E=MC2?
Basically as things reach the speed of light, things get very wierd, they get denser, but also get bigger, and the passing of time changes too. Very weird, if anything totally impossible is happening, then you are probably reaching the speed of light.
I think this is what life is all about actually.
As a friend pointed out something about sticky hands... if you have just got dressed in nice clean clothes, and are in a big hurry to get out the door, and have somewhere very important to go, the sticky hands of your child move faster too, but they also get bigger, and more dense too (ie. stickier!) and the mess made by the sticky hands on your clothes also gets bigger as you reach the speed of leaving the house!
If none of this makes any sense to you, good, cos it makes no sense to me either, and I WROTE it!
The joys of sleep deprivation again... not so much deprivation, more the severe lack of a good night's sleep.
Darlin' Boy is finally better, so no more spews, and no more (squelchy) poos. Very good news for all concerned, he lost a Kilo, and I was starting to feel too many ribs. Finally he's starting to eat properly again, and is getting back into something that vaugely resembles a routine, so all will be well for our trip north. I found the best trick was putting him on lactose free milk... a life saver I think. I had heard from various rescources that it is common to get a mild lactose intolerance after gastroenteritis. Currently we are at 50/50 strenth (lactose free/regular), and aim to finish up the last litre either today or tomorrow.
Yes, I'm way too tired to try and be witty!
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Monday, August 23, 2004
Just when you think it's safe to go back in the water...
He goes and spews up AGAIN!
We are now onto our SIXTH day (if you count wed night as the first day) of throwing up. It's not like when he was a bub and would posset all over the place without even realising what was going on (as Sweetheart had the NERVE to suggest... "Maybe it's just reflux?") this spewing business really is distressing, especially for a toddler who doesn't understand.
It is also distressing to me, as we have now passed the dreaded lurgy onto another innocent victim... although if the two of them insist on swapping drink bottles/dummies/food so not sure just how innocent they are! And we may have exposed more to it, so they have been warned.
Plus we are now going to miss playgroup again, I think we'll just have to give that one up for good... we'll start afresh somewhere else I think.
So I'm now hoping that all sickly parties involved are better in time for our visit to the indoor playcentre on Thursday, so they can then all catch something else off another child there! Ah the joys of developing an immune system!
We are now onto our SIXTH day (if you count wed night as the first day) of throwing up. It's not like when he was a bub and would posset all over the place without even realising what was going on (as Sweetheart had the NERVE to suggest... "Maybe it's just reflux?") this spewing business really is distressing, especially for a toddler who doesn't understand.
It is also distressing to me, as we have now passed the dreaded lurgy onto another innocent victim... although if the two of them insist on swapping drink bottles/dummies/food so not sure just how innocent they are! And we may have exposed more to it, so they have been warned.
Plus we are now going to miss playgroup again, I think we'll just have to give that one up for good... we'll start afresh somewhere else I think.
So I'm now hoping that all sickly parties involved are better in time for our visit to the indoor playcentre on Thursday, so they can then all catch something else off another child there! Ah the joys of developing an immune system!
Saturday, August 21, 2004
I do have an excuse for not posting!
I suppose this is what they mean when they say it seems like your kids are always sick... they are ALWAYS sick.
Darlin' Boy has had the dreaded Viral Gastroenteritis... vomiting, fever, diarrhea... for the last three days, and every day, just when we think he is on the mend and can get back to some degree of normality... it all get THROWN back at us... literally!!
I really don't knwo how the last three days have gone by. It has been a big blur of hospital visits (well, only one) electrolyte solution, spewcovered sheets and clothes, infant paracetamol, broken sleep, yuck yuck yucky nappies, and infrared ear thermometers.
Of course the good bits are that Darlin' Boy is feeling so under the weather, andso very sleepy from lack of decent food that he has turned into a lovely little newborn again (with frequency of spew to match) he really is a little Darlin' yesterday he spent an hour or so ASLEEP in my arms, and he has just been waking for a 'feed' and then pretty much going straight back to sleep.
That said, he has just woken up, and is screaming with all the gusto of a healthy 15 month old... so on that note... I shall finish!
Darlin' Boy has had the dreaded Viral Gastroenteritis... vomiting, fever, diarrhea... for the last three days, and every day, just when we think he is on the mend and can get back to some degree of normality... it all get THROWN back at us... literally!!
I really don't knwo how the last three days have gone by. It has been a big blur of hospital visits (well, only one) electrolyte solution, spewcovered sheets and clothes, infant paracetamol, broken sleep, yuck yuck yucky nappies, and infrared ear thermometers.
