Sunday 20 October 2013

DIY

Im sure Im not the only person who pins large amounts of DIY projects on Pinterest with no intentions of ever trying them, mainly because Im by no means crafty although I would consider myself creative!
Ant always needs something to do, so after coming across the blog ohdeardrea (shown to me by a friend) I suggested we make one for Max. This was a great idea and full of all the good intentions; Ant has something to occupy his mind with, I am actually attempting one of my pins and have something to blog about and Max scores a pretty cool tent to play in.


It started with a family trip to Masters
We got to Masters (Max was sleeping) and headed to wood aisle. This is pretty much where we went from a joint on the same page project to having two different ideas.
In my head I had a picture of the sweet bright little flowery tent all neat in the corner just like the blog. Ant being a male and knowing everything had an idea of a sturdy structure that wouldn't break.
After some heated discussion on timber size Ant gave in and said fine do it your way.

So we paid for our supplies and left the store, me slightly happy that I had won in the end (so I thought). We got home and Ant immediately went to the shed to get started. First hole he drilled the timber split, straight down the middle just like he said it would.

Feeling a bit silly, we got in the car an headed to Porters Hardware to get the bigger sized timber just like anthony suggested (not before I got the 'I told you so and you never listen you always have to be right' lecture).



From then on it was fairly simple to construct. Ant cut the pieces to length, holes were drilled and dowels were inserted into the holes.
                                                               

We brought the frame inside and added a cross beam to keep the shape. Max had to be caged (put in the portacot to prevent him from helping/destroying)

After that was the almost impossible task of picking fabric. I left Ant in the car with Max who was asleep again and went into Spotlight on my own. I must have been in there too long because Ant had his chair reclined and was sleeping when I got back, and after all that time I had buyers remorse and was unhappy with my choice. It was too late to change my mind so I came home to finish the project. 


Even though Im still not entirely happy with the fabric choice I did feel a sense of accomplishment. I have no sewing experience and managed to sew the cover (not before snapping the machines needle) and Ant did a good job of putting together the frame. It was a joint effort with a little help from Max!
Max thought it was great and went straight to work trying to destroy it....Such a boy :
Quick family snap before heading off the get more wood! Max was not happy about the drill noise.

Wednesday 9 October 2013

The boy grew and grew and grew...

...until he was almost 1 year old!! (nine months to be exact)

Today I took Max and Poppie for a walk and on the way back I slowed down so he could watch the world better. I was watching him and it got me thinking just how fast time really does fly by.
I remember so clearly the day I took the test and feeling a nervous excitement at work about my own chance to be someones whole world. Then all the wondering - what will happen to my body, what will labour be like, what will the baby's gender be, what will it look like, what will it's personality be like, will it be really hard. So many unanswered questions that only the future held.

Then suddenly D day came and went! We had a beautiful baby boy and were in the thick of it; late nights, breastfeeding struggles, constant nappy changes, over analysing everything! and again so quickly it all passed and we suddenly had routine, better sleep and milestones being ticked off before the ink could even dry.

I looked down at my nine month old and felt a bitter sweet pain, we had so much time left together yet I feel like I needed more of the time we just had. Babies really truly grow to quickly.
One piece of advice a new mum gave me was cherish every moment because it goes so quickly; then she turned to me and said 'seriously, you think you are but your not, it will be over before you know it'

I guess she felt the same...


Here are a whole lot of pictures of our first nine months together as a family:

Car ride home

You had a taste of freedom then you were sent back to the hospital for two nights



Getting to know each other

First swim




First trip to the beach - Blacks Beach


First swing ride


First taste of food- Avacado!

Baby wearing daddy

6 month birthday and your half cake to celebrate!

                                                                   Eungella Dam
First camping trip to Eungella Dam



Edible paint fun



Your growing too fast kid, slow down!!!








Saturday 17 August 2013

A Birth Story

I often watched One Born Every Minute leading up to the birth and now I finally have my very own BIRTH STORY


28th of December 2am. I woke up and went to the toilet, and suddenly realised I had light period like cramps I timed them out of curiosity and found they were every three minutes, but eventually fell back to sleep. In the morning I told Ant what I felt and we were excited to go to our midwife appointment that morning to see what they had thought.

We arrived there at 9am and the lady checked me out and preformed a membrane sweep. Ant asked if she thought it was the start of labour and I asked excitedly if I was dilating. She shot both of us down in one go NO, she preformed a sweep and told us that it would cause light cramping and that there was no way of knowing if the baby would come today, tomorrow or in a few days time.

So we left the appointment thinking it was nothing. The cramping disappeared until after lunch and was still light enough to ignore so we went and spent some time with my mum for her birthday (which was today) We joined them again that evening for dinner at an Italian restaurant. In the middle of dinner I started having waves of back pain come and go, I would elbow Ant every now and then to rub my back- why I bothered I don't know he was too distracted talking to my dad to even pay attention!

By 9pm I thought it was probably time to go home; we were starting to get stares, although I did think about staying for dessert on more then one occasion. As soon as we got home Ant said he was going to bed, I asked him to stay up with me but he said he was tired and wanted to be rested for when I went into labour...lucky him.

