tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75986051089631814162026-07-03T08:46:10.702+12:00My world, my rules, my snow globe. Its all about living life without filters. <br> Eat. Travel. Laugh. Try something new! Never stop.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16119604646848038553noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7598605108963181416.post-81075266279966239402014-01-10T12:55:00.000+13:002014-01-10T12:58:44.821+13:00

5 days after her 4th month mark and we are noticing more and more things about bubs changing. She never really went through the indiscriminate swiping and grabbing phase, instead she likes to get to know her toys before she swipes or grabs at them. It took her a while before she finally warmed up to the toys hanging from her cot or the toys on her jumperoo, but these days, the

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Happy Baba Bubs is now officially four months old! Her latest updates? She now rolls from her back, to her right, and lands on her tummy every second she can. She still can't flip back or try the same move via her left side, but I say she's pretty chuffed that she has this little milestone under her belt (and so is mommy!). loving the faces on her feet Her babble has now also turned

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Aoife&nbsp;is now three and a half months old, wriggly, a bit chubby, and quite opinionated. I used to always exclaim about how she's starting to show some personality but now I think its even more defined. More and more its looking like she knows what she wants and makes sure you help her get it. Otherwise, she's become really adept at screaming her head off. Luckily these instances

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Our little bubs the morning of her 2-month mark My friends, we are now in a new age of baby. Funny how these weeks run past so quickly and so agonizingly slow at the same time. The three and six month mark promise so many development milestones for bubs that would make her more play worthy and shock proof, that it seems we are perpetually waiting for them to come round. On the other hand,

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Our cheeky monkey sunbathing Six weeks on and how far we have come. It is truly amazing how much change can happen in such a short period of time. Bubs is now 6 weeks old (as the title suggests), less poofy from being squished and ejected from the womb, but decidedly more plump from the combined milky goodness of mommy milk and formula. She has also (thankfully!) morphed into a rather

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Hello World! I know this should have come before my last post on new parenthood but I guess talking about my little bubs has me more motivated than talking about me. However, I did promise I'd write about the experience so here goes. I was scheduled for an induction on the 17th of July and was at the hospital by 7:40 AM. It was slightly later than I had hoped (recall that at this stage I

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Our "Precious" Technically bubs is now a week and 2 days old but what's 2 days give or take right? All that reading and past experience taking care of my younger brother when I was in High School have paid off big time in the last nine days. It certainly made me a little less clueless and ably pretend that I know what I am doing. Unfortunately, neither quite prepared me for how much hard

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As a baby shower pressie, we got vouchers from Features Forever&nbsp;to immortalize Aoife's little digits! Yay! 38 Weeks! Less than a week to go before I am induced into labor on the 17th of July at 39 Weeks!&nbsp; I made it!!!!! Granted, I am now half insane from the wait, suicidal (well not really, but I love hyperbole) over my recent diet, crippled (again, an admitted

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My new daily friend... &nbsp;By Wednesday, we'll be marking the end of our 36th week and starting our 37th. And when we start our 37th I'll be breathing a sigh of relief as regardless of when I pop, baby Aoife will be officially full term by then. Its been a crazy last couple of weeks though. First I notice the beginnings of stretch marks on the underside of my belly. Nothing ridiculous,

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Steve Wiens: To Parents of Small Children: Let Me Be the One Who Says It Out Loud &nbsp;In the same vein that I whinge endlessly over the trials of pregnancy and exult over my little bub's growth -- I suspect this article will be me in the coming years. I know I am a direct person and I have suffered through many a disapproving frown, tongue clicks, and lectures as I spout statements of

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Her crib, all decked out! Not much has happened since our last post. These last two months are really dragging on so... As of this writing, we still have 7 weeks, 2 days, 10hrs, 55 minutes, and 8 seconds to go before our due date. Not that I'm counting really. Everything just feels like its moving soooooo slowly. My travel to little miss piggy-dom does continue though, and I now

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From vicarious experience Mommyhood's hard work... but I'm fully prepared to have lots of fun with it! (Photo Source) They say when you get pregnant you suddenly get a heightened radar for discovering other pregnant women. I found this to be true and was quite amazed at how many women I know are preggers at the same time I am. Over a dozen women out there that I know personally are on their

