No, it's not a call to emergency services again. It's Grace clocking the ticker on our little homemade blog as it passes to 10000 hits. GET IN!
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Thursday, 29 September 2011
9999!
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
Abstract Impressionism?
Found these fab little palm-grip crayons at the shops the other day and Grace spent a fun half hour with her Daddy doodling and making marks on the paper. I wonder if this is her first natural born talent? Don't know about you but it reminds me of a Jackson Pollock. Mummy's little artist.
(Note to self - confiscate the watch the Husband is wearing that looks like it came free out of a Christmas cracker....)
(Note to self - confiscate the watch the Husband is wearing that looks like it came free out of a Christmas cracker....)
Sunday, 25 September 2011
Thursday, 22 September 2011
Blues and Twos
Grace and I can now tick off 'ride in emergency vehicle' as one of our 100 things to do before we die.
TICK.
We arrived at A&E under our own steam with Grace presenting with a non-blanching petechial rash on her face which was gradually spreading. Based on her presentation there, we were whizzed across to the Childrens Assessment Unit at another hospital by an Ambulance going full pelt with flashers and sirens. She's been fine in herself as such, just nursery said she was cranky which is unusual for Grace and of course the rash (which they didnt notice in the dull lighting, twits). So I wasn't overly worried as meningococcal meningitis tends to present with other symptoms as well as a rash and she was just too perky to be poorly really. That said, the ambulance trip did put the wind up me a bit as I didn't really see the urgency - I would have quite happily have driven myself over from one hospital to another.
Nothing unusual on clinical ex apart from raised white blood cells indicating infection and the Paediatrician supposes she has a viral infection working it's way through as her lymph nodes and tonsils are all on the big side too. Assuming the rash doesn't spread or any other symptoms crop up, we were free to go home. Great service from the Hospital Staff although it did seem like an endless wait in a room with no mobile phone reception (with Grace asleep in the cot) for the results of the bloods to come back - an adventure lasting 7 hours no less.
One interesting little revelation - the Doc heard a definite systolic heart murmur again - when apparently we got the all clear from the PDA last year when she saw the Cardiologist at the LGI. Odd - and something to pick up with next time we see Dr Jones back home.
So sleepy Mummy and Gracie bear today after our night time escapade. She's sleeping it off with Mr Rabbit, rash still in situ, while I work the grindstone.
Thank heavens for the NHS. Very lucky we are in this country - grateful indeed x
Gracie Bear flat out in the Hospital waiting for blood results...
TICK.
We arrived at A&E under our own steam with Grace presenting with a non-blanching petechial rash on her face which was gradually spreading. Based on her presentation there, we were whizzed across to the Childrens Assessment Unit at another hospital by an Ambulance going full pelt with flashers and sirens. She's been fine in herself as such, just nursery said she was cranky which is unusual for Grace and of course the rash (which they didnt notice in the dull lighting, twits). So I wasn't overly worried as meningococcal meningitis tends to present with other symptoms as well as a rash and she was just too perky to be poorly really. That said, the ambulance trip did put the wind up me a bit as I didn't really see the urgency - I would have quite happily have driven myself over from one hospital to another.
Nothing unusual on clinical ex apart from raised white blood cells indicating infection and the Paediatrician supposes she has a viral infection working it's way through as her lymph nodes and tonsils are all on the big side too. Assuming the rash doesn't spread or any other symptoms crop up, we were free to go home. Great service from the Hospital Staff although it did seem like an endless wait in a room with no mobile phone reception (with Grace asleep in the cot) for the results of the bloods to come back - an adventure lasting 7 hours no less.
One interesting little revelation - the Doc heard a definite systolic heart murmur again - when apparently we got the all clear from the PDA last year when she saw the Cardiologist at the LGI. Odd - and something to pick up with next time we see Dr Jones back home.
So sleepy Mummy and Gracie bear today after our night time escapade. She's sleeping it off with Mr Rabbit, rash still in situ, while I work the grindstone.
Thank heavens for the NHS. Very lucky we are in this country - grateful indeed x
Gracie Bear flat out in the Hospital waiting for blood results...
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
Money Bags
Having run dry on items from the closet to sell on eBay I have spread my wings and gone wild, having signed up for Mystery Shopping and Market Research. I have my first Mystery Shopping Assignment planned in for 28th Sept - a local pizza chain - you can see why I was drawn to that one no doubt. And I'm waiting to hear back on my first Market Research activity - sitting on a focus group for homeowners under 35. Having this revenue stream coming in, albeit slowly and drip drip drip, we're heading in the right direction for sure. Grace is needing some bigger clothes soon and so replenishing the kitty is a useful activity especially since the autumn nights are drawing in and we can't be as active on an evening. I was a bit skeptical of the Mystery Shopping thing - although having read the 6 page brief they've sent me on how to order a pizza, take delivery of it and eat it I am now assured they are looking more kosha. They re-imburse me for the spend on the food and I get a fee of a few bob too - this wont clear the mortgage, but it does give us a night in with a takeaway, something we dont tend to treat ourselves to much since Grace arrived. I'll let you know how it goes. Anyone with experiences to share?
