Christmas Influenza of 2006

This time last year, Jay and I were sitting on the couch, looking at eachother (annoyed), waiting for Lily. And waiting. And waiting. According to my original Christmas due date, she was over 10 days late. I was also irritated that I didn't win the 'First Baby of the Year' contest, because as everyone who knows me knows, I heart gifts.

So now exactly one year later, I'm sitting here blogging when what I should be doing is sending out invitations to Lily's 1st Birthday party.... which is in a week....
That's what she gets for being late. No party for you!! ha ha. KIDDING! (I'm having a Hawaiian Lu'au, by the way)

So let's me talk about the Christmas season (assume Italian accent). We had lots of great plans - a wedding, office parties, playdates, trips to the Stanley Park train, presents, family get-togethers. Sounds perfect right?

Lily resting after tying the Christmas tree to the roof.

So this is what we get:

i) Storm blows down 3000 trees in Stanley Park - no Christmas Train

ii) Another storm causes power outage on night of big Christmas party - no party

iii) We visit good friends just getting over flu - Me, Jason then Lily subsequently get flu two days before Christmas. Lily's lasts for 2 weeks - no wedding*, no playdates, family get-together's infect 6 family members + 3 girls at a sleepover I held for BFF Lesley on the 28th. We are essentially sequestered at home with the bug-mesiter the ENTIRE 2 weeks. Lesley - who *may* have caught the flu from Lily has to subsequently cancel a baby shower, baptism (of which she was Godmother) and almost a big New Year's party.

iv) Jason, who doesn't usually start Christmas shopping until the week before Christmas, and who is now stuck at home with the Poltergeist baby can't get Christmas shopping done. This makes him grumpy. For two weeks.

v) Relief by all three of us to go back to work/daycare. RELIEF. From our holidays. ha ha ha.

How funny is that Christmas?

But as hard as multiple trips to the doctor, changing at least 6000 crappy diapers with a smell so wretched it melted my nail polish, hiding pedialite popsicle bits in her cheerios and taking on yet another 'Barf Night Shift' were, the smile on her face when she saw her grandparents, cousins, aunts/uncles and favourite boozy aunts over Christmas** made it well worth the smell and laundry.

What also helped was the Composter and Coach bag that I got for Christmas.

Now I can make dirt and head out for a night on the town in style.

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE OUT THERE. Here's hoping it's an awesome-fest of success, love and new adventures!

Lxo

PS. Will post more pictures with this blog shortly. Too lazy to download tonite.


*Lily threw-up for the first time in the car on the way out to the ferry to my cousin's wedding in Victoria. We had to turn around and come home.

** all of whom she infected with The Flu