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Comparisons – photographic evidence March 12, 2012

I think in some ways an extra bonus of having a boy and a girl is that there are less comparisons between the two drawn.  Which I think is a good thing in the long run.  Who needs to be compared to anyone in their life over and over and over?

 

But some comparisons for interests sake are inevitable and I too get in on it.

 

 

So here are a few photos of the two at similar ages.  Just for interest’s sake.

 

Oscar at 6 days

Luna at day 2

oscar 7 days

Luna at 10 days

Luna at 10 days

The babes get bigger

Oscar at six months - doing superman. Lots of movement

luna at six months - round and happy

Oscar at 8 months - eating paint and crawling about

luna at eight months - with oscar playing in the 'boat'

 

 

 

So oscar crawled at just under six months, and climbed everything at 8 months. While his sister is still content to just spin about on the floor, sit up and have things brought to her by her wonderful big brother.

 

Luna is a self-contented, calm, observant and very happy little person.  Oscar at the same age was much more rambunctious, loud and MOBILE!

 

Both are beautiful and I love them :)

 

babes in the bath - luna at 7 months oscar at 2 years 7 months

 

Broken February 6, 2012

Filed under: Communication,family,Parenting,Raising a Child — rakster @ 2:57 pm
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“mum, why is there a trolley there?”

“Because we’re at the supermarket, honey.”

“That trolley is broken.”

“How do you know?”

“The wheels have fallen off!

The wheels have fallen off because somebody didn’t be careful with it.

They needed to be careful with it and they didn’t. Now it’s broken.

If I had it I would be careful with it.”

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Mmm. Great logic. Apart from the part about the trolley being a picture on a sign!

 

Poos and all… January 11, 2012

Well.

 

It is O’s first day back to kindy this year today.   I have to admit that I am feeling more than slightly relieved.   It’s hard to keep two of them at completely different stages occupied during the days when it is 32°C outside.  Things go a little crazy.  I do find solace in the knowledge that it’s not just in our house we are suffering from post-christmas craziness

This morning I had a lovely 5 minutes to myself to drink a cup of tea.  I sat down and thought about a post I’d like to write.  A nice, cheery, makes me happy kinda post.  So I came into the study to download the photos to the computer for the post.  Then, BAM – this is what I found on the camera:

 

what is that on the floor?

Nice. There were more, close-ups, but I figured I’d spare you those (thanks Husband for the lovely memories – preserving those special moments on camera is joyous, is it not?).

Still with me? (I’m expecting a large proportion of you to have stopped reading after the photo. Hey, it’s gross. But it’s also the life of a parent of a small child. Real. And the story is a little humorous.)

 

The backstory (get-it? I seem to be developing my husband’s appalling sense of humour)

So I’ll take you back to early the morning of the photo of the poo in the hall – as I was showering.

Enter little O, boldly striding into the bathroom with a big work ethic and helpful smile.

“Hi Mum!  Are you having a shower?”

“Yes.”

O looks around and notices that the toilet roll is empty (mmm blame someone who shall remain nameless),

“Mum, this is empty.  Don’t worry, it is my work.  I will get another one.”

He then proceeds to take the old empty toilet roll off the wall, puts it carefully in the rubbish bin in the bathroom, goes the to the cupboard, gets a new roll of toilet paper, carefully hangs it, all while humming happily to himself.

“Mum! I’m finished.  I got a new one and fixed it!”

“Why thank-you darling.  Excellent job.”  I say.

And off little Poogie trundles, out of the bathroom off to the next adventure / his “job”.

And I think to myself, in a very smug and self-satisfied way,

“Awesome, I’ve trained a little boy to do the toilet paper roll.  Hands-down beats his dad.”

 

 

Which of course was the precursor to the poo in the hallway above.  My self-congratulatory thoughts and a lack of touching wood is what I think caused it.  In reality perhaps it was the brain of a two and a half year old trying to cope with the following contradictory thoughts:

“mmm.  I need to poo.

mmm.  Best get to the toilet ” (He has pooed in the toilet for 12 months now with the number of accidents countable on one hand)

“mm.  I’m in my bed and it is sleep time.  Not allowed to get out of bed or leave the bedroom during sleep time.

ah.  Really need to poo.  Aaah.  Mum is going to be mad if I leave the bedroom.

