Updatey goodness
So, it's been a while. Given all that's happened in the past two weeks, I've updated Facebook - a lot - but have forgotten all about LJ.
- Well, first things first. My baby is 6 today!!!!!!!!! No no, I don't do the birthday thing, but still. 6! He's not a baby anymore. Okay, I said that when he turned 3 and 4 and 5, but I'm sure that I'll mean it this year. Hmmm, it's 3.30 in the morning of the day he turns 6 and he's just come to me with a bad dream. Maybe he is still a baby. For one more year. Connor just amazes me. Really, he shouldn't be here. With everything Lee went through losing Sharon he did not want to risk me to a pregnancy. But I nagged and I nagged and I nagged (I'm very good at nagging) and finally he gave in. Then we went to Albany for a weekender. We had such a great time with the touring and the spa and the dinners out and I found myself changing my mind. A baby would really cramp our still-new relationship. So, we discussed it again and I admitted that I really didn't want to have another baby, that I wasn't in a good place physically or emotionally and that I'd like us to stop trying. Little did I know that by the end of that weekend it was already too late...
Yes, it has been hard work. Connor's had two bouts of eye surgery, and he refused to sleep through the night until he was 2 (not that he really sleeps through now. Most nights have at least one 'bad dream' that involves getting into our bed) plus we had those early 3 4 5 years of hyper-activity when he just wouldn't stop moving.. But cramp our relationship? No. All couples have their problems but Connor is most definitely not one of them. He is our joy and our wonder and I feel blessed to be his mother each and every day.
The Ginger Ninja
Love is: me and my boy
- And talking of babies. We have Luc! Luc Aden Jeremy Triffitt was born 11/11/10 at 10.59 pm. Now, for some of you that's called Armistace/Rememberance Day but for us it's called Lee's birthday. Yes, he was born on his Grand-dad's 40th birthday. Georgie was in the middle of making raspberry tarts for dessert when it became obvious that she was uncomfortable. I took her to hospital and six apparently easy hours later the boy was born. I got to be thre for the whole thing and even managed to watch him come out. It was the most brilliant thing ever. I could go on and on and on about it (and I have) but for now I'll tell you this much. I love that boy. He is my grandson, no matter what biology says.
Georgie, Aiden and Luc minutes after the birth
The kids
I am so proud of Aiden and Georgie. They are amazing parents. They get a lot of strange looks because of their age, but no one can fault what they do. Georgie has managed to balance being a mum with exams while Aiden has sat at the school everyday looking after Luc while they wait for Georgie. The school has juggled G's timetable so she's only had one exam per day and they let her leave the exam to feed Luc when the bottles have run out. They are brilliant.
I'm also immensely proud of Lee. Despite initial reservations about the pregnant Georgie's impact on our family, he has shown himself to be physically and emotionally supportive of her and the baby. He can get Luc to sleep within seconds when the rest of us are ready to give up on him ever going down. He is calm and patient and loving and you can see he really does love Luc.
- Onto Aiden. My baby has graduated high school! After a rather tumultuous year he didn't achieve the marks he needed to get into the course he wants to do at uni, but I'm okay with that. For now. No, scratch that. I am really worried. He is so smart and should be doing the science that he wants to do. I myself know that once you have a baby, it becomes a lot harder to complete uni. I'm on my second attempt and just had to defer due to the bronchitis that hit our family at the beginning of the semester. I worry that he'll fall into some low grade office job and get stuck there forever. I just have to keep plugging at Aiden to make sure he becomes the best he can be. Or else advise him to be the stay-at-home parent while Georgie studies and becomes the professional.
It's a bit dark, but it's a picture of Aiden carrying an upset Connor in his jumper like a joey in a pouch. I saw him do this and thought 'Yep, he's going ot be a good dad.')
- And finally, Nano. I hit the 45000 word mark yesterday and only have to write about 900 per day to finish. I'll be done by tomorrow night. Yay me.
- Actually, no. One more thing about my amazing husband. Lee has had the busiest month. Not only has he acted as Municipal Liaison for Rockingham/Mandurah during Nano (during which time he organised 3 Nano cafes where we got to write, listen to guest speakers talk about writing and have lunch with other Wrimos), he also organised the Rod Garlett exhibition (winner of last year's Nyoongah Arts Award) plus organise this year's Nyoongah Arts award. Plus he's writing a short-story writing course for a writer's centre (I'm not sure if I'm allowed to talk about it and he's asleep so I can't ask, so ssshhhh!) :) And he's become a grand-dad. This November will stand out as one of the busiest and most rewarding ever. Life, for Lee, really did begin at 40.
The rites of passage. Lee teaching Aiden to change a nappy. And this was one of those first day yukky black ones. Eeeww! And they both still do it. No, not together.
And now, I'm off to make Green Apple and Brie muffins for breakfast. This is mainly for Lee's sake, to celebrate a day off during an otherwise event-filled month. Go me!