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November 29, 2008 at 3:33 pm | In Henry | 4 CommentsWe all went to the show last night and loved it. The hospital bag was in the car and my very clever mum even arranged a special car spot for me…..just in case.
As much as it was an uneventful night for the baby girl, in every other way it was a spectacular evening and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I’m so glad I went.
I even danced a waltz with my son, who was so well-behaved and clapped and moved to the music, right to the very end, at well after 11pm. I’m so so proud of Henry who enjoyed it as much, if not more so, as everyone around him.
And seeing him enjoy it so much made me all teary, and warm and fuzzy inside.
Hormones, eh?
Baby Girl’s Swell quilt
November 27, 2008 at 2:45 pm | In Baby Quilts | 10 CommentsIs this what you have been waiting for, my sweet?
If so, it’s all finished. It’s quilted, and binding and label are all sewed on.
I hope you love it as much as I do.
A barrelful of laughs
November 27, 2008 at 8:34 am | In Emmeline | 3 CommentsDid you hear the joke about the pregnant woman who went into pre-term labour, was given medication to hold on a bit longer, and then had to be induced at 41 weeks?
The midwives told me that joke a million times as I laid in the delivery suite at 34 weeks. I laughed and said “That will be me, for sure!”.
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Henry loves to talk to his baby sister. Yesterday he told her to stop asking him questions.
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Whilst he was snuggled into my belly, I asked him to ask his sister when she is coming out.
He said, “She says she is happy in there. Maybe Christmas Eve”.
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I am booked in to be induced next Thursday, at 40 weeks 6 days.
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Even though I know she can still arrive at any time, I feel relieved that there is an end in sight. Of course we still have to get through tomorrow night. Did I ever tell you the story about the Andre Rieu tickets?
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Way, way, back in January this year, when I wasn’t pregnant (hard to believe there was a time this year when I wasn’t pregnant, quite frankly), tickets went on sale for the Sydney Andre Rieu concerts. Henry loves his Andre DVD, and the music and the spectacle, so we were quite keen to take him. But I was in the early stages of preparing for an IVF cycle and my rough dates and calculations showed that I might have been fairly close to my due date by the time of the concert.
That is if, of course, the cycle worked. Which was really a long shot. Did I really think I’d do two fresh IVF cycles and get pregnant on each one? No, I did not believe that in the slightest. But it seemed that buying the tickets would be like an insurance policy. What better way to ensure that this cycle worked than to bet it wouldn’t?
So we bought the tickets, certainly not the best seats, nor the second best, nor the third best for that matter. But in my head, $500 worth of tickets for the 3 of us was a small price to pay for insurance that this IVF cycle (at $9,500) was more likely to work because I had ‘double-booked’, so to speak.
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It came as a great surprise to us, 2 months later, that I was pregnant, again, on a fresh IVF cycle. What wasn’t a great surprise, to me, at least, was that my due date was the exact date of the Andre Rieu concert.
That date was November 28, 2008. Tomorrow.
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Henry will definitely go, with my Mum, who also bought tickets. We’re just not sure if I should chance it. Is this what she has been waiting for? Was it not humiliating enough to have my waters break at Bunnings last time? Is this the night she plans to make her grand arrival?
If anyone has a feeling about these things, then share your prophecy, because I’m buggered if I know what she’s waiting for……
I’m loving……
November 23, 2008 at 5:03 pm | In I love this | 7 Comments- Our Christmas tree, decorated by my boys, who have none of my very anal concepts of symmetry and careful placement of decorations. The tinsel is skewiff, there are way too many snowflakes gathered in one spot where Henry decided they all should go, and one side is almost completely devoid of decorations. But to watch them decorate it together and have so much fun? A beautiful, beautiful time. I really love our tree this year.
- A little girl, who officially waited to be a Sagittarian. She’s still very comfortable in there, at 39 weeks 2 days.
- Hanging out with my mum at the Good Food Affare yesterday.
- Catching up for a lovely lunch with a fellow blogger on Friday.
- Receiving mail from another fellow pregnant blogger in the US. Although she is no longer pregnant as Miss Elsa Marie arrived safely last week! I won a giveaway on Rebecca’s blog – some fat quarters in a colour of my choosing (which was orange!). So much fabric! Thanks Rebecca for your generosity!And look what she made just for the baby girl! I love this little community!
Something a whole lot prettier
November 19, 2008 at 10:42 am | In Baby Quilts, Emmeline | 10 CommentsCall it nesting, call it obsessive, call it what you will, but yesterday I HAD to make this quilt.
