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(24.09.20)
Never too late to return to an old friend.

Journals are like best friends who never grow old, never married or have children, never have careers with commanding time, energy, space.

Like gold they hold their value. Waiting for your return.

This journal has chronicled my senior high school years, my university years. Then my journey to professional HCP, The beginnings of new grad, and then radio silence.

Let's pick up the story.
There's 8 years worth to tell.

In the spirit of confidentiality:

MICH major inner city hospital
MSH major suburban hospital
SSH small suburban hospital

sections inside MICH:
small ICU [where I currently work]
big ICU
neuro ICU (where I worked blissfully from 2015-2019)
cardiac ICU
covid ICU (actually no longer open because Australia is an island and a very wealthy nation).

Running list of frequent acronyms I will use

NVB - normal vaginal birth
G - Gravida (how many pregnancies in total: which includes miscarriages, stillbirths, neonatal deaths)
P - parity (how many babies born)
IOL - induction of labour
pt - patient
ICU - intensive care unit
Em cs - emergency cesarean
El cs elective cesarean
LSCS - lower segment cesarian section
GDM Diet - gestational diabetes diet controlled
LGA - large for gestational age
SGA - small for gestational age
ART line - arterial line
MAP - mean arterial pressure
Mec - meconium stained liquor
VE - vaginal exam
OT- operating theater
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I can completely see how easy it is to let excersize be the last thing on the books of the day and then to look at the time, see its 10pm and be like "yeah, nah". And then just go to bed thinking you'll "do it tomorrow".

Cause that's what I've been doing.

Yesterday I was looking forward to coming here and doing a bit of a write but once again, after I loaded the dishwasher and cleaned up and then put away the toys and had a shower and hung the laundry it was another case of "yeah nah".

Yeah nah is a very Australian phrase. It basically means no.

There is also a nah yeah - which also basically means yes.

This week due to May2's party I've cancelled everything to reduce the load.

I'm not buying take out, I still have to do all the groceries (Im on a free trial for groceries delivery however which actually helps a lot) and the cooking and the laundry and the everything else that goes with running the place -- and 2 shifts at work to go, so I really hope I get all the little bits done.

I guess the main thing, if I had to boil it all down to the essentials is the cake.

You have cake, you have party.

No cake. Its like what party is this?!

Then drinks.

Then food.

This reminds me I need to organise the drinks lol.

I've been loving this grocery delivery. It's got a feature of "quick order 50 mins delivery" if your cart is less than 40 items but more than $50 (not hard to hit these days) then they will deliver it to you by car in less than an hour.

It's insane. They won't tell you it's arrived :you have to watch your phone or your app -- I missed the last one. It was estimated for 4pm but I got busy - and so it was 4:15 by the time I noticed it had arrived -- and it has milk in the order, but 15 mins on the shaded porch on not a hot day, when you think about the travel time from the shop to home and how the milk is fine -- then its fine.
I noticed the car they use is not an air conditioned truck like the other deliveries so I probably wouldn't use it for something like frozen goods. I hate buying ice cream at the supermarket and taking it home in summer cause for sure it will melt to a puddle in the car. Not so bad if its tubs, it'll just refreeze- maybe if I remember I'd bring an ice brick and an eski but still. So that stuff might as well get delivered. Off their freezer truck into my freezer straight away.

For those deliveries they literally call me so many times to ensure I'm home and I've even been home with the front door open but missed the call so I missed the delivery. It's like come on guys the DOOR IS OPEN. I'm HERE! but no. And other times they just leave it out the front and don't even tell you.

Stupidity

Mar. 4th, 2025 08:50 pm
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Carelessness?

Either way it's in the same vein.

Friday
Technically the last day of mat leave no2. (if you don't count the weekend) and I tried to pack it in hard.

1. movies with Rosie - we went to see Bridget jones 4. I don't remember ever seeing 2 or 3 and I barely remember the plot of no1. Basically in a nutshell, her husband dies and leaves her with 2 kids. It was depressing. But I was there to support a friend with her baby - it was the mums and bubs reel at the local cinema which is incidentally owned by Mel Gibson.

