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I've been tagged...

The rules for 6 Things Meme - I have to answer 6 questions about myself. At the end of the post, I then tag 6 people and post their names, then go to their blogs and leave them a comment, letting them know they’ve been tagged and asking them to read my blog. Then, I must let the person who tagged me know when I’ve posted my answers.


Here goes something ...


6 Places I have lived.

1) Sydney, NSW
2) Bolungarvik, West Fjords of Iceland
3) Canberra, ACT
4) Asker, Norway
5) Adelaide, SA
6) Melbourne, Vic

What I was doing 10 years ago

1998 - Let me see... I was doing my Graduate Diploma of Education: Vocational Education and Training, through Melbourne Uni. I was planning my November wedding (that we'd ONLY JUST booked at the Registery Office that July), and planning to start ttcing (Erik) September, whoo hoo!

5 things on my to do list

1) Send out invites to Bryn's birthday
2) Pick up Bryn's birthday present
3) Figure out what nappy supplies I still need for baby #4
4) Have a baby
5) Writ…

Tooth extraction day...

A couple of weeks ago, Dave broke a tooth. Well, truth be told, it was already long broken, but it broke even worse, and then an absess formed in the bone under his left eye. He went and saw a doctor because he´s about as enamoured with dentists as I am (he hasn't seen a dentist in 35 years, I've seen one only twice in the past 25 years, both times for extractions of broken teeth)... Anyway, so the GP gave him some ABs and told him to get himself to a dentist. The ABs worked and the absess subsided and Dave half-heartedly investigated his dental options, but was quickly losing motivation to actually go see a dentist.

He had to mention his absess to his parents because it prevented him from visiting them for some errand or other, and they offered for him to go see their dentist, at their expense, rather than try to get out to the dental hospital at some ungodly hour to sit in a queue and maybe not even be seen...

So, then the absess made a reappearance, and Dave booked an app…

My muse... The net...

Well, what an enlightening and somewhat terrifying 10 days I've just had...

Some of you may remember that back in May my laptop decided to have some sort of nervous breakdown, which at the time I thought had to do with memory space. Turns out it has something to do with a faulty power connector thingy-whatsit...

No matter, I just started comp-sharing Dave's computer, and while this meant accessing things like msn and my email via the web, and having to put up with IE mangling my home forum and not have that ingenious tabs mechanism that Firefox offers, I was surviving...

But then 11 days ago disaster struck when Dave's computer contracted some sort of evil, malicious virus that eats desktop icons. For 10 whole days I was SANS NET... OMG, it was just awful!

It's not that I don't have a life. I have a very full life (how can a 6 month pregnant mum of a 0, 7 and nearly 3 year old NOT have a full life, I ask you), but seriously folks, I'm an introvert. I'm the…

Bryn can READ!!! AND, he's wearing organic pants!!!

Yes, I'm gonna take the piss, rofl...

Hey, I just found out I'm already in the third trimester, so GOI, I'm hormonal, I'm allowed!

Bryn started a love affair with "Study Dog" a couple of months ago. This is an American, phonics based literacy program that we downloaded free (back before it became so popular that they just *had* to start charging for it) from the net when Erik was about three... Erik never took to it, not being auditory and all, and not even being particularly computer interested. Luey LOVED it. I can't say it actually augmented his reading development at all, but he did figure it out, and loved seeing those little gold coins roll in...

Anyway, so having seen Luey play it occassionally, Bryn has recently decided he wants to give it a go...

So, this morning, because mummy was trying to talk on the phone, she acquiesced (sp?) to Bryn's plea to play Study Dog...

Then later this afternoon, we were in Jayne's car, as she kindly dropped u…

Well, thanks the gods for that!!!

Coming up to third trimester at the end of the week... Now, besides the fact that I'll probably still be digesting the spare ribs I had for dinner last night then, it seems two other things will also be true...

The first is that my baby's brain is now transmitting brain waves, which means his memory is being developed in his base neural networks - yes, his PERMANENT memories, those buggers that will sit in his subconscious for the next 100 years or so... AND, it seems he will now start to be able to hear my voice... I'm pretty sure he's been able to hear MY voice for some time, actually, but anyway, according to the ticker over there on the right, it's all happening for sure now...

So, this is where I start thanking the gods...

Why, you ask???

Well, because today is the end of the Winter holidays for the boys, tomorrow they go back to school, and I will, hopefully, reduce my yelling by about 90 percent, and if I WORK REALLY HARD at it, for the next 10 weeks, then by…

99 Days...

I'm due in 99 days! I'm down to double digits! I'm getting a bit excited now!

I was thinking there was nothing to organise really, but there are a number of things to, I just haven't sat down and organised it in my head...

In no particular order...

Pay the midwife up to 36 weeksHave a look at nappy stash (both cloth and paper) and determine what is needed, get bamboo prefolds from Jen (thanks Jen)Looking at clothing, wraps, blankets and make sure I've got enough of everythingGet bassinet (thanks Pam) and highchair (thanks Mel) into the houseSort out the change table (it needs a thorough scrub down too, it tends to collect dust in tight little corners)Sort out the birthpool and hose and fittings (or decide if I'm just going to use the bath)Contact the water people about getting hot water put on peak all day and nightVisit parents in Adelaide for a relaxing weekend sans kids (sorry kids, just need some time with no one asking anything of me)Make sure the house is or…

Funny little monkey...

Bryn has been so cute the past few days, constantly making me smile about stuff, and then I can't remember later what it was that made me smile...

One story though from the other night, had me thinking about the sorts of things I'd miss if I wasn't cosleeping with this child...

