#2621 The first visitors

Today we had the first of our baby boy visitors roll in.

(The first visitors after our immediate family of course).

And while many of our fam and friends will wait another week or two before coming over, I was super happy to welcome two of my closest friends over today.

The kids played together, both young, and a bit older… the adults caught up, had d&ms, discussed the past, present, and the all-important future…

And it was a really good space to be in, for me personally. A couple of weeks ago I would have said “I need space” while simultaneously proclaiming “I need to see people!”

But today it was a definite, I need to see loved ones. πŸ™β€ It filled my soul and provided me with much-needed clarity and hope for the future, and now all I need is one more thing, that everyone who saw me today will attest to…

SLEEP. πŸ₯±πŸ˜΄πŸ€£πŸ€£

#2600 The first pram walk

I’m going a bit stir crazy.

A very fresh newborn, sleepless nights, cluster feeding, and living and breathing within the same walls is making me go a bit nuts.

With such a beautiful sunny day, all four of us (πŸ‘¨β€πŸ‘©β€πŸ‘§β€πŸ‘¦) went for a walk.

Baby boy got to test out the pram for the first time, while Hubbie stayed close to baby girl who was on her bike.

At first baby boy was fussing, and I did turn around and start heading home. But then, whether he got used to the rhythmic movement of the pram on the footpath, or something else entirely, he settled and fell asleep! And I was able to follow my family around several blocks, using the pram baby girl had used, pushing a baby that I had dreamed of.

Little things. They’re actually big. πŸ™πŸ’ž

#2560 Baby parcels

Baby parcels. It’s been a fun day 😁

The first one came in the morning. It was small and flat, and I knew it was one of the two things I ordered last week.

And so it was. The outfit I’m planning on putting on baby, one of their special ‘first,’ once they arrive. πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ˜πŸ˜

Oooh, I can’t help it, it’s so cute! I was oohing and aahing over it, and baby girl was like “come on Mum, yeah say you love it some more.” πŸ™„πŸ€£

And I paused and went – “I love it!”

A sneak peek. πŸ˜‰

Then, an hour or two later, there was another parcel. Baby girl informed me as I worked, that there had been something left at our door. We went to have a look… and I was immediately puzzled. The thing I’d ordered last week was small. This was in a medium rectangle shaped box. There was something that was meant to come in Hubbie’s name too, which may have needed a larger box, but this was in my name.


I couldn’t wait. I ripped it open, and saw a packet of nappies. πŸ₯°πŸ˜πŸ€£

I knew immediately it was one of my besties who had gifted me this, before I even read the note that came with it. And so it was, she was giving me a pack of the ones she used on her little one when he was born.

Ahh, nappies! It’s already beginning! I need to have myself an arrangement of nappies, creams and wipes before baby comes, so I can start experimenting and seeing what works for baby (and me) and so I don’t have to worry about running around when baby is here.

It’s so exciting! I flit between being petrified, to excited, to anxious, to happy, to petrified again, to freaking excited!

AHHH! πŸ˜πŸ€£πŸ™πŸ€°

#2442 First hospital visit

Today was my first in-person appointment with a doctor at the hospital where I’ll be having my baby.

I should have been more excited than anything, but leading up to it I was super anxious. Baby girl was home from school, getting over a tummy bug, and Hubbie had to come home from work early to be with her, because I could no longer rely on her friend’s Mum like I was going to originally.

I didn’t know where to go, and how long it would take for me to get there. Amazingly, after taking one wrong path, I ended up seated in the waiting area of the outpatients clinic a minute after my appointment time.


Even more amazingly, I was called in within minutes.

Being called in for an appointment on time? Incredible.

The appointment itself? Doctor schmoctor is all I will say. It is good to get stuff checked out, sure, but some of the stuff really, I feel is just scare tactics… I was so inclined to say –

“Did you know my Mum saw NO ONE before she had her first child, and she was fine?”

Speaking of my Mum, I was reminded of her frequent words “you are your own doctor.” Yeah, I kinda am. No matter what doctors suspect or predict or are wary of, I am in my body 24/7, and therefore have a good sense of who I am, and how I am going.

And for both of those, it’s good, and good. πŸ™πŸ™

The best part of the visit was getting to hear baby’s heartbeat. She put a stethoscope type thing on my belly, attached to a device on the other end, and I could hear this –

“Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo” rapid fast rushing, beating sound.


“A kick!” the doctor exclaimed.

Yes doctor. That’s my baby telling you to calm the f&^k down.


#2140 Our Christmas

Today was the first Christmas that we hosted at our house!

