tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84308651416145509372024-02-20T10:45:57.957-08:00cubs, carbs and other love affairsbgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-42347395958601674822012-05-22T00:22:00.001-07:002012-05-22T00:22:27.263-07:00almost 1<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Among us ladies and gentlemen is a little girl. Still my baby <span style="font-size: x-small;">(always my baby) </span>but now Miss Delilah is becoming more human i dare say. She takes every little detail in her sights and processes it all with so much thought just watching her is a marvel. When i speak, i mouth my words more clearly and casually sing the alphabet when ever i feel the need to because i know she is listening and learning. Children are such a miraculous discovery and i am honestly amazed to find the words to describe how it makes me feel.<br />
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I am a <span style="background-color: yellow;">proud mother </span><span style="background-color: white;"> she lightens my day. At the moment we are about a month away from the big ONE! and all i can think about are bloody cake decorations, i mean the cake that i am going to make will be a spectacle and there will be icing flowers i can assure you. (also maybe contemplating rice paper cut outs and eatable glitter. but whatev.) </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">Did you know that at almost 12 months of age we are now almost walking, we eat spaghetti (the curly kind) with meat and tomato! we can have chunks and yum crackers. She laughs when i laugh and thinks drumming my head is the best instrument in the house, she can eat with her hands and loves to read! This morning i could hear her wake up and start to babble and talk and laugh at herself - which is slightly un usual because she usually just yells at me.- so i wonder in quietly and she is lying down with a book in her hands reading out loud. </span><br />
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She is most certainly growing into a beautiful little girl and although i miss her tiny state i am almost enjoying this part of her life the most.<br />
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<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-37972997675140006222012-05-08T07:22:00.000-07:002012-05-08T07:22:32.503-07:00give me a good reasonLately I have been thinking to myself at the end of the year what are the things that i want out of the weight loss. Is there anything that i truly want or strive for? So i came up with a few things, they are simple things. Probably a little silly but hey! whats life without some sort of silly? Well here a few things i want in life..<div>
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</div>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-40459000169613275522012-05-03T19:54:00.001-07:002012-05-03T19:54:53.422-07:00baby bluesThere are only a few small things that make parenting hard and a little bit useless in their own right. Teeth. Just like a contagious disease they pop out of no where and then spread not 1 by one but at the moment 4 at the same time and it is so horrible. Not only for me being cried at but for my little angel who is so beautiful and little, who has no idea why her mouth is so sore! It is certainly the strongest of challenges so far.<br />
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The truth - is and I really have to allow myself to admit this- being a mummy is challenging sometimes! I just hope that they all come threw quickly and give me and my baby a long awaited break.<br />
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Yesterday was sunshine and warm so we were lucky to go outside and take advantage of the beautiful weather and (secretly tire miss Delilah out so she would sleep well) and get a bit of Vitamin D which i find so important to have, the benefits are much more visible on a baby im sure. But today is raining and cold so inside we must stay. What mischief can we get up to today? well we have already messed the play room (before 9am) so i am ticking that as a successful play time!<br />
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Did you no that when Delilah was born her daddy decided to buy her a Ukulele and much to my surprise she takes her delicate little fingers and strums the strings, genius? yes i think so.<br />
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I just think sometimes as a parent we are aloud to be honest with ourselves and others and admit it can be hard and absolutely exhausting. It can be annoying and rude and disrespectful of my needs when i am tired but we are human and so is that little girl and i love her. She is human and expressing herself in the most honest way i ever thought possible of witnessing.<br />
