SQUIRT IS HERE!!!!!

We are so pleased to announce that Squirt has arrived! He did make an early appearance just like I predicted! He arrived on April 2nd, 9:40pm weighing 7lb 9oz, 50cm in length....and for all those people who don't follow me on facebook, I'm sure you would like to know what his name is; this little man is called Bennett and here he is all brand new:

Bennett aka Squirt!

So of course this blog is all about his entrance into this world so what's needed!?.....ahhhh that would be a good birth story cause I'm sure you all are wanting to know every nitty gritty detail about what happened on that night! So here it goes!

38 weeks 4 days

10:30am

Me and Hunter wake up from a late sleep in, we have a few cuddles and giggles in bed and like usual I'm needing a toilet trip, so I waddle over to the en-suite and notice I'm feeling a bit gooey down there so I grab some toilet paper and wipe and I notice some of my mucus plug is coming out in bits and pieces. Hunter being the typical toddler is standing in front of me while I'm on the toilet and I say to him "this is going to be an interesting day!". I've also noticed I'm feeling a bit crampy (like light period pain) so I'm getting a bit suspicious that things have started but I say to Squirt that I have a very busy day so he's not allowed to come today.

12:30pm

Sara arrives at my house as we have my pre-op appointment at Greenlane hospital for the elective c-section which is supposed to be happening on Friday (3 more days). We load my boy Hunter into the car and then head out to pick Holly up early from kindy and then drop them both off at Lance's mum's place (Sara's mum-in-law), we then head out to the hospital for the appointment.

2pm

We both need to go toilet so we rush into the toilets before the appointment and once I'm in the stall I notice my bloody show has happened with more of my mucus plug coming out and once I go to the toilet I notice the cramping is starting to get stronger....we walk out into the corridor and I say to Sara "omg Sara! my bloody show just happened", her head whips around at the speed of light and says "whaaaaaaat! oh my gosh oh my gosh do you think we should ring Dereck!? (our obstetrician)" to which I reply "pfffft no no labour could still be days away and by that time I'll be having the c-section..."

2:45pm

Our appointment is over and done with and I've been given all the forms and times for arrival and surgery times etc for Friday, I text hubby and tell him about my bloody show and the cramping and he texts back saying that I'll probably have a baby tonight, he's having a good laugh about it.
We then head over to the cafe since the appointment went faster than what we thought and we get some lunch and coffee's. We are tossing up whether to call Dereck or not and we make the decision to head back to my place before picking the kids up and just let him know what's going on as there is no harm in filling him in.

3:30pm

Cramps are actually turning into contractions that are ranging from 2 - 6 minutes apart, we arrive back at my place and before calling Dereck I go to the toilet.....holy shitballs there is a huge brown mucus plug in my undies, I instantly nickname him 'Mr Slug'. I shout out to Sara "ummmmm oh my gosh there is a huge slug in my undies!", I show her and her eyes bulge out of their sockets, I then ring Dereck and I tell him all about my bloody show, the giant slug and the contractions, and he immediately says "women's assessment unit it is for you, I'll meet you there". I say to Sara "lets go get the kids sorted and pick up your hospital stuff cause you're probably having a baby tonight!"

6pm

We arrive at Auckland Hospital, the husbands are also just arriving and I'm hooked up to the CTG machine which is showing some obvious contractions.
7pm

Dereck arrives, takes one look at the CTG readings and says "yup you're in labour, you're having a baby tonight, say at around 8pm"....Sara goes into instant panic mode and I'm barking orders at her to ring Dianne and Murray (Lance's parents) and ring the husbands, because they had popped out to get some dinner. Everyone is on hyper speed mode but we soon get told we have been bumped down a place in theatre as an emergency c-section comes in (funnily enough we later learn that it was a friend of ours having her twins!! small world aye!), we are relieved as it actually gives us some time to let it sink in that we are about to have a baby!
My contractions are getting stronger and I'm silently cringing which each one and before I know it the surgical team is coming up to get us!! eeeek this is getting super real now!!!!!

