Rainbows everywhere

I called my manager yesterday to arrange a time to go in and see him about returning to work.

He was less then friendly and quite rude to be honest.

*sigh* As if I wasn't anxious enough already about returning after a year off.

So I've been looking at Etsy for gorgeous little goodies to brighten my day.

I think Etsy should come with a warning "Beware, highly addictive. You will waste many a hour searching this site".

Anyway, I digress.

Look at all these pretties!

Mmim's Store

Kawaii4U's store

nms2523's shop

DelightfulEpiphany's Shop

Lisaghove's store

Aren't they gorgeous!

If I hadn't of spent so much money on cloth nappies that Malachi doesn't really need this week I'd be very tempted to get a few things.

What do you do when you're feeling down?

Surf the web?

Buy cloth nappies?

Eat chocolate?

I've been Slack

I have been a very slack blogger as of late, and really I have no excuse :-) I have been lazing around the house, sleeping in, nesting and pottering and cooking. It has been a lovely relaxing lead up to the birth of our little baby.

People keep asking me if I'm over being pregnant and the truth is I'm not. Now that bub's is no longer wedged up under my ribcage I'm feeling pretty good. Sleep is extremely hard to come by though. Not sure whether it's my body getting me used to the broken sleep now, or the constant toilet stops through out the night.

I'm feeling pretty zen about the whole labour thing. I have just ordered a TENS machine and express posted it down so that should be here early Friday morning, and I have my fingers and legs crossed bub's doesn't make an appearance between now and then as I've just paid $89 for the machine hire! C's parents rang on Sunday night and told him they have a feeling I'll go into labour on Thursday (no idea why they think this) so cue hubby running around like a mad man trying to get stuff organised. We have only just put the furniture into the baby's room. And I now need to pack all the clothes etc into the chest of drawers.

Hubby has also decided to be Mr Bossy and has ordered me to pack my hospital bag. I feel like my hospital bag is massive and I only have half the stuff in there so far. I also think I'm in denial too. Less than 2 weeks to go but I'm still pottering along not really stressing about the fact that we'll have a baby soon!!

I have been getting more twinges/back ache/period type pain etc so hopefully my body is preparing itself. I haven't gotten any BH contractions so I have no idea what a contraction feels like. I'm sure I'll know when I'm in labour though?

I had my first ever pedicure yesterday (my god daughter gave me a voucher for my bday way back in April) and I must say I'm hooked!! I had to focus on keeping my eyes open otherwise I'm sure I would have gone to sleep. Only problem is I wore closed in shoes so a few of my nails got smudged. Oh well there's an excuse to go back and have another one once bub's is born.

Now because I've been so slack I have 2 weeks worth of bump pics for you... ENJOY!! And yes that's the same shirt, oh the joys of a maternity wardrobe :-)

37 Weeks

38 Weeks

(And no that's not my bellybutton sticking out it's just my thumb!)

Dear Squirt

Dear Cute Little Baby

I'm sure it's not fun being all squished and cramped in my belly. But it's no fun for Mummy either when you kick her in the ribs..... constantly..... especially at night, when I'm trying to get to sleep.

If you could please find a new comfy position (and possibly even start to engage) Mummy would most appreciate it.

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Well I can't believe it but I can finally say I'm full term. Today (Tuesday) we're 37 + 2 and besides the constant rib kicks I spoke about above we are travelling along okay. I'm not sure whether it's because I'm on maternity leave and slowly going crazy but I have been super sad lately. I can't say I miss work, but there are certainly people there I miss, and I miss the adult conversation that goes along with working.

It's so hard being in a city where you don't really have too many friends. One of my friends is heavily pregnant and works Monday - Friday so of course she's busy hanging with her family on the weekend. I have two other friends who are pregnant and I am off to have coffee with this afternoon but I just miss some of my QLD friends.

The little fight I had with my sister the other night didn't help either. I know I should probably put in more effort but it's hard because they are just so different to me. I don't approve of their choices and frankly don't want to hear about it.... so what do you talk about then? The weather?

My family seem to think they can treat me like crap and I'll keep putting up with it. I guess I'm at that stage in life where I am trying to find my place in the world and thinking about what values I want to instill in our children and what I want our family to turn out like.

If my friends treated me the way my family has done in the past there is no way they would still be in my life. So why do I have to put up with it from my family??

Hello Winter

Well winter has well and truly hit here in Canberra. It's only meant to get to 10 degrees today! Team that with a ferocious wind and dark threatening clouds and I'm sure it feels even chillier than that outside.

