Awww poor Lucy

She just fell asleep in the shower.

Lay down in the bath (yes, one of those horrible bath/shower contraptions), on her tummy, put her head down, and went to sleep.

But now she seems quite chipper!

Still coughing, less puking...

9 Hospital visits in 3 years.

We just got home.
From PMH (Princess Margaret Hospital for children).

Lucy has croup. That cough that sounds like a seals bark, and she was having coughing fits so bad she was vomiting :-(

We got to the hospital at 7 (bedtime) and left at 10.30.
She fell asleep in the car on the way home.

I was the only parent on my own. All the kids had families with them - Lucy had just me.
So I sms'd her dad and told him what was happening, but he had already been drinking and couldn't drive (Irish!!)

So it was still just Lucy and I.

We coped though, and to be honest we had fun. She was fine in between coughing spasms, so she was running around sharing out the toys and colouring stuff for all the sick kids. She was really polite, and let the nurses and docs shove crap in her eyes, mouth, poke her belly - the lot. She was my little angel :-)

She had to have steriods to decrease the swelling in her throat, so she could breathe and stop rasping and wheezing. And she just took it!! This is the kid who I have to bribe for 10 mins before taking 2mL of baby panodol!!

On our way out one of the nurses pointed to another and said "Aww look at that girl - isn't she cute!!" And they all agreed :-)

I suppose it was because as we were leaving Lucy was saying thank you and goodbye to EVERYONE!! :P

So there we are. The ninth hospital visit in her short three years...
She has been in for:
Birth
Gastro
Bronchiolitis
pnuemonia
near miss SIDs (that was a few visits...)
Alcohol poisoning (she drank a bottle of aftershave that was behind a high cupboard with a baby lock on - and I was like four steps behind her, she sculled it)
And now croup.

I am hoping that this all builds up and when she is an adult she will have had everything - she will be the healthiest woman out there!

Lights, Camera, Action!!

Yup.
I just got home from the Wiggles Perth Concert.

Freakin Awesome!!

Gotta love those gangly blokes prancing around the stage like popstars :P

They put on a great show to - they danced up the aisles so all the kids could see them, and they had a Very Special Guest - Santa.

And in the interest of health and fitness, Santa had to run up and down the stairs saying hello to people!! Poor Santa!!

All the kids were dancing, most of us 'grown-ups' were dancing - it was really fun :-)

I thought that Lucy would just sit it out like usual - she didn't dance to her favourites Hi-5 earlier in the year...

But she grooved her little ass off!! She had a ball!!!

She kept saying "I like dat song mommy!!"

Her favourites were the teddy bears dancing around the garden and tickling you under there....

My favourite was Captain Feathersword, because he was the biggest dork EVER!!
He also had cool rollershoes...

Oh and since 12 o'clock I have had the following in my head:

"Fruit salad...
Yummy, yummy....
Fruit salad...
Yummy, yummy...."

Repeat. Often. Such is the joy of childrens music!!

Kudos to Greg (yellow sick retired wiggle) xx you had a good run :P

Out of the mouths of babes

Ugh...
Lucy is back from her dads, as usual cranky and whingey...

She has also been telling me "I FOUR!!"

I said "Oh really?"

And she replied "You Nighty ten!!"

Hmm... I am ninety-ten... I thought I felt old this morning....

Extra Extra! Carrie and Jo are farty bum bums!

Now that I have your attention....

Lucy and her little friend Roo decided that it would be really funny to sing that us mommies are fartybumbums over and over and over and over........

Such a nice tune to eat pizza to... *rolls eyes*

Australians are all Ostriches

Congrats to my friend Adam the new Aussie!!!!

Lucy and I went and watched him have the lobotomy, she was really good, seeing as it was NOT a kids kinda event :-)

As Adam got his certificate, Lucy yelled out "Add ahm!! Add AHm!!"
And then ran over to give him a hug :-D She chickened out though, with all the people watching I think! But she had a few people laughing and smiling at her indulgently.
One guy said she was 'so cute!'


It was pretty cool, they played Advance Australia Fair, and Lucy was in awe!!
Looking around with eyes like dinner plates, grinning her head off. I told her we are Aussies, and we are REALLY lucky to live where we do.


Lucy replied indignantly:



"I no ucky, I a girl."

Bum-bum-head yourself!

Ugh, some days you just have to countdown the hours until bed time..

Louise said to me the other day that being a single mother meant that my highs are higher and my lows are lower, and I really agree with her. Lucy does something special, or uses her manners appropriately, or grabs the undivided attention of a stranger for being golden, and I can think 'I am her mother, I helped to mould her into who she is." So the accomplishment we have we can take sole credit for.

The lows however are something else...

If Lucy is a monster all day I have noone to lean on for support. If she comes back from her dads saying nothing but 'bum-bum-head' I am the one who has to figure out ways of stopping her. If she blocks the toilet I have to unblock it, and try to make her understand that it is really hard to unblock toilets, especially if you stuff the paper in with the toilet brush. At the end of the day there is noone who comes home I can vent to. Noone to distract her while I go to the toilet by myself. I go to a notice board on a US site for solo mommies, and one woman wrote that it was ten years before she could go to the toilet by herself!!

The low at 5 every morning when Tiger comes in bright and cheerful. I can't roll over and mutter "for god's sake, I'm sure it has to be your turn today."

Or when I am sick and she is the one who looks after me.

Or when she is sick and I have to hold her, clean up and change sheets all simultaneously.


I however am incredibly lucky.


Once a fortnight I have a weekend to myself, where I can shower and pee by myself (not in the shower, no matter what Madonna says - it is gross).


Yes, I will get over it, after every rain there will be a rainbow, I know we are just in a low right now, we will get through it, but I guess that is the point of having an online blog thingy - I can have a bitch and a whinge and make everyone blind from reading my awesomely long bloggy-bitch!!
*goes back to unclogging toilet*
**thanks brain for reminding body to pick up more gloves**