...Hormones Shmormones...

Being Pregnant is a miraculous and amazing experience that absolutely nothing else compares to. The Hormonal changes not so much. But it definitely changes your life for one- and your relationship with your partner. My husband told me that he doesn't want to go through those 9 months anytime soon again, whereas I though it was a breeze! I thought I sailed through my pregnancy with not many irrational outbreaks, and without any tumbles of words I would regret afterwards. But he though different! well, somehow I understand: Those midnight rushes to any shop that would still be open for anything vaguely chocolate flavoured... just to keep me happy; that would really take someone to the edge. When he came home from work would eventually arrive with on or two chocolate slabs in tow... just to be on the safe side. Thank goodness I didn't have any strange cravings... that would've brought him over the edge! 
I did realise through my pregnancy that they were not joking when they say we have "mushy brain" during pregnancy. I experienced that first hand: not only do we forget words mid-sentance but also forget things like leaving the garage door-lock keys in the garage; once you have closed and locked it and then realising that the front door of the house is still open and the house keys are on that set of keys that are locked in the garage!!! yes that is true... Anything is possible when you have Pregnancy Mushy Brain Syndrome.
I soon realised that it doesn't leave once you have had your baby. I would still forget things, and realise that my vocabulary was still somewhere in Pregnancy Cyberspace... It was hopeless.
No wait... My low point of this Mushy Brain Syndrome happened not so long ago, 5 months after I had my daughter: I was standing chatting to my mom in her kitchen, while the snackwhich machine was brewing our amazing and not so healthy cheese snackwhich, while my daughter was playing in the lounge quietly on her doughnut/playmat. Now you must understand that when you are a new mom, or a mom in general, you are so tuned in to any noise or peep or sound made, knowing it's your baby and wants your attention. I had my back to the machine when I heard it hissing away, as the cheese was oozing out and melting on the hot surface. without thinking, now remember its the motherly instincts that kick in, so without thinking I turned around and said out loud:" It's ok my lovey, whats the mat...."... Hold a minute, am I talking to the snackwhich machine???
Crazy I know but I actually started talking to the machine thinking git was my daughter, but actually it wasn't. I blame it on the hormones!! Strange things do happen... but that is just one of my crazy stories, and I'm sure many to still follow... What helps me to remember that I am still normal is that I am not the only one!!

Until next time... Enjoy your TiniTot and remember: Motherhood is a gift to be cherished!

"She has Arrived!!!..."

I remember it was a Monday when I finally decided to take that Pregnancy test. Being nauseous for two weeks was no joke, and I was determined I couldn't be pregnant, as nothing added up. Nevertheless my heart was beating in my throat and I sat there waiting for the five minutes to be up- not even stealing a glance at the stick! What if there are two blue lines... and in my head I'm thinking:"If I am pregnant-please don't let me become whale-ishly huge..."
The five minutes where up... I just quickly looked at it ... Two Blue Lines telling me I am pregnant. I tried to calculate how far I was. There weren't those fancy pregnancy tests that told you how far you are and made you a cup of tea at the same time! I was definitely pregnant! I even took a second test- JUST in case the first one somehow had made an error!

I couldn't"t wait for the day of her Birth: the Princess that had been growing in my womb for 9 Months was finally arriving. Wednesday the 29th September. The unplanned Ceasarian was an unwanted yet much needed Birth, and I was happy to get her out either way! I was bursting with excitement to meet her- never mind actually Bursting: feeling like a balloon way beyond its blow-up capacity! My husband and I were ready as can be; with the room decorated and the car seat ready. Even the Nappy Bag was packed now just waiting for this long-awaited day to arrive!  
And what an experience it was- seeing your own baby for the very first time! Any mom will tell you- there are absolutely no words to describe how miraculous and beautiful that first encounter is.  Besides the slightly overwhelming operation, and all those people in the theatre, the one thing to keep me calm was the sight of my husband in his comical overalls and headgear! He really looked like a Tellitubby. Afterwards I had such a laugh about the Doctors, having a big fat chat whilst operating on me. They were even talking about what they would be doing on the coming weekend! I'm laying there thinking to myself :"Hellooo; please concentrate on getting my child out!!"
All in all having a Caesar was an experience I will never forget, but having the blessing of a child is a Journey I will always appreciate and thank God for! Ultimately He has blessed us with the biggest Miracle... Being able to give life!And in the words of my comical Gynae: " You don't fall pregnant to have a birth, but you fall pregnant to have a Baby!" A casear is an option I would not choose, but would do it again in a heartbeat to have my Princess...!
I love being a mom and am enjoying every step of my daughter's speedy development.
Until next time...Enjoy your TinyTot and remember: Motherhood is a gift to be cherished! 

