Bad Blogger

This blog has been so neglected in the past 8 months or, and not necessarily because I don't have anything to share, but just because other things have been taking my time...like naps and housework avoidance...which is where I sit down and look at everything that needs to be done and then don't do it.

I have been counting down to different things since May...Metallica concert, C's 2nd Birthday, Christmas, I think it is all serious denial about baby number 3 arriving.

Two weekends ago we were struck down by the dreaded gastro...S had it Saturday night, this is her on Sunday afternoon catching up on some much needed sleep...if only this would happen more often (NOT the gastro, of course...the nap). Then Mr Pixies was up ALL night Sunday and C started throwing up early Monday morning. I managed to avoid the worst of it, although I spent a good 3 hours at the hospital hooked up to CTG machine after vomiting and having abdo pain. Baby is fine...Mummy may have been a little hungry after avoiding food in the fear that it would inevitably be coming up again. Feel a bit silly really.

So thankful that it didn't strike this weekend...We have been waiting 6 months to see Metallica in concert. Being 32 weeks pregnant certainly wasn't going to stop me from going...gastro and early labour may well have though.

We were lucky enough to get tickets to Metallicas final show on their 2 and a half year Death Magnetic tour. Our hotel was only a 10 minute walk from the venue and the weather was perfect. Sadly it was no SLR cameras in the venue...but below are a couple of shots from our balcony, on the 9th floor.

I stood for just over 2 hours (with my shoes off)...we were way up in the stands but we still had a fantastic view and the sound was amazing...could have done without the 2 support acts....definitely not my cup of tea (Baroness sludge metal followed by Lamb of God groove metal, neither of which I could understand a word of).  James promised that it wouldn't be their last concert ever...so I live in hope that I will see them again (as a non pregnant 40 something) the baby slept through most of the concert, only waking up for the last half hour and the walk back to the hotel, turning some very painful somersaults that stopped me in my tracks at times. 

The two pixies spent the night at their Gran and Grumbles...first sleepover since last December. All went well with them.

Now begins the countdown to this ones 2nd birthday...in 15 days. I have nothing organised, no birthday presents bought or made. Better get my butt into gear.

Same goes for Christmas...I am starting to get very nervous with the appearance of Christmas decorations.

Just a little update of our goings on...hopefully I will blog again before this baby is due...8 weeks and counting.



At Last...

I have achieved something...

I have had a serious case of the "can't be bothered's" for the past few weeks.

I am feeling fat and heavy and oh so tired. On top of that I have had a cold for 2 weeks. Feeling bleugh!!

So it was nice to actually finish something on my "to do" list.

Granted, finishing this Warhol dress (using a tutorial from Made) has barely made even a 1% dent in what I need to get done in the next few weeks...but it was fun and it looks cute on Miss C. I did use the small size, for a 6 to 12 month old...eek!! will this kid ever grow (as you can see, it is a little tight around the arm). She will be 2 in a few short weeks.

Anyway, the to do list just keeps on growing and growing. It includes cleaning, gardening, sewing, renovating, rearranging furniture, painting furniture, photo shoots...It's just overwhelming.

Where is the nesting instinct? All I want to do is lay down and have a nice long sleep.

Enough complaining...I just need to get into gear for the next 10 weeks and prepare for arrival of our sweet bub, who I'm sure would prefer to enter a household of relative calm rather than chaos (which is where we are about now).

So, here's to achievements...may there be many in the next few weeks!!

Little Punks

I've been feeling a little stressed out and down lately, for reasons I don't want to go into here...Lets just say it hasn't been all sunshine and roses around these parts lately.

At least these little punks can make me smile.

For my angel...It has been 3 years and you remain ever present in my thoughts.

Over and Over and Over again

How many times can one watch Madagascar the movie??? end to end to end for two days apparently. 

We bought this to appease the 4 year old on a recent day trip and I don't believe it has had much of a break from the DVD player since.

Granted she doesn't sit in front of it the whole time it is playing (because that would make me a TERRIBLE mother!!!), but she leaves it going and then comes back to it and wants to start it all over again.

The thing is...I set up the little TV in my sewing room for the pixies when the first AFL Grand Final was on in the hope that I would get to watch it in peace and quiet...it sort of worked.

However, I now feel like I have lost my sewing room to 2 small destructive wonders...I need to check constantly to make sure they aren't stabbing each other with pins or unrolling all of my heat n bond and freezer paper, or tipping water on the floor. Which is precisely what they are doing now!! grrr.

Solution?? Bigger house! Unfortunately there's the little problem of lack of funds. So we manage.

Only 13 or so weeks now until four will become five.

The bathroom will be renovated and the laundry and toilet replastered...and the garden resurrected...because I want to move in about 2 or 3 years.

Dreaming.....