2. Chat to Jen while she drives to the dentist
would have been fun but also, a gigantic waste of time. In the end I couldn't make the train on time and so we just did a phone call instead
which then put me into a spin of i need to quit Bluefins.

3. Crossfit with Jess and Mark.

Which was sorta fun but the 6pm start time meant I had to leave the house with 2 screaming "mamama don't leave me" kids -- and in that moment one has 2 options: 1. stay and fix it (however long it takes) or 2. immediately leave. Staying longer when one has already planned to leave anyway, will just prolong the tears and crying and screaming.

So I felt like shit leaving and then when I got there they didn't even start yet - actually they were running some sort of crossfit test, and so we all waited for our turn to take this supposed test (for which I had never done a crossfit session in my life by the way). and it was a ladder. Burpees, shoulder press x 3, 6, 9, 12 etc. separated by a row of lunges.

I did enjoy these types of work outs in my 20s but cause this was a test I had to try my best cause thats my dumb personality type.
I made it to the 15th round and did about half.

Yes I died, but I was impressed I even made it to 15.

It was 10kg shoulder press.

Apparently I made the 10kg look easy they egged me on to do 15. I would have died with 15kg.

Plus pelvic floor? 10kg is already probably not a good idea.

Anyhow.

I know I'd have the worst DOMs after, and I did - only this was much worse cause on the weekend i had a terrible cold on top of the doms. Some freak weird virus, where if I coughed which was like 3x a day it hurt like a huge headache, I had that yuck feeling like I had a fever, and then my nose wasn't runny but I couldn't lay flat without having trouble drawing breath in through my nose as though it was blocked.

Like what was this? And I could barely lift my arms above my shoulder height cause I did 45 shoulder presses in 15 mins.



Anyways. So my Saturday plans for park run got canned pretty quick.

The Sunday... I had Brunch with friends who all moved out of sydney from various parts of NSW and I was just too sick to even go. I tried to think maybe I'd be better but I just really wasn't.

Crossfit was a mistake but I did have a genuine talk to Jess about Bluefins.

So that was good.

Then I had to cancel Aquarium on Monday cause I was now congested. Still only needing to blow my nose like 3x a day and coughed like 3x a day, but... I still felt crap.


I went to my mothers house instead and tried to have a nap but realistically it just didn't happen. I lay in a bed with the door closed while the kids noisily played outside with Por Por.

Tuesday

Today I actually followed through with half my plans but I lost my brain this week also thinking that I just really had to change our kitchen table. I'd been thinking about it for the last 2 months. It's just too big. If everyone sits around it then its super hard to walk around it, its hard to fill the dishwasher because the door barely opens. It's just too big for the space.

I found a second hand extendable table from a warehouse that turned out to be a second hand store and rushed over to then be wooed by a larger table, and paid $380 for it + delivery only to have buyer rushed regret all afternoon.

Still in love with my old too big table, I cleared out the space in that part of the house and swapped Petes desk and the table over - and it does technically fit if the house is rearranged that way, but then it feels weird and like there's a flow problem in the kitchen if a kitchen is without a table. (and this is type of kitchen is like. a large square. It's not like a narrow rectangle type of kitchen.

So then I texted the guy to ask if I can have the other, smaller table actually (lolz) and now I'm going to have to go over there tomorrow and see what I can do to like. not get the wrong table and not like, waste too much of my money (like I understand a 10% loss cause I wasted peoples time).


But also the main plan of the day - which was not to buy a table, but was to see Jess's new apartment.

