These boots were made for walking...

Sara has a shoe fetish.. She is fascinated with shoes, whether they are mine or her fathers she loves to play with them, try them on and naturally attempt to walk in them. 

She must get this obsession from me!! 

Much to her fathers horror I'm sure all he sees is his little girl, growing up way too fast and potentially the amount of money she will cost him in the future when she starts to want her own collection of shoes like just mummy!

Yesterday Sara decided that my boots were her favourites and she clumsily as first stomped around the house in them, gradually becoming more and more confident as she went until finally she had had enough of them. 

Rain, Rain, GO Away!!

For the third time this month we have had torrential rain in Melbourne.. And for the third time our backyard has flooded.

We live on a hill so we expect some run off from the property at the rear of us, which is higher up than ours, but when we have 4 or more gushing water features added by an overflowing storm water drain that just cant cope... that's not expected and I'm NOT happy!t 


Back yard:

Front yard:

Have you had any similar experiences this year with this crazy Melbourne weather??

The love of a family is life's greatest blessing..

I designed our famlily Christmas Cards today.

I am so very please with them, as I've chosen three of my favourite photos of Sara to go on the front of them as she is the light of our lives.

Christmas is a time for being thankful for what you have and being with your family so why not share these wonderful images of her with everyone.

How personal is too personal?

I "think" about things, people, conversations, my husband, daughter and family a lot more than I used to these days. Probably more than I talk to anyone actually.

Sometimes I feel like I just have nothing to say and other times I could talk for days... 

I am usually a massive talker, an email and a texter and I most definitely wear my heart on my sleeve. Although this can be endearing at times can also be a downfall.  I have been told I tell people too much about my life, I talk about things that annoy or please me freely even if its close to home as I like to share my life with others...

But how much is too much, how personal is too personal for a blogging site?

How do you know that your personal life wont be compromised by some nasty reader out for no good OR will it even attract any readers being your life and not overly very interesting at all really?

I read a blog recently that had this quote in it which made me sad for the writer:

"I'm so boring, I've stopped talking"

OMG .... Is this what's happened to me?  
Have I become so engrossed in motherhood that this is all I can talk about?

Pool etiquette..

Today being Wednesday is swimming day for Sara. We go to our local indoor pool every week for swimming lessons and are getting familiar with the faces of the staff and the others mums and bubs in our class.

Sara is almost at the stage where she can float, (assisted by a tummy belt and arm floaties), without holding onto my hands. Today she did it and squealed with glee and was really having fun until about half way through the class when she started to get all sooky-la-la.

It wasn't until the end of the class when I took off her swimmers to find "stuff" all over her chest... I looked in her swimming nappy only to find with absolute horror that YES she had done a poo whilst swimming in the pool.

What do I do ... Do I tell anyone?  What would I say? "Umm excuse me, my daughter poo'd her pants whilst in her swimming class" Or should I just rush into the change rooms and head for the nearest shower, with door and wash her down?

Decision made, I walked, half ran, as fast as I could with Sara rapt in her towel in my arms, to the nearest shower. Gross, washed her down.... and then walked out with my clean baby, as if nothing had happened.

Is that so very wrong town or what??

Have you ever had an experience like this, if so, how did you handle it?

Feeling silly..

A close friend, knowing my situation and increasing frustration at not falling pregnant, has sent me her remaining ovulation test strips. She is now 4 months pregnant, so no longer needs them! 

I had used these last month around days 12-16 of my cycle but they gave me nothing, nope NOTHING! I was of the opinion, having tried something similar earlier in the year, that they just don't work for me.  

BUT then this morning on day 17 after the ten minute wait for the strip to process the "wee" I get a positive reading... umm, s'cuse me... I'm confused... WHAT ??? So if this is right I will ovulate in the next 24-48 hours!

I feel quite silly now, as all this time perhaps I've been getting my ovulation days wrong?  

Hmm.. What will my Ob say to me, (in-between hysterical laughter I'm sure), about getting pregnant now?  


1. GO HOME AND TRY AGAIN!
2. AHH, GO HOME AND TRY AGAIN, AND 
3. YES, YOU HEARD ME, GO HOME AND TRY AGAIN!

My new fear..

Time has been flying by this year with my beautiful little toddler growing into an amazing little girl. She will be two in March and around this time I am also due to go back into the work force and I will freely admit "I'm absolutely terrified" !! Its been almost two years since I went on maternity leave and I am afraid my brain and all the knowledge encased within it has turned into merely a storage vault for nursery rhymes, children's games and creative food ideas!

This however is not my only fear... 

My hubby and I have been trying for bub #2 for about 8 months now and so far its been fruitless. We have never deliberately avoided falling pregnant since Sara was born, its just never happened. So lately my mind has been working overtime thinking of all the things that could be wrong with me or hubby. I am becoming an emotional wreck. I break into tears at the drop of a hat or at the sight of a 'Huggies' ad on TV. 

I have been seeing a Dr who specialises in Chinese Medicine for acupuncture and Chinese herbal supplements, but it doesn't seem to be helping this time round. Panic has set in, (I'm 40 next year), and so I desperately made a time to go and see my GP for some sound advice. As expected I had to have a blood test to check my hormone levels are fine and my thyroid to make sure it is all working OK. Results came in last week and everything came back fine. 

In the meantime I have had an appointment with my Ob to see what her opinion might be on where we go from here...She had asked me to get some more specialised blood tests done and an ultra sound called a "levovist". 

Have you had one of these and how did you find it?