Babymoon Day 3 (Part 2 – The Wedding)

The wedding was as beautiful as Danielle hoped. Amazingly, the ever-present Canada drizzle cleared up and we had a full day of sun on Saturday. The ceremony was held outdoors in the Hatley Castle Italian Gardens. It really was a fairy tale wedding.

A peacock that was roaming the grounds

Wedding flowers

A front view of Hatley Castle

View from the front door of the castle

The cake

Niece Gianna

Niece Madeleine

The bridesmaids

At the altar

Cutting the cake

Babymoon Day 3

Canada is weird.

Weird, but in a good way. The gold coin is $1 (a loonie), and the silver/gold coin is $2 (a twonie). I am all for killing $1 bills in the US. It is nice to have coins with actual value.

A quarter to use a shopping cart? I don’t get it.

I looked and looked but I couldn’t find the hetero milk. I tried to get a picture of my brother-in-law John holding one of these cartons up but he wouldn’t go for it.

Babymoon Day 2

I got a little snap happy today and took about 150 pictures. I whittled it down to a few of my favorites and posted them below.
I won’t bore you will all details of our day but here are a few keywords: last-minute wedding tasks, rehearsal, greeeeeen, drizzly.

The most “house” looking houseboats I have ever seen

The waterway right outside our hotel is a runway for seaplanes

Our hotel

Tulips at Hatley Castle

More tulips

Right after I took this picture this statue totally came to life and started chasing me around the castle grounds. Scouts honor.

Hatley Castle

The Lertora family: John, Suzanne, and Gianna

A nephew from Greg’s side of the family

The bridesmaids at rehearsal

Dad Senasac and Danielle

Gianna getting a treat

The happy couple

Us

Babymoon Day 1

Beth picked us up this morning at 4:30am sharp for our “Babymoon” vacation. Theoretically this will be the last vacation for a while with just the two of us. We will be spending 4 days in Victoria, Canada and 5 days in Seattle. Much of our Victoria time will be spent with Ginette’s family since her next oldest sister, Danielle, is getting married Saturday. I have my laptop and all my other toys with me so I will post as the mood strikes me.
Right now it is 2:30pm and I am sitting in our room at the Laurel Point Inn with a killer view of downtown Victoria. Here are my first keyword impressions of Canada: gray, wet, green, litre?, kilometer?, white people.
Everything is the same in Canada except for the little differences. Per Quentin, a good way to compare countries is to review their burgers. In the Canadian Red Robin I found they don’t put processed American cheese on their burgers. They top them with, you guessed it, processed Canadian cheese. Except for the name I can’t possibly imagine there is a difference.

Propellers? Really? They still use these?

View from our hotel balcony

Sleepy G

20 Weeks

When Daniel and I announced that we were pregnant at our Young Married’s church group several weeks ago, three other couples all announced that they were expecting too. (we are all due within one week of each other). One of the most fun things for me is seeing how pregnancy is affecting us all completely differently. When we talk I constantly realize what a miracle God is performing in our bodies each day…and how each body is handling it in a completely unique and beautiful way.
So here I am at 20 weeks. Others have told me they are jealous I am not showing very much yet, and I am jealous of the others who look pregnant. But I suppose all in all it is just the way God wants our bodies to be! 🙂

Miss Meatball Says Hi!

It’s a girl!
We found at the sex at our sonogram appointment yesterday. The technician checked twice (at my request). I am very, very excited to have a daughter but wanted to be extra sure it WAS a daughter so I don’t have to clothe my son in dresses for the first 6 months. Honestly I just had to take the technician’s word for it because I really had no idea what I was looking at most of the time. Some of the features, such as the hands and feet, were clearly visible. She zoomed in and out so fast with the sonogram machine that I kept getting confused at what I was seeing. At one moment I thought I was looking at Meatball’s head and then found out it was actually a zoomed in view of her kidney.
This is the first granddaughter on the Sundin side of the family. Everyone is very excited. My grandma is especially excited to meet her first great-granddaughter.
The Senasacs were convinced Meatball was going to be a girl. Ginette is the youngest of 7 kids. The birth order was boy, girl, boy, girl, girl, girl, girl (Ginette). Currently there are 6 grandchildren in the family. The birth order of the grandchildren has followed this same trend exactly going boy, girl, boy, girl, girl, girl… If Meatball turned out to be a boy the chain would have been broken.
All the pressure is off for future grandchildren now that the prophecy has been fulfilled.

