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.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
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.
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.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
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.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Tagged
Ooohhh yay I was tagged by Lyric silverpear.blogspot.com/
1. Where is your mobile phone? Right next to me what a dork!
2. Where is your significant other? At a rehearsal ah the joys of being a rock n roll widow!
3. Your hair color? Strawberry blonde with two blonde streaks that need redoing. I want more blonde in it.
4. Your mother? Stresses me out at times but is a great friend at others.
5. Your father? Is eccentric, a fabulous cook, has many wild ideas, knows a lot about a lot and loves his children and grandson dearly.
6. Your favorite things? I love my new Ipod nano that I purchased today. My green magna. Books, magazines. My DVDs.
7. Your dream last night? I dreamt about work yuck. I did a First Aid course last week and dreamt I had to help someone who was rather portly, aaarrrggghhh!
8. Your dream/goal? To have another baby or two, I hope for at least one girl but if I get all boys then that is ok. I want a house too, with a laundry and a nice kitchen and a yard for my boy to explore and a room for Jimmie to keep his guitars and CDs and things and a bathroom with a seperate bath and shower not a shower over bath. Plus airconditioning. I would also love to eventually leave my current job and work in a field I am more interested in such as teaching or something to do with babies/pregnancy.
9. The room you're in? Our lounge room with the unpainted water stained ceiling and the horrid shag carpet and our velvety black couches with fluff/cat hair and baby snot/spew all over them nice. The tele is on in the background. I am sitting at my beautiful dark wood freedom desk which I love.
10. Your hobby? Reading, watching movies, playing with my boy.
11. Your fear? Losing someone, losing things.
12. Where do you want to be in six years? With at least one (or two) more child in our own home that is paid off or almost paid off. With another qualification. Not working where I currently work. In a happy relationship (hopefully still in the one I am in now)
13. Where were you last night? Here at home eating a yummy dinner with my family then hanging out with hubby.
14. What you’re not? Pregnant (sniff).
15. One of your wish list items? A bike for me with a wee rider on it for Dylan so we can go out cycling together.
16. Where you grew up? Sorrento and Ferntree Gully.
17. The last thing you did? Went in to my son's room to lay him back down to sleep for the fourth time after hearing him saying "mummmeeeeeee, mummmeeeee" through the monitor. Oh and paid some bills.
18. What are you wearing? A cute blue polkadot baby doll nightie and pink slippers.
20. Your pet? A timid little black girly cat called Natasha May or "Shasha" as Dylan calls her.
21. Your computer? Four years old, would love a laptop I could be doing this in bed!
22. Your mood? Optimistic that I am going to get pregnant in the next month or so, I hope.
23. Missing someone? My husband while he is at his rehearsal.
24. Your car? Beautiful green magna 6 years old. Dylan calls it "mummys car".
25. Something you’re not wearing? Underwear, I am sure you all wanted to know that.
26. Favorite store? Baby bunting I know I am sad.
27. Your summer? Hot, nice, BBQs, drinks, icy poles, my husband loves it.
28. Love someone? My son, my husband, my friends, my family.
29. Your favorite color? Black and purple.
30. When is the last time you laughed? This afternoon watching Dylan get up to some antics.
31. Last time you cried? Yesterday when hubby was nasty to me about bloody Sorrento.
I love doing this type of thing sad I know.
1. Where is your mobile phone? Right next to me what a dork!
2. Where is your significant other? At a rehearsal ah the joys of being a rock n roll widow!
3. Your hair color? Strawberry blonde with two blonde streaks that need redoing. I want more blonde in it.
4. Your mother? Stresses me out at times but is a great friend at others.
5. Your father? Is eccentric, a fabulous cook, has many wild ideas, knows a lot about a lot and loves his children and grandson dearly.
6. Your favorite things? I love my new Ipod nano that I purchased today. My green magna. Books, magazines. My DVDs.
7. Your dream last night? I dreamt about work yuck. I did a First Aid course last week and dreamt I had to help someone who was rather portly, aaarrrggghhh!