8pm'ish

I'm wheeled down the corridors and I have a tribe of people rushing behind me keeping up with the bed, we reach the surgical area doors and then it's just me and Sara who then go beyond those doors, everyone else is to wait.....
Sara is then taken away to get dressed in her sexy scrubs and the final paperwork is signed for my surgery and I have a final talk with the anaesthetist and we are then taken through to theatre and I'm then prepped for surgery, my spinal block goes in and before long my bottom half is going numb, they help me lie down on the table, other bits and pieces are done and regardless of being through this before and the "ice test" they do to test if the block has worked I start getting nervous that I'm going to feel the knife slice me open as I can still feel fingertips pressing down on my stomach, the anaesthetist assures me it's ok, I will feel "pressure" but won't feel the pain and he says they do not test with knives to which I have a giggle over. To make me feel better and to reassure me Dereck then asks if I felt the pincher's on my belly and I say "oh! no I didn't feel a thing!" so I then give him the all clear to go ahead, next thing I hear is Dereck saying oh so calmly "cut" and it's all underway....
Sara is sitting next to me, she's recording on a little camcorder and we're just chatting away while Dereck is working his magic, eventually all of these hands are all over me and my stomach and rib area is getting yanked and pulled and pushed and I'm thinking blimin heck my tummy is morphing into a giant vagina and it's getting manhandled like crazy!!! Then suddenly someone says "the baby is coming now!", Sara stands up to watch her son coming into the world and all of a sudden I feel a huge pressure being released and this baby is pulled free and all I hear is "waaaaaaaa waaaaaaaaaaaaa waaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!" He's absolutely protesting about all of this but it's music to our ears and Sara is overcome with emotion and bursts into tears, she looks at me and says "I'm crying!" with tears rolling down her face and I start laughing saying "really! I hadn't noticed", we have a giggle over that and they then bring Squirt around the screen so I can see him and here is this perfect purple gooey baby crying away....besides my own son being born this was the most beautiful sight I have seen.
Sara gets to go over to the little baby table where his stats are being done, his apgar score is 9 at 1 minute, (excellent!) and Sara also gets to cut the remainder of the cord. She then brings him back over to where I am and sits next to me having skin to skin while I get stitched up.
I keep looking at Sara and all I see is love and pure happiness on her face and it's the most rewarding feeling ever. I have given my sister the most precious gift on this earth!
10:30'ish pm

Sara leaves the theatre to go into the recovery room with Squirt and I'm only a few minutes behind her, I'm wheeled out and I look over and see Sara and Lance. Lance is craddling Squirt in his arms having his first cuddle and he's looking down on his son and he is just fully absorbed into him, he is so in love! I'm wheeled in next to them and I just lay there looking at Sara and Lance and feel so honoured I get to witness this very intimate moment in their lives, Lance keeps looking at Sara and you can see he is falling in love with Sara all over again, it just melts my heart and reminds me of the first moments me and Terry had while meeting our son for the first time, I must've fallen in love with my husband 50 times over again that day!
The birth of your babies is the most magical day you will ever experience, there is nothing that can prepare you for it and it will give you a lifetime of memories!

Holly meeting her baby brother for the first time.

It's hard to believe that this journey is now at it's end, it's been such an adventure, such a unique experience. I would like to take a few minutes to thank everyone who offered so much love and support through this journey, a huge thank you to my best friend Sarah who shared every moment of this journey, who literally knew within minutes of that first pregnancy test and who kept her phone on her in those late hours of Bennett's arrival just to know everything was ok and who text and rung me all throughout the days I was in hospital, she makes sure to boss me around making sure I am resting and recovering and provides me with so many laughs. 

A huge thank you to my sis-in-law Sandy, I don't need to go into detail as to why I am thanking you, you know already ;)
Thank you to Lance's family who in turn became my family throughout this journey, we will always share such a special connection and I have never known such a beautiful, caring, loving family.
Of course thank you to my family, family should always be a clan who you can always turn to and put trust into and my family always offered this.
The biggest thank you needs to go to my husband, without you this beautiful baby boy would not be here, it was your "permission" that made this all happen. You are a selfless supportive man who is one in a million, there are not many men on this earth that would allow their wives to have a baby with another man and have a smile on his face all the way through the 9 months, you cooked and cleaned, vacuumed and scrubbed, you took care of our son and still worked 6 days a week. You are a legend, my one and only and I will always be grateful for all you sacrificed.

My bond with my sister was already tremendous before all of this happened but now there are no words to describe the relationship we share with each other. We will forever have each other's backs in life. Nothing is impossible. Where there is great love, there are always miracles.

Eviction notice posted!

"Only two more weeks to go and I get to meet my baby brother aye Aunty!" says Holly.
Yup that's right, well now it's less than two weeks....only 11 more days, at the most!

