Thursaday Thirteen #1

Thirteen Things about Me
My first Thursday Thirteen post so just some mind numbing facts about me




1.I love girly films.
I am a sucker for happily ever after.

2. I am a cat person
and don't like dogs.

3. I am scared of the dark.
I still think things go bump in the night.

4. I don't like monkeys.
I have never found them cute or interesting. I always walk straight past the monkey exhibits at the zoo.

5. I love mint slice biscuits.
I could and have sat down and eaten a whole packet in one sitting

6. I cannot sing.
I sound terrible, even my kids cant stand me singing to them

7. I love the colour green

8.I have 3 tattoos.
A mouse on my ankle, a gecko on my hip and a dragonfly on my shoulder.

9. I don't like deep water, or swimming.
I don't swim at the beach and wont go on a cruise ship.

10. I don't like talking to people on the phone that I don't know.

11. I am not a touchy feely person.
I don't like people invading my personal space.

12. I love to travel and to see new places.

13. I have always wanted to learn a foreign language.
Have tried but don't seem to have a ear for it.








Walking Wounded

Today I am a sooky la la. BIG TIME

Yesterday wasn't a good day, Darian was off work sick with the flu and I had a doctors appoint to get some lesions cut off my shoulder and neck.

I though it would work out OK, it would only be a few stitches and not be too much bother also Darian would be home and would be abele to help with Joel.

As it turns out I was wrong again.

I am in agony. The minor surgery went well. The one in the front of my shoulder didn't hurt that much, but the one on the side of my neck.....holy cow. I nearly went through the roof when the anaesthetic went in.

So yesterday afternoon I was very sore and sorry for myself. The cut on the side of my neck is in  really awkward spot so I cant turn my head, put my arm forward. This means that I am unable to pick up Joel or even hold him to feed him.

So Darian had to do all the feeds, nappies and night duty....with the flu.

Apart from being sick I think has really enjoyed the time that he has spent with Joel.

Today the pain is less but I am still unable to do ANYTHING, which is really starting to P me off.

tomorrow will be better!

Im Doing A Happy Dance....

I am no longer a kitchen bitch......well only a part one now.
Yesterday Mum and George arrived in Perth to say goodbye before heading off to Queensland for a holiday and they always by the Quokka (buy, sell and swap classifies) so I had a quick look to see if they had any portable dishwashers in....and they did.

So I rang to enquire and spoke to a man who said all the things I wanted to hear...
- yes we still have it
-yes it has wheels so you can wheel it around
- yes it connects to the kitchen tap.....

and all for $150

So I said could I come have a look tomorrow.

This morning bright and early we left ALL the kids with Mum and went and had a look at this dishwasher. I didn't want to get my hopes up....

Well it was in excellent condition and better than either Darian or I expected....we bought it and put it in the back of the Ute. But still I hadn't seen it working...if it worked.

Bought it inside, connected it up and hoped for the best...and....

IT WORKS...no leaks, nothing...

insert happy dance here

A Not So Wicked Step Mother....

I am not talking about ME, I am wicked and nasty...

I am talking about Talia's and Eloise's step mother who I am so glateful that she is part of their lives. Every second weekend the girls go to their dads and they spend most of the time with her. Their dad works ALL the time so it is Sue that takes Eloise to her riding lesson, its Sue that takes them to the park and its Sue that took Eloise to her appoint the other day...and of course it will be Sue that will be with them 24/7 over the school holidays.

I think it is every seperated parents nightmare when the other person gets reamarried, the first thing that springs to mind is "what is she going to be like with my kids"is she going to be nice, nasty, jealous. You hear all sorts of horror stories and I am so grateful that we are not part of one.

I can honestly say that i feel comfortable to leave the girls with her, even more so than their dad.

Dyslexic or not...that is the question!

Eloise is turning 8 in about 26 sleeps (not that she is counting or anything) and is in year 2.

She stated her schooling in Victoria which is slightly different to here in W.A. She started prep (pre primary in W.A) in 2006 and started to learn to read and write. She struggled like some kids do....

We moved over here to Western Australia at the end of 2006 and then in 2007 she started year 1, which here in W.A is the start of structured learning. I thought that this would be good for her as it would reiterate all the work she did in prep...so she was basically repeating grade 1. Yet again she struggled with her reading, spelling and comprehension and start to do revision and extra work.

