Motherhood
Vanity, Thy Name Is Declan
Since he started in September, Declan has thrived at his little school, and my initial hesitation at sending him to a religious school (I am a raging heathen, Dan is a reformed Catholic) has completely dispersed after seeing just how wonderfully he’s doing there… although I still wince a little internally when he sings hymns … Continue reading
There’s A Joke Here About Helicopter Parenting, But I Lost Half My Brain Cells When I Delivered The Placenta, So Insert Your Own Witty Title Here
We are home. We are settled. Ronan is such a chilled out little dude, he boobs, he sleeps, he fills his pants a lot. Declan obviously loves him, he’s just far too cool to show it, but he’s the first to call me when his baby brother cries and won’t go to sleep without giving … Continue reading
Home Again, Home Again…
Today we go home. I know this because the midwife on duty poked me until I woke up, at six am this morning and asked what time my husband will be in to pick me up as they need the bed. (when the battle of Dan vs Three Car Seats In A Holden Commodore is … Continue reading
Taking Care Of Number One
I am a proud breast feeder, not a “lactavist” by any stretch of the imagination, but someone who is proud to say that I’ve spent almost three out of the last five years with a babe attached to my breast. I have been incredibly lucky with my little ones. Declan was an easy nurser, took … Continue reading
Dear Internet, I Just Had A Baby!
This post is a week late officially, but as I’ve only just gained access to my laptop (oh how I have missed you!) then I’m only just getting a chance to update now. On the 22nd of November we welcomed Ronan Clay Treacy into the world after 3 days in hospital, an ambulance plane flight … Continue reading
Why I’m A Crap Mum – Reason #78
I hate family meals. For years Dan and I have fed the ferals kids, put them to bed and the sat down on the sofa and watched a show together whilst eating off our laps. Yes, it involved making two meals, but damn, it was nice to just sit and chillax after the craziness that … Continue reading
Fire, Fire!
The boys and I spent the morning at the Firefighter Championships, climbing on old fire engines, watching fire demos and idolising the firemen that were all around us. I’m not sure what it is about firemen that gets little boys so excited, but the boys loved it, Declan has been telling me all of his … Continue reading
Babies
Earlier this week as I tucked Declan into bed he looked intently at me and asked: “Mummy, are you going to have a baby?” I floundered, my brain did the mental equivalent of rolling over and playing dead whilst I racked my brain for an appropriate answer that he would understand and at the same … Continue reading
Snips And Snails…
and puppy dog tails. That’s what my little home is made of. Connor is fast on his way to two years old, and still has yet to talk or walk. He tries, he makes plenty of progress, and then stops and regresses back to where he was. Declan’s psych says not to worry about it … Continue reading
Relief.
I have nothing but good news from the autopsy meeting. They found a very aggressive infection in her lungs from the amniotic fluid. They have no idea where in infection came from, why it sprung up despite the anti-bs and most strangely, why it wasn’t picked up on any of the checks. They took blood … Continue reading
