Mummy says (to Jaxon) : Why are you farting so much today?
Daddy says (for Jaxon) : Just trying to fit in Mum!
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Random Photo's
A face only a mother could love! (his friend Hailey) Making fishie faces is his latest “thing”
This is for MB. She sent ME some Sarris chocolate covered pretzel’s (YUM) and Jaxon was privileged enough to get one. Although I don’t have a full photo of it, he’s also wearing a pair of track suits sent over from South Africa (thanks Jeannette, they finally fit him!)
This is Dude, relaxing by the fire!
And this is now our fire place. We had to make (ok, Tim had to make) a grill to go around it to stop little finger’s from being burnt. Now all Jaxon can do is throw his toys at it.
This is eating Cheerio’s. Jaxon LOVE’s cheerio’s. He’s wearing a jumper that MB sent over with the chocolate pretzel’s. There is a matching hat but he wont leave it on!
And this is eating two minute chicken noodle’s for the first time. He LOVED them. It took him almost 45 minutes to eat the pile I gave him, and I’m not so sure he ate ALL of them anyway. Dude and Mexxi seem to like them too.
(what great value, he’s eating them long after he’s left the table!)
Random Photo’s
A face only a mother could love! (his friend Hailey) Making fishie faces is his latest “thing”
This is for MB. She sent ME some Sarris chocolate covered pretzel’s (YUM) and Jaxon was privileged enough to get one. Although I don’t have a full photo of it, he’s also wearing a pair of track suits sent over from South Africa (thanks Jeannette, they finally fit him!)
This is Dude, relaxing by the fire!
And this is now our fire place. We had to make (ok, Tim had to make) a grill to go around it to stop little finger’s from being burnt. Now all Jaxon can do is throw his toys at it.
This is eating Cheerio’s. Jaxon LOVE’s cheerio’s. He’s wearing a jumper that MB sent over with the chocolate pretzel’s. There is a matching hat but he wont leave it on!
And this is eating two minute chicken noodle’s for the first time. He LOVED them. It took him almost 45 minutes to eat the pile I gave him, and I’m not so sure he ate ALL of them anyway. Dude and Mexxi seem to like them too.
(what great value, he’s eating them long after he’s left the table!)
I REALLY didn't hear him!
I know he told me to leave him out of my blog, but I couldn’t resist this! After this I think Tim might just move in to the basement so I can’t catch him doing house wifey things!
I REALLY didn’t hear him!
I know he told me to leave him out of my blog, but I couldn’t resist this! After this I think Tim might just move in to the basement so I can’t catch him doing house wifey things!
What was that? I don't think I heard you?
Tonight I was given strict instruction’s by Tim to leave him out of my blog’s. This is because I threatened to tell you all that he laughed at something he saw on Neighbours.
But I just can’t do it. He is a part of my life that I can’t just leave out because he’s shy and doesn’t want the world to know he secretly watches Neighbours.
So I thought I’d come here with a little story to show you why I love him so much. It’s because he makes life fun. Everything, even the serious stuff, can be turned in to something to smile or laugh about. I like that.
So tonight I went down the street to get cheese for dinner, which Tim was cooking. When I got back I parked the car and noticed an Esky sitting in the car seat in the back seat. It’s exactly like our’s, except that I know for a fact that our’s is now a “Jaxon toy” and is sitting in the hall way at home.
I asked Tim when I got inside how we got an esky in the baby seat and he said (instead of telling me the truth, that it’s a friends) “It started out as an ice pack”
Now I happen to think this was really funny. For those of you that are not familiar with the term “Esky” it is more commonly known as an “ice box”
What was that? I don’t think I heard you?
Tonight I was given strict instruction’s by Tim to leave him out of my blog’s. This is because I threatened to tell you all that he laughed at something he saw on Neighbours.
But I just can’t do it. He is a part of my life that I can’t just leave out because he’s shy and doesn’t want the world to know he secretly watches Neighbours.
So I thought I’d come here with a little story to show you why I love him so much. It’s because he makes life fun. Everything, even the serious stuff, can be turned in to something to smile or laugh about. I like that.
So tonight I went down the street to get cheese for dinner, which Tim was cooking. When I got back I parked the car and noticed an Esky sitting in the car seat in the back seat. It’s exactly like our’s, except that I know for a fact that our’s is now a “Jaxon toy” and is sitting in the hall way at home.
I asked Tim when I got inside how we got an esky in the baby seat and he said (instead of telling me the truth, that it’s a friends) “It started out as an ice pack”
Now I happen to think this was really funny. For those of you that are not familiar with the term “Esky” it is more commonly known as an “ice box”
Coincidence?
Just a quick thought.
One year and one day ago I admitted myself to hospital for PND. The 24th of April.
Yesterday, also the 24th of April, we found out about Jaxon’s neck.
Perhaps my next child will be born on the 24th of April 2009???
It must be in the gene's
No. Not the half vertebrae. Let me explain.
When I clean the bathroom, you can bet your bottom dollar that Tim will shave on that day.