And I accidentally fobbed Moe in the process because I wrote that I was gonna see her on wednesday but in my head and I told jess, I was gonna see Moe after her on the same day -- only to correct Jess (who was actually right) that no, and sure we can change the time to 12, but also jess's other friend whos husband is ex dragon boat either (but honestly i cant put a face to a name- also once u know 1 dragon boater u pretty much know all of them)was also coming to hang out so - it was sort of a messy day. but Jess's new place looked great. It's a nice 2 level apartment with a large bathroom and large floor to ceiling windows for her bedroom, the kids room and an entrance from the street level, it's across the road from a major supermarket and lots of cafes and food options, an actual super nice green space- -- like so many apartments are just huge blobs of rows and rows of apartments but this one has a giant park in the middle with a kids area and a bbq and actual like, legit shade, I hate when they make a park with a kids area that's not shaded its like.... um..,

And she has 2 car spaces and a large cage for storeage. You can see what other people store in their cages.

Overall its a very neat and tidy place and she's spent the last 3 weeks putting the place together, sorting out the furniture and etc. for the new place. it looked great!

But my mum hated it and said its really expensive living in an apartment like that (because the strata is $4 grand a year approx) and that its a terrible life style (like as compared to a freestanding house). I completely disagree

Like you still need to maintain a house. It's not like you spend nothing on it. You replace your roof for $15 g or whatever. 3.5 years of strata. It's the lifestyle.

If you don't have time for a garden, and your happy for gardeners to create an actual functional space, like no offence but my mums garden is far from functional. There's cat poo here and there, theres sticks she puts on the ground with large spikes to deter said cat (which it doesn't work) there's large ponds with fish, which attracts and breeds mosqiutos... and there's nowhere to sit. The trees are still immature and in the last storm one of them bent over and the root ball came out (it's still alive though and sprouted some new shoots recently).
But anyways.

I value functionality and if someone is going to create a beautiful garden for me and all I have to do is go downstairs and enjoy it.. why shit on that if that's their choice.

My mum really doesn't want to move to an apartment and thats fine but I do think she's missing out on the opportunity to even consider a different way to live. It's like when I offer to take her on a holiday around Australia, she just refuses and declares Sydney is the best,

Um lady you haven't even been to Melbourne... like, how can you judge when you haven't been and btw. I absolutely had the best times visiting mates and exploring Melbourne. It's like Sydney but colder and way better. The shops... maybe its just that vibe you get from being on holiday - and even better, the healthcare is the same -- you use your own money, just organise the travel card for their train system, use the app and everything is in English. It's just the most relaxing non overseas holiday possible.
Same vibes in Goldcost sorta but less ... the thing with Melbourne is they have rows and rows of shops and trams all along side it and the roads are like, long. so you could spend a whole day only on one road and not finish - but it has a lot of cool food places interspaced amongst the small indie type stores, with a mix of 2nd hand and brand new...

Sydney is where all the big names are and a lot of indie type stores just seem not to bother or see the price for rental fees too high and just don't exist here like they do in Melbourne.


I guess I gotta change this table tomorrow.


Kiddie updates;
May2 can climb up a slide already at age 1. She has a big sense of humour that girl. Big laugh. Also good focus on a task.

Big sister Wendy knows how to make mama happy. She will proudly tell me shes "playing with May May" cause she thinks that will like, let her have more play time after dinner. 'Cause its a feature of "being good". (as oposed to like, arguing with her sister or yelling at her or telling her she doesn't like her).

Today I pretended i'd put may2 in a pot and make a soup and eat her and Wendy said "You can't eat my Sister".


Glad you got your priorities straight, Wendy.

Gastro

Jan. 28th, 2025 08:52 pm
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The boss's pool party got postponed indefinately because its CNY and she's Chinese lol. Well. Lucky I saw that message.

But we couldn't have gone anyway - Gastro has hit. I figured it would eventually and we're just lucky its not Wendy's actual birthday weekend which is ... the next weekend after.

So our Australia Day public holiday weekend became a quiet afair of staying home. Somehow it seemed really short this time despite literally everyone of us getting sick slowly one by one. First it was May2 - so I think she started it off, and of course she'd slobbered all over me the afternoon after childcare. She was extra clingy but ate a giant dinner so I figured she'd just not made full connections to the childcare staff yet and missed me.

