Courtesy of:
www.cutajar.net/owen/2007/06/birth-order-of-children
What to wear
1st baby: You begin wearing maternity clothes as soon as your OB/GYN confirms your pregnancy.
2nd baby: You wear your regular clothes for as long as possible.
3rd baby: Your maternity clothes ARE your regular clothes.
Preparing for the Birth:
1st baby: You practice your breathing religiously.
2nd baby: You don't bother because you remember that last time, breathing didn't do a thing.
3rd baby: You ask for an epidural in your eighth month.
The Wardrobe:
1st baby: You pre -wash newborn's clothes, colour-coordinate them, and fold them neatly in the baby's little bureau.
2nd baby: You check to make sure that the clothes are clean and discard only the ones with the darkest stains.
3rd baby: Boys can wear pink, can't they?
Worries:
1st baby: At the first sign of distress–a whimper, a frown–you pick up the baby
2nd baby: You pick the baby up when her wails threaten to wake your first born.
3rd baby: You teach your three-year-old how to rewind the mechanical swing.
The Dummy:
1st baby: If the dummy falls on the floor, you put it away until you can go home and wash and boil it.
2nd baby: When the dummy falls on the floor, you squirt it off with some juice from the baby's bottle.
3rd baby: You wipe it off on your shirt and pop it back in.
Nappy changes:
1st baby: You change your baby's nappies every hour, whether they need it or not.
2nd baby: You change their nappy every two to three hours, if needed.
3rd baby: You try to change their nappy before others start to complain about the smell or you see it sagging to their knees.
Activities:
1st baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics, Baby Swing, and Baby Story Hour.
2nd baby: You take your infant to Baby Gymnastics.
3rd baby: You take your infant to the supermarket and the dry cleaner.
Going Out:
1st baby: The first time you leave your baby with a sitter, you call home five times.
2nd baby: Just before you walk out the door, you remember to leave a number where you can be reached.
3rd baby: You leave instructions for the sitter to call only if she sees blood.
At Home:
1st baby: You spend a good bit of every day just gazing at the baby.
2nd baby: You spend a bit of every day watching to be sure your older child isn't squeezing, poking, or hitting the baby.
3rd baby: You spend a little bit of every day hiding from the children.
Swallowing Coins (a favourite):
1st child: When first child swallows a coin, you rush the child to the hospital and demand x-rays
2nd child: When second child swallows a coin, you carefully watch for the coin to pass.
3rd child: When third child swallows a coin you deduct it from his allowance!
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Friday, April 20, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
The beautiful sunrise we were greeted with this morning
I was just telling the kids this morning about how clever and Heavenly Father is. There are so many things in this world that are ugly and wrong and just plain evil, yet, we are blessed with beauty in things we take for granted. A sunrise for example. It was a great way to start the day :)
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
The Gall of it!
So no gall stones... Not sure how relieved I am though. On the one hand it's good because I don't have to have my gall bladder removed, so no hospitalization required. Also, all my organs are ok so nothing weird picked up there. He said it could be inflammation of the (something starting with a 'D' which comes right after the stomach) which causes the pain. So he's prescribed an antacid and it should settle within a few days if it's that. On the other hand, I'm petrified of cancer so I drilled him all about that, how it works and what could / would happen if it doesn't settle. So, having my mind a bit clearer on that, I suppose I do feel a bit better.
I had worst case scenarios going through my mind...
At least it's all done now (and hopefully it'll all settle and I'll be done with it).
I can't imagine how tough it must be for parents who find out they're going to leave a family behind. I shudder at the thought.
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I had worst case scenarios going through my mind...
At least it's all done now (and hopefully it'll all settle and I'll be done with it).
I can't imagine how tough it must be for parents who find out they're going to leave a family behind. I shudder at the thought.
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Kael
Yesterday morning, I was giving my younger 2 kiddies breakfast (they'd asked for Jordy's cereal - he got a box of Milo cereal for his birthday last week). So I put some in a bowl for Kael and he told me that he didn't want milk with it. A few minutes later, he then said, "Actually, I do want milk. I was confused!"
Seriously, how many kids at the age of 35 months can say that. I love that my kids talk so well :)
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Seriously, how many kids at the age of 35 months can say that. I love that my kids talk so well :)
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Doctors...
So here I sit, waiting patiently at the X-ray department of Olivedale for someone to see me and do a scan of my abdomen... I may have gall stones. How exciting! Not really but what else can I say about it? It's freezing in this waiting area - as though they think it's 35°C outside the room and they need to keep the heat out.
Apparently they have to remove the gall bladder if it is gall stones. Now that sounds like a whole barrel of fun hey?
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Apparently they have to remove the gall bladder if it is gall stones. Now that sounds like a whole barrel of fun hey?
