Archive for January, 2009

Holding On

It’s been a few days since my last post. A lot has been going on. Here’s a quick run-down.

  1. We are in the middle of renovating our bathroom. Walls have been torn down, we have 3 different types of flooring at the moment and the who bathroom is just a disaster area! But we have finally installed our shower room. It is truly the best investment that we have ever made – as far as the bathroom is concerned anyway. Anyway, it took the plumbers a month to come out and actually install it. God only knows what they were doing to take THAT long… most likely trying to figure out how to get the pipe out of their arse. Sorry. I’m a bit narky on that issue… can you tell? Anyhow, they came out and installed it about 2 weeks ago. And the fantastic, reliable and professional plumbers that they are, our very first shower leaked water EVERYWHERE. So we called them back up and out they toddled (the very next day!) and sealed the edges again. And took OUR bottle of sealant with them (how rude!). And after we had the next shower, lo and behold – water leaked EVERYWHERE!Hubby had a look and what do you know, they didn’t seal the top of the shower room. Ummm… HELLO!! The shower has a roof… that needs to be sealed as well! What was happening was because the shower is an enclosed unit, and because the roof wasn’t sealed like it was supposed to have been, condensation from the hot water was rising up and escaping through the gaps  between the walls and the roof and then falling down the the sides, creating puddles of water on the floor. So instead of getting the plumbers back, my hubby got up there and sealed it himself last night. He had a shower before work this morning, and from what I can tell ( I was still in bed when he left for work) there wasn’t any water on the floor… Just goes to show that a man with no plumbing experience what-so-ever can STILL know more than the professionals. I must play devil’s advocate for just a second and say that they had mentioned something about never installing a shower like ours before… or something like that….. *ahem* So anyway, hopefully that’s fixed.
  2. We are trying to toilet-train ICE. she is 3 and 1/2 years old, but she has had a medical condition that has actually prevented us from trying to train her before. So now we’ve started. And she is taking to it like a duck takes to water. So surprizing considering her response to all of our other short-lived attempts to try and get her bladder-trained. Prior as soon as we even mentioned the word “knickers”, “toilet”, “potty” she would scream and cry and carry on like she was told that she could never see her mum again. Seriously. It was bad! Funny thing was she would ask to sit on the toilet, and so we let her every time she asked, hoping that it was a start to us being able to get her out of nappies. If we told her to sit on the toilet, she turned on the waterworks!  But after her last visit to the paedatrician, he advised us that there wasn’t much more we could do until she was bladder-trained at the very least, as the next option was to give her medicine to help bind her up a bit and make her stools a bit more solid, rather than the slush that they are (or were*) So the very next day, we woke her up and took her to the toilet and made her sit on it. She cried and yelled and told me she couldn’t do wee’s, but you know what? About 5 seconds later, she did! You should have seen the look of horror on her face when she realised what she was doing. And then she clamped up tight and wouldn’t actually finish.  But we made THE biggest deal out of it. She got a sticker which she chose to stick on the door of her bedside table, DH gave her some money to put in her “piggy-box” and I danced around and sang and told her how awesome it was that she did wee’s in the toilet. By the end of it, she was actually proud of herself and told everyone she met what she had done that morning! The advice from her doctor was to sit her on the toilet three times a day and not worry if she didn’t do anything, but if she did do something, then to make a big deal out of it. That way, the only way she got anything out of it was by going to the toilet. On her first day, I also managed to notice the signs of her about to do a poo, so i whisked her onto the toilet and she did it in there too! She cried and carried on again, and told me she couldn’t, but she couldn’t hold it in anymore and actually went. And then we made an even bigger deal over it. She got TWO monies and TWO stickers and we danced and sang and told her how awesome she was. You should have seen how big her smile was! So anyway, we sat her on the toilet three times a day for about two weeks, but noticed that the only time she really went was first thing in the morning or when we noticed she was about to do poo’s. Every other time she just went in her nappy. I figured this wasn’t working for us so, three days ago, I pulled out the knickers. And there were no tears this time. In fact she was quite excited. The first day she had one accident and from then on for that day, she went to the toilet. She cried and came running to me when she felt like she couldn’t hold on, so I had to take her to the toilet myself, but she would do wee’s and I’d make a big deal and she got her rewards and she would be so proud of herself. And the next day, she had one accident, and this time, I reminded her to go to the toilet every few hours when I noticed she hadn’t been, and she was fine. She went to ABC yesterday, in knickers, and the report back was that there was no accidents! She had a little one last night where she didn’t quite make it to the toilet, but it was probably two drops of urine, if that. We are putting her nappies overnight, but they are still dry in the morning and she is starting to go to the toilet by herself. I think we are getting there. I guess she is just finally ready to be trained and maybe we were placing to much stress on her previously, hence the drama.
  3. We had BBQ at my mother’s the other day to celebrate Australia Day. That was a lot of fun. We played a card game called Frustration whose name really suits it! It took about 4hrs from start to finish. But it was great.
  4. I had a weight watchers weigh-in on Saturday morning. I’d been really good the last week, and did more exercise etc, but I got on the scales and you know what I lost? 100 grams. 100 fucking grams! I couldn’t believe it. NOT HAPPY JAN!! It’s not even a real weight loss because I was wearing 3/4 pants and normally I wear full length track pants. So by the end of that meeting I wasn’t in the mood to do anything… not even blog! We’ll see how I go this week.

