So, in three weeks we will be living in Port Moody. Pomo, as the kids call it. We went and checked out the new place again on Saturday. It's a little rough around the edges, but it's gonna be pretty fabulous once we get our hands on it. I'm looking forward to getting in there and setting up our new home, but I'm more than a little freaked out by this move. The only thing I know about the Port Moody/Coquitlam/Port Coquitlam area is that they have a mall with an H&M in it, and a whole lot of track-suit wearing, pram-pushing, Costco-shopping suburbanites.
The other thing I know about Port Moody, is that it is ten minutes away from my mother-in-law's (M.I.L) home. Which is good, I mean, that's why we're moving there in the first place--for child-care proximity--but it's also going to take some adjusting to. The M.I.L came by to check out the new pad with us on Saturday, and we're already being pressured into frequent pop-ins and being offered unsolicited and detailed interior decorating suggestions. Suggestions that are soooo not us. But that's cool. She's recently retired, and I imagine she must be getting a little bored, so it'll be nice for her to have family closer. Totally understandable. But also a little scary. We like our alone time. And we know that's gonna go out the window when Jr arrives, we're just not prepared to lose it any sooner than that. Guess it's part of growing up. Man, we're doing so much growing up in one fell swoop. I just want to stop growing up and take a weekend to be young and selfish. And, preferably, drunk.
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Congrats on getting the PoMo co-op. I Googled Port Moody, since my knowledge of B.C. is pretty much limited to Vancouver. It looks like a nice place to live. No beaches, but it has a clean water inlet and a boat launch. Perhaps you can teach Jr. to be a suburban pirate? "Arr, tell me where ye be keepin' the ball pit at this mall, or I'll swab the deck with ye!"
Ooh, I like that idea. We had been talking about teaching the kid to speak with a really fake Cockney accent, but a pirate could be even more entertaining. If you can't use your parental power to conduct experiments on your young, impressionable children, what's the point of having parental power?
Well, where do I begin...
First off I don't think I've said CONGRATS to you two for conceiving! I'm very happy for you both.
And this moving thing...well, we will definitely miss not having you closer to us and hopefully we will still be in touch as much as we are now. Chris is having a harder time accepting the changes that our peers are going through than me: "what the hell is going on?" is his perspective. Whereas I was open to the idea of having a little one about a year and a half ago but then recently decided to put it off for another few years - partly because Chris can't even handle the idea right now, but also because of the new academic route I've decided to take for a bit. So I will be curious to see how it all turns out for you. You must be a bit scared and nervous, but excited to! Just take it one day at a time...
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Hey Heidi,
Yeah, I'm about 60% terrified and 40% excited. And 100% nauseous, which really sucks. I wish I could have a few days off of pregnancy to feel normal again, I'm just holding on to the theory that it will get better in a few weeks. We're freaked out by the move, now all you big city folks will look down on us. And who will want to come out to the boonies for our Christmas party? All this change is too much to handle, especially since I haven't had a drink in three months. But like you said, one day at a time.
Congrats on your PhD plans, at least we can tell our kid that we know smart people.
A word of advice on mother-in-laws. Since my mother hit seniorhood this year and no longer has to pay to cross on BC Ferries (and how much frackin' sense does THAT make in the home of the newly-wed and nearly-dead?), my sister has been inundated with popovers.
Said popovers coincided with Kay's pregnancy, which was difficult enough already. And since the arrival of the brat, she has had to resort to fleeing to Whistler before the first Friday sailing to avoid Mum.
To encourage good calling-ahead habits in your future babysitter, spell it out: "Mum, we love you and we want to see you. But we're busy people so we really need you to call ahead."
Second: When she buys items "for the baby"--and she will, regardless of what you've told her, the appropriate response (and one which will instantly kill off any chances of receiving, as a friend did, a giant stuffed rabbit slightly higher than the nursery ceiling, which caused the child nightmares until it was hauled outside [no room for it elsewhere] to die in the backyard and spread foam peanuts all about) is:
"Oh how wonderful, mum! It'll be so nice for little nameless to play with when it goes to visit its grandma at her house!"
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