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Crazy…

I know you all know I’m crazy, right?
So it will be totally safe to tell you that I have been having these awful nightmares and you will accept that just as you accept that I am as nutty as a fruitcake.
Nightmares are a recent addition for me, as an adult. Sure, I had them as […]

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Home again.

We are finally home again after five long days of hospital and I really don’t know where to start.
Ivy’s bloods are all back within normal ranges now. Her haemoglobin is 111g/L. Her levels for the haemolysis is on the high end of normal(read only just). Her electrolytes, liver function and iron studies all normal.
She grew […]

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Bedtime antics.

This is Sunday.
I put them to bed. I snuggle them down. Noah has Ted and Ivy’s arms cling tightly around BokBok, boa also in hand.
They are so not ready to settle but I sit with them anyhow, willing them to go to sleep.
As twins they have the right, it seems, to suddenly start a banter […]

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‘Trying to make light of a stressful situation’ or ‘What’s worse than 1 toddler on prednisone’?

What’s worse than one toddler on prednisone?
Two toddlers on prednisone, of course!
That’s right. You know that little cold that Ivy aquired at the paddle pool? Well, Noah got it too and it became an asthma attack that needed prednisone. Yesterday was day three and the ‘roid rage was in full swing… or should I say […]

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Random thoughts of an insomniac gone mad.

… Maybe I am crazy…
Everything about this nightmare is wrong. Why can’t I help her? Why?  I feel out of control, powerless. I can only imagine what she is going through.
When William was born my whole life changed. I have felt as though I have been falling ever since.
That night, that night, when the NICU […]

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Roid Rage

Ivy has been on Prednisone for  eleven days now.
She has what the paed lovingly labelled ‘roid rage’. Do not come to our house if you want to survive to see another day. Yes, it’s that dangerous!
When you have roid rage you don’t need to sleep. Ever again. Don’t stop there though. It is not commonly […]

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Shameless cranky.

We went to the paed.
Ivy and I, on two hours sleep.
I was already cranky before I got there. Bad mooded. Walking the biartch. Post PMS pms. Call it what you will.
Ivy’s bottom was in the process of blistering up again and there was not a thing I could do to stop it.
Applying the creams does […]

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Insomnia, when you really want to sleep but can’t.

I don’t have trouble falling asleep. Ever.
The days are so busy that by the time I fall into bed, I am exhausted.
Insomnia came to visit me when William died. Not at first, not in those first few, grief stricken months, when my body screamed "ENOUGH"! and shut itself down into blessed, dreamless sleep. It crept […]

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Silent Night (Mummy style)

In the interest of the up and coming season…
 
Silent Night (Ode to Ivy).
 
 
Silent night, yeah right!
Mummy’s not calm,
Daddy has spite.
Round the clock the female child,
Wakes the household, the parents are wild!
Sleep, for the love of God, Slee -eep
Slee - eep, try counting some sheep!

Silent night, I’d get a fright
if you slept through the night.
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Fools and liars.

Ivy slept through the night.
 Oh. Yes. She. Did.
Okay, she woke a couple of times and they said there was one episode of apnoea… maybe. They were very non commital about it all.
But for all intensive purposes, she had a great night’s sleep and a great night’s sleep means no tonsilectomy. No tonsilectomy means another year […]