Saturday, 24 July 2010

Last Weekend

Last weekend Milord was off on a boy's weekend and Princess and I went to visit RuralChick and her family. They live an hour and a half inland and it is always at least 5 degrees colder there. I packed lots of warm clothes for Princess and off we went.


Usually RuralChick and I get through far too much wine but I'm completely off the grog for the first trimester so instead I took along herbal teas and we got through the weekend without a single hangover! RuralChick's 8 year old daughter is mad about babies and so Princess had a constant playmate, when she could prise her off her mum that is!

We chatted and went for a couple of frosty walks and read newspapers while kids and husband and neighbours came and went and did their thing. It was a very nice relaxing weekend - I even had a nap with Princess on Sunday afternoon!


When RuralChick has guests she sets them up in a converted barn next to the house, which has been turned into a granny-flat. It's very quiet and comfortable, but a bit chilly in spite of an oil-fin heater running flat out day and night. I was fine, under a thick blanket and duvet with an electric blanket making it toasty before I turned in, but Princess was another story. Her portacot mattress was level with the floor, and there was a significant chill at floor level. Although I'd added a warm jacket to her winter pyjamas and winter sleeping bag the poor darling had cold hands and feet by morning. I felt terrible! On the next night I had so many layers on Princess she couldn't roll over, and then at midnight I tucked a blanket over the top so she was really trapped! She was warm in the morning though...

I had assumed the chill was the reason for Princess having bad nights while we were away - she moaned every hour or so - but it seems she was teething. On Monday night (after I was home) Princess woke screaming a few times and we eventually dosed her with paracetamol which worked instantly and I could rock her to sleep. On Tuesday I had a good look and saw 2 bumps where her next 2 top teeth were nearly through. Today one of them is through and the other one is still coming but it doesn't seem to be bothering her any more, and she is back to her happy self.

Thursday, 22 July 2010

7 Weeks

Sized at approximately 1.6cm at the start of this week (from head to rump), your baby is now more obviously a human. At this stage, the embroyo is now called a foetus. With a head that is equal to the body in size, limbs are starting to form and many of the organ systems are nearing their final development stages. Your baby's heart is beating at approximately 160 beats per minute.

"more obviously a human" - excellent!

Gestation: 7 weeks
Weight: 75.5kg
Waist: 90cm

How do I feel?
I'm starting to get tired, although it's not hitting me as hard as last time. There is a big difference to being sleepy sitting in front of a computer in an office and being sleepy while playing with a baby - and I sometimes nap when Princess has her afternoon sleep. I have the odd slight nausea when my tummy is very empty, but as soon as I eat something that passes.

Cravings?
I'm losing my appetite, although food still tastes ok. I just don't feel "hungry" as such until my stomach rumbles, and even then I have trouble thinking of what I fancy eating. I often just wolf down a muesli bar as it's easy! I make a point of having greens and meat and fruit every day, but I'm having trouble thinking up menus because I have no appetite.

How does Milord feel?
Still thrilled. He has told everyone - I have neighbours congratulate me as they go by!

Today I visited my GP to start the medical ball rolling. Last pregnancy I was in her office like a shot once I knew I was pregnant, and this time I've waited 3 weeks before making a move! The difference with a second pregnancy is that I already have the answers to my questions: what to eat, what to do, what to expect, which hospital, which obstetrician, etc etc. It's very relaxed this time around!

My weight is beginning to creep down, which surprises me as I was away visiting friends over the weekend and ate rather well. I guess Flash is beginning to draw on my resources!

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

My Dad

- is doing great! He had his cancerous kidney (actually just the tube to the bladder but they took out the kidney too, to be thorough) out last Wednesday and I hear he should be going home tomorrow.

I am so happy!

And the best part is that now we can start talking about him coming over to visit me again - possibly in just a few weeks time!

Yippee!

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

6 Weeks

(I've been writing these in secret but I'm now ready to let the world know that we are pregnant again! If you look back over the last couple of weeks there will be a few new posts revealed)

Sized at approximately 1cm in length at the start of this week (from head to rump), your baby's heart is beating at approximately 140 beats a minute. The umbilical cord linking the baby to your womb has developed and is busy working to supply your baby with all that it needs for growth and development.