But no in the night she vomited all over herself- and I hadn't noticed because she didn't cry. She just kept sleeping. And sleeping and didn't wake up not once! Which, is odd for a baby who wakes up 3-4x on a regular night. Then it hit 5am and I had planned to go to this OC training event in Clontarf. I was already mildly regretting saying yes. I don't usually go to Saturday training because they are very relaxed and they run late. And this time its from an extra special location while they train for the Sydney Harbour challenge. So I pick up the baby to feed her since shit, she slept the whole night through - and i smell, vomit.

Damn.

so I feed her as i'd planned, all the while thinking crap she's gonna need a shower, I'll have to pull out of training ASAP cause there's no way I could leave Pete with a vomit baby. I kept thinking, ha if I didn't notice all night she was sleeping in vom, and what if I was like heh why bother feeding if she's asleep? and skipped out and went to training -- he'd have to deal with vomit baby -
but actually, right after she stopped eating she vomited all over my sofa bed - which doesn't got a waterproof cover on it currently which is my fault cause... she's not a spew baby, (like until she is).

I slept on vom bed for 3 nights, then it hit 40 degs today and I took the opportunity to take the sofa apart and wash it properly.

Lucky I didn't go to training - cause literally within 30 mins of popping her into the bath and coming the vom out of her hair while she cried - I had to go poop. and like ...yea ... a lot... runny... oops. That kept going for maybe an hour. I thought I'll eat a banana.

Yeah that didn't stay down.

I tried taking an ondansteron as soon as I felt vommy but it was too late.


So I waited until that settled and tried again. The max dose I see at work is 8mg and they're 4mg wafers so still within usual doseages. lucky we eve had some in the house, it can be hard to get.

Bedtime.

I haven't started any Wendy birthday baking because well there's the gastro but also, am I ready?

I did a mini cake design in my head, and on paper but it keeps changing in my mind.

Today she said "Oh and Oscar can come and cut my cake" and its like, baby.... wait on - are we even having a party? but also his mummy didn't RSVP and I assume he's busy." and her face went a little flat. I said Mummy and Daddy and May may will be there!! lol

But it seemed like we weren't quite good enough for this imaginary party she's having in her mind at some imaginary future date of who knows when.

Spontaneously we planned to go to the zoo tomorrow, randomly cause we got free tickets.

I went for a drive in the weird on and off stormy weather today for the few random elements I wanted to put on the cake. A brandy basket (apparently doesn't exist this side of Christmas so I'm going to try and handmake it) and those cherries you would expect to see on top of an icecream.

Nite.
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It's hijacked Australian publically funded broadcast television.

I love watching people's reactions. Who claps, Biden's face. Karmala's face.

Feel a little sorry for them, but then again here we are.

My cousins think Melania is wearing the hat so that Trump can't kiss her. lol.

She wore a really nice hot dress during other aspects of the ceremony. Pete asked me what I thought about JD Vance's wife - average. She looks like a nice girl next door. Melania looks hot.

But what does this matter.

It doesn't, something to see I suppose.

It will no doubt give Australian media a lot to talk about over the next 4 years.
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After week one of being dumb faced as I left. But returning to a teary baby the moment she sees my face (after not realising I wasn't there all day).

Day 3:
was tears on seeing me leave: we were early and there were only a few kids there.
Apparently she got better when the rest started to arrive (yes her big sis was there the whole time)

Day 4: I took them in late because we were waiting at home for a supermarket delivery.
Weather has been wild lately and honestly, I can't be fucked. Like seriously, it's so much hasstle to drive to the supermarket, get into the shop, find all the shit I want to get. Then scan all the shit. Then cart it out to the car and then load it up. Then drive home. And then unload it, and then put it away.

Like... if a grocery shop is likely to be over $250, I can get ALLLL that work for free.

The only negative is if I make a mistake, I need to go to the store to return the problem item. And yes, I made one mistake. So that's annoying. I was also worried I would get products that were going out of date soon. Or like, fruits that were bruised. But honestly. I'm just so glad someone was going to do this work for me I was willing to ride some crappyness.