Hello


Click the above picture to see the rest of the sonogram images.

Mixed Use

It looks like Meatball’s room is going to be an office/nursery for at least a little while. In a sub-800 sq. ft. 2-bedroom apartment your options are limited. We will probably get rid of the second desk and make one combined computer nerd/craft nerd station. This leaves us with space (we think) for a changing table/drawer unit, crib, and comfy chair. To map this out we used the most high tech tools available to us: a tape measure and Excel. You can see our results below. It certainly isn’t scale blueprints but it’s a start.

Current Configuration (Pre-Meatball)
Current Configuration

Possible Configuration (Post-Meatball)
Possible Configuration

Am I Excited?

Just a heads up for all of you who have never been pregnant…the most common response to “I am pregnant” is “Are you excited?”. I will be honest; at first I thought this was a ridiculous question. Of course I am excited! Ecstatic…overwhelmed… overjoyed…a little scared…but definietly excited. Now I have realized that it is the polite way to say “were you planning?” Which I think is also a strange question. I don’t think people used to ask that in my parents day…quite a personal question I think. Don’t get me wrong…I am in no way offended by either of these questions; they just strike me as a bit strange. I always wonder how these things came to be. So that said…Daniel and I are excited and I think it was God planning it more then me. 🙂
Here is a picture of me…excited…at 14 weeks. Not showing too much yet, although I hear that it is in the near future. Stay tuned for more pictures of me when I get nice a fat!

Baby Names

I was sitting in church on Sunday and our pastor was discussing a verse in 1 Chronicles. After reading the verse in my bible I wandered back to the first chapter of the book. How is awesome is the bible for baby naming? I’m not talking about Matthew, Mark, Luke John, Daniel, or any of the other popular names. I’m talking about the really bizarre names that sound like bosses in World of Warcraft.
Here are my Top 8 favorite baby names taken from 1 Chronicles Chapter 1:

  1. Ham
  2. Magog
  3. Ashkenaz
  4. Arphaxad
  5. Uz
  6. Hazarmaveth
  7. Zibeon
  8. Aiah

Why Baby Meatball?

So, it is possible that when you saw our website, your first thought was “baby meatball?”. It is my pleasure to explain.
It is funny how in the English language there is no pronoun for a non-sexed item besides “it”. And I think most people would agree that when you first find out you are pregnant, you want to talk to the baby and refer to it as something…but “it” just doesn’t seem eloquent enough. Thus began a quite long discussion that Daniel and I had about what to call the baby before we know what the sex is.
Contrary to what you may think, this discussion was very arduous and honestly quite lengthy. First, we had to agree. We also didn’t want it to be a name that was common (i.e. peanut, pea, bean, and bun). We wanted it to be a name that was unique to the first baby Sundin. Third, it had to be easy to say…easy to roll off the tongue. And so the discussions began. Our first strategy was to look at what the fetus looked like in the ultrasound. Alien (Marty the Martin) was discussed at length…but didn’t sit well with me. Then came other suggestions… sunny (for Sundin), baby Sundin (BS for short doesn’t work well), Sammy B (Daniel has had every pet named Sammy…was it time to add a Sammy Baby to the list?) lima bean, egg etc. Nothing quite fit the bill.
Then one night I got to thinking about Daniel and his love for his Swedish heritage. I honestly have never met a Caucasian American who is so vocally proud about part of his heritage. Whether it be the pride of his Volvo, him telling me of his dad’s famous Swedish pancakes, or the fact that our whole apartment happens to be furnished in both cheap (Ikea) and expensive (Scan) Swedish furniture…this has been a quirk of Daniel’s that I definitely love. Thinking of all this I was reminded how my sister Suzanne and her Italian husband John took to calling their baby “baby tortellini”…and I thought….Swedish foods? Meatballs of course! I said it out loud…and it stuck!
So there you have it. I have a little tiny Swedish meatball slowly cooking away in my belly. You can call me a crock pot if you want…I don’t mind. I am just so excited for when the timer goes off and the meatball is done! 🙂