8. Your dream/goal? To have another baby or two, I hope for at least one girl but if I get all boys then that is ok. I want a house too, with a laundry and a nice kitchen and a yard for my boy to explore and a room for Jimmie to keep his guitars and CDs and things and a bathroom with a seperate bath and shower not a shower over bath. Plus airconditioning. I would also love to eventually leave my current job and work in a field I am more interested in such as teaching or something to do with babies/pregnancy.
9. The room you're in? Our lounge room with the unpainted water stained ceiling and the horrid shag carpet and our velvety black couches with fluff/cat hair and baby snot/spew all over them nice. The tele is on in the background. I am sitting at my beautiful dark wood freedom desk which I love.
10. Your hobby? Reading, watching movies, playing with my boy.
11. Your fear? Losing someone, losing things.
12. Where do you want to be in six years? With at least one (or two) more child in our own home that is paid off or almost paid off. With another qualification. Not working where I currently work. In a happy relationship (hopefully still in the one I am in now)
13. Where were you last night? Here at home eating a yummy dinner with my family then hanging out with hubby.
14. What you’re not? Pregnant (sniff).
15. One of your wish list items? A bike for me with a wee rider on it for Dylan so we can go out cycling together.
16. Where you grew up? Sorrento and Ferntree Gully.
17. The last thing you did? Went in to my son's room to lay him back down to sleep for the fourth time after hearing him saying "mummmeeeeeee, mummmeeeee" through the monitor. Oh and paid some bills.
18. What are you wearing? A cute blue polkadot baby doll nightie and pink slippers.
20. Your pet? A timid little black girly cat called Natasha May or "Shasha" as Dylan calls her.
21. Your computer? Four years old, would love a laptop I could be doing this in bed!
22. Your mood? Optimistic that I am going to get pregnant in the next month or so, I hope.
23. Missing someone? My husband while he is at his rehearsal.
24. Your car? Beautiful green magna 6 years old. Dylan calls it "mummys car".
25. Something you’re not wearing? Underwear, I am sure you all wanted to know that.
26. Favorite store? Baby bunting I know I am sad.
27. Your summer? Hot, nice, BBQs, drinks, icy poles, my husband loves it.
28. Love someone? My son, my husband, my friends, my family.
29. Your favorite color? Black and purple.
30. When is the last time you laughed? This afternoon watching Dylan get up to some antics.
31. Last time you cried? Yesterday when hubby was nasty to me about bloody Sorrento.
I love doing this type of thing sad I know.
Monday, October 20, 2008
WHEN WILL I BE PREGNANT AGAIN?
We are on the Trying to Conceive path again, we actually started 4 months ago. Last cycle I had the usual pre menstrual spotting for a few days and then it stopped and so on CD 27 and 13DPO I tested and got a BFP but it was very, very faint but DH could see it too and so I thought I would test again the next morning as I had taken the test at night. The next morning I got up a little excited and took another test but BFN. So I thought I will wait until tomorrow and test again. But I didn't need to as AF arrived in all her glory, waaaaaa. And Af who is usually 5 days or so continued on and on and on some days were just spotting then when I had had it for 13 days it got super heavy again like day 1 and I had had enough so I took myself off to my lovely GP John who told me he suspected an early miscarriage/chemical pregnancy. And I felt a little sad at that point. He was very sympathetic and sent me off for an ultrasound to ensure there were no retained products which there weren't thanks goodness. Then bleeding continued on for another 4 days so 17 days all up and now I am waiting waiting for something to happen AF or O, I think I am on CD 31 sigh. When will I be pregnant again? I so want another baby and I know it will happen but when. Sigh.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Teeth boobs and words
I have yet again been very slack with this diary. I read in awe of Averil's diary and the fact that she always has entries every week. Ugh I am a hopelessly slack blogger.
