Something is definitely up with my account - I'm not getting the notifications and I assumed that everyone was having a particularly busy February! I've only been dropping in on my emails between tidying up, too, so I haven't had time, till now, to just wander into BB to see what's happening.
I've got spuds in the oven for a late dinner - DP has been training for the fire brigade comp team and I was out swimming with Oscar and took a side trip to Kathmandu at Knox, to use up a refund voucher that expired today! Shhh, won't be telling DP unless he asks where my new skirt and shorts came from...I won't be advertising them...
Nic - our sessions was on the 9th of Feb, so I couldn't be thereThat's the second sessions I've missed - I missed the August ones because I thought I was going to wait till November to start demonstrating and ended up starting in September.
Tupp is definitely taking a backseat this year - I've been reviewing my study load and considering what I need to do with Oscar, and on two days a week, I am looking into doing two half days of on-campus care so that I can go in and read the text books (instead of buying them), feed Oscar if I'm getting full, and collect him when the time's up and we can catch the bus and train home again. Was thinking of getting a parking permit (or somehow qualifying for a disabled permit - my pelvis, perhaps?? I AM still seeing the Osteo for it!), cos that still works out cheaper than two text books per semester, but I think Oscar would prefer the PT mode - he is really hating being strapped down and it's getting to be a two person job! Anyway, on the days that MIL can have Oscar, I can work on assignments, housework and ride my horse. Wednesdays I'm hoping to do music lessons with Oscar, otherwise, it's Thursday mornings (which will mean car to that, then drive to uni, cos Thurs class is a different location). I'm rambling, but I've got it roughly figured out and Tupperware is not figuring too highly on that list, unfortunately.
Oscar's settled back into some sort of rhythm now and I might take him to an osteo, to see if one of his rough tumbles has thrown out something - sometimes he gets into a fit of frustration for no obvious reason, and I"m thinking he may have jarred something in his little body. He is the most curious cat, makes me laugh all the time. He even cracks himself up.
Bath - sorry, I only saw your post tonight! I've got some errands to run tomorrow and I thought about having lunch locally with my dad and DP (as he's not working ATM, and having an MRI for his knee, with distinct possibility of knee reconstruction, which I'm wishing he could seek alternative therapy for instead...maybe wishful thinking), though a trip into town would be wonderful! I'm free next Friday, I'm pretty sure (ha! So much for my study plan!), if there were others wanting to meet in town? I still want to check out the TESOL shop to get Oscar some Spanish language books.
Amanda - I hope your m/s does more going than coming, I can only hope that the bloody thing goes easy on me next time round...19 weeks is a long time before it goes away!
Julie - so glad you sorted out your iron sicho, it can hit like a ton of bricks, huh? Awesome about your parents coming, too
Tali - rentals, like Mel said, are like hen's teeth ATM, but it's not impossible. My parents' house in the hills is on the market, if you're interested!! It's on the Ray White Tecoma/Belgrave site and is titled 'Entertainer's Delight' or something to that effect. I'm sure you'll find a rental down peninsula way, I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.
Jas - glad the weather is more agreeable up there!
Jess - sounds like a great night you had.
Ali- you sound relieved, good luck with it all
Rory - funny kids! My GF's eldest son is the same with his baby brother, and there's a 3 and a bit year age gap there - I think it's a sibling thing! I was very protective of my sister for a very long time (like, till late teens!), but the gloves were off it were between the two of us! As for 'manners', we're not enforcing anything in the least, and Oscar has picked up on the convention of saying something when one gets something - there's a discernible effort to say 'thank you' from time to time, and instead of praising it we just say 'you're welcome', so that he picks up on the gist. I don't want to reward it, I just want him to want to say it so that it's intrinsically motivated. When he asks for something he does it in a real 'please' inflection, so I know that it's his 20 month old version of 'please'. That's probably a bit too 'alternative' for many people, and it's just what I feel comfortable practicing with my familyI know a lot of people prize a kid who automatically says 'please' and 'thankyou' and I'm going to get a lot of frowns from people who don't get it from my kids, and it's just too bad. They're not programmable robots and some days they'll feel gracious, other days they won't. One day when they're old enough, they'll learn to fake grace for their own ends, meanwhile, they're not capable of being rude for rude's sake
WRT the Ergo, I got it when Oscar was 5 months old, so he was sitting up in it already, and ready for the back position, too. I used the HAB all day long up until the change to the Ergo and that was a godsend - it settled his windiness and got him to sleep no worries, and I was able to do lots of things around the house...sometimes wish it were that easy still! I won't be using the Ergo for my next one until about the same age as Oscar was - I'll go some sort of soft cloth wrap or ring sling again.
Tali - I think you may be onto something about AF and BFing - a GF of mine in Booby Club has about a 3 year fertility gap when breastfeeding (and she never weaned her kids, they weaned themselves), and another GF just never got her AF until about 18 months after her 3rd child was born! No baby bump yet and no AF, so I'm guessing that my eggs are still hiding all by themselves, cos I gave up on trying to take the mini pill on any kind of regular basis LOL! Don't watch this space too keenly, though, it might damage your eyes!
Ok, better go eat my second spud while I wait for DP to return. I've been composing this for over an hour and he still isn't home. Might have something to do with the TAC ad shown here in Vic last night. We watched the web version when we got back from brigade and he was very sad. One of the sets of parents on it was his cousin. I never met him as it was way before my time, and it makes me cry to think about it. At least I have seen a side to him that rarely shows - the one that is affected by sad things in this world.
oooh, he's home!
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