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Monday, March 26, 2012
Last week of school Term 1 2012
Well here we are... The last week of the first term of 2012. Already! Jules seems to have done well in Grade 4 so it's not as bad as I thought I would be. We still have exams to experience next term though so perhaps I shouldn't count my chickens.
Jordy is styling Grade 1 - Mrs Kaspersen really did a fantastic job getting him ready for big school.
We'll get their reports on Thurs eve @ parents' evening. Then I may just keep them home from school on Friday - just coz I can.
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Jordy is styling Grade 1 - Mrs Kaspersen really did a fantastic job getting him ready for big school.
We'll get their reports on Thurs eve @ parents' evening. Then I may just keep them home from school on Friday - just coz I can.
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Sunday, March 25, 2012
Finding me...
Wanna see if this still works - been forever since I last blogged and I'm going through a rough time.
I'm taking a break from facebook - I just spend too much time there. I'm also a bit lost in where I'm at and I've forgotten who I am. I think I'm too caught up in what I do. At the moment, I'm just going through the motions with everything - kids, family, home, church etc.
So I'll be posting here from now on. Until I find me again.
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Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Chores and a sane Mommy
Today I knew Paul was going to work late and I had so much to do...
SO... I decided to get the kids in on the working thing that happens around the house - you know, the normal everyday mundane stuff that's mostly left for mom (and dad, in our family) to do. Don't get me wrong, we've been getting the kids in on the chores thing for quite some time now> Every Saturday morning we do a big clean up and the house gets cleaned properly - floors washed and vacuumed, kitchen sparkling, bathroom really clean etc. But the day-to-day stuff is often a huge fight and I have to psyche myself up for it when I ask the kids to do something so that I don't feel like I've started WW3. I'm not afraid of the fight nor am I in any way willing to back down - doing housework together as a family is what we will do in our house and the kids will be used to it by the time they leave to live their own lives. I refuse to be the maid or servant so everyone has to pull their weight.
And today I did it all again and it worked and I felt as though I was doing great! When we got home, the kids wanted to swim so I told them that if they did everything I asked them to do first, then they could. They were happy with that so they all willingly went and did the tasks assigned to them. Jordy unstacked the dishwasher, Julie stacked most of the things she could manage - the pots that needed a bit more elbow grease were left for me. We had lunch and then they had a whole hour of swimming. It was super!
When we got back, they all played outside with their friends and eventually, at 5.30, I called them all in and got them all (barring Kael) to pack their clean washing away. Julie even got to taking all the clothes off her bottom cupboard shelf and re-packing it all neatly.
I had since made supper and we all ate feeling quite good about ourselves.
It just worked out so well today. Granted, I don't expect every day to be this easy from now on but I think just the fact that we got it right is good enough to keep me going for a while. I feel like a sane mother and think my kids rock!
And on days like these, I am also ever grateful that my children are growing up learning to be responsible and team players. This is why we have families - so we can feel the joy of working together and being happy when we've all done what we are expected to.
SO... I decided to get the kids in on the working thing that happens around the house - you know, the normal everyday mundane stuff that's mostly left for mom (and dad, in our family) to do. Don't get me wrong, we've been getting the kids in on the chores thing for quite some time now> Every Saturday morning we do a big clean up and the house gets cleaned properly - floors washed and vacuumed, kitchen sparkling, bathroom really clean etc. But the day-to-day stuff is often a huge fight and I have to psyche myself up for it when I ask the kids to do something so that I don't feel like I've started WW3. I'm not afraid of the fight nor am I in any way willing to back down - doing housework together as a family is what we will do in our house and the kids will be used to it by the time they leave to live their own lives. I refuse to be the maid or servant so everyone has to pull their weight.
And today I did it all again and it worked and I felt as though I was doing great! When we got home, the kids wanted to swim so I told them that if they did everything I asked them to do first, then they could. They were happy with that so they all willingly went and did the tasks assigned to them. Jordy unstacked the dishwasher, Julie stacked most of the things she could manage - the pots that needed a bit more elbow grease were left for me. We had lunch and then they had a whole hour of swimming. It was super!
When we got back, they all played outside with their friends and eventually, at 5.30, I called them all in and got them all (barring Kael) to pack their clean washing away. Julie even got to taking all the clothes off her bottom cupboard shelf and re-packing it all neatly.
I had since made supper and we all ate feeling quite good about ourselves.
It just worked out so well today. Granted, I don't expect every day to be this easy from now on but I think just the fact that we got it right is good enough to keep me going for a while. I feel like a sane mother and think my kids rock!
And on days like these, I am also ever grateful that my children are growing up learning to be responsible and team players. This is why we have families - so we can feel the joy of working together and being happy when we've all done what we are expected to.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Just keep blogging, blogging, blogging...