Dylan now has 15 teeth not that he will let me touch look at or clean them. After months of battling with him to let me clean his teeth I had started to wrap him up after his bath in his towel and brushing them around the screams and the wriggling, it was all too hard. I did try giving it to him in the bath, having me and hubby do it at the same time, etc, I have now resorted to using a dab of children's toothpaste on the brush and he does a little scrub scrub but mostly just eats the yummy minty fresh paste, sigh! I wnat to protect his darling little teeth. Dylan is still to get one more eye tooth and his 2 year old molars and then it will be over, the snotty nose, the bad nights, the moodiness, yay, bring on the end of teething.
I finally weaned Dylan off his morning "mumma boobie" time last weekend and it has been hard on both of us. I used a combination of distraction and bribery to do it. I was hoping he would wean himself but it became apparent that he loved mumma's pillas too much. The first day was ok he didn't seem too fazed but pretty much every day since he has asked for the boobie in his Dylan way, by pulling at my top or just pointing to them, and he does get a bit sad about it. Me too. I have had a few tears about giving it up but it was time. I feel as though my body is hanging on to weight that it doesn't need so it was time to stop. My boobs though have been sore since day two which is very annoying especially because I like to spend some of my night sleeping on my tummy and Dylan doeslike to climb all over me and poke me and that hurts. I didn't think they would continue to be sore for so long. Unless I am pregnant??!!?? Doubt it.
Lots of words are coming out of our little man's mouth, There are new ones every week. Plus some two word sentences have started, the first was "bye bye daddy" he also says "Mumma dat" and "Mumma more". He has such a cute voice I need to get him on video more. He is also having lots of conversations with us not that we can understand them but he does these long sentences of babble and I am sure one day very soon they will turn into sentences that we can understand. Hopefully.
Dylan now has 15 teeth not that he will let me touch look at or clean them. After months of battling with him to let me clean his teeth I had started to wrap him up after his bath in his towel and brushing them around the screams and the wriggling, it was all too hard. I did try giving it to him in the bath, having me and hubby do it at the same time, etc, I have now resorted to using a dab of children's toothpaste on the brush and he does a little scrub scrub but mostly just eats the yummy minty fresh paste, sigh! I wnat to protect his darling little teeth. Dylan is still to get one more eye tooth and his 2 year old molars and then it will be over, the snotty nose, the bad nights, the moodiness, yay, bring on the end of teething.
I finally weaned Dylan off his morning "mumma boobie" time last weekend and it has been hard on both of us. I used a combination of distraction and bribery to do it. I was hoping he would wean himself but it became apparent that he loved mumma's pillas too much. The first day was ok he didn't seem too fazed but pretty much every day since he has asked for the boobie in his Dylan way, by pulling at my top or just pointing to them, and he does get a bit sad about it. Me too. I have had a few tears about giving it up but it was time. I feel as though my body is hanging on to weight that it doesn't need so it was time to stop. My boobs though have been sore since day two which is very annoying especially because I like to spend some of my night sleeping on my tummy and Dylan doeslike to climb all over me and poke me and that hurts. I didn't think they would continue to be sore for so long. Unless I am pregnant??!!?? Doubt it.
Lots of words are coming out of our little man's mouth, There are new ones every week. Plus some two word sentences have started, the first was "bye bye daddy" he also says "Mumma dat" and "Mumma more". He has such a cute voice I need to get him on video more. He is also having lots of conversations with us not that we can understand them but he does these long sentences of babble and I am sure one day very soon they will turn into sentences that we can understand. Hopefully.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
A post about Dylan
Wow I am as hopeless with this blog as I became with my EB diary, oh well!
Dylan is such a joy. I think I love 18 months! He is saying more and more words, here is a list of what he can say that I can understand:
Dat - that
Mumma, mummy, mum
Dadda, daddol, daddy, dad - why does hubb gets more, sniff, haha!
