Monday, September 29, 2014

one year on

virtù - ace one year on

hey there little fella!

It’s been a year now since I’ve known you on the outside. Fastest year of my life. Getting to know you has been totally awesome, pure delight. You sure have been teaching me loads, mostly that I don’t know as much as I thought I did. It’s a good lesson to have. My fourth babe you may be, but this inaugural  year of ours has been full of firsts and new experiences.

Celebrating your first birthday is a happy occasion, but I have to confess to crying bucket loads of tears too.  Your birth wasn’t an easy one my dear baby boy and remembering it on this anniversary fuels the hurts. We are both so lucky to be alive.

I can still remember waking up after the surgery not knowing what had happened to me or to you. I remember the angst while I waited to meet you, and then finally being wheeled down to the ICU to meet you. I remember all the tubes, the beeping noises and the sound of the oxygen being feed to you through tubes. I remember being all on my own for what felt like eternity as I waited to see you again. I remember FINALLY being allowed to hold you and taking you to my breast even though I’d been told not to. Apparently you would cry and cry and cry in the ICU, but I never knew you to cry – you were always calm and content in my arms. A year on and that still holds true. You love me like no other, and it is such an honour for me to be your rock, your security and your comfort.

Today you opened lots of gifts, well you sat there and tried to open them anyways – you had lots of keen helpers. You didn’t seem to mind and you were well aware that the day was all about you. You lapped up the attention wearing a smile from ear to ear. You received lots of bath toys – because you love your bath – and to help you celebrate all three of your siblings jumped into the bath with you to play.

Later we took you to the park and played with your new yellow ball. You got three balls in total, because you love playing with balls so much. They always make you happy. Being outside always makes you happy too. You’re a real outdoors person so to say you were in your element at the park with your new ball is an understatement. You had your first lolly – a milk bottle – there too. You seemed well impressed with it.

After the park we took you to a public swimming pool with a water slide. The original plan had been to take the family to The Maze with lots of outdoor waterslides, picnic fun and farmyard animals… but since today was a bit cold and showery we settled for an indoor pool. Don’t worry we’ll take you to The Maze soon. You seemed well impressed with the pool and little baby slides and toys. Your siblings were well chuffed too.

Then it was home for cake and opening some more gifts.

You were well knackered by the end of the day.

I haven’t quite finished making all your gifts yet. I did manage to finish a knitted elephant that I started making for you at the beginning of the year, but the eye-spy quilt and the giraffe softie still have a bit of finishing off. You’re not the best sleeper by dear boy. You tend to wake a lot through the night and don’t always nap during the day. Makes it a bit tricky to find the time to make things. Not to worry. They’ll be finished soon, and be stuffed full of my love for you.

Dear dear dear boy. I love you with all my heart and soul and am so thankful to have shared this wonderful year with you. You’re tops.

Happy 1st Birthday.

virtù - ace's first birthday

Sunday, September 28, 2014

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ebe - terrorising your younger brothersmae - my little ballerinaace - loving showersode - mixing it up with the big kids kicking the footy

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

             

ebe – you’re really growing up, …but not so much that you’re above terrorising your younger brothers on ode’s trike!

mae – when you really really don’t want your photo taken you drop your shoulders, stick out your bum and purse your lips.

ace – you’re loving shower time in the mornings

ode – with your hands on hips you declared to me this week that “I’m a big boy”, here you are mixing it up with all the other big boys kicking the footy after the grand final

                      

Joining in with Jodi.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

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ode - on your way upace - at the clotheslinemae - still feeling vunerableebe - some puzzles before school   

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

                  

ode – one the way up. Sweet boy you’re getting bigger and bigger every day, in mind and in body. There’s not a lot of baby left in you, without a doubt you’re becoming a big boy.

ace – playing at the clothes line. Dear baby boy you and I have so many good times out at that clothes line. Good thing too when you consider how much time we spend there.

mae – you’re still feeling vulnerable, but slowly slowly you’re getting stronger and working out how to write your own happy ending. My dear girl you’re going to make it and it is such a privilege to be there for you holding your hand and wiping away your tears.

ebe – some word puzzles before school. You’re tops my boy. Awesome 18/18 for your school assignment and generous sharing of your lolly bag with your younger siblings after a mate’s party. Love the way you roll.

