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Birthday and Baba Indaba

First of all, never, ever trust my mathematical skills. I made a terrible error in my last blog post. I have been pregnant on my 27th, 28th and 31st birthdays! I was wondering where I fit Babyice’s two years in when I realized my mistake. I hope you have all learnt a lesson!
On Friday we were supposed to have a ladies night with some girls from work. We planned to go and watch Magic Mike at the cinema, but one of the girls was off sick so they postponed it. Instead I went out to dinner with a friend. We went to Primi Piatti and had a lovely time just chatting and enjoying the food. I ordered the wrong kind of pasta. I don’t like pasta with a tomato base (unless it’s bolognaise). Luckily I had their hazelnut creme brulee dessert, which totally made up for it. It was divine! Very, very sweet…sweet enough to make PrincessIce kick properly for the first time! I was super happy since I’ve been waiting since at least 15 weeks for her to let me know she’s there.
The above mentioned friend bought me these:

Slippers

 

 

 

 

…and my favourite Oh So Heavenly shower products 🙂 She also won a competition last week. She won a spot at the Cosmopolitan Cover Girl Masterclass. Turns out she won two tickets and she’s taking me with! We’ll be going to the swanky 15 on Orange Hotel on the 1st of September. The prize includes:

  • Light breakfast
  • Fashion and beauty makeover
  • Professional photoshoot
  • Delicious lunch
  • Meeting a south African celebrity model
  • Fabulous goodie bag
  • Professional instruction, information and talks given by industry experts
  • Farewell drinks at the end of the day
  • 3 month subscription to Cosmo
I’m so excited! It’s going to be so much fun! 🙂
Everyone wants to know how my birthday was. It sucked. Worst birthday in a very long time. Rudi and I were at loggerheads all day. I was receiving a flood of birthday wishes via Facebook, Twitter, SMS, Whatsapp…everyone wishing me a wonderful day…but the one person that should of made my day special didn’t bother. In fact, he did the opposite. He did seem to try and make up for it on Sunday, but the damage had already been done. We’ll just leave it at that then, okay?
We went to Christelle and Dion for a braai the afternoon. As always, it was lovely. The kids had a ball, despite some tears. Christelle bought me a lovely birthday gift:

Body Thrills

She ordered me the Cupcake Frosting products after reading that I wanted to try them on my blog. Thanks Christelle! The food was lovely! Dion made the steaks on the braai. I had to have mine well done *sob*. I like my meat more medium, but am not allowed to eat under cooked meat at the moment. My steak was still good though. Christelle made a lovely green salad with cherry tomatoes, feta and avo. She also made her potato bake that Dion is mad about. Also divine! I was so glad I managed to stay away from the chips and snacks before we ate. I usually end up spoiling my appetite, but was determined not to do so on Saturday.
Babyice fell asleep on their couch while we were waiting for everyone to finish their drinks. When we put him in the car he started crying and didn’t stop screaming/crying until we got home (probably a 20 minute drive). Rudi wanted to take him out of his car seat to comfort him, of course I refused. This led to more bickering.  We just shouldn’t of been left alone on my birthday. The kids did have a lot of fun again though, Babyice even has some battle scars to prove it:

Battle scars

On Sunday we went to Baba Indaba. We were hoping to find some nappy specials, but I ended up finding something else instead. We did buy some nappies, but the specials weren’t so great. I finally found a photographer! Her rates are really reasonable plus I can get a 10% discount from a card she gave me at the Indaba! You can check out her work at www.ckidz.co.za. I’ll be booking a maternity/newborn shoot. She had an entire booth covered in photos, a lot more than is displayed on her website. I got to chat to her a bit too and felt comfortable with her. She isn’t too far away from us and using her will already save us a lot of money. I’ve been hunting for a photographer for a while and most of them charge more than double what she does. I’ve dropped her an e-mail asking whether she’ll be able to accommodate me since both my shoots will fall over the festive season.  We bought two write and wipe books for Babyice (he is suddenly LOVING to draw on the couch and other furniture). I bought new shoes for PrincessIce:

*Image courtesy of www.shooshoos.com

 

 

 

 

…and a tummy wax from Oh Lief, products I heard about via My Baby Box. It’s supposed to help for the dry/itchy skin…and boy does it itch! From their website:

 

Naturally moisturises and soothes a growing tummy.

