On the brim
By hissychick | November 30, 2009
“How are you?” my lovely obstetrician Dr J asked as I waddled into his rooms for my latest checkup.
“Irritable is an understatement, and I’m not ready for this” I replied.
“And why would you be ready, you’re not quite 35 weeks!” he grinned.
“Well unless I’m going crazy I’m sure I felt her drop yesterday. I had the wierdest back pain….” I ventured.
“Let’s take a look shall we?”
Cue palpation, my doctor’s expert hands doing the telltale headlock check low on my abdomen.
“OK let’s do a quick ultrasound…would look at that, she is down low, her head is on the brim. What are your plans for Christmas?”
“Hahahahahahahahahahaha…(oh fuck)”.
And so after a BP check and urine sample check I was on my merry way…in denial and disbelief.
“See you in two weeks…I think you’ll still be pregnant then. Maybe”.
Although I profess surprise, I really shouldn’t given my non existent fuse and panicked final Christmas shopping of late, as well as last night’s frantic attempted fitting of a baby seat in our car.
Guess I really should start washing some baby clothes and packing a hospital bag then. You know. Just. In. Case.
Gulp.
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The prodigal blogger
By hissychick | November 20, 2009
Hi there, remember me?
I know, I know, I have not been the bestest blogger of late. It’s just that I don’t do the third trimester well.
More specifically, I don’t do the sleep deprivation from flailing around in bed like a beached whale coupled with mood swings from massive hormonal surges at all.
I have been a total bogan fishwife mother of late…and the main target of my less than desirable parenting by screeching approach has been miss A. I am not trying to excuse myself, but let’s just say a totally bored and ready for school intelligent daughter with a sassy mouth combined with a less than patient equally hot headed mother is as explosive as…I don’t know…a nuclear warhead. I do not exaggerate.
Miss E has learned quickly to escape my wrath by continuing to emanate the kind of adorableness that will see her exonerated from charges relating to burning down the school, even as she stands there lit match in hand.
Bertramina is not forgotten in all of this, continuing to grow and kick and stretch and hiccup, hands up around her face as if to ward off the chaotic world she will soon enter. It is frightening to think that in around five or six weeks there will be another little person joining the hissychick family.
Guess that means I should, um, actually start washing clothes, packing hospital bags and organising a place for her to sleep, instead of buying yet another new pram and having to list several others on ebay.
Told you I was nuts.
Enough of the crazy lady rambling. Here is a belly, bits and all shot from last week to distract you from the crappy writing.
Off I go. This hastily snatched blogging time has come at the cost of a poo filled nappy to change and newspapers strewn across my entire loungeroom. And no neither of those was me. This time.
Topics: B to the busy, Going bogue, Mummy's little monsters, a bit of fluff, hissyfit, moody blues, what to expect when you're expecting #3 | 8 Comments »
Thankyou and goodnight miss E
By hissychick | November 8, 2009
“I luff Daddy, he’s not too ’sgusting”….
Enough said.
Topics: E is good, a bit of fluff | 3 Comments »
And you wonder why I spend so much of my non existent me time in the foetal position.
By hissychick | October 22, 2009
So the girls found one of the husband’s band’s CDs from about 15 years ago. E’s reaction to the picture of her Dad on the back cover, resplendent in leather jacket, long hair tied back and shot glass in front of him? “I want that …Daddy not mines!“. A’s reaction to the music? “I like the naughty words music. That man said suck my…thumb didn’t he Mummy? Rock and roll!“.
Hold me for I am afraid.
Topics: Mummy's little monsters, a bit of fluff, my charming husband | 2 Comments »
A long overdue update
By hissychick | October 17, 2009
Is there anything more lovely than having your two year old boldly announce to the midwife that we are here to see the baby in Mummy’s tummy before up your top and giving your scarily protuberant 28.5 week belly a kiss?
Or seeing your own look of proud joy reflected in the face of your four year old, the same wise big sister who excitedly located her sister’s beating heart on the ulltrasound screen?
Pardon me while I fall down into a great big hormonally charged Mummy swoon. The very same happy hormones that reign triumphant over varicose veins in unspeakable places and the exhaustion that makes an unwelcome return in the third trimester. It’s gone so fast peoples. Next thing I know I will have to deal with the whole labour and birth thing.
