Poor little Vi

Well...we just had a very tiring weekend! Friday night Vi woke up about 11 with a fever & she pretty much screamed all night long, ive never heard such a distressed cry!

Saturday morning (after having had no sleep whatsoever) I took her into the emergency ward. She had calmed down but she still had a fever and she just looked dopey, she wasnt her usual curious, smiley self. The thing that really worried me was that her fontanelle was bulging a bit (you could see it when you looked at her).

They did some tests (blood, some kind of snot test & urine which took me FOREVER to get!) & everything came back ok & they put her on fluids which perked her up & she actually started smiling again which was wonderful. They kept her in over night for observation just to make sure that it wasn't something more sinister than the flu.

I had forgotten what it was like to stay overnight in a hospital, the last time i did was the day Jet was born. We were in a room with 3 other kids, parents & nurses coming in and out. All the kids were hooked up to fluids and a machine that beeped if they moved & kinked their tube....which seemed to happen at least every half hour. The lights were on in the hallway & people had their TV's on which made lots of flashing lights. Prior to having kids im sure i would have slept ok, but now im kind of hormonally geared to wake up to little noises, so i really didnt get much sleep at all! Vi has never slept in a cot before so she wasn't too pleased at the concept and ended up in bed with me (not sure how happy the nurses were about that). I had my laptop with me & spent most of the night watching a show i had on it called "Awake" which i found quite funny when i thought about it at about 1am (which would have been about my 43rd hour with less than an hours sleep).

They wouldn't let us out of their the next day until the doctors came around which wasn't until about 12:30pm, by then i was so completely exhausted that i just broke down in tears & everyone must have thought i was a complete lunatic, especially since Vi was back to her bright bubbly self, with just a bit of a cough & a runny nose, smiling at anyone that came near her, she even gave out a few giggles.

Anyway, we are back home now & Vi still has a snotty nose, a cough & her voice sounds all funny but no fever & she looks like she is on the mend....& ive had a good nights sleep, which makes a world of difference :)

Welcome to the world Violette

I thought i should actually come on here & do another post (finally) & announce to the world (5 months late) that we had another bub - a girl! Violette Belle was born on the 2nd of March 2012 after a beautiful, completely natural, water birth. 

She is just gorgeous & we love her to bits!!! here are some pics: 

& one of me while i was still pregnant...just cause i love the pic:

Birth Story


Well this one is pretty short! i had my first contraction at 2am which woke me up. So i sat in bed watching fringe on dvd for a couple of hours because i couldnt sleep (even though the contractions weren't painful). Then i got up & got Jet's stuff ready for school & when the boys woke up at about 6am mum came up to watch them & we went into the hospital (just to get some peace & quiet really). My "active labour" started at about 8:30 i guess, thats when things started to get a bit intense. We had a doula at our birth - the wonderful Laura, (who was fantastic!) she showed up at about 9 i think. We only just made it into the birthing suite with the bath (there was another woman in it who had already given birth but they had to move her & clean the room & they didnt realise my labour would progress so quickly). I had started feeling like it was almost time to push before we got in there, i got in the bath while the water was still running, but once i was in there my labour slowed a little which was good. i think about 20 minutes later  (@ 10:03am) Violette was born into the water, posterior (like her brother Bae). & we were back home with her snuggled up in her hammock at about 4pm i think :)

It was the most concious that i have been during labour so far, i was really aware of everything that was going on and of my body. We didnt know we were having a girl third time round, i didnt want to find out, but i think at some stage towards the end i just knew, we didnt even check her sex for a few minutes after she came out but part of me just knew she as a girl, which is surprising because i was sure i would end up with 3 boys!

Anyway, now she is 5 months old & is the sweetest little baby. She is so much smaller than the boys...& she sleeps!!!!! which is wonderful! She has her moments but most of the time she is so smiley & giggly & she loves her big brothers (& they love her too!) :)