It was a beautiful and festive day, and each year I am more and more appreciative and grateful, blessed to have such amazing family surrounding me who I love so much. πŸ™πŸ’–

#2139 Christmas Eve prep

It was another busy busy busy day, but again, we had fun, and I think we did well.

It was the first time for our family that we opened our presents on Christmas Eve night and not Christmas morning, and that’s because tomorrow will be a tad busier with us hosting and all… baby girl for one loved the idea of getting to open them up earlier!

For me it wasn’t a huge stretch, as I grew up with this time-honoured tradition, as I used to open up presents with my family on Christmas Eve too, waiting until midnight hit to rip the papers open.

There was lots of love, lots of squealing, and what makes it better is knowing it will continue and only get better tomorrow in the company of more loved ones.

Merry Christmas Eve to all. πŸŽ„πŸŽ…πŸ’–πŸŽ

#2060 We’ve got this

Hubbie and I got all dosed up today.

First Pfizer vaccines all done and dusted. βœ…βœ…

I realise now what a great decision it was to go together. The whole time I was nervous, even though I’ve had a million needles jabbed into me before, even though I’ve felt worse discomfort, even though I’ve gone through much more pain… I was still nervous.

But my Mum had told me what a great idea it was for us to be doing this together, and after today, I couldn’t agree more.

I had uncertainty about it due to my health… I think the fear is, and for a lot of people it is, you don’t want anything bad to happen to you. Or you don’t want things to get worse.

But a really key factor in the decision-making process that made me feel better about it all, was this thought:

The likelihood of something significant happening to me due to getting the vaccine, is fairly low. I’m hearing about people who are getting it all the time, and the worst they get is a sore arm, or cold/flu symptoms for a day.

And yet the likelihood of catching this contagious delta strain… when we are getting over a thousand new cases each day, well the odds are rising.

And I’d much rather have a really sore arm that I can’t lift, or be sick like a dog for a day, than to be admitted to hospital and kept in isolation, away from my family for God knows how long.

The latter to me, is much, much scarier.

So I say, I’ve got this. You’ve got this. No one wants to do this, but hell, we have to, and there is no other option at the moment.

It’s the best we’ve got.

I hope I can see you all on the other side of this.

We’ve got this. πŸ’ͺπŸ™πŸ’–

#2052 First beach day of 2021

I’m calling it!

Tuesday the 28th of September 2021.

The first beach day… kinda.

Ok, so hear me out. I didn’t submerge myself at all, instead just letting my feet be stung by the super freezing waters!

Baby girl however was in full swimsuit, submerged herself and got totally wet…

And we were there for over 2 hours.

AND it was over 20 degrees (something πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ)

So I think despite the fact I was sans swimsuit, we can still call it an official beach day.

The earliest EVER!

And we have covid to thank, seriously. I would never in the past have considered allowing baby girl near waters so cold, when the weather wasn’t at least like 28, and in September of all months, when the mornings are still so freaking cold!

But I think we are desperate, let’s be honest, to go out and do something.

Maybe too, I am getting used to the fact that the beach is for ALL seasons… I honestly am realising more and more, year after year, that given somewhat ‘appropriate weather’ (no cyclones, storms, hell-bent windy weather) you can totally hang out there and be happy, even when it isn’t the sunniest of seasons.

Which is what we were today. At peace, and happy. πŸ™πŸ’–

#1724 Day 226 of getting there: First 2020 Beach Day

I’m calling it!

And it’s not even a Summer beach day…

It’s a Spring beach day!


(For myself and half the state today, it seemed πŸ™„…)

November 3rd.

Now, it’s not the earliest beach visit we’ve ever made post-cold weather. In 2017 we got there mid-October, which I consider a feat with all of those freezing cold Spring mornings.

But 2017 didn’t have covid either.

EVERYONE was at the beach today. We also popped down, chilled for a couple of hours, dipped our toes in the not-yet-warm, icy waters, and just breathed.

It felt like we were on holiday time.

There was the beach visit.

We were all home.

It was warm, hot.

Hubbie had 2 days off IN A ROW, that is cause for celebration!

(I had to keep reminding myself that baby girl goes to school tomorrow!)

It seriously felt like we were on extended holiday. And it made it all the more sweeter, because we were home.

This is why we moved. To get more of this. The last few months have been challenging to say the least, and I have more obstacles to overcome, and more hurdles to jump ’til I can say I am finally there.

But today gave me a taste of the beautiful life that is to come.

And it’s seriously, beautiful. 😍