Monday, 17 March 2008

My late night cuddle...

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This is my little Savanina and I late tonight. I had just fed her and we were having our burp/cuddle time. She is so sweet. Good night x

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Friday, 14 March 2008

The Day That I Saw That Mail-to-blog Works...

I'm being very curious, cute and inquisitive... I want to see if this whole mail-to-blog thing works... apparently you have to go to "email" on your dashboard, select the middle word for your personalised mail to blog thang and send... 
 
lets see. 

Cris's Blog

Seeing as Blogger wont allow me to add links... this is Cristines Page. So Waah Blogspotter!

http://www.insidelookatcris.blogspot.com/

UPDATE

I've added pictures to my Birth Story post.

Sunday, 9 March 2008

Saturday, 8 March 2008

UPDATE: My Baby Is Growing




As of this week Savanna is 61cm long and weighs 5.5kg!

She is only 7 weeks old, the average measurements for a 12 week old baby is 63cm long 5.8kg.

I'm having to hold her in a sitting position, with her long legs hanging down over my thighs! She is too gorgeous, for some reason I am unable to post pictures on my blog, as soon as I can I will add pictures to the new posts.

If anyone has had this problem please tell me how to sort it out!

The Day On The Couch With My Aunt

My aunt Terri and her hunk Leigh...



On an unspecified day this week (I can’t be bothered to work out which day it was – I’m at home on maternity leave… I only know it’s weekend cos my husband is around ;) ) my beloved Aunt came to visit.

A more world-wise and wonderful lady you won’t meet in a hurry, she is the only person to ever say to me “Hurry up and finish feeding that baby… I feel a cuddle coming on!”
She has travelled the world, has sms’d me from the steps of the Taj Mahal, has fleed before tidal waves, and has even explored the dark underworld of Pinetown to visit her favourite niece (my sister is exempt because she is my aunts godchild ;) and my mother failed to provide us with another sibling to harass… anyway I’m not losing the plot I promise!... back to the blog…)

She arrived looking somewhat steamy - the temperature was at least 30 degrees C and the humidity added a further 8 degrees to that! She dived through my kitchen door into the air-conditioned sanctuary of my bohemian lounge. We yacked for ages, can’t tell you what we spoke about but I’m sure it was deeply philosophical and had nothing whatsoever to do with family gossip 

Oh yes, I was sorely disappointed – I ran to the SPAR to get something nice for us to gorge ourselves on and as I was lovingly transporting a double chocolate and caramel swissroll to the pay counter, my Aunt showing spectacular psychic ability sent me a message saying “Don’t buy anything for me I’m on day 8 of a 10 day detox…I’m being good!” I stood with a long face and slowly replaced the cake on the shelf, now you have to understand, I am breastfeeding a little giant at the moment and that swiss cake had a purpose and a destiny – to move from my willing mouth straight to my hips.! Terri ruined that destiny, hope she can live with herself! Oh well, I’ll be able to fit into my size 36’s for a while then 

Well, the last little bit of info re my fab aunt has to do with conscientiously watching the time…
I have a bright yellow clock in my lounge, and since the birth of my child I have watched it for meal times and departure times etc. and when my Aunt informed me that she had to leave after 2pm I looked at the clock and saw that it was 13:50 so we stepped up the conversation and kept an eye on the time… at 14:10 we stood up, said our goodbyes and she left in a swirl of pearls and perfume.
It was only at about 16:00 that I looked at the clock and realised that it was broken – it said 14:45. So I still don’t really know what time my aunt actually left, or how long it took for the clock to move from 13:50 – 14:10 might have been an hour! Not that either blonde beauty noticed haha. I messaged her to tell her and she laughed – she arrived in Umhlanga exactly on time.

Well, Terri you made it into my blog  Thanks for being a lovely lady.
Big Love to Terri xx


Sands x

Tuesday, 4 March 2008

That day on the couch where I realised that "I am still alive"

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Well, I am sitting here, my little bundle of Joy, Savanna Rae Grace is lying sleeping next to me.
I have just eaten a light lunch and today I started my first ever workout via video.
It was very funny, I have the "Ball and Band" workout video and my lounge is not the biggest... so there was a lot of repositioning so that my feet weren't half up the wall during sit ups and my ass not in my childs pram during squats... the forementioned ass is burning due to "just another 8 more...1...2..."