 

So that’s been my week. It doesn’t look like much, but with daily life and then the added obstacles, it just seemed to fill right up!

And now I have to go tend to KHAL aka Captain Crankypants! Teething during scorching hot weather is not fun for anyone!

How was your last week??

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* ICE has a condition known as toddler diarrhoea where her stools are still basically slush at 3.5 y/o and she has trouble putting on weight. She weighs only 12.5kgs (27.5 lbs). She eats normally and enjoys and healthy and varied diet. This condition normally resolves itself by this age and in our case I believe this is happening as her stools have been a lot firmer than whats normal for her.

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My Bucket List… sort of

I got this from Susan’s blog. Thought that I’d give it a try myself. Why don’t you? The things I’ve done are in the pink.

1. Started your own blog
2. Slept under the stars
3. Played in a band
4. Visited Hawaii
5. Watched a meteor shower
6. Given more than you can afford to charity
7. Been to Disneyland/world
8. Climbed a mountain
9. Held a praying mantis
10. Sang a solo
11. Bungee jumped
12. Visited Paris
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea
14. Taught yourself an art from scratch
15. Adopted a child
16. Had food poisoning
17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
18. Grown your own vegetables
19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
20. Slept on an overnight train
21. Had a pillow fight
22. Hitch hiked
23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill
24. Built a snow fort
25. Held a lamb
26. Gone skinny dipping
27. Run a marathon
28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
29. Seen a total eclipse
30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
31. Hit a home run
32. Been on a cruise
33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
35. Seen an Amish community
36. Taught yourself a new language
37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
39. Gone rock climbing
40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
41. Sung karaoke
42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
44. Visited Africa
45. Walked on a beach by moonlight
46. Been transported in an ambulance
47. Had your portrait painted/drawn
48. Gone deep sea fishing
49. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling (no how, no way never)
52. Kissed in the rain
53. Played in the mud
54. Gone to a drive-in theater
55. Been in a movie
56. Visited the Great Wall of China
57. Started a business
58. Taken a martial arts class (in fact I almost have my brown-belt!)
59. Visited Russia
60. Served at a soup kitchen
61. Sold Girl Scout cookies
62. Gone whale watching
63. Got flowers for no reason
64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
65. Gone sky diving
66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp (but I have been to Checkpoint Charlie and I have a piece of the Berlin wall)
67. Bounced a check
68. Flown in a helicopter
69. Saved a favorite childhood toy (it’s a FIRD… a stuffed toy that is a cross between a Fish and a Bird. ICE now has it!)
70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
71. Eaten Caviar
72. Pieced a quilt
73. Stood in Times Square
74. Toured the Everglades
75. Been fired from a job
76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
77. Broken a bone (ankle and thumb)
78. Been on a speeding motorcycle (exhilarating!)
79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
80. Published a book (I WILL DO THIS ONE DAY)
81. Visited the Vatican
82. Bought a brand new car
83. Walked in Jerusalem
84. Had your picture in the newspaper
85. Read the entire Bible
86. Visited the White House
87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating (Kangaroo.)
89. Saved someone’s life
90. Sat on a jury
91. Met someone famous
92. Joined a book club
93. Lost a loved one
94. Had a baby
95. Seen the Alamo in person
96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
97. Been involved in a lawsuit
98. Owned a cell phone
99. Been stung by a bee (not a great experience as I’m allergic)
100. Read an entire book in one day