Weight: 76kg

Not much has changed this week, although I have felt "peculiar" once or twice. Just sort of lightheaded, but a drink of water and a snack and a sit down sorts that out.

Thursday, 8 July 2010

Bouncy Bounce

I was visiting IrishMILF yesterday and Princess had a play in her baby's bouncer thingy. She loved it so much that IrishMILF lent it to me as her boy has outgrown it. While I was cooking last night I popped Princess in it and she had heaps of fun!



5 Weeks

Even at this early stage, your baby is busy developing. Sized approximately 5-10 mm and still called an embryo, the heartbeat is faster than yours and beating at around 100 beats a minute. The spine has finished developing and the brain is beginning to develop. (As the baby's shape and spine is curved for most of the next 3 months, the measurement of the baby's size is taken from the top of the head or crown, down to their bottom or rump)

Gestation: 5 weeks
Weight: 76kg
Waist: 90cm
Thigh: 61cm

Weight at this point last pregnancy: 71.5kg
Waist at this point last pregnancy: 87cm
Thigh at this point last pregnancy: 58cm


There is no chance of me posting "bump" photos yet! My waist has reduced by 3cm since last week though - I've been concentrating on tummy exercises. I have got to build my core strength while I still can. I'm a little surprised I haven't lost weight as I haven't been gorging myself, but then again I am not letting myself get hungry either.

How do I feel?
Normal. I think I'm starting to smell stuff strongly now though... last night I had a hot chocolate while Milord ate a mandarin and it was the olfactory equivalent of bathing in a Terrys Chocolate Orange! Today Princess has a sniffle and I've put a cloth smeared with Vicks under her sheet - walking into her room is like inhaling icicles.

Cravings?
Nope. I'm making a point of eating meat and greens though as I assume I'll go off them for the first trimester again soon. I've started iron supplements already as I had an iron problem last time and I don't want to feel like that again. Ever.

How does Milord feel?
Thrilled! He has started telling everyone, even the electrician who was around installing the aircon last night. I'm still keeping fairly quiet about it as 5 weeks is very early. I've told a few good friends and my family, but that's it so far.

We've already begun bandying names about. Milord is hoping for a boy this time (although of course he'd be fine with another girl) and we have been trying to think of the silliest boys names. We ended up giggling so hard over "Flash" (aaAh, saviour of the universe!) that our embryo is now known as Flash. Wonder if it'll stick?

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

Life...

I'm not feeling inspired to post lately.

My Dad is ill and I'm very worried about him. He will be having a cancerous kidney removed next week and... well... I'm freaking out very quietly.

I also have something else going on that I'm not ready to blog about. Nothing bad, but certainly distracting!

Life goes on. On Mondays we now go to "Rhyme Time" at the local library. Princess is fairly oblivious but I've learned a bunch of new nursery rhymes and the actions! Tuesdays is Mothers Group. Today I am meeting a girlfriend and her baby for coffee in a park. Tomorrow I am driving 1.5 hours to visit a friend who has a newborn baby boy. On Friday I'll probably stay in and catch up on housework!

Lunch with friends. Princess was at her most charming!


Breakfast in bed on the weekend.


Winding down before a morning nap.

Friday, 2 July 2010

10 Months

Princess is 10 months old!

Current weight: 9.5kg - she is following the 75th percentile curve perfectly.
Teeth: 4. Two bottom and two top.
Mobility: Still rubbish. Princess has lost interest in sitting, although I've seen her roll from her front to her back once and she's starting to push her bum in the air and inch-worm in place.
Feeding: 3 solid meals a day, and 3 bottle feeds.


Must... eat... cardigan... buttons!

All the other babies in my Mothers Group are crawling and pulling themselves up. Princess lies around and watches them with vague interest, and when they tumble over and past her she blinks in bemusement.



Thursday, 1 July 2010

Here we go again!

I'm going to keep this post hidden for a few weeks until I've had a chance to tell my nearest and dearest. Milord would like to wait until we are 12 weeks along, but I doubt I can wait that long!



After just enough trying to take the fun out of our love life we have a result! I am both thrilled and apprehensive...

