Nana's House

My beautiful babies are growing up, they will be 3 years old next month. Yes, 3. I still can't believe it either. I remember being pregnant with them and thinking to myself ( I swear to god) that I would never have them.  Then eventually when I did give birth they would come out and one would be doing calculus while the other would be playing the piano.  So when I actually went into labour I was shocked.  I didn't have anything ready, thankfully my dear husband was super calm (read: he actually panicked), so while I gathered my stuff (read: too much crap for the babies that so weren't necessary -toe nail polish for Chloe and a truck for Thomas, in addition to about a gazillion outfits) I had to keep husband calm, wake my sleeping big boy up and drive myself to the hospital.

 

Yes that's right, I had to drive (it wasSaturday night at midnight, husband had some beers.  Like I said earlier, I never ever thought I would have these babies so when he suggested he maybe shouldn't have some beers, I replied with a "are you crazy?  I'm never having these kids, ever. I will be a grumpy, raging hormonal mess for years."  Huh, looks like I was the fool). 

 

I was petrified of a few things:

 

1- Ruining the seat of my SUV with my nasty water than was leaking out of me like a slow, not quite turned off faucet.

 

2 - No way in hell was I giving birth on the side of the 417 highway, no way, no how, not ever.

 

3 - Getting pulled over for speeding because I was going super fast down the highway (Don't get your panties in a bunch, I was only going 120 km's) and then the police officer I went to high school with, used to party with and do vodka shots with would have to look at my hoo-ha and tell me to push. OMG, ya that's not happening. 

 

I so got side-tracked, anyways, I did make it the hospital, with plenty of time before labour progressed and husband got to have a nice nap with heated blankets that nurses kept changing every 30 mins while I panicked in my bed, having to pee a trillion times and realizing that I am almost a mother to 3 and wondering if any of them will be good at calculus and who will play the piano for our Christmas concerts….and how soon after I give birth can I pull out a bottle of wine I have in my bag???

 

Now the "babies" (who really aren't babies anymore, but I can't help calling them that! So it will stay for now) are getting to me amazing little people.  One of their favourite things to do is go to Nana's house ( my mother…) The questions are constant about when can we go to Nana's house. Here is a recent conversation I had with them:

 

 

Yesterday Morning

 

Chloe: We go nana's house?

 

Me: No, not today, we have to go to Ann's house. We will see Nana on the weekend.

 

Thomas: we go Nana's house?  Me want nana

 

Me: No, not today, we have to go to Ann's house. We will see Nana on the weekend.

 

 

 

Yesterday After Daycare

 

Thomas: Yay Nana's house!

 

Me: No Thomas, not today, on the weekend we will go see Nana, 4 more days.

 

Chloe: Me want Nana an Papa

 

Me: I know, we will see them soon.

 

Jonathan: Jordan (my brother) and I beat Taboo (video game) and he did this ( I kind of tuned out when he was explaining to me how they did it…)

 

 

 

This morning:

 

Thomas: Me want Nana.  Me want to go to Nana's house.....crying

 

Me: I know sweetheart, we will see Nana soon.

 

Thomas: more crying

 

Chloe: Mommeee, me go see Nana?!!!!

 

Me: No, Chlo, on the weekend, we have to go to Ann's house today.

 

Thomas: more crying, me want nana! more crying....he then flops back down on his bed and refuses to get out.

 

Me: Come on Thomas, we will see Nana soon! 

 

Thomas: NO

 

Chloe: We go see nana on eekend?

 

Me: We sure can

 

 

 

This morning when we get into the car:

 

Thomas: Yay me go Nana's house!!!

 

Me: (shaking my head) Aww Thomas's I know you want to see Nana, we will see her on the weekend.

 

Chloe: Ok.

 

Thomas: No!

 

Me: Thomas we can go see Nana in 4 more sleeps.

 

Thomas: more crying..

 

I did take them to Nana's house on Saturday and they loved every moment of it!  As soon as we left and got home the questions/comments continued, "we go nana's house?", "me want nana", "I miss nana", "we see nana on eekend"?

 

Oy vey!  I think they like their Nana's house…. ;)