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Waiting…

No news, she still seems pretty happy in there kicking about and hiccuping so I’m trying to chill out and just enjoy the waiting. I’m not super uncomfortable or feeling horrible so as long as she is out before 42 weeks all is good (I really want to have her at the Birth Centre).

My brain has definitely been jumping all over the place, I was reading my ‘to do lists’ before I turn 30/before I turn 29 and was laughing at myself. I already feel older and I think I’ll be deleting them with this new found sense of I don’t know what. Maybe it comes with growing up or being on the verge of another major life changing event…who knows, I could also just be losing my sentimentality!

I think instead I’m just going to focus on family and growing as a mother and being the best parent I can be. I can’t guarantee there won’t be any more lists (they do seem to be the blog thing) but I don’t think I’ll go as crazy.

PS: If anyone has any suggestions for photo projects or newborn project kind of things that should start from day one or the first month let me know. I still plan on doing the monthly blanket photo as I did with Logan and then a photo a week for 2015 but if anything else springs to mind for people please let me know.

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Something a Little Different

I’m sort of running behind a bit with the Bonding with Bubs posts but at the same time I don’t want that to be all I’m recording on here. I’m officially 37 weeks today! Which means from now until 42 weeks I can deliver at the Birth Centre – providing everything continues to go well.

I got asked if I’d packed my hospital bag at our last appointment…even writing that freaks me out a little. I’ve made various lists and scoured pinterest for suggestions in case I’m missing something but I just can’t bring myself to pack it yet. I feel like once I do that it’s game on and I’m definitely not ready for that yet, especially considering my Mum has just gone to Melbourne and has another trip to Bali all before I’m due.

If anyone has any must-haves to go in the bag please let me know. Apparently Coconut Water is now the new thing!

Today is also kind of a big deal as it marks my first official day of parental leave. I had (have) bucket loads of Mummy Guilt after dropping a bawling Logan off at daycare and I’ll be repeating the process tomorrow. Hopefully he perks up a bit, I know he has a great time (for the most part) once I’m gone it’s just those horrible drop offs.

And for those still wondering we still haven’t come up with a name. I decided I liked Frankie, hubby veto-ed it and then my step-sister reminded me of the little red sausages that are called frankfurts…seeing as her surname already is too phallic I can’t add a sausage first name!

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The Staples

I know I need to post for Project 52 but the photos aren’t on my laptop and it’s a lazy Sunday!

Instead I figured I’d talk about parenting staples especially after our fun poop moment at the park this morning (we have been so fortunate to avoid this but it seems like all the unfortunate firsts are happening in 2014!).

Parenting is constantly about learning and being on the ball. You can’t be away with the fairies as much as you used to and it’s always when you’re under-prepared that disaster will strike. At least we got a small play on the equipment in before suffering the blustery winds off the river and driving home with cold take-away coffees. Which brings me to the first staple:

COFFEE

I know not everyone drinks coffee and if you’re pregnant you might want to avoid the caffeine (I tend to stick to one caffeinated drink a day if that). But if you are a coffee drinker this is a must for any parent. Not only does it give you that little pick me up if you haven’t slept that night (or the past week!) but it also gives you a few seconds of you time – unless of course the coffee tastes like crap and then you’re just annoyed!

WIPES

How on Earth did I survive without these? I even find myself sans Logan with uses for them (although I’m never carrying them around then). Wipes are tricky because if you’re a fan of the environment they’re not so great (for this reason we use flannels/hand washers at home for cleaning faces & hands) and also you need to find the right brand for your little one. But they can do everything! Clean up spills, wipe snotty noses when you’ve forgotten a tissue, clean bums, hands, faces and whatever other body part happens to be sticky/contaminated! Also make sure you’re carrying more than you need because there’s nothing worse than being caught out without enough wipes.

SUNGLASSES

Two reasons (other than the obvious) – they hide tired eyes and they give your child something to entertain themselves with. Of course if you wear prescription sunnies I might suggest not doing the latter but if you don’t stock up on cheap sunnies (I get mine from Cotton On or if I’m ever in Bali). Sure designer sunglasses are gorgeous but if you’re constantly losing them like me even before having kids you’re going to be even worse afterwards!

