Ho hum

Apologies in advance for this un-thought out post!

I've been missing my blogging. I just don't feel that I can find the time to really commit to writing a decent post. Plus I don't want to bore you with posts about babies and female-stuffs all the time.

Hmmmm what can I talk about that isn't baby-oriented?

Church? Neh....haven't been doing much with all the Christmas and New Years business that goes on.

I can't even think of any other topics....so here is a boring update post on us & babies and stuff like that! SORRY!!!

It will be 8 weeks tomorrow that Eme was born. It has absolutely flown by. Which makes me sad because it means my little girl has been getting bigger!!! (I'm terrible....I'm already crying about my baby girl growing up and leaving me and she isn't even 2mths old yet!!)

Having my own child now makes me appreciate all my mum & dad did for me. Especially mum. To think I was as small as Eme once and so dependent on my mum is weird to think about. Plus, my mum was younger than I currently am when she had me! I don't know where I would be without my mum at the moment. She has advice & help which I really appreciate.

I was talking to my sister about how people always feel they can comment and give advice on parenting to you. We agreed that it is so much easier to hear from our mum than it is from other people. I respect my parents and how they raised us 'kids'. Therefore, I am fine to go to them with questions and with hearing advice. However, if anyone else does this....then I get really pee'd off. I guess you establish such a strong relationship with your parents, that it's ok for them to make comments, and when other people do it - they haven't got the same relationship and therefore, I believe, they shouldn't be trying to make comment or give advice necessarily. Does this make sense? Does anyone know what I'm talking about?

Basically...if I want your advice, I will ask for it.......

Um, um, um...Eme has been sleeping through the night for nearly 2 weeks now! I'm so proud of her...she is a good girl and she really is a pretty no-fuss bub.

Only problem I'm having is that she tends to just want to be held non-stop. I can't put her down in her bouncer of let her lie on a mat thingy cos she just wants to sit on my hip and go around with me all day. It's nice to know she wants to be with me and go where I go, but please.....a little independance girly!!! I can't do EVERYTHING one handed, though I like to think that I could!!

So, I guess if anyone who reads this has had a similar issue and you managed to 'break' your child out of the habit, I'd like to know how!!!

(There....I'm asking for advice!!!!)

Anyway...I don't REALLY have anything important to talk about, so I'll leave it there. Hopefully I will find some time in the next couple of weeks and get back into blogging more regularly!

I honestly don't know how Jen does it with 5 kids!!! You must be wonderwoman!!!

Better fly....bub has awoken and is searching for a feed from her blanket...I better go grab her before she gets a furball....

Here's Bek!!

Well, I have some news...we have the net at home!

WOO HOO!!!

I have really missed blogging, and hopefully I will now be able to update a lot more regularly (when Eme gives me some time off anyway! - I swear it's like she is attached to the boob more often than not!)

I have started writing my birth story but I think its going to take longer than I initially thought. I remember absolutely EVERY MOMENT. It's hard to try and get it all in and to get it to all make sense!

Things at home have been great. Russ has had the last 2.5 wks off work and I am dreading him going back on Monday. It is so nice to have him around home and helping out! He has grown his beard back and stretched his ears to the next size. He has plugs (for those who don't know) and they are finally looking like a decent size!! The bigger the better I say...and yes size does matter ;)

Eme is absolutely beautiful. She has been holding her head up since 2wks and never wants to put it down. The midwife said she only ever sees this in 6-8wk olds. I tell you this girl is impatient like her mum. She will be running before she is crawling! She is getting bigger every day and I sometimes cry because I don't ever want to forget how small she is. Its silly I know, but I just love her tiny fingers and tiny toes, the way she fits with me. When I'm feeding or cuddling she is just the perfect size to fit in around my waist. I am completely and utterly in love. The odd thing though is that I miss being pregnant!?!

I've 'recovered' pretty well from the labor. I had it pretty easy I think, even though she was a boofheaded baby that NO-ONE expected to be that big! But I'll save all the juicy details for my birth post :) Betchya looking forward to that boys!! ;)

Anyway...I have so many things I want to check, like what's been happening in the worlds of my blogging buddies...so I'll leave it there for now, but from now on you will see a little more of me (hopefully!!)

blech #2

*cough*
*sputter*
*sniff*
*drip*
*sneeze*

Rinse. Repeat

Since last Saturday (26/07) I have been sick as a dog. It started out as just a chest infection with swollen glands, but it has now swung into a full on cold/flu. I am feeling puffy, red, and sore!
Hence, I haven’t really been up to posting anything.

What’s going on in the Ingram household you ask?

Here is an update in bullet mode:

We have painted our entire house!! YAY – and we have ripped out trees in the front and back yards. We are also hopefully planting our big olive trees and the first stage of our veggie patch in the next couple of weeks

Russell is on crutches – he has torn cartlidge in his knee and also has a cold

My sister-in-law is having her baby shower next week! Yikes! It has come up so fast…I now have to come up with a present idea!