Stats
Weight: 76kg
Waist: 93cm

Weight at this point last pregnancy: 72kg
Waist at this point last pregnancy: 87cm

I am determined to not exceed the weight milestones I had last pregnancy. Because I am starting off 4kg heavier my goal is simply to not gain anything until I reach the milestone I was at last time when I got to 76kg pregnant. That was 28 weeks.

There is a good chance that I'll lose weight over the next couple of months anyway, as I've cut out all the bad things and will be concentrating on getting fit and strong while I still can. Today I did one of the 10-minute tummy workouts my Dad sent me, and I went for an hour's brisk walk along the river.

Other women like being pregnant because they get to put on weight guilt-free. I like pregnancy because I have an incentive to get fit!

Thursday, 24 June 2010

A Day in the Life of Saffa Chick

Sunrise was at 7:01am today.

6:45 - Wake to hear Princess burbling to herself. Lie still for 5 minutes enjoying the warm bed, then get up. Milord gets up too and goes to change Princess while I prepare her a bottle. I have a lingering chest cold, but feel a bit better than yesterday. Princess also has a bit of a cough, but seems better than me!

7am - Princess cuddles in my arms drinking her milk while Milord showers and dresses and I watch the morning news on telly. Milord makes me a cup of coffee, eats a bowl of cereal, and leaves for work. If it is a nice day he cycles to the city, otherwise he catches the train (train today). Put Princess on her mat to play for a bit while I watch the rest of the news. Our Prime Minister looks to be ousted by his party today! Wow.


8:30 - Prepare Princess some breakfast: weetbix in warm milk with chopped tinned fruit. Make myself a cup of tea and toast and feed her in the highchair while listening to an audiobook (just finishing the last Harry Potter).

9am - Princess is getting sleepy. Pop her in her rocker in front of an episode of Tellytubbies. Clean kitchen and wash dishes.


9:30 - Put Princess to bed. She grumbles but is asleep within 10 minutes. Shower and dress for the day. Despair that nothing fits. Sweep floors - where does all the dust and fluff come from?! Check email - someone I love is very ill. Feel completely helpless at being stuck on the opposite side of the planet.

10:15 - Princess is calling. Usually she will nap for longer but it seems a poo has disturbed her sleep. Change nappy, dress her in a long-sleeved bodysuit and padded pink combat pants, socks and cardigan. Adorable. We play on the spare double bed for a while - she kicks and rolls and squeals and I plant raspberries and squeal back!

11am - Pop Princess in the pram and head out to run errands. Stop to chat to a neighbour. The fish shop has salmon on special and I buy a whole 1.5kg (3lb) salmon for just $7 for dinner... I've never cooked a whole salmon before so it will be an experiment! Maybe with an asparagus risotto on the side? Buy asparagus, onions, and a few other staples. Get interviewed on the street by a journalist about the change of Prime Minister and wish I paid more attention to politics!

11:45 - Princess is grumbling - it's her lunchtime. Hand her a teething rusk to keep her going and visit the post office. I want to send off Princess' passport application but I need to make an appointment to have the documents checked... I'll have to come back in the afternoon. I also pick up a parcel - my Dad has sent me a fitness DVD of 10-minute workouts for the midriff! Awesome, thanks Dad! Now I have no excuse...

12:00 - Visit the bottle shop. One of the more palatable box wines is on special. Shove 4L of wine under the pram and try not to feel like a terrible mother!


12:15 - Home. Hoik heavily laden pram up the front steps and roll it over an old towel a few times to get off most of the dirt before wheeling it through the house. I love wooden floors! Unload groceries and move Princess directly to her highchair. She's not happy - lunch is much later than usual! Cut open an avocado, break a slice of wholegrain bread into morsels and feed her bites of bread and avocado. I offer water in a shot glass from time to time and she slurps it down messily. When she loses interest I offer some banana, but she's full. I eat the rest of the avocado on wholegrain toast and finish the banana with a cup of tea, while Princess plays with small toys in her highchair (ie. I pick them up repeatedly).

1pm - Princess smells bad. I change a poopy nappy but she is still grumbling. I wonder if she's tired? I zip her into her sleeping bag and put her to bed. 15 mins later she is asleep! Her nap schedule is totally off today, but it should mean that my trip back to the post office will work out well.