If I clean the sheets on the bed I know that it’s just a matter of hours before Tim wants to get down and dirty in them.
If I do the dishes, he’ll make himself a messy snack.
And if I change Jaxon’s nappy, you can bet your bottom dollar that two minutes later he’ll be grunting and pushing out a poo!
Enough said right?
Jaxon must have got that from Tim. (LOVE YOU TIM 
)
It must be in the gene’s
No. Not the half vertebrae. Let me explain.
When I clean the bathroom, you can bet your bottom dollar that Tim will shave on that day.
If I clean the sheets on the bed I know that it’s just a matter of hours before Tim wants to get down and dirty in them.
If I do the dishes, he’ll make himself a messy snack.
And if I change Jaxon’s nappy, you can bet your bottom dollar that two minutes later he’ll be grunting and pushing out a poo!
Enough said right?
Jaxon must have got that from Tim. (LOVE YOU TIM )
Incomplete
On the advice from a very good friend in America, we’ve taken Jaxon to a chiropractor to try and sort out his arm and neck problems.
Our first appointment was on Tuesday. It was THE BEST. For the first time ever, someone sat and watched Jaxon play to see what he was and wasn’t doing with his arm, instead of asking me to explain it. I LOVED this. It’s so annoying to have someone ask something about Jaxon, when just a few minutes of their time and a few toys will show them what is going on. I was very impressed.
Anyway, he wanted to get x-rays done to see what is going on. They normally don’t do x-rays on such young children. But not many kids go to them with bent necks and dysfunctional arms. He needed to know what was actually wrong before he went ahead and tried to treat it.
We got the x-rays done that day and went back today to see what they could do for Jaxon. The very last thing I expected was to be told that Jaxon only has half of his cervical vertebrae C5. THAT is why his neck is on a tilt, it has next to nothing to do with his torticollis (although that does still exist) He explained that the torticollis is what prevents Jaxon from turning all the way right, while the missing chunk of his vertebrae is the cause for the tilt.
We don’t know what this means. We don’t know if this means surgery. We don’t know if this means that Jaxon will live with his head the way it is for the rest of his life. Now we have to get another appointment with the paediatrician and see what HE thinks. But being that this is in his neck, or more specifically, his spine…I can NOT see a single person who would be willing to go in and try to fix it. I’m not sure I would even want someone to fix it because the chance of something going wrong would far outweigh the choice to let Jaxon live with such a small thing.
Not that I think this is small. Don’t get me wrong. I spent a good part of my one hour trip home crying. I was not expecting to hear anything like this. In fact, I was so confident that the chiropractor would be able to work his magic on Jaxon for the next year or so and have everything under control. Before he saw the x-rays I think HE thought that as well. So I am of course upset.
Here are Jaxon’s x-rays. It was very difficult to get these done. Daddy had to hold him from the front while another nurse had to support him from the back. This was the “findings” that the x-ray man reported to the chiro. He did not pick up on the missing C5.
Posterior fusions of the cervical vertebrae and loss of disc height. Scoliosis (convex to the left side in both) the cervical and thoracic regions of the spine.
The chiropractor then wrote in his very messy doctor like writing, congenital aplasia of C5- hemivertebra
If you can make heads of tails of any of that, please leave a comment! Somewhere in that yellow circle is the missing vertebrae (or part of)
^^^ TEETH ^^^
I just have to keep reminding myself that Jaxon will be ok with this. It’s not like he wont be able to walk or talk or be the smartest boy in school. He may or may not get teased, something I don’t wish on any child. But he WILL be ok even if that happens.
Fish Feeding!
We went to this place called Aquarscene. At every high tide the fish come in to get fed. It’s VERY cool. We couldn’t stay too long, because Jaxon was getting cranky. But apparently the longer you stay (about 3 hours) the more kinds of fish you get to see. I have NO idea what kind of fish these were anyway, except that there were salmon cat fish, milk fish and some sting rays as well.
We held Jaxon with his feet in the water and the fish came and rubbed up against him. I don’t think he knew it was happening. The bread that they leave for us to feed the fish is old and stale. At one point a lady asked Jaxon if he was feeing the fishies…he wasn’t. He was munching on the bread himself! Yuk.
The fish nibble on your finger’s if you hold bread out for them. There are also tiny little fish at your feet nibbling on your toes! You can hear me a little bit making “OMG it’s touching me” noises at some point during the clip. What a FREAKY feeling!
CROCODILES!
You’ve all seen the photo’s of Jaxon holding (Mum holding, Jaxon patting) the baby crocodile. Well what you don’t know is that I got to feed one! Not by hand of course, because I wasn’t going to volunteer for THAT…the meat was on the end of a stick and rope!
This is not the clip of the crocodile I fed. The crocodile sitting in the pen next to the one that you see getting fed is the one I did. But Mum, in all of her technological ignorance, thought she was taking photo’s and stopped filming right when he started to jump up so we missed it!
