May we finish May?

Posted on May 25th, 2009 by prinny.
Categories: News.

End of Autumn.
End of post partum.
End of financial year.
End of my tether…um.

I’ve always been a poet. Lyrical, I am. A fucken joy to the ears. I’m like tubular bells. A human pan flute, if you will. I should put out a CD.

appletart

Life is starting to get back on an even keel. Shit, I just spilled apple tart and cream all over myself… as you may have deduced, I am not quite back on my low carb diet yet. I’m still in the “shove as many bad carbs as possible down yer neck hole” - pre diet stage. It’s going VERY well. A gift that comes naturally. Sadly.

Where was I? Ah yes, when my jumper was clean I was telling you how I’m getting back to ‘normal’ - yes yes, a relative state (gawd, Chantilly cream is a lovely thing). My lungs are working as well as they did on a bad pre-pregnancy day. Nothing to write home about but certainly better than they have been the last 10 months. My face is regaining it’s fight against gravity and compressed nerves. Again, not 100% - now I look like I’ve had half a face of Botox or, like Sam Newman’s arse which is [only slightly] preferable to looking like John Merrick WITH Bells Palsy. AND the pain is going away. But the best part is, I’ve had a chance to touch up the roots and my naturally red hair is again, one colour. Naturally Red. Not nine colours. One naturally red, eight grey. My eyebrows on the other hand are in Susan Boyle territory. But that’s what a fringe (bangs) was invented for. Gawd bless a blunt cut.

fringe

Both my boys have their own spots on the web. Spike’s here, and Morrison’s here so I shall (continue) to update their fascinating progress on their own domains and will return this corner of the web back to all things, ME! Me I tells ya, MEEEEEEE!!! I’ll wait while some of you clean up the pee of joy I just squeezed out of you.

Nana Crash Pillow 2boys She's taking MORE pics.

Brace yourselves for talks of all things Ikea. The lighter side of low carb dieting… you know, once I recover from the fury of cutting carbs out of my diet - again. I shall talk about Twitter. I shall bitch about FaceBook and not utter a word about MySpace. I’ll discuss the latest bottle of vino cracked by Ben, Rin and I. (the last bottle of red was a CORKER!) Chris Morris and all his brainiac brilliance will be bandied about and Miss Itchy rumours may be fanned, fuelled or denied. Try me.

The point is, never again shall this page be devoted to tales of my morning sickness or swollen ankles. Well, not without being closely followed by stories of My Law Suit and My Divorce.

Loob and I are off to see French & Saunders in July. It’ll be great to see what they’ve come up with with our stolen brains. But I should be back before then to yammer on about life changing and interesting things. Bait your breath, await instructions and for crissakes, stay off the furniture - until it’s been Scotchgarded (TM).

Til next time.

Yours, The Boss of Completely Everything. xxxx

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When it rains…

Posted on April 7th, 2009 by prinny.
Categories: News.

Well I was finally discharged from hospital at 7pm last night… Morrison and I went HOME with spectacular Run Around the World Do Everything For Everyone Bendaddy. Home to our house that I haven’t seen for a week and Mo hadn’t seen at all!

Who was a darling his first night home? Yes. Mo was a darling his first night home. He gooed and gahed, checking out his new digs. He approved final plans for the bathroom renovations, put a set of shelves up in Spike’s room and totally got down with his new bassinet - MY bassinet & Spike (and every other kid in the extended family’s) bassinet. He slept really well and woke at 6am for a feed. I put him in bed with Ben while I got his bottle. I still had a headache from 2 days before and my lips were incredibly dry so while the milk was heating up I went hunting for some lip balm. Lippy on I go to smack my lips together and fucketh moi, Sharon from Accounting - I couldn’t!! Ahhh whaaat? I couldn’t smile, scrunch my face up or whistle… I think to myself, it’s only funny when Linda has a stroke.

The 12 whole hours at home in Fitzroy were lovely. Now we’re back in Parkville - in the neurology wing of RMH with what we hope is “just Bells Palsy”. My MRI showed no stroke or tumours Ahhh thanks… but the numbness, dizziness, persistent violent headache and general fuckedupedness of the entire situation has kept us in. I could scream - except the left side of my face is all fucked up and I’m not sure the drooling would fully convey my rage.

Poor B - just when he thinks it’s safe to stop cooking his OWN dinner… Luckily Spike is happy as pigs in muck to return to Mum and Dad’s house for a few more days “Bye Mum, bye Dad, bye green Morrison” (Mo was wearing a green growsuit today) he waved as he left the ward. Wee Morrison is here with me, being the angel he always has been. Sleeping, drinking, wanting his bum changed and little else in the way of demands. He’s managing to be adorable for all the clucky “we don’t normally have babies on this floor, can I come in have a look at the baby?” medical staff.

I’m soooo glad this pregnancy (and now birth!) has been drama free…

Is this my karma?? I must’ve killed a dozen Jews in a former life. Or voted Liberal.

It’s nigh nighs time now. The pain meds have kinda kicked in and Mo will be awake in an hour or two for another feed.

Say good night, Charlie.

Figit git Sony gerhmm… it’s not totally fleshed out yet.

me xxxxx

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Morrison (Still No Middle Name) Scott

Posted on April 2nd, 2009 by prinny.
Categories: Baby Stuff.

Arrived, April 1st. Of course.

wahh

10:24am

3.1kg or 6lb 8oz - take your pick.

im yer muvvar...

LOTS of dark hair.

HUGE feet!

my 3 boys!!

Demonstrates intricate knowledge of muon-catalysed fusion and fond teller of reactionary war tales.

Named after/in deference to, Chris Morris and John Clarke. Two top funny, lovely blokes.

brother lee love

Let the games, begin.

awwwwwwwwww

Blissed out Mother, Chilled out Father and Big Oblivious Brother! xxoo

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It’s a Boy

Posted on April 1st, 2009 by prinny.
Categories: Baby Stuff, News.

More later….

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9+ months. 39 weeks. 273 days and…

Posted on March 24th, 2009 by prinny.
Categories: Baby Stuff.

Of course we’re still counting! Place yer bets…

Boss O xxoo

Oh and if you haven’t already, you simply MUST check out this guy’s work! B has passed a reply or two on his way home from the office (in Windsor) too. Deeeeelightful. I don’t care who copied who, I just love ‘em!

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