Of course the good bits are that Darlin' Boy is feeling so under the weather, andso very sleepy from lack of decent food that he has turned into a lovely little newborn again (with frequency of spew to match) he really is a little Darlin' yesterday he spent an hour or so ASLEEP in my arms, and he has just been waking for a 'feed' and then pretty much going straight back to sleep.
That said, he has just woken up, and is screaming with all the gusto of a healthy 15 month old... so on that note... I shall finish!
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Yes... I definitely AM pregnant...
It is 100% official, that I am pregnant, and there IS a bubby.
I had a ultrasound yesterday (after some spotting and cramping), and we got a piccy of little Bubinski, and I saw that even littler heart beating away.
It still hasn't helped with the not feeling pregnant thing. I still feel really strange about the whole thing, I guess once we start breaking the news to family it will be more real, and once my tummy starts poking out.
I still haven't made my booking in appointment, that's how slack I have been with this whole thing. Plus now we have bought the second car seat, we have everything we will need to buy, so there will be no shopping for baby clothes or any of the stuff that I did last time. I'm not even buying any pregnancy magazines, and haven't got the old ones out much either.
Also, the whole thing is just so routine... there's no 'unknown'... I know all the tests they do, I know what the clinic is like, I know the routine of the ultrasound, there's nothing new and exciting about it...
Lucky we have decided not to find out Bubinski's sex at the 18-20 weeks scan! Otherwise all hope would be lost! I could just imagine, I give birth and say, "Oh no I don't want it, cos I've been there before, it's all boring now." Hmm, not good, not good at all!
OK, so looking at all that, here is my plan of attack to get myself all excited about the pregnancy...
I MUST make my booking in appointment at the hospital
I MUST go out and buy a pregnancy magazine
I MUST put the ultrasound picture up on the fridge so I can look at it, and must scan in to the puter so I can post it all over the net!
I MUST go out and buy one cute little item for the new baby, and keep it by the bed
I MUST start planning our engagement party (for the purpose of bean spilling!)
I MUST buy a Father's day card from Morgan and Baby brother/sister to grandad
I also have to get packing for our visit up to townsville to see my parents. I am so excited about it, I get to tell Dad about the baby, plus I get to see my Aunt I haven't seen for 15 years, and on top of all that I just know that Nanny and Grandad will love their Morgan! And (this is the selfish bit for me...) I get to go somewhere warm!
Hopefully I'll get something blogged about the progress on the excitement factor before we leave, we'll be leaving in two weeks!
I had a ultrasound yesterday (after some spotting and cramping), and we got a piccy of little Bubinski, and I saw that even littler heart beating away.
It still hasn't helped with the not feeling pregnant thing. I still feel really strange about the whole thing, I guess once we start breaking the news to family it will be more real, and once my tummy starts poking out.
I still haven't made my booking in appointment, that's how slack I have been with this whole thing. Plus now we have bought the second car seat, we have everything we will need to buy, so there will be no shopping for baby clothes or any of the stuff that I did last time. I'm not even buying any pregnancy magazines, and haven't got the old ones out much either.
Also, the whole thing is just so routine... there's no 'unknown'... I know all the tests they do, I know what the clinic is like, I know the routine of the ultrasound, there's nothing new and exciting about it...
Lucky we have decided not to find out Bubinski's sex at the 18-20 weeks scan! Otherwise all hope would be lost! I could just imagine, I give birth and say, "Oh no I don't want it, cos I've been there before, it's all boring now." Hmm, not good, not good at all!
OK, so looking at all that, here is my plan of attack to get myself all excited about the pregnancy...
I MUST make my booking in appointment at the hospital
I MUST go out and buy a pregnancy magazine
I MUST put the ultrasound picture up on the fridge so I can look at it, and must scan in to the puter so I can post it all over the net!
I MUST go out and buy one cute little item for the new baby, and keep it by the bed
I MUST start planning our engagement party (for the purpose of bean spilling!)
I MUST buy a Father's day card from Morgan and Baby brother/sister to grandad
I also have to get packing for our visit up to townsville to see my parents. I am so excited about it, I get to tell Dad about the baby, plus I get to see my Aunt I haven't seen for 15 years, and on top of all that I just know that Nanny and Grandad will love their Morgan! And (this is the selfish bit for me...) I get to go somewhere warm!
Hopefully I'll get something blogged about the progress on the excitement factor before we leave, we'll be leaving in two weeks!
Friday, August 13, 2004
Preggo boobs!