1:45 - Princess is calling. More poo. Oh well, better than constipated I suppose!

2:15 - Head off to the post office again. Get my documentation rejected because I've used blue ink instead of black. Bugger.

2:45 - Home. Princess is whinging. Make her a bottle and she snuggles in my lap while she drinks it. We have a quiet conversation of "gagaga" "dadada" and tongue clicks before I decide to see if she'll sleep again. She needs 2 hours of naps during the day and she's only had about 1 hour.

3:30 - Princess is in bed. I reckon she was almost asleep when hordes of horrid teens from the horrid highschool down the road came screaming and swearing up the road, like they do every afternoon. Now she's grumbling... hopefully she can resettle herself. What is wrong with some teens? I was never like that.

3:40 - update. The teen noise got so bad I went to peek out the front window and saw police cars and kids being forcibly restrained. Further down the road someone is on the ground having blankets tucked around them. I amble up the street to speak to a neighbour and he says there was a brawl happening so he called the cops. Luckily the police station is literally on the other side of the road from us! Back indoors Princess is very awake but I kiss her and leave her in bed in the hope she can fall asleep. If not then we are in for a dreadful evening!

3:50 - Princess is singing. I am looking up fish recipes.

4:15 - Princess is still complaining. Oh dear, looks like we are in for a cranky evening. I'm going to leave her until 4:45 and pray she drops off (she isn't screaming, just grumbling). Why can I never find a recipe that sounds right when I buy an experimental dinner? What I want is a whole fish, still soft but flaking in the middle, with crispy skin all over, done in an oven. I have some inspiration anyway, so I'll go prep the fish now and make Milord's sandwiches for tomorrow.


4:30 - Silence. Phew. I wash the fish and pat it dry and stuff the cavity with lots of garlic, some fennel seeds, 2 bay leaves and salt and pepper. I make a few shallow cuts in the skin and rub it with salt and pepper. Put on baking paper in a roasting tray and put in the fridge.

5pm - Princess wakes up really grumpy. I don't blame her! I change her (more poo!) and put her in her highchair. Hmm, a bit short on homemade babyfood. All I have ready is mashed pumpkin, sweet potato and carrot, and some alphabet "soup" pasta. Oh well, mix it together and heat and it goes down just fine.

5:30 - Princess is still grumpy. I give her a cuddle on the couch.

5:45 - Milord comes home. I love it when I hear him arriving home! He tries to take Princess for a cuddle but she wails until I take her back again... This happens most days, but she gets over it eventually and lets her dad hold her.

6pm - I prepare Princess' bath, give her a wipedown on a cushion of towels on the heated bathroom floor, then put her in the water. Now she's happy! She chews on rubber toys and kicks and splashes and sings. Milord perches himself at the end of the bath, I pour us each a glass of wine, and I sit on the toilet lid and chat to him for a while.


6:45 - Milord dries Princess and dresses her in her pyjamas. I make a small bottle of milk and Milord gives it to Princess while watching the evening news.

7pm - I put the fish into the oven (preheated to 200C) and set the timer for 20 min, then knock together the asparagus risotto. When the timer goes off I carefully turn the fish over and reset the timer for 15 min.

7:30 - I take Princess to bed. I leave her light on low and her door open and as I walk away she is playing with a small soft toy. I join Milord in front of the tv.

7:45 - Serve the fish and risotto. The fish flesh is white! That's not right - this is nothing like salmon. It's nice, but I was really looking forward to pink buttery flakes of salmon, not this white and slightly dry fish. Milord thinks it's lovely and goes back for seconds. I'm very disappointed and don't bother. On the upside it's a lot less fattening than salmon would have been I suppose. We watch a couple of recorded tv shows, including a new Dr Who. I don't think I like the new Doctor, and Milord doesn't like his companion!

8:30 - I can still hear Princess singing to herself. I turn her light a bit lower.

9pm - Princess is still awake. I go in and she's looking very happy but totally exhausted as it is now 2 hours past her bedtime. Silly little thing. I turn off the light and close her door and hope she can get to sleep.


10pm - We are all asleep.

Friday...
I coughed a lot during the night and wake up a bit tired. Princess looks shattered too. Hopefully today's naps go a bit better!