Couch Potato Me.

So today I'm tired. What does that mean? It means my hubby went out tonight and I put my monkey to bed and sat my butt on the couch! Now I've had a good rest and I need to go pack my lunch and breakfast for tomorrow. I have 2 two hour long meetings and I'm working later than usual tomorrow so it's going to suck! To make all you people out in blog world smile, here is our Christmas photo for this year!

Look, look, look! I ran!

I shouldn't be so excited about a little 5km treadmill run but boy I am!! I haven't run in almost a month. While on vacation I did a LOT of walking, some days over 2 hours, but no running. I found it hard to do the 15km race while pregnant because of how tired I am but with Lillian I started to feel better between 12 and 14 weeks so I figured I'd wait until I hit the 12 week mark (which I did this week) and then get back into the habit, and I started it today with a 5km run on my treadmill. I took it easy on my run, which my doctor asked me to do, so I only went 4.5 miles/hr instead of my 5.5 but I still felt good and am happy. I am also glad that I ran on my treadmill since I had to pee in my little run which means if I was outside it would have sucked!

12 weeks along. Much larger already than with Lillian but that's okay.

I'm back.

So I'm back in Canada and happy to be here, even if this week was NUTS! So because the week is so nuts here are some trip photos. Stories will have to wait until the weekend when I have 10 minutes time.

One fun bit of news, is that that I heard my baby's heartbeat today and it was in the 160's. Nice and strong just like Lillian's was! Another 7 weeks and we'll get our first ultrasound and find out if it's a boy or girl!

Lillian with her mommy, great grandpa and great aunt.

At the fountain in front of my grandparents' house.

Looking cute on the old cobble stone streets.

Working on this walking thing outside of opa's childhood school.

Leaving on a jet plane.

**Warning today's post has some sad stuff in it and isn't for the faint of heart.**

Lillian trying to climb my leg.

So tomorrow my happy little family and I are heading off on a little trip to Germany. My Opa has been really sick this past year. He had surgery to remove a tumor last September and they missed one of them, and now it has spread. I'm realistic in the fact that he is 78 now and has lived a long and good life and even lived to hold his great-granddaughter. I hope we are all that lucky, yet it doesn't make this visit any easier. He won't make it through the Winter so it is the last time I will see him so that is a bit hard on me. I like to think of this as my final gift I can give to him. He's my father's father and I've always been closer with my dad's parents so it is important to me to be able to see him one last time. Though it will not be easy emotionally, mentally or physically. I'm exausted right now from the pregnancy and not sure how Lillian will do not being able to move around a lot for 8 hours on a plane. I'm hoping that she'll sleep for a portion for the flight since we'll be flying during bed time but I don't know. I also worry about her car seat not arriving there and us having to go buy one.

I also don't like flying so that isn't helping with my mood about the whole trip but I'm sure it'll all work out. So I won't be posting until I get back, and hopefully will have some nice hiking stories (it's really hilly there so I can't run but some relaxed or slow hiking should be okay for me).

Figuring things out!

Lillian in the baking cupboard.

Daddy must not have been paying attention.

So now I'm spending the next week getting ready for our trip to see my Opa and trying to get through a CRAZY week at work. I know I'll make it but this week SUCKS so much and with my late hours I can pretty much kiss running goodbye until this weekend. I may be able to run on Thursday but otherwise I doubt it. My work right now is physical and mental so that really takes a lot out of me. I try to avoid wishing my life away but I make an exception for this week, especially since I haven't slept through the night since September.  I can handle a few bad nights but this is ridiculous! For those of you who didn't understand my "5th person" in the photo of why I sucked at my race, I found out at the start of October, that I'm pregnant again. I actually found out on my fourth day back at work and I'd always joked that I'd get pregnant right after going back to work, but we were still pleasantly surprised how quickly it happened. So because of my thyroid I have been ordered by my doctor to take it easy which is why I couldn't push myself in the race. But now I just want this baby to let me sleep! I feel so nauseous this time around and can't rest like I did with Lillian because I am busy chasing Lillian so I can't rest. But I know it's worth it! As long as this little monkey is as healthy and happy as my little girl I'll be good.

In a week or two I'll start posting some bump photos. Right now I'm at the "fat cow" stage where nothing normal really fits and nothing maternity does either. I want to hit 12 weeks so I can tell work and stop feeling like everyone thinks I'm fat! :)