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This is just me collecting my thoughts and readdressing the past couple of weeks.bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-18252409870951947752012-05-01T07:04:00.001-07:002012-05-01T07:04:38.581-07:00Consciously Healthy<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I was casually going through some blogs and i came across <a href="http://lifesshinyprettythings.blogspot.com.au/" target="_blank">this blog (Life's Shiny Pretty Things)</a> that had mentioned a 30 day challenge of any sorts and it got me thinking. What can i achieve in 30 days? And although it technically hasn't been exactly 30 days i am 8 days strong into my Consciously Healthy Eating challenge. What does that really mean to me?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Well since having beautiful Delilah i have been noticeably more conscious of my weight and healthy eating. I packed on a little and have already given myself a year to lose 10kgs which is going well i think. I just really wanted to do something extra. So what is it?? Well it is pretty simple really. No white carbs. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Now i love food, don't get me wrong but! i also know pasta, rice, bread and potato's are heavy in carbohydrates. My main goal was to find an alternative way to eat the foods i love without all those things i mentioned before... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Breaking down the basics for breakfast: Eggs! 2 Large eggs either scrambled or omlet. i experiment with spices and different veggies other wise it is boring. With lunch its easy salad with a piece of fruit. </span><br />
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<span style="color: orange; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">i just really want to post a little message out there to <b>smile!</b> lately i go to the shop and i look around and smile at passing strangers or say thank you for moving out the way of the pram when i have no where to go and I am finding no one smiles back or says a quick welcome. I just feel at the moment the atmosphere is in individual pockets around individual people, im just sad and maybe i have no place to say this but i am going to.</span></div>
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</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">once that time is up check to see if the meat is really tender. blend it until its almost powdery then stir in the super soft veggies and serve warm. My daughter is 10 months with 2 and a half teeth so she is at the stage where lumps are ok but if your baby isn't at that stage simply blend everything up together.</span></div><div><br />
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</div>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-1313906462710027762012-04-19T07:21:00.000-07:002012-04-19T07:21:00.885-07:00oh what a beautiful dayHere we are after many months absent i have to admit i have been a little busy running after my crawling, almost talking all singing <strike>little girl </strike> baby girl..<br />
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Imagine it like those amazing weeks that just end as fast as they started but with a glimmer of awe and a small shimmer of sadness. How time flies when you're having fun.<br />
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10 months does wonders to a human being especially when this human was born at 6 pound 4 ounces with a fine chance of surviving the grand entrance. Since then we have grown together and learnt a lot. I have found strengths in me i never knew i had, patience and awareness have all taken a grasp to my senses. I am grounded. <br />
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It is safe to say my little monster is hilarious and i am Happy to announce "mummy" is now in her vocabulary - thanks baby!. She eats everything including :<br />
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broccoli, sweet potato, pumpkin, pea's and corn. We are just starting to slowly give her pieces to chew and all these wonderful achievements she is making are frequent and glorious. (i did almost shed a tear when she picked up some banana and put it to her mouth all on her own. <span style="font-size: x-small;">just between you and i</span>)<br />
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</div>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-75558770866179610702012-02-06T00:22:00.000-08:002012-02-06T00:22:28.230-08:00when life gives you lemonsWhen life gives you lemon's sometimes you just have to wait for the sting of the sour to settle before you move on to the salt! I am having one of those sour patches where all i want to do is sit, feel sorry for myself and eat some ice-cream.. being some one who has just declared a weight loss challenge and was heading to a fabulous start, it doesnt make any sense to me why all of a sudden i can't find the strength to do it..<br />
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I have decided that tonight i am getting up and going for my walk anyway but i promise you i am at an argument with my body and brain. I know it will be a challenge getting up!<br />
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Does anyone have any advice for motivation i.e: quotes, things you do or say that help you get up and get moving!bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-76433525518588922772012-01-24T18:54:00.000-08:002012-01-24T18:54:33.034-08:00DADDY!Of course Delilah's first word would be Daddy, i only cook and clean and do everything for her.<br />
