Last night, when i got home from dads place, Zane told me he had chest pain and his arm hurt, these are the warning signs of heart attack and are treated very seriously. He had the same pain in New Zealand, it turned out to be nothing, but i'm wary of being complacent and having something terrible happen. So he went to sleep and i watched him while chatting to Dave and blogging some random blogs.
When at 3am i decided to go to sleep, i knew i'd probably regret it considering Fridays were Playgroup days and i was gonna be hammered by morning, coz whenever i sleep late, i'm inevitably woken promptly, by one of the 3 heavenly creatures i own.
Sure enough, somewhere around 4 if that, i hear a whimper at my door, and i motion to Tivi to come in. I feel her and she's burning- so assuming she has just caught what i had the previous Monday and the fevers the boys were sporting the week before- i took her temperature, dosed her up with Nurofen and put her into bed next to me. She whined a little and said, mum- what if i throw up?? and i assured her she wouldn't just in time to hear her cough. i caught a handful of vomit as it exited her mouth and splattered overflow onto floors pillows and bedsheets- and kicked Zane awake.
Hehe joy. Ain't nothin like a handful of vomit to wake you up on a balmy thursday (Wait Friday now) morning.
We launched into post vomit mode, something we learnt from countless experiences. Zane took Tivi for the after vomit shower and i set about pulling off sheets, disinfecting the floors, rinsing off the solids and soaking the laundry, spraying the entire room with my favourite thing in the disinfect and refresh world of cleaning products: Bosistos Eucalyptus Spray - makes everything smell like cough lollies... hehe..
There's nothing worse than the dried up smell of vomit on your sheets, so best to tend to these things right off even if its 4 something in the morning and you are sleepy and lazy. Hehe new sheets, makeshift bed, clean but shivering and feverish Tivianh and it's just on 4.30 ish.
I hope that the second lot (due to the first lot being exorcised out) of Nurofen kicks in and she sleeps it off. No such luck, she complained about heat, then cold, then the bed (made out of couch cushions) being too hard, she needed to pee, where was her bucket blah deeblah blah and suddenly it was 6am and everyone was waking up.
So we went there, and while we waited for him i took photos testing out the light and trying to get the kids to cooperate. This was my favourite part of the day... i love capturing their silliness and we must have been loud and strange with them sitting there giggling away and me sitting on the floor with my camera snapping and half telling them to shush.
Anyway due to last nights insanity i am boring and tired, and lost for words, funnily enough i went on Facebook and saw Kim had posted another entry in her blog, i meant to mention this the other night but completely forgot. Since i started this thing, i've received many surprising and wonderful messages from unexpected people, kind words, encouragement and mirth - mums who i sometimes think enjoy hearing about my crazy days for the comic relief it provides and the gladness that they have their lives and not mine.
Haha... Kim, who is a (real life) friend of my sisters and a facebook friend of mine, reads my ramblings i think coz she's on nightshift with the kidlings and probably uses the posts to put herself to sleep haha... was one of the first to send me her thoughts about our project, and finally a few days ago launched her own (http://ksairlao.blogspot.com) Thank you, for the credit on the first post, haha... but more so for the insight into your thoughts and days! I love reading about people and laughing at our common struggles... motherhoods a tough juggling act and its nice to know i'm not the only guilt ridden, self questioning, exhausted one. Hehe... i was falling asleep between sentences too then i read your post tonight and it made me laugh so i started writing again. I'm excited and happy that out there, there are other people with favourite parts and small smiles each night for all the everyday loveliness that Is ordinary life.
I really love the idea that all these awesome mums are beginning this online documentation of their days, and we can look back and see how we've changed, remember how the kids were, and marvel at how much they have grown and how we witness these things all the time and sometimes forget to appreciate them, but this way we will have these snapshots and captions to remind us of how things were - ANNA, you need to post again!! (http://mammas-memoirs.blogspot.com) haha... times flying these days, and it's nice to freeze frame some memories, in words and in pictures.
So thank you Kim and Anna for the motivation. I look forward to the laughing with and at you haha... hope you don't mind that i've posted your blogs up here, haha seriously i don't think that many people read this though, so haha don't get all shy and private now.
I need to wrap this up coz i wanna relax a little and do something else, so in other news today, Jacie fell over just after dinner and copped a big bump/bruise to the head.
(yes thats a sunny boy) haha
And in more exciting news, we got our vaccines for Vietnam, almost 500 dollars worth of minute amounts of disease right here folks. Haha...
And to kick off excitement about Vietnam - i found this http://carryforkids.org/schools-and-orphanages/vietnam/the-christina-noble-childrens-foundation - and it's now after - 'Going to visit relos in Bac lieu' the second on our 'Things to do in Vietnam list.
I want the kids to be able to see life there, kids there- to know outside of their lives- this exists. Not to guilt them or to sadden them- but just to widen their scope. I'm sure there will be so many amazing things to see, and this will be just one experience to them. I want my kids to grow up seeing and knowing not only the good bits, but also the sad and unfair parts of the world... because i think in privilege lies complacency and in poverty lies a real hope. When you have nothing you are grateful for everything, and when you have lots, it's easy to take it all for granted.
Mum told me i could never go to Vietnam alone, because i'd give away all my money in the first day. I have no idea what to expect really, but i also know, now that i have them- i have to focus on hope and not despair, because i need them to grow up knowing- that they CAN do something, no matter how small, change starts with one action.
It's gonna be as awesome as their beautiful smiles. Haha... and this has been November 11, 2011. Another small step in converting fear and dread, into inspiration and motivation.
Che's was: eating dinner! (Zane made curry/chicken and corn soup )
Jacies was going to Stellas house (we didn't do that) haha
And Zanes was, getting these pictures from the kids... hehe thats Tivis santa and christmas tree, Che drew a Christmas Plex (the yellow robot from Yo Gabba gabba) But his is so light i couldnt see it in the photos.
Hehe and me, today i'm grateful for ECG's that turn out normal. Husbands who promise they won't die on me and let me hide in the bedroom coz i'm tired and narky :). Daughters who look beautiful and act silly even though they spent the night sick and spewing. Boys who stand on my back and laugh crazy laughs.
And people- pushing themselves out of comfort zones :) because comfortable is boring. And we are living our most extraordinary days NOW. Hehe recognising this is absolutely awesome.
Thanks for reminding me that i'm not doing this alone! :)
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