A WRAP

Like wipes these have multiple uses – blocking the sun from car windows, something handy to sit on, great for wiping rain off play equipment, good for keeping cold weather at bay and likewise shading from the sun, great to throw over your pram as extra protection and if you’re a pro-swaddler (I’m not) perfect for wrapping up your newborn.

A SNACK

Once you enter the later stages of toddlerdom snacks become a necessity especially if you have a kid like Logan. However, the plus side of them being older is you can grab something when you’re grabbing a coffee if you aren’t inclined to make your own (or you’re forgetful). Fruit is always an easy option and Cheerios are my on the top of my list but other things include muesli bars, muffins, sandwiches, crackers, cheese sticks…the list is endless. I’ve found pikelets to be a big hit when I can be bothered cooking and they’re great for hiding veggies in as well plus they’re so easy to make sugar-free. Just remember if you happen to be catching up with a group of toddlers there will be sharing so avoid the peanut butter etc… and be mindful of allergies. But most importantly bring enough to share!

A TOY

For us this is the iPhone – judge all you want (I know I did before having Logan) but if you want to have a coffee date with some friends who don’t have kids/you’re not in the vicinity of a playground you need something to keep your child entertained or there was no point you even going out! If books work or colouring in stuff then great but Logan will only be “easy” if we give him the technology. I’m hoping Baby Girl will be a different kettle of fish but if she’s growing up with her brother chances are that will be a big fat no. While I’m at it, don’t be too mean to the parents who do throw iPhones etc… at their kids to shut them up, trust me when I say we feel bad enough we have to do it but if it’s that or epic melt downs I know which one I will choose time and time again. Just because I have a kid doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally want to enjoy life without having to do exactly what he wants to do every moment of the day!

LIP GLOSS/LIP BALM

This won’t apply to the Dads – unless you like that kind of thing or you’ve got a “neutral” lip balm – but I always make sure I have one chucked in the bag. I am a minimalist when it comes to make up and literally use this and mascara and that’s it. So it definitely helps me feel a bit more human when facing the world.

HAND CREAM

If you’re hands get dry like mine then never, ever, ever forget this. It’s a horrible feeling having dry hands and no hand cream, I’ve got multiple tubes floating around but this always winds up missing from my bag.

Of course there are many other staples – change of clothes, nappies, water etc… but I thought I’d share my odds and ends. Now back to that extremely cold coffee!

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Jingle Bells

I've found myself with this song stuck in my head a lot over the past week or so. Christmas is definitely coming! It's certainly different this season as Logan is so close to getting it and he's enjoying the little rituals and traditions we're starting as a little family.

It's so much fun being a Mum at this time of year. I'm sure my bank balance disagrees but I've gotten pretty good at internet window shopping! Today I bought Logan his yearly Christmas costumes (yes he gets multiple but we have two Christmases in our family) and got a significant portion of the gift list done. But I got distracted by shopping (shock horror), I was meaning to talk about being a Mum at Christmas. Specifically a Mum of a toddler at Christmas.

This will be Logan's third Christmas, his first he was just over one month old and his second he was just over a year. It's so much more exciting this year, we're even talking about Santa! He's on the roof you know! I know you should savour the moment but it's hard not to look ahead and just see it getting better and better up until he gets greedy and I'm sure that's coming sooner rather than later!

So to get myself back in the moment and to some extent document what I love about being a Mum to a toddler at Christmas here are a few 'highlights':

  • Logan taking the bone ornament on our tree and giving it to the dog ornament on our tree (he was our first fur baby after all!)
  • More excitement about blu-tacing the advent calendar snow flake to the mirror than actually completing the activity.
  • Painting Christmas cards and watching him press two bits together to get a pattern – crazy skills, but more likely thank you day care haha.
  • Seeing him notice all the decorations around the house slowly (I think Elf on a Shelf is on the cards for next year).
  • Singing and dancing with him in the kitchen.