That noise you hear as she closes her mouth. The lady doing the tour said it was “caused by one tonne per square inch pressure, slammed shut at the speed of lightening”
Scary stuff, I’ll stick to my chihuahua’s and kitties!!!
Playing up a storm!
This is obvisouly Jaxon playing Great Grandma’s piano. She is the best player I have ever seen, but Jaxon come’s a close second!
The barrage begins…
VIDEO’s!!
This is at Howard Springs and these are barramundi. They were HUGE. The video I’m putting up doesn’t show how big they really are! We couldn’t at the time for reason’s I don’t understand, but this is a swimming place through some parts of the year.
My Uncle Bruce
This is my Uncle Joe, or Bruce as he is known to the rest of the world. He is not only a health center manager in the middle of Australia (great view’s I am told) but he is also a Tai Chi master!!
I know, I am inundating you with photo’s before I even get home. but wait until I start on the video clips!
Channel Island
We went swimming again
Four generations, Me, Jaxon, GREAT Grandma and Grandma
Sunset at “The Warf”
Great Grandma
Drinking Lemon Lime and Bitter’s…YUM
Heaven! I didn’t swim here but I wish I had!
Playing Great Grandma’s PianoMore Photo's
Fish Feeding
Dinner at “The Warf”
Casaurina Beach
Lake Alexandra
This last one seems out of place until you hear the story. I thought it said “Left Turn on red permitted after shopping” and wondered how people would know if you’d just been shopping??
More Photo’s
Fish Feeding
Dinner at “The Warf”
Casaurina Beach
Lake Alexandra
This last one seems out of place until you hear the story. I thought it said “Left Turn on red permitted after shopping” and wondered how people would know if you’d just been shopping??
Darwin, a preview!
Oh Dude!
As I’ve said in quite a few of my posts here, Dude just LOVES Jaxon. He follow’s him everywhere. Especially if take Jaxon in to his room for a bum change. He’s good about going in to the room but he’s bad about coming out of it. When I call him to leave (if I don’t shut Jaxon’s door he goes in there and keeps slamming it) he come’s to play with the carpet that moves as the door shuts.
So sometime’s Dude get’s locked in Jaxon’s room for a while. This happened yesterday. Because we’re really busy at the moment we forgot about him for 4 hours!! Tim, Jaxon and I were sitting here minding our own business when we hear some really odd noises coming from in Jaxon’s room. It sounded like someone emptying a big bag of plastic bottles.
We looked back at Jaxon’s room and there is Dude, climbing the door up to the little opening ABOVE it to tell us he’s in there!
That’s me holding Jaxon up above my head to say G’Day, he’s not THAT tall!
The FLYING baby!!
Making Men Cry!
This first photo is just some background information….we stand up to the table, nothing to see here!
This second photo is before the tears in our household come along. It’s not so bad. Daddy can do this too…
But Daddy CAN NOT do this!!!
Jaxon is incredibly flexible. He can do the splits, as well as lay with his head and body flat on the ground while he’s in the split position. Another thing he does that makes men cry, is when he is sitting down with his leg’s spread like any normal kid, he then spreads them right out and crawls forward on his hands. He just brings his legs all the way around without ever even lifting off the ground.
I will try to get this on video, but as he gets older and has learnt to move around in other ways he does this less and less. But you can rest assured. he’ll be in gymnastics’s classes when he turns two!
Mummy hates my new trick!
Yes Jaxon, that’s right. Mummy does NOT like you climbing on the couch. Oh wait, I don’t mind the climbing bit. It’s the way you chose to get down that worries me. Your risk assessment is not quite to MY standards yet. The way you FLING yourself off is a concern. And the way you threaten to do it off the “tall” end, the end that doesn’t have a pillow or bean bag for you to land softly on…is my main concern.
Despite the fact that you giggle entertainingly (is that a word?) while you throw yourself off head first on to cushions, does not make this any easier to watch!
And now that Jaxon can get up on the couch, it has brought a whole new level of baby proofing to my life. Last night he got up and took mine and a friends glasses (drinking) off the coffee table and was clinky those together while giggling. He tipped the content’s of one of those all over himself.
He’s yanked the phone off the wall, the battery charger too.
These photo’s below show the item’s that he decided made perfect toys. That’s a bottle of perfume, the battery charger and a set of nail clipper’s. All have been safely sitting on that out of nowhere little ledge there for years now. But not any more. They have new homes.
Look how freaking proud he is of himself!
The perfume, charger right at the bottom, and nail clipper’s, which he was clinking on the bottle! Note the hole’s in his socks, they’re for us to see the circulation in his feet when he has his boot’s on.
What do you mean “yukky”? These are YUM!
This was later in the day.
I thought that if I put his boot’s on he wouldn’t be able to get up…
I was wrong.
"Just because" Photo's
Look in to my eyes, you are getting sleeeeepy…you will give me ice creeeeam! 
Tim cooked me dinner. It LOOKED great, but we were both dissapointed!
Jaxon in da houzzze!
