In some ways we are different...

The rational mind knows, in theory, that every kid is different. Yet I can't help but use Nova as an assumption/template for Nev. And of course I get reminded often how that set of assumptions/expectations do nothing except give me a sense of structure that really doesn't apply.

That's a lot of words to set up this post, haha.

With Nova, I was on the lookout for self-undressing, and poopy Picasso-ing. He never showed any inclination for this. I still kept him in onesies as long as I could. It's only now, at a little over 3 years old, he's started to Al Bundy himself.

Now, Nev ... she's been thrusting hands down her pants for a while already. There was once she did a sleep poopy Picasso -- I thought that was snot on her hand and nose when I got her that morning *shudder*. She also has taken her pants off so often already (Nova has yet to do that). 

So today she not only took off her pants, but did a valiant job putting them back on.

I <3 these kids :)

Insomnia sucks

I think we went to bed at a reasonable (to us) time ...

1.45am: jolted wide awake by Nova crying something about "Get me out" ... Kosh went to investigate ... and found Nova ~under~ his bed??!! Of course Nev woke up with all this... Kosh calmed them down, left the room ... 

Then Nev starts wailing about losing her binky (oh how I hate that thing) ... 

I intervene ... I stay a while ... I leave ...

She wails ... and wails ... and wails ... finally quietens down

.... and sleep totally eludes me the rest of the night.

I'm going to be Red Light Mommy all bloody day, looks like.

Poor kids.

It's the 4th of May

... and the kids have a message for you:

Peace out!

For Lin

I couldn't help but title this as ...

"Ball and wheels with Nev"

I hope all who celebrate it had a great Easter.

Cheers!!

Another year passes by ...

... and *sneeze!* here I am brushing *cough cough* the dust *aaaacchhhooooo!* off of this blog *blows nose* ... it won't be pretty, bc I'll be posting short updates from my *aaaaaaaaahhhhhh* phone, *ccchhhhoooooooooo!* it's the only way I communicate with anyone nowadays.

.... and I *need* to write more than you need it to be pretty, methinks.

Welcome, 2014!

Hand Foot Mouth?

... more like Arm Leg Mouth for Nev
... ... and Mons Butt between-Toes for Nova

yup, that's right, the stupid coxsackie virus has struck this household again.

Mommy hasn't had a day off to herself for 12 days and counting since one got hit, then the other, and while the pediatrician's stand is they aren't contagious once the fever is gone for 24 hours, daycare insists they do not return until all blisters are at least scabbed over. So once Nev was daycarable, Nova wasn't.

Wheee!

(attached pic: Nev looking so miserable last week)

A short tale

Once upon a time, Nev was dressed up like her daddy

... but daddy doesn't use a binky, so it was taken away

... Nev got mad, and flailed and kicked and whined

... and was mighty proud with herself, for kicking a bootie off her foot and onto the floor.

The end.

(Yeah, needs a little more work, LoL!)

One week already?!

Just a quick picture post. Nev at one week.

PROM, the second time around ...

So some of my dear readers may recall that about thirteen months ago, I woke up at 2:45 in the morning to go to the bathroom, only to find myself lying in a pool of liquid. I woke up the hubby, who told me it probably wasn't what I thought it was, and to go pee lah. As I walked down the hallway to the bathroom, liquid totally dribbled down my legs ... called out to hubby about it, who responded by saying I needed to pee, right? So go pee. Just ... don't "push", ok?

And that was how my first P.R.O.M. started. Premature Rupture of the Membrane, more commonly understood as "my water broke!".

But wait, you say. Your FIRST P.R.O.M.?

Yup.

Guess who's here, 5 weeks early?


For Nev, it was different, yet similar. This time, it was 2am, and I felt three good gushes into the pad I was wearing (ah, the joys of a weak pelvic floor as a result of having already pushed a kid out of my nethers!) as I walked down that same hallway. Smelled the pad: did not smell of amniotic fluid to me, but it was saturated. Changed it, went back to bed and woke the hubby with the news that we might be having a repeat event. This time it was me who downplayed it, because I really really really didn't want to face this all over again. We had a toddler to deal with now, for goodness' sake! I'd only officially asked one person if she'd be on our 3am baby call list for when Nev was to arrive, and I had only planned tapping her in July. This was early/mid June. Very big difference!! The hubs and I kinda talked through what we thought about all of this for a while. Then I had a bout of coughing that send a huge gush of stuff out of me. That settled it - no more putting it off. I wasn't feeling any contractions, but I definitely had a PROM again. Time to get moving. We decided to not call anyone, and for Kosh to take the day off from work.

So at 2:45 am, I took a shower.

Then tidied myself up a little.

Added to my "to go bag" (hey, I learned something from last year!)

Packed Nova's diaper bag.

Kosh packed his own bag o' stuff, then woke the kid, changed his diaper, and got him ready for some hospital time.

... ... ... NEXT: the initial hospital experience, the second time around ... stay tuned!

A year ago today...

A year ago today, I "came out" on Twitter and Facebook about being preggers with Nova. What better way to mark this day than to announce that we are once again expecting a little one? :))



Introducing our very own grey... or skrik (he/she DOES look like that famous Munch painting, right?)... who will be henceforth be referred to as Nev Naranek. Pronounced NEHV, it could be short for Neville, or an alternate spelling for Neve (which itself can be pronounced NEHV or NEEV), hence serving as a gender-neutral moniker for the internets.

Nev is due in the teens of July.

I freely admit that the first thing that popped into my mind when they told us the due date was "Hmm. I guess I'm gonna have to hold him or her in just a few days longer than that, in order to have a Leo!" Haha, I have my priorities! I was denied a Summer Solstice baby after all, so it would be nice to have a fellow Leo... ;)

Updates as and when time, kid(s) and energy allow!

Cheers!