I feel as though I haven't been here a lot recently. And since getting my dad's old BlackBerry, and consequently getting hooked, I find myself pushing the shift button every time I want to add punctuation. HAHAHAHA :) I love laughing at myself - keeps me a bit sane (if that's even possible).
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Lemon Cheesecake a la Sam
Ingredients:
250ml fresh cream
250ml smooth original cream cheese
1 tin condensed milk
30 - 45ml lemon juice (taste dependent)
1 packet Marie / tennis biscuits, finely crushed
Melted butter (enough to mix in with the crushed biscuits to make a base - I've never measured it, I just go by how it feels when I'm mixing it)
Base:
Mix biscuits & butter and line the bottom of a 30cm dish
Filling:
Whip cream til stiff, add condensed milk and mix well, add cream cheese & mix well, add lemon juice & mix well. Pour onto base, bake at 180ºC for 5 mins to ensure it sets [Have to add here that this is best done when you are using your oven for something else too else you just waste a LOT of electricity]. Chill in fridge for at least 4 hours.
EAT!!!
Seriously the best, creamiest cheesecake EVER! (and it's mostly all mine)
250ml fresh cream
250ml smooth original cream cheese
1 tin condensed milk
30 - 45ml lemon juice (taste dependent)
1 packet Marie / tennis biscuits, finely crushed
Melted butter (enough to mix in with the crushed biscuits to make a base - I've never measured it, I just go by how it feels when I'm mixing it)
Base:
Mix biscuits & butter and line the bottom of a 30cm dish
Filling:
Whip cream til stiff, add condensed milk and mix well, add cream cheese & mix well, add lemon juice & mix well. Pour onto base, bake at 180ºC for 5 mins to ensure it sets [Have to add here that this is best done when you are using your oven for something else too else you just waste a LOT of electricity]. Chill in fridge for at least 4 hours.
EAT!!!
Seriously the best, creamiest cheesecake EVER! (and it's mostly all mine)
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Yes or no...
Should I Really Join Facebook ? (Priceless)
A good laugh for people in the over 50 group !!!
AND really quite true!!
When I bought my Blackberry, I thought about the thirty-year business I ran with 1800 employees, all without a cell phone that plays music, takes videos, pictures, and communicates with Facebook and Twitter. I signed up under duress for Twitter and Facebook , so my seven kids, their spouses, 13 grandkids and 2 great-grand kids could communicate with me in the modern way. I figured I could handle something as simple as Twitter with only 140 characters of space.
That was before one of my grandkids hooked me up for Tweeter, Tweetree, Twhirl, Twitterfon, Tweetie and Twittererific Tweetdeck, Twitpix and something that sends every message to my cell phone and every other program within the texting world.
My phone was beeping every three minutes with the details of everything except the bowel movements of the entire next generation. I am not ready to live like this. I keep my cell phone in the garage in my golf bag.
The kids bought me a GPS for my last birthday because they say I get lost every now and then going over to the grocery store or library. I keep that in a box under my tool bench with the Blue Tooth [it's red] phone I am supposed to use when I drive. I wore it once and was standing in line at Barnes and Noble talking to my wife and everyone in the nearest 50 yards was glaring at me. I had to take my hearing aid out to use it, and I got a little loud.
I mean the GPS looked pretty smart on my dash board, but the lady inside that gadget was the most annoying, rudest person I had run into in a long time. Every 10 minutes, she would sarcastically say, "Re-calc-u-lating." You would think that she could be nicer. It was like she could barely tolerate me. She would let go with a deep sigh and then tell me to make a U-turn at the next light. Then if I made a right turn instead. Well, it was not a good relationship.
When I get really lost now, I call my wife and tell her the name of the cross streets and while she is starting to develop the same tone as Gypsy the GPS lady, at least she loves me.
To be perfectly frank, I am still trying to learn how to use the cordless phones in our house. We have had them for 4 years, but I still haven't figured out how I can lose three phones all at once and have to run around digging under chair cushions and checking bathrooms and the dirty laundry baskets when the phone rings.
The world is just getting too complex for me. They even mess me up every time I go to the grocery store. You would think they could settle on something themselves but this sudden "Paper or plastic?" every time I check out just knocks me for a loop. I bought some of those cloth reusable bags to avoid looking confused, but I never remember to take them in with me.
Now I toss it back to them. When they ask me, "Paper or plastic?" I just say, "Doesn't matter to me. I am bi-sacksual." Then it's their turn to stare at me with a blank look. I was recently asked if I tweet. I answered, "No, but I do toot a lot."
P.S. I know some of you are not over 50. I sent it to you to allow you to forward it to those who are.
We senior citizens don't need anymore gadgets. The TV remote and the garage door remote are about all we can handle
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