Ah.  Need to poo.  Need to poo.

Aaaaahhh.   That feels better.”

While this was going on I was working at my computer, his Dad was doing the same in the kitchen.  With both kids asleep (so I thought), the house was very quiet.  Then I heard a great big ripping fart noise.   And called out,

“Disgusting, was that you??”

So it was only after I heard the answer,

“No!”

That I stuck my head around the door to look down the hallway.  And saw a little boy standing above that poo in the picture.  Looking forlornly at me.  Saying,

“Sorry Mum, I did a poo.  It’s on the floor.”

 

 

And it was all I could do to keep myself from peeing myself with laughter.

“Mum, I did a POO!”

 

Reading… an interpretative adventure. Especially when you’re 2.5 January 9, 2012

family reading

We read a lot of books. Every morning little Poogie (2.5 years now) typically brings a bunch into the bed with me, we get little Sister Boona (6 months now!) and have a bit of a read. Then there are more during the day, at bedtime etc.

We have a relatively large number of books, and are constant library users, but Poogie still seems to know most of them by heart. Which I think is pretty impressive. It is to me anyway, still breastfeeding with now non-existent short-term memory.

So last week I was reading one of our favourites, Australian Author Pamella Allen‘s “A Lion in the Night“, and we were up to this page:

reading: A Lion in the Night

When I asked,

“And what is the little dog saying?”

And the answer, in a “mum, this is so obvious I can’t believe you’re even asking me” voice: (more…)

 

End of year art show: toddler style. Love it! December 21, 2011

Dear Poogie,

 

we went to your end of year Kindy (daycare but we call it kindy) art show last week.  And it rocked.  I unfortunately didn’t manage to get any photos on the day in the rooms as when we went there was literally a tropical thunderstorm absolute downpour in progress and we got soaked legging it from the house to the car to the show and thus didn’t drag the camera along though the sheets of water falling from the sky.

 

It was a fundraiser for the kindy, so we had to bid on the items we wanted.  Not surprisingly, we bought a bunch of the pieces of art you have down throughout the year at the wonderful daycare you go to for three days a week..  I thought I’d take a few photos of some of your pieces to share.

Purple dot painting

"boat" sculpture.. named by you!

threaded and wound mobile

blue

My favourite is the sculpture.  I had it beside my bed so that I could see it when I woke up, but you wanted to play with “my boats” so I had to hide it a bit higher (as selfishly I want to keep it for myself)..

 

Love mum

 

And she has started eating…. We are going baby-lead-feeding.. December 20, 2011

In other developments around our house, the littlest member of the family has started on her food adventure. I don’t know if I managed to get a photo of her first food (cucumber), but since then we’ve introduced a range of vegetables, a little fruit, and a bit of meat (cooked by her daddy), bread and crackers. Did I mention that you got your first tooth about 2 months ago at 3 months old?? Well, regardless of teeth, you are into food.

I remember when little O first had food like it was yesterday. Avocado. You haven’t tried that yet. Will have to add it in.

Dear Little L:
So far, your favourites have been: steamed / fresh snow peas (preferably from the garden) and turkey. Yes, your Dad cooked a Christmas turkey on the weekend and you are very much into it. We are giving you only whole food: the baby-led feeding approach (read this brochure if you want a quick summary on it). So your sit in your bumbo or on our laps, and get whole bits of veges and other stuff to play with and eat as much as you can of. And since starting, your hand-eye co-ordination has improved out of sight and you have no trouble getting the food from your plate to your mouth. And there is definitely some going down, as is evidenced by the seeds and other bits and pieces I can see in your poo. mmmmm… All good fun. We spoon-fed your brother a bit at the beginning but he really wasn’t into it at all so soon changed to the baby-lead feeding approach. For him it didn’t make much difference – he is just a little skinny thing. You seem a lot more into food so far in general. Thankfully. It is nice to have a little robust baby after the skinny minny your brother turned into at around six months (and still remains).

love mum

So around here mealtimes are a family affair.  It’s fun to see:

munching on some cheese: baby-led feeding

a family meal

Love and kisses :)

mum

 

A sisterly break.. December 19, 2011

Filed under: baby stuff,eating,family,Parenting,Raising a Child,swimming,walking — rakster @ 2:29 pm

A week ago, I headed off down the coast with little Luna and my 3 sisters. It was the first time that just the four (i mean five) of us have ever been away together that I can remember. That is, away without assorted partners, other family etc. (Am I right on that sisters???).