Anyways. but the downside was I wasn't sure when it was arriving so I chose to feed the girls at home, and wait for the delivery and leave right after it came.

(Just putting the cold things away).

Anyhow so we got there, once again like leading May2 to the slaughter because she doesn't know where we are going - and the moment I stepped in and handed her to a worker, she started crying. When she saw me leave and etc.

She was okay during the day but then in the afternoon, as I had brought them in early I decided to go pick them up late, and when she saw the other mum's arriving and they weren't me, she would start to cry with each one.

So when I arrived I came to a very clingy teary baby again. But she was alright. 'Cause it was late and the weather has been super bad (crazy winds, trees down, public transport strikes effecting into the mix. rainy etc) and it was getting late, so I didn't feed her before we left, and out we went. I figured we'd be home in 20 mins and I could feed her then. Halfway home she was head butting my chest the poor thing- who only had a few sips of her bottle all day.


So she's figured out how this childcare thing works. You get abandoned by your mother with carers and other children and new toys to distract you. And eventually, you don't know when, your mummy will come back and get you.

I can see the non appeal of putting an under 3 in childcare. Even Wendy doesn't really know when she will get picked up. It's loosely about the same time so when I get there she's never hanging around the door looking for me. But she still doesn't get time.

Her idea of time is "yesterday" (which means, before today. Because everything is yesterday in her mind even if it was a month ago) or today. I'm not even sure if she has a concept of "tomorrow", except that she constantly says "Mummy when I grow up can I (work, have a phone, and todays one --- drive a car and you can sit in the boot Mummy! (lol) I said how disrespectful are you to put me in the boot, that's where the groceries and the pram goes, not your Mummy. Then she thinks and says "you can sit next to me, and Daddy and May may can sit in the backseat and I can play frozen in the car."

lol oh Wendy. So I guess that's her concept of "tomorrow".

The only good thing about the wind is that it's been nice and cool. I actually can't wait to go snuggle in my bed but here i am, giving that up for even more alone time with my computer.

Todaye.

Jan. 13th, 2025 07:13 pm
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Wendy said:
"I don't want to be 2. I want to be 3!"
and i tried to press her on why.

I also explained that when she's 3, that I'd have higher expectations of her, like I'd expect her to put on her own clothes and set up her bath, etc.

She looked excited and took her clothes off for tonight's bath with less fuss than usual.

Then before bed she was playing with my old harmonica I've let her have, and then when she was bored of it she threw it into the fireplace.

Then her father and I were meanies and said that she couldn't turn 3 if she did naughty things like that, she'd have to stay 2 forever.

She began to cry a little.

Poor thing. They feel things so strongly at this age. No sense of sharing or the value of items still. I suppose this just comes as time goes, and she experiences how we treat things of value.

Elizabeth

Has been walking around using the bee like a champ.

She hasn't taken a step as good as Wendy's first step, but my mum and Pete have both proclaimed that they have seen her take steps without holding onto things.

Well until I see it myself with my own eyes, she still can't walk yet.

Maybe she will walk at daycare later this week.

I found a bottle she likes to drink from, so I'll be preparing some formula/EBM and whatever for them to use with her in it.

Today she seemed to get really hot in the afternoon so I gave her some cows milk (the reccomendation is for cows milk after 12 not before 1) from the fridge to drink and she drank it so quick.

I just felt sorry for her and she looked thirsty. I do think she struggles to get enough from me during the day when she is distracted with playing and Wendy and all sorts. But at night she is happy to sit and suckle. I don't want to starve her only to have her drink more at night.

She's been more or less exclusively breastfed (without bottles or even a dummy, although I have tried) until 6 months and even with my mum, she barely took more than 80mls not from the breast once a week, 3x a month, until 11 months. Come on. She's ready to fly the coop, we can't be boobs forever.

My mum chastised me for not offering the breast first before giving the bottle but only an hour ago I had offered and she wasn't keen. If she's thirsty....

