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Growing up Ivy.

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She

dressed herself this morning.

This girl, who clings to me.

This little one.

This baby, who I have pulled from my bed, barely conscious with fever and infection.

She dressed herself.

It was the first time.

She chose the pants and the shirt, she decided on her own underwear.

She would not let any one of us help her.

She was determined to do it herself

and she did,

of course she did.

Even though her body lets her down sometimes,

she is the strongest person I know

and I am so proud of her

but

I’m also sad.

She’s growing up.

She’s learning independence.

It’s the way of things,

it’s meant to be

but I’m not ready to lose my baby

or my baby days.

I’m not ready for my independence.

It’s okay though

because I’ll probably be dressing this guy

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until he’s ten.

Giving thanks.

A little while ago, we were asked if we would participate in the Australian Red Cross Blood Service’s annual Christmas post card production.

All we had to do was make a postcard with Ivy, showing her name, age, condition and a thank you message.

We were encouraged to have Ivy help as much as she was able.

We made three.

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Yes, Ivy can write her name on her own and she can copy other letters too.

She wrote the ‘thank you’ in the first two. (My clever girl)

I know she’s not four yet but by the time these go to print, she will be.

The quotes at the top of the first card and the bottom of the third card came straight out of my girl’s mouth when we asked her about the IVIG and blood donation. She actually has been with David and I when we’ve donated blood, so it was a good opportunity to tell her how hundreds of people help to make her medicine.

These little cards and many more written by other recipients are going to circulate Australia wide over the Christmas season.

On the other side will be A seasonal photo.

 

Ivy was so proud of these when she’d finished and I must admit that I was pleased with how they turned out too

and of course, we are thankful and were very happy to help.

Eggbert

Meet Eggbert.

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Clearly, Eggbert is an egg.

Not just any egg, mind you.

Eggbert is a dare devil egg.

No, not a devilled egg,

a dare devil egg.

Actually, there’s not much dare in this devil.

Eggbert is afraid.

Very afraid.

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Eggbert has been put in our fridge for the purpose of an experiment.

Maddy’s science experiment, to be precise.

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Maddy has to make a vehicle in which Eggbert will travel…

straight down.

That’s right, dear readers, Maddy will drop Eggbert from a bridge.

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In this contraption.

The vehicle is supposed to sustain his life, should he plummet from a height, that usually scrambles eggs.

Right now, Eggbert is scared, nay, he is petrified.

 

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Eggbert may look like nothing could break him

but really he is all yellow and squishy inside.

He has eggspecially asked me to ask for your prayers

because

come Monday

he may be nothing but a shell of his former self.

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Naming games.

So.

It appears that I need a name for this would be business.

I have the most lovely, creative person working on a logo but without a name, well, it’s proving to be difficult and using my name is a mouthful.

We have a few ideas knocking around;

originally, I loved Blue Hippo Studios

but then a friend thought it sounded like I was making reference to a fat, depressed person, so it was put on the back burner.

Actually, it is in reference to the first soft toy that we had for William

and I still kind of like it.

Imogen suggested Single Wing, which morphed into One Wing.

I  have a soft spot for that one because it reminds me of a favourite quote:

“We are all angels, but with one wing. It is only when we embrace that we can fly”

I’m just not sure that people will understand the significance.

The other that I like is Wildflower Photography.

Dave says he thinks that sounds a bit too feminine.

So, I’m looking to you, my friends.

I need help to find a name.

I’d love it if you could make suggestions,

tell me if you like any of the above three, why, why not.

I guess, I’m looking for something catchy and memorable

and I thought that all of you imaginitive and creative people out there could come up with some great ideas.