Fun and Games

Long time no blog again... I feel like life is just flashing past me at the moment! I cant believe that our little girl is 12 weeks old already! I dont really have anything exciting to blog about, hence the lack of posting.

We've had a tough few weeks - Skye has had really bad wind and its been making mummy's life a bit of a nightmare lately. But I've now stopped eating a few things that might have been part of the cause and hopefully that has helped. Last night she slept for almost 9.5 hours straight - OMG! I had to go check on her a few times and make sure she was ok. Then I had to express because I felt like my boobs were going to explode LOL!

We've been going for walks most afternoons... I strap her into the Baby Bjorn and grab the dog and go for a 20 minute walk each day... she weighs less than 6kgs but holy crap she feels heavy when we're power walking the hills! I keep reminding myself that when I was 9 months pregnant I weighed a hell of a lot more than that!

I've not managed to do a lot of weight training, mostly because the last few weeks have been so rough and when she finally does sleep I generally collapse in a heap. But I'm getting there and plan to do at least 2 weights sessions this week. Fingers crossed.


There have been a LOT of poo explosions going on! She's not doing as many per day now, but when she does go - WOAH... watch out! Some of them are hilarious (who'da thought that I'd spend so much time talking about poo?!!) especially when she's managed to poo so hard that it comes out the front, back AND sides of the nappy! Because we've got a sick sense of humour, we've taken a few photos of these poo explosions in order to embarrass her at her 21st birthday party hehehe...

This was one that she thought she'd share with mummy... all over my leg and even managed to get it up underneath my shorts too... what a talented girl!

Over and out!

Awww...

Here's my girl, telling me how funny she thinks the swing is...

Its finally happened…

I have finally succumbed to the ultimate in mummy-fashion…

I am now the proud owner of a dressing gown!

Well – I’ve never EVER, in all my adult life, worn a dressing gown or robe. I’ve never wanted one, never needed one. Both hubby and I are not the kind of people who get out of bed and lounge around in their PJ’s, boxer shorts or whatever – no – I get out of bed and get straight into the shower (if I wasn’t going to gym that is).

But suddenly everything has changed. I now have to get up in the middle of the night to feed Skye, and some mornings its actually been quite cool. Then when its morning of course the first thing I have to do again is to feed Skye, so I often don’t get a chance to have a shower until much later – sometimes not til 11am! I’ve been wearing jumpers, but its just not cutting it.

I confessed to hubby the other day that I thought I was going to need to get one soon… and so he secretly did a bit of online shopping and ordered me a lovely pink Billabong robe, complete with pink polka-dot trim and a hoodie as a surprise… aint he lovely?!!

I’m so lucky to have such a wonderful supportive husband. Skye just adores him – often I’ll sit her on my lap facing him and she just gazes at him and smiles and giggles, he doesn’t even have to be looking at her – she just thinks he’s hilarious!

Isn’t it funny how daddys always get to be the “fun” ones, and mums do the comfort thing, along with all the other mundane, every day stuff! He can always come up with exciting stuff to keep her interested, like flying her around the room as if she’s a plane, or bouncing her up in the air… she squeals and giggles and just loves it.

I'm constantly amazed at the fact that no matter how hard I try, I always get spewed on. I put the spew rag (terry toweling nappy) over my shoulder, and without fail she will find the one spot that isn’t covered and puke… often its down my cleavage, or the back of my arm. By the end of the day I absolutely reek!

I also never realised just how much clothes washing one little body could generate… I mean, before Skye came along I used to wash one day a week, generally 3-4 loads – too easy.

But now – holy crap, I’m going through loads of washing like there’s no tomorrow! Because of the spew and dribble, she’s going through at least 2 changes of clothes a day, plus bibs and muslin wraps. Then there’s my own change of clothes, due to the aforementioned spew. Then you’ve gotta factor in the nappy leakage – be it poo or wee, sometimes those suckers just cannot be contained by a little nappy!

When I was pregnant I bought one packet of 12 terry toweling nappies to use as spew rags, thinking it would be MORE than enough… HA! I quickly learned that I can easily go through 3 or 4 a day, especially when she’s having a particularly spewy day, or has one of her gargantuan poos that seep everywhere! So I had to get another packet to make sure I had enough.

Anyway, things are becoming more fun around here. We've had a good week and things seem to be settling down, lets hope it continues!