Promotes skin elasticity. Ideal for preventing stretch marks, dry and itchy skin. Safe while pregnant and breastfeeding.

Apply twice daily.

with CERTIFIED organic*Ingredients: Cold pressed extra virgin Olive oil,  Boabab Oil*, Virgin Coconut Oil*, Beeswax

 

I see from their website that they were selling it for the regular price at the Indaba – R90.oo. There is still a part of me that is itchy, but I think I should try and use it for a little longer before I judge. I was impressed that the tub was literally filled to the brim with product. You can’t really smell it until you start using it and then you get a light scent of bees wax, which is not at all unpleasant.

 

 

 

After that my back was absolutely killing me and I just wanted to leave. It has begun!

 

 

 

 

Not long after we got home my family came over for cake and tea to celebrate my birthday. My ex-manager (now resigned to bake for a living) made my birthday cake this year:

 

 

 

 

Birthday Cake

 

Inside the cake

 

 

 

 

Once they left I went down for a well deserved nap. I have had a splitting headache since Thursday last week. I’ve gone through an entire box of Panado. I actually phoned the gynae this morning to find out if I should be worried. My gynae is on leave though and his partner’s office is in a different location so my file is not on hand. They’ll check out my history tomorrow and decide whether I should just continue the Panado.

 

 

 

 

I have determined it is officially harder to grow a girl than it is to grow a boy. This missy is already high maintenance!

Birthday Bumps

Update on the dummy front is that we are doing really well without it. Babyice still takes a chance every now and then and asks for it, but doesn’t whine once we tell him that all the dummies are gone. He specifically asks for the dummy when he is upset and the question is usually accompanied by tears. He has gone to bed every night without his dummy with no fuss at all. He really has surprised me. I took a photo of us this weekend that I really love. He snuggled me for the longest time after we tried to coax him to cut his hair. He is TERRIFIED of cutting his hair, whether we use scissors or the machine. His hair is looking TERRIBLE at the moment and I am at my wits end. We’ve tried entertaining him with books, Barney, sweets, but nothing distracts him. Even though this picture reminds me of how old I am getting/looking, I do love it:

 

 

Cuddles

 

 

Babyice has also now started saying ‘four’ and ‘five’ instead of ‘pour’ and ‘pive’. It won’t be long before he stops saying ‘puck’.

 

 

The nausea has finally started to give me a break, but I am still permanently exhausted and the bad taste in my mouth remains. I have also now started to encounter the stretching pains in my ligaments which are so very uncomfortable. I wouldn’t have listened if you had warned me and I most certainly had forgotten. Rudi has been an angel. I’m not sure why he is so different with this pregnancy. Even before we found out we are having a girl (which he wanted since I was pregnant with Babyice) he has really picked up a LOT of slack around the house and allowed me to take naps after work in the afternoon. Something unheard of before now. Perhaps now that he has witnessed the miracle of birth and the product of a pregnancy it is more ‘real’ to him and he somehow understands that it cannot be easy to create another human being. Whatever the reason, I’m not going to complain. I do what I can, but honestly it is not much. Thank goodness for my new domestic fairy too!

Things are going swimmingly with the new domestic. She finishes her work. She’s managed to pack all of our cupboards straight and get all the crayon scribblings off the walls. I paid her via EFT at the end of the month for all the days worked. It’s like a dream come true! No more struggling to find an ATM that will dispense me R50 notes once a week. Finally this issue that has been dragging on for well over a year is resolved. I regret not asking my neighbour about her ages ago!

 

 

My birthday is coming up on Saturday. I’m not having a party or having a ‘tweet up’ kind of gathering like I have for the last few years. Somehow my birthday just isn’t as important to me as it used to be. That being said, nobody else really makes a big deal out of it anyway. Perhaps it is because I am getting really old or maybe it is because I am so exhausted lately, but I just couldn’t be bothered to throw something together and show up.

