happy half birthday

Little Miss T turned one and a half today and I am wondering if this is the point in which we will start referring to Miss T in years rather than months? I mean you don't hear many parents say their kids are 15 and 4 months or 184 months do you... That would be weird right...And now she is one and a half something tells me her second birthday (and third and eighth) is going to creep up on us super fast. Stop growing little T!!! So in order to not jump ahead to fast and to consciously cement in history what Miss T was doing at one and a half i thought I'd write a little list of mummy's favourites.

1. Anything exciting or new is observed with a  a dramatic 'Wow', so more like ' woooow' and any spills or damage or anything not quite right with an ' oh noooooo' accompanied by a concerned hand to her mouth. Classic

2. Miss T has taken on the task of putting Popo's bed outside each morning. It is her first task in the morning, even preceding her milk. She collects it from the kitchen floor and drags it out the back door. Thanks bubba.

3.  Popo is fed more treats than ever before as Miss T loves heading to the laundry to treat him all day long proclaiming 'more Popo more' Followed by ''sit Popo sit' (which sounds a lot like shit popo shit :)) before rewarding him with his treat.

4. Miss T's babies are forever needing to 'poo poo' and if I am not quick enough this results in her poor little bubba's heading down the toilet. Now when I here ' bubba poo poo' I must react instantly and race to the bathroom.

5. Miss T is obsessed with showers, the park and drawing and at any time of the day can wonder up and ask,
' ower yes?' ( shower yes)
' paak ye?' (park yeah) or
' wower?' (can I draw flowers).

6. Miss T clearly understands the concept of sleep (despite choosing not to for almost a month recently). How I know this...

a) She likes to ' play sleep' in our bed. ' night night mumma' she repeats and run into our bed and insists I lie with her. Once she has approved my position she proclaims ' shhh shh night night' and squints her eyes shut. This brings Miss T great delight and mumma too after a long day (except when we have guests over as this is a little awkward).

b) Her babies are placed in her cot and told ' shh bubba shh' all day long. Yes her bubba's poo poo and sleep a lot!. She even pats their little chests and leaves the room and stands outside her door saying ' shh bubba night night shh bubba'. seriously! Someone's been paying attention...

Happy half birthday Miss T, mumma and dada loves you x 

every cloud has a silver lining

Last week in the world of Miss T was disastrous. There is no other way to describe the chaos that arrived at our doorstep. Hubby overseas for work, me pregnant and exhausted, Miss T sick- unable to drink, eat or suck her beloved dummy which equated to Miss T being unable to sleep for longer than 30 minutes at a time…the worst of the nights she clocked naps at 7.30-8.00, 10.00-10.30, 12.30-1.00, 4.30-5.00. Yep disaster.

I know chaos arrives at every doorstep from time to time but my goodness it doesn’t make it any easier. We made it through of course (with the help of amazing family and friends) and we are back to domestic bliss...or our variation of...with a healthy bubba, slightly more rested mumma and a present dadda. Miss T had her first play with one of her best buddies yesterday which injected us both with a whole lot of positive energy and in turn my optimism is peaking. Yes last week was disastrous but the silver lining...every cloud has one right... is that my dummy obsessed bubba was so betrayed by her sore mouth and sickness that she lost her relationship with her beloved. Miss T no longer searches for her dummy or needs it to sleep and her baby obsession is over. This can only be a good thing, a new found independence but I have also found myself from time to time feeling a little sad for her. She said goodbye to a special friend in the most abrupt manner and I also suspect said goodbye to babyhood forever.

The timing is uncanny as Miss T’s mumma (ok ME) is also saying goodbye to an era…my 20’s. As I hit the BIG 30 I feel incredibly grateful for the wonderful family and friends I have, for the fabulous husband and family we are building, for the chaos and bliss that is Miss T, for the amazing new friends I have made since embarking into motherhood, and for the blessed life we live (these are all my silver lining's)….but I do still feel a little pang of panic…Will I blink and wake up age 40, 50 or 60 and consequently Miss T 11, 21, 31? Am I saying goodbye to my bubba Miss T and hello to toddler Miss T and what else will change for me in my 30's...

