Tomorrow's the Day

I have an appointment with the knife tomorrow. It seems this baby will be delivered a la Julius Caesar (and myself for that matter) and if I don't go into labour tonight then sometime tomorrow we will meet the new babe.

Of course I am getting excited to say hello to this new character, but I have also been spending a lot of energy wondering what is the best course of delivery for me and them. It seems all my babes have been on the rather large end of the scale and my hips and pelvis are on the smaller end of the scale. Lately, I have been spending time thinking about my previous deliveries and getting anxious and scared about this one.

Up until a few weeks ago, I have been confident in my ability to deliver 'natuarally' but as the baby has grown and my connection with the medical profession has increased my confidence has decreased. It is a terrible place to be, but after a lot of discussion and testing yesterday, I feel comfortable about booking in for the surgical option. I guess things may still change.... Stay tuned for the baby photos

It's a girl... and right on time!

We have been waiting for the stork to deliver this little bundle for a long while. It has always seemed appropriate that our little patch on the planet be home for black sheep, and well, here she is ... our new pet sheep, her name is Bear.


We have a friend who has a sheep farm and who offered us a black lamb after Ruben made some comment at a dinner party that he quite fancied a black sheep. He kindly rang a few months later saying he had the sheep in his ute and could he bring it over. Unfortunately when he wanted to deliver the last sheep, we were out, so he decided to keep the sheep in his back yard in town until the morning. The only problem was that little black sheep escaped, never to be seen again. There was some talk it was sighted heading for the hills in Sandy Bay... hopefully it found a home somewhere?

And so today (our other official due date) he rang out of the blue with another sheep ready, and around he came sheep in arms.

Anyways, our other pet sheep, Rosie, has been an only-sheep for so long she has not been too sure of what to make of little Bear. Bear's natural reaction (having just come from a herd) has been to run towards Rosie. Rosie's reaction was to run away, with little Bear running right along behind her. It has been quite funny seeing the little lamb chasing Rosie around the paddock. Hopefully, Rosie will realise they are actually related in the wider scheme of things and make friends.

Long Live Santa Claus

This year Santa thoughtfully left a little Archelogical dig complete with ready-made dinosaurs for Luka. The boys have busied themselves excavating the little blighters and it has been a great distraction for a few moments.

The kit came with chisel, hammer, brush and magnifying glass. The mag glass was a big hit with one little archeologist falling asleep with the world looking a little larger.

It seems I suffer from probably a common blog-malaise - I prefer to read everyone elses blog entries than write one of my own. May be I am just lazy (probably this is the most likely reason) or am more interested in the lives of others, mundane or not, than my own. It could of course be more to do with being interrupted by two little helpers that are finely tuned to detect when their mother is seated and stationary for longer than 2.3 seconds.

Anyways, whatever the reason, I am really going to try to post more often, apologies in advance if the posts are less than inspiring. What I did want to share was this huge pile of fabric, buttons and ribbons that R brought back from the States por moi!



I have to send major thanks for Inghy who I think was instrumental in the collection. It is a wonderful stash and I have already made a new bag for me with the cutest Brolly cotton and some drawstring bags for the kids small toy collections. Mucho Gracias !!



ps. still no baby, but, by hook or by crook, it will be no later than Feb 2 the doctors assure me

Yep, They're Back!

Big R with just one of the two trolley carts he somehow managed to wield through various airports piled high with six huge bags, 4 carry on bags and two kids. Amazing. Boy was he glad to get home. We almost didn't make it out of the airport carpark, but with a little puzzle solving skills, we eventually managed to pack all the booty and bodies into the car - it was a tight fit.

It has to be said, it is great to have them home. The pitter patter of tiny feet, or more like the sound of the herd tumbling into bed in the mornings is hard to beat. I was concerned that I might get a little cranky having to share the haven again, but actually no, it has been just wonderful. Sacha has been randomly telling me all week that he missed me and giving me a kiss or hug, it melts my heart every time.

And, the boys love their new bedroom refit and have actually been spending quite a bit of time playing in there, something that didn't really happen before when it was more like sleeping in a cupboard. Unfortunately I didn't take any 'before' shots so I can't do the reality tv reveal a la Changing Rooms, but I will post some shots of the finished product on Flickr soon.

We have definitely been enjoying just hanging out together doing not much of anything. Maybe next week will be more productive... but it is then again maybe not, it is the Summer holidays afterall!

Bun still in oven

In case you were wondering, I am still here and still snug with baby inside. It has been a mostly feet-up kind of affair the last couple of weeks. In between bursts of housework, I have spent quite a bit of time horizontal, either on the couch in front of the fan, or napping in the afternoon. I have been mostly enjoying the quiet, but as the troop is due home in a couple of days, I have been finishing a few home decorating projects and tidying up. It has taken me two days to wash the floors, after a couple of rooms I have to stop for a wee rest.

It seems the heat has broken as the rain has just started to fall, hopefully it will provide me with a little more vigour.

There are some final photos of the boys trip over at Scrapilicious Life. I can't wait to see them at the airport, listening to their little voices over the phone is sometimes just not enough.

Hello January

So the year goes "up one" and we are heading towards the year of the pig. I am not generally a NY resolution maker, but upon refection last year was pretty great...

In 2006,

- Luka started school and gained an expanded sense of community
- Sacha's skin got a lot better and he became happier and less irritated
- My paid work was a lot of fun and included a lot of interstate travel this year
- We had a great visit from Aunty Inghy and Aunty Liz from the States
- Another little spirit has decided our family is the one
- Our living space and environment continued to shelter, comfort and inspire us

In 2007 I hope for,

- a safe and healthy delivery of our 3rd child
- the happy development and growth of the children
- lots of creativity and play in our house
- my work continue to be an inspiring and valued part of my life
- a wonderful visit from R's parents from the States
- lots of decluttering!
- cooking more healthy and happy meals

Wishing everyone who reads this a very safe and happy new year!

ps. I have updated my sidebar links and some imagery for the New Year, hopefully I can be a bit more creative and focused on this blog in 2007