Life is going well for Squirt and I. Just on the count down to the big day. All this waiting and thinking and anticipating can really do a person's head in though. 'Will the baby come today?' 'Will my waters break at home?' 'Can I really achieve the calm birth that I pray for?' So many little questions and doubts and niggles swirl through your head when you're home alone and nesting.

I've been trying to keep busy though, well as busy as hubby will let me be since I have high blood pressure and the midwife has told me I should be resting. I have baked many sweet treats (chocolate slice, yum yum balls, jam drops, apple and cinnamon muffins) and I have written a list of things I should pack in my hospital bag. I have slowly gathered said hospital bag items and placed them on my chest of drawers..... where they have sat...... waiting for me to iron them.

I'm not that keen on ironing. But I'm even less keen on wrinkly crinkly flannelette pajamas. I can not sleep in flannie pj's that have not been ironed. Call me crazy (as hubby does) but it just drives me mad!! I also have shirts and other bits and pieces to iron.... maybe that could be my task for tomorrow. Stop procrastinating and start ironing. Bub's will be classed as full term Sunday so I really should be prepared.

We went and bought a 2nd hand moses basket on the weekend. We were originally going to just have bub's in the cot. But I stumbled across this little basket and it just was too cute to pass up. Just imagine a little newborn bub's all wrapped up and snug as a bug in a rug in this little basket..... cluck cluck!!

Bubs, hubby and I had some professional maternity photos taken on Sunday and I can't wait for them to be ready to pick up. I'm so glad we ended up getting them done. It was loads of fun, and now we'll be able to send some decent photos of the bump to family interstate instead of my headless belly pics in my pjs. Poor hubby's grandparents have gotten no bump pics because they've just been too boring to warrant sending up. Hopefully the professional ones will be super amazing and we'll just send a few of those up.

Well must keep pottering around the house. I hear the dishes calling my name!?

36 Week Bump Pictures

The Winter Blues

Well that's what I've decided to call it anyway. I have been lacking enthusiasm lately to sit down and update my blog. I'm not really sure why, considering I'm on maternity leave now and have some free time on my hands. I think it's all starting to get a little bit too much. My brain is hurting.

People keep asking me if I'm getting nervous or scared about labour and I honestly thought I was doing quite well. I am about half way through Juju Sundin and Sarah Murdoch's 'Birth Skills' book and like the concepts they talk about in the book. Like I said in a previous post I'm not stupid enough to think labour will be 'fun' and an easy task to accomplish. But at the end of the day the baby has to get out some how and it's up to me to get it out! But the more people ask me about it the more I start to doubt myself. I'm sure their intentions are good but it's putting all this pressure on me and really freaking me out.

I thought I'd try and get 'organised' and do some things to aid in the labour process. I had read about raspberry leaf tea and will get some of that from the healthfood store this weekend. I did also hear some mummas mention perineal massage. So thought I'd google it. And holy crap, I really wish I didn't! It's actually scared me a little about the labour process. I really really don't want to tear and understand that the massage may help this. But just reading it nearly had me hyperventilating. Now I'm unsure whether I should try it or maybe just do everything I can to avoid a tear (birth upright, avoid the epidural so I can feel when to push etc) I have no idea why it freaked me out so much. I did read it that perineal massage hurts and burns etc. Maybe that's whats scared me.

I had my midwife appointment last week. Bub's is head down and heading towards the light! Still not engaged yet but early days I know. I also had a breastfeeding class last week. It's nice to know what the 'ideal' breastfeeding experience should be (demand feeding as baby requires, at least for the first 6 weeks, at least 8 feeds a day etc). I'm just going in with an open mind and really hope I can breastfeed. I know it's best for bub's but at the end of the day my motto is healthy happy mum= healthy happy baby. It's definetly more involved than I thought. Not just put baby on the boob and all will be okay. It's definetly something I want to succeed at but understand that formula is not poision and if worse comes to worse I will formula feed bubs. I'm just hoping to breastfeed because the thought of sterilising bottles is not very appealing!

Well better go tidy up the place. I feel like since I'm on maternity leave now it's more my responsibility to have the house clean, have dinner cooked etc. I'm sure it's just my perception as hubby has said nothing of the sort. But I feel like if I do just have a 'relax' day and he comes home and it's not perfect than it's my fault, I'm not doing my 'job' as a wife. Silly I know. But that's my brain at the moment.

Belly Pics 

33 Weeks

33 Weeks

34 Weeks

34 Weeks