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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 the Spring holidays, I will have found a far better way to relate my feelings of frustration to my darling children...

Seriously, it hasn't been too bad these holidays, we had a very rough day towards the end of the first week, and then I think I managed to pull it together in the second week - ignoring the meltdown I had on Wednesday morning, but that was directed at Dave, not the kids, and we did get through the rest of Wednesday ok... On Thursday we went to Ikea and I got one of those $10 rolls of unbleached paper, and that's been a godsend for the past three days... Which of course, is a parental irony, the kids got a mass of fabbo plassy toys last Sunday, and what gives them the most satisfaction??? 45 metres of unbleached paper!!! Of course, what else...

Had a laugh at Dave this morning... Yesterday morning and this morning he was a delightful Dh and let me laze about in bed till 11am - well, hey, only fair as I've spent 100 hours alone with three boisterous boys in the past two weeks...

Anyhoo, so this morning was his second FOUR HOUR session alone with all three boys (while awake, he was alone with them last night for a few hours but they were all asleep then), and what do I wake up to??? Him screeching like a banshee that he's "hard enough" and they're "driving him INSANE!"

PMSL, I was a BAD Dw and came out and said, "Ok, so NOW do you see why I had a meltdown about being alone with them for 9 hours a day while you're at work?" He didn't actually answer me... Funny that...

Anyway, so now I'm on notice, not only can bubs hear me, but he'll remember the screeching madwoman he hears FOR THE REST OF HIS LIFE!!!

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