Monday, 19 September 2011
Nanny Wheels!
When we were younger we all knew our grandparents by one nickname or another, Big Nanny, Little Nanny, Grandad Cambridge. Well Grace has a Nanny Wheels. For those of you that remember the slightly embarrassing house dance moves big fish little fish cardboard box, I bring you Big Nanny Little Nanny Nanny Wheels.
Actually that's a bit of a stretch. Grace has a Nanny Wheels, Grandma Cake (I would have said Grandma Buns but I didn't want you getting the wrong impression), and Grandpa (or Bampy). The point of this post is pointless (you might have gathered already), other than to share the name of my Mother that tickled me when my neice called her Nanny Wheels last week. Love it! Nanny + Wheelchair = COOL!!!
Actually that's a bit of a stretch. Grace has a Nanny Wheels, Grandma Cake (I would have said Grandma Buns but I didn't want you getting the wrong impression), and Grandpa (or Bampy). The point of this post is pointless (you might have gathered already), other than to share the name of my Mother that tickled me when my neice called her Nanny Wheels last week. Love it! Nanny + Wheelchair = COOL!!!
Sunday, 18 September 2011
Hurricane Heddlu!
Hold onto your hats people, Wales is windy! Lucky devil that I am, the first few days of our jolly to the wilds of Snowdonia saw us blown assunder by the tail end of Hurricane Katia as it made its way across the country after wreaking havoc on the American east coast. Thankfully the chipboard chalet was nailed down well. We survived.
More than can be said for my waistline, but that's another story - what's a weeks holiday if you can't enjoy the good stuff? We had a super week, very relaxing, plenty of sleep and many happy memories on Grace's first holiday. Special too because we got the spend a week with my family - parents, siblings and their children and grandchildren, and we even found time to go walking with Grace's godmother and her wild-mushroom-hunting Husband to be, Canoe Matt.
Grace has come on leaps and bounds. The fresh mountain air has put the wind in her sails and during our week away she has nailed crawling, doing a 'high five' (very cute), standing up while balancing her hands on something, and then today pulling herself up to standing too. Cheeky monkey wants to walk everywhere so both me and Matt the Husband are popping NSAIDs like popping candy to alleviate the progressive backache that is bending over to hold the hands of a little 2ft 6in belle. She's so pleased with herself, she is racing around like a pocket rocket and at last we are beginning to have to think about where we leave her... Matt the Husband narrowly averted disaster yesterday as she dove head first off the edge of the bed by hooking his finger under her nappy as her nose plunged worryingly close to the floor. We're learning fast!
We're starting to see new little things she's doing too - the subtle things I so often overlook if I'm not paying attention. Like putting the megablocks back in the basket instead of pulling them out, and trying to put her socks back on instead of pullng them off. It's like the starting gun has sounded and it's GO GO GO. Special times.
More than can be said for my waistline, but that's another story - what's a weeks holiday if you can't enjoy the good stuff? We had a super week, very relaxing, plenty of sleep and many happy memories on Grace's first holiday. Special too because we got the spend a week with my family - parents, siblings and their children and grandchildren, and we even found time to go walking with Grace's godmother and her wild-mushroom-hunting Husband to be, Canoe Matt.
Grace has come on leaps and bounds. The fresh mountain air has put the wind in her sails and during our week away she has nailed crawling, doing a 'high five' (very cute), standing up while balancing her hands on something, and then today pulling herself up to standing too. Cheeky monkey wants to walk everywhere so both me and Matt the Husband are popping NSAIDs like popping candy to alleviate the progressive backache that is bending over to hold the hands of a little 2ft 6in belle. She's so pleased with herself, she is racing around like a pocket rocket and at last we are beginning to have to think about where we leave her... Matt the Husband narrowly averted disaster yesterday as she dove head first off the edge of the bed by hooking his finger under her nappy as her nose plunged worryingly close to the floor. We're learning fast!
We're starting to see new little things she's doing too - the subtle things I so often overlook if I'm not paying attention. Like putting the megablocks back in the basket instead of pulling them out, and trying to put her socks back on instead of pullng them off. It's like the starting gun has sounded and it's GO GO GO. Special times.
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