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Posted on 31 August 2006 in Adam and Kate | Permalink | Comments (18) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: kids, toddlers, twins
PS: I have a date with the Vag Cam tomorrow for
Cooter Operation: Find Mirena in the Uterus. Looking sooo forward to it. Not.
Posted on 30 August 2006 in Married Life | Permalink | Comments (16) | TrackBack (0)
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Learning the correct way to hold the club isn't easy
Ball placement is critical
As is remembering where your ball landed.
At the end of the day, it is all about practise, practise, practise*!
*Edited for the Americans: Yes, I meant to spell it that way ;-)
Posted on 30 August 2006 in Adam and Kate | Permalink | Comments (8) | TrackBack (0)
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To answer your questions from earlier comments:
1. I don’t think he has ear problems, but I am taking him to an ENT
next week to make sure.
2. He might be teething, he is an early teether. I’ll check that. But I am very reluctant to medicate him every night for a long while. A few nights is fine. I have never been big on pain-masking meds, but I also don’t want to under-medicate if there is a problem. Will have a poke around his molar area.
3. interestingly enough, it might be the 18m regression thing, because they are actually 19m2w and 1 month prem. So they fit slap bang in the middle of that 18m sleep regression window. Could be. Very childish of them.
4. Kate and Adam have been in separate rooms since Adam got home from NICU. He yells way too loudly to sleep in the same room with Kate. However, even with separate rooms AND both doors closed, he manages to wake the neighbours two streets down with his yelling. He has a big voice. To put it mildly. Always has.
5. The cots they have are the extra long, big ones. I especially bought these fancy ones that convert into toddler beds. So there is more than enough room. Oddly enough, thankfully enough, they have never tried to climb out them.
6. Both kids still sleep in Grobags. I heart those Grobags. I have summer and winter ones.
Posted on 29 August 2006 in Adam and Kate | Permalink | Comments (15) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: kids, parenting, sleeping, twins
PS This
post is not directed at anyone in particular, I am not angry, or upset, or
offended. It is just a reflection of
where I am in my life. It is a good
place to be. Normal. Happy. Grateful. At peace.
BTW: I’ve decided that I am going to do the CIO thing. We will listen to see how he is doing, and if his cries go from “get me out of this effing cot RIGHT THIS MINUTE you BAD mother” to “my life is no longer worth living, my heart is breaking, oh Mother, why have you forsaken me”, Marko will go in and pat and shush. It is clearly not working when I go in. He has my number. I was all fired up to start last night… he woke up at 9:17, cried for 5 mins, Marko went in, shushed him and told him to go to sleep…… and he never woke up again, the entire night, the asshole! But I think it was a very brief lull in the storm. At least it gave me some sleep reserves to tackle tonight. Wish me luck.
Posted on 28 August 2006 in Parenting Issues | Permalink | Comments (24) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: CIO, kids sleep, parenting, twins
Posted on 27 August 2006 in Parenting Issues | Permalink | Comments (81) | TrackBack (0)
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Forgot about the saying good-bye thing!! When is the conversation over? Andrea reminded me with her comment.
My problem? I have a hard time, in chat and in IRL,
for a matter of a fact, ending a conversation. I feel rude saying, "Well
gotta go, talk to you later". Don't know why! And how much of this can you
take?
"Talk to you later!"
"OK, have a good day!"
"I will, you too! Bye!"
"Bye back to you too, hope we can chat tomorrow!"
"I can chat tomorrow, around lunchtime! Bye!"
"Lunchtime isn't good, so maybe in the morning! Bye!"
"Bye!!!"
"Bye back at you!"
etc.
Drives me nuts but I can't figure out how to make it shorter.
Posted on 25 August 2006 in Meaning of life stuff | Permalink | Comments (22) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: blogging, blogs, chat, IM, SMS lingo
OMF. Can’t talk. Mouth dry and sweaty armpits.
Just got a call from a TV show saying they
want to do a story on me and my story.
Me! TV! The whole nation will see in
my full and splendid dorkiness! What if I
come across as even dorkier than I am already! Oh.My.Hat!
Funny thing is yesterday I got a call from
a smaller TV show asking me to feature in a show they are doing in October. Not so nerve wracking because I am merely part
of the story, not the entire story. Which
is far easier, but still v nerve wracking. Anyway, told Marko about it and he says “that’s fine, but there is no
way on earth I am appearing on TV”. Fine,
I said. Wasn’t an issue.
Except, well, this TV show is much bigger
and they want to interview him as well. Tee hee! He is even more nervous and shy than I am about public speaking. The poor man. Imagine if he got the fertile
wife who cooks and bakes instead of the infertile wife who burns downs kitchens
and makes him appear on national TV. In
front of millions of viewers. MILLIONS
OF VIEWERS. WATCHING ME. ME!!
I can’t even write about this anymore. It makes me too nervous.
Actually the real reason is that I am off
to lunch with the divine Dr H. ‘later
dudes.
Signed:
The Published Author and now Famous TV
Personality
Posted on 24 August 2006 in Book stuff | Permalink | Comments (34) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: books, infertility, writing
**Cooter issues ment**
(I am putting that warning up that in case you wondered over here from elsewhere. You might want to skip this post)
Good news! I am not dying! However, I do have a rather large cyst on my
left ovary which explains my pain in the ovary area. It is a respectable 45mm big, which translated
into American is roughly 2 inches. I think. Big enough to annoy me, small enough not to get hysterical about.
Posted on 23 August 2006 in All about me | Permalink | Comments (34) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: fertility, laparoscopy
Adam in my shoes and with Marko's toothbrush (I am not going to risk giving them MY toothbrush to brush the cat and clean the floor with, now am I), and Kate sitting on the loo putting on her make up with my little make up mirror from my bag. I do NOT normally sit on the loo putting on my make up, promise! However, she likes to sit on the loo, it makes her feel important and it keeps her away from hanging off the edge of the basin.
* ‘Oh No!’ is their absolute favourite
expression. It is always said woefully with
maximum melodrama. For any reason: a shoe coming off, a book dropped, a page
torn, a toy broken. ‘Oh No!’ is often
followed by ‘Broken!’, because 99% of the time whatever it is they had is now
broken. By them. 19m old toddlers are
THE most destructive things I have ever come across.
Posted on 22 August 2006 in Adam and Kate | Permalink | Comments (13) | TrackBack (0)
Tags: kids, parenting, toddlers, twins