Where is my head!

I am just so vague at the moment.  I'm so slow, or would some people say that I'm just calm and at a normal pace?!  I'm not frustrated by it, I actually find it quite funny as I just can't rush.  And certainly not like I used to.  I'm not concerned about picking the pace up, forgeting things, misplacing things.  Oh dear, maybe that's the acupuncture :))

I look at Little T curled up and think, oh how lovely that would be

(Little T playing peek-a-boo. He loves playing under the sheets)

I had to start taking Clexane Saturday night.  I sat on the bed, it was 2am.  I couldn't bring myself to do it.  The needle was way to sharp.  Thankfully it wasn't huge, and it was only 40mg, but it couldn't get my head around doing it.

I asked G if he'd help me.  He'd just got home after a 12hour day with his cousins at the races and drinking at Darling Habour.  I knew he was dead tired.  I stood holding the needle.  'Can you help me?' I asked.  'I can't do it.'

He smiled, 'I don't think I'm too drunk.'  We both laughed.  I didn't care, I couldn't do it myself anyway.

G went through the checklist making sure I got the air out of the needle etc.  G pinched the skin on my stomach and in the needle went.

Ouch. Oh. It hurt.  I couldn't look.  It hurt so much.  oh.

Then G says, 'are you sure you got the air out?'

I look stunned.  'I'm confident I did,' I tell him.

I hope I don't die in my sleep if there was air in there, what will happen!?  G said go and google it.

As it went in to my tissue I'm fine, the problem is if it's in a vein.  From the study I hear G snore loudly.  The cat runs to the study.  I smile.  I should be fine.  But G is going to have to do this each night

We spent the warm Sunday walking along Manly beach, it was great to chat, walk and get some sun.  G reached for my hand as we strolled along, it was nice.

(Brass sculptures along the walk).

He updated me on stories about his cousins and their night out.  Starting from Warwick Farm races and in to the city for dinner and drinks the night before.  I picked G up about 1am, he did so well to be up and moving today.

It was a relaxing day.  I felt quite tired from a busy week so it was great to exercise and then spend the afternoon watching the football and reading the papers - my favourite things to do from 4pm Sunday!

The sweetist man

I sent G a message from soccer tonight saying we'd made it, Master O doing well.  Sienna and I were sipping Earl Grey tea at the windy park watching Master O.  With 20 minutes to go up strolls G, right behind me.  Wow.  What a fantastic surprise.

He'd driven all the way back from Canberra after two full days of work, and he stopped via the park to see us.  Hugging, kissing and giving him a squeeze I was so excited.  We watched Master O train.  I know Master O would have loved that G cared enough to come by to watch him.  He always asks where G is, when will he be home, will he watch me.

It was actually Sienna this time that did a 'Welcome Home' sign.  She was looking forward ot surprising him.

When we got home I asked G why he called by.  He said, 'there was no point going home if you weren't going to be there.'  I thought this was a wonderful reply. 

Made me warm and feel loved up.

Master O started soccer training tonight.  First night back and he got through the drills well and even scored a goal in the practice game.  I wish he realised his potential.  I don't push him but there are times I want to yell 'come on Osc' from the sideline.  My mum was always so encouraging, never pushy or adding pressure when I was competing in gymnastics.  I hope I remain that way with the kids but I know there are times when the competitive me is dancing on the inside wanting to push them a little harder as their both very fortunate natural athletes.

After training we played in the park for a while.  The kids spun themselves dizzy on the tea cup.  They laughed, and laughed until they couldn't sit straight and practically rolled out of the tea cup.  It was so funny.

ooooh, last night I had the ovulation sign so G and I got 'busy.'   I admit I was very excited.  It was earlier than I thought though but nonetheless the signs were there so I gave G the nod and the wink.  He just laughs at me.

Today, Monday, I got kids up and straight in to the car in order to get to RPA by 7.30am.  Miss S woke as bright as the sun. I had an apple juice ready for her and she was all set.  Master O was alot harder to move. Plus he insisted on getting out of his pyjamas and in to his uniform.  I took a deep breath, trying not to look to hurried.  I used the soft coaxing voice to usher them up and in to the car.  As I drove off towards my mum's I was elated, it only took 12minutes.

Car was packed: school bags, lunches, breakfast, Sienna's uniform and shoes, my lunch, lemon water and chopped carrots.  Mum, the best mum in the world, was waiting at her gate to help the kids inside and get them breakfast. I am so blessed, she is so wonderful.

I made it to RPA with some time to spare, a record 27 minutes. Very happy.  After chatting to the specialist and doing the bloods I headed to work looking forward to the day.

RPA advised that afternoon that I had the LH surge so I have to start on the progesterone on Wednesday and Clexane on Saturday!   wow, its all happening.  Fingers crossed we hit the mark as Geoff's away tonight.   I thought I might have another 3 days of blood work but no, I hit the jackpot on cycle day 12.

Sunday we all went ice-skating.  Miss S was so excited as dear Rose passed on Sammy's old skate boots, they were hardly worn, Miss S was so grateful.  She is very lucky. 

Miss S wore them all morning around the house.  I reminded her she'd blunt the blade so she laid down with them on, it was very funny.

Oscar sped around the ice-skating rink as Geoff timed him.  Miss S let go of my hand half way through the two hour session, it was great to see her confidence grow.  The skating boots were fantastic.

Fun day.