provided us with one last opportunity to get away without the kids before Brat #3's arrival.  My husband and I dropped the girls off at Grandma's on Saturday morning, and we returned two days later. We decided to go to Ottawa, one of our favourite Canadian cities. We stayed at a very nice centrally-located hotel. We visited with some of my husband's extended family, and a few of our friends. But mostly, we:

-relaxed

-had conversations about anything and everything except for the kids

-took leisurely strolls

-read 

-shopped

-went out for breakfast, lunch and dinner

-went to a movie

We also tried to:

-sleep in

After over three years of not sleeping in, this was harder than it seemed. We both woke up a little after 7am...

And finally, we tried to sleep through the night. Although I think my husband managed this feat, with the third baby's head pressing on my bladder, I was up far more often than I had hoped.

Overall, it was nice to get away, and we tried to appreciate every moment. In all likelihood, we will not be taking any breaks from our soon-to-be three kids for a very long time...

Meanwhile, the girls had a great time with Grandma and their Montreal-based aunt. They played in Grandma's backyard, went to multiple parks, ate healthy home-made meals, and danced and sang songs daily. They enjoyed themselves so much that when we went to pick them up, I do not think they recognized us!

Swimming in Grandma's backyard!

Climbing Grandma's safety gate!