My soon-to-be-nephew is predicted to be 2 wks bigger than originally thought, so we may have a little one sooner than we thought! Either that or he has a huge head like his father.

Bub-o-luv is awake most hours of the day – and night! And is constantly moving and kicking, and head butting it seems! I am loving it! I love sitting for hours feeling the movements…and so does Russell! He is in love! :)

I haven't got one stretch mark BUT I got my first maternity bra last week. 10DD/E....10 frickin DD/E!!! Good grief!

We are going to be setting up the ‘nursery’ in the next couple of weeks…I’m so excited I can’t wait!

I am more in love with Russell than I ever have been before

My parents are off to Zimbabwe in 2 weeks – lots of prayer is required here!

My sis and bro-in-law are off to Bali when mum & dad get back from Zim.

We put our lemon car in to get brakes done and ended up spending $700 more on other ‘stuff’ – oh, and the brakes never got done! Apparently they are FINE!

Jet is still a dero

I am going to be doing ‘On Earth’ with our church. We are going to be doing it in Kwinana and I am really excited. Missions is one of the things that is always on my heart, and I am really looking forward to participating in the….thingy…..seminar? I don’t know what you would call it. We won’t be going overseas, but will be implementing the course in the community of Kwinana.

My little brother Dru is growing in his faith in leaps and bounds! He never ends to surprise and inspire me. He even opens car doors for me! And sometimes tells me that I “look very nice today”. Awwww so sweet! He even got to feel the baby kick on Sat. night. He was very enthused.

We got to catch up with our great mates Shane & Kim during the week. They were in Perth for 6 days! They have been serving in Thailand for the past couple of years and are moving to Norway to complete studies. We are missing them already and we were blessed to be able to spend a few precious hours with them. I wish they were going to be around to be in our children’s lives…they are such amazing and awesome people!

I’m sure there is a lot more that has been going on, but I am too lazy to think about anything else!

Hopefully Russ and I will be feeling better this week….please pray for healing and recovery to come quickly!

Update

Hhmmm…I’ve been holding off from posting about this for awhile, but it may just explain a bit of the moods I’ve been in recently.

About a month ago I went to see my doctor to make sure that I am healthy and that I wasn’t dying of some hidden disease in my body, etc etc.

She told me my weight (less than what I originally thought) told me to gain some weight, then forced me to do girly things that girls hate doing. While she was doing all her checks and what not we were talking about falling pregnant as Russell and I have been trying since we got back from holidays. I wasn’t talking to her because I was worried that we hadn’t ‘fallen’ as I knew it would probably take a few months. It wasn’t until she started to ask questions and make certain comments that I started to worry.

She told me that she didn’t think I had ever ovulated in my life, and that there was a high possibility that I wasn’t ovulating at all. Now for those who don’t know, you need to ovulate to get preggers (I know it’s pretty much common knowledge, but just in case).

She then sent me off for a few blood tests and told me to come back the following week.

At first I was in denial.

“Yeah right, she’s just got it totally wrong. I’m completely normal”

Then when I got home after work I broke down.

“Yeah right you stinkin’ formed me in my mother’s womb. You didn’t form me properly, that’s what! I’m broken goods. I don’t even work right. Why me!?! Why does this sort of crap always happen to me. What about all those people that have sex ONCE before they get married and fall pregnant, yet I play by the rules and look what happens!”

I’m allowed to go through that ok!! Don’t preach to me about how God did form me right, blah blah blah. I’m allowed my moment of weakness.

So, I got depressed. That whole week I was surrounded by pregnant women and babies. I went to a women’s night to hear my mum speak and there were 6 pregnant women surrounding me!! I couldn’t escape it. Plus, two girls in my small group have just had kids, and it was really depressing.

Why is it that when other people start trying for kids it just happens. Yet, when we start trying we are only faced with troubles. Granted it’s only been 2 months, but when you find out your ovaries aren’t working, let alone even there it gets hard.

I went back to my doctor the following week and she told me that

“Any normal person would have ovulated on the day that you had the blood tests done, but you didn’t so you need to get some more blood tests done next week to see if it happened/happens or not.”

So, after all that waiting, I had to wait again. It was at this stage that I just gave into the fact that it mustn’t be happening and that we were doomed. I broke down in our interim pastors office and embarrassed myself completely. They asked if I had anyone I talked to and I said no. I don’t. I have a couple of friends, but not any that understand. They’ve got their babies, how can they relate?

I had my next set of blood tests done and waited another week for the results. Finally my doctor called me at work and said that I did in fact ovulate that month. However, I may only ovulate 3 times a year.

She has given us 4-6 months to fall pregnant. If it doesn’t happen then she will step in and see what’s going on.

I never in a million years would have thought about the possibility that we might not be able to have kids. But, it doesn’t surprise me. God tends to do this sort of stuff with me.
I’m trying to get out of that mindset, but it doesn’t help when it doesn’t seem like God is ever on my side.

So, just so you all know, I am a little sensitive about it right now, so no preaching, just listening.