The majority of women who are heavily pregnant and near their due date come to a point when they just want baby out! Yesterday I hit 37 weeks 2 days along and that was my eviction notice day! I am so physically exhausted and by the time 11am hits I'm ready for bed again,  even though sleeping is impossible and not to mention painful on my pelvic and fufu bones! It literally feels like there is a bowling bowl trying to squeeze itself out every time I walk...well who am I kidding!? there is a bowling bowl trying to squeeze itself out every time I walk! I spent the majority of yesterday snapping grumpily, drifting off to sleep and being tearful and hormonal. Sleep deprivation is always a huge piece of straw that breaks the camels back and I am just really looking forward to being able to sleep a good night's sleep and being able to put on my undies without it being a 10 minute effort that strains the brain like a rubix cube, when you get to this stage it really is a huge physical struggle to do anything from the waist down. You feel like a T-Rex!

Good news is it's Monday and that means this eviction notice I've slapped on my belly is quite welcome to take affect at any time as my obstetrician is back from whatever tropical island he was sipping pina colada's on, I am more than happy to begin my hospital stay now! Let's bring on the newborn cuddles!

37 weeks along!

One thing I always find rather amusing and if I'm honest - annoying; is how hyped up people get in the last couple of weeks before baby is due to make an appearance....If I post one little status on facebook that has the words 'hospital' or 'baby' in it people go into a frenzy like a poorly made zombie movie....they are trying to read between the lines where there is actually no reading to be found and my phone starts going nuts with people wondering if I'm in labour or at the hospital huffing on gas and getting poked with pethidine shots.....the answer is always the same - NO I AM NOT.

I'm pretty sure I have made it clear in the past that if I did go into labour spontaneously I will not be documenting my every move on facebook, you will see no status updates, photo's, comments...nothing, until Squirt has made it into this world and Sara and Lance are ready to let everyone know and have announced it first themselves, after all this is their baby and their news to announce, no-one else's and that no-one else also includes myself. And while we are on the subject of facebook and the wonderful world of phone communication, I also will not give you the time of day my c-section is booked in for, you all know the date is April 5th but the time is secret so in the nicest possible way... stop asking :-P I'm honestly not trying to go out of my way to be a grumpy grump grump biatch, it's just that I feel I deserve a bit of privacy before all the announcements are made and the mayhem begins with newborn excitement, this of course doesn't apply to immediate family or my utmost bestie bestie but don't panic people! It's not like we would not tell you for a week or so then suddenly say "oh by the way...last week we had a baby..." lol.

Anyways......there is actually not much more to post about this week, it is literally a sit and wait time and a countdown of the the 11 days! Bring it on!!

 

Some niggly niggles!

It's been a very interesting few days, I'm beginning to think this nephew of mine will be excelling in drama classes and will be the next big thing on Broadway!
I had my massage late on Friday afternoon and ..................................






Oh Sorry! I drifted off just thinking of the heavenly relaxing bliss of it all! As a result I have spent the last couple of days pain free in my back, I've been having terrible sciatic nerve pain which had me in tears all last week, not to mention my fufu feels like it's been hit with a sledge hammer! I forgot how it all felt in the last few weeks with a bowling ball resting on your nether region, so the massage was a welcome delight! Thanks so much to Dianne and Natasha (Squirts Nana and Aunty) for getting the massage for me!!
Now the next day was not so relaxing, I woke up at 7am feeling braxton hicks which just got stronger and closer together, by noon it had gotten to a point where these were not just some niggles, these were feeling like the real thing with a few deep breaths needed on my part so the obstetrician was called, much to my despair my beloved Dereck was not on call that weekend and he has gone away until next Monday but I still struck it lucky and got the other obstetrician who was not Mr. Desert Man with the oh so dried up sense of humour. So if these contractions did not settle or got worse within a couple of hours it was going to be another hospital trip for me, I was ordered on bedrest and shortly after putting my feet up and having hubby come home to take care of hurricane Hunter they eased off.
Think that was the end of it? ....nope they were back again last night, barely a couple of minutes apart with me waddling even more awkwardly like I had a bowling ball sitting on my cervix trying to see some daylight so just when I was about to phone the obstetrician again they stopped. Hmmmm what is this cheeky baby upto? I'm highly doubting I am going to make it to 39 weeks. I'm not too fussed if he does come a little earlier but he cannot come this week as I want my obstetrician doing all the work and not a fill in.....here's hoping you don't see a birth announcement in next weeks blog!

36 weeks along!