"Just because" Photo’s
Look in to my eyes, you are getting sleeeeepy…you will give me ice creeeeam! Tim cooked me dinner. It LOOKED great, but we were both dissapointed!Jaxon in da houzzze!
I HATE YOU!
Oscar
Mexxi
Dude
I don’t think I need to give this post much of a story…you’ll get it right??
My boy is going UP in the world!
14 Months
I was sitting here changing the layout of my blog. Jaxon HAD been playing right behind me.
He started yelling out at me. All I could hear was “MA!! Ma ma muuum” “Ya ya YA!!”
Finally it clicked that I should probably go and see what he is doing, since it’s normally something to do with Dude.
But I got out in to the lounge room and there he is, sitting on the COUCH! Like a big boy.
All the yelling I think was him calling out to me to say “Mum Mum Mum LOOOOOOOK what I can do”
This is how he did it. It also shows how he got down!
UPDATE: We JUSt learnt he can get up without the box!
Latest Project
My latest stained glass venture.
This only (you heard me, ONLY) took 7 hours.
This is the glass just after it is cut, obviously.
Then you need to clean the glass and wrap foil around each piece. The copper foil makes it so the solder will “stick” to the glass.
Then it needs flux, and the solder can go on.
It is silver when it first goes on so you put Patina on it to make it turn black.
I’m going to do quite a few of these as practice. Each face is only a little bigger than my hand (I have small hands) so it’s an easy project to get some experience in with. It also look’s fantastic just hanging on the wall, even without the sun going through it.
Just a quick note to let my mother know this is NOT for her. This is NOT the thing I will be bringing to give you…just so you know.
This isn’t “it”…seriously. It’s not.
I don't know what's wrong with me!?
To start this entry, I first must tell you that I am not easily spooked. I grew up watching Freddy and the Candy Man. I LOVED horror movies. I played “Murder in the Dark” with my best friends, in the dark. I’ve been bush walking AT NIGHT time, without a torch. Last month I was reading a book about serial killer’s, just before bed time. And last year my friend and I laughed so hard we pee’d our pant’s because a horror movie we were watching made both of our husbands jump…one of them even swearing! To really sum it all up, let’s just say I’m a hard ass biotch.
This week we’ve been introduced to some pretty freaky clips on YOUTUBE. Clips that have completely changed the way I feel in the dark. I was really OK with what we saw last night, until my friend, who shall remain unnamed because she is a grown woman scared of the dark…said “I am not scared OF the dark, I am scared of what’s IN the dark”
That made a lot of sense to me. I’m terrified of swimming in the ocean when I can’t see the bottom. Not that I am scared of the ocean, I am scared of what’s IN the ocean. The stuff I can’t see, that my mind kindly makes up for me.
So last night we came home and put Jaxon to bed. While I was on the toilet…ahhhhhhh shit…I’m sorry. I had to say that. I WAS on the toilet and the toilet happens to be in the room next to Jaxon’s room.
So as I was saying. I was on the toilet and I heard a bang in Jaxon’s room. I REALLY did hear it, I am sure. And so did Jaxon, because he woke up screaming his head off.
So we calmed him down and got him to go back to sleep and went to bed ourselves. We now have a baby monitor since his room is much further away from ours and we couldn’t hear him until he got to “melting point” Through the monitor we could hear “tapping” like his blinds were banging on the wall…except the window was closed and no breeze was about. Jaxon once again woke up and we gave up trying. I brought him up to sit with Daddy and I in bed while he was awake and still we heard bumping noises in his room.
At this point, Tim doesn’t know how freaked out I am. He sends me down there ALONE to put Jaxon back to sleep. And the lights were off. And I WAS SCARED!
Needless to say, that baseball bat that we somehow acquired way back when we first met (who plays baseball anyway?) is now in the bedroom next to my bed. And I’ve made Tim install a lock on the back door…not only because of the freaky alien clips and scary shit we’ve been watching but because a new friend of mine once woke up to noises and found a drunk man hiding under her 3 month old’s cot while they all slept!
So here are the clips I am referring to. YOU can watch them and then leave comments blaming me for you being scared of the dark too!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IuMCkMe1JOU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnH9OJP6FTk
This next one is actually pretty cool…try and figure it out, because we couldn’t see a way that it could happen!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSLBtm__aKw
Watch this one closely, so you get MY full experience.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wz1W_omigwg&feature=related
But now, I am sad to say…I must go to bed. Because Tim just went to bed and left me in a freakin dark room!!!
I don’t know what’s wrong with me!?
To start this entry, I first must tell you that I am not easily spooked. I grew up watching Freddy and the Candy Man. I LOVED horror movies. I played “Murder in the Dark” with my best friends, in the dark. I’ve been bush walking AT NIGHT time, without a torch. Last month I was reading a book about serial killer’s, just before bed time. And last year my friend and I laughed so hard we pee’d our pant’s because a horror movie we were watching made both of our husbands jump…one of them even swearing! To really sum it all up, let’s just say I’m a hard ass biotch.
