Thursday, November 28, 2013


Hey I am thinking maybe I can bash out a quick post now and again while Ross is putting Henry to bed. Good idea, yes/yes?

Henry and I stayed home sick today. He has had a bit of a terrible cold lately, just heaps and heaps of coughing at all hours of the day and night. He even threw up the other night because he was coughing so hard, poor little man. Added to that is a bit of a rash on his chin, and he's also been rubbing his ears, which always makes me paranoid. So I decided to stay home today and take him to the doctor's.

He wasn't super keen on the idea, and as we were walking into the office he kept assuring me that he wasn't going to the doctor's. So of course I lied and said that I was going, and he was just keeping me company. Then we got inside and he crawled under the table and said he was busy fixing things, so he was too busy to come out. Poor dude.

He got a bit upset when we finally coaxed him out, and then refused to let the doc look at his chin. Just nope. Then I did Parenting (tm)*, and made him think we were both too stupid to know where his chin was. I got his elbow out, and was like 'yeah, here's your chin', and he was all smug and 'no it isn't! That's my elbow!' The doctor played along and he eventually got the chance to be a smart ass and show us his chin. Yay for every single tantrum that we somehow manage to avoid.

Then while she was checking his ears, he was all chipper and went on about how it wasn't scary at all, and it didn't hurt, and he informed me that he was going to tell Felix all about how it isn't scary to go to the doctor. Oh the cute, it hurts sometimes.

* This script is almost verbatim from this book, which I bought a while ago on Kindle. It does come off as kind of patronizing a lot of the time, and I'm not really all in with the toddler-ese business, but a lot of it is pretty fantastic and helpful for averting tantrums - for Henry, anyway.

So, long story short, Henry is all healthy and stuff, the cough will eventually go away on its own, and we had a nice afternoon nap on the couch together. Now Ross is back, so it's time to watch some QI and have some belly laughs before bed.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

Baby talk

Whoa, what is this posting thing that is happening right now? Don't be alarmed, it'll probably just be a blip in our regularly scheduled lack of programming.

So, what's new? I am now 33 weeks pregnant, and finally managed to send off my maternity leave paperwork on Thursday. I swear, I had it printed a while ago, and then we just faffed around trying to get our various work people to sign it all. Which is kind of the story of my life at the moment, I feel like there's heaps of stuff I want to get done, but then as soon as I have some free time, I either a) cannot find the energy or b) cannot remember anything that needs doing.

Energy wise, I am pretty wiped a lot of the time, so I've embraced a philosophy of being really easy on myself. Is there a pile of dishes next to the sink*? If I decide to do something about it, I do as many dishes as I feel like, then I stop. Quite often I end up finishing them, but it somehow makes me feel better to know I don't have to finish them if I don't want to.

* Fun fact: a pile of dirty dishes IN the sink makes me feel kind of anxious and stressed out. It looks like it needs to be done now - I can't use the sink properly until I wash them, and then when I do wash them, I still have to pull them all out of the sink first in order to have clean water to wash up in. If they're next to the sink, then I can arrange them neatly, group all the stuff together in preparation for washing. Then if when I don't get to them straight away, at least I can still get to the sink in the meantime.

Haha, is 'messy, but with a set of rules governing the mess' better or worse than just messy?

What else? Henry is talking heaps, and says lots and lots of ridiculous and funny things that I should definitely be writing down. Or videotaping, I guess, but that never seems to work out as planned. His Icelandic is still a work in progress - he seems to understand quite a bit, but he doesn't really try to speak much... I'm not fussed though, I feel like his English is great for his age, so he's got the skills to learn, the rest of it will come with time.

Oooh, we have a baby name! As always, acceptable reactions include 'Nice!' and 'Cool', and 'Good for you!' (that last one is appropriate if you hate the name.)
Unacceptable reactions include: 'oh, I knew a (name) once, and he used to kick puppies for fun' and 'haha, he will get made fun of in this particular way: (insert comment making fun of my future kid)' and 'Ew. Gross, I hate it, why didn't you name him something I approve of?'

Okay, rant done. New baby will be called Felix Domenic Di Blasio. Yay!

Hmm, I think that's probably all for now. Oh yeah, Henry spilled water on my laptop, so it's gone to be fixed/ pronounced dead forever. I would consider using that as an excuse for not posting, but you all know that would be a lie. I will, however, use it as a reason for not posting photos. Maybe one day you'll see photos of us again!