Miss T with her beloved's back in the day...I couldn't help but revisit this photo.

playing with one of her besties

Little toddlers x

 

5 days of firsts

Talk about a jam packed start to 2013. In the first 5 days of 2013 Miss T, hubby and I have managed to squeezed in our first ever family holiday and Miss T's first birthday and we put on our first birthday party to celebrate our little monkeys birth. It has been fabulously busy.

Our first family holiday was terrific but at the same time a lovely little comedy of errors. Night one saw us lose the portacot - it was no where to be seen at 6.50pm with bedtime looming- turns out we left it in the carpark (luckily portacot was retrieved without too much hassle just in time to put Miss T to bed). Miss T then settle in for a long well earned sleep. It wasn't until we decided to head to bed that we realised that in the confusion of a new hotel room we had switched on the light in her bedroom at some point and Miss T was sleeping in a fully lit room. Serious chaos for such a poor sleeper! Night two Miss T was put to bed and hubby was sent to buy pizza while mumma sipped on champagne. In a nutshell- dadda split his pants on commute- arrived home in panic- only available pants were next to snoozing bubba (no idea mum and dad!)- order was forgotten by shop- and to top it all off pizza was atrocious. Oh and Night three didn't disappoint, poor Miss T appeared to have a bad reaction to nurofen (as the poor darling is cutting a tooth at the moment) and spent the entire night throwing up and screaming her lungs out. Poor room 2113 is all I've got say about that. Room 2112 apologises.

Following our little get away we celebrated the birth of Miss T on the 5th of January. We put on a little party at a local park and had a fabulous time. And I made my first ever cake from scratch! I big number 1. It made me feel like a real mumma actually. That night after giving Miss T some extra cuddles and kisses and popping her into bed, hubby and I reminisced about the year that was and started from the beginning watching video's and looking at photos of our angel as she grew. At 9.15pm I sipped champagne as I was seriously stoked that I was not pushing a baby out like I had at
that exact moment a year earlier. We therapeutically laughed about how dreadful it was ...The hubby kept saying ' yeah it was BAAADDD' (we mean that in the nicest way possible, of course it was wonderful as we now have Miss T), but SERIOUSLY...I would rather be sipping champagne!

Holiday relaxation

Miss T loved her new mirror friend while on holidays x

Pool side- we have ourselves a water baby

The birthday girl.

P.S Party photos to come xx

9 sleeps!!!

So it is as though I just woke up this morning and properly realised that it is Miss T's 1st Birthday in 9 sleeps! Why did no one tell me it was so soon. I just rang the party place to orgainse decorations and guess what...closed until Jan 29!!! So mass panic is setting in. I just said to my hubby 'oh no, why am I such a sh*t mum' and he said 'your not sh*t your just unorganised, which is funny for a teacher'. Thanks hubby so now I am panicking even more...And to top things off, lucky me got myself a tiny bit of food poisoning over christmas, so I am trying desperately to piece together an action plan but my brain feels like mush and I have zero energy going around. But no pity parties for me, I have 9 nights so minus today- 7 days to make this happen. I just googled themeing ideas and guess what, not such a good idea when you have nothing prepared! I just viewed hundreds of beautiful party's themed to the max and thought what lucky bubba's. So where do I start???? I am thinking about everything -all at once, decorations( lanterns or pom pom's or...), tableware( table cloths, jars, cupcake stands, plates, forks, spoons, straws, jars...), food( adult, kiddy, healthy, yummy), drinks( champagne for me...that's as far as Ive got), cake ( homemade, bought, both?!), lolly bag's...(and my hubby just asked 'can we play a war?!?!?!)

Yes yes you are probably thinking, don't lose sight of the bigger picture...You don't need to worry about that as it has only come into my conscious mind 9 days before her birthday...Something tells me this is going to be a common theme year to year...except I will certainly be calling the party shop pre-christmas next time! 9 sleeps to achieve my artistic vision, I better get moving...Wish me luck.

My mumma's christmas brunch table- so pretty, am I missing the gene?

I better make Miss T smile like this on her 1st birthday!

P.S if you run into a maniac woman it is probably me...back away is my best suggestion.