The last few days has seen an even bigger awareness in my boy Hunter, all he wants to do is try and detach this baby hanging off the front of me, he covers Squirt like a starfish and looks up at me with a big cheesy grin, you can see the little twinkle in his eye suggesting "you're all mine mummy!!!! no-one else is to get your attention!!" ....He's reminding me a lot of Smeagol guarding his precious. It's cute of course but gosh does it create a lot more work for me trying to meet all of his attention hungry pursuits!

Sara is getting a lot more anxious and impatient, she's not too sure how she will wait less than 3 more weeks but she may be having her eyes hanging out of their sockets with sleep deprivation sooner than later with the rate of all these little tricks Squirt is playing!!
The big day is fast approaching! only 18 more days to go!

18 more days!

25 days to go.....

So what number are we up to on the glorious baby countdown? well that number will be 25! yup only 25 days to go!!!! It's very exciting and surreal at the same time to think there will be a brand new baby born into the family in just over 3 weeks time.
A lot of people are asking if I am looking forward to "having my body back"...well yes I am because I really want to sleep on my tummy again and it would be rather lovely being able to get out of bed without the need of a heavy duty crane to pull me out! But the other part of me will really miss being pregnant and I have a long wait until we will be ready to have another baby, not for sanity reasons (well actually that's a lie lol) but more for safety & health reasons. I still get many remarks from people saying once Squirt is born we can get straight back onto completing our family....jez! give me a break and give my body a break, there's only so much human growing I can do at any given time and at the end of the day I have to be sensible and give my scar site time to heal, I'm birthing sun roof babies not exhaust pipe babies afterall!

Big sister Holly is starting to get very excited about the arrival of her baby brother, she really senses it's coming up soon and loves to talk about all the things she will do with her brother.
I saw her yesterday and she ran straight up to my belly waving hello to Squirt, she also got very excited when she saw a "fairy" floating in the wind and I asked her if she made a wish, to which she replied "I wish that Squirt will come out and then he will grow!"
I will miss her first reaction to seeing her baby brother since I will most likely still be in surgery getting stitched up and I'm kinda disappointed in that but there will be a camera there to capture these moments and that's just as good as the real thing in these situations!

So I got my pre-admission appointment confirmed for April 2nd and highlighted on the form it says "this is the appointment before the birth of your baby"....gosh it makes it all so real that this really is happening in a matter of 3+ weeks time! I also have another OB appointment this Wednesday and we are doing the birth plan, well yeah it will be pretty straight forward being that it's an elective c-section but it will also be fun being able to plan skin to skin for Sara etc, I can't wait to see how a "different" birth scenario all unfolds on the day with the new mummy being a completely different woman to the one that just had the baby lol!
My OB will be away the week before Squirt is due to be born *insert major freak out here!*. I have been having some stern words to Squirt saying he must not surprise me and come that week!! I would be gutted to have his fill in "Mr Desert Man", argh can't crack a smile out of that dry personality!

I will make sure to flaunt in my next blog update about the pregnancy massage I am getting on Friday, what bliss!!!! I'll be bang on 36 weeks and yes I am in desperate need of some pampering!! aaahhhhhh I can just imagine all the aches and pains melting away...ok I'll stop rubbing it in....until Monday.
That Friday also has another exciting element added into it, Sara will be getting her head shaved for Shave for a cure. No more hair! Her goal was to raise $750 but she ended up racking in a whopping $1,415!
Only $85 needed to hit the $1500 mark, If you would like to make a donation before Friday please click on this link:
Sara's shave for a cure page.

So that's really about it from me this week, I know, nothing too thrilling to read about but that's all that's really happened in the last week.
So until next week keep well!

Squirt decided to check out hospital early...