This week we’ve been introduced to some pretty freaky clips on YOUTUBE. Clips that have completely changed the way I feel in the dark. I was really OK with what we saw last night, until my friend, who shall remain unnamed because she is a grown woman scared of the dark…said “I am not scared OF the dark, I am scared of what’s IN the dark”
That made a lot of sense to me. I’m terrified of swimming in the ocean when I can’t see the bottom. Not that I am scared of the ocean, I am scared of what’s IN the ocean. The stuff I can’t see, that my mind kindly makes up for me.
So last night we came home and put Jaxon to bed. While I was on the toilet…ahhhhhhh shit…I’m sorry. I had to say that. I WAS on the toilet and the toilet happens to be in the room next to Jaxon’s room.
So as I was saying. I was on the toilet and I heard a bang in Jaxon’s room. I REALLY did hear it, I am sure. And so did Jaxon, because he woke up screaming his head off.
So we calmed him down and got him to go back to sleep and went to bed ourselves. We now have a baby monitor since his room is much further away from ours and we couldn’t hear him until he got to “melting point” Through the monitor we could hear “tapping” like his blinds were banging on the wall…except the window was closed and no breeze was about. Jaxon once again woke up and we gave up trying. I brought him up to sit with Daddy and I in bed while he was awake and still we heard bumping noises in his room.
At this point, Tim doesn’t know how freaked out I am. He sends me down there ALONE to put Jaxon back to sleep. And the lights were off. And I WAS SCARED!
Needless to say, that baseball bat that we somehow acquired way back when we first met (who plays baseball anyway?) is now in the bedroom next to my bed. And I’ve made Tim install a lock on the back door…not only because of the freaky alien clips and scary shit we’ve been watching but because a new friend of mine once woke up to noises and found a drunk man hiding under her 3 month old’s cot while they all slept!
So here are the clips I am referring to. YOU can watch them and then leave comments blaming me for you being scared of the dark too!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IuMCkMe1JOU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XnH9OJP6FTk
This next one is actually pretty cool…try and figure it out, because we couldn’t see a way that it could happen!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSLBtm__aKw
Watch this one closely, so you get MY full experience.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wz1W_omigwg&feature=related
But now, I am sad to say…I must go to bed. Because Tim just went to bed and left me in a freakin dark room!!!
Seriously Mum, your cooking sucks!
The many faces of Jaxon…
“Muuum, it’s 6am in the morning! Leave me alone!”
“You’re sh!tting me right?”AKA his Jack Nicholson look!
“Oh come on, pull the other one”
Again with the Jack look!
“Now listen here son, I don’t want to have to say this again…”I have a hilariously funny video clip to go with this but I need time to edit it! It’s coming, I promise!
Letting Go – A Mother's Journey
STEP ONE: Recognition
In less than two months we expect Jaxon will be enrolled in day care for two days a week.
At first, this excited me. YAY! Me time I would say. A time when I could vacuum the entire house all in one big hit, and not have to worry about Jaxon crying in his cot for the noise, or chasing the vacuum cleaner screaming at it to not eat me. A time when I could just be me again, and perhaps find a part of me that is gone for the moment. The part of me that KNOWS how to spend some time alone.
But then it hit me that this would mean Jaxon was in the care of other people. That he would be one of many children needing attention. And that he might not always be the child getting attention.
Not that I give him 100% of my time or attention during the day, there is always house work that can’t be left for another day. But he get’s all of me when we’re together and playing. If he’s upset I’m on it, if he’s hungry I’m on it. If he is smiling and laughing and having a good time, I’m there and I see it.
I just didn’t think I would be one of those “My baby is growing up” kind of mother’s you know? I thought I was looking forward to it (I’m sure some part of me really is) but I am dreading the day when I have to walk in to a strange building and leave Jaxon with strange people and then WALK AWAY.
What is todays recognition, I hear you all screaming at your screens???
There are going to be TEARS! I know they’re going to be in my throat as I walk in the door, and in my eyes when I walk out. Sadly, Jaxon is stuck in that lovely “Mum? what Mum?” stage and I doubt he’ll notice I am gone for quite a few hours.
I DO look forward to that smile I hear other working Mum’s talk about. And the hug! I can’t wait for the hug! Oh look, I’m confusing myself. I don’t know if I want this next couple of months to go by quickly so I can get some me time, or if I want it to drag on so I can enjoy the time I have with Jaxon all to myself. Before he goes to highschool.
I need a hug!
Letting Go – A Mother’s Journey
STEP ONE: Recognition
In less than two months we expect Jaxon will be enrolled in day care for two days a week.
At first, this excited me. YAY! Me time I would say. A time when I could vacuum the entire house all in one big hit, and not have to worry about Jaxon crying in his cot for the noise, or chasing the vacuum cleaner screaming at it to not eat me. A time when I could just be me again, and perhaps find a part of me that is gone for the moment. The part of me that KNOWS how to spend some time alone.
But then it hit me that this would mean Jaxon was in the care of other people. That he would be one of many children needing attention. And that he might not always be the child getting attention.