(Oh yeah, we’ve moved and survived too).
Topics: B to the busy, E is good, hi ho A is on the go, what to expect when you're expecting #3 | 5 Comments »
Where we are at
By hissychick | September 10, 2009
First offer on house today! Baby kicks now felt externally! I took two children to the movies and not only survived but enjoyed the experience (Ponyo is well worth it, a refreshing change from the usual American schmaltz and a great introduction to Anime for the kidlets)! E is using words such as ridiculous and disgusting in context and is only 2 years three months at the end of the week! Lack of sleep due to said sick E and adrenaline from everything going on has led to exclamation frenzy!!!
FRENZY!!!
Before I go, I wanted to tell you where we are at with A. But Julie has summed it up better than I have either the time or the writing ability to encapsulate. Enjoy.
Topics: B to the busy, hi ho A is on the go, hi ho E is on the go, what to expect when you're expecting #3 | 2 Comments »
Tagged but not bagged
By hissychick | September 4, 2009
Hello. Hi.
Yes I am still here inside the computer, have just been dealing with minor things like getting ready to move, trying to sell our current house, working, parenting, not sleeping and being 22.5 weeks pregnant.
Pathetic excuses really.
Anyway the lovely Ave has tagged me for a stuff and nonsense post, and seeing as that is all I am capable of right now here goes:
What is your current obsession? Maintaining the house in a reasonable state for potential buyers to inspect while keeping the kidlets happy (read: total nightmare), finding the next MCN alternative for miss A who shows no signs of staying dry at night just yet, working out the best pram for when number three arrives (and I already own a few-ahem).
What are you wearing today? Fat chick Maternity jeans and top.
What’s for dinner? My homemade lasagne was thoroughly enjoyed by all here at chez hissychick. THOROUGHLY ENJOYED you hear me?
What’s the last thing you bought? I can’t remember the last time I bought a non food related item. How sad is that?
What are you listening to right now? E singing to herself in bed as she refuses to go to sleep. The washing machine as it finishes up a load of nappies. Mr hissychick typing away on his computer. I have blocked out the freaking football on the TV.
If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Other than uninterrupted sleepy bye bye land? Paris. Always dreamed of going there, unlikely to afford it until I have blue or pink hair and an artificial hip.
Which language do you want to learn?
I’d love to brush up on my French. Six years of schooling and the best I can manage is to teach the girls Frere Jaqcues and how much is that doggy in the window…
What do you love most about where you currently live?
That we are moving….no it is lovely to be in an area of breathtaking natural beauty, small enough to feel a sense of community for the kids and free of the real estate based snobbery of Sydney (yet still close enough to commute for work there).
What is your favourite colour? Seeing as black is technically not a colour…blue.
What is your favorite piece of clothing in your own wardrobe?
Dumb question to ask a preggo chick!
Describe your personal style?
See above.
If you had $300 now, what would you spend it on?
I am going to assume that this would be to spend on me me me so I will say a pregnancy pamper at a day spa. In reality the money would be put towards a new car seat or a lay buy of presents for the upcoming Christmas at which I will be the pudding.
What are you going to do after this?
Hang out nappies, shower and go to bed. Wild times.
What are your favourite films?
These type of questions really stress me out because I never remember when put on the spot. OK a few that come to mind….Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, Breakfast at Tiffany’s, the Trois Couleurs trilogy….also enjoyed Lars and the Real Girl, Little Miss Sunshine…there is no one genre. However as husband and friends will attest I am a nightmare to watch films with as I simply can’t sit there and focus on the screen for that length of time so it has to be special.
Do you collect anything? I must as there seems to be an awful lot of crap to pack up for the big move of 2009.
What makes you follow a blog?
Good writing, a quirky sense of humour, a sense that there is an interesting person behind the text on the screen. Also helps if they are also in the parenting trenches alongside me.
Do you like to comment on blogs or just lurk?
By nature I am a lurker not a commenter…but I’ve made some wonderful friends inside the computer who have drawn me out of my hidey hole. Smooches to you all.
What’s one thing you dream of doing?