It's been so hot too. I'll ask the carers to make her bottle cold because that's how she's been having it, actually.

The kitchen

I've finally gotten around to making some stock. But ideally the fridge needs to be clearer and the freezer needs space - you know- so the stock has somewhere to go.

They sell those ready packs of stock at the supermarket for far too high a price of convenience and I doubt there's much in those packs beyond water... and... whatever they decide to make the flavour from. So if I don't have any home made stock I just suffer.

May2 ate some congee so well last week made with some random fast stock I made, so I need to make some real congee for this week.

It's a labour of love. Plus I just can't bear to buy the store stuff.
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Wendy
This week at 2 yrs and 9 mo started saying:
"when I grow up..."
lately it's been

when i grow up can I cook dinner?
... clean the house?
do the laundry
lolz

The first cake I ever baked

I remember my mother was never really keen for me to be doing anything in the kitchen with regards to food preparation.

I was an easy eater. You put it in front of me and I'll tell you its great.

Even if you screwed it up somehow. I'll eat anything.

I had my dislikes (steak) but just that could be gotten around with some sort of sauce.

Anyhow, somehow I got hold of a womans weekly kids cookbook and decided to make something from it. I was probably 8. I remember when I was looking at recipies I was choosing something that we already had all the ingredients to so I wouldn't have to ask my parents to buy something special.

I didn't ask for help for knowing the comments I'd get (things like "what for you make that?" "wasting your time!" etc.) so I picked a butter cake. And made it. And it turned out nice enough in my opinion.

Another time I made apple muffins. I cut up the apple like it said and everything. The only thing is it turned out like little mountains with a high peak. Back then I wasn't sure why but as time went I learned it was likely due to overheating the oven.

I do have trouble getting Wendy to listen to what I say but when she comes up with some idea to bake something or make something I'm looking to support that. we don't have the barriers my parents face
- inability to keep countertops clear (this is an ongoing battle. How hard is it? It's not. It's cultural or like, personality. dude its a counter, put it in the cupboard take it out, use it and put it back -- in the cupboard. Thats what a cupboard is for: storage. A counter top is for using...)
- monetary : not seeing the value of exploration and being focused on potential disasters being a financial negative (rather than a learning experience).
- ceramic sink making clean ups high risk for breakages


Anyways. Such as it was.

Hungry

Dec. 6th, 2024 09:31 pm
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Elizabeth probably drinks less breastmilk than she ever did (and I wonder sometimes if she doesn't really drink much at all because she's so fast. But the nappies seem wet enough, I guess). But I am hungrier and fatter now than when I was pregnant.

Sad.

Ah well. I'm hoping it's just a phase and will pass. Plus we're still breastfeeding almost fully exclusively (1 bottle a week of breastmilk is hardly anything).

The cleaner I hired comes on Monday and today is Friday. I've been furiously trying to declutter the place. Which, hasn't been much throwing out and more ... putting away.

Just. If it's not actively being used it needs to be put away.

This is how a cleaner makes your house clean, by making you put things away. Every 2 weeks, you will be forced by your cleaner to put away.

I smashed through a crazy to do list on Thursday. This is what I did:
went to the GP to deliver a HPV self test
then had coffee with myself while kiddo napped.
Took her on her first ever playdate at her future childcare for the first time with educators that know her big sister. Then I delivered a gift to a friend who lived across the road from the childcare center.
Then I went on the bus to broadway and got the gift Pete's cousin wanted from Christmas. May2 napped on the way home so I managed to get home, left her sorta in the front yard while I briefly got the things to wrap the gift, wrapped it in the front yard, and put it back in the pram (this also included sorting through a box of clothes and picking out some dresses to hand down as well. We have just got wayyy too much stuff honestly. I am absolutely dreading Christmas almost-- despite culling and culling it just doesn't feel like I've gotten anywhere somehow!) I walked the package to the post office and spent too much on postage.