I know I often say how hard Logan is but he's also really amazing and I feel so so lucky to be able to share the silly season with him and his far.

 

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Support

So here's the funny thing about the internet, you sit behind a screen all by yourself but it opens you up to a world of other people. Sure it's not the most conventional way of making friends but I think convention went out the window when the internet got 'switched on'. On a random side note did anyone ever see that IT Crowd episode with the internet and the big red button…

Don't get me wrong, I know the internet is full of nasty spiteful people who love to tear people to pieces but thankfully I haven't experienced that. I think it helps that I'm not a popular blog and I don't sugar coat stuff. I keep this shit real yo – and I'm also a total lame ass!

As most of my readers know Logan isn't the child I thought he would be. I love him so much but he's really hard work and that's only expounded when I get together with the other Mums and their kids. Sure they throw tantrums and aren't always happy but Logan is definitely the nonstop whinger of our group. This week it's gotten to me. I'm sure it's just compounded by the fact that he's going through a phase but I just wish the universe would throw me a bone and give me my happy little boy. I know he can be like that but for most of the time he's not and it's hard work. Case in point this week he threw two tantrums because we went to the park…seriously? What kid hates the park!?

So, I'm going to try anything and everything. TV is getting drastically reduced (god help us!), food is going to get better (not that he eats a lot anyway unless it's sweet!) and I'm going to look into supplements that might help him. But I'm open to any and all suggestions.

This week has been the shittest week, three days of cleaning, a crappy zoo trip, lack of sleep (from me), early wake ups and a crap time at work. But I just wanted to say a big thank you to Lila and Sammie for the kind words and for all the rest of you for supporting me throughout the years. It means the world to me and to any other Mums or Dads going through this, you aren't alone.

There's probably some rule about not blogging after having a crap day right? So if you hated this post, skip it and I promise I'll be back with something shiny and happy…maybe containing lots of sprinkles if I get around to downloading photos off my camera!

PS: if all else fails stay up last your bedtime watching a crappy rom com.

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Travelling Toddler Tips

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I read a blog before heading over to Denmark that said avoid travelling with toddlers Logan’s age. Queue automatic freak-out and asking Andreas if we were crazy. Turns out we weren’t, I’m sure there are kids out there who are terrors to fly with but I wish people would throw out such a broad blanket statement, it really freaks out first time parents who have enough to stress about.

This was Logan’s second long haul flight in less than two years (and probably his last until we’ve bought a house!) so we sort of knew what to expect. I say sort of because when we went to Toronto he could use the basinet and was on the boob. And, as we all know, months cause lots of changes to our bouncing bundles of joy haha.

So on with the tips (on a side note these apply to toddlers under two who don’t have their own seat):

  • Book those basinet seats, sure if you’re kid is over the length/weight limits you won’t get it but the extra room is important!
  • Really think about what you’re packing as carry on. I’ve found you can get away with having lots more bags etc once they know you’re travelling with a baby/toddler but that doesn’t mean you should go nuts. The more bags you have the more difficult the child wrangling becomes.
  • Bring changes of clothes for everyone – this is definitely a just in case but Logan needed a change of clothes because sometimes it was too hot at the stop over airport or too stuffy on the plane. Make sure it’s not too bulky.
  • Don’t overdress your kid. The plane isn’t usually freezing (if it is ask the flight staff to do something about it) so I would suggest layering. If you are on a long haul flight chances are you’ll have a toddler/baby asleep on you which means shared warmth and can lead to a sweaty little monkey.
  • Another thing in regards to clothes, make sure you’re not wearing something with a tonne of buttons etc… You will be having a child trying to sleep on you after all!
  • Double check to see if you need to bring milk (this is why I missed the boob, damn bottles!). With Emirates we didn’t need to but it was a pain needing to pack bottles into our carry on. If you’re kid drinks out of a cup hurrah! I packed them into a zip-lock bag and bought extra so that I didn’t have to worry about washing them out on board.
  • Half the toys you bring won’t be used! Also don’t bring a puzzle unless it has big pieces you can’t lose. We wrapped our toys up but he really didn’t care.
  • iPads etc… Are your best friend, unless of course you hate them! If you can’t afford one you can use the entertainment system on board. We loaded a small iPhone up with Peppa Pig and it was a life saver.
  • Bring all the naughty food you never let them have. It’s a great distraction, our winner was the chuppa chup.
  • Aim for two backpacks and a small purse for yourself and if you are in the bulkheads remember it all has to go in the overhead. As soon as I got on I would take out a few snacks etc and shove them in that magazine compartment.
  • Write a list with what’s in each bag. I did this on the way back and it was fantastic. I took it out as soon as we got on board. On the way there I was always forgetting where things were and we’d be stuck pouring through bags at the most annoying times.
  • Ask the flight attendants for anything and everything. With Emirates we got milk for our bottles, fruit, a toy & rug and a jar of baby food (the purée kind but Logan ate it all).