Wow! Looking over this list has really opened my eyes. It would seem that I haven’t done too much with my life! Granted, I am only 25 and this list was most likely aimed at American’s (judging by all the references to American sights). But still, there are a lot of general things in there that I could have done. There are a few things I’d rather not do (Be involved in a lawsuit for one!). Oh well, all I can say is that there are many years ahead of me to complete this list.

Sink Your Teeth Into This!

Oh boy! Poor little KHAL, my rosie-cheek man!

He is not quite 3 1/2 months old and already he is teething.

I can see two little teeth buds on his bottom gums. They are just under the surface.

They’ve been there for almost 3 weeks.

He is chewing on everything like crazy. In fact, this morning he tried to chew on my shoulder! And he is chewing on his fist as I write this. Oh and there have been a few times that he has clamped down on my nips while I’m feeding him. Man oh man, does that HURT!!!!

He’s drooling so much I gotta change his top a few times during the day and he is getting a bit of rash on his chin 😦

And boy can it make him grumpy!! He is too young (according to the packet) to use Bon.Jella and I hate to dose him up on baby paracetemol.

I wish he would just cut them already. I bet he does too.

ICE was six months old before she cut her first tooth. I was lucky that she only bit down twice on me while feeding before she learnt that it wasn’t allowed. I gently pinched her nose so that she had to unattach. Anyone have any ideas of what else I can do to stop the clamping down BEFORE his teeth actually come through?

Well, we are in for another scorcher! Already it is 37 degrees (98 fahrenheit) and it’s only midday. Eww.

That aside, I have to say that I’m having a pretty good day so far.

ICE went to daycare this morning so it is really QUIET! KHAL didn’t wake up until 10am so I got a great sleep-in. Sleeping in until 10am?? I know, this is not something I like to announce too loudly, because truthfully, I’m not to proud of this fact, I actually feel rather guilty about doing it. The thing is, I’m soooo tired most of the time. KHAL was up a few times during the night, but it was mostly only for a few minutes at a time before he settled back down, but each time I got up to him, it took me another half-hour to fall back to sleep. For me, broken sleep makes me far more tired than I would have been had I only got a few hours sleep in one block.

I got up at 7:30am to get ICE ready for daycare as my hubby takes her there on his way to work at 8:30. I got up easy enough – which was surprizing to me considering the night I’d had – and I got my daughter ready and I seemed to be fine. Like I could just stay up and go about my day. ICE was ready early so she was able to watch the t.v. before she left (TV doesn’t get switched on in our house until she has had breakfast and is dressed as she gets distracted too easy by it) so we sat on the couch watching Thomas the Tank Engine. Next thing I know, it’s 8:30 (our grandfather clock’s bong woke me up) and DH is saying goodbye to me with ICE in his arms. Now I know I probably should have just stayed up after they left, but KHAL was still asleep and my bed looked so inviting and it was cool in my room (KHAL is in a bassinette next to our bed) and there were a million other reasons that I used to justify my going back to bed. And then KHAL woke up at 10am.

I’ve been reading all the blogs in my blogroll. I have to say that Serenity Now‘s last post got me thinking. She talked about realising that she isn’t superwoman and letting go of some of her great expectations where motherhood were concerned. It was a great post – I love following her blog. She always manages to make me think about my own life.

