Since Hubs broke his pisiform he hasn’t been able to do up his shirt and vesto buttons. Quinn has volunteered for this job each morning and it’s the cutest damn thing.
Category: Happiness
Dadda Darby snuggles
Baby bumps
Tomorrow I hit 37 weeks pregnant which according to whomever makes the rules, puts me at full term. Unless the rules have changed and no one told me. But whatever. If this baby arrives before 41 weeks it’ll be a miracle. I’m here today to share some photos of me around the same stage with my previous babies.
This is me at 32 (ish?) weeks with Chance and here is the blog post it is from
And 37 weeks with Chance (Sian – it’s our favourite maternity top/dress!!!)
And this is 38 weeks with Quinny (and blog post). Yes, that’s a 2-year-old Chance, not Darby! I don’t have a lot of belly shots of Quinn as we were between houses for a month and I had other things on my mind!
And this is 37ish weeks with Darby with related blog post
And 4 days overdue with Darby, on our 7th wedding anniversary. I’m spewing that I got rid of this dress (it has pockets!) and the one above, when I “decided” that I was stopping at three kids! When will I learn, seriously!
So that’s a nice little comparison with where I’m at right now. Which is here:
Not long now little one x
Happy Easter Matey
Kate and the boys left today but not before our annual Easter Egg and Lego hunt.
And my mum gave the kids pirate hats and cutlasses which they couldn’t get enough of!
My pirate fairy
A well-placed empty rum bottle
It has been a lovely week with my lovely friend Kate and her boys staying with us. She does the washing and I do the cooking and the kids have a great time together. A great Easter tradition!
Happy Easter all!
Two hours
From blah to goddess.
Remember this pedi I had in Sydney? This is what it looked like five weeks later, aka yesterday.
Now I don’t know what the heck was is in shellac they used but damn it lasted well. What didn’t last was the smooth supple feet, so when my dear friend Sarah gave me a voucher for some pre-baby pampering I knew a spa pedi was on top of my list. Oh joy of joys I feel like such a queen after a good pedi a gorgeous colour.
Not to mention a desperately needed eyebrow wax. Thanks a million Sarah. I honestly feel like a million bucks.
11 things on the 11th
As promised.
“From then to now” – 11 things from our childhood that we are introducing our kids to.
1. Nicknames – my Dad used to call me buggalugs and this is what we call the kids. As well as luggabugs.
2. Spot books – they were some of my favourite books growing up and the kids love them.
3. Thunderbirds – this is a recent addition and I can’t believe how much the kids love the show! I look at it and think “so dodgy” but they are really getting into it.
4. Dr Seuss – Hubs grew up with Fox in Sox and all those amazing stories. Me not so much, so I’m enjoying them for the first time now! And just quietly, Hubs reading Fox in Sox is something to behold.
5. Disney movies – we make sure the kids are getting a taste for the oldies and goodies as well as the latest and greatest. Fun for the whole family!
6. Holding hands – Dad used to hold my hand and gently squish my knuckles. I find myself doing that with the kids as we cross the road.
7. Star wars – a timeless classic.
8. Lego – as much for us as it is for them, let’s be honest here.
9. Music – I grew up listening to Pink Floyd and Cyndi Lauper. My kids listen to Bruno Mars and Taylor Swift. And Pink Floyd and Cyndi Lauper. And Adele and OK Go. There’s not a lot of Wiggles being played around here I can tell you.
10. Tonka – We are always on the lookout for genuine metal Tonka trucks, not the plastic ones they are slowly being replaced with. They really are built tough.
11. Food – I love making pierogi for my kids and watching them devour it. And we are definitely a BBQ family which is a wonderful tradition to continue.
So there it is guys. A day late but a bonus item to make up for it. In other news, I haven’t missed a day of blogging this year yet! There have been a few close calls but I’m still here, 101 days in. See you tomorrow ?
The Fart Festival
Okay so obviously that’s not the actual name of where we went today, but it’s what Hubs affectionately called Emu Park’s “Festival of the Winds”. There were kites galore!
Apparently it wasn’t “windy enough” for the really big kites.
But the kids didn’t seem to mind.
Yes my kids are adorable in their “town hats”. Watching the kites was just lovely. Being with my family and enjoying the kids excitement makes my heart burst.
But.
I was a bit hesitant about going along to the festival, and when we arrived I knew the reason. Well, the three reasons: expensive rides, rubbish toys, and overpriced food. And my kids wanted it all. It’s not that Hubs and I don’t like having fun, it’s that we’ve forgotten how to.
No wait, that’s not right.
It’s that our idea of fun doesn’t necessarily match up with what our kids think is fun. Fighting crowds to buy tickets to go on dodgem cars? Um no thanks. Spending $5 on a single duck game where all the toys you can win are complete crap? No again from me! All Quinn wanted to do was get her face painted, have a slushie cup and get a whirly-wind toy. I could get behind those things. And Chance wanted a toy of some description, a slushie cup and a ride. And I could get behind two of those things.
Hubs and I had a discussion and decided that he would stay with Darby and watch the kites on the beach while I took the older two back into the mosh pit.
We found the toys (with a bit of drama), bought the slushie cups, but we couldn’t for the life of us find the face painting stall. And I had decided there was no way I was lining up for ride tickets. So of course the kids were disappointed!
I don’t know. I think ever since we moved away from city life I just hate crowds so much! And I feel like no matter what we get the kids, there will always be something else they want as well. It’s just a constant negotiation that I don’t feel is worthwhile.
Perhaps when they are older and have their own money to spend on whatever they like, it will be easier. But I guess that creates a bunch of challenges in itself.
Look the day was fine, there were actually no tears, and at least the kids were happy with their toys.
But.
Give me a nice shady creek for the kids to play in, a packed lunch, a drink or two, and a few other families around and I’ll show you my idea of a great family day out.
Happy 99th Nanna
Today was a good day
A fairly good night sleep last night;
Beautiful weather;
Hubs was around for a few hours during the day;
Happy kids who were lovely to each other and shared and cared and didn’t fight;
Me with a bucket load of patience;
Good yummy food that we all enjoyed together;
A clean house;
A mowed lawn;
A calm story time;
Absolutely no fuss at 7:30pm bedtime;
All asleep before 8 and looking like angels;
Dinner and TV show with Hubs to cap it off.
It was just a good day. Nothing extraordinary or mind-blowing. Just content kids and lots of family time. I’m hoping this has filled my tank up for tomorrow as Hubs has a long day coming up!
A High Tea
These ladies. Honestly. How did I ever get so lucky?
A couple of months ago my friend (far right) said to me “so what are we going to do for your baby shower?” And I was like “ummm my what now?”
I mean it’s the fourth child. I’m lucky if people a) know I’m pregnant b) remember I’m pregnant and c) really care either way! So when she asked the question and insisted an event take place I was really quite chuffed. And I may have leaked a bit out of my eyes. These girls really are the sweetest damn things.
We decided on Delizie for Sunday afternoon high tea and just invited a few people. Mum and I came here about 18 months ago and it was so memorable then. And it certainly impressed again today.
I had a light brekky and only a coffee for lunch in anticipation. Oh the food!
So much deliciousness.
Such lovely company and beautiful atmosphere and some very thoughtful gifts which were even more unexpected! And it took quite a lot of organising with the three kids at three different places as Hubs was working so thank you to everyone who helped out with that.
The only thing left now is to have this baby! 35 weeks and counting.