vintage dreaming

emma — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 12:31:45 +0000

000 We love

vintage knits

Hat by ‘Helen’ from Handmade in Scotland

and

For a steal check out hand crochet blanket & more by Denise Skelton

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little vintage lady

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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!!

How to prepare for a baby in a tiny apartment

emma — Mon, 16 Aug 2010 21:51:36 +0000

And still rock it!

Space saving – collapsible table in kitchen

Space saving – Flexi bath ..

(Check out the array of amazing colours available)

In the bedroom..

We have a corner dedicated to pure baby goodness, in a very simple and practical way.

We love this change station by Brio- 1699.00 dkk new or a mighty bargain as we like 600.00 dkk second hand

The wall to the left is completely shelved and filled with baskets for shoes, bibs and toys etc.

We hope you enjoyed your visit!

Come back and visit again some day

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.

Dreams

emma — Sat, 22 May 2010 11:16:12 +0000

I’ve been having very vivid dreams lately, a train speeding uncontrollably unable to stop full of family, friends and I was one of them.

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.

viewing

emma — Thu, 13 May 2010 12:40:22 +0000

We went to see the place that I mentioned before..

First in the door is the kitchen- the toilet wasn’t worth taking a pic- it was like a closet, no bathing facilities. Maybe it was worth taking a pic of.. the other side was entrance to the big room- which has an arch of sort. We figured we would want to build an open kitchen in there- and possibly the kitchen become bathroom or other bedroom.

There are nice big windows but like everything else would need re-done. Spooky dust orbs in the hall.

Some high ceilings, and a pesky teeny tiny room couldn’t swing a cat in.. if it was just a few meters bigger we may have considered the place. The view from the window onto the back garden..

The master bedroom didn’t seem as big as we thought it would be either. So eventho bigger than our current place it just wasn’t quite big enough for us to want to make the move, and renovations..!

shiftin

emma — Tue, 04 May 2010 08:22:13 +0000

We have had our eye on an apartment for a while which has been expected to become available for the past couple of years, and now is. It’s about double the size of ours and much less than double the price It is in no means my ideal home but it would be a good next 5-8 years place.. big enough to give bump her own room and not crush us financially.. the thing is this place need’s a LOT of work. This partially excites me and yet I right now just don’t feel I have the patience for it.

Its funny how when you think of leaving your little abode you suddenly become aware of all the things you love and will really miss about it

for me which is;

how it takes 4 steps from my bed to the toilet.

how every room is flooded with light at every time of day.

the little wilderness known as the back garden.

The church across the back from which I can hear the gospel choir singing.

The always creative stretch along the cycle path before reaching my home from the main street.

the bazar shops just a little bit along the street.

My balcony.

But then there are the pros to look forward to too..

The obvious, having more space to put things..

The new place would have no bathing facilities, so we would be having a bathroom installed, which mean’s I could have a bath tub!

We may even be allowed washing machines in this building- now that would be handy!

We could have the place done exactly as we want it- new kitchen bathroom suite etc.

We would be moving practically across the street from family and around the corner from a lovely friend.. always a bonus when you have a kid!!

The best Indian food place we have found is just down the street too! (nearly alone worth the move!)

Our new ward that we would attend church at only has two meetings.. not the usual three. I have sort of mixed feelings tho on that one. We would also have family in our new word too.

emma — Sat, 01 May 2010 17:57:34 +0000

One thing I love about living here is how there is a guarantee of regularly seeing new creativity as I pass along the cycle path that cuts through our street to the main road.

I was delighted to see..

lots lots and lots of birdies in a tree!

Store Bededag

emma — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 19:34:43 +0000

I got a little excited when I saw that in my calendar. Great thought I- I recognize ‘Store’ immediately as meaning ‘big’ and I thought- imagined the rest meant ‘bed-day’ I thought this was a holiday made for me. On my way home from work MrA. ask’s that I nip into a bakers and get some ‘hveder’- special roll’s made only on this night in preparation for ‘great prayer day’- yep, that’s what ‘store bededag‘ means. The roll’s traditionally were bought in a double batch from bakers to last through the praying holiday period as bakers did not have to work on that day.. and today the tradition still stands.. here’s MrA with his roll which he claims must be simply eaten warm and buttered.

I sneaked some roast beef into mine..