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April 6, 2004
Tuesday April 6th
Ryan is 28 months old
MINI TRIP AWAY
On Monday – Wednesday last week we went away to the ‘sunny’ (yeah right) east coast of Tasmania to a little town called St Helens. I’d won a night’s accommodation and breakfast at a brand new 4 ½ star resort so we decided to stay 2 nights to make the drive worthwhile (almost 4 hours). The resort itself was gorgeous, all new and shiny and we had a room with 2 queen sized beds and private deck. I’d called ahead and booked a cot (crib) for Ryan so that was all set up in our room. He did very well on the trip up to St Helens, sleeping for 75% of the journey and looking around happily for the rest, shouting on ‘we’re on ‘oliday!’ in his cutesy little voice.
Our stay was fun but still tiring, when you’re chasing an active toddler down corridors and around the hotel room, trying to keep everything out of his reach and stop him launching into the mini-bar (can you believe the prices of those things?). He was NOT going to sleep in that cot – no way, no how – we laid him down in it with his familiar teddies/sleep mates and his pillow from home but who were we trying to kid?! We were all in the same room, the lights were still on low and he could hear and see us. Needless to say, Ryan slept in one of the queen beds with me and Mark slept in the other – so much for holiday ‘romance’ Ha Ha! It WAS nice to walk around the town and take Ryan to the adventure playground and then on the second day we visited the amazing beaches around the area and the sun finally decided to come out. It’s early autumn here but we had a really warm afternoon when we walked in the sand and Ryan searched for interesting looking shells to take home.
The dining arrangements at the hotel were either an informal ‘family’ type bistro or a la carte dining and we tried both, with boisterous toddler in tow. I have to say he did famously and we were very proud of him. Except for making a rather embarrassing noise from his nether regions on one occasion and waving his hand in front of his face, exclaiming ‘poo!’ – gotta love him. We were in stitches laughing and the people at the next table thought it was pretty funny too. We got back to the room and I got Ryan ready for bed, he got into the bed beside me (I had to pretend to be going to sleep too) and he was out like a light. All that seaside air!
Our trip home was not so good. How was I to know that our boy gets car sick??!! Oh dear. We had been on the road for about 2 hours and Ryan had slept for much of that time. Then he woke, had a drink and started to grizzle. I’m thinking ‘he’s bored, we’ll stop soon for a break’, the grizzle became an all out miserable cry, I turned around and he’s as white as a sheet, my poor darling. Then, yes, you know what. He started to vomit, also from his NOSE (never seen that before, scared me a bit!) and I tell you, it was EVERYWHERE. And of course by then it had started to drizzle lightly so there we were on the side of the road, armed with baby wipes and towels, stripping Ryan down as much as possible and rummaging through our bags for fresh clothes. Mark was dealing with the abomination of a car seat! We did the best we could and it was the hardest thing to have to sit that little fellow back into the car seat and continue our trip. I sat in the back with him, armed with plastic bags, wipes and towels and tried to encourage him to look out of the windscreen and not the side windows. He did amazingly well and we finally reached our own driveway (ah heaven!). My first task was to get that poor little darling into the bath then into bed and he seemed to revel in being back in his own bed again! I left the car seat cleaning to DH……….and let me say he did a great job. Not a single whiff in the car anymore!
A FREE WOMAN – FOR 4 WEEKS AT LEAST
So we are now on vacation from work. And it feels good! In the week since we went away, we’ve been doing various things around the house, visiting people and generally taking it easy. The days just fly by – funny how they never do at work. I am taking Ryan to his daycare for ½ day each week so that it is not too much of a jolt when we go back to work, plus it gives me a chance to do some other things that are not so easy with a toddler in tow e.g. get my hair cut, go to the doctor, pay bills (blah). He’s going tomorrow and it just happens to coincide with an Easter party that a number of day carers are organizing so he will LOVE that.
AF – SHOULD I LEAVE WELL ENOUGH ALONE?
I went to the doctor last week as she asked me to check in if I still had not had a visit from AF. And I haven’t since November when I stopped taking the pill. It’s all very weird. So far I’ve had thyroid tests (normal), hormone level tests (normal) and a pelvic ultrasound (normal except for my retroverted uterus which I knew about before I had Ryan – trust me to be different). The retroverted uterus apparently has no effect on fertility or reproductive health but what it does mean is that a regular i.e. external ultrasound with full bladder is useless as nothing can be seen. You know where this is going, don’t you? Yes, my ultrasound had to be done internally – eeeugggh! But at least everything is normal.
My GP has written me a referral to see my gynecologist. I’m really not sure whether to go or not. It’s not like I am actively TTC (I wish). Maybe I should just enjoy not having to deal with AF for a while. I guess I just want to be sure that there are no problems. I feel a bit silly going to the OBGYN, the same doctor that I saw through my pregnancy and who delivered Ryan, when I’m not pregnant and have no active plans to be. I really don’t want to waste the time of a man who is being called out at all hours of the day and night. Do you know what I mean? I will collect the referral letter from my GP and then decide what to do? What would you do, girls? I’d really like to know your opinion on this one. My last AF was mid November 2003 so it hasn’t even been 6 months yet. If by some miracle DH would agree to trying for another baby, then I would have no hesitation in going to the OBGYN and kick starting ovulation but I kinda feel a bit silly at the moment.
MY EASTER BUNNY
There’s an ad on TV at the moment for a particular supermarket (Aussie readers? It’s Coles) and a cute little boy at the end says ‘Happy Easter!’ . Well, Ryan just ADORES him and every time he sees Easter displays he shouts out ‘Happy Eater’ (note the deleted ‘s’!). A bit cute! He definitely knows what Easter eggs are this year. He loves his ‘Gocky’ (choccie), thanks to Nanna who is always slipping him a Freddo Frog or some such when mummy isn’t looking!! He doesn’t get chocolate at home very much at all, I really try to limit sugary things and encourage healthy snacks. But boy, does he love it when he has it. Thankfully he is getting better with letting me brush his teeth these days. We brush BEFORE he gets in the bath, rather than DURING the bath which he absolutely hates for some reason.
Ryan seems to enjoy having both mummy and daddy at home all day right now. This evening he rushed up to us as we were sitting side by side and flung his arms out, trying to encircle both of us and said excitedly ‘Mummy! Daddy!’. Melts my heart! This little boy can be everything in one day – frustrating, inexplicable, noisy, grumpy but then also, funny, sweet, cute and extremely loving. I guess that’s toddlerhood – spanning all the emotions and switching from one to another in a split second.
I’ve finally started to list a lot of his clothing on Ebay, mostly really good quality items that he has simply grown out of. I also have a large bag of things to take to the Salvation Army. Ebay is a lot of fun and there have been a few bids on most of the items. My big boy is now filling out his size 3’s and I’m thinking of getting his winter gear in a size 4. At 100cm, he is over half my height (I’m 170cm) – how can my baby be over half my height??!! I held him in my arms like 5 minutes ago, all 53cm and 8lb 11oz of him! He amazes me everyday, this healthy, smart and sweet little person that he has become.
Well, that’s about all from here. Wishing everyone a peaceful and happy Easter!
Don’t forget to say hello on my board and please, tell me what you think about the AF situation? Should I just enjoy it while it lasts?!
I updated Ryan’s web page if you would like to take a look – www.babiesonline.com/babies/r/rg I will eventually include more of me when I have lost weight and look fabulous (hee hee – that day will never come).
Oh yes, I just ordered a set of Winsor Pilates DVDs – has anyone followed this programme? The infomercial promised great things (don't they all?), guess I just have to get my lazy butt into gear!
Sue & Ryan
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