Feeling hot hot hot

It is 43 degrees here ins Melbourne today, too bloody hot for me and my liking. Yesterday it got to 43.2 and my sleep last night was very disrupted. We don't have aircon in the flat we live in and although I have lived here for 12 years and should be used to it I am not. There is no relief in sight for a few days either. I have skipped work because I feel too sick and too hot and too tired to go. I know my office is airconditioned but its really getting there and getting home in the searing heat and with connex as our train network that has turned me right off going. So I am lazing around at home in front of the fan, sparying myself with water and dabbing my brow with a wet facewasher. I took Dylan to daycare because they have airconditioning and at least he will do some activities as opposed to if he was here with me I would be lying on the couch thinking please amuse yourself. Poor little man. His room last night was the hottest in the house, I just had him in a nappy and the fan on him, but it was still hot, although he slept really well, lucky thing.

Jimmie and I are going to remove the sides off Dylan's cot today and make it into a junior bed, hooray for Dylan. He is growing up into a big boy and needs a big boy bed. We will buy him a single bed and bedroom furniture when we move into our house. So tonight may be interesting with sleeping for him, I am sure once he is asleep it will be fine but getting him to go to sleep will be the challenge. Oh and he has learnt how to pull his own covers onto himself righ during the heat wave, LOL. At least I know that by winter he will be fine to be out of his sleeping bag and alright with his doond and sheets and will be able to pull them up himself if he kicks them off. He has been loving hopping into mum and dads bed and pulling up the covers. I really feel he is ready for this big step. Will let you know how it goes.

Off to melt some more.

Sick

Bleuurgghhhh I feel sick. I jave felt nauseous on and off (though more on) since Thursday and I wonder how long it will last. Here I was wishing for symptoms and now I have them I want them gone. I have not vomited but just feel blah. With Dylan I felt sick from weeks 7 to 10 and then it stopped. I am nearly week 6 and so it has started earlier hope it finished earlier or it continues and if we believe the old wives tales it means I am having a girl.

I had a beautiful boys name picked out but have found out it is my bosses middle name and so have decided we cannot use it because he will think we named baby after him and we don't want that.

May have to resort to some ginger something to help with this all day sickness. I have been eating whenever I feel it but if I continue that I will end up the size of a house which I am trying to avoid. Hmmmm will see what I can do.

Oooohhhhh two lines!

Now that I have told my dear darling friend Lyric I can tell you dear blog. I am pregnant pregnant pregnant with baby number two yay hip hip hooray. And up there is the test to prove it.

After 3 months of trying, then my chemical pregnancy in September which I consider a miscarriage (though some wouldn't), and then three more months of unsuccessful trying, I had actually been given a referral to a Gynaecologist who is also a Fertility Specialist and I was going to discuss my period issues with him and my lack of falling pregnant issues, considering I am heading towarsd 35 this year, eeekkk, but yay now I can cancel my appointment and just be pregnant instead.

I am due on September 21/22 depending on who you ask (fertility friend or the lovely midwife at the birthing centre) which is exciting because I had a mid winter baby last time as Dylan was born on 17th July, and this time I get a lovely spring newborn and a young baby in summer, oh so many bonds singies and short sleeved bodysuits. I know September isn't always warm but sometimes it is and if I go 10 or more dyas late like I did with Dylan then it will be an October baby even closer to Summer, he he he. As I was a winter baby I understand the winter party thing, no BBQs, no outdoors things, rain, cold, blah blah blah. Sadly Dylan will have this all his life but bubby number 2 hopefully will not. My most vivd negative winter birthday party memory was my fifth birthday party, I had a huge party and it was pouring with rain and people were coming in with wet presents, so wet I could see the presents before I opened them as the rain had soaked through the paper, so there was no surprises, sniff. It haunts me to this day. Oh and then my big 13 year old boy cousin stepped on and broke my best present that year which was a skipping rope with bells in the handles, the bells fell out before I even got to use it.

I made a booking at a birth centre this morning so my care would be my GP up until 12 weeks and then just midwives from then on. This is not my final decision about where I want to birth my baby but I wanted to make sure if I do choose this option that I could get a booking. My other option is to have a private Ob and go to a private hospital. The pros and cons are as follows:

PROS CONS

Birth Centre:

Free (ish) Only 2 nights in hosp

No intervention unless absolutely Not guaranteed I won't be bumped to a

necessary Public ward

I loved the midwives during Dylan's birth

Private Ob:

5 nights in hospital Higher rate of intervention

Private room Very expensive

Private Ob

So there you see my decision making is hard as they both have pros and they both have cons. Have to discuss with hubby fully.

Anyway I am excited about this baby very excited, although it is still really sinking in. A brother or sister for Dylan, he will be 3 and 2 months when bubs is born. A good age gap I think. Will be updating this diary more often as I want to record this pregnancy like I recorded Dylan's.