Future Expectations

Hi little baby, its your mom. I feel you in there. Feel free to continue to punch and kick the heck out of my insides. For now, I like it. So, I would embrace this while you can, because I can assure you that once you come out of there, kicking and punching will not be tolerated by any other human living on this planet. Unless you become a UFC fighter. But you won’t become a UFC fighter because I’m not a fan of that. So ya, only 5 more months of kicking and punching for you.

I would however, entertain other famous-type professions that will enable you to take care of us for the equal the amount of years that we will take care of you (bank on around 25 years). Professional Baseball is nice, they don’t usually fight each other and they make oodles of money. And if you are a girl you can be Celine Dion famous - she seems like a nice famous person, a little on the crazy side (so lets avoid that)... but nice.

Love, your super sweet mom.

Scientific Method of Conception

*Parental Warning: Maybe skip this one...we are your children.

Whoever said that getting pregnant isn’t rocket science is a liar. Getting pregnant IS pretty much rocket science! Ya, I said it. This task is not for the faint hearted. For those of you who got pregnant before your partner even removed their pants, consider yourself baby-makin’ miracles! Because this shiznit takes research, experiments, trial and error and trial and trial and trial and more trial. It takes time, and just when you think you’ve got the formula finally figured out, error.
There are all sorts of methods to learn (again very science-y):You can run tests on yourself to find your “prime time” - this happens to involve a very expensive pee stick:

You can have sex every other day — which is fun at first and then its like that job you hate going to every night. I mean, no one likes sex to feel like a job...unless maybe you happen to be a... Nope, even they don’t like it. Some will stick their legs up in the air for 15 minutes after sex - which is super attractive.
You can do "it" forwards, backwards, sideways, upside down... if you want to get pregnant its incredible what you will try. Trust me, we tried it all and managed to fail miserably.

So we stopped trying. Too much work. If a baby was going to come, a baby was going to come. Back to drinking the vino I love, no more pee sticks, legs flat under the covers, and voila, one crazy week in Mexico later... I’m pregnant. Literally the moment I stopped caring, the bean decides to make its debut. Just like rocket science, when you don’t even care to solve the damn problem anymore, you find the solution (based on my experience with rocket science...). The simplest, easiest method shines, right there before your eyes, you know, the one you just happened to look past because lifting your legs in the air seemed so much more plausible.

Good luck baby makers, good luck.

T.

Two years worth of blogs in two minutes.

For those of you who don’t know. We lost the wedding contest. And while I still feel it is necessary to thank the 2000+ people who voted for us everyday, THANK GOD we lost because we had the best wedding ever. At the Rockhouse. In Jamaica. Sure, it wasn’t a $98,000 wedding, but it was OUR wedding and it was amazing. Every single minute of it.

Here is your 90 second C&T Adventure catch up:

March 2009 - The Top Secret news was... we lost the contest. poop.

April 2009- We decide to get married in Jamaica anyway...OBVI

...plan plan plan...

October 24 2009- We do. 

10 day holiday + 65 guests + super sexy groom + jumping dolphins at the end of ceremony 

= Best.Wedding.Ever

October 25 2009 - Tash is a wife. Panic ensues.

December 2009- First annual 'Reynolds Onesie Party' - best idea ever

blah blah blah.... married stuff, married stuff, married stuff

April 2010 - Chris escapes death grip of a snake in Tanzania

August 2010 - Tash decides to get her Certified Human Resources Professional certification 2 months before the first exam. Dumb. 

October 2010 - 1st exam passed. Tash is one step closer to certification in an area she doesn't even work. Excellent. 

October 24, 2010 - 1 year anniversary, wedding dress still fits! Score. Turns out, breakdown on the closet floor was unnecessary. 

November, 2010 - Maybe have a baby? Nope. 

December 2010 - 2nd Annual Reynolds Onesie Party of the year! Success! 

Baby? Fail.

January 2011 - Besties move to Kelowna. Crappers. 

No Baby. Double crappers.

February 2011 - Who wants a baby anyway? Oh we do. Dammit.

March 2011- Wonderful Family wedding in Mexico

.....aaaaaaand we're pregnant. Insert thumbs up here. 

So there you have it. The quickest 2 year catch up ever. Except that we still have 17 weeks of pregnancy to tell you about....fun for you.

T.

Bun in my Love Oven

The word is out. I am pregnant. Growing a human life inside my love oven. A tadpole that grows arm buds and fingernails. Like a LIVE human from scratch. This tiny little bean went from microscopic to the size of an onion in 17 weeks. It’s practically science fiction! Its incredible! Incredibly terrifying that is - Chris and I are going to be parents and we have no idea what we are doing. Excellent.

Now I realize that it is 2011 and I haven’t been so consistent with the upkeep of our blog (see last post: May 2009), however I have been busy being all wife-y, so get over it. Here I am, ready to blog once again about our adventures - starting with this little human project we’ve got going on. Now I promise this wont be like those other blogs that I’ve started... this one I will stay on top of because I promised someone that I would document this pregnancy and while I like to write in an old fashioned journal, like a 13 year old teenager with deep secrets that need to be kept locked in a book, hidden in the closet, its not the 90’s anymore. People these days air out all their dirty laundry all over the Internet, or as C puts it “everyone and their dog wants a blog”. Obviously! How else do you get oodles of people to listen to what you’ve got to say? And lets be serious here, if you can’t say how you feel when you’re pregnant then when can you really? (i.e. Great time to rekindle adventure blog)

So now is the time - the time to bare all there is to bare - and let me assure you, when you get pregnant there seems to be a LOT to bare. I vow to be honest and forth coming about this experience and I apologize in advance to my loving husband and soon to be child for the embarrassment that I am about to become to them. I suspect that they will continue to love me because who doesn't love a pregnant person? Even when they are revoltingly gassy, swollen, bloated, flaky and roller coaster of emotion. They are carrying life, sweet, innocent, beautiful life that will one day take all of the attention away from your sagging boobs, straggly hair and puffy eyes simply due to their sheer adorableness.

That’s part of my plan anyway...grow adorable baby.

Exhibit A: C and T adorable baby to be:

So here you have it. The start of my journey into motherhood (and our adventure as parents). Wish me well. No wait... lets wish Chris and our unborn child well... they are likely the ones who are going to need it.

T.

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