That’s all but if you have any other questions please ask away

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God?

I am not a religious person. I did the required classes during my time at my public primary school both in Australia and Papua New Guinea. But whilst I don’t believe in a specific religion I do find myself hoping that there is someone out there keeping an eye on us all.

If I had to identify with any one religion I guess my background would be closest to Christianity. I can say the Lords Prayer on command – they were pretty intense getting this into my head back in PNG. But I wouldn’t have a clue about hymns, other prayers or anything else to do with it all.

Logan hasn’t been baptised and whilst I would love for him to have god parents I just feel like I’d be making a farce of the whole thing. If it was a tradition in our family then I wouldn’t think twice but it isn’t so we haven’t.

But why have I gotten onto such a heavy topic? Last week as I was driving home from work to go and get Logan from my Mum’s house I found myself behind a horrible car. No it wasn’t spurting toxic gas into the atmosphere but it was definitely toxic none-the-less. This car had one of those stickers on it…you know the kind, the picture of Australia with the words fuck off we’re full in it. But what made this car even more toxic was the fact that this sticker was side by side with a baby on board and ‘little aussie’ on board sticker. At that moment I found myself praying – I didn’t know who to but I prayed for that child. I prayed that even though the views of (I’m assuming the mother as it was a woman driving) their mother were horrible that they would grow up to love all people and that just because you are born in one place doesn’t mean you have the right to bar people from enjoying our home too.

My blood was boiling but in that moment I was so happy for my upbringing. I promised myself Logan would be a tolerant person who would look at both sides of an argument and who would think of others before opening his mouth.

Everyone is entitled to their own opinions but when they are hurting others I don’t think that is fair. Whilst I didn’t take much from the religious aspects of my schooling I did take this – treat others as you would like to be treated. If we could all live our lives like this the world would be a much better place to live in.

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Speak up you’re a mama now

Or Papa or caregiver…

But what I'm getting at is those little moments. You may or may not know the ones depending on your personality but I'm talking about when someone makes a derogatory comment and you just sit there quietly seething but not wanting to speak up. Some people are born with the ability to shout their views from the roof top and be outspoken when it comes to disagreeing with someone or expressing their opinion. Others such as myself can't do this. I often realise this when I'm with my sister-in-law who is incredibly vocal sometimes too much so (she told me I wouldn't be able to cut it as a teacher…she is currently studying to be a highschool English teacher) and I feel like a shrinking violet not willing to speak up.

Last night at dinner my family made some horrible comments that families do when they feel safe in their surroundings. Australia definitely has an undercurrent of racism and anyone who argues otherwise is bullshitting. So how, if you're a wallflower can you express your opinion? This was the question I posed to myself after the dinner – after all, I'm a Mama now and I don't want Logan to grow up thinking negative/derogatory/racist comments are ever ok no matter where you are.

I'm going to start by expressing myself more with my family. After all they aren't going to disown me if I tell them off for saying something offensive. I am also going to ask that those comments not be said around Logan, just as they won't swear around him they shouldn't be saying offensive things either. I'm hoping this will make me stronger when I'm outside my comfort zone. I will be honest and say that I won't take on anyone who looks like they would hit me if we're out in public and I more than likely won't argue with strangers. But in those moments I will do my best to educate Logan as to why what was said or done was wrong.