In this case, I do feel guilty about going back to bed instead of staying up and doing the housework. There are a number of loads of washing to be put into the machine and a few baskets to be folded. There are a million things I could be doing to utelise my time better rather than sleeping, but man, that sleep thing… its just soooo, WONDERFUL!

As a teen I slept a lot. Not just because I was tired, but also to escape my life. Days passed much quicker (obviously) when I slept it away and at the time I was just trying to get through the days alive. Sometimes I didn’t even want to wake up, and there were many days when I wished and hoped and prayed that I wouldn’t. But I did, and I’m glad that I did, NOW. It took a long time for that to happen.

I mention this because I’ve been finding myself feeling tired more and more and wishing I was asleep… And it makes me wonder, am I subconsciously trying to escape my life again for some reason that I haven’t realised yet?

There are other reasons for my tiredness to consider:

1. I have a three year old and a three month old. Pretty good reasons to be tired I guess.

2. Low iron. I had low iron during my pregnancy but it had come good at the end. I haven’t had them checked since, but it could be a possible factor.

3. Interrupted sleep

4. ………… at a loss, I’ve come up blank for any other reasons.

I guess I should check out my iron levels and start from there.

Do you have any suggestions to help combat my fatigue?

 On a different note, KHAL has the most cutest little giggle ever! He has just started to laugh. I wish he’d do more often as I can only get him to do it about once a day. I want to hear MORE!! The sound of his laugh just lightens my heart and makes me want to laugh myself. I love that feeling!

Picture Perfect!

ICEKHAL 

I know it’s a bit a late, but I just had to share with you my two precious children, KHAL and ICE! It was ICE’s first real christmas where she had a small amount of understanding what Santa was all about. Of course KHAL had no idea, but he had a great day anyway – lots of babbling.

I can’t wait until Christmas this year.

I know, we just got over last Christmas and already I can’t wait for the next one?  Insane, absolutely, but hear me out…

It will be our first Christmas at home as a family by ourselves. Up until now, we’ve always spent Christmas morning at the inlaws. This year I’m looking forward to ICE running in and jumping on us in excitement, letting us know that Santa had been and could she open her presents, puh-leaasssee??!!! It’s what we did to my parents when we were still young and I know that it was as much fun for them as it was for me and my four brothers.

A pretty good reason to look forward to Christmas already – especially when you see the smiles on those kids’ faces!

Cooling off

I just gave KHAL his first shower this afternoon in the hopes of feeling a little fresher and cooling off a bit in this heat. I think he may have enjoyed it! There were no tears, no wimpering and a few smiles!
I’m glad because ICE hates showers. It used to be a whole stage production when I would even try to wash her hair! Thankfully she is getting better, but she still refuses to go in the shower. Baby steps I guess.

Melted Marshmallow

Yep! That’s right, I’m a melted marshmallow.

Where I live its currently 37.4 degrees. For those of you who use fahrenheit, it equates to 99.32!

I hate the heat with a passion. I would much rather brave the cold. Why? Well, one reason is that in hot weather, its  onlysocially acceptable for women to take off so much clothing… in the cold, we can swaddle ourselves in sweaters and blankets to our hearts content without offending anyone… The other reason is I hate feeling sticky and uncomfortable and sweaty. It makes me feel dirty and like I need a shower.

This summer we have had only a handful of hot days – or what I would consider hot anyway, 30 degrees or hotter (86 fahrenheit). I think that is truly wonderful! Especially with a new baby. KHAL is surprizingly coping pretty well! Much better than me I think! In fact, he is in his rocker behind me just babbling happily to himself! If I had someone to talk to, I’m sure I’d be complaining about how hot it is!

Tomorrow’s forecast is for a 25 degree (77 fahrenheit) day. Which, while I think it’s the perfect temperature, it’s not so great for my daughter as the sudden change in weather usually causes a cold to occur, which in turn causes her asthma to flare up. So I’ll be on high alert for the next few days. A three year old having an asthma attack is not a great situation to be in. Luckily, ICE is pretty good at taking her vent.olin.