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Don't get me wrong i am not scornful i had told myself to respect the fact her name starts with "D" so technically we encouraged her the whole time! (even me). I am however a little jealous of Mr Favorite, i wont lie. Every time he comes home from work no matter what mood she is in - she could be howling and screaming - and he comes in the room and her face lights up and she gives the biggest, gummiest, yummiest smile ever! I can't complain though i get to play with her all day.<br />
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Today she used my face as a teething ring and then took a little rest with her elbow in my eye socket, then subsequently started to blow bubbles (and by bubbles i mean expressing saliva everywhere)<br />
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So she is now almost 7 months old, what is happening in our world?<br />
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she is starting to crawl!<br />
she has 2 teeth breaking through (poor baby)<br />
she eats solids.. like a good mummy i make it for her<br />
she speaks a lot and laughs even more<br />
she does not appreciate a 7pm bed time<br />
she LOVES swimming so much she kicks her legs before she is in<br />
her naps aren't as long and frequent<br />
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the dishes still need to be done again and her toys away but she wakes up soon and i would prefer to play with her instead...<br />
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MY new years goals:<br />
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- regular exercise and healthy eating.<br />
- To lose 10 kilo's<br />
- To do a pottery class or a tafe course<br />
- get more creative eg. cooking, painting and something fun for Delilah<br />
- Plan the <u>best</u> 1st birthday party that ever was!<br />
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For the moment i am just going to leave it at that otherwise i am just going to overwhelm myself with too much stuff. These few things are simple and not exactly impossible. I really am looking forward to the new year to see what i make of it...<br />
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what will anyone make of 2012bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-22556543368353592422011-12-18T04:52:00.000-08:002011-12-18T04:52:32.696-08:00admirationThere is something unique about admiring someone especially if they have a passion for a particular way of expressing their opinion of life. When you look at someone who means the world to you for so long it is easy to forget all the beautiful things in his mind. A <a href="http://energycondensed.com/" target="_blank">photographer</a> can be anyone and everyone but its those who capture life in its raw capabilities is truly inspiring. You have to remind yourself asking him to take photo's is like telling an injured ballerina to dance again. The love is there but the interest is almost impossible to regain after a dry spell... I just wanted to show you a piece of my boyfriend that i am sure he would modestly throw his head back and say its nothing, its just pictures. But i can tell you it is more than that, its <a href="http://energycondensed.com/" target="_blank">art</a>. Anyone who can visualize life as art will always be precious in my heart.<br />
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there are only a few but i encourage to take a look, they will take your breath away....<br />
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have a look <a href="http://energycondensed.com/" target="_blank">here</a>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-56837813320082815382011-11-28T21:53:00.000-08:002011-11-28T22:22:15.764-08:00what i useIt is so important to know what goes on your babies body as well as your own.<br />
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Not so long ago my brother introduced me to a 100% natural product called Yoh, this wonderful woman wanted to make a difference and is working hard to make it happen. Whether it be shampoo + conditioner, face cleanser and moisturizer or baby creams, balms and body washes they all are amazing!<br />
I have been using the facial cleanser every single day for about 6 months and still have almost half the bottle left and my skin feels soft and break-out free!<br />
Delilah hasn't had any problem's with nappy rash and i feel happy and safe using it on her. I use the Sore botty cream, the shampoo + body wash and the botty balm.<br />
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One of my favorite products is the body exfoliating cream, it smells amazing, it feels amazing once you have used it and so simple to use. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Visit her website <a href="http://yoh.com.au/products.php?action=product_list&id=2&page=4 rel='shortcut icon' type='image/png'/>" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: large;">here</span></a> to have a look and see if there is anything that takes your fancy and give it a go:</div>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-79021225847562544412011-11-22T01:18:00.000-08:002011-11-22T01:18:43.024-08:00The cursed jumpsuit<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsSfBrmj4sYmpS0Uv9Rg7uu3aed4DRwsFmpaY4auhoGRE2mpz_bQdA_snpPTXde-h5rxElG4N7XZ4S1_Xg7KfMkA0mpKdh0X39Q0mbUHeu3e-Ljp2aREht4R2jZysBxlc_TtlHrfSOokk/s1600/DSC_0451.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsSfBrmj4sYmpS0Uv9Rg7uu3aed4DRwsFmpaY4auhoGRE2mpz_bQdA_snpPTXde-h5rxElG4N7XZ4S1_Xg7KfMkA0mpKdh0X39Q0mbUHeu3e-Ljp2aREht4R2jZysBxlc_TtlHrfSOokk/s400/DSC_0451.JPG" width="267" /></a></div>The cursed jumpsuit happens to be one of my favorite of Delilah's outfits but i have come to the realization that it is in fact. CURSED!<br />