I decided I would sit on my birth ball and watch One Born Every Minute (probably not the best choice of show at the time). My back pain started to get worse and eventually I had to stand through all the waves, I wandered around the house waiting for the back pain to go away. The whole time I was annoyed that I would be tired when I went into labour because all this back pain was keeping me awake.

Eventually at 1am I woke Ant and told him I wanted to go to the hospital to get some sleeping tablets so I could get some rest incase I go into labour. We rang the hospital and I explained my symptoms, she said it sounded like an irritable uterus, come in, get checked and they will give me something to help me sleep.

We made it to the hospital and started the marathon walk to labour ward (it was a new hospital and some idiot decided pregnant women could walk a kilometre to get to the labour ward) I turned down a wheel chair and had to stop three times on the way- the poor young orderly just waited quietly every time.

When we got there I was hooked up to the machine for a short amount of time since I was still struggling to lay on my back. The midwife noted that my contractions were fairly consistent- I thought what contractions I only have back pain ?!?! So you can imagine our surprise when she checked me and I was 7cms dilated!! We were so stunned. Ant spoke first- "Does that mean I should get the bag out of the car?"

This was it, it was happening and I didn't even know! I sat in the shower for maybe an hour and then felt a gush- I swear it was my waters breaking but I really don't know (maybe I peed!). I told the midwives it was my waters and they said that my contractions would get worse and offered me gas, which I didn't take initially but changed my mind after a while.

My contractions intensified a million times and I was sucking the gas down like there was no tomorrow- they had to keep reminding me to only use it when there was a contraction coming on, my theory was if I didn't stop then I wouldn't miss the start of the contraction.

I guess I sucked a little too much gas because I clearly remember telling the midwife that I felt like I was on acid and on a roller coaster... ?!?! I must have half realised what I was saying because then I added- I've never done acid tho, so I wouldn't actually know what that feels like. I think its safe to say Ant was a little embarrassed.

Things seemed to progress fairly fast and I started to feel that overwhelming urge to push- anyone that has given birth naturally would know the feeling. The midwife told me to hold and breathe through it to which I replied- I can't, I can't, I'm pushing, I'm pushing!!!

Well I pushed for a while, I'm not sure how long but I was exhausted and begged for the ladies just to suction him out! But they were patient and encouraged me to keep going. It was near the end that we realised my bag was still in tack and that he had pooped in his sac.  The midwives were a little concerned by this and really started edging me on to push and push harder. (Not before shoving a mirror down there catching me off guard to show me his head in the sac...ugh not so magical)

Eventually at 5:24am Max Landon Lemura 7 pound 2 oz came into this world screaming! He was placed on my chest as Ant cut the cord and we were both instantly in love.
He was perfect!
I told everyone he came into this world screaming on a full moon night, in his sac! He was our WILDTHING from the beginning!

Being weighed for the first time- we got a lot of skin to skin contact time before all the formalities were done. 

A character from the start and oh so alert!





Friday 16 August 2013

New Beginnings- A series of not so unfortunate events...

Our Lemura Family blog would never have started without you MAX. So lets start from the beginning...

Living between my parents and my in laws while we saved for a holiday and then again for a house took a big toll. So you can imagine our happiness/relief when our house was finally finished! You could say you where then conceived through a series of not so unfortunate events. Some christening of the house went on, then I came down with a throat and ear infection which led to some strong medicine, doubled with your fathers birthday, a lot of liquor (thanks to a friend) a fight... and then I guess the make up...Boom there you were!

Well at that time we didn't know, but it didn't take long for us to realise...
I had some light cramping and kept thinking AF was coming but 3 days later I just had a feeling, although completely convinced I wasn't pregnant I bought a test on my lunch break. The two lines were instant and the first thing I thought was; it said to wait 30 secs (I think that was the shock lol)
Not long after Dad rang to ask the results and I guess I was too casual about my answer because he didn't believe me and even went on to tell me that I was in trouble if I was playing a joke because I was too calm... haha do you think he was panicking much?

Lets say the shock set in when I got back to work with 24 four years old to look after for the rest of the day and the thought of one of my own on my mind- it was a good shock, no- it was GREAT shock!
We had been together for 5 years, loved each other and built a home there was only one thing left to do- fill it. (and possibly marry in the future- we're living in sin)


Our announcement video to family and close friends


A perfect 3D ultrasound of you at 33 weeks. We knew you had my nose right from the beginning and this picture really confirmed it. I had so many ideas of what you might be like; skinny, long, tanned, brown hair, brown eyes... I guess like your Dad. We couldn't wait to meet you!

Nine months went past and before long- we had a birth story...



Tuesday 13 August 2013

Welcome to wheremyWILDTHINGSare!

This blog is to document our lives as a new family for anyone who wishes to follow and any family who may search our history in the future. (Hoping they will be able to do that!)
Basically it will be all about Max, Ant (Daddy) and I (Mummy) oh and poppie too!

ENJOY!









 
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