Friday, August 31, 2007
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Underthings
Since Genevieve decided that weaning was the cool thing to do, things have (understandably) shrunk and none of my bras fit. All of my teeny-tiny pre-baby numbers are stashed away in the garage in Brisbane, so a trip to Target was in order.
And you know what? I wanted to buy something pretty, but all of their nice underpinnings only had larger sizes left on the shelf. So I had to settle for basic, unadorned cotton with nary a scrap of lace.
*shakes fist*
Damn you, size 10B women of Melbourne!
And you know what? I wanted to buy something pretty, but all of their nice underpinnings only had larger sizes left on the shelf. So I had to settle for basic, unadorned cotton with nary a scrap of lace.
*shakes fist*
Damn you, size 10B women of Melbourne!
Validation
Genevieve is off colour again with a bad cold which is borderline flu. She slept twelve hours last night and asked to go back to bed just after breakfast...
So yesterday afternoon I was called by daycare to come and collect her, as she had a temperature of 38.2. Much to her carer's surprise, she was still very happy and enjoying her day despite being unwell. When I came to collect Genevieve, the carer was singing my little girl's praises and went so far as to say (and this is verbatim), "She just does everything right!"
Dunno where she gets that from, then.
So yesterday afternoon I was called by daycare to come and collect her, as she had a temperature of 38.2. Much to her carer's surprise, she was still very happy and enjoying her day despite being unwell. When I came to collect Genevieve, the carer was singing my little girl's praises and went so far as to say (and this is verbatim), "She just does everything right!"
Dunno where she gets that from, then.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Grandma
Grandma will be 82 on October 6th. She's still pretty sharp, has a strong heart, lungs and kidney and gets out of the house more often than her shut-in granddaughter. Chances are she'll be pushing 100 and still going strong.
Unfortunately, she has osteoporosis, cataracts and a tendency to forget which way is up. The cataracts are going to be dealt with very soon, but her brittle bones and shaky balance are things that can't be fixed by day surgery. Yesterday she had another fall and this time broke her hand in three places. For someone who is already losing dexterity (and as a result a fair bit of her independence), this is a huge blow.
I'm worried about my Grandma and feel frustrated about being 1800km away. It's too late to call her tonight; will find out more tomorrow.
Grrr.
Unfortunately, she has osteoporosis, cataracts and a tendency to forget which way is up. The cataracts are going to be dealt with very soon, but her brittle bones and shaky balance are things that can't be fixed by day surgery. Yesterday she had another fall and this time broke her hand in three places. For someone who is already losing dexterity (and as a result a fair bit of her independence), this is a huge blow.
I'm worried about my Grandma and feel frustrated about being 1800km away. It's too late to call her tonight; will find out more tomorrow.
Grrr.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Weaning: Redux
Well, it's been 1 week since Genevieve was taken off daytime feeds. Day 1 was slightly snarky, Day 2 went without a hitch. Come bedtime, Genevieve half-heartedly latched on and only fed off one side before declaring herself done. Day 3, she wasn't remotely interested in the boob (I think she even rolled her eyes at me) and hasn't had a Mummy feed since Sunday.
No tears, no tantrums, no trouble getting her to sleep at night. In fact, for the first time in about 6 weeks, Genevieve is sleeping through the night (or at the very least settling herself when she wakes up). That was unexpectedly easy.
No tears, no tantrums, no trouble getting her to sleep at night. In fact, for the first time in about 6 weeks, Genevieve is sleeping through the night (or at the very least settling herself when she wakes up). That was unexpectedly easy.
Thursday, August 9, 2007
Word of the day
Genevieve has started saying her name! Her pronunciation isn't perfect (it comes out as as Gen-ni-vee), but it's clear enough that you can tell what she's saying.
And her current favourite phrase is, "Daddy's at work" or "Daddy's gone to work". She uses a very authoritative tone when relaying this information. :)
And her current favourite phrase is, "Daddy's at work" or "Daddy's gone to work". She uses a very authoritative tone when relaying this information. :)
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Things I miss about Brisbane
- Our family (in-laws included)
- Our friends
- Our Church
- The house
- My job (oh, to be back doing original cataloguing and actually earning money again!)
- My piano
- Ben's guitar
- All of the stuff I left behind in the garage
- Too many other things that I can't think of right now
Things I don't miss about Brisbane:
- Being overly reliant on cars to get around
- Drunken teenagers walking down our street at 1am proclaiming that they are 'bad mother****ers'.
Me waaaaaaaant!
Living the high life means that you get accustomed to certain... things. Like sleeping in a queen-size bed.
As much as I adore our beautiful silky oak monstrosity, it's *tiny*. And very high off the ground; I just about have to jump to get into the damn thing. Sorry, Dad... I think my family heirloom will be relegated to the sewing room when we return from our interstate jaunt.
And being very picky, there's very little in the way of modern beds that I actually like and would have in my home. Luckily, I found this little beauty on the website of a national retailer:
Mmmmm. Purty.
As much as I adore our beautiful silky oak monstrosity, it's *tiny*. And very high off the ground; I just about have to jump to get into the damn thing. Sorry, Dad... I think my family heirloom will be relegated to the sewing room when we return from our interstate jaunt.
And being very picky, there's very little in the way of modern beds that I actually like and would have in my home. Luckily, I found this little beauty on the website of a national retailer:
Mmmmm. Purty.
Weaning
Things haven't been going well at all for me lately and I finally bit the bullet and saw our doctor yesterday. For the second time in my life, I've been put on medication to try and put me back on more of an even keel. Took the first dose before bed last night and I'm feeling a little bit woozy this morning... the initial shock to my system should settle in a day or so (hopefully).
Consequently, I need to wean Genevieve; it's kind of a relief, actually. For the past couple of months it has felt like she's just been having mummy feeds simply because it's there (she hasn't needed EBM at daycare since March and is perfectly happy going without when I'm not around). It'll be nice to have my boobs back. ;) Besides, 16 months is a pretty good innings as far as I'm concerned.
So far, I've been using 'don't ask, don't offer' or telling Genevieve that there's no more and offering her a cup of soy milk instead. Both methods are working pretty well and munchkin is now having her morning nap after a bit of a temper tanty. We're not going to dispense with the bedtime feed just yet; I'll get her used to getting through the day milk-free first.
Consequently, I need to wean Genevieve; it's kind of a relief, actually. For the past couple of months it has felt like she's just been having mummy feeds simply because it's there (she hasn't needed EBM at daycare since March and is perfectly happy going without when I'm not around). It'll be nice to have my boobs back. ;) Besides, 16 months is a pretty good innings as far as I'm concerned.
So far, I've been using 'don't ask, don't offer' or telling Genevieve that there's no more and offering her a cup of soy milk instead. Both methods are working pretty well and munchkin is now having her morning nap after a bit of a temper tanty. We're not going to dispense with the bedtime feed just yet; I'll get her used to getting through the day milk-free first.
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