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So much to do
We leave for Melbourne on Tuesday and there seems to be so much to do before we go. Actually, we only have a to do list of 4 things, but when you have a newborn, even finding 15 minutes to clean the kitchen is a challenge! I really didn’t understand that before – how new parents don’t even have 2 minutes spare to answer a text. I mean, come on! It’s 2 minutes! But really, it’s thinking about it at the right time, knowing where your phone is, remembering who it is you’re supposed to be texting, and then hearing the baby cry, changing a nappy, doing a feed, settling him again and finding something else you’ve neglected, completely forgetting about that damn text you were going to send 2 hours earlier!! Ha ha. I’m not even kidding…
So we’re just going with it at the moment; embracing the fact that Chance has no routine and that no 2 days are the same. We’re super excited about catching up with friends and family in Melbourne, and then I’m conducting a wedding for friends tomorrow week, then we’ll be on the plane Monday to Brisbane!!! And then I’m just going to collapse in a heap 🙂 Crazy to think that we were going through the same thing this time last year, without the baby. And that was busy enough!
Anyway, here’s another photo to keep you all in suspense….
Movember
My boys
My life is a cliche
I’ve started writing this post half a dozen times and it never seems quite right, so I’m just going to dive in and see what eventuates. In case you missed the news, I gave birth to a little baby boy, Chance Harry, 10 days ago, and ever since then, I’ve just been living in cliche world. I don’t know why, but I thought I’d be the exception to many of the “rules” of parenting in the early days. But no. I’m just like everyone else. Let me give you some examples of the thoughts and feelings that have been going on inside my head:
– I’ve used the term “they don’t call it labour for nothing you know” more than once. So cliche.
– I was told on day one to expect the “three day blues” on day three and, still being pumped up on adrenaline and hormones, I was all like “naaaaah, that won’t happen to me! Look at me! I’m fine! I love being a Mum. How could I possibly get the blues??” Almost to the hour, the three day blues struck me down and I’ve been crying on and off every couple of days since. Fun! And so cliche.
– For the first 2 days after we got home, I had to check on Chance every 2 minutes. My friend sent me an email (you know who you are) saying he bets that’s what I’d be doing and he was right. Dammit!!! And how did he know? Cos that’s what every new parent does. So cliche.
– I think I have the cutest, most beautiful baby in the world and I can lose an hour just watching him sleep. So cliche.
– The house looks like a bomb hit it. I don’t know why, but I thought I’d avoid a lot of the chaos of bringing a new baby home. Gosh I was really and truly kidding myself on that one. So cliche.
– I’m convinced that Chance smiles at us and that he’s not simply passing wind. So cliche.
So there you have it. I finally understand what parents mean when they say “it’s different when it’s your own kid.” I used to feel sorry for mums who had to duck out to change their baby’s nappy or breastfeed or console their crying baby, but now I get it. It’s not a chore – it’s an absolute honour. Now I get it – your priorities do change. Now I get it – Hubs and I are just loving being parents and everything that comes with it. I know it’s early days, and we have already had a couple of really rough nights, but all I need to do is look into our baby’s eyes and know how blessed we are, and know that no matter what, everything will be okay cos we are a part of an amazing family.
So cliche. And loving it.
Its a boy! (guest post by hubs)
Just a short note to send some pics, mum and bub doing great!
A puzzling thing
I bought a puzzle for Mum a while ago that I thought we could do together when she was down here in July. Obviously we were too busy buying furniture and playing house to do the puzzle, so I whipped it out a couple of weeks ago and the 4 of us got to work on it. I had fun sorting out all the side pieces from the guts – the corners are especially fun to find, aren’t they!? Then I put the frame together. I may or may not have lost a bit of interest for a while after that…
And this is where Hubs and Mum’s enthusiasm kicked in! They really got stuck into it. This is, of course, after Dad and I “sorted” the pieces by colour! 🙂 (That’s our story and we’re sticking to it!!) Can you see what it is slowly becoming?*
Keeping occupied
So while we play the waiting game, Mum and Dad and I have been getting out and about (while poor poor Hubs is stuck doing work – make sure you give him lots of sympathy for his very very hard life! I love you honey!! 🙂 We headed out to Mt Beauty and Bright on Saturday and had a lovely time visiting wineries and breweries. Oh yes, those lemon, lime and bitters sure were something else! Obviously I let Dad do the beer tasting (okay okay, I had a couple of little sips) and Mum partook in a glass of wine. It was nice being out and about, and they even took me on a few bumpy roads to try and “start things off”. Alas, to no avail.
Movember – Week 3
The mo and chops are still growing strong – I could get used to this! (or not…) Thanks for the sponsorship!
Self portraits, belly shots, and new hair
I decided to get my hair done last week, since I won’t have a lot of free time once Littlefoot joins us in the outside world. I haven’t dyed my hair in almost 18 months, and was in need of a bit of a cut, so I got the works done. And I feel like a million bucks! I found a great hairdresser who uses natural hair dyes with no amonia, and who did exactly what I asked for and didn’t charge an absolute fortune – they are just so hard to find! I’ll certainly be going back to her (eventually). I think it’s hilarious that It’s only taken me 30 years (okay, 15 years of actually trying) to find a hair style that I really like and that I know pretty much exactly what to ask for when I walk into a hair salon. Getting the hairdresser to actually do what you ask for is another thing, so that’s why I was so excited about this one!
I also decided to try my hand at some self-portrait belly shots – this is harder than it looks! I got a couple of okay ones, but would like to practice the whole self-portrait thing a bit more and learn how to frame a bit better. Oh, and a nice mirror would actually help I’m sure. The first 2 are my attempts. The next 2 are the belly shots Hubs took of me just before we went out to dinner with Mum and Dad at Rinaldo’s (delish!!) last week.