Well, I'm finally starting to 'feel' pregnant, or at least getting some clues that I really am.
I can finally fill up my old maternity bras! Might be time to buy a couple of nice new ones.
The only problem is that I have a blocked duct... so very uncomfortable, adn quite painful if Darlin' Boy hasn't fed for a while, which is most of the time as he only has two feeds in a 24 hour period.
I've been having difficulty sleeping... it's OK getting to sleep to begin with, after all, I am so tired in the evenings I often need help getting to bed! the problem is if Darlin' Boy wakes up early hours... I then end up tossing and turning for what seems like hours trying to get back to sleep. Earplugs help, but it means I can't hear Darlin' Boy wake in the morning. That leads to a very grumpy little boy!
As he is grumping now, I shall leave on that note, and hope I don't need to call out a plumber for that duct!
I can finally fill up my old maternity bras! Might be time to buy a couple of nice new ones.
The only problem is that I have a blocked duct... so very uncomfortable, adn quite painful if Darlin' Boy hasn't fed for a while, which is most of the time as he only has two feeds in a 24 hour period.
I've been having difficulty sleeping... it's OK getting to sleep to begin with, after all, I am so tired in the evenings I often need help getting to bed! the problem is if Darlin' Boy wakes up early hours... I then end up tossing and turning for what seems like hours trying to get back to sleep. Earplugs help, but it means I can't hear Darlin' Boy wake in the morning. That leads to a very grumpy little boy!
As he is grumping now, I shall leave on that note, and hope I don't need to call out a plumber for that duct!
Monday, August 09, 2004
One of THOSE days...
Do you ever have one of those days when nothing you do seems to be right. Everything is taken the wrong way, or taken out of context, and honestly you just can't be bothered putting up with any of it?
Well that was one of those days today. Probably the fault of the non-emotiveness of the typed word, where you just can't put in that tone of voice that means you're making a harmless humourous comment, and NOT criticising someone on purpose.
The result is that a couple of things I said were taken completely the wrong way, and well, I couldn't be bothered putting up with being criticised for other people taking things the wrong way, and so I left a group that I have been a member of for a week shy of a WHOLE year!
It's been on the cards for a while, I have made my friends, and they know what I'm about, and understand that that is me, and that I never take things too seriously. My tongue is nearly always lodged in my cheek!
So here's to new beginnings, as luck would have it I joined another group yesterday, maybe I knew something was about to be 'afoot'.
So thankyou to that group for helping me find myself, and find a great buddy who totally understands me 100%, and the few other people I have met and will hopefully remain friends with in real life. There is more to the world than cyberspace.
Well that was one of those days today. Probably the fault of the non-emotiveness of the typed word, where you just can't put in that tone of voice that means you're making a harmless humourous comment, and NOT criticising someone on purpose.
The result is that a couple of things I said were taken completely the wrong way, and well, I couldn't be bothered putting up with being criticised for other people taking things the wrong way, and so I left a group that I have been a member of for a week shy of a WHOLE year!
It's been on the cards for a while, I have made my friends, and they know what I'm about, and understand that that is me, and that I never take things too seriously. My tongue is nearly always lodged in my cheek!
So here's to new beginnings, as luck would have it I joined another group yesterday, maybe I knew something was about to be 'afoot'.
So thankyou to that group for helping me find myself, and find a great buddy who totally understands me 100%, and the few other people I have met and will hopefully remain friends with in real life. There is more to the world than cyberspace.
Saturday, August 07, 2004
Poo and Spew!
What a week it has been!
It turns out the morning sickness wasn't morning sickness, just a one off vomiting/diarrhea bug of some sort. It made it through the whole household in one form or another:
Monday: Darlin' Boy Spew (morn)
Tuesday: Darlin' Boy Spew (morn)
Wednesday: Me Spew (arvo)
Thursday: Darlin' Boy Poo (morn & arvo)
Friday: Sweetheart Poo (morn), then Spew (arvo)
One word:
YUCK!
I am so glad I shined the toilet on wednesday morning! Thankyou Flylady!
It turns out the morning sickness wasn't morning sickness, just a one off vomiting/diarrhea bug of some sort. It made it through the whole household in one form or another:
Monday: Darlin' Boy Spew (morn)
Tuesday: Darlin' Boy Spew (morn)
Wednesday: Me Spew (arvo)
Thursday: Darlin' Boy Poo (morn & arvo)
Friday: Sweetheart Poo (morn), then Spew (arvo)
One word:
YUCK!
I am so glad I shined the toilet on wednesday morning! Thankyou Flylady!
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