Watch out for the Prunes...

It all started Last Friday, when my darling daughter had not made a number two in a few days. This was quite unusual, as she is Breastfed and very regular. But because she stared Solids not so long ago, she was getting a bit congested. (Sorry about the overshare- I am getting to the point...).
I was on my way out to meet my family and a friend for an afternoon tea, had all the bags packed and was off in the car, bracing myself to drive half way around the Peninsula to get to our far away destination; when I got stuck in traffic. The frustration is rising. So I took a detour, going through a more industrial part of Town, cutting through to get to the highway required. As I am about to enter a main road, I hear my daughter pushing, but not thinking much of it. Well... I had it coming for me...
I couldn't see much, and so decided to drive on and handed her her teething toy. As I glanced at it, I noticed that it had some residue of something other than drool... I glanced again... nope!! She had made a number two... Oh My Word had she made a number two! It had gone everywhere... and that is an understatement!!! The frustration is rising some more.

It had voluminously escaped from her nappy, leaving her car seat full of it!Never mind staining her clothes. Needless to say I pulled over to assess the damage properly, moments before stupidly thinking that I could drive all the way with her in that condition... The damage was severe.

I placed her on the back seat of the car and out came the Wetwipes. And they just kept on coming!!! One by one they are just sweeping across her bottom, no time or effort wiping with the same wipe; it just wasn't worth it! I must tell you that it was not easy getting her nice, once clean, clothes off her without wiping it across her back. Thank goodness I packed extra clothes. Every mother knows we need to pack extra clothes wherever you go. It was that bad that I even thought of returning and going home to bath her. But then decided against it. Once cleaned and fresh we were back on the road, still having the stench of a stincky nappy (diaper) on the back seat (in a nappy packet mind you). At least I now had a much happier and brighter child, most probably grateful for the "release".
 I realised afterwards that it was the Prunes I had fed her the night before, to assist in her digestion, that caused this explosion! The aftereffects of Prunes I will surely never forget! Hopefully next time, no wait: there won't be a next time, i will learn my lesson and just stick to the boiled cooled water...
Hope this brought a smile to your face.
Until next time...Enjoy your TinyTot and remember: Motherhood is a gift to be cherished!

Going Shopping!

While my darling daughter sleeps I take the opportunity to post my first blog. Yay :)

So, a while back I was out shopping with my daughter Ava, who at the time was about 3 months old; it was just after Christmas, so the shops were still buzzing with excitement and  that Christmasy fragranted sprit that I love so much still filled the air. I had Ava in her pram and was shopping around the baby section of a big chain store, looking for cute pink things that I actually didn't need, when I saw a mom and her daughter walking past. Now if you are a new(ish) mom, you will know that other moms with older children will always crane their necks to have just a peak into your pram to view your baby. Sometimes I am proud and show off my baby, and other times I just make as if I have no clue they are being like owls trying to peek.
This time I noticed and just smiled, pretending to enjoy the attention, when actually I was hoping they would keep it down as Ava had just fallen asleep... The mom smiles at the baby and at me, turns to look at her daughter and says:" Ahh, look at the small, cute Baby. Do you remember when you were that small?" And the five year old just smiles and shakes her head. Now, I'm sorry, but do any of us remember what it was like to be 3months old??? Golly, if we did I think our memories of childhood would be much more disturbed than we think- there is a reason why we dont remember from such a young age.
I just had to smile at the odd question this poor child was being asked... what was she supposed to say? In my head i was thinking: "well, darr, of course she doesn't, do you?"
Often we try to find small talk to create a conversation... and most of the time people do stop me and ask about my daughter or comment how cute she is; and she loves it-being the peoples person she is! And I don't mind- as long as its short and sweet, and I understand they are being friendly. Even children steal a glance and smile. It is great to have that attention- any mom would agree! It's also entertaining, and amusing to say the least, to hear what some parents utter to their children about babies or other small children they encounter... Let's just hope I don't make the same mistake this mother did!
Until next time... Enjoy your TinyTot and remember: Motherhood is a gift to be cherished!