Telephone shelf

Also just to let you all know that my phone is NOT on a shelf and the hubby did go on his ride. He is going to do it today whilst I am work - yeah right.

Daddy and the box of Farex.

This morning my lovely loving husband got up and let me sleep in. He really is such a sweetie. He gave her breakfast, did her teeth, got her dressed and then he took the pixie out to look at 'insert boring daddy crap here'. When they got home we were talking about what she had had for breakfast. Daddy said, "Oh yeah, I just gave her some cereal," Now we have 4 unopened packets of baby cereal in our cupboard of all different types, so I asked which one he had chosen. "No, there's a box of farex open in the cupboard," he says. "No," I say, "there's not." "Yeah, there is," he says. "No," I said, "There's a box of banana custard open." "Oh," says Daddy. Yes folks, he gave my daughter banana custard for breakfast! No wonder she said Daddy first! Here I am stressing over what to feed her, do I give her too many carbs, does she get enough iron, enough variety for a wide range of vitamins and minerals, enough dairy for healthy bones etc etc etc and Daddy gives her custard for breakfast! I mean my God, I know reading is not his strong point... but he watched me give her custard from the very same box last night! She has slept this morning but I am surprised she did!! I have to go to work this afternoon so goodness only knows what the pixie will have for dinner! Lucky I only work once a fortnight eh!

Arms like Chicken Legs.

Last night we had some friends over for dinner and I did a little bit of dressing up for everyone's amusement. My friend took some pics of me and I always knew I had big arms but I did not know they look like chicken legs. Somehow, that's not quite right. She said, "Is this the straw?" I said, "yes." So on monday we are going back to our walks three times a week and we are going in the evening rather than the morning and even though I have a new pram the wheels do not fall off, I will leave the Pixie at home with Daddy.

Have not overeaten in five days now, feel great, really making a difference to how I feel. I have not consciously been overeating but I always feel really full so I have been giving myself smaller portions and really concentrating on if I am hungry before I eat. Sounds so easy but not having ever really lived like this it is a whole new world to me. Plus I have been staying far away from wheat which I was so good at before I had the baby but whilst I was pregnant I felt crap anyway wheat or no wheat so I ate it anyway. (Irritates my belly.)

I bought myself a new nightie yesterday. I went in and asked for a 20, way too big, the 18 - still too big... Yes, I am sitting her typing this to you in a size 16 nightie - how awesome is that! I'm not sure it's entirely justified but I'll take it nonetheless. I might never take this off unless of course it falls off and I can just step into the 14. Can't wait to start walking next week to really get involved in some weight falling off this frame. Definately want to get down a few kilos because I am very clucky still and I would love to fall pregnant again. I really want to avoid getting gestational diabetes again too so I have to be careful.

The hubby is off shortly on a Brokeback DR 650 lovers trip with his boyfriend G-Dog. Us girls always say the boys are in love with each other because it's kinda cute that they bought matching bikes. I did choose Hub's bike for him I know but it's still all cute and girly - you can see that right? So I have told him there will be no trip unless he puts the phone up on a shelf before he goes, right now though he is outside working on the bike - AGAIN! I think I will go and hide his keys so I definately get my shelf up! I'll let you know how it goes.

Peeing on a stick.

Peed on a stick today - three times. The first test was positive - confirmed by one of the other mums at playgroup so I know I'm not mad. The next two were negative. I'm going with not pregnant because I was obviously suspicious of the first test to even feel I should do another one. It was one of those ones where you have to pee in the cup and then dip the stick into your pee and I just wanted one where you pee on the stick like I had when I tested for the kid. It was exciting to be pregnant for a few hours, the possibilites of enlarging our family were running through my mind and I was only excited. There was no negative feelings at all which is good because I was wondering how I would feel. Well... only one, my weight, I would hate to fall pregnant at this weight, put more on and then have to try and battle my way down from like the very probable 120 odd kilos I would probably become. Plus how do I run around after two kids being so unhealthy.

Actually I am feeling very healthy the last few days. We have been having lots of vegies and I have not overeaten and felt stuffed. I have stayed away from wheat so I'm not bloated AND I have been exercising. Had to take some panadol last night because my thighs were so sore from being on my bike - that's got to be a good thing. My new goal is to sleep with Bob, Shannon and the Commando (Biggest Loser) all at once so I will need to be superfit and healthy and look really sexy. Hubby says it's fine for me to do this as long as he can either go fishing or go out on his bike. I said if I ever got the chance to do those boys he would have enough time to do both and then some before I would be done! Sore thighs would be the last thing on my mind!

Also have to keep growing my hair because none of them will want to sleep (*wink* not much sleeping going on) with me whilst my hair is so bad. It is ALMOST there, it has been sitting quite nicely one day out of three now and most nights when I am about to get into bed and have nowhere to go and nobody is looking at me it looks shit hot. If I can only transfer that to the day time I'll be back on!

Exercised.

I decided today that i could be lazy no more and I have been on my bike and I feel so much better having done it. I always feel better once I have exercised so it's good to have done it. I also washed the car today, and vacuumed it and I was going to scrub the carpet until it started to rain, packed the kid up and came inside only for it not to rain but look like it would all afternoon!

Daz has had his motorbike in bits around the house for weeks now, today he finally got it back on the road. I hope this means an end to finding things soaking in buckets and special presents around the house. It does not however mean an end to dirty motorbike boots, smelly socks and mud all around the house. The Pixie has four sets of 36 tiles that go on our lounge room floor, last week I washed them all by hand, today Pete walked his stupid dirty boots over them and they are filthy again. Tomorrow I am going to Godfrey's to buy a steam mop and a small vacuum cleaner to try to stop the child from finding the tiniest particles of god knows what on the floor and putting it in her mouth, and also to steam mop hubby and clean him up a bit.

The Pixie crawled to the front door today and I think she would have gone out if I hadn't grabbed her. We really need to get that rail up. She also crawled under the coffee table to get the phone cords so tomorrow Dazza has been instructed to put a shelf up and that's going up. Ah children, so rewarding, so much time. I love that she is into everything now, so curious and learning so much. It is also good for me to have to run around after her and it is good inspiration to keep the house nice and clean. I've been really enjoying shopping and getting things for the house to tidy it up and make it more baby friendly. She is also sitting in the bath by herself now. She has been crawling around the bath lapping up the bath water and blowing bubbles in it, very funny little girl.

Sick

I don't do sick. I'm a nurse, I look after other people when they're sick, but I don't do sick. I hate it, I hate not being able to breathe, I hate the snotty nose, I hate the sore throat, I hate the head ache. I'm a man when I'm sick. I'm the sickest person on earth. I whinge, really I do, I do classic whinging noises until I get some attention. I don't care if you've got a rare form of african virus, I have a cold and I am therefore sicker than you. The most exercis I've done today is to raise my head from the pillow. I think I'll stay fat forever at this rate.

Weight loss!

Ah, I feel inspired! I have lost a kilo, fabulous. It is great. But there are so many more to go and sometimes the road ahead seems like it will never ever end. My brother gave me some Hi-5 dance videos that show you how to dance along - the kid was killing herself laughing at her silly mummy dancing around today. Thanks Boy, they're great! It's a bit of a joke in the family how bad I am at dancing so maybe I can pick up some moves to use if I ever go somewhere and need to dance. Maybe I can get really good and I'll be the person in the middle of the circle - not likely. I'm pretty uncoordinated and two left feetish. I am not that crash hot on the old aerobics either, the grapevine escaped me at first. I have to go and read my new cookbook to pick out a dish for lunch tomorrow, I have some friends coming over for lunch and I am going to try out a vego dish on them.