We didn't worry as some kids take longer for reading to "click". However by the end of grade 1 she was still reading at the same level as she was at the start...I was starting to worry.

This year she started grade 2, and at a new school as we moved. At the end of term one I was called in to see the teacher and straight away I knew it was about her reading. We discussed Eloise's problem and the teacher suggested some intensive one on one work at school and extra work at home.

Over the last term she has been improving but still only reads at a beginning grade 1 level. She has problems sounding out words and forgets words that she has only just read and needs to sound them out again.

So her father organised Eloise to be tested for dyslexia as it runs in his family. He step mother took her yesterday for a series of tests at the Irlen Clinic and came home with clear blue plastic sheets to put over her work to see if it helps. We should see an improvement and if so she will be fitted with the same tinted lenses. Though it seems as they were not able to say if she was actually dyslexic or not. Just try this and see if it works.

For Eloise's sake I hope it does as they further along in her schooling she goes the further behind she will fall. Even if this is not the physical solution I am hoping that it may act as a placebo, if she believes it will help her, it will.

So I will update with how she goes with it.

Looking Back.....

I am feeling a little nostalgic today. Due to the new computer and loosing ALL of our bookmarks which include all of the blogs that I regularly read. I have been going back through my blog trying to find them again.

(so if you read this please pop in and post a comment so I can add you back to my bookmarks)

So anyway as I have been going back through my blog which has been going for 3 years I have been having a trip down memory lane.

My life has changed so much in that time, it truly has been a journey inside and out. I first started this blog as a weight loss blog but it has ended up more of a time capsule come public diary. I read back on some of the older posts and hardly recognise that person. I guess this is a good thing as I guess everyone hopes to grow as a person.

So the weight has crept back on, not as much as I thought (big sigh of relief here) and I am lighter now than I was back in 2005. I can't do much about that now as the doctor has not cleared me for exercise yet. But the plan is to get back down to a size 12, so need to loose about 10kg or so....

I moved to Perth and relatively happy about where I live, I love Perth and the house is OK. Not ours, just a rental but hey we have a roof over our heads and come November when we WILL be moving we will find something better suited to our needs and growing family.

I am no longer alone or lonely. I came across this post and since then found a wonderful man, married him and we have added to the family. I never thought it would happen but it did.

Oh and I got to go and will go again to South Africa

So I can honestly say that I am happy and look forward to the next 3 years and what they will bring.

Every day do something that will inch you closer to a better tomorrow.
Doug Firebaugh

Happy Birthday to my Big Sister!

Its my big sister Jenni's birthday today....so huge hugs and kisses to her and I hope she has a wonderful day.

Today I went for my ultrasound but before going i had a bit of a problem to work out....I had a 3 year old and a baby to take with me and only one pusher....what to do....

Take Talia out of school so she could hold Joel for me... I know, more bad parenting on my behalf... and of course my appoint was right in the middle of swimming lessons so she ended up spending the day with us again...

OK so the results of the ultrasound were fine, the radiologist couldn't find any reason for the infection......$175 for nothing.....grrrr

on a good note, The medicine seems to be working for Joel...fingers crossed it keeps up as he seems to be a much happier baby.

And happy baby means happy mummy!

Bad, Bad Mummy......

Not only did I miss Joel rolling over for the first time but I let Talia take the day off school for no REAL reason....

Well there is a reason, she had her 6 week orthodontic appoint late this morning. Now normally I would pull her out of school for the appoint and then she would go back straight after. However this week (and next) the school is having swimming lessons and of course Talia's class go when he appoint is, so as no one could tell me when the class would leave and come back, it was just easier to keep her home for the morning....

So I have been giving Joel is reflux meds and waiting to see if it works, fingers crossed. So being optimistic I put Joel on his tummy on the floor for some tummy time. Now normally he would scream the whole time.....not this time. I was in my room making the bed when Talia came in saying that Joel had rolled over!!!!!!......yeah right so I put him back on his tummy much to his disgust and over he went again!....clever little man.

So off to the Orthodontist we go, and the news is good. She has been doing so well with wearing her plate that she only needs to wear it at night now. The tooth has been pushed back as far as it can (for now) and we will have to wait a few years for Braces.....which i was hoping we wouldn't have to do...we will see how her mouth looks when a few more teeth grow. So she will be wearing the plate nightly for the next 3 months and then its back for another check up....
I need to take another photo to show how much of a difference the plate has made.