Background information: I sleep naked. Yes, Summer and Winter. I just have to because I toss and turn so much that my clothes always end up twisted around me and strangling me.

So, anyway, the other night, Dave and I are going to bed, and Dave brings Bryn in from the couch in the loungeroom where Bryn sleeps during the evening (probably because it's warmer than the bedroom)... Bryn immediately "goes the grope" as he does every night, just to make sure his "Meh" are still there, and then I go to turn over - as I do every night - and he snuggles into my back.

I ask him if my back is cold (it feels cold to me), and he says it's not. I then say, "Yeah, but I bet my bum i…

Integrity...

This is a value that is a big deal in our household. I guess if there is ANYTHING I want my children to learn, to have in spades, it's integrity. Personal integrity is paramount I think for living a fulfilled life...

Wikipedia (that solid font of wisdom, rofl), describes the ethical stance on integrity as follows:

Integrity is the concept of basing of one's actions on an internally consistent framework of principles.
Depth of principles and adherence of each level to the next are key factors. One
is said to have integrity to the extent that everything one does is derived from
the same core set of values.
While those values may change, their consistency with each other and with the
one's actions
determine the degree of integrity.
integrity can be expressed as personal honesty: acting
according to one's beliefs and values at all times.
The term can emphasize the "wholeness" or "intactness" of a moral stance or
attitude (harking back wittingly or unwittingly to …

And then there was one...

Two birthdays down, and one to go - well, not counting the actual BIRTH day coming up in October...

The kids had a blast yesterday at Erik and Luey's birthday party. It was great in so many ways...

It's been two or three years since the big boys had a big party (not just cake with mum and dad), so that was lovely, they each had four friends + 1 sibling there, and got to play dodgeball and soccer and eat crappy food like mini sausage rolls, pie and franks, and soft drink, whoo hoo! And finally there was the Batman birthday cake with layers of cream and fruit cocktail!I picked perfect games options for them without even realising it! Erik's friends, in particular, loved the soccer. Erik's best mate from last year - who is very quiet and seemingly bookish - turned out to be quite the soccer fiend, so it was great to see him having a blast! The two girls Erik invited turned out to be HIGHLY competitive and really gave the boys a run for their money too!When Erik was cut…

Erik's Song

Ah, now I thought I was going to embed a youtube version of this song on here, but apparently the scummy bastards have disabled embedding of this song because the contributor asked them too...

So, here are the lyrics...

Maybe it's intuition
but some things you just don't question
Like in your eyes, I see my future in an instant
And there it goes,
I think I found my best friend
I know that it might sound
more than a little crazy
but I believe...

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

There's just no rhyme or reason
Only the sense of completion
And in your eyes, I see
the missing pieces I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home
I know that it might sound
more than a little crazy
but I believe...

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I'…

Dear Erik,

The story of yesterday...

Tomorrow is your 9th birthday, and yesterday we had a big fight. I smacked you. Not because you did anything particular "bad", all you were doing was being an 8 year old who had had a really big exciting day out (during which time, you'd been responsible and helpful, btw, and it was good to be out with you)... After we got home, you were still so excited and hyped up, and confines of our little house just weren't big enough for you energy.

Your brothers were also tired and hyped up, and together the three of you mucked around and did all the stuff I'm constantly on your cases about. At one point you chucked a rubber ball across the living room and hit some crockery on the kitchen bench. Nothing fell down, nothing broke, but just the sound of the crockery clinking into each other made my blood boil.

I sent you to your room, and as always, you argued the point. You didn't want to go in there, it's boring, it's cold. I told you I n…

Being thankful...

I was thinking last night that feeling this baby moving and kicking and wriggling inside me is kind of gross if I think about it too much. It feels weird. I've never had this thought before, but I guess for some reason it surfaced.

Anyway, right now I just feel this urgent need to be VERY THANKFUL that he is blessing me with lots of movements and kicks and wriggles. I've just read that a second mum in my EB Due in October group has lost her precious little baby boy at 24 weeks. That's the second baby to leave out group prematurely in two weeks...

So I'm just putting it out there - I'm grateful for the miracle that is having another person growing inside my body...

Reading, or rather the lack of reading...

The following may seem strange coming from a writer, LOL...

Lots of things have been causing me to think about reading in the past few months, not least of which would be the fact that I'm supposed to be writing a novel thesis and exegesis - something I've done NO work on now for at least 6 weeks, argh!

I started reading fluently (well, not out loud because I've never been a competent reader out loud thanks to very poor vision) when I was 4.5. I was self-taught, in fact, I learned to read at about the same time as my mum was learning to read English for enjoy (not just practicality)...

I was an avid reader for about 24 years, during which time I read 1000s of books - between the age of about 9 and 14, for example, I made my way through my parents 500 book Sci-fi collection - and as many of you know, those books are often quite hefty... I also like romance novels (what teenage girl doesn't, really), and family dramas. I loved fairy tale novels and fantasy, and a whole h…

The Taunt...

There is a discussion on Alternativebaby atm about whether or not it is environmentally responsible to have more children that it takes to simply replace the parents (so more than two, but this should be extrapolated to blended families, imo, because if a couple have two children, then split and find other partners and have another child, then split and find other partners and have yet another child, etc. obviously the end result is more children than parents)...

Anyhoo...

Ok, obviously, as a parent of nearly four children, I'm hardly going to side with those people who believe having more than two children, or even having any children at all is to blame for the demise of the environment. In fact, I'm going to (far more predictably) argue that large families (for the purpose of this debate, families with three or more children), share resources more economically and therefore are not to blame for the environmental issues we currently face...

Anyway, feeling mildly irretated by t…