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I have tried to take her out in it many times and assure myself that what happened last time was just a once off. maybe i had coffee instead of decaff. or maybe i shouldn't have made that yum curry for dinner.<br />
i convince myself enough that i surrender to her cute little onesie and it beats me, every time.<br />
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For example the other day was about to meet my mum for a coffee and as i pull up in the car park a large volcano irrupts in the baby seat. Of course she laughs because i'm sure she felt relief, but it isnt funny to mummy! especially not funny to the jumpsuit and for making nanny wait ever so patiently while i had to race her to the parenting room and say bon voyage for the 3rd time. Since this incident i have been a little cautious to dress her in it (for obvious and very realistic reasons)<br />
until today. It is hot and i just want to test the water's a little bit and see if the cursed jumpsuit can make its redemption!bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-86656552149928875452011-11-21T05:52:00.000-08:002011-11-21T05:52:54.746-08:00Parmesan chicken with a bean saladingredients:<br />
2 chicken breasts.<br />
2 eggs<br />
1 1/2 cups flour<br />
1/2 cup bread crumbs<br />
1 cup Parmesan<br />
salt + pepper.<br />
2 table spoons oil<br />
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Bean salad:<br />
1 1/2 cups green bean's<br />
1 large carrot sliced thinly<br />
1/2 cup pecan nuts<br />
half a cheek of mango<br />
1 clove garlic<br />
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dressing for salad:<br />
good glug of olive oil<br />
good glug of lemon<br />
1/2 red chilli seeds and all<br />
salt + pepper<br />
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Step 2. Whisk eggs in a deep bowl with salt and pepper (i added a little sour cream. you don't have to)<br />
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In a separate bowl mix flour, bread crumbs salt and pepper Along with parmesan.<br />
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Then simply dip chicken from egg to flour<br />
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Then with another sprinkle of parmesan enclose in foil and bake in the oven for 10 minutes at 180 degree's.<br />
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whilst the chicken is cooking we can get started on the salad.<br />
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steam green bean's and carrot along with a clove of garlic until just tender<br />
slice mango and chop pecan nuts.<br />
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at the base of the bowl drizzle about 4 or 5 tablespoons of olive oil along with equal parts of lemon juice.<br />
add chili and seeds. pecans. Then cooked beans and then mango (dont use garlic)<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I only just created this salad and had to share it is beautiful. The flavor's are sweet and sour, spicy and fresh and i am really proud of it :)</div>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-26934184385096496322011-11-19T20:23:00.000-08:002011-11-19T20:23:26.655-08:00bruschettaperfect for an entree or a snack and also very yummy :)<br />
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ingredients:<br />
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2 tomato's<br />
1 large onion<br />
1 teaspoon dried basil<br />
fresh basil<br />
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I will admit I am young so have only <i>just</i> crossed the going out, going clubbing getting drunk stage and believe me when i say i was the alcoholic life of the party. So now I go out <u>if i can</u> and rarely drink. I sit and make chit chat and enjoy my short lived freedom.<br />
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Lately I have been noticing that because i am not as inclined to get blind drunk I am being judged and it is the most peculiar thing... As a result of my new found maturity and responsibility I can finally open my eyes to the people around me and really take note of who deserves my company as well as changing myself, life in itself is changing and it is SCARY! Unfortunately the truth is i might have to choose the company i surround myself with and this is scary because the reality of high school being well and truly over has suddenly dawned on me. We are growing up and growing out.<br />
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I think it is so important to embrace every moment and enjoy your life. Therefor i wont ever apologize here on for not being somewhere because that would mean saying sorry for being a mummy.bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-6057883930969413662011-11-06T21:24:00.000-08:002011-11-06T21:24:52.052-08:00breast is best?breast feeding is sometimes a sticky subject and until i had Delilah i never knew how complicated and controversial it really can be.<br />
