Spoke Too Soon

Isn't it always the way...

No sooner had I finished saying how much of an angel this one was while her sister was at Kinder, than she turned into the devil incarnate...

Pick up that lip...before you trip over it.

We have had screaming, squealing, tantrums, defiance, the removal of poo nappies, the throwing of food, the destruction of my sewing room, the refusal to get dressed, the refusal to do anything mum asks her to, crying, crying, crying, more squealing (mostly at her sister).

Life is just too tough for one little 2 year old at the moment. Big changes...but she has been given far too much freedom and not enough discipline.

Life is tough for mumma too, but we just take one day at a time and enjoy the good moments that we do get.

Because before I know it they will be all grown up. 



Who's That Girl

Who is this quite well behaved little girl????

This is a new incarnation of the 2 year old Pixie that I haven't really witnessed previously.

I'm sure you can guess the reason for this!!

This is the little girl I have while her big sister is at Kinder...of course.

She's pleasant (most of the time) and quiet and loving.

Here she is giving her baby doll a booby feed followed of course by a burp...adorable, and a perfect case of modelling her mama (not too sure about her positioning...that's not where my boobs are!!!) .

I have been getting the little Pixie more opportunities to get involved in tasks that I am undertaking as well...here she is helping me prepare the corn for dinner. It takes a little longer but it's so worth it for the smiles and satisfaction and pride that I can see in her.



It's tough on her having a new baby brother. It's so nice to spend some one on one time with her when I can.

Of course as soon as her sister comes home from Kinder the pleasant nature tends to disappear...and the squealing and arguing returns.

The big Pixie is loving Kinder

Here she is enjoying a special treat after a long day at Kinder...5 hours away from mum is a lot for this 4 year old!!

My big little man...he's 10 pound 5oz at 4 weeks old. Huge shock to the system!! He's growing so fast.
Miss C was the same weight at 8 weeks. He's reached that age where he is more difficult to get off the sleep and likes to cry just for the hell of it...usually just after the girls have gone to bed and I am looking forward to some peace and quiet. Oh well!! It will pass all too quickly.

 

It's so nice to be able to do a little post...without a baby on me.

He is in bed...asleep!!

It sure beats doing the housework...

A Little Sleepy Boy Photo Shoot

It is incredibly difficult to get nice photos of your own newborn...which is why we had a shoot with the lovely Celeste last week.

However, I couldn't resist having a little photo shoot of my own...at 17 days old and with a 4 year old and a 2 year old hanging around it was all false starts and interruptions.

I ended up feeding him to sleep on the blanket I wanted to take photos on...I wish he was nudie, but that was just way too big of an ask. It's not his favourite pastime, hanging out in the breeze!!

These are just a few of what I got...

  Isn't he just divine...

look at that blonde hair...

I am hoping to do more of these mini sessions with him...

I know it's ambitious but I would also like to get some photos of him with his sisters.

They are so out of control at the moment...they make my hair stand on end and my teeth clench with their noise...like fingernails down a chalkboard.

Not so little

Little Man

at 2 weeks my Velcro boy is 4.1kg (that's 9 pound)

he has also grown 3cm in length...

I shouldn't be surprised really...he is an eating machine

Recovering well from the mastitis...remembering how difficult it is to do a post with a sleeping baby on me...one handed typing slows things down.

These eyes make me so sad...

my smiley girl has gone, to be replaced with a tantrum throwing, often crying, sad 2 year old.

I wish I could give her more time...more cuddles

I wish I could make her understand that I still love her.

I wish things didn't have to change.

This big girl...

 is starting 4 year old Kinder tomorrow 

She is so excited...I'm excited for her.

I'm not so excited about the prospect of early starts...I haven't been out of bed and dressed by 8:45 in a while now. We will adjust...

New and interesting times ahead.

The Agony...

I am currently suffering through a bout of mastitis.

It came as a huge shock to the system having never suffered it before.

I thought I had just done too much housework, leading to aching joints and a huge headache. Then I took my temperature...38.5C is not good.

So I've been to the hospital and had some IV antibiotics and my temp has broken at last.

I suffered through an atrociously hot night with a temp of 39C laying in a pool of perspiration, alternating with the chills.

So I was hoping to take a photo a day of my new little man...but the mastitis has thrown a spanner in the works. I've been barely able to function for 2 days let alone take photos. Shame really...he's growing and changing so quickly already.

Little Miss C has her nose totally out of joint with the arrival of Mr D...she only slept from 8pm til midnight on Sunday night! She spent the rest of the night wandering in and out of our room, she curled up at my feet and slept for 45 minutes, had a huge tantrum and then eventually sat in the lounge and watched tv. She managed to keep going all day with only a half hour sleep on my dads lap in the afternoon. She always has been a wakeful child...but this was just too much.

So it isn't the newborn that is causing us lack of sleep...it's the 2 year old miss.

Because I can't post without a photo.

These were taken a week before DS was born...a special treat for the girls (and me of course)...icecream with cookie dough...YUM