Eyee - Elly
Eyo - Elmo
Doo doot - any train, car, any vehicle basically
Owwwwwwwwwwww - For Tasha our cat and any cat in general
Yeah
Kewl - I think this means cool
Bye
Howo - Hello
Hi
Ee saw - see saw
That's all I can think of but he also speaks to us in sentences which of course only he understands. He has the most beautiful gorgeous sing song angelic voice I have ever heard. I just melt when I hear that little voice say all the things he can say. Especially when he looks up at me and says "Mumma" oh my goodness I am a puddle of love when he does that.
Dylan is also singing a lot and they are usually little made up ditties of his own but today I swear that he started to sing Twinkle twinkle little star as I heard him sing the first two notes, then after this he was singing Jingle bells but not in the right tune but definitley the correct phrasing "Mm mm mmmmm mm mm mmmmm mm mm mmm mm mmmm!" what a cutie. I did say when he was born and they handed him to me and I looked down into his wide open screaming
mouth that he was going to be a lead singer. Of course my mum has his destiny mapped out as a concert pianist, ballet dancer, writer and doctor!!! I hope he will be into music but if not oh well it is his life to live.
He is running a lot more and runs while we walk. He hates to be in out arms being carried while we are out and much prefers to walk/run althugh at home he is very willing to be carried around.
He does such grown up things at times, like this morning he reached up to the sink and grabbed one of his sippy cups and brought it up to me while I am here on the computer and asked for juice I mean not in those words but i knew what he meant. Not that I give him juice very often in fact it is very rarely that I will give him juice he just loves his water too much.
He has done a poo and a wee on the potty, what a big boy.
He is divine and handsome and lovely and loving. He will come up in the middle of playing and have a hug and a kiss with me and then go back to playing. I look at him now and I looke at him as a tiny baby and I get so clucky and can't wait to have another baby and I hope he or she will look just like Dylan.
I love my boy so much.
Dylan is such a joy. I think I love 18 months! He is saying more and more words, here is a list of what he can say that I can understand:
Dat - that
Mumma, mummy, mum
Dadda, daddol, daddy, dad - why does hubb gets more, sniff, haha!
Eyee - Elly
Eyo - Elmo
Doo doot - any train, car, any vehicle basically
Owwwwwwwwwwww - For Tasha our cat and any cat in general
Yeah
Kewl - I think this means cool
Bye
Howo - Hello
Hi
Ee saw - see saw
That's all I can think of but he also speaks to us in sentences which of course only he understands. He has the most beautiful gorgeous sing song angelic voice I have ever heard. I just melt when I hear that little voice say all the things he can say. Especially when he looks up at me and says "Mumma" oh my goodness I am a puddle of love when he does that.
Dylan is also singing a lot and they are usually little made up ditties of his own but today I swear that he started to sing Twinkle twinkle little star as I heard him sing the first two notes, then after this he was singing Jingle bells but not in the right tune but definitley the correct phrasing "Mm mm mmmmm mm mm mmmmm mm mm mmm mm mmmm!" what a cutie. I did say when he was born and they handed him to me and I looked down into his wide open screaming
mouth that he was going to be a lead singer. Of course my mum has his destiny mapped out as a concert pianist, ballet dancer, writer and doctor!!! I hope he will be into music but if not oh well it is his life to live.
He is running a lot more and runs while we walk. He hates to be in out arms being carried while we are out and much prefers to walk/run althugh at home he is very willing to be carried around.
He does such grown up things at times, like this morning he reached up to the sink and grabbed one of his sippy cups and brought it up to me while I am here on the computer and asked for juice I mean not in those words but i knew what he meant. Not that I give him juice very often in fact it is very rarely that I will give him juice he just loves his water too much.
He has done a poo and a wee on the potty, what a big boy.
He is divine and handsome and lovely and loving. He will come up in the middle of playing and have a hug and a kiss with me and then go back to playing. I look at him now and I looke at him as a tiny baby and I get so clucky and can't wait to have another baby and I hope he or she will look just like Dylan.
I love my boy so much.
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