           

                  

Joining in with Jodi.

Thursday, September 18, 2014

sun is shining the weather is sweet yeah

virtù - sun is shining

What a strange day.

The sun was certainly shining and the weather was definitely sweet.

The unusual start of the day was indicative of the strange day to come. Little O hysterically woke me because we’d lost his dada. In a daze I searched the house and could not find Dave anywhere. With panic rising I eventually found him sleeping in the driver’s seat of the car parked out the front of the house, the youngest member of the family asleep in his car seat. That little Ace has been putting his Dadda and I through our paces these past two nights, there has not been a lot of sleep. There has been a lot of screaming and crying.

Breakfast was had this morning before the dishwasher was emptied. That bugs me. I know its such a small thing but in the mornings I’m all about structure and routine. The dishwasher should be emptied before breakfast is started so that the dirty dishes can go straight back in rather than clutter forming around the sink. Keeps the new day clean. Such pedantic ritual is abandoned by morning tea time, but its nice to make it to elevenses with a clean and uncluttered kitchen.

We dropped E. off at school and chatted with his teacher. I don’t see her too often because E. generally likes to walk to class on his own these days. I’m cool with that. I have my hands full and independence is a good thing. It was nice to chat with her though. She was full of nice things to say about my boy. She made some lovely remarks about my parenting too. That made me feel really good.

M. had an appointment with our GP today. We headed to a playground near by for a spot of play before hanging out in the waiting room. Turned out it wasn’t the best choice of playground as most of our party needed to do ones and twos and there was no public toilet. Still most of us managed to hang on.

Our GP had some news to share, turns out one of her other patients has just recently named there newborn baby after our O. When chatting about the name the patient had shared with our GP that she’d discovered the name chatting to [me] in the waiting room, she’d liked it and we seemed like a lovely family. How chuffed are we! The GP and I joked that clearly we had not been there for one of E.’s bee injection appointments!!!

Day was going well.

Following M’s appointment I took her to a hairdresser to have her younger brother’s work enhanced. It was one of those no appointment places. The receptionist asked us to come back in half an our and so we checked out the shopping centre toilet facilities (it was that kind of day) and then bought some snacks at Woolies. There was another playground so we consumed our snacks had a quick play and then headed back to the hairdresser… where we waited for another forty five minutes! In the end we just left, M in tears that she wasn’t having her hair cut.

The day was turning pear shaped.

It wasn’t a good travelling day for our boys. Ace screamed and cried the entire way to our GP in the morning peak hour traffic and now on our return trip O. was completely losing it in the back seat. Not far from home there was car napping. Bugger. There would be another hour and a half of overtired boy company before we could finally get them down for naps. Meanwhile a splitting headache, earache and sore throat were dogging me and frankly making me a feel a little teary. (Remember peeps – not a lot of sleep happening here)

My hero dada Dave saved the day, coming home early from work to pick E. up from school so the young boys didn’t need to be woken. It also meant that M and I could head out again later in the afternoon to get her hair cut and have a bit of girl time. While we were out we bought her first netball and then while Dave made boiled eggs, baked beans and toast for dinner I taught her chest passes in the backyard. Loving that the days are getting longer.

Now I write this post sitting at the foot of my bed. Ace has woken a couple of times already for some cuddles before being taken back to his cot, M. is sleeping here after already having a bad dream and O has just arrived and is taking up his fair share of bed real estate.

There is some sibling conflict going down just now. Some more screaming and crying.

*sigh*

Maybe sleep will return to these parts tomorrow night?

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

gardening shoes

virtù - garden shoes at the back door

Beautiful spring weather in these parts. The garden is calling. My old cons are serving as gardening shoes. They’re completely impractical, they are riddled with holes now. My feet end up dirty despite wearing them.  I can’t bear to part with them. I do have a new pair for everyday wear but even so it seems wasteful to part with these friends just yet.

There are some painting jobs on my horizon so I am expecting that I will get use of them again then. Perhaps when they’re splattered with paint stains we will part ways. Or maybe then I will just fill them up with dirt and plant a flower in them.