 

 

I have requested those that have asked to buy me new bras for my birthday. I haven’t bought myself regular bras for at least 5 years. I’ve meant to, time and time again, but never managed to get around to it. A friend noticed that Stuttafords had a sale on bras and I snapped up one that I had tried on months before, just because it was pretty. It’s a beautiful pink and mocha colour. I managed to get it at 75% off! The original price was R179.99 and I purchased it for R42.95! What a bargain! My grandmother and Leebeesa each purchased me a two pack and now I should have enough to last me a while again. It is really awesome to be wearing bras that fit. I’ve been wearing ill fitting bras and feeding bras for the past two years. Enough of that!

 

 

 

Rudi and I went shopping for my birthday gift on Saturday as well. I couldn’t decide what I wanted and bras were really the only thing that I needed, so on a whim I told him I want expensive perfume. My favourite perfume is Christian Dior’s Hypnotic Poison, but since I already have some of that from the last time he bought me (easily 3 years ago) I thought I’d opt for something different. I was quite overwhelmed. You get so many different fragrances and even knowing where to start is daunting. After smelling a few I gravitated towards something I’ve loved on other people, but because it is so expensive I have never dared ask someone to buy it for me, let alone buy it for myself. Enter Issey Miyake. I sprayed some on one of the open spots on my arm and even 30 minutes later I was still in love. I managed to twist Rudi’s arm to get it and it is mine!

 

 

 

Issey Miyake

 

 

 

We are going to visit Christelle and Dion on my birthday for lunch. We really enjoy going there and the kids had so much fun the last time we were there I didn’t care that the first available Saturday for us both fell on my birthday. It’s a win win situation. Rudi has company that he enjoys, Babyice has a friend to play with and I have good company too. The food is also always different and delicious. Why the hell not?! Like I said, I couldn’t be arsed to make other plans anyway. I will probably do cake and tea with my family on Sunday. They will insist. That is after church and Baba Indaba! It’s going to be a busy weekend.

 

 

 

I realized this morning that I have been pregnant on my 28th (Jamie), 29th (Babyice) and now my 31st birthdays! It’s been a rough couple of years!

 

New domestic

On Saturday morning Rudi went to fetch the new domestic. When she arrived around 08:00, I introduced myself and then said I’d unpack the dishwasher so that I could show her more or less where everything goes. She looked quite uncomfortable letting me work (I like that :P) and wanted to get going right away. I got her to start in the bathroom and told her the main things I would like to get done on Saturday. I said I would like the floors, kitchen, bathroom and ironing to be finished. The other jobs could wait for another day.

 

She is very thorough, but works quite slowly. She spent ages in the bathroom. Asked for a toothbrush in order to scrub around the taps. All very good and well. The taps haven’t looked so clean in a long time. By 13:00 she had not yet started the ironing. I knew we were leaving the house around 14:30 to go and visit Christelle and Dion, so Rudi told her she better start the ironing so long. Only the bathroom and kitchen had been done and some tidying up in the lounge. We decided that we would leave her there with a key to lock up. I gave her my number and took hers so that she could scotch me if she needed anything.

 

We went to over to Christelle’s house. Their daughter was still sleeping when we arrived. Rudi went out to buy wood and returned with her husband who had been at work. After Zani had woken up, her and Elijah started playing. We didn’t see them at all! We actually went to check on them to see if they were okay. They kept each other occupied the ENTIRE time we were there. I was a little worried that Babyice would get cranky as he had skipped his afternoon nap, but he was too wrapped up in playing with Zani to notice how tired he was. It was parental bliss! We couldn’t believe how well they played together 🙂 It’s actually the first time since we’ve started visiting there that the kids just went on their own mission. There was an incident where Babyice was crying and didn’t hesitate to rat Zani out for ‘smacking him’ to anyone who asked (nobody witnessed this), but Zani apologized and gave him a hug and everything was fine in 30 seconds flat. The men also said there was an incident where Babyice had given Zani a whallop, but I didn’t get the full story from them.

