Posts Tagged ‘new baby’

Refugees, Evacuees.. that is we!

Sunday, March 6th, 2011 by by

The girls and I are officially classed as ‘refugees’ or ‘evacuees’ now, due to the fact we are ‘temporarily displaced’ from our home because of the earthquake.  The quake hit 11 days ago, and my area is still without water, power, and sewer, so we are still camped out with my parents. To be honest, I think I’d sooner be here than at home, because I need a little support to get through all this.  It’s tough being strong for the girls (mainly Gaby) when I am not really feeling all that strong. I have become really good at faking it, making Gaby think everything is fine and dandy, and this is just a fun little ‘sleepover’ at Nan & Poppas.  Of course, she knows what has happened, but I don’t want her to see me being weak – not that there’d really be anything wrong with that…

I guess I just want my Mummy & Daddy as much as Gaby wants her Mummy.

Gaby won’t let me out of her sight, and she cries when either of my parents leave for work. It’s really hard to see. She doesn’t know of anyone who died in the quake (well, not at the moment, and I hope that’s how it stays), but it’s almost like she can sense the enormity of the loss of life, and I guess she is afraid it’s going to happen again – to one of us.  It is ‘nice’ to feel so loved and needed, but it is at the point now that she refuses to go to her father’s, which isn’t something I want. As much as he irritates me, I still want Gaby to have a good relationship with him, and to spend time with him when she can.  Perhaps if she won’t go tomorrow, I’ll suggest he comes here and takes her to the park for a couple of hours or something… I don’t know…

As I said in my initial post-quake blog post, my niece has finally arrived – and she is a little beauty!  (more…)

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Getting excited…

Wednesday, July 7th, 2010 by by

It’s finally setting in that I’m pregnant.  I’m really starting to get excited about it.  I’ve been putting together a registry (I know, I’m crazy!) and dreaming about all the things I want to buy.  What I’m actually really excited about this time is cloth diapering.  I started getting into cloth when Junior was about a year old.  Hubs was a Stay-At-Home-Dad at the time (ie. unemployed) and he hated dealing with the cloth, so we bagged it.  Now that Junior is almost completely out of diapers, I think I’m going to give up on cloth for him, but I can’t wait to see the new baby in fluff!  It’s a little overwhelming figuring out what I want, etc.  Prefolds, all-in-ones, covers, snappis?  I think I want to just start with prefolds with covers until we can get a chance to figure out what fits best on this baby.  Then again, I may just go crazy and buy a million things right off the bat!

Those of you who have or are currently cloth diapering, what’s your advice?  Particularly, those who have cloth diapered newborns, what helped you the most?  And what products did you like best?

Oh, and by the way, I’ve already dubbed this baby with a nickname… here on out, the peanut will be known as “Deuce” (as in, the second child).

Life with a baby in the house

Monday, June 28th, 2010 by by

Life with a baby in the house has taken a little while to get used to!!!!  I didn’t realise how settled into our own routine, Gaby and I were – and then Miss Emersyn came home and it allllll got tossed up in the air and mooshed around… that said, it only took a couple of days for me to get back into the newborn swing of things – feeding, changing nappies, keeping on top of housework, going to bed 2 hours earlier than normal at night to catch up on some sleep.  It’s kind of like I never stopped!

The only difference has been adapting to life with a newborn and a 3 1/2yo….  For the most part, I think we are doing well, but I do feel that I’m somewhat ‘neglecting’ Gaby – not in the not feeding, not cleaning, not caring what she does sense, but in the affection sense.  It seems everyday I plan to make time *just* for Gaby, where we can do something together, and I can devote all my attention to her, but once the baby is in bed, there is washing to be folded, dishes to be done, jobs jobs and more jobs – and next thing I know it’s time for Gaby to go to bed.  Gaby doesn’t seem to be displaying signs of feeling left out, or feeling like she’s not getting enough love (more…)

It’s always darkest just before the dawn

Sunday, June 21st, 2009 by by

This week has been a week of a lot of birthdays. By birthdays I actually mean BIRTH days. A colleague’s wife gave birth to a beautiful little girl who I met yesterday, and is perfection personified. There’s also Dooce and her new baby Marlo, also a gorgeous little girl.

There are other fantastic women in my life who are due either last week (oh Pam!) or in the next week (yay Lucy!).

In short, there are a lot of babies around at the moment.

You may wonder if a ttc-er (is that what I am? or since there’s two of us in this game, is that we are?) can actually feel happiness for others and their new bundles of joy. If trying for so long and having miscarriages leaves you too jaded to be able to celebrate with friends and their babies. Can I actually separate my own frustration and disappointment from the joy of someone else’s new baby?

There is no-one more surprised than me when I answer that with a YES. YES, I can feel happy for you and your new baby. YES I can coo and sigh and the newness of it all. YES I can walk into a baby store and buy a gift for you. YES I can (more…)

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Holding On

Sunday, April 5th, 2009 by by

We have been home from the hospital for 4 days now.  Baby and I have had a few twilight discussions about sleep protocol and I think she’s catching on, but boy am I tired.

Our little one loves to be held and I won’t begrudge her that luxury.  Who doesn’t long for a soft blanket, a warm embrace and kisses all over their ears sometimes?  She smells so good, and that makes up for all the sleep deprivation.

While I’ve been holding her I’ve had ample time to examine the landscape of her tiny body.  I think I have memorized every line in her palm, every crease in her instep, every fold of her slender leg.  Of course the first thing I looked for after she was born was any sign of the cyst that in utero, had caused us so much fear and grief.  As predicted, our girl has the soft, foldy neck of a Shar-pei – extra skin from where her body once held the excess fluid of the cyst.  I could pick her up like a kitten from it.  No one notices it but those of us who know to look.  The doctor said that in time she’ll likely grow into it.  It’s there, though…a reminder.

She is miraculous to me, as all of my kids have been.  It is impossible not to marvel at the amazing creation of new life, especially (more…)