With any luck I’ll be wearing them again tomorrow out in the garden. There is much to do. Weeding mostly. A little bit of vegie planting. Lots of snail relocation.

My youngest two are only too happy to help with the watering.

virtù - boys watering the garden 

Do you have anything so old and worn that it has become impractical yet you still can’t part ways?

Sunday, September 14, 2014

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ace - stands to playebe - plays monopolyode - and his shadow mae - lost her first tooth

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

ace – stands to play, you can manage a smile even when you’ve been feeling poorly – blasted cough and cutting teeth. They’ve kept you and I awake a lot this week.

ebe – loving your first game of monopoly. You’re getting so much better at playing board games and your understanding of money is developing too. This weekend you’ve been doing odd jobs all around the house for pocket money.

ode – shadow play? You’ve an unnerving fascination with spitting out water at the moment. Actually you’re fascinating with testing all kinds of boundaries and social norms. I guess that makes you a pretty typical three year old.

mae – you lost your first tooth at the check out of Woolworths today. Your brothers (the younger one your current hairdresser of choice) and I gave you a wild round of applause which attracted a few strange looks from those around. You were so super chuffed and mega brave. I on the other hand felt like I might burst into tears, you’re losing your last baby fragments.

         

  Joining in with Jodi.

Monday, September 8, 2014

drinking apple tea

virtù - drinking apple tea

Windy and gusty here in Perth today. The perfect day for sipping sweet apple tea. It continues to be chaotic in these parts. I’m start to think that that is just the way life will be from here on. So much juggling to be done. The more I practice the better I get. Lost my creative mojo there for a bit, particularly last week. Felt flat. Didn’t even want to lift up my knitting. Still haven’t got it totally back, but I have faith that the desire to be making will come back, soon even.

Sometimes I can’t seem to see the forest for the trees. All those trees can be overwhelming at times. I was reminded of great wisdom recently, “a jug is filled drip by drip”. I’ve adopted it as my mantra for the time being. I know that term four is always hectic with end of year bits and bobs, but term three turns out to be action packed too. Ms M. received a merit certificate at the school assembly, then there was book week, then Ms. M performed in her first school assembly (which was so brilliant – bravo!), Wednesday night the school hosts a learning journey where the parents are invited into the classrooms for an hour, the next day E. is getting a merit certificate at the school assembly (but I don’t think he knows), the week after he has his performance (some sort of dance routine to Happy) … oh my!

There have been assignments that need doing and homework and homework and homework…

I would say that I was looking forward to the school holidays … but I booked the two older kids into swimming lessons everyday for the full two weeks!

My mind seems to be forever racing with thoughts of one kind or another – I’m forever distracted.

Ah. Putting my feet up for small moments to quietly sip sweet apple tea. Bliss. Be. In. The. Moment.

                   

                              

…now back to racing.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

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mae - her first sports carnivalace - keeps his eye on the streetebe - in the shower ode - mr cool

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

    

mae – your first sports carnival this week, in the words of your father “our children move like treacle”, even so you had a good time and seemed to take it all in

ace – everyday your life becomes more and more vertical, this week you did some pretty impressive cruising around the lounge room furniture. Ne need to rush by dear boy, there is plenty of time.

ebe – boy you love your showers and baths. Always have. Looks like you’ve inherited your parents “last minute” gene – having to put in a late night and frantic morning in order to submit your school assignment on time.

ode – super smooth, you can smile your way out of anything

 

Joining in with Jodi.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

dinO

virtù - a kiss for dinovirtù - a hug and a kiss for dino virtù - ode and his dino

I do like to make my babes at least one gift for their birthday. For his recent third birthday I made O a dinosaur. He is loving all things dinosaur very much at the moment. He was very thrilled with it, smothering it with many kisses. Bless.

This is my first knitted softie. Previously I have sewed and crocheted soft toys but not yet knitted one. It was my first experience of knitting short rows too.  I so enjoyed making this for my sweet boy.

virtù - emrboidered label virtù - dino for Ode 

Everybody roar!
Like a dinosaur!
Do the Dinosaur Roar!

   

Ravelled.