 

We changed plans about what we were going to eat quite a few times before finally somehow decided on a braai. I love to watch Christelle cook. She is always trying new recipes. She is such a foodie. I know every time we go there we’ll be trying something new. It’s always exciting. Dion mentioned potato bake while we were eating which made me feel like some, resulting in me making potato back yesterday. I’m sure it was not as fancy as Christelle’s is, but it was almost as nice as Milla’s so I was quite satisfied :). I enjoyed a glass of wine with dinner. So delicious! I really miss being able to have a glass of wine (ok, more than one). I think it has something to do with it being ‘forbidden fruit’. I most certainly did not enjoy drinking wine as much when I was not pregnant and I swear it tastes different.

 

Around 17:50 I get a call from the domestic on my phone. I was shocked. I called her back, she was STILL there, working! She was calling because she hadn’t finished yet and wasn’t sure if she would be able to catch a taxi home because of the time. After some back and forth between me and Rudi we told her to go home as we didn’t want her to risk not getting a lift back. So…after being at our house for 10 hours she didn’t manage to finish what she was meant to do. She hadn’t vacuumed the floor in our room, packed all the washing away or washed Babyice’s bottles. So last night I was standing washing bottles and Rudi was packing washing away. She left some of the bedding and our underwear/socks not packed away too. It’s nothing compared to the amount of work we would of had to do had she not come, but when I get a domestic I don’t want to have to do ANY housework once she has left. I think this Saturday I will sit her down and talk about priorities. I don’t mind her being thorough and scrubbing taps with a toothbrush, but I need certain things to be finished when she leaves. Whether she wants to do those first or not, is up to her. I had asked in the beginning of the day for the ironing, kitchen and floors to be done and this was the least that I expected. I mentioned in the previous post that she charges less than my other domestics did…but Rudi mentioned to her what I paid the others and now I guess I don’t have a choice but to pay her the same.

 

Yesterday I was feeling very “meh” the entire day. I got sick in the morning while I was making breakfast. It was quite random since I usually get sick while brushing my teeth. There was nothing that I could put my finger on that triggered it. No smell or anything, just random. Luckily this was before I ate, so I didn’t lose any nourishment. I prefer throwing up when my stomach is empty. After church I was exhausted. I didn’t manage to nap well with Babyice watching movies and jumping around like a monkey on the bed with me. I just felt miff the whole day. Sleeping is becoming quite a difficult exercise. I most definitely cannot sleep on my stomach anymore. I often have pain in my left ear, I think it is from the pregnancy as the nurse at work said my ear isn’t even red inside. Leaving me only with sleeping on my right side or my back and I cannot sleep on my back. As a result I am exhausted today.

 

So. I guess we’ll give the domestic another whirl next week and I’ll make sure she knows exactly what is expected of her. I’ll be working in the morning, but probably not till late when I can come home and we can have a decent chat. Wish me luck. I am so over not having help or finding someone that suits us. I dreamt about my first domestic again last night. I begged her to come back. This is clearly working on me!

A bit of this and that…

Last week was a really lonely week for me. On Monday Rudi went to darts, on Tuesday we went to eat at the in laws, Wednesday he went to Lindor, Thursday he needed to go to his parents again to help with something and on Friday night he had a bachelors. Yesterday he worked the whole day. I really feel like I didn’t see him for a whole week. Sarah has been so busy at work she was unable to come and keep me company, so it was just me, Babyice and series. I almost started getting used to it.

 

Yesterday when Babyice stayed at home with me for an entire day I realized again that I cannot be a stay at home mom. I do not have the patience for it (this coming from someone who has worked in customer care for over 11 years!). By the end of the day Babyice was cranky, which made me cranky and when I get cranky or frustrated, I yell. I don’t want to yell at him, it’s just the way I cope. I’m going to have to work on that. At some point yesterday he was crying incessantly and throwing tantrums and I calmed him down the only way I know how. I relented and gave him his dummy. I let him keep it for a while too. Later I bribed him with a sweet to give it back to me. Hats off to those that are stay at home moms and can handle it! Perhaps if I had no other choice I could do it and teach myself better ways of coping with tantrums and tense situations. Right now though, it isn’t for me. I appreciate the time I get to spend with him and it might be shorter than if I were home with him, but it is manageable for us both.