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Baby Aoife at 25weeks and 2 days... &nbsp;So... its the 26th week... what else is new? Apart from the continued onslaught of baby stuff into our tiny house, mum and baba are plodding along as normal. If these string of events that make a pregnancy can be called normal that is. These days I just feel heavy and not very far off from a cartoon of a tiny Asian lady with a giant watermelon

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A visual of our loot from this shopping spree... There are lists to be followed and lists to be ignored. For this one, I think I fell safely in the middle. Shopping for babies in NZ is not particularly appealing. You kind of get the feeling that there is not enough interest in all the bits and baubles of babyland and everything is so overpriced! A good example of this is how Mothercare

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My birthday dinner date...&nbsp; So for the last couple of posts, facebook statuses, and tweets, its been all about me. But then I thought, what about the instigator? The main culprit of this show? The man who has always wanted a kid but has patiently waited for me to let my guard down to sneak one in. Yes folks, I'm talking about PIC. The future daddy. So apart from all the cutesy,

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Never will you fear your own mortality as much as when you are a mother waiting to bring your babe into the world. For the squeamish, this is your last chance to step away from this blog. The next few lines would definitely be TMI for most. Last night, for the first time during my pregnancy, I experienced spotting.Spotting meaning, I had some colored vaginal discharge, not enough to merit

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20 week scan Last time I blogged, I admit I was still experiencing the after effects of my first term nausea. That however, has since abated. Thank Fudge! I am now well and truly into the good months or as I like to call them, my normal months. This is as close as I've felt to my usual self since being preggers, apart from the big belly. My "mini bump" at 20 weeks Speaking of big

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The "Essentials" as defined by Daddy PIC have arrived... So I started this term thinking it would be easier. But apparently I am doomed to experience all the normal symptoms of pregnancy. With the second trimester comes the exit of morning sickness and the dawn of more indigestion and heartburn. Unfortunately on intense indigestion days, it also comes hand in hand with nausea and

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14 weeks prego scan; Fetal age at 12 weeks, but he's actually a week bigger than he's supposed to be! Eyes shut and heart open. This sums up how I feel on the last week of my neurotic, and verging on extreme paranoia phase, AKA the most sensitive time in a new mom's pregnancy. So far baba's clinging tight and secretly mumbling "you're not getting away that easy future mommy."&nbsp; I'm

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yes, my cheeks have filled out and I'm now starting to show... Week 11 Week 11 starts with bang.&nbsp;So while I have told my closer friends about our impending arrival, I haven't really shared the news with the wider group. I'm not precious about it, I just don't think its anyone else's business until I start showing. Well apparently, there has been talk already! It all started when I

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Our first scan. Hello baba! So its monumental week 9... Week 9&nbsp; Doctors appointment starts the week and the verdict is............? Anticlimactic. Our doctor is a little happy Italian lady with apple cut hair that reminds me of a little fairy god mother. I kept waiting for her to start floating in the air given how much she batted and fluttered her hands, gesturing while talking.

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8 wks Preggy: Not much to show yet, but starting to fill out You would think that learning about my baba at 5 weeks would make things easier right? That's one month and a week off my 40 week wait. But noooooo... for anyone who knows me, they know that I plan things. I hate surprises and anything that remotely deals with the unknown. I don't just like to be prepared about the serious stuff, I

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2 Weeks Preggers in Sydney and still blissfully unaware So by my count, I was 5 weeks when I found out and the online calculators estimate my due date to be the 16th of July. Although they do say that your first child can usually be up to two weeks late, I am sticking with the 16th of July. Number one rule after finding out you're pregnant? Don't tell anyone until after you've passed your

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Once to know, and Twice for Good Measure After years and years of being pushed and prodded, PIC and I have finally entered the very adult waters of planning a family. I've always said I'd want to have one before I turned 35, and I guess anywhere between 32 &amp; 33 would be a good place to have the little bugga.&nbsp; As with all things, we started this project with tons of reading and

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Revisiting the Opera House If you like Australia but can't quite imagine yourself working there - then living in NZ is your next best bet since it still makes that country sooooo accessible. That's exactly how PIC and I feel about our Aussie neighbours. Love the big cities, the culture, the availability of so much choice and just the overall buzz of it. Somehow though, having dealt with

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