View from work

I've moved out of accounts and in to project and property management.  I'm really enjoying it.  For the first time in years I'm enjoying work, I'm fulfilled being productive doing some thing I enjoy.  I'm grateful for my parking spot, the girls I work with a great and I have a nice view from my desk.

Ten Pin Bowling

Sunday was Ten Pin Bowling and relaxing.  (Well, as relaxed as 3 loads of washing, preparing everyones breakfasts, dinner, vacuuming, sweeping up cats mess, bath time, teeth time, cleaning and playing with kids, can be).

I was telling G I was thinking of getting my teeth straightened with the invisiline. He said why would I need to do that, he thinks the front inward teeth are cute and they're not that bad. If I got them straightened I'd be perfect and people may think I've had work done. I think that was a compliment in there. I'll take whatever compliment I can get from G.

Dinner was easy and Sienna watched the first return episode of Young Talent Time.  She is growing so fast and sharply observing all the older girls around her or on tv.

I was completely exhausted by bedtime.  I was hoping for some nocturnal activities but I was dead.

PS:  And Happy Birthday little T.  We had sparklers tonight to celebrate T turing 1 !!!

Ribs & Burgers

A productive Saturday: G got his car serviced, we caught up with my Aunty P & Uncle, with mum and nephew.  Morning tea was enjoyed.  The afternoon at home was nice as the kids happily played with the lego.  They can play so well together.  It's lovely.  I sat with them building a cafe, post office and petrol station.  I remembered how much I used to love lego when I was young.

The digital radio is still a hit.  The kids are always putting it on.  Sienna loves to dance and insists I watch her new routines.  She's been poaching moves from America's Got Talent.  Glad to see she has some contemporary dance moves and has left the stripper moves behind.  Good bye Lady Gaga, hello style!

The day was topped off with a delicious dinner at Ribs & Burgers.  G hasn't discussed the possible Bali  holiday and whether its on or what's happening.  I think the window for number 3 will be pushed out to March.  This year will be the year of the Dragon too, another good reason to make it happen this year.  If left too long I fear I may not go for number 3.

Now I just have to pick the Window

Great catch up with Master G last night.  Talked, relaxed, I even exercised!  We need to confirm today whether we're going to go to Bali in Feb or not?!  Then we can confirm the 'window' for Lucky Number 3!

I'm excited and thinking 4 Feb is the window.  Then there is a part of me thinking, just wait, be patient, do launch date 1 March.  Maybe I'm just nervous as well, hence the internal debate of timing.

G asked about my birthday aswell.  I cringe when people ask.  I just want to disappear around my birthday.  I don't want to self analyse it, I just feel uncomfortable and awkward.

Today's rambling 18 Jan 2012

I think Master G is going to be at he's work conference for the 1st window of opportunity.  This would give us Lucky Number 3 arriving on his birthday!

Next windows of opportunity is: 1 March, then 26 March.  I need to be around 5 days before these dates so hospital can track the 'window'

Will it happen?  Not sure, Master G is away alot in the coming months.  We will see.  If the Universe wants it to happen, if the time is right, then it will happen.  I don't want to make it happen, it shouldn't become a task or some thing difficult.  As time creeps along though, as I start to prepare physically and mentally its hard not to want to just get started. 

Last time I put work on hold, I didn't take up netball or certain things I wanted to do because the lead up and then the pregnancy... there is no point committing to a sport to then have to stop a month or so in therefore I just put things on hold.  I was treading water.  It became frustrating to me and the family probably felt that frustration.

Enough of my ramble today.  I'll chat to Master G hopefully tonight.  I had dinner last night with a friend visiting from Shanghai, it was a good catch up so I missed seeing Master G.  I did receive a text message form Master G last night reporting that Little T was friendly, then ignoring him, then playful, then viscious - just normal.  He makes me laugh (Master G that is)

Lucky number 3

Today I looked in to the timing of adding to our family.  Our lucky number 3.  Our Little B.  I know in my heart that there is still a beautiful soul to join us.  He wasn't ready last time, or perhaps we weren't ready.  We've been through a lot.  My body has been through alot both physically and emotionally too.  After 3 losses it makes you appreciate even more how precious life is and how lucky we are with two gorgeous little ones that are healthy, happy and so clever and curious. I'm so grateful for the affection to Master G and how good he is with them in return.

I'm excited.  But there is more preparation this time.  I have to take a progesterone and clexane.  I'm not thrilled.  It's only for 10weeks so this is the good news.  Those 10 weeks are going to be long and I feel some anxiety about the intimacy factor.  I know I'll discuss this with Master G this week.  I feel a lot of it will be with me to express myself through this time frame.  I will have to have 5 days of blood tests first thing in the morning.  Then after launch date I will be self-medicating at home.  It's not know if I'll feel unwell or be fine.  The kids are starting school, there is work and Master G has trips to Canberra.  Busy.  I feel good though.  I feel ready.  I'm trying not to push the start date of 30 january.  I guess a more practical date is 28 Feb, the next date would be 21 March.  Let's see what happens :-)

Home alone

Master G is in Canberra for the night.  Litte T the cat and I miss him.  Little T goes on wee and poo strike.  Tonight he sat on his thong waiting.  He watched me exercise, puzzled at my groans of pain.  Then with a stretch he went to wait on Master G's side of the bed.  Little T sulks more than the kids.