Sleeping for a minimum of eight hours straight every night for a year. Completing a PhD once I can figure out exactly what subject matter I could be passionate about and focused on for a three year plus period of my life.
What is your biggest regret?
In the infamous words of Edith Piath “Non, je ne regrette rien”. Of course we all have regrets but this is a question best left to my exit interview.
What is your favourite thing to do on a rainy day?
Snuggles, reading, comfort food and cuppas, opening all the windows to enjoy the scent of eucalyptus when the rain has ceased.
Do you have a tattoo?
I leave that to mr hissychick
What are you favourite books?
Arrghh the pressure! The Time Traveller’s Wife, Catcher in the Rye, Scepticism Inc..all books leave their mark and I do love my reading. Something interesting I have noted is how many peoples have remarked on their love of Anne of Green Gables, you can include me in that little clique.
Describe your ideal holiday…
One where I am not troubled by domestic drudgery, where sleep is a right and not a luxury, where the kids are relaxed and happy and where there is no time wasted commuting and the weather, food and location is amenable. I am quite happy for the lotto gods to smile upon me so I can traipse around the planet in search of suitable locations over extended periods of time.
Anyway I think most of those who know of this little meme have already been tagged so I will just nag mr hissychick who has been even more tardy on the blog front than me……
Topics: a bit of fluff | 6 Comments »
Introducing….
By hissychick | August 14, 2009
What seas what shores what grey rocks and what islands
What water lapping the bow
And scent of pine and the woodthrush singing through the fog
What images return
O my daughter.
~T.S Eliot ‘Marina’~
Topics: I'm pregnant, Unexpecting, what to expect when you're expecting #3 | 8 Comments »
Sorry sweetheart, the space-time continuum is unfortunately out of Mummy’s reach
By hissychick | August 8, 2009
“Why do the days keep going around and around Mummy? Make them stop, they’re too quick!”
Good question darling A. Somehow I find myself eighteen and a half weeks pregnant, which should not be so surprising to me given the size of my belly and the random kicks from within. Our major scan where we find out whether it’s a boy/girl/goat is scheduled for this Friday.
I blinked and somehow my oldest girl is six months away from starting school. How can she seem so grown up yet so little all at once?
I lost my concentration and miss E reengaged me in the conversation at a three year old level, as confirmed by the ECHN at last week’s two year old checkup.
I pondered the possibility of moving to a bigger house, and find myself with an offer accepted, a move to plan and our current house to sell.
You’re right miss A. It is all moving rather quickly, and it scares me that I now understand what people mean when they say that it was only last week that they brought their sixteen year old newborn home from hospital.
Thank dog for the anaesthesia that is broken sleep.
Topics: Going bogue, little snippets, what to expect when you're expecting #3, words and lack thereof | 4 Comments »
Blogger’s block (again)
By hissychick | July 25, 2009
Hi there. Nice weather we are having….
Um.
I’ve been meaning to post for a while, but being the queen of slack tarts and sadly addicted to the non time consuming or undivided attention requiring farcebook I just haven’t felt the creative juices flow in the way required for a blog post worthy of your attention.
It gives me the guilts really, seeing as I should be:
a) recording precious details of my third bun in the oven (what am I, about sixteen and a half weeks? yes it’s that bad)
b) regaling you with amusing anecdotes about the cheekier than ever total two year old miss E
c) sharing the latest profound and/or profoundly funny sayings to emanate from my fourteen four year old sage’s rosebud mouth.
d) giving you an update on the MIA blogger that is mr hissychick (although he is busily repainting the interior of our house as we speak after getting the colour wrong in my absence last time. Painful story folks who don;t yet know it, painful).
However I find myself awash in the happy hormones of the second trimester, where I have the attention span of a gnat and I struggle with keeping my attention on anything….ohhh new baby smell! Teeny tiny singlets! If you get my drift. Combine that with working, house managing and trying to keep up with and at least somewhat engaged with my two delicious daughters, the youngest of whom will only take a daytime nap if we are in the car and you get the drift.
So. If you’d still like to play in between my sporadic posts email me or search for me hissychick[at]msn[dot]com and you too can kill nanoseconds of your day with me on the old book with a face.
Peace out.
Topics: Unexpecting, stuff and nonsense, words and lack thereof | 1 Comment »