 

We tried to do some Christmas shopping over the weekend. I managed to get something for my cousin from the UK and we bought Babyice’s gifts. Babyice is becoming a real terror to shop with. Once we’d gotten those gifts I just wanted to LEAVE. I wrapped all the gifts on Saturday afternoon, including my grandmother’s gift which I had purchased a couple of weeks ago. I bought my grandmother a Yardley blusher since she asked for this. I wrapped it and put it under the tree with the other gifts. Rudi’s cousin from Johannesburg came over for a braai and while they went to the shop I fell asleep on the couch. Babyice woke me up with my grandmother’s gift in hand and asked me to open it. I said no and told him to put it back under the tree and dozed off again. I remember trying to snatch it away from him, but he was too quick for me. Now it is missing 🙁 I asked him where he put it and he pointed at the Christmas tree and then grabbed another gift and tried shoving it under the couch, but the gift isn’t under the couch either. We’ll do another sweep and ask the housekeeper to look as well. She is good at finding things. I really can’t afford to replace the gift, so I hope we find it before Christmas and that it didn’t find its way into the bin 🙁 We still have to buy a gift for my cousin and I think that is all. Nobody else to buy for. We decided only to buy for the kids and my Ouma this year. Rudi and I bought the TV for us from us.

 

Our kitchen sink is leaking quite badly.The entire cupboard is wet on the inside every time you open the tap. Our landlady had the plumber and electrician out to issue certificates for the sale of the flat and she had to pay R1000.00 to get a geyser outlet pipe or something fixed, so said she would need to wait for next pay day to have the leak fixed. The plumbers close for business on the 15th of December. We simply can’t wait till next year to have it fixed. By that time the cupboard probably would have started suffering and that would need repairs too. Luckily we know a friend that used to work in the building industry and he came to have a look on Saturday. Apparently we need new seals or something which he will obtain and install for us. Very nice of him! He says the plumber that installed the pipes used wood filler on them. WTH?! Wood filler on plastic pipes? Weird. No wonder we’re always having plumbing issues in that place. We’re still searching for something else, but the going’s tough and we haven’t found anything else yet.

 

As for My Evil Mother going to Kimberley, it would seem that this didn’t happen. SURPRISE! My grandmother has been receiving messages from her again. One of them said she was sick and needed to go to the doctor. The last time she was sick and needed to go to the doctor she got a haircut and groceries out of my grandmother. Not to mention the medication she was prescribed. My grandmother is doing well at ignoring her at the moment and I hope she will keep it up until she gets the message. Last week Thursday my grandmother had to go into hospital for a scope and needed someone to drive her. I am the only family member around that can drive and luckily my boss was gracious enough to grant me family responsibility leave to take her. I quite enjoyed spending the day with her. After I dropped her off and filled in the forms for her at the hospital, they said they will call me when she is done. I went home to do some laundry and cleaning since our housekeeper couldn’t come on Wednesday. After they called I went to pick her up. She said her conscious sedation didn’t work and she was aware of what was happening the whole time. Apparently she had difficulty swallowing the camera and complained, but they just sprayed something in her mouth. How do they know if a patient has been successfully consciously sedated? You’re walking and talking like you would when you aren’t? Surely some/all patients protest, but doctors assume that they won’t remember? I don’t know. Luckily she wasn’t *too* traumatized. We went for breakfast and picked up some bread and milk at the shop. She then asked if we could go to a shoe store as she needed new shoes and after that we went to a linen store where she wanted to get something else.  I bought myself two new pairs of sandals for summer. I was only going to buy one pair, but we were in the shop for so long I sprung for a second pair. Which I put on my credit card. BAD, BAD, BAD! I bought some new dish cloths and kitchen swabs at the linen store and my grandmother bought us a new bath mat and a Barney face cloth for Babyice. Babyice was very chuffed with his new face cloth! Needless to say both his Christmas gifts and birthday party are going to have a ‘purple’ theme.