I did it all in a day, from washing and drying the fabric, cutting, sewing, basting (oh boy, that hurt as I leaned over the floor), quilting and binding.
I wanted something little (it’s just 18″ x 27″) that I could have in the carrycot while we are out and about, in case it got cool. The weather is all over the place at the moment. We’ve had days of 38 degrees C (100 F) followed by days of 20 degrees C (68 F).
The quilting went really, really well this time. I’m very happy with the result.
Here’s the back. I used the border print from the same range. LOVE IT.
Fabric is Alexander Henry’s Sprites of Tillbrook range.
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Just got back from the obstetrician. She’s moved into the perfect position. His guess? Arriving on the weekend. We’ll see.
….and nesting.
November 14, 2008 at 1:40 pm | In House | 9 CommentsYou have to admit, it’s a brave blogger who will post a picture of their dirty oven on the internet. It’s actually only 12 months since I cleaned it, which is not bad in the scheme of how often things get cleaned in this house, but still.
I heard about a service provided by the “Oven Fairy” who will come and clean your oven for you. I don’t think I am alone in saying that this sounded, to me, as good as a daiquiri and a sunlounge on a deserted Fijian beach. You can pay people to clean your oven?
Oven Fairy promises to “return your oven to showroom condition”. I tell you, it’s true. It took my oven fairy, a nice young man, nearly 3 hours (but I do have two ovens). I wanted to share the results with you, because I wouldn’t have believed it otherwise.
Before (top oven):
After (top oven):
Before (bottom oven):
After (bottom oven):
I know this isn’t much help to my overseas readers, but for the local girls with young children, who are just too tired to contemplate doing this yourself, take my recommendation and do with it what you will.
(By the way, no one is paying me for this. I just think it’s too good an idea to not share it. And they did a great job, so I am happy to spread the word).
Needless to say, NOBODY is allowed to put anything in either oven. EVER. AGAIN.
I really heart the Oven Fairy.
….shopping,…..
November 14, 2008 at 1:26 pm | In Emmeline, Fabric, I love this | 3 CommentsTwo weeks ago I stopped the anti-contraction drugs because my obstetrician said he was happy for her to come out if she was ready. Which was pretty exciting, because then I wasn’t on strict instructions to rest. And I could go shopping again. Which in an incredibly shallow way, makes me rather happy. It’s my version of nesting, I guess.
First up was some bed linen for the day bed in the sewing room, which sits under the doll quilt wall. I fell in love with this matryoshka set…
This will be Mum’s bed when she comes to stay to help me with the baby girl, so I had to get it all nice and ready. I expect this linen will be the baby girl’s when she moves into a big bed. If I can part with it.
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Some Liberty scraps caught my eye on ebay…
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And whilst I was waiting at my local baby shop for them to fetch something from ‘out the back’, I looked disdainfully at those overpriced Bugaboos and started to wheel one around to see what the fuss was about. And, oh my, do they wheel nicely! After swearing black and blue that I would never buy such a pram, especially because they are so common these days (and who wants to be like everyone else?), I am now the proud owner of this:
A pink Bugaboo Cameleon. I love it! It wheels beautifully and turns on a 10c piece. I can’t wait to use it. This, by the way, solves the “where will the baby girl sleep while we are away” dilemma. Silver Cross still haven’t come through with importing their silver carry cots, despite promising they would do so in July. Anyway, I really love this pram, and hope it is as lovely to use with her in it.
I couldn’t resist sewing up a fitted sheet for the carrycot..
And I have a few more sheets planned. Excellent tutorial here.
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Oh, and this just arrived today. New Alexander Henry fabric. Gorgeous!
Gosh, the inner pink in me is very much coming out. Shame the baby won’t!!
Sewing……..
November 14, 2008 at 7:18 am | In Doll Quilts, General Sewing | 5 CommentsYesterday’s post was the first in quite a while. Needless to say, I haven’t exactly spent the last few weeks just arguing with my son. Nearly, but not quite.
Two weeks ago I stopped taking the drugs that were stopping the contractions, to find…..nothing. Thoughts of having the baby girl at 36 weeks, suddenly turned into thoughts of having to be induced at 41 weeks after all that fuss. At 38 weeks today, who knows? She’ll come out when she is good and ready. On a Friday is my guess. I went into labour with Henry on a Friday (at 39 weeks) and each of 3 admissions to hospital during this pregnancy have been on a Friday.
Aside from a very painful pelvis, I am well. Merely tired and grumpy.
I have been doing a little bit of sewing. I finished my doll quilts…….
