This weekend was a long weekend for us because November 11th, fell on a Monday.
Les we forget. The flowers on the pin are Forget Me Nots which were an emblem to honour Newfoundland’s original Remembrance Day on July 1. Sometime, people will use this flower in November.
Today in Canada, it’s known as Remembrance Day and is a day we take to honour those that have fought for us and continue to do so.
It’s hard to believe that Missy Moo turned eight months old last week. Where have the months gone?! My maternity leave is 3/4 over. How did that happen? In just four months my daughter will be one-year old!
I think we’re starting to get into the separation anxiety stage that babies often enter into around the 10 month+ mark. Little miss has been hitting some milestones early and she’s very socially active, so I’m going to assume that some of her recent behaviour is just a normal phase that we’ll help her through.
So here’s a funny fact – I almost forgot to update my blog today.
Ah yes, while pregnant, I had many, many mothers tell me about baby brain. I did honestly experience moments of baby brain during my pregnancy. Maybe it was due to my random sleeping patterns during pregnancy, or maybe my crazy dreaming… who knows. All I know is that I had lots of brainfarts that would happen without any warning.
Last week Matt and I attended the Tourette Syndrome Foundation of Canada’s national conference on TS+. We had a great time and gained lots of knowledge, bought some helpful books, and made some knew friends.
While we were there, Missy Moo stayed with her grandparents who are in Barrie. Nana M and Grandpa were thrilled to have her for a three-day sleepover. Three whole days with her on their own without Mommy and Daddy around. They were pretty excited about it and it gave us a chance to really dive into the conference and even get a couple nights of uninterrupted sleep!
Based on the title of this post, you’re probably expecting me to finally talk about poop. I mean really, as a new mom, it was only a matter of time right? You’d be surprised how often the topic of your child’s number two comes up in a daily conversation with your significant other or your own mother.
Those of you who are completely grossed out raise your hand!
Well good news! That’s not the focus of this post at all!
