my-speck

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my-speck – the blog October 16, 2008

Filed under: Parenting — rakster @ 8:50 pm

Oh my god I’m having a baby!

It shouldn’t be a shock but it still is.

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Dear Poogie (babe #1) <December 2009>,

I wrote this entry and started this blog – letters to you (my first babe) – the day I found out I was pregnant, October 16, 2008. . And I decided, with your Dad, to call you Speck. ‘Cause that is what you were – a little speck. My little speck.

speck is noticed

the first visual evidence

The first evidence – the little pink lines seemed pretty unreal. I was living in Sydney, working as an IT consultant, playing frisbee, cycling to work and generally eating and drinking and socialising my life away with your dad. And though I was really excited to find out that you were coming, I didn’t want to tell anyone but your dad for a while in case things went wrong (I’m a born optimistic pessimist), so I figured that writing to you (my little speck, a little fertilised egg) and sending my anonymous thoughts out into the ether (read: the internet via a blog) would be a good option for me. And it was…

As the weeks progressed, I used this blog to get my feelings about you out. Writing to you was a way to channel or direct my feelings, relate my story and just get on with enjoying it all. And it really did help. I knew it would all change as the pregnancy wore on, and that feelings like this are fleeting and only happen a few times in a lifetime. So I wanted to capture it. I also remembered a book I had seen that another mum had written for her daughter, detailing life before she arrived. And this little girl loved the book and pored over it and the photos in it. And I had somewhere to write about what I was feeling when I was still keeping it secret from the world at large. Therapeutic.

So that’s how it started. A bit of an outlet. And a compendium of evidence that I was really having a baby ( the week 7 picture to prove it , the week 10 pictures to show how big you’re getting ) to convince myself that this slightly unreal feeling was in fact real. And that I needed to prepare for you. BIG lifestyle adjustment.

you: a fertilised egg and yolk sac

the first ultrasound image of you: week 7

Speck you are bigger!

10 weeks old and A-ok!

Ultrasound at 19 weeks. You sucking...

Ultrasound at 19 weeks. You sucking…

So, I wrote a bunch of entries while I was pregnant…. And went through lots of changes: week by week, trimester by trimester.
I grew a lot.

the growing bump - week 19

the growing bump – week 19

week 21 belly shot

week 21 belly shot

pregnant belly at 22 weeks

pregnant belly at 22 weeks

you and me at week 28

you and me at week 28

week 37 huge pregnant belly!

the mound from my perspective

the mound from my perspective 38 weeks

But then I also ate a lot.

tofu laksa

tofu laksa

mango

mango-fruit at 8 weeks

cake at 9 weeks

cheese at 8 weeks

cheese at 8 weeks

pie at week 16

pie at week 16

baclava week 16.

baclava week 16

ryzogalo - yum. week 17

ryzogalo – yum. week 17

muffin and chocolate week 22

muffin and chocolate week 22

fig ice cream - week 25

fig ice cream – week 25

ice cream cake - week 27

ice cream cake – week 27

carrot cake week 28

carrot cake week 28

friands week 29

friands week 29

fig and cheese for lunch week 31

fig and cheese for lunch week 31

canelloni week 32

canelloni week 32

Galaktoboureko week 37

Galaktoboureko week 37

raspberry smoothie - week 36

raspberry smoothie – week 36

monte carlos week 38

monte carlos week 38

And lots more in between. You can read all the highs and lows…

And then you arrived: 20 June 2009…. I started a birth story while in labour, but funnily enough didn’t manage to complete it at the time… Have written a bit more with the end of the story but haven’t published it yet. Cutting to the chase – you came out through my vagina without any drugs or intervention and you were amazing. And your dad and I were the proudest people in the world. Like most new parents.

you at three days old

you at three days old, snuggling with me

And now you’re getting bigger and older by the day and I’m still writing. While your actual name is “Oscar”, I refer to you as Poogie. It reminds me of your maternal great-grandfather. He used the word a lot. So you’re my little Poogie.

And that’s where we’re at. An Australian mum and a Canadian dad with a new baby boy in Brisbane, Australia. I’m still at home looking after you, and your dad has just started up a new business, working from home some of the time. So we’re just newbie parents and business owners, all adrift in the big wide world. Negotiating the days of new parenthood with both excited expectations and trepidation. Making mistakes and doing some things right. But enjoying watching you grow and learning all the time. From you. For you. For us. And this blog is my letter to you about it all.

My Speck.

Love and kisses
mum

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Hello world! October 16, 2008

Filed under: pregnancy — rakster @ 9:55 am
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Hello world!  I’m a little blastocyte, according to the website my mum has just read.  Apparently I may or may not have a heartbeat yet, depending on when I was actually conceived.  Hopefully I will have one soon if not yet (my mum is a bit worried something might go wrong).She had a glass of wine last night and felt decidedly queasy, and thought that it was a bit strange, but couldn’t remember exactly when her last period was.  So in the middle of two meetings at work, she popped out to the chemist and picked up a test, took it back to work and unceremoniously peed on it.  And has for the remainder of the day since alternately cried her eyes out or been laughing like a hyena.

speck is noticed

i’m here!