 

I had a bad mommy moment with Babyice on Friday. There was a piece of fluff on the floor and he was pointing at it and saying ‘spider’. Then he tried to touch it and wanting to teach him not to touch spiders I said ‘Don’t touch! It will bite you.’ Big mistake. He would NOT stop cowering and saying ‘Bite choo’. Eventually I picked the “spider” up and threw it out the window and made a fanfare about saying ‘Goodbye spider!’. He also eventually said ‘Where spider? Spider doe doe’. Very cute. It was bedtime and I thought by the next morning he would have forgotten about it…but NO! He is *still* walking around pointing at things worriedly saying ‘bite choo’. Sherbet. Oops!

 

I’m taking Bio Strath at the moment. Christelle recommended it to me since I’m always complaining of being tired. I’ve been taking them for almost a week and feel a slight difference. You need to take 6 tablets a day and 100 tablets cost about R120.00. It’s not cheap, but if it works, it works!

 

The rest of the stuff I want to talk about I’ll spread out over a few posts since this one is getting long and I require fodder 🙂

The Weekend That Was

We had the most incredible weather this weekend. Summer weather. My favourite weather. It wasn’t blisteringly hot (although some might have felt that way) and the evenings were lovely and warm. No jackets required. It hasn’t been that way for a long, long time.

 

On Saturday we made our way over to Christelle and Deon for a long awaited braai. There always seems to be a long gap between our visits, not for a lack of wanting to see each other, but because our schedules conflict. Either that or *someone* gets sick just before the get together and we have to reschedule, inevitably a month away because of our busy social calendars. Yes, we’re that popular 😛 Of course we were late, we are always late when we go there. We are usually delayed by Babyice and this time was no different. We were waiting for him to wake up from his nap. We opened his door and even put some loud music on, but he was oblivious. Eventually Rudi went to poke around and he woke up.

 

Christelle and Deon have recently had their entire garden landscaped and it was the first time we would see it. It looks so gorgeous! Christelle even has her very own veggie garden right by her back door! Perhaps it’s a good thing that we didn’t see the garden sooner, it certainly is flourishing now. Apparently some of the veggies have been harvested and have grown back already! There is also a worm farm! Imagine that. A worm farm! They have also purchased their daughter a trampoline (with a safety net) which was set up in the back yard. The weather was so fantastic we spent most of the day outside on the deck watching the kids run around and have fun. Zani has developed an ice cream addiction and of course they’re all about the sharing. I think they each had at least 3 ice creams while we were there. Of course the ice creams went everywhere with them and a lot ended up on them, the trampoline and eventually us. Babyice had such a ball on the trampoline! Zani is a much more proficient jumper than he is (although he has learnt from her now) and he really enjoyed lying down while she made him bounce by jumping up and down around him. All you could hear coming from the trampoline were giggles. The kids were also in and out the house and soon we realized that having one plastic bike between the two of them wasn’t going to work very well. So Christelle ushered the men off to the shop to purchase a second bike to avoid fights between the kids. A stroke of genius!

 

The men returned with not one, but TWO new bikes. Apparently the kids had picked their bikes and they couldn’t just buy *one*. We were also told that they first walked together hand in hand (after being told to hold hands) and then took over the shop on their bikes. I wish I could have seen it! Our kids are chick magnets, by the way. We were told that all the single women were flocking around these adorable kids. Only later did the men realize they may have been perceived as a gay couple with adorable kids. HA HA! Zani had picked out a Ben 10 bike (quite by accident, I’m sure) and Babyice had chosen a Batman bike. From that moment on the kids just had a blast chasing each other around the house with the bikes, watching snippets of kiddies movies on the TV, jumping on the trampoline and devouring ice cream 🙂 Babyice was generally well behaved for the entire day which made his mommy and daddy very proud!

