Tagged (extra post - yep two in one day)

Ahhhhh Liisa tagged me

I am tagged to describe my life in six words, so here goes.....

random thoughts and deeds running amock

Hmmm think I shall tag Simone and Stacey {evil grin}

How I love shopping - NOT

I really, really, really really reallllyyyy detest taking my youngest daughter shopping. For one very simple reason she runs off.

But on Saturday I had no other option after all SHE was the one needing new shoes. I figured it was easier if I took the older two with me so they could chase I mean help look after her.

Normally Abs hates getting new shoes, usually Char and I end up holding her down while we try a pair on her and pray they fit then buy those ones, but this time I tried to make her more excited about the prospect by suggesting to her that we go and buy her some pretty sparkly new shoes like the faeries wear (well anything is worth a try eh?)

So 5 of us went off to the local mall - Lucky for G he was working! First stop the shoe shop. Oh wow how lucky was I - Dora the explorer shoes and oh my they FITTED. Ok so we had to hold onto her and stop her from running out of the shop while I paid for them but at least there was no tantrums!

So shoes done I figured we could call into big W and pick up a couple of things for the girls and J that was my first mistake.

As soon as we entered the shop Ab's gave a giggle and ran! and I mean RAN, I had J in the pram and knew there was no way I was gonna manage running around the shoppers with the pram in front of me - I looked at her sisters and said "think you better run after her" Char gave me the usual 15yo daughter response and Ys ended up running after Ab's. I sighed and sent Charl following while I rushed and grabbed the stuff we needed for J ect.

a few mins later Charl reappeared on her own then Ys who was very distressed as she couldn't find Ab's. I left the older 2 with Ja who by now was getting distressed himself as he needed a feed. and I started searching.

Now as the name suggests Big W is BIG and searching for a 2 yo is pretty impossible, I ran from one side to the other shouting her name asking people if they had seen her and getting a tad scared - ok very bloody scared.

I figured if she got close to the entrance and bolted I would have lost her; so quickly I went to the front of the shop and told security, they sent me to another area so it could be announced over the loud speaker. Then everyone can look for my dear daughter...

I was scared, very scared, especially as recently there have been a few attempted abductions in our area, I was alternating feeling cross at her for running and desperately upset - so I was so visibly relived when I saw the security guard with her.

And her excuse for running off?

"But mummy I was finding monies for shopping"

Sigh!

By this point I had decided enough was enough and sod the cup of coffee I was desperate for -I wanted HOME!

So we all jumped in the car and set off....

Suddenly Charl shouted "Mum Mum move your head NOW...... nooooo towards me" I looked at her - yes she looked scared

"OMG MUM ITS A HUGE SPIDER" she screamed

"Ummm shit" I thought "is it poisonous"

Then Ys obviously noticed it and started screaming.....

Abs decided cos Ys was screaming so should she.....

I decided at this point stopping the car was the best option

I pulled over and turned around - slowly.... yep there was a HUGE Huntsman spider, as I looked it ran across the ceiling of the car to the back door on the side opposite me. By now all 3 girls where screaming - (I have no idea how Ja stayed asleep!) and Charl was out of the car and flung opened the back door for the spider to get out. I ran to the passenger side to 'prod' the spider to remove itself of its free trip out. Once removed Charl and I jumped back in rather sharply and I drove back.

Once home Ja got his long awaited feed and I vowed (once again) not to take Abs shopping................

Another cold!

I friggin' hate being ill, yea I know so do the rest of the world. I tend to think of it as an inconvenience more than anything. The not being able to breath properly, the nosebleeds when I blow my nose to much and the general feeling of absolute shitty-ness. I tend to think - I can't be ill - I dont have time for this, looking after 5 umm I mean 4 kids (sorry G) its def a full time job and if I get behind in the washing ect, it piles up so friggin' fast.

But I do realise if I dont try to take it easy I will only make it worse - I know this well from past experience. So I will force myself to sit down and not do too much.

But the sun is shining and the garden calls me and Ja is asleep and Abi could run off some of that excess energy she has.........

*beep* sorry this post has now ended due to the weather

And summer was when?

And so I add another new blog to my list, speaking to spikeaddicted on my msn she told me that she had been reading my archives (wow she must have been bored) so I spent a few minutes delving into them myself, have to be honest its odd looking back like that, but much easier than keeping an offline diary. The ones of where Ab's was born bring back memories, I guess I should have done some when Ja way born, but I got so little time.

The fact he was born during the long summer hols here was a blessing though, I totally enjoyed spending my time not having to worry about getting up to get the kids to school - roll on next hols!
Plus summer wasn't hot - far from it in fact, I reckon Autumn is a lot more sunnier! Which did mean I wasn't desperately trying to keep him cool. Abs was still at daycare though so I did have to get up to a routine twice a week this was mainly to keep her place open, its still hellish trying to get childcare round here.

One thing I did start doing after he was born is getting some of my shopping delivered from organic feast - damn good idea, with a large family it felt like I was always needing to go the supermarket, now I go to coles once a week and get them to deliver the rest!

The garden which I worked so hard on when I first moved to this house, went totally to weed during the later part of my pregnancy - its just soooo hard to do anything when you feel like your carrying twins (I know I wasnt!) plus, the fact I was feeling the heat so badly didn't help. But this weekend when Ja was asleep I managed to actually do a bit, I think though it could be a long time till its back to rights.

Hmmm maybe I should bribe the kids..........

Time is an illusion

Sleep is a precious commodity these days.

With two children under the age of 3 its a rather hectic household and to be honest I dont think I could cope if it wasnt for the older two helping out.

