a whole lotta nasty…

so without going into too much detail – I haven’t been all that well over the past week or so. it’s been pretty ugly and I have spent more time in the toilet than I care to mention. put it this way – the doctor asked me how many toilets we have…anyhoo I am sure you get my drift. so as part of my recent health misfortune I had to collect “stool” samples. yep that’s right folks…I had to collect samples from three of my poo’s and put it into little jars – that thankfully aren’t see through like the wee jars – and drop it into the collection centre. so my blog may have just sunk to a low point when I find myself discussing poo collection. I won’t go into the details of how it’s done – if you have ever had to do it you don’t want me reminding you and if you have never had to do it you don’t want to know – lets just say it’s not pleasant. it’s even less pleasant when you have a crying, teething toddler who desperately wants to be with you….everywhere. anyway so this whole ordeal got me thinking….about the good people who choose to work in the labs that perform diagnostic testing on bodily excretions. I take my hat off to them and I sincerely hope they are remunerated accordingly. I don’t know how they do it. I struggled to get the sample, and it’s my own. I couldn’t imagine fronting up to work each day to find a new batch of jars waiting to be opened. it’s a good thing they do though because without these fearless people we would never get results of what ails us.

so I apologise if you have read this and now feel a little disgusted by the content – I’ll admit it is a bit “low brow” to discuss these types of things and I could have come up with something more insightful to write about however for over a week now I have been pondering the body and its many functions and regardless of whether you want to read about it or not it happens. and if it happens to me I write about it.

the up shot of all this is that I am much better now – thank you. thanks also to the antibiotics I will be toasting my 42nd birthday with orange juice.

keep healthy – and please keep following…I promise I wont mention poo jars again.

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a new kind of awake…

okay so up until recently little boss had been waking at least once a night. sometimes for a bottle, sometimes just for a cuddle and at other times due to her being to hot or cold. I had read all the information I could handle on tips for getting her to sleep through the night and weaned off the night-time feed but in the end we just decided to keep it up until she weaned herself. so we used a process of elimination on everything we could so that she was as comfortable as possible for a good nights sleep and then it happened….she slept through. I didn’t say it out loud until she had been sleeping consistently through the night for a couple of weeks – and if she wakes up tonight I will be deleting this post with her in my arms – but she has been going to sleep at about 7pm and waking between 6.30-8am every morning. brilliant, right? so I should be elated, yeah? of course I am so pleased she is finally getting the rest that she needs. when she wakes up she is happy and ready for play…not a grumple in sight. from her anyway. see almost as soon as she started sleeping through I started not sleeping. I lay awake at night and wake several times throughout the night – worrying that she is okay. sometimes if I can see on the monitor that she hasn’t moved I will go into her room to make sure she is still breathing. what can I say? irrational fear is my specialty. anxiety is my homeboy. seriously though, what am I like? I am not getting any sleep because little boss keeps waking me up then when she stops waking me up I start waking myself up to check on her – while she sleeps. will it ever end? I fear that I will be hovering in her doorway for many years to come. anyhoo the upshot of this is that I didn’t have to endure any of the recommendations to get her sleeping through. no cry it out, no stay in the room/leave the room/go back to the room, no feeding her a bottle of water when she really wants milk. none of it. just going with my gut and making sure she was ready for a good nights sleep. now maybe I need to apply the same principles to myself…oh how sweet it would be to be able to sleep like Mr B Badger.com who as I type is snoring on the couch and believes little boss has been sleeping through for months.

lets hope tonight is my night to dream…

milestones on my milestones…

so last week I took little boss to the Tuesday playgroup…it’s for kids over 1 or those that can walk. well what an experience it was and I have to say I was ill prepared for it. firstly I didn’t front up with a piece of fruit. oh well, not to worry. secondly it was a free for all with kids going bananas and parents mostly drinking coffee and occasionally checking on their kids. I must have looked like the overly cautious newbie following little boss as she explored the different areas of the set-up, but after one kid copped a face full of sand while coming down the slide and two older boys muscled my baby girl out of the cubby house I am unsure of when I will return. I probably will cause I am sure little boss will learn skills she will need in the future – close eyes while sliding and stand your ground to name two. anyhoo I refer to the wonder weeks book every few weeks so that I can look our for new and emerging behaviours and talents in little boss. she has just gone through what they refer to as Leap 10 and some of the things they say to look out for are mimicking your behaviours…their examples are sweeping the floor, dusting, cleaning, tidying her toys and so on, you get the drift – mostly cleaning. so here I am at Tuesday playgroup and I see a boy about 2 picking up the sand that has spilled out of the sand pit with a dust pan and brush and putting it back in. his mum must have seen me watching and she explained to me that she might be a bit obsessive about cleaning…mmmmm  maybe, just a tad. I told her that I am pretty much guaranteed that little boss will never be that kid and that if she and I could get somewhere in the middle it would probably be good. fast forward to this week…that’s right only one week on and I have proof of our baby girl sweeping the driveway at her grandparents place…she has started to put the pegs back into the peg basket after emptying them on the floor and today she helped me put her blocks away…maybe we have a cleaner after all.