Finishing touches

The big boys room has been a WIP for a while. It started as the junk room but when #2 was in utero we (ok, the Mr did the lions share) did a brilliant job of turning it from zero to hero. The wall decals are the final touch. They look amazing. Get yourself some here.

Cut up

All washed and cut up. Ready to join.

Sisterly love

Here are the fabrics that I've chosen for the quilt I'm making for my sister's wedding gift.

Mother love

I've had a week of uncovering some truths about mothering. I am a firm believer that the moment that you think you can start predicting what little ones are going to do - they change their mind. So never count on a two hour sleep because it won't happen ok? But one lovely thing about my experience of mothering is the unspoken connection between a mother and her children. In our ante-natal class, one of the other mothers-to-be said she was a deep sleeper and was worried that she wouldn't hear her baby cry in the middle of the night. I'll never forget what the midwife told her 'Even after the birth, there is an umbilical cord between a mother and her baby. It's just invisible.'
I think this is so true. Often I wake about a minute or two before my little baby wakes in the middle of the night. Today I was driving home from the market and halfway home I just knew that #2 was asleep (very rare - he's not a car lover). I think the atmosphere changes in some way or your instinct tells you something that your eyes will confirm at the next red light.
There have been so many times over the past 2.5 years that the invisible umbilical cord has been there. And hopefully it will keep me connected to my boys forever.

All quiet on the western front

3 boys asleep. I'm ironing and measuring and cutting and folding. And imagining what this quilt will look like when it is pieced.

Little baby elephant

Today I took the boys to the zoo to see the baby elephant. I was thinking that it would be quiet - mid-week and all. WRONG. To quote my dad: every man and his dog was there trying to get a glimpse. We lined up for half an hour and surprisingly #1 was on his best behaviour (probably due to a full lunchbox being trust in his lap) and #2 slept (bless him).
Anyhoo, the queue moved. We made friends with the random people behind us in the queue. I trusted them to hold our spot and look after all my worldly possessions while I took #1 out of the queue for a few minutes to stem his boredom.
The baby was worth the wait. She was super playful and the big elephants (mum and, I'm guessing, one of the aunty elephants) were very active too. They kept making big noises and the baby climbed a dirt pile much to the glee of #1. She also splashed around in the water. #1 was a little disappointed that she didn't fill her trunk with water and spray us though.
Can't win 'em all huh?

My buttons are being pushed

By a whining two year old who won't go to sleep.

My computer buttons however, are not being pushed due to the laptop screen being broken. (Again, some of the credit goes to the two year old).

Hence the blogging break.