Oh! now, anyone who has ever done one of these workouts will know, you feel all proud when you buy it, you see visions of yourself in spandex moving along at the speed of light... then when the time comes you ind yourself in ill fitting green pants, a bright pink strappy top with your boobs popping out the top, brown hiking boots(they fit right) orange/brown socks (the white ones are dirty) wheezing and puffing while the maid sits and watches...
it's not pretty, but it's sincere. appreciate that. (in the middle of a tummy benchpress thing that had me balancing ontop of the ball, ass up, shoes up, face red - I looked out of the french doors and both my dogs were watching me. I could hear them swearing WTF?? I laughed and fell off the ball)

Thank God for Cristine! I have had the privilege of chatting with my most precious friend in the whole world, on Skype. It is such a blessing having a close female friend who can chat about anything with you! big love and hugs Crisscross.

Well, that was my boring but consistent blog post. I may not have much to say but I WILL SAY IT DAMMIT!


Sands x

Thursday, 28 February 2008

My Baby is Growing!

Wow, last night I charged our batteries, stood on the scale and weighed my baby.
At one week old she had lost .5kg and weighed in at 3kg. Now 5 weeks later she weighs in at a hefty 4.9kg! wow!
Then I brought out the trusty measuring tape and measured her from crown to foot - she's grown from 50cm at birth to 67cm! I am in shock, She is the longest baby ever! Her nickname is Padda (frog) and Monkey Girl, very apt...

So far she has been an amazing baby. She is so friendly and engaging and makes my days fly by. She only cries when she is hungry (if I don't notice her niggling beforehand)and sleeps almost through the night! Last night was the best yet she slept from 9pm right through til 4:30am! I was so stoked!

Sav's GodMother, Cristine Dyer is her third fave person on earth... its the sweetest thing, whenever Cris holds Sav, Sav puts her hands under her chin and her elbows out on either side - all cute - and falls asleep on Cris's chest. Oh yes, on occasion she does "ask" Cris for milk... in the most slobbery, sucky way imaginable - it leaves us in hysterics! My child, the chancer.

Francis has been amazing, I really have to say that he has made all of this "do-able" by helping me in every way. He works so very hard, he leaves for work at 7:15 every morning and often gets home after 6pm exhausted, but, he never ever says no if I ask him to help me with Sav. He will change a pooh nappy at 4am if I ask him to, he carries her when we shop, changes her clothes, snuggles with her, soothes her when she cries, tucks her into bed, loves her and has become a loving and able Father to her. Every so often he will set up a bottle or two in the fridge and gives me "the night off" so that I can sleep through, he still gets up and goes to work with little sleep behind him, so that I can feel refreshed. What a star. Big love to you Franco.

Wednesday, 20 February 2008

Savanna's Birth Story WITH PICTURES NOW!


Me in early labour



Me a few hours later, I still supposedly had 8hrs to go but delivered an hour later!


We had just been handed our daughter...I was in instant Mommy mode...



This is Savanna when she was 6hours old



One week old Sav having her first tub-bath... usually baths with her Mum. She loved it, gurgling and being all coy ...



This is Sav in Papparazzi mode... "no, no, get my good side..."



Sav at 2 months... cuuute!



16/Jan/2008
My waters broke at 11:15 during the day, while I was on Gmail Chat. I had just told my friend Kim Swan that I was READY when…yup. The baby heard me!

I happened to have a gynae appointment at 12:15, my husband raced home on his motorbike and we left for the hospital, where it was decided that I was in labour and that my waters HAD broken!

My Husband and I went back home, packed our bags, went to the shops and bought some snacks.

We got to my room at about 1.45 by 2.00pm in the afternoon I had my first contraction, they weren't sore and I chatted and sent phone messages. My Doula, Annie Skea stayed with me a while and then popped home to change. I sat around and even had a snooze while waiting for the contractions to get stronger. They started getting strong and painful by about 6pm and I SMS’d Annie who came back to the Hospital. By 8pm we moved down to the Active birthing Unit where I danced and sang until I was 5 cm dilated, by then I was getting a bit sore (I had to bend down over the side of the Jacuzzi when I had a contraction) when the contractions got very strong I sat down on a exercise ball and rested my head on the side of the bed. They checked to see if I was 5cm yet and found that I was 6cm! I got into the Jacuzzi then and stayed there from 10pm till about 1:00am when I decided that I needed to push!

17/Jan/2008
An hour later my daughter Savanna Rae was born, she would have been out quicker but She couldn’t get past the opening (her head was too big and mommy was not stretchy enough!) she came out with her eyes open and talking! (well, gurgling and looking around)

I had no pain relief, and it was an amazing experience!! I felt the presence of God the entire time, my Doula told me that in the height of contractions when I should have been screaming and swearing, I was calmly praying and saying "Thank you Jesus, Thank you for my baby" pretty cool!! I would do it again. The only complaint is these blinking episiotomy stitches!!















Thank you LORD for an awesome birth, and for being so near to me throughout.