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Why love really matters

emma — Wed, 09 Nov 2011 07:35:28 +0000

Miiiihhm

N sometimes sings muuuhm MuHM Miiuhm! (That means me) This might sound strange but It has not completely sunk in to me that I am a ‘Mum’- or Muuhm as N puts it. I haven’t really thought too much on what it means.. I do take it with utmost seriousness that I am responsible for the well being of the little lady who now shares our life and oft times our bed and dinner and other things. I just don’t see myself as that warm gentle cozy quiet soft spoken ‘Mum’ woman that I see so many of. I am impulsive, oft times unconventional.. a bit too playful- what.. the toys weren’t a gift for me?

I started to read some books (about childcare) just out of interest and curiosity. I expected some nice suggestions and input, instead I was confronted with serious things.. things that really matter and might effect how my child lives and sees the world forever after. I learned too, that some of the things I take for granted are so extremely precious and more rare than I had ever thought, my love for every child and care that they are in no way harmed or maltreated for one. I am not perfect- I have my issues, but now I am able to see what they are more clearly how my decisions could be the difference in N having or not having issues.. I find it to be very interesting but more than anything I find it to be very important and I am surprised it is not on a compulsory reading list for parents and parents to be.

A little bit of heaven

emma — Wed, 22 Jun 2011 07:35:08 +0000

Yummy Yummy

So my visiting teachers came this week and brought:

Yummy personalized cookies! Aren’t they lovely! I feel awfully lucky to have visiting teachers who bring me goodies every time .. (I need to be a better visiting teacher!) They are truly an inspirational duo. My waist line is not thanking them so kindly, I’m half glee half despair when I see the beautiful treats that they bring me.. oh well, shall just have to try cut out the other stuff so I can guilt free enjoy these pleasures! Thank you Mrs Lene and Mrs Carol!

These cookies were GONE before the end of that night! I wish to make time to create such lovely things in my life.. and I resolve to in my new home.. since I will now be a stay at home mum for the next year! YaY!

wiggly bum

emma — Thu, 26 Aug 2010 18:31:09 +0000

Our baby is one month old!

(ok so i just got around to finishing editing now)

She snores
She growels
She farts
She takes 20 min to stretch every limb in her body every time she wakes up
She likes being kissed
She doesn’t like pooping
She chewed off two very important parts of my body leaving me a full time expressing mama with my own little dairy farm
She squeals when she pulls her own hair :S
She wakes up happy and gives the best big smiley grins

We love her!!

Wiggles is here

emma — Tue, 03 Aug 2010 17:42:19 +0000

And she is beautiful

Arrived 10pm Sunday 18th July 2010

(Name yet to follow)

I’ve always been afraid and curious of labor pain levels and was quite surprised that they weren’t as terrible as I expected. The birth was quite fast, I had early labor signs late Saturday night but didn’t realize that it was because it was in my back. The ‘back cramps’ continued at 9-10 min apart until about 9am and then stopped until 2pm! When they started up again the contractions were super irregular but getting much harder and averaging 6min apart by around 6pm and continued like that for about an hour so we called the hospital and they told us that we had to wait until they were 4-5 min apart for an hour. 5min later I felt she was ready to come and felt pressing, the labor pains turned up a notch and contractions jumped to 3min apart. I started to panic that we would have her at home. We called the hospital back again and the midwife asked to speak to me.. I couldn’t speak as I was in the middle of contractions but got a quick and much needed lesson on breathing exercises.. the midwife hearing me realized that It WAS time for me to go in and asked when I could make it to the hospital.

We called a taxi and I struggled to get dressed between contractions- I’d spent the day jumping in and out of the shower and as the pain had increased I’d jumped back in the shower but the warm water wasn’t helping anymore. The next bit was like something from a film- stopping on the stairs every couple of minutes during contractions making it to the taxi who almost took a wrong turn to take us to another hospital!

At the hospital we were asked to wait in the corridor while they got a room ready for us.. we waited. I was having yucky contractions now that I didn’t know what to do- stand, kneel.. jump.. scream.. and I was feeling her coming! We waited.. when I was taken into the examination room I was found to be 8cm and then we made it to a labor room to wait for a midwife to arrive. We waited.. when a young woman arrived I asked ‘Are you able to deliver babies? Because I have one ready to come now’ I thought all the midwives were busy and they had just pulled somebody off the street in to the room. She replied ‘Yes, do you feel ready to push now?’ I grabbed a couple of sucks on gas and air- I wanted to know what that stuff was all about, wished I’d had it a few contractions sooner.. and then it was time to leave that and the pushing began.