 

We had a braai for dinner. Christelle made us a ‘deluxe’ salad, with lettuce straight from the garden! I must say, the lettuce tasted like Brackenfell (where it was grown). LOL. It was very yummy. Too soon I had eaten too much and had to stop, even though I wanted to steal another piece of lettuce, I just couldn’t! (I normally don’t like lettuce) There was no more space. We had our meat, salad and my delectable home made garlic bread. Before we knew it it was getting dark. The kids couldn’t tell. They were still happily bouncing away on the trampoline, later joined by both their dads. They were having a blast jumping on the daddies! What a pleasure to sit and watch them have so much fun. Every now and then one of the daddies would jump too, bouncing the kids high in the air, much to their delight. We simply *had* to leave (although we’re always loathe to) since we had to keep Babyice awake to take his antibiotics when we got home and being in the car that wouldn’t be easy. Christelle and Deon were gracious enough to let Babyice take his Batman bike home since they really didn’t need more than two at home (in case of visitors in future, there would be two bikes).  We had a lovely time!

 

Babyice was on antibiotics for a sinus infection. He is all cleared up now again. On Sunday we didn’t do much, but we took my grandmother out to brunch at the Wimpy after church. She had been missing us and she wasn’t up to walking around Stodels, so we ditched our plan to go there and took her out instead. The rest of the day was spent lazing about.

How was your weekend?

Mommy is a liar

Isn’t it fabulous how our little angels like to turn us into liars? This time I didn’t mind! Just after I bitched and moaned on my blog about Rudi effing up my sleep training, Babyice decided to turn me into a huge liar. I’m cool with it. I hope to God that I don’t jinx this. He has been sleeping through now for the past 6 or 7 days, basically since my last blog post. He has woken up once or twice and moaned or cried, but both time soothed himself back to sleep. Neither of us have HAD to get up since I last posted about this. I’m not sure what suddenly clicked…we didn’t do anything differently.  I have noticed that Babyice sleeps better throughout the night if I put him to bed for some reason. I’m not sure why or whether he thinks that Rudi isn’t there or whether he has just discovered the awesomeness of being asleep all night that we all used to take for granted, but he has been sleeping through beautifully.

 

Nap time on weekends is a different story. Now that we have sleep trained him, nap time has become almost impossible on a weekend. We have tried putting him down like we do in the evenings, but he simply gets up and plays in his room or bangs on the door. We have tried sitting with him while he falls asleep. This doesn’t work. Rudi even tried to lay down next to him while he drifts off. This doesn’t work. Rocking him? Not a chance! The only solution we have found is to do what Christelle does. We put him in the car and drive around aimlessly until he falls asleep and we think he is asleep to the extent where he won’t wake up if we take him out of the car. This had to be done on Saturday AND Sunday. He slept soundly for a respectable amount of time on Saturday, but only slept for about an hour on Sunday. The day mother also said he would not go down for his nap this morning. She struggled with him from 09:30 till after 11:00! I wonder if he isn’t trying to drop his day time nap. Surely he should still have one? He is a MEAN tantrum thrower when he is tired, so sleep he must. Just….HOW? *sigh*. At least we are sleeping at night. I have found this makes me a much happier mommy and I am really happy to see him each morning. No resentments for broken sleep. It is awesome.

 

He also has his fingers in his mouth constantly lately. We are still waiting for the canines or ‘eye teeth’ to come out. Apparently those are quite traumatic teething wise and I’ve been dreading them for ages. I must say he went from 4 to 12 teeth very quickly, this resulted in a constant bum rash and lots of misery and an infection or two, but it happened quickly. Only the canines and his ‘big molars’ are still outstanding. He almost has a mouth full of teeth now. I always used to marvel at small children with a mouth full of teeth as I understood what them and their parents must have gone through to get them all there. Perhaps we almost have a complete sets ourselves 🙂

 

I still have to download the photos from our weekend away, but I think I’ll write a blog post about it in the meantime while I get the pictures ready for a post of their own.

 

Thank you for your patience, dear reader 🙂