I should tell the MIL that no gift is the best gift. I'm already regifting half of what she gave to Wendy last year to other cousins (with her blessing). I had to repair 2 of the toys. they had tiny little holes in their butts somehow-- I have no idea how, and the stuffing could have come out(but hadn't). They otherwise look brand new!
There is a rabbit with a carrot I was intending to regift and I asked Wendy if thats ok and now it's gone missing.

lol. Where did you put it Wendy ?
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Wendy
Where has my sweet baby gone. She's a funny thing who dislikes when her sister "looks at her" ? or is seen playing with some toy that Wendy views as hers (like, all of them even ones that were always clearly belonging to Elizabeth) will literally smack her sister in the face or head.

I try to relate the behavior to her friends at school but I don't know how much is getting through. I tell her "would your best friend Lila still be your friend if you smacked her in the face?" ... Yeah Wendy. Think about that.

They have some very cute interactions however. At dinner, Wendy and Elizabeth tried a "lets hold hands" game. or yesterday Wendy started "lets pass the ball" and Elizabeth did the most cutest giggles when the ball was passed to her.

Wendy wasn't a giggler or a laugher. smiley baby to be sure, -- and a lot easier to pass around. As long as I was next to her the person whom she was passed to didn't need to charm her unlike Elizabeth who sorta demands some kind of courting behaviour beforehand.
It's funny how stark the differences are. Like you wouldn't think you could detect differences from day 1 but you really can.

My cheat Wed dinner was baked beans (From a can) today. I just really CBB and in a cost of living crisis the thought of spending on takeaway that Wendy potentially wouldn't eat sounded like a bad idea.

$2.50 for a can of baked beans, 3 mins in the microwave, 3 people fed me, wendy and may2. Beans on toast (multigrain high fibed low GI type) with cheese and some cucumber slices and fruit for dinner. Budget Dream meal.

Elizabeth
Of course I can't help but compare.

Elizabeth seems to be a stronger baby. Just more muscular strength. But she's slower to walk than Wendy. At this age, Wendy stood up a lot more- as evidenced in photos. While Elizabeth still is more of a crawler.
Wendy could be seen doing belly up crawls and Elizabeth is getting there but is more on speed than anything. She really takes opportunities. If she wants something then she really wants it.

She mostly doesn't mind if Wendy removes a toy of hers she's playing with but it depends what it is. nIf its something she really likes she will protest.

Still remains a super fast breastfeeder. I'm struggling to get her to just sleep in her cot (like not fall asleep elsewhere and get transferred) and tonight I gave it more of a redhot go. She sucked one side. then popped off, and asked for the other (legit, she like tried to climb over me to get to it) and then popped off that one, half asleep -- see thats the issue -- and then when i put her in her cot, without a bag or blanket because its bloody hot, she played for a good 20 mins (and I started to think I was putting her to bed too early until then I looked at the clock and it was 745 pm or thereabouts which is not early) and then I kept trying to make her lay down if she sat up, and she really hated that - after 5 mins of tolerating it as a game she started to scream every time I did it and then we got the scream crying- and then I gave up trying to make her lay down and I let her scream in my face and I told her shes a big girl now she needs to lay down and go to sleep. After what felt like 10 mins of screaming in my face but was probably more like 2 minutes, she literally lay down and went to sleep.

Either her spirit was broken and she gave up, or she was exhausted and gave up (or a combination of both).

But really I don't know what else to do. she sleeps in there all night (albiet wakes me up like 3-6x a night for a cuddle pat or suck.

Lately we've accidentally coslept a few times and I find that really scary because the bed we're in has no guards at all around it, theres a fluffy blanket, and the drop to the floor isn't short.

We officially have 2 teeth now. Similar timeline to Wendy there. But I must say Elizabeth is a lot more bitey than Wendy was. She's bitten me so many times.


She's very obvious in her language at meal times. Very open mouth to eat if she's keen and then when she's had enough she slams you away with her big fat baby hands. Sometimes that's after only a few spoonfuls so I get confused but after she batted a spoon away 3 times onto the floor and made a fair bit of mess I'm ready to give up.

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