What an eventful week it's been! I had another obstetrician appointment on Wednesday and the one baby that I haven't planned on delivering out of my fufu decides to spin around and lie nice and perfectly anterior, head down, all perfect and ready to go like a rocket ship on standby...but it did pose a bit of a hurdle for measurements as anterior facing babies can sometimes have "clouded" measurements due to the spine view etc shadowing other bits and pieces so the figures on the graph then showed Squirt actually hadn't grown at all in the last two weeks, It was concerning so I was sent off for an urgent growth scan to see what was going on, It was all booked in for 4pm Thursday afternoon and we were gearing up to see Squirt again but I didn't quite make it that far.....
2:30pm ticked onto the clock and after changing Hunter's nappy I felt what I thought was a typical infamous pregnant weak bladder moment so I waddled off to the toilet and once I peered down my eyes sprung open in surprise to see blood all over my pretty blue undies so the phone was instantly grabbed and my obstetrician was rung. I was ordered straight to the hospital where he would meet me so it was a mad dash to pack Hunter's bag and mine (because I knew I wouldn't be leaving hospital that night), the husbands were rung and off to the hospital we all headed.
I had to do all the urine & blood samples etc, was stuck on the ECG machine to monitor Squirts heartbeat and movements, also to record any contractions I was having, had an internal to check dilation hadn't started as I also lost my mucus plug during the bleed, and also had an ultrasound to check that my placenta wasn't tearing away; all checked out fine and it was quite a mystery as to why I had the bleed. In fact the worst part in all of it was actually getting an IV line stuck in, Dereck (my obstetrician) needed to stick a larger than usual needle in and at first it was a sharp prick and then as it scraped up into my arm I started swearing the F-bomb, one time so loud Sara quickly diverted her eyes away from me lol
I was then given a steroid injection which would mature Squirt's lungs incase he did decide to come along...more pain there! But a necessary to ensure Squirt's health would be in the best tip top shape it could be if he came along!

I was then told I had to stay in for two nights minimum, no surprises there, and was then transferred over to the maternity ward where luckily I had the double room all to myself as another couple was just leaving.
I was served some mystery meat with rice and settled down for the night....argh that hospital bed was like a concrete slab with two matching pillows so I was constantly tossing and turning or getting up to pee!
6am hit and I was woken up with some contractions that were quite regular and strong at times so I was stuck on the ECG machine, had another visit from Dereck and sent off for a more clear ultrasound and also to check growth since I didn't quite get that far the day before lol
Again, everything checked out fine and Squirt's growth actually wasn't an issue afterall, still a nice big chubba bubba and estimated to be about 5lb 7oz's at 34 weeks, sitting in the 74th percentile.
The contractions finally stopped around noon, the bleeding had stopped and I just had one more night to stay. The one thing I missed sorely was my boy and he also didn't cope well at home without me so it was the highlight of my day when he came in with Daddy for a visit and ran straight up to me for cuddles, it just warmed my heart...best medicine ever. And in hubby's hand was a delicious glorious cup of real cafe coffee...ahhhh another warmth to my heart! lol

A couple of my favourite things in life, my boy and real coffee!

Word spread quickly & I had lots of staff come in asking if I was "the surrogate" and they just loved asking all sorts of curious questions as I was a first for a lot of them, I was treated like a rock star and was then moved so I could have a view for my last night....yes I was milking it for everything it was worth and all I needed was a crown and an ermine cape to complete the picture!

View from my room, some of Auckland city and the Sky Tower.

Another quiet night with the double room to myself, another steroid injection (the last one) and a slightly better sleep on the concrete slab...the sun wakes up for the day, so do I and it's more ECG monitoring, another visit from Dereck and the all clear is given for me to go home yay!!!!

All hooked up to the ECG machine.

So Squirt seemed very eager to check out the place he would be taking in his first sights but he can wait a bit longer! Only 32 more days to wait, that's not asking too much....I hope!

39 days to go!

Only a couple more days until March hits, it will be my very last full month of being pregnant!
At times, especially since the last 1/4 hit it feels like the time is dragging but that's probably because I'm having to drag myself around with this big chubba bubba resting on my bladder all day long and it's definitely feeling like an extreme effort, especially in this heat...ok I know I keep mentioning how much I'm suffering in this heat but it's true, I'm beginning to think that prison's who have repeat escapee convicts should ditch the handcuff's and 4x6 cells and just strap a pregnancy suit on them and stick them under a couple of heat lamps and they'll soon see that they won't be running anywhere, they'll be beaching themselves on the floor begging for their baby to be taken off them and swearing good behaviour for all eternity!

33 weeks along.

One thing I've noticed over the past week is how much more clingy my boy is becoming towards me, he was already a mama's boy to begin with so the extra effort I'm sticking in is sucking my fuel tanks dry...but no-one said motherhood was easy, it's all about self sacrifice and even though I'm heavily pregnant it's still no excuse to be selfish and put my own wants and needs before his, and this won't be lasting forever....less than 6 weeks to go and my body will be all mine again! I will miss being pregnant but I also look forward to handing the reins over with Squirt's upbringing and once I'm fully healed from my c-section I'll be running around searching out polka dotted elephants to kiss in my backyard with Hunter!

