What am I proud of for 2009?

2009 has been quite a year for us Scurr folk. It started with me being pregnant with the Mealie Bug - I was just over half way when the new year dawned. Exciting times...? Not!

For those of you who don't know me, I actually suffer from clinical depression when I am pregnant. It happened all three times. A chemical reaction to my hormones, the doctors all told me. All I knew was that it was hell. For this pregnancy I was extremely ill - I was on a concoction of two different antidepressants AND a mood stabiliser. This combination had me putting on around a kilogram each week. I was bigger then I have ever been in my life and put on over twice the weight I had with the boys.

And what's more, it wasn't working.

We somehow survived until her birth. Counting down the weeks, days and hours until her scheduled caesar at 38 weeks. I received special permission to have her early AND to have my tubes tied. I know that my family, marriage and most importantly ME wouldn't survive another pregnancy.

So what am I proud of?

I am proud to say that once again I have made a full recovery! Once the hormones were out of my system I was back to normal. AND I have lost most of the weight I gained to be about 3 kilos heavier then my pre-pregnancy weight (for all three kidlets).

I still have a hard time with my jiggly belly that I never had after the boys, but I am learning to love (??) my new shape and not expect to be the same size I was in my teens.

So what are YOU proud of?

Food, glorious food!

I like to serve up gruel here. It works out alright because the Mealie Bug seems to like it. So much so, that when I turn my back, this is what happens!

 

 

 

 

 

 

A few last minute things...

I have discovered that Aphid #1 and Aphid #2 seem to be getting bigger. I am entirely unsure when this actually happens since I haven't noticed a difference from one day to the next, however their clothes seem to be getting smaller.

Perhaps it is my lack of talent at washing since my clothes seem to be getting smaller too...?

Anywho, I purchased a few new things for them for their stockings, and last night I had the opportunity to ignore my mummy duties and lock myself away. Here is what I came up with...

A monster shirt for each Aphid.

A rocket and robot singlet for each Aphid.

And a birdie singlet for the Mealie Bug!

♥♥♥ I am in lurve!!! ♥♥♥

Giveaway!!!

One of my besties, Swift Jan is giving away the clip I wanted so badly.

*stamps foot*

Methinks it will assimilate into my collection nicely...

The latest..

Yesterday was family Christmas day number one. It was such a lovely and relaxed day. We ate alfresco, nibbled entirely too much naughty foods and sent the menfolk to work while us ladies enjoyed our leisure.

This was the product of their handywork, as modelled by Aphid # 1 early this morning before breakfast. Notice him getting around in his singlet and undies only. This is the most prominent view in our house in summer. Rivalled only by the undies only. It makes laundry a breeze!

The background also shows the little tree house (sans the tree) that the husband built for them too.

This was was me and my lovely (not so) little niece contributed to the celebrations. I wanted to take more photos, but the batteries rudely died on the DSLR after taking this snap. It's distroyed now.

And last, but not least, my latest project ticked off the list. I even hand embroidered the names. Please don't look to closely at them though, because I'm rubbish at it!

Now I only have the tree skirt to make. Yeh, I've left it a little late!

I refuse to take photos

Right now I'm revolted.

Utterly aghast.

A few weeks ago I had a dear friend over and we both heard something chomping, gnawing if you will, in the kitchen. I checked, and it wasn't Maxi-cat. It WAS however, an illusive litte rodent. I choose to think of it as a tailed Guinea Pig. I like guineas. Had many as pets and hand raised them from teeny little fellas. So cute! (Especially the ones with a cow lick!)

Anywho, I disgussed the problem with the husband of the family who promptly went to Bunnings to purchase a plethora of poisons and traps and who knows what else. He laid them with care, washed his hands multiple times and we breathed a sign of relief.

It's now dead.

D E A D

Do you know how I know?

The smell. Somewhere in the kitchen, taking over the whole house. 

We looked last night. Pulled the oven, the dishwasher, and all the pots and pans out. It HAD to be in that area. After hours of searching we gave up and had dinner.

This morning I was rudely awake at the butt-crack of dawn thanks to the critters, so I put the time to good use. It took several more hours but it is now found. NOT in the side we thought it was.

So now the poor husband has to clean up the giant mess made by cutting holes in cupboards. I fear another expensive trip to Bunnings will be made, but I don't care because the smell is G O N E ! Praise the Lord!

Oh, and this tailed Guinea Pig wasn't so cute. It was of the R variety. ICK!

They grow up so fast...

I thought I might do a bit of an update on the family.

Last week Aphid #1 graduated from kindy. He received his Diploma and a Degree in *The Quiet Achiever*. I am terribly proud!

The Bug decided to be terribly cute. It is rare... (not!)

We did some tree decorating.

A little trippy train riding...

and an aweful lot of baby attacking.

Finally. A visit to that Jolly Old Fella...

We've had quite a busy past couple of weeks, but hopefully things will calm down significantly now. Yeh right! It's Christmas!!!!