It's all about us doing our own bit to make sure the world our children inherit is full of love and positivity not violence and hatred. I'm starting small but aiming high. After all, I'm a mama now, I'm in charge of leading a child through life until he is old enough to make his own decisions. Hopefully, with my help the majority of them will be the right ones.

 

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Speak up you’re a mama now

Or Papa or caregiver…

But what I'm getting at is those little moments. You may or may not know the ones depending on your personality but I'm talking about when someone makes a derogatory comment and you just sit there quietly seething but not wanting to speak up. Some people are born with the ability to shout their views from the roof top and be outspoken when it comes to disagreeing with someone or expressing their opinion. Others such as myself can't do this. I often realise this when I'm with my sister-in-law who is incredibly vocal sometimes too much so (she told me I wouldn't be able to cut it as a teacher…she is currently studying to be a highschool English teacher) and I feel like a shrinking violet not willing to speak up.

Last night at dinner my family made some horrible comments that families do when they feel safe in their surroundings. Australia definitely has an undercurrent of racism and anyone who argues otherwise is bullshitting. So how, if you're a wallflower can you express your opinion? This was the question I posed to myself after the dinner – after all, I'm a Mama now and I don't want Logan to grow up thinking negative/derogatory/racist comments are ever ok no matter where you are.

I'm going to start by expressing myself more with my family. After all they aren't going to disown me if I tell them off for saying something offensive. I am also going to ask that those comments not be said around Logan, just as they won't swear around him they shouldn't be saying offensive things either. I'm hoping this will make me stronger when I'm outside my comfort zone. I will be honest and say that I won't take on anyone who looks like they would hit me if we're out in public and I more than likely won't argue with strangers. But in those moments I will do my best to educate Logan as to why what was said or done was wrong.

It's all about us doing our own bit to make sure the world our children inherit is full of love and positivity not violence and hatred. I'm starting small but aiming high. After all, I'm a mama now, I'm in charge of leading a child through life until he is old enough to make his own decisions. Hopefully, with my help the majority of them will be the right ones.

 

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Raising a Wolverine

I’m nowhere near getting the hang of raising our little Wolverine. He’s our first so everything around the next bend is a complete surprise – or smack in the face depending on how you want to look at it. I’m a planner so this has definitely been hard to come to terms with.

It’s also crazy when you’ve spent the majority of your life wanting to be a Mum and when it happens it is the total opposite to what you thought it would be. I’m coming to terms with that aspect of it though and I think a large part of that is because Logan is getting easier to manage. He will never be an easy child (I’ve resigned myself to that fact) but he’s my child and I love him to bits.

Here are a few tips though that I thought I’d share:

  1. They do what they do – kids meet milestones at different times – side note THE INTERNET CAN BE WRONG!
  2. Don’t stress – very hard but make sure you take time to yourself – remember how you used to be Number 1? That’s still important!
  3. You can’t break them – well you can but if you’re that kind of parent you wouldn’t be reading this and you need way more help than these tips can offer.
  4. To each their own – all parents do things differently, don’t feel guilty that one mum is making their own fish fingers and you give them out of a packet (*cough* speaking from experience *cough*)
  5. They won’t eat – you know you’re amazing eater…in a few months they won’t eat a thing – don’t worry about it they still keep growing, who knows why!
  6. Do what you can do – if you weren’t superwoman before you had a baby (eg baking goddess, diy genius) you definitely won’t be after having a kid and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. If you were superwoman I don’t want to hear about it
  7. Sleep – if you’re baby sleeps through from the beginning don’t share this with parents who are tearing their hair out on day 5 of no sleep. Don’t believe people telling you that they will sleep through at 3 months, 6 months etc… see Number 1.
  8. You are amazing – don’t ever forget that and whilst you’re life will never be the same again try and keep doing what you were doing before – don’t lose yourself to being a Mum & Dad (but of course enjoy every minute because it is the best role of your life!).
  9. If all else fails have a big cry – sometimes it’s just what you need!

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