Not that I give him 100% of my time or attention during the day, there is always house work that can’t be left for another day. But he get’s all of me when we’re together and playing. If he’s upset I’m on it, if he’s hungry I’m on it. If he is smiling and laughing and having a good time, I’m there and I see it.
I just didn’t think I would be one of those “My baby is growing up” kind of mother’s you know? I thought I was looking forward to it (I’m sure some part of me really is) but I am dreading the day when I have to walk in to a strange building and leave Jaxon with strange people and then WALK AWAY.
What is todays recognition, I hear you all screaming at your screens???
There are going to be TEARS! I know they’re going to be in my throat as I walk in the door, and in my eyes when I walk out. Sadly, Jaxon is stuck in that lovely “Mum? what Mum?” stage and I doubt he’ll notice I am gone for quite a few hours.
I DO look forward to that smile I hear other working Mum’s talk about. And the hug! I can’t wait for the hug! Oh look, I’m confusing myself. I don’t know if I want this next couple of months to go by quickly so I can get some me time, or if I want it to drag on so I can enjoy the time I have with Jaxon all to myself. Before he goes to highschool.
I need a hug!
OH F*%K THAT!
A very good friend just told me that it’s been increased to 12,000 steps a day.
What do they think I am? Super Mum???
New toy, problem solved!
I went to the Reject shop today and bought myself a $2 step counter. You know the one’s that you put on your belt and it tells you how many steps you’ve walked??
I put it on just before cooking dinner and it was on through doing dishes, feeding Jaxon and all sorts of other mundane house wifey things. All up, for two hours…800 steps. Not bad right?
Until Tim opened his big mouth and informed me that in order to lose weight, one must walk TEN THOUSAND steps per day.
So I solved this problem. I gave the step counter to Jaxon. He shook the hell out of it and before long I had successfully done 10,000 steps.
I’ll lose weight in not time! EASY!
From Jeannette in South Africa!
Saint V Sinner
This is what Jaxon is going to look like when he want’s something as a teen.
It will be his “I didn’t do it” look and his “I love you” look.
It will be his “Dad, don’t be silly” look and his “Did I do good?” look.
THIS on the other hand…
…is what he’s going to look like when I tell him he’s got to be home by 8pm,
EVEN if his mates can go home whenever they like!
It will be the look he makes when his parent’s tell him that sex isn’t just something you read about it books. This is the face we will see when we say to him…WE HAVE SEX TOO!
This is the face we will see when we tell him, yes…we’re serious…you are GROUNDED young man!
Happy Easter Mum and Dad!
14 Months
So it’s Easter Monday…but that doesn’t matter.
Jaxon gave us a pretty impressive present! This is today, his first steps…even if they are assisted!
While I am here.
It seems like I do a lot of bitching around here. It could be true.
I’d just like to take this opportunity to say that a very special little boy and his mother made me see something very important. They’ve made me see that no matter how many physio appointment’s I have to go to, no matter how many days and hour’s I have to put Jaxon’s shoes on, no matter how many nights he stays up crying because of his non existant teeth and no matter how many time’s he refuses to eat my food…that I am still one very VERY lucky Mumma to have him.
None of that stuff matters. The stuff that annoy’s and upsets me. Because Jaxon is alive and is going to be here tomorrow, bung arm, crooked neck, club foot and all. I can not express how deeply I have been affected by Joshua and his mother. I feel like the luckiest person in the world simply because Jaxon is here and is crying and is having phsyio. They have shown me that no matter what, I am lucky. I am so lucky.
It doesn’t seem the right thing to thank them. But if I could and I could justify it, I would. Perhaps I could just say thank you, for sharing your journey with me no matter how painful it was. Thank you for your honesty and for letting me see your pain and your strength. Thank you for showing me that what I go through as a mother on a daily basis is all very simple and short lasting.
Thank you for opening my very closed eyes. And thank you for opening up my heart to the very special little man that I was sometime’s looking past because of the way his life was affecting me.
Most importantly, thank you for giving me my son.
You can read Joshua’s and Susie’s story here.
Progress!!!
For anyone that has known us since Jaxon and I went to Riverton, you’ll know that he has a bracheal plexis in his right arm. As well as torticollis in his neck. Basically during our c-section the doctor had to pull quite hard on his little body to get him out. They pulled the nerve’s in that arm and he was 3 months old before anyone noticed that he wasn’t using it.
(His neck came about because he was breach and grew with his head facing one way and his neck muscles grew short so he can’t turn his head properly)
At that time we thought he may even have a mild form of palsy, luckily…this shows that he does not. We do physio twice a week at a place down at the local primary school…and physio up at the hospital every two weeks.
I’ve seen some minor progress over the past months but was THRILLED to see how he uses his arm in this little clip. It’s so good to see that my hard work as a mother, taking him to and from physio and doing the nasty “Mummy you’re hurting me” stretches at home are finally paying off.
Here is a MILD clip of what we have to do to Jaxon each day. We’re meant to do these THREE times a day but only do it once. We’re also meant to do ten reps, but don’t.