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From the massacred nipples to the awkward moment when your bubby is hungry in public and all the other delights of breast feeding it is such an important aspect to being a mummy.<br />
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I was sitting in a restaurant having lunch with a friend and little lilah started crying and since i hadn't planned on being out for long i hadn't expressed so my only option was to get ma boob out!<br />
i had prepared in that i had a maternity bra on and an extra shirt so there was no visual of my breast. Funnily enough i noticed a man get up and move away and that was fine because obviously he was a little self conscious of the situation and didn't make a fuss.<br />
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But the fact is is that i just wanted to get up and go all the way home just so i could feed my hungry baby because i was so embarrassed.<br />
So it got me thinking about all the fuss in the news about how breast feeding mothers shouldn't feed in public because its awkward for those in the public and blah blah blah... you know what? how dare anyone tell me were i should feed my child. And why would it be awkward for anyone else, they have the option of walking away. If they think it is difficult for them how the hell do you think i feel when i see someone watch me and then shake their head. I promise if you keep looking at me i will flash you! I don't want to feel like i have to go to the darkest corner in the room to feed.. that's my vent over.<br />
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after the first couple of feeds make sure you soak the nipples in warm salt water.. it sounds too simple to work but it does, trust me!<br />
make sure when you put nipple cream on you tweak them at the same time even though it will be painful it helps toughen them up.<br />
make sure you place it above her lip so she has a chance to latch properly<br />
and dont give up! its hard at first and painful but if you stick with it and do these few simple steps you will be fine :)bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-69631853143018630102011-11-03T08:17:00.000-07:002011-11-03T08:17:05.482-07:00now 4 monthslike a breath of fresh air! that first night she slept right through the night.. i have not felt this human in well over 3 months and i have a knew excitement for getting up and getting started..<br />
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my new day starts at 7 instead of 5am i get up and feed her and we play and talk and then go for a walk around the block.<br />
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the dishes aren't done. her toys are still on the ground and i don''t really care..<br />
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she can hold her head up on her own<br />
babble and talk and mouth words<br />
she can hold her head up when on her tummy<br />
playing with toys and being interested in <i>EVERYTHING</i><br />
laughing (melting my heart and reduced me to tears the first time i heard it)<br />
all these new achievements make everything else not at all important and i hope that other mother's out there take this precious moment to en-hale the love and appreciation that your baby shows you every day. <br />
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so my only question is... were the hell did this year go?<br />
I almost feel guilty that i didnt spend enough time to just stop and look at her longer or take more photo's because she has grown into this little person over night. yesterday she couldn't roll on her side. today she can! i blinked and she had shuffled herself around i am so so proud to be a mother.<br />
she is an angel and i love her.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">then the morning bath time song:<i style="font-size: small;"> "we wash our tummies, we wash our knee's we wash our toes and cheeks.. we wash with soap until we sparkle and that's how we start the day"</i></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">which brings me to wonder if i am the only crazy mama who sings everything to their bubs. What kind of tunes do you sing? are there any nursery rhymes or sing a longs you trill along to....</span>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-84036098021759161712011-10-22T01:11:00.000-07:002011-10-22T01:11:41.791-07:00gardening is like doing the dishes."no, its not weeds. just mow it anyway." i said to my partner as the rent inspection was the next day and i just wanted it done!<br />
well, now i have silently elected myself to reverse the damage i have inevitably caused from my reckless gardening. For any of you who garden can appreciate how much effort it takes to fill an entire green waste bin with weeds and tree cuttings on your own! i learnt something today: men don't respond to reverse psychology and had to send Negative Nancy away before i seriously put a rake in his hand.<br />
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Just like the dishes, the longer you leave them the worse they get and there is no away around them as both sit scornfully awaiting. As painful as it seems the end product makes it all the more worth while! it's such a satisfying feeling looking back and seeing all the sweat and back breaking work had in fact made such a difference..<br />
