Nelson: (white dog of minimal intelligence) ”Help me, Linus, I can’t see! Someone… anybody?”
Linus:(black dog, of equal or less intelligence) ”Ah, ya wasteoid, ya tweeker, you’ve been dropping gluten free biscuits again, haven’t ya?”
Nelson: “No! It’s not what you think! I tripped and fell into the box!”
Don’t worry animal lovers, no dogs were harmed in the making […]
Posted on June 16th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Daily life | 13 Comments »
I whinge alot.
You would think I would learn a lesson…
When you tell the universe you can’t take much more of the coughing and snot, the tears and grumpiness of one child, you expect a little reprieve.
Well, I do, anyway.
Instead the universe smirks at you in that ‘you’ll be sorry you said that’ kind of way and […]
Posted on June 16th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Health, illness, I hate prednisone club | 14 Comments »
Time for Weekly Winners. I missed last week because of Ivy illness. So, here is a bumper edition of Genzy goodness!
For more excellent entries, go on over to Sarcastic Mom’s.
Peek - a - boo!
Perpetual motion.
A shopaholic beach fairy lives here
Mad photographer
Evil prednisone child. (More on this later)
My birthing day flowers from the wonderhusband.
A quiet party.
Happy […]
Posted on June 15th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Weekly Winners | 28 Comments »
I look through the small circular window of the NICU.
There are babies in there and they are mine.
I grew them, harbored them for thirty five weeks, inside my body, our hearts and souls intertwined.
I can barely believe they are here.
I am a Mummy
.
The bigger of the two has soft strawberry blonde waves, still tight with […]
Posted on June 14th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: celebrations! | 16 Comments »
I got a haircut.
Me.
Hairdresser phobic me.
What is it with all those mirrors, anyway?
Why are there so many of the damn things?
While we are on the subject, why do hairdressers ask what type of cut we want? I never went to haircutting school. I don’t know anything about layers or razoring or anything much more than ‘a […]
Posted on June 13th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Daily life | 33 Comments »
Imogen and Madeline are both slaves to the performing arts.
Much like I was in my younger years. Oh yes, my friends, I was not always The Old Woman Who Lived In The Shoe, I used to love all things thespian, as my mother will proudly tell anyone who will listen. I sang and danced and […]
Posted on June 12th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Daily life, Immy, Maddy | 16 Comments »
The phone call comes in in the early hours of the morning (I am a night duty legend). Mrs So and so, who is having her forth baby is on the other end. She lives just a few minutes away from the hospital and feels as though she needs to come in.
Now.
She has one contraction […]
Posted on June 11th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: midwifery | 11 Comments »
…and we are home again.
Ivy is tucked up in her own bed as I type.
Is she 100%?
No - but I am coming to the realisation that maybe she will never be.
Here’s to;
a new antibiotic. Keflex, our new wonderdrug (fingers crossed).
At least four weeks before she crashes again.
Time for her to play.
Time for her to laugh.
A hot […]
Posted on June 9th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Health, illness, Ivy - girl | 20 Comments »
The lounge that is also my bed is bottle green. Oh bottle green, the colour of torture. It sits to the right of her bed and grins at me, with large gaping mouth, the monster, who will steal what is left of my sleep.
The floors are a beige linolium, just perfect for catching various bodily […]
Posted on June 8th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: hospital | 21 Comments »
The paed called late on Friday night and I told him the Ivygirl was sick, really sick.
You know, that frightened, sick in the guts, knot in your throat, something bad is happening worry that you get when someone special is sick?
Yeah, that’s been me for a large part of the week. (As if you guys […]
Posted on June 7th, 2008 by Tiff
Filed under: Health, illness, Ivy - girl, doctor related posts, hospital, worry | 20 Comments »