It’s just SO hard to have him cry like this because of something we’re doing to him. It’s even harder if I have to do it alone and it’s all me doing the hurting. This is actually very mild as I said, he’s normally much more upset than this.
I’d just like to say to Jaxon’s physio…who would be very disappointed in me for not doing them all the time like she wants me too…that I’ll wait until SHE has kids, and until SHE has to inflict this sort of pain on her own child. And to have her own child look into her eyes and be saying “you’re hurting me Mummy” And then and only then can she judge me the way she does now. Oops, sorry. Can you tell I’ve had enough of physio’s telling me what I have to do and saying “I understand it’s hard, but you HAVE to do it”??? when they don’t have kids and don’t have to go through this on a daily basis?
Heading for disaster????
This is Jaxon’s new trick. He loves this box, and appears to LOVE music!
You can hear me in the back ground (singing and humming unfortunately) just waiting for tears and a sore head! But we got lucky.
Watch out for MB!
A step backward, to go forward
When I tell people that I am teaching myself how to make things from glass more often than not the first thing they say is “Oh I would love to do that, is it hard?”
The answer to this question is no. It’s not technically hard. We bought some “how to” books to teach us how to actually cut the glass and then put it together, in a way that resembled some sort of art.
What it is is very expensive. The start up costs were amazing (don’t ask) The material is outrageous! Why a single income family decided to chose stained glass as a hobby, I don’t know.
So the last time we went to the glass shop we bought 2 small sheets of yellow glass to make my sunflower project. Once I finished the larger of the two sunflower’s, we then found that the second sheet of yellow glass was completey different to the first. And I didn’t like that idea. Tim kept telling me it would be ok. Just make the second flower out of the different glass he said. But I can’t do that. Because sunflower’s are all the same. They don’t differ in their intensity of yellow.
So my glass sat there for weeks, because I’d technically run out of glass to keep going. And we can’t go to the glass shop again because we’re saving for other more important things.
This is what I have done, to get some sort of satisfaction out of this hobby. I have made the big flower, which was already completed…into a suncatcher. It was annoying me to not be able to keep going and also to not have something to show for the work I had already done.
That’s it just there. It is not the best project I have done. As in I like the mirror concept more than anything. But it IS the best work I have done in terms of technique. The line’s are clean and smooth like the professional one’s I compare my work to all the time.
Now to find another project, or hobby.
Why I didn’t just take up tobacco spitting as a sport or something I don’t know.
Jaxon's room!
As promised, here are some photo’s of Jaxon’s new room. Tim and I fixed it up over the Christmas period.
This room started off being dull. We decided on bright.
Very bright!!!!!!!!!
We actually had our bedroom painted in these exact same colours when we first got together. When I met Tim he had the pink (gay I know, but you know…someone has to hold the closet door shut!) and I went and got the blue. To top it all off we had great big black cow spots on the roof!! (if you’re lucky I might find a photo of THAT room, it was ultra cool!)
I asked Mum (since she owns this house) if I could do that here too. I wont repeat what she said, but needless to say…the ceiling stays WHITE!
Tim made this plane book shelf. I’m very proud of this, the propellor actually spins and so do the wheel’s. It’s three-d! I have to take some credit for it too…I am sure I held my fare share of wood while he cut it up, and I put the final layer of paint (out of three) on it!
I’d forget my head if it wasn’t screwed on! On the top shelf of the plane, to the right (near the monitor) is a little Birthday teddy bear. Well, Mary Beth sent that over for Jaxon’s first birthday, along with some Chex Mix for Tim and chocolate covered pretzel’s for me! Thanks MB!
This is his nappy clown. Pretty scary if you ask me. This was one of my first baby purchases! I got it on ebay for $3.50!
This is his hot air balloon light shade. I also got this off the internet, it’s very cool!
This is new. I got it last week. It’s meant to be for toy’s but I keep Jaxon’s dirty clothes in it! I hope you can see it’s a frog, and not just some green blob thing that happen’s to look funky!
And this is Jaxon as I find him just after his nap. That puppy dog behind him is how I know he’s awake. It talks and sings so he wakes up and starts to play with it. I hear that, but not him! That duck, which is hard to see, sings “singing in the rain” and we play that to him before night time sleeps. And the Make a Wish lion/bear thing was the first little bear that his Nanny bought him when she first came to meet him when he was born. He loves his lion/bear!
Jaxon’s room!
As promised, here are some photo’s of Jaxon’s new room. Tim and I fixed it up over the Christmas period.
This room started off being dull. We decided on bright.
Very bright!!!!!!!!!
We actually had our bedroom painted in these exact same colours when we first got together. When I met Tim he had the pink (gay I know, but you know…someone has to hold the closet door shut!) and I went and got the blue. To top it all off we had great big black cow spots on the roof!! (if you’re lucky I might find a photo of THAT room, it was ultra cool!)
I asked Mum (since she owns this house) if I could do that here too. I wont repeat what she said, but needless to say…the ceiling stays WHITE!
