Never too soon

For reading together. Although this did quickly deteriorate into giggles and a squashed baby as he slid further down behind her...

Let me tell you a story

Molly has started to tell stories, in a good way of course, not 'get out of trouble' stories, real stories. She makes them up on the spot and tells Flynn and I. Here is a really cute one she told us yesterday -

'Once upon a time there was a little girl who didn't have any colouring books. She had a chalk board instead with lots and lots of coloured chalks. She drew a picture of a house just like her house, it was pink with big windows. It was a good job. She had a rub-er off-er too, because she made a few mistakes. The windows were triangle shaped, not rectangle like hers windows. And the door was round, and that's not right! So, she rubbed and rubbed and rubbed and rubbed. But instead of just rubbing out her mistakes she accidentally rubbed out the whole thing, so she started again. She drew another house. It was yellow.'

I see a literary future!

Why so Serious?

Our boy has two very different and definite sides to his character, so far.

This one, very serious and contemplative, size you up and think about things whilst giving you his very best Paddington Bear stare.

And the other one is the little joker (hence the title), just like his Mum and big sister. I've got to say though, he is the most handsome little chap isn't he?

Waikuku Beach

I just love this picture. Roll on Summer!

What just happened?

In the space of about 3 and a half minutes I lost a month... It's taken me a while to realise that it is Spring (hoorah!), and that I need to turn the calendar over, again, and that I truly do not know my arse from my elbow and where the hell the last month has gone... Of course, in reality I do, it's gone on round trips to the doctor, over and over again it seems. At one point I managed to visit my doctor more times then there were actual days in the week, how can that be?

As I sit here typing I am only just recovering from a bout of labyrinthitis (middle ear infection, vertigo, whatever you call it, it ain't nice!). So I have the slight sensation of having drunk half a bottle of wine with none of the fun stuff and all of the dizziness and nausea associated - joy! I have managed to clear both blocked milk ducts - with help from my hungry little man. I am sporadically wiping the blood from the back of my neck, as another one of my Flynn inflicted wounds heals slowly - his nails are like little scalpels! My hair needs washing, I can't remember if I brushed my teeth yet today, and my sweatpants, well, that's enough. Who says motherhood isn't glamorous! Ha!

I tell you though, it is certainly not for the weak or faint-hearted as this month has shown (but now you have the image of me in your heads and you're thinking 'yep, she's on the edge' OK, OK, I'll admit it, I have had my weak and feeble moments and this latest sickness is all bought on by stress and exhaustion I know that, but hey, I made it through the worst bit so now... on with the show).

I can't even remember who or how all this sickness started. But in this short time, we (collectively, as a family, we're a team, we share everything!) have had hacking coughs and oceans of snot; sickness and the other unmentionable bit; fevers and viral infections, that led to one 3am dash to the medical rooms (that was my 2 doctors in 1 day); eczema; 5 month and 4 year vaccinations; croup; and a small nervous breakdown, haha.

But, despite the lingering vertigo and slightly grumpy kids, it is Spring and it feels like it! Warm and sunny and bright. I am so over winter and am pinning my hopes on a disease free season - what are the chances of that happening eh? well I can dream.