Miss Holly is especially looking forward to meeting her baby brother and loves telling everyone all the things she will be doing to help mummy out, she is particularly determined to fold the washing (which I know neat freak mummy will end up refolding anyway lol) and is fascinated with mummy's efforts to bring milk in for breast feeding, I ended up in a very in depth and factual conversation with her last week (all the facts coming from her of course). I was told about the differences between cow's milk and mummy's milk among other things and it was very entertaining listening to a 3 year old's perspective on it all, they really are a lot more observant than what we think, they take in everything!

Miss Holly giving her baby brother a tummy cuddle

So speaking of milk, Sara has now begun pumping, last week in fact, and was doing it 3 hourly even through the night, this week she has been ordered to increase it to every 2 hours, she pumps (using a hospital grade electronic pump) to hopefully bring in her milk supply after all the drugs she's been on to create it and so far it's working, it's tiring time consuming work and at times she get's discouraged but I just keep reminding her that it won't be forever, even though it feels like it will be at 4am while you watch your husband snore away blissfully while you have a mini milking machine tugging on your boobs! It's great practice for a newborn and all this pumping will give her a head start with adjusting to the sleep deprivation, you always have to look on the bright side and this is definitely a bonus to all the effort and time put into it. So if you find yourself talking to Sara make sure you offer her lots of encouragement to keep up the hard work, she needs lots of cheerleaders in her corner at the moment!

So the countdown is on...39 days to go, or less, depending if this little dude decides to make an early appearance! That's not very long at all, soon these belly shots will be replaced with newborn photo's!

A few tid bits here and there...

Only a couple more days until I'm 33 weeks along, 6....did I just say that right!? yes only 6 more weeks until we meet Squirt, there will soon be another baby in the Smith household and in the Dibley household we'll be sweet dreaming away while my sister and brother-in-law grow saddlebags under their eyes hehehe ...speaking of such things; I finally got to check out Squirts nursery yesterday with my own eyes, I must say it looks really awesome, very colourful and my favourite part is the super awesome name plaque on the wall, the name is.....oh wait sorry I can't tell you that part! oh well, only 6 more weeks to wait!

So we've had a few very interesting and entertaining few days, on Saturday we had Sara's mama shower, was a twist on the traditional baby shower but seeing as Sara was fully set up for Squirt and didn't want any more clutter in the house we decided on a mama shower instead which was a girls night only and in lieu of baby gifts people contributed money towards a baby/toddler photo shoot.
I would post photo's of this night but it's not really appropriate to do so as we had a lingerie party with some x-rated themed games, that sure brought out the giggles from all the girls and the next morning I woke up with such a raw throat from laughing so much! There were a few people we would've loved to have shared the night with but a few had weddings to attend and family commitments or they decided to spend the night on facebook instead, but hey you win some, you lose some and it was still a really good night!

I have been utterly spoilt lately! I received a pregnancy massage voucher from Dianne and Natasha (Squirts Nana and Aunty) and a shopping voucher from a family friend who said to treat myself after Squirt is born, I was not expecting any of this and it just really makes me feel loved and cared for so a huge thank you for these wonderful presents! I am so immensely excited about getting my pregnancy massage - pure bliss!!!!
I have also been spoilt in my home life too, there are no words that can really describe how appreciative I am towards my hubby, he has been working some long hours and weekends these past few weeks and still comes home and helps out with all the housework and cooking, he's getting better at hanging out washing without stretching the clothes and is a master towel folder, he even manages to work the oven with an acceptable outcome, he showers Hunter and puts Hunter to bed. Even when I try to get these things done myself he'll grab the vacuum cleaner out of my hand or texts me throughout the day saying "make sure you are resting! I'll do such and such when I get home". I still sneak all my household chores though because I just feel bad that he does so much while I'm being a hormonal monster! Even my 18 month old Hunter senses mama is not so flexible or as fast as she once was and is actually lying down without squirming to get his nappy changed...yes it's the simple things like this that makes my day a lot less stressful!

90% of this pregnancy has obviously centred around myself and Sara tends to get a bit overshadowed like a Dad is during the 9 months but I think it's time she had a bit of spot light put upon her. On March 8th she is shaving her hair off for "Shave for a cure". She is dedicating the shave to her baby Bella as it's made her aware that life is too short and is aiming to raise $750 for the Leukaemia and Blood Cancer sufferers. So far she has reached just over half way to her goal but we need more supporters to reach that target so if you would like to donate then please click on this link:
Sara's shave for a cure event!

A short blog entry this week but that's all that's happened over the past week! So keep well and will check in in another week, get clicking on that link to donate!! It's a huge thing for a woman to shave her hair off, I know I certainly don't have the guts to do it!