So then it was time for Matthews speech appoint, so being a slack mum I took Talia with me instead of taking her back to school....which her class still had not returned back from swimming.
The therapist is pleased with amount that Matthew is speaking now...before he wouldn't say a word to her. This week we are to work on the word "put" and emphasise the "t" at the end as he tends to drop it....

So after speech it was only half hour until school finished (wed is early finish) and there was no point her going back so she stayed with me.....I think she really enjoyed spending the time with me.

6 weeks and ......

Joel is 6 weeks old already....so we went and had our 6 weekly check with the doctor. No stress just the normal....how are you feeling, any probs and the normal yearly girl check up.......

Oh no you have been a naughty girl, you didn't go for your follow up ultrasound and you still have the infection in your uterus.

To bring the point home my doctor even showed me the swab of green pus!.....

So I am back on the mega strong antibiotics and Joel is back off the boob.....we were just getting somewhere with that too....

So I am off Thursday to get that ultrasound done.....promise :)

And to top off the visit I have another melanoma that needs to be cut off my shoulder.

Ok so then it was Joel's turn and as he had been screaming the whole time while I was being seen to the doctor asked if this was normal for him, so I said yes, he hates lying down and wants to be up right and with people.

Well it seems that Joel has reflux and the doctor would like to try medication to see if this helps him......hmmmm never thought of reflux, I mean Eloise had a touch and I just had her bassinet on an angle and that helped.... Joel never vomits, he doesn't smell sicky - the normal tells .......we will try and see what happens...

So on we go with the exam, everything is going good until the Doc notices Joel hairy bum.....and I expain that all my kids including Megs had this as babies......
Well a large tuft of hair at the base of the spine can be a sign of spina bifeda and the doc would like the have him checked.....blood test and ultrasound.
Everything else is fine and we only need to have him checked if we are concerned (hello I already have a child with disabilities) and as the Doc explained even if something was there it would only be mild. Anyway I know nothing about spina bifeda so I guess some research is in order.

So it was just a weight and length to be measured and we were out of there....

Well my porky little lad now weighs 5.5kg and is 57cm long.....not bad considering the feeding dramas we have had over the last 6 weeks....so he had put on 1.2kg and grown 4cm since birth.

But then I look at the above porky little lad and realize that he is only 200gm heavier and 1 cm longer than Matthew was at BIRTH !!!!!......

So off we go to pathology to get Joel a blood test (just a heel prick thankfully).....only to find out that the only place that does babies is in Subiaco!!!.......well that's not going to happen for a while.

So that was our eventful six week check up.....

We almost need a bigger couch....

I took some photos of the kids the other day, I thought I better since all 5 were together, awake, almost happy and sort of willing.

So I quickly took some happy snaps.

The novelty quickly wore off and I managed to get some sort of nice ones with most of the kids looking forward....

Murphy strikes the Taylors

Well the nice rolling thunder turned into crashes that shook the foundations of our house and at 11ish Matthew woke screaming....says she who wrote yesterday that he sleeps through them.

This would have been fine except that Joel had a tummy ache and was a miserable little git....

i put Matthew back to bed, got Joel back dozing and started to close my eyes only to have another big crack hit....the now terrified 3 year old was screaming, down the hall came Talia and Eloise running. I sent them back to bed and sat with Matthew, Joel was grizzling but not screaming the house down yet...

Joel started to arc up and Matthew didn't want me to leave...so I did what any capable mother would do and woke the 10 year old to sleep with the still frightened 3 year old. Poor Talia, all she wanted was a good night sleep as she had a late one the night before.

Ok so I had Matthew now calm and starting to drift off to sleep and now to settle Joel. Ah Murphy you mean man...

well I think Darian took him at 2am for an hour....I think I got about 45 min sleep before being handed back a still grumpy baby....

I eventually got him sleep, not just dozing in my arms at about 5am only to be woken for a feed at 6am....poor little man was so tired that he fed and went straight to sleep...ahhhh I get to lay down only to hear the kids start to bicker.....tired kids and a thundery morning....time to get up.

Ahh the joys of motherhood...here's hoping for a better night tonight