Tim made this plane book shelf. I’m very proud of this, the propellor actually spins and so do the wheel’s. It’s three-d! I have to take some credit for it too…I am sure I held my fare share of wood while he cut it up, and I put the final layer of paint (out of three) on it!
I’d forget my head if it wasn’t screwed on! On the top shelf of the plane, to the right (near the monitor) is a little Birthday teddy bear. Well, Mary Beth sent that over for Jaxon’s first birthday, along with some Chex Mix for Tim and chocolate covered pretzel’s for me! Thanks MB!
This is his nappy clown. Pretty scary if you ask me. This was one of my first baby purchases! I got it on ebay for $3.50!
This is his hot air balloon light shade. I also got this off the internet, it’s very cool!
This is new. I got it last week. It’s meant to be for toy’s but I keep Jaxon’s dirty clothes in it! I hope you can see it’s a frog, and not just some green blob thing that happen’s to look funky!
And this is Jaxon as I find him just after his nap. That puppy dog behind him is how I know he’s awake. It talks and sings so he wakes up and starts to play with it. I hear that, but not him! That duck, which is hard to see, sings “singing in the rain” and we play that to him before night time sleeps. And the Make a Wish lion/bear thing was the first little bear that his Nanny bought him when she first came to meet him when he was born. He loves his lion/bear!
Just for Nanny and Poppy
A FLASH BACK!
This is Jaxon at about two months old. I was desperately trying to get him to say hello. Back then that’s all I was doing. Trying to get footage of him kooing for his grandparents.
Well, I just found this clip, so I haven’t seen it since it was put away on file. I am just SO SO SO glad I have it. Tim, Jaxon and I were having such a rough trot way back then that even though we appreciated that we HAD a baby, I don’t think we appreciated how adorable he was! Now I look back and just watch in amazement, because I don’t remember those time’s much anymore.
I’m glad I have these, because without them I have no really good memories of him being this young. I feel like I didn’t fully appreciate what a miracle he was (you know, IS)
Tim’s Hobby
There’s a funny looking skeleton thing growing in our spare room.
Tim assures me that it wont always look this scary. And I was relieved when he told me that it is not going to take up the entire ceiling section in Jaxon’s room like he originally planned.
I’d just like to take a moment to thank my father in law. For giving Tim the idea to make TWO plane’s that will take up all of that space in Jaxon’s room…instead of just one.
That was a great idea.
THANKS!
My Bestest Ever Friend
Jaxon and Dude
Dude is Jaxon’s best friend. And Jaxon, I would say…is Dude’s best friend. Someone once told me, when I was concerned about having a Great Dane AND a child together, that if the house went silent all I had to do was look for the dogs. When I found the dogs I would find the baby…doing something they shouldn’t be!
Well I think I’ll be looking for the cat. Because where Dude is Jaxon is, or should I say where Jaxon is Dude is?? I don’t know. But they’re always together. Dude sits at my feet as I change Jaxon’s nappy. He sits under Jaxon waiting for food when he is eating (and Jaxon obliges!) If I didn’t close Jaxon’s door when he was sleeping, Dude would sleep with him.
Really, I can’t put enough words to this to make you understand just how good these two are with each other! But here’s a few pics of them playing, and a clip of them playing tug of war.
I’m sorry Mum
I’m sorry for all of the pea’s, bean’s and pumpkin I refused to eat for years.
I’m sorry for hiding zucchini in my socks and throwing it over the fence. I’m also sorry that some time’s I missed some of it and it ended up in the washing machine.
I’m sorry that I hid spinich under the couch, and for the smell that it must have created.
I’m sorry about the Lima beans, the choko and the asparagus…but you don’t want to know what I did to those.
I’m sorry that I fed your stew to Bitsy. And your veggies burger’s. And your funny looking yellow rice stuff.
I’m sorry that I sat, and sat and sat at the dining room table, until my food had gone cold and soggy and you no longer had the heart to make me eat it.
I’m sorry for sneaking in to the pantry very late on those same nights, to eat biscuits and chips because I was hungry. I also happen to be sorry that on those nights when I got caught, I couldn’t help myself from laughing at you as you lectured me about respecting the hard work and effort you put in to my meals, and how much it hurt you that I wouldn’t just try something new.
And, last but not least.
I am sorry that Dad and I refused point blank, to eat your kangaroo stew thing that smelt like shit. And furthermore, I’m sorry that we threw it on the garden in the back yard and gave it a proper burial, cross included.
I’m sorry for all of this, because now your Grandson, as sweet as he can be…is doing the exact same thing to me. He is refusing almost everything I try to feed him. He apparently doesn’t like my cooking. And I am SO frustrated by his lack of interest in my food. It makes me SO angry when I try so hard to make something that he will enjoy, and eat. It makes me so mad when I spend hours sometimes preparing his meal’s…only to have him say “NO, I don’t want it!”
So Mum, I’m sorry. I promise, I will never ever do it again. Unless you cook the kangaroo again. I will never eat that.
Sorry!