These two fantastic children do chores these days not to earn pocket money but to earn PC or PS2 time - suits me fine though!

And so I guess 8 months is a rather long time between posts, and for those of you wondering.....

I did get the birth I wanted and it was fantastic.

2 hours in the end, no drugs 9lb 1 oz, slight tearing, and G delivered him in a water birth, yes him *lol* after three girls a him.

I would say I will spare the gory details but to be honest there wasnt really any. All i will say is a water birth is def the easy option!

I am also back at work two days a week :( I would rather be at home but I cant really afford it and things move so fast in IT that if I took too long off I would be out of date.

This does seem a short post but in reality there is so much to actually talk about it would last forever so I will just try and get back into it slowly.

One reason I was prompted to update is my friend Simone who started up a blog (see blogrolling list) "On the Wings of Dragonflies" rather nifty title I though. Anyways time to see what has been happening on other blogs and possibly clean out my blog rolling list :S

Birthing Rights

I decided that I wanted to have my baby at the local Birthing Centre, this to me seemed a logical idea, basically I go in have the bub and can be at home in 6 hours. This might seem odd to some, but when your up to bub no 4, all you really want to do is be at home. The only reason I'm not interested in a home birth is I don't want to do the cleaning up!

There is one problem - I am a VBAC (Vaginal Birth After Cesarean) I have had 2 normal births since the C-section, but I am still classed as a VBAC.

My first 2 children where born in the UK, Daughter no 1, went into distress, its a long story and I am not really surprised she did, but it meant the water birth I so craved for became out of my reach. Daughter no 2 ended up being a ventouse delivery, this was mainly because I had opted for an epidural - just in case of a repeat c-section. In reality though I was more in control than in my first birthing experience, unfortunately due to the cord getting caught she ended up being assisted.

As you can understand from my previous experiences I was terrified when finding myself pregnant for a third time, I had no idea how I was going to cope with the birth. Plus it was a new experience for my husband, and all my friends where on the other side of the world. I was scared, no scrap that - bloody terrified!

I decided to have my baby at the local hospital and consequently booked in and started seeing the midwifes there. They where brilliant, very supportive, but the thing that really stood out what how positive they all where. My last few appointments before birth where all handled by one midwife who really helped me allay my fears. I actually felt positive about it all.

Eventually 1 day overdue I went into labour, we stayed at home for a while then made our way to hospital, being a VBAC I was expecting continuous monitoring, but it didnt happen (un/luckily?) the girl across the corridor, was having a horrible time and the midwifes kinda left us to it. I didnt mind, I was quite happy with my CD's and gas and air.

When I suddenly felt the urge to push, G called for the midwifes and the one who had done my last few appointments was the one who caught daughter no 3 as she literally shot out.

I felt so exhilarated, I had finally achieved a 'normal' birth, I cannot put into words how it was.

Once I was at home the same midwife did the post visit check up. I think it made a real difference to the whole experience.

So finding myself pregnant for a 4th time, I really want a simple delivery, the midwife who delivered the last one works at the local birthing center, which is what now exists as the maternity ward on the hospital closed down.

However they are not suppose to take VBACS, I went into see the midwifes there and after speaking to them (and sobbing - what a wuss I am) they agreed to take me as long as the obstetrician at the main hospital says its ok.

I have an appointment to see him on the 17th. this is my last chance at the water birth I so wanted almost 15 years ago. I dont know what to say to him really apart from what is in my heart.

I know all the risks, I have researched this so well, now its in the hands of another.

Mother Nature

Well its been a wet, windy and cold week here, I know people think Australia is always hot but that is really only in the north.

On Friday we had some of the worst storms that I have ever seen. It was quite terrifying, it was only thanks to a friend at work that I managed to get home last Friday. For the first time in months G has driven me to work cos he needed the car, so I was unable to just leave when the weather started to worsen. But my mate at work told me to tell G to stay at home and he would drive me back in his 4 wheel drive.

Thank god he did!

Firstly we discovered the road from work to the main road was flooded with 2 cars stuck, so we turned around and did a detour, then another road between work and Abi's day care was totally washed out, once again 2 stranded cars floating in the water. Another detour began. What should have been a 10 minutes journey took 45 minutes!

Once we had Abi we had to get back to my house, the rain was torrential, I seriously found it a very nerve racking journey and I had never been so glad to get home!

That night the wind was deafening and at one point I thought the windows where about to cave in. That was frightening!

The next morning my father in law appeared at our front door, his mobile, home phone and power were all out. He phoned energy Australia and we discovered 200,000 homes where without power - how ours stayed on is a mystery. As the morning unfolded we saw on the news the destruction of the winds, we only lost a tree and couple of uprooted bushes, but some people had there whole house destroyed. Flooding was becoming a real problem. Our garage at one point had 7inchs of water in it. The hunter river rose by 10 meters. Some towns where totally cut off.

Even a week later, there are trees everywhere and the destruction leaves me speechless. My eldest didn't go to school till Wednesday due to damage to her school. There are still 12,000 homes without power, these are mainly in the 'cut off' towns and until the floods subside they will remain so.

Today we had another weather warning, and although its suppose to be a lot less severe than last week I think the problem is that the ground is already so wet that more flooding is a real worry.

Anyway I am leaving work early, not taking any chances this time!

news

SO I reappeared only to disappear!

Well my dad has been pretty ill so I was kinda distracted, but hes on the mend now (thank goodness)

Move went well, kids all settled I will get some pics and put them up, mind you there is an old wifes saying new move - new baby....

yea well guess what