Mushroom mini-quilt (version 2 for myself)
Wagon Wheel doll quilt and pink and orange flying geese doll quilt (both are version 2 for myself)
And the doll quilt wall
Since early last year, I have had the tutorial for the Scrappy Cabin Challenge by Melly and Me in my sewing room, with the best of intentions. When I saw the completed quilt last month, I went a little gaga in quilt envy and had to start making some blocks. More photos here of it in it’s entirety. Spectacular.
But, boy, do they take a while to make! And it’s a messy project too – my room soon became overrun with 1″ scraps of fabric. But how cute are these?
There’s two blocks. Melly made 100 blocks. I think this is a long term project.
Also, I wanted to make something for a friend who has been very good to me over the last few months. She comes over here and makes me a cup of tea and then proceeds to empty the dishwasher, or hang out some washing, or do something incredibly helpful. Somewhere in crafty blog land I saw someone make a gratitude wrap, and I thought that was a perfect way to express my gratitude to a friend that already loves to write cards and notes.
I picked up some supplies at kikki.K, one of my favourite shops ever. In the left pocket is a little notebook to keep track of your correspondence, and some pretty bird stickers. In the middle pocket are thank you cards and envelopes. In the right pocket are stamps and a pen. Everything you need to write little notes, all in one place.
This post was going to be longer, but I am running late for preschool. Part 2 later. If I’m not, you know, occupied elsewhere.
Conversations with God
November 13, 2008 at 7:33 am | In Henry | 12 CommentsIt must be the peculiar mix of late, late (38 weeks tomorrow!) pregnancy hormones and the growing curiousity and capacity to argue of a 3.5 year old boy that has been resulting in lots of grumpiness around here lately. On my part.
I am hoping this is just a phase. On his part. If it isn’t, don’t tell me the truth, I’m not sure I can bear it at this stage. Be kind and say he will grow out of it soon. Or maybe I will. One of us has to.
Here’s what has been going down over here in the last few days…
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Me: {driving; I scratch my nose and put my hand back on the steering wheel}
Henry: Mummy, who are you waving to?
Me: I’m not waving to anyone, I just scratched my nose
Henry: You were waving to someone, who was it?
Me: I wasn’t waving to anyone, I was scratching my nose.
Henry: You were waving to someone. Just tell me who it was.
Me: I. was. not. waving. to. anyone.
Henry: Yes you were, just tell me.
Me: I wasn’t, I scratched my nose!
Henry: No, you didn’t, Mummy. You were waving to somebody. Just tell me who it was.
Me: Our Father, who art in heaven……..
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Me: {Driving to preschool and discovering the road is closed and we are sent on a 10 km detour}
Henry: Why are we going this way? This is not the way to preschool!
Me: The road is closed, sweetheart, we have to go another way.
Henry: Why is the road closed?
Me: The road is being fixed, and so the cars can’t drive on it for a little while.
Henry: Why is the road being fixed?
Me: Ah, it was a little bit old and needed fixing.
Henry: Why was it broken?
Me: Because it was a little bit old.
Henry: Who broke it?
Me: Nobody broke it, it’s just a bit worn out.
Henry: How did it break by itself?
Me: Just because it’s a little bit old.
Henry: But why do old roads break?
Me: Because lots of cars and trucks drive on them and they get worn out.
Henry: But they closed the road, so there are no cars and trucks on it.
Me: No, not at the moment.
Henry: Mummy, why is the road closed?
Me: Hallowed be thy name……
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Henry: Mummy, can Santa talk?
Me: Yes, he can talk.
Henry: But he can’t talk through his beard.
Me: Yes, he can.
Henry: But he can’t.
Me: Yes he can. Poppy has a beard and he can talk.
Henry: But he doesn’t have a big beard like Santa.
Me: No, but Santa can still talk.
Henry: No, he can’t.
Me: Yes, he can.
Henry: No he can’t.
Me: Yes, he can.
Henry: No, he can’t.
Me: OK, you win. I’m not talking about this with you anymore.
Henry: But Mummy, can Santa talk through his beard?
Me: Thy kingdom come, thy will be done……
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Me: We will wrap these presents and put them under the Christmas tree when we put it up.
Henry: They don’t go under the tree!
Me: Yes, they do! That’s where we put the presents at Christmas.
Henry: They go next to the tree!
Me: They go under the tree.
Henry: No, the tree will fall over and everybody will be very sad. Don’t put them under the tree.
Daddy: He has a point. You can’t put the presents under the trunk. It will fall over.
Me: On earth, as it is in heaven.
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Is this normal? Am I a bad mother for letting this drive me crazy? Do you get through these conversations calmly? Does anyone keep their cool and keep. answering. the. god-damned. questions?
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