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I guess I've not blogged in a while. The last two months or so have been a tad hectic, what with the unexpected-early-by-almost-8-weeks arrival of the newest addition to our brady bunch-ish brood... the 2kg+... who just hit 3kg, woot!... Alana. Yippee, a girl! If I hadn't just given birth I would have jumped off the bed and given a Tom Cruise on Oprah style woot. You know, the whole jumping up and punching the air "I'm so in love" crap. Only not the love crap, the baby girl crap. So it would have been more like... *jumps up, punches air, and says Yes! No penis!* Imo, the male appendage is way over-rated.
Where was I? Got carried away rambling... shock.
Yes, the baby. Alana. Born. 4 weeks ago last Friday. Damn, we should have had a birthday party for her. Cake, balloons... Noah would have loved it. A monthday party, no a firstmonthday party... or something like that.
Speaking of Noah - he's playing the role of big brother quite well so far. No jealousy really. He's very loving and caring towards the bebe. He's a little TOO interested if you get my point. Constantly wants to hug her, tries to pick her up, tries to give her toys, his bottle, wants to share her dummy... and so on. He even tries to run his toy trains and cars and stuff over her as if she were a train track! Oh and he likes to "help" by pushing her swing faster. "Help". Hmm. But yeah, we don't need a baby monitor cos he hears even the slightest noise she makes and goes off running in the direction of her cot. He's like our little alarm system lol.
Older kids are good too. They were a godsend on the morning that I went into labour and my waters started leaking, like, everywhere, and I kept telling myself that I couldn't be in labour... where was I? Oh yeah, the kids. Thank goodness the kids were here lol, and not at their fathers. It was 7.30am and we were almost ready to leave for school when I started leaking watery shit everywhere. Like, wtf. Childbirth is seriously unpleasant. So my mate Laura who was our scheduled "look after Noah during the birth" person just happened to not be local... she was housesitting up north for her jetsetting mother lol. So my 11 and 8 yr old (thank goodness they're responsible... ish... well the girl is lol, no comment on the sometimes-responsible, sometimes-stupid-and-silly boy) looked after Noah for an hour or so while we raced to the hospital and Laura raced to our house. Eek. If the kids weren't there... omg, Noah in the delivery room... omg... Mind you, the kids got a day off school so they weren't complaining. And they were able to see Alana within minutes of being born (well, ok, maybe 45 mins or so... and it was only through the glass of the special care unit where all the sick and premmy babies go lol). But the point is, they got to see her straight away, ish.
Anyhoo... did I mention the baby was born lol? She was really healthy considering her prematurity - and in childbirth terms, the birth was a breeze. Waters broke at 7.30am, I finally realised at 8am that with constant 5min apart contractions I would have to wake WK up and get to the hospital asap, so we left at 8.05am after WK vomited on the front lawn lol, with lightning speed arrived at the hospital about 8.25... and so on. She was born at 9.25am, woot. Only an hour really. Hour and a half if you count the early labour.
Funny but gross story... I was leaking watery shit everywhere, like, everywhere (I might have mentioned this already lol). I got in the car with only underwear on and my shorts in hand. I actually stood up and put my shorts on after getting out of the car at the hospital front entrance lol. I didn't give a shit who was there and tbh couldn't remember if there was 1 person or 50 people standing there lol. Knowing my luck, probably 50. And then... the slow walk through the hospital, up the lift, etc... the watery crap was running so badly you could literally see my footsteps through the hospital lol. How disgusting is that! Hilarious in retrospect but yeah, gross. When we arrived at the birthing suite, the admin girl behind the desk was someone I knew so the first thing I said was "Oh Sam, I've leaked watery crap all through the lift and the hospital, someone might fall over". Cos yeah, I had a huge leak in the lift lol. Not "blah blah, my name is blah blah and I'm only blah blah weeks pregnant and blah blah". Nope, I told her about the watery womb juice that was spread from one end of the hospital to the other lol. Gross.
So, since the birth... Alana only stayed in the special care unit for 2 weeks despite their whole "she'll be here for a long time" attitude. She was healthy and feeding well so wtf leave her there lol. The midwives basically convinced the doctors of this point and helped us get her home faster. And she's fine, good, growing. Sleeps better than Noah did... actually, some nights she sleeps better than Noah does now lol. I think he has my insomniac genes. Might have to get him some... crap, memory loss, word blank... what are those sleeping pills called again? Meh, you get the point lol.
My health, sigh, is still not quite right. I'm still in the risk zone for blah blah *insert doctor ramble here* and I'm still taking my bp meds. Stupid doctors lol. I have to wait a few weeks and then do the whole barrage of tests and craps again... the same stuff that we do after each pregnancy lol. When are they gonna realise just to give up? Heck. Like I said to a mate yesterday, sometimes I wish this brain tumor would just burst and get it over with. Not that I have a brain tumor lol, but maybe I should. At least that would explain both my health crap AND my occasional psychoticness. Stress, depression... pfft to those! Brain tumor ftw. Sigh. My bad. Apologies blah blah.
Hmm, where was I? Oh yeah, we bought Alana home and have been busy settling her in. Atm I'm trying to do a heap of spring cleaning before christmas hits, but its hard when I only get brief moments of time between all the kids (yes, ALL the kids, WK included) to get things done. For 3 days now all of the furniture has been moved away from walls and everything is picked up and piled up on everything else cos, dammit, I'm gonna clean the walls. I get a bit further in my preparation each day lol, maybe today I'll actually get to start cleaning them lol. I think it'll be 2008 before I'm finished... and I've already told the family that there will be no christmas until its done, no tree, no anything... so maybe I'll save some $$ this year lol.
Sigh. I remember - vaguely - when life was fun and interesting and about more than just cleaning house and changing nappies and breast feeding and driving kids here and there. Oh the memories. :P
Christmas huh. I wish we could afford to go away. Actually, I want to move lol. Somewhere like Perth. That'd be good. I'm into escapism lol. *hands WK job ads for Tasmania and WA and Timbuktu*
On a positive note, Noah's getting some really cool presents this year, including a train set and a big ride-on thomas the tank engine car type of thing. He's gonna literally wee himself with excitement me thinks. I'm still hoping to get the kids a computer (amongst other stuff lol), but not sure hows that coming along. But tbh thats sorta a present for me as well cos it'll get them off my damn computer lol. Woot! And I won't have to put up with my daughter standing over my shoulder every time I do get a chance to sit at the pc... yep she just stands there and "waits". Sigh.
I guess I gtg. Alana's awake and whingey, Noahs trying to pick her up and getting distressed cos I said no... and now he's on WK's computer chair destroying everything on his desk lol. And meanwhile the walls are waiting for me, sigh. I wish I had WK's sleep ability. Just snore and fart and sleep through every sound - fire alarms included - until you've had your sleep quota and you're all refreshed. Sigh.
Fark, in the time it took me to type that paragraph Noah has made the biggest mess lol. More sighs.
I'll make an effort to take a new photo of Alana and post one up here just for you Disso... lol. I'll try anyway - its hard work walking all the way to the car to get the camera, and then recharging the batteries, and then finding time to take a photo and upload it and post it here... see, hard work! :D
Baby blob @ 4 weeks
