Category Archives: The short of it
Short posts. Sort of like status updates.
Domestic blah
Sometimes, the baby actually sleeps, and I can get some cleaning done.
Not that anyone could ever tell.
Baby Sleep Dilemma
If she sleeps more now, I can get stuff done… but then she won’t sleep at night, and I lose the chance to sleep… what to do, what to do…
It’s largely irrelevant, because if I move at all, she wakes up anyway.
Best to just stand there in absolute silence, watching her breathe. Because she’s so very cute. It’s the easiest time to appreciate babies; when they’re asleep. The rest of the time, it’s too hectic to notice.
Latest Addition
Had our third baby on 3.3.13. Labour sucks, by the way, I had underestimated how much it sucked, and I am writing it down again, so that I will remember for the future. However, it is TOTALLY worth it. I am extremely pleased to announce the safe arrival of daughter no. 3.
Let’s call this expression my “pethidine face”.
I’ll be honest, I spent longer thinking about what colour to paint her on this blog, than I did on what to actually name her. It’s a big decision with lifelong ramifications, see? Already I have her best interests at heart.
Birth day
To battle!
Once more into the fray!
On the oldest battlefield of all…
Bounce
Today is my official due date for this baby to be born. So naturally, like any rational woman, I am seriously considering jumping on the trampoline.
Just to jump start things, so to speak.
Although knowing my luck, and my body at this point, it’s far more likely I would just wet myself. Hmmm… I think I need a new plan.
Vacuum
I don’t think I’m a selfish person, but sometimes, when nobody else is around, I vacuum my side of the bedroom first.
38 Weeks pregnant
Every day that I wake up and I’m NOT in labour is bumming me out.
Can’t even properly slump in a heap. Belly gets in the way.
On the bright side, it just HAS to be some day in the next 4 weeks. Nobody is pregnant forever, right? … RIGHT?!?
36 weeks pregnant
Being this pregnant is kind of cool, for the simple fact that it makes the rest of me appear slimmer.
Sharks for Tea
Spent the afternoon serving tiny cups of pretend tea to pretend baby sharks inhabiting the lounge room floor. Because I was the mummy unicorn, and I had to do what I was told to do, by the baby unicorn.
Stands to reason that the punishment for disobedience would likely involve more sharks.
Bodysoluble 