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!!!GIRL!!!

On the 15th of July, at 8.45pm we welcomed beautiful Ava Valerie Isabel earthside. 7lbs 2 oz, 47.5 cms long. She is the most precious little thing. Charlie is totally in love, singing to her, holding her, stroking her cheek... brings a tear to my eye just writing about it. 'My sweet little Ava, my cute little sister' is what he whispers in her ear. Here are a few pictures to share... will be back later with more details. xxx

3 Hours...

Is about the amount of sleep that I got last night. Have now been up since 5.15, showered, done hair, makeup etc. I even got a little eager and cooked my self some scrambled eggs on toast for breakfast. There is about an hour to go and I will be heading to the hospital to get things under way.

So hopefully by tonight I will have a new baby, am starting to get excited about the prospect of what sex it is. I'd love another boy, little boys are just the greatest and I'd love for Charlie to have a brother. Yet a girl would be just as great, it would just be on a road that I was unfamiliar with. When talking in conversation with me about babe, Charlie always references as a she, and always picks out pink things that he wants to buy. Yet when asked what he thinks the sex might be, he says 'I don't know...'. Maybe he has a sixth sense about it? Maybe not, hopefully come afternoon today, we will know.

All Set...

So I'm packed, re-packed and re-packed until I got sick of doing it. Only things missing from my bag is my phone and laptop (yes, I'm taking my laptop to hospital... need something to do when I'm awake at 3am in the morning feeding :P).

Charlie (even though he is staying here with mum) even has his own bag packed of any possible clothing items he may need for the span of three days. (I plan on being home no later than Friday.)

Car seat is in the car, the only thing left to do is do put bags in the car.

Do you have any traditions when a new baby is entering your life? We don't really have any set in stone, but I have passed on to Charlie my old teddy bear, (well lets just say he borrows it because I can;t quite give him up) and I also have one waiting for the new baby. And below is the blanket that Charlie was bought home from hospital in, which also happens to be mine from my infant hood. Its packed in the baby's bag so that it too can be bought home in it. Its rather exciting the prospect of being able to have use of all these things again, something which I never thought would happen.

So I'm off to spend the rest of my day with my only child, it will be our last afternoon/night as just us two, and hopefully next time you hear from me it will be news of our new arrival. xx

*Bump Day* 41 Weeks

41 Weeks and overcooked. This is the first ever 'naked skin' belly shot I have taken, I thought to myself, what the hell and just did it. I feel absolutely humongous, but in comparing the size of my overall belly to when I was pregnant with Charlie, I am tiny!

Wednesday is the day...

Well, unless some kind of miracle happens between now and 8 o'clock Wednesday morning, Wednesday is the the day. I have been so excited all through this pregnancy at the prospect of having a natural birth, so now I am going to share the pro's of having an induction, if only to get them into my own head.

1. I know the date I have to be at the hospital, so there is no rushing around organising care for DS should I go into labour spontaneously. 

2. I know the procedure, (had it done with DS) so instead of worrying about the unknown, I know the ins and outs.

3. I get to relax in my hospital room/bed and have my things organised instead of having to wait till after birth.

Ok, so I can only find three points at the minute, but induction verses spontaneous labour all ends in the same result, a new baby and that is a great thing to look forward to.

Poor little Mr. Charlie, he is not very well at all. Have been up with him all night. He needs to cough but won't because it hurts and it is making him so congested. Just had to be a little firm with him and get him to cough and made him cry :(. When I had Obstetrician this morning I organised for my sister to watch him, but he insisted on coming so he could see 'his baby'. On the way (5 minute drive) the poor soul fell asleep in the car so my mum waited there with him until I had finished. He was so devastated when he woke up that he had missed out that I told him a little fib and said that the drs had been closed.

So its a day full of dvd's, fruit smoothies and cuddles, whilst I enjoy my last few days as a mumma of one, extremely precious little man, and one extra special Bill the cat who makes everything seem just that little bit better. xx

Sick little man...

I have a sick little man :(. Just got home from the hospital, and it only looks like a viral infection but gee has it hit his little body hard. He is currently all cuddled up beside me watching a dvd. Here's hoping a full nights sleep makes him a little better.

3.17am this morning...

No, its not the time of birth of a baby that still seems to be extremely comfortable in my womb. Its the time I woke up this morning. Last look at the clock before going back to sleep was 5.26am. Its so much fun not being able to sleep. It makes you feel so glamorous with the red eyes, the black bags underneath, the crabbiness from being tired. 'What is she talking about, she is about to have a newborn' I hear you say... At least I would have purpose to getting up, right now there is no reason I should be awake and it is driving me insane.

Had the worse case of heartburn as well when I woke up at that hour... but alas all my life-saving antacid tablets had been used... So you know what I did, I got up at 3.17 in the morning and made myself a bowl of vanilla ice-cream. Not just a few scoops to take the edge off my heartburn, like a massively gigantic pasta bowl full of vanilla ice-cream. And to top it of you want to know what I covered it in??? Soup spoons full of milo. And you know what.... it was delicious!!!


Have obstetrician tomorrow who will be issuing babe with an eviction notice. I'm sure it will be Wednesday. Even though I am more than excited to met our new little one, it is making me extremely frustrated and down that it looks more and more likely that I will be induced again. If Wednesday is the day, babe has 2 and a bit days to come of its own accord, and I am hoping and praying that it decides to do so