We went out for a few drinks and dinner a few months ago when R1 was up from Melbourne, and it was fun. So when she said she was coming up for a few weeks before Christmas, I took the opportunity to organise a getaway. We headed down to Lennox Heads (just south of Byron), a small sleepy little town with a stunning beach and a lake too. We shared a small apartment that looked out directly to the ocean and where we could hear the waves crashing all night. Played a little scrabble, a few cards, drank a lovely bottle of champagne, ate home-cooked food and just talked.

I enjoyed myself. Little Luna loved the attention.

And I got to enjoy a swim in the ocean by myself. For ages. Without the worry of a two-year old on the beach wanting my attention, nor a baby to swap with a husband… Yay.

Love M.

P.S. the best part of the weekend was my sleepy head sister R2 waking up first thing on Saturday morning, and before even asking for coffee (her serious addiction), coming into the room and asking,

“Can we dress her up? What do you have??”….

 

christmas preparation – the advent calendar December 17, 2011

we have been doing a lot of preparation for Christmas around our house for the past few weeks…

Lots of making decorations (two-year old fashion).. With pipe cleaners and coloured popsicle sticks. Gorgeous.

And putting them on the tree.

(which suddenly grew a lot more ‘bling’ the weekend I went away when only daddy and little O were home)…

the advent calendar being enjoyed

The simplest and one of the best things we did was make a ‘leaf’ advent calendar (with thanks to the inspiration from little eco footprints. O loves pulling a new leaf off each day, it was fun and easy to make, and it looks good. :)

the advent calendar

What have you been doing?

 

Familial likeness…. December 4, 2011

It’s been a crazy busy month, with bouts of a sinus cold coming and (hopefully) going.   Hence the lack of writing.

 

Around here, we’ve been busy GROWING.

 

Growing things in the garden.  But mostly, growing little CHILDREN.

 

Look at this one!

5 months and growing fast

5 months and growing fast

And I think the familial resemblence (her 5 to my 6 months) is uncanny:

the luna baby now - 5 months


me at six or so months

Do you agree??

 

my baby is 4 months old!! Friday napping. And on sleep in general. November 4, 2011

Little Luna, or Boona or Boo Boo as we affectionately call her, is now four months old.

 

How time flies.

 

She is having a nap.  So cute.

the sleeping babe: friday nap-time

 

On my side, I’ve been noticing the effects of a cumulative lack-of-sleep and breastfeeding multiple times in the night for the past four months.  Most particularly:

  • bruises all over my body.  I seem to have a lack of spatial awareness and co-ordination.  Which means I just run into things all the time.  At speed.  So I am black and blue.  I’m at one large bruise a day at the moment….
  • inability to control my facial muscles, particularly around my mouth, when talking sometimes.  Like, they just go a bit crazy on their own.  As if I were going to cry or something, in the middle of a normal conversation.  I get odd looks from the people I’m talking to.  Weird.   I hope this one disappears soon…

But on the positive side, Luna is well over the 100% percentile for weight, which is awesome as O is still off the other end of the scale.  So at least I have one fat little dumpling.  Yay.  And she slept through the night for three nights in a row – from 6:30 pm to 4:30 am this Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, before reverting on Wednesday and last night to a single feed at 2:30 and then another at 6:30 am.  WIN!  I’m hoping that this is the start of a new period which lasts for at least a few weeks!!

 

This is my life.  Feeding, sleeping, eating, watching, learning and trying to rest in-between.

 

But the rewards are big.  Look at this beautiful girl!!

 

Luna playing. Our little boomba.