Home

Well the kids and I are all home, after a great holiday to Tas. Everything went brilliantly, and this was the first trip that I wasn't crying on the phone to Duane and wanting to come home early. I could easily have stayed another week and still not have had a scrap of homesickness.


The kids were perfect angels the whole time, I only wanted to donate the big one to charity for about 5 minutes. Peak time in Sydney airport with 2 energetic kids and lots of energetic is a recipe for disaster!

We got home to an immaculately clean house at about 10pm Sunday night. Only stayed clean enough for us all to dump our luggage and spread out the paraphernalia that comes with having kids. Soon enough the house had that "lived in" look again and poor Duane looked slightly peeved that all his hard work was being trashed. It was a quick change into Pj's and straight to bed for a very exhausted Mummy & 2 kiddies.

It's been a busy few days. I had a dentist appointment on Wednesday and am now the proud owner of a gigantic whole where my molar once was. I'd been having trouble with the gum getting infected all the time, but at my last trip to the dentist she thought that it was just an infection in the tooth and if that cleared up the molar could be saved. Well she did a temporary filling, but still the gum kept getting infected so there was no use even attempting the permanent filling, so out it came yesterday.

I was all brave going by myself, practicing my calm breathing as he approached with a gigantic needle. The needle stung a little, but it was the 10 minutes of dragging on the tooth to extract it that caused the most pain. He had the tooth by the pliers and was pulling it from side to side to loosen it, but the problem was the metal from the pliers was causing friction on my lips and burning them. Not a pleasant feeling, but one I just had to put up with until the tooth gave way and came out.

Finally after what seemed like forever, the huge molar came free. It was enormous, with such deep, long roots. The anaesthetic was kind to me for an hour or so, but then the aching started. I just came home, shoved my mouth full of gauze and went to sleep. The adrenaline in the needles leaves me shaky and exhausted and not capable of doing anything but lay around feeling sorry for myself. It ached all night and all the next day, not to mention the disgusting feeling of swallowing blood and having a gross infection taste permanently in my mouth. It was pulled on Wednesday, it's now Friday and still aching all day. The gaping big hole is just revolting, everything I eat gets stuck in it and I am constantly having to flush it out.

Another big thing happened this week that was very exciting. I got to listen to Sarah J Buckley speak at a Friends of The Birth Centre meeting. She came down to talk to us about birth, focusing mainly on the important roles that hormones play. She's amazing and so knowledgeable on birth, breastfeeding and babies, it was awesome listening to her. I was slightly tragic and got her to sign my copy of her book (Big W $18.43, BARGAIN!).

Oh, and I almost forgot THE MOST exciting thing that happened this week. My friend Trudy has asked me to be a support person at her birth at the end of July! Trude was at Xav's birth being my very own paparazzi and capturing every moment perfectly. She's also having her little boy at the BC, and with the same midwife that I had. I am just so thrilled that I get to share in the journey of birth again, the experience of welcoming a new baby is just the best.

I have 2 posts that I am frantically trying to finish - Lucienne's birth & our trip to Tas, so I best get back to them!