Well I guess that is my gripe of the day. Sad I know… but it’s too hot to think of anything else to say!

So tell me, what is your ideal weather. And what do you do to cope with the opposite?

 

Fancy Seeing You Here In A Place Like This…

Hello World!

So this is my new place to vent…

I used to vent in the form of poetry at various poetry forums but for some reason, it became less and less satisfying.

Alas, what is a girl to do? Why, blog of course!!

Maybe here I can get down what I really feel, work through it with the help of all of you and possibly (hopefully) create some great friendships along the way.

So, ok.

I don’t really know where to start… A bit about me I would suppose…

So, I’m married. Mother of two beautiful children. A  3 year old daughter, ICE and a 3 month old son, KHAL. Obviously these are not their actual names, however they are abbreviations (of sorts) of their actual names. Yes I have the perfect pigeon pair. I know, I’m lucky. But so are many other mums.

I live in the state of Victoria, Australia. My home is in a small town of about 3000 people. It’s quiet here. We live in the nice part the township. But it’s weird here too. We’ve been here for about 4 years, owned a local business for most of that time, but we are not considered “locals” and we won’t be until we have lived in the same house for the last 30 years. In a town this small, most of everybody knows or knows of most of everybody else. Gossip is rife! For example there was a rumour not so long ago that my DH and myself were going to purchase the local ABC daycare centre as the company went into receivorship. The business we last owned was a small supermarket/petrol station – totally different profession! It’s funny because DH and I had never even spoken to one another about the fact the centre was going to be up for sale, let alone even consider the idea of buying it ourselves! I have no idea how these types of rumours start, and I guess all you can do is laugh at the gossips and anyone who believes them and then passes it on!

I am currently a stay at home mother, and proud of it I must say! I love being home with my kids, watching them grow and develop everyday. Yes, my daughter goes to childcare twice a week. Many of you might think that I should keep her home because I don’t go out into the workforce and earn a wage, but let me tell you – if you saw how much she LOVED going there, how much she has blossomed – socially and intellectually – then I dare you to tell me again how she should be at home.

Initially when we first put her into daycare, she was one year old and I had no choice as I had to go to work 5 days a week in our new business. I hated it for the entire time she was there all week. I hated the drop-offs – she was going through the seperation anxiety stage – because she would cry and cry and look at me with eyes full of tears calling out to me the entire time it took to sign her in. It broke tiny chunks off my heart everytime I had to go through that. In the end, I made my DH drop her off because I just couldn’t cope with it any longer. This went on for about 3 months. After that I was able to cut my work days down and at the same time I cut her days down as well. This proved to be a great move as she just flourished after this! She started displaying intellectually advanced behaviours. By the time she was two she could read all the letters of the alphabet, all numbers from 1 – 10, she knew just about every colour and shades of colours too – like khaki was a green, etc – and her social skills were advanced also. Now you might think that I am just being biased, but this was backed up by her carers, who deal with little kids on a daily basis, so you would think that they would be somewhat knowledgeable in this department. ICE absolutely LOVES book – in fact she has hundreds of them as we have tried to encourage this activity and I think this plus daycare has contributed to her intelligence. We would much prefer her to read than to sit on the couch watching the television. And while she does watch some television, it is never for long periods of time as she would much rather going a do her puzzles, draw, play kitchen or, yep you guessed it, read her books. I’ll never complain about this! And she has so many friends, she loves everyone! So, for as long as she is happy there, she will continue to attend.   =:)

And now that I we have sold our business and my husband works elsewhere, I am able to stay home full time and look after my son and daughter. And yes, once KHAL is about a year old, I fully intend to put him into daycare a couple days a week. That is assuming that the ABC centre is still operating at that time! 

So that is a little about me.  Inevitably more will be revealed as time goes on. I hope you will stick with me as my journey unfolds and I hope you will be patient while I get the hang on this blogging thing!