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</div><div>i have between 45mins to 2 hours to eat breakfast, shower, do the dishes and what ever else...</div><div><br />
</div><div>lets say she wakes up at 12. </div><div><br />
</div><div>feed her, change her play with her: tummy time and generally keep her happy since she is going through this cling faze and i am not allowed to put her down which is ok by my because there is nothing better than a 3 month baby cuddle. </div><div><br />
</div><div>so by now its about 2 and havent had a chance to do anything really and she will go down for another nap around now. a shorter one but still a nap!</div><div>i have about 45 minutes to scrub the bathroom clean the laundry vacuum the floors tidy the clutter. You can start to understand how fucking hard it can be to keep things together..</div><div><br />
</div><div>by 4.30 im getting ready for our afternoon walk which is around the block and takes about 45mins.</div><div>home by about 5.30 then its shower time then dinner time by 6 and then in bed by 7.</div><div>after that i want to just sit down. but i have to cook dinner as well so the mess is back, hooray i have something to do for tomorrow (as if there is nothing else to do) and its a monday which means the partner has been home and he sleeps in so getting anything done is impossible because i dont want to wake him up. did i mention the 3 week old kitten i found? yeah. its still in nappies.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I love my job, i do. i just wish i had a double who would clean for me while i was playing and feeding the baby. maybe one that didn't try their luck and give me advice?.. i am sure thats a wish many of you mums have out there, especially the single ones. i dont no how you do it!<br />
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</div>bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8430865141614550937.post-50409931283706076092011-10-16T08:17:00.000-07:002011-10-18T04:00:47.207-07:00being mummy..Being a young mum. It is so many different emotions all at the same time.<br />
love, envy, confusion and patients are just a few and as you can see they all contradict themselves entirely.<br />
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Love - it fills every crevice of my body for this beautiful little girl who i made. Who laughs and drools and spews every were. who can't talk but loves nothing more than the sight of your face. Something so rare has become so common in my life and it feels amazing.<br />
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Envy - because i do want to still do the things i did before, even though i know that it's mostly impossible. Having my friends go out and have fun and not be invited. well it sucks who ever you are. Or the girls he looks at but cant stand the sight of me. child birth is a scary scary thing i understand that but it still makes me feel worthless.<br />
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Confusion - Why does this little person love me so much? How can i get so annoyed with sleepless nights, dirty nappies and spewed on clothes when she loves me so much. What makes me such a special mother? What can i do to make her love me forever and to listen to me and be the best mum i can be.<br />
Why can't i lose the baby weight fast enough. What have i done differently? Who have i become. Is this who i really am? is this my purpose in life? why wont he look at me the same? why wont he kiss me like he used to?<br />
Why is this all happening so fast. the list of questions is endless. and i am still in the process of answering them.<br />
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Patients - It is so important to have patients especially with a new born who's only way of communication is crying. Patients to get organised and into some form of routine. Patients for the people around you who want to pick her up at bed time or baby sit or give me advice over and over again. It's a personal trait that would go along way as far as wife or mothering goes.<br />
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I longed to be a mummy and when i found out i was pregnant (at 19) it was the happiest, scariest most exhilarating day of my life. I fell in love with the life inside of me instantly, it was my gift. I new from that day on things would never be the same but i was happy to follow it through and see were life intended this test to walk.<br />
Telling my family was just as horrifying. I have 3 brothers who are older than me who dont have kids yet so you can imagine how i felt. along with a sister who had other things in her life (as if she needed any more stress) Mum well, she has watched me make mistakes over and over and i thought surely she would be disappointed. and my DAD oh god. I'm only 19 I'm his little girl what ever will he think. well i can tell you that he was less than impressed at first but to tell you the truth he turned around and was more compassionate towards me than ever before. I was so surprised at how a new life can bring so much positive change to the world..bgracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03772764659705458036noreply@blogger.com1