Her head quickly crowned and MrA surprised exclaims that she has lots of hair! (I knew it- all that heart burn!) I suddenly realized just how tired I was and asked if we could take a break (for biscuits and hot chocolate?) and continue this later, tomorrow seemed like a good idea even. NO The midwife and MrA shout back at me- you have to get her out now, Just one more big push.. and did I push.. that was a little ouchy- but she suddenly was there, in one swift fluid motion placed on my chest. The next few minutes and days were indescribable MrA and I and wiggles.. we were lost in awe.. still coming around now.

We are so excited to welcome and share our life with our beautiful girl.

washing angel

emma — Mon, 17 May 2010 21:05:14 +0000

Thankyou thankyou!! My mysterious washing folding helper.

I don’t know who did it, or if they even know what they did exactly. Mr A has been taking the washing to our communal laundry area in the basement since I can’t carry the loads anymore- 7+ months pregnant does that to you.. Today he went to collect our things from the dryer and somebody had already removed them from the dryer.. AND folded all our washing! (was just towels + things- nothing too personal) I would love to say thank you to the angel who did this- I doubt they realize how much they helped out a waddling fat (and very tired) pregnant woman and her now overloaded with chores husband.

It is funny how when somebody does you an anonymous good deed everyone becomes that possible good lovely person in your eye’s! Its nice.. to look at everyone and think- it could have been them.. and to want to treat them very kindly too just in case it was.

neck deep in love

emma — Thu, 22 Apr 2010 17:35:39 +0000

This morning as I was brushing my teeth I had the thought that today would be a day for counting blessings, because I have so darn many of them its hard sometimes to keep track. I’m not saying that my life could never be any better but it is really pretty great, and there’s little more that I could ever want, yes it may seem unbelievable and crazy to some.

So what started as a good day, just got better & better.

Flowers that Mr A. got for me the other week.. what fantastic colour- I couldn’t stop looking at them.

I jumped on to my bike and headed to work. I got to take a different route which was lovely while the sun shone. I got to work and was greeted by my amazing coworkers, love em- seriously do and really enjoy my job, how fortunate am I! The day went fast and on my way home I text the busy MrA to see if he would like me to pick him up anything special from the shops, which turned into a load of flirty texts back and forward.. (that made my stomach tickle even more than baby could) The same feeling I got when we dated. He called me by my maiden name, and say’s I’ll always be the cute girl with the belly laugh and the amazing eyes. Later that night he proposes to me again.. we have been married 3yrs. I hope he wants to propose to me again in another three years.

I cherish these moments

I know not everyday is so perfect and easy

So I had to write it down, to make me smile when the sun seems distant.

Its been the perfect day for counting my blessings

Mr A. I love you

40 things I love about you.

emma — Sun, 28 Mar 2010 22:16:59 +0000

Getting ready for baby..

I fell in love with this colour combo on my recent fabric shop, my plan is simply to line the fleecy with the print.

apartment covered in post-it notes..

Is what I came home to find after my fabric shopping trip with the girls on Saturday. Mr A was missing me and wrote down what he loves about me, there were 40 of them. All genuine and real things. I never would have thought someone could find 40 things in me they could love. I keep finding them still and they often bring tears to my eyes. I’m so thankful for my precious husband, for his love and for the romance and reality we share everyday.

The pink & red stripy blanket I’m making! I decided to keep the first one very basic. Sometimes basic is good, especially when you’re just starting out. I feel very connected to my roots while I knit.. I come from a family of knitting generations.. it feels only right that I continue to learn the craft and carry the tradition on.

I want to cultivate some good in my life.

emma — Fri, 29 Jan 2010 10:06:36 +0000

Happiness

emma — Thu, 19 Nov 2009 20:49:58 +0000

Will come for those who love
For those who love

Deep in the heart
I know it is love
It is love that’s the answer
Cause love won me over

My prayer today

emma — Thu, 08 Oct 2009 07:48:08 +0000

Thank you lord for my life

and all my blessings (including those disguised as challenges)

I love you

Since I first heard we will have guests I have been preparing in my mind all the amazing things we will do this Christmas, and again now as I’m putting in for holidays from work. Its a luxury for me to have extra time off work around Christmas, I haven’t had that for … 9 years!! So you can see why I am so happy! But no.. really I am so so excited for my parents and possibly also some much loved friends will be joining us.

Christmas will be full on Dane style, they really know how to do Christmas, so magical. Thanks H.C.Andersen. It’s really going to be quite special (My parents aren’t ones to normally leave their own abode at Christmas time) I’ll tell you more about the Jul plans later.. but for a taster this is one of the places we will visit..