life is life

Is it? Is seems there is a lot of debate popping up in mainstream media lately concerning genetic selection. My thoughts are, that aside form the fact that the laws need to be legislated to form a set of boundaries for people to follow it remains, essentially, none of anyone's business what one couple decides to do verses another. Truly the most shocking aspect of this type of debate has always been, to me, that there is any debate at all. I wish that people could just be comfortable in their own decisions and ethical choices without having to force everyone around them to conform to the same ideology. Maybe that sounds naive, but that is really my one wish for humanity. I think everyone should just mind their own business. As far as people arguing that all life is precious, I disagree. I believe that nature is harsh. I believe in survival of the fittest. Has everyone forgotten that we're animals?

I'm worried about J lately. He's past the point where I feel like I can do anything to help him resolve his stress. To see what he's accomplished in just over one year with his business is amazing, but I'm starting to wonder if the price is right. We have just under four months left with just the two of us - not that having a baby is going to alter everything, but there are going to be some differences between the life we've lived for the past 8 years and life with baby. I just want everything to become a little easier for him; I guess it just takes time.

Had one of those dreams last night where everyone I've ever known was over at my house for a party. I've had this type of dream before and I always love it - it's great to see all those old faces from the past even if it isn't real.

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Today, life is lovely. The sun is out, I have friendly people around me (except for the jerk who almost rear-ended me at the stop sign this morning, speed limit is 50, asspipe). Not going away as planned for the long weekend but instead will be attending Canada Day BBQ party like a good little Canadian.

La dolce vita...does it get much better than this?

ch ch ch ch changes

We're moving. The new place, although not a house as we had originally been striving for, is great. A three-bedroom townhouse in Central Lonsdale. I'm so looking forward to living in a new neighbouhood; not that I don't like Lynn Valley, in fact I love it there. But, it is going to be a welcome change to live somewhere that has even better walkability and options for entertainment right on my doorstep. We completed the purchase privately which was a bit of a harrowing experience but I think worth it in the end since we basically saved the money that we would have paid for the realtors commission. I just feel so lucky. Sometimes I have to wonder to myself, "Who do you think you are? You want everything..." Luckily I have a good partner who also wants everything.

So, down to the last four months of being DINKS and we're too busy to enjoy our supposed cash-overflows and free time. J has been crazy busy all season and doesn't seem to be showing any signs of slowing down. I am so proud of him though, who knew he was capable of running a business? I guess most people who know him are used to seeing him be successful, he's just that kind of guy.

quiet thoughts

While reading one of my favourite blogs today, the writer talked about having a recent miscarriage. I can't believe how much this news has affected me, I was literally stopped in my tracks by the news. Being at 23 weeks has done nothing to alleviate my own fears about the health of my baby. Basically I'm scared that something is wrong all the time. Whether this is due to my unlucky history or just the fate of all mothers I don't know; what I do know is that from the moment I knew I was pregnant I started worrying about this person who is growing inside me. All I want is for this person to be healthy, happy and alive. To anyone who has ever had a miscarriage, an abortion or just difficulty conceiving my thoughts go out to you.

On the flip side, my pregnancy is going quite well. The baby is healthy and I have exactly four months to go before I get to meet the little person and officially don the title of "mum". I'm so excited. I'm so scared. I'm really happy.

the emperor gets a phone call...