November 2007

I Am Going Grey Here.

by Veronica on November 30, 2007

My daughter climbs. Alot.

Today, she climbed up into the pantry and procured herself a bottle of chocolate sauce. Upon finding that the bottle wouldn’t open and that Mummy wouldn’t help, she had a tantrum and was removed from the kitchen.

2 minutes later, she had climbed back into the pantry and found the tomato sauce bottle. She was quite happily drinking the sauce from it.

She climbs up onto the couches and then onto the arms of couches. She tries to climb onto the window sills and complains loudly when I won’t let her.

She climbs up the pantry shelves and climbs up Nathan’s computer desk. She can climb into the computer chair to reach the computer.

If she can’t reach something, she pushes her pram or highchair to where it is and uses them as a step ladder. Her plastic chair is also a much loved step ladder.

The other day, I walked into the kitchen to find her sitting on my table.

I don’t know how she does it.

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I Remember When…

by Veronica on November 30, 2007

in Soapbox

I remember when I used to get up and shower every morning.

I remember when I used to do my hair and makeup and go to work.

I remember not having to start work until 11am, but not getting to knock off until midnight.

I remember lazy Sunday mornings and busy Sunday evenings.

I remember split shifts and quick naps.

I remember prepping, cooking and serving 150 people.

I remember the thrill of planning and prepping platters for functions.

I remember using red bull and caffeine to get through each and every shift.

I remember the withdrawal symptoms when I quit.

I remember being disgusted that my Head Chef was shagging a 15yo upstairs while everyone else worked their asses off.

I remember good natured teasing.

I remember covering for the Apprentice when he showed up at work still high.

I remember getting screamed at the next day for it.

I remember having spare money.

I remember Tuesday nights playing 8-ball and underage drinking.

I remember knock-off mocktails, spiked with vodka when the boss wasn’t looking.

I remember friends and good times and when I had a life outside of my lounge room.

But, I remember when a smile didn’t make me teary.

I remember when a kiss didn’t brighten my day.

I remember it being so much harder and infinitely easier.

I remember who I was before yet, I don’t miss it.

Maybe I would like my breasts back to how they were before though. Maybe.

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Help Me Send B To Japan!

by Veronica on November 29, 2007

in Life

My friend B has been chosen from a set of applicants to go to Japan next year. She is only 13 so it is an amazing thing for her. She has until August to fundraise $1600 for her airfares and a little bit more for spending money (for meals etc).

As you can imagine, she is very excited to have been chosen, but she is a little bit overwhelmed with the amount of money her and her family have to find.

Here is where you come in.

Here is a Paypal donate button. See it? Please let me know if you can’t see it. I am going to ask you, the lovely internets for donations so that we can help send B to Japan.

Comments will be open until Jan 1st, so you have aaaaaages to get your bum over and donate some money or link back etc.

All commenters and links will be given a number and numbers will be drawn using a random number generator.

I am also willing to send the money I would have spent on a prize to a paypal account if you don’t want to share personal information.

UPDATED: To get the pretty bloggy bling to work properly, you have to click to highlight it BELOW the text. The ending bit is missing off the page, but it will work okay as long as you highlight from the bottom, not the end. Does that make sense?

UPDATED AGAIN: I am hoping that I have fixed the problem with the button. All contributions can be sent to my.sleepless.nights@gmail.com via paypal. There are some issues with HTML so please forgive me if this post is a little messy. Damn paypal HTML!

UPDATED A 3RD TIME: My Mum has just written a wonderful post about B and why she is going. Please take some time to go and have a read.

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Dear Lotus…

by Veronica on November 28, 2007

in Life

So you want a love letter hey? And I guess I’d better add some linky love. So to everyone else who isn’t Lotus, you should go and check out her blog. Really, it is work the energy you will expend clicking that link.

Dear Lotus,

You make me laugh so hard, on a regular basis. I love going over to your blog and reading your new stuff because I KNOW I will giggle. Thankyou for that, I need the laugh at times like this when my funny seems to have deserted me (I think it is my lack of adult conversation, I seem to have become socially inept all of a sudden).

This time difference we have going here boggles me, I just worked out that you are 19hrs behind me. Does it bother you that I will get to have Xmas a day before you? Or that I wish you Happy Birthday early?

It annoys me that you live so far away, can you imagine Amy and Braden playing together? Maybe Braden could teach Amy to walk for me (note to Amy. Walk already. Love Mummy).

I am going to remind you that I was the first commenter on your blogspot blog even before you converted your other myspace minions to follow you here. I take a little credit (can I do that?) for covincing you that setting up a blog outside of myspace was totally a good idea. It didn’t take long for everyone else to follow you here (bastards, she’s all mine y’hear?).

Your rankings have gone through the roof lately. You are doing so much better than me, but I’m not jealous. I figure if you are going to be better, then you’d better be miles better and go to number 1 already. Work on that for me okay? Then I can be all proud of you.

You always make time to come and comment here, although I am sure that you have 1000 other blogs to read.

Thankyou for being my bloggy friend.

Love Veronica

PS. You wouldn’t happen to have MSN?

PPS. Lotus has a great competition going at the moment. Head on over and get yourself entered.

This was written in response to this post.

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What Happened At The Doctors.

by Veronica on November 27, 2007

in Life

My doctors appointment was today.

I was a little nervous, as you are when you are going into the GP to consult on things to do with your girly bits. We talked for a while and his first response was to send me home to keep trying on our own for a few more months.

After I reminded him that we had been having regular(ish) unprotected sex since Amy was born (okay since she was 8 wks old) and that I got my periods back 8 weeks after the birth, then he took me little bit more seriously.

Somehow TTC and failing for 13mths, is much worse than TTC and failing for 9mths.

Who knew?

So while we may have not been actively trying for a baby when Amy was 8 weeks old, I distinctly remember being hopeful/scared when I thought I might be pregnant when she was 3 mths old.

So onwards we go.

I have to have a blood test at cycle day 21 to check my progesterone, then he wants to see the both of us as a couple. The whole cycle day 21 thingy has me a bit stumped, because said test is supposed to take place around a week before my period.

As my period is anywhere between 4 and 7 weeks apart, won’t this throw the test results off?

Nathan’s contribution to this whole thing is to think dirty thoughts and find the bottom of a cup attractive. Fun! Or not.

So here begins the myriad of blood tests to find out why we are having trouble. Also have been given instructions to have sex at least every second day. Methinks this doctor doesn’t have kids, or else he wouldn’t give such advice so flippantly.

Maybe I should invest in a turkey baster?

So back to the doctor in a fortnight.

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