Climbing Up Stairs & Salty Sea Air

Catching a ride with Daddy (outside of the school he won't be going to :))
The month is March and the sun is shining ever so much lately-the weather seems to have changed so suddenly from never-ending rain to bright and breezy. Being allergic to the sun always makes this time of year hard for me, but I've got my trusty parasol so I can still take the munchkin on long walks. Like his Mama, he goes a bit crazy when he isn't taken outside to play! We've got to get that lovely fresh air, you see.

O.O. has made another astounding discovery-he can now climb up the stairs! A bit worrying to see one's child doing this for the first time, but of course I watch very closely with my arms open just in case! Now we've really got to do the stairs-they still haven't been carpeted and we've lived here nearly half a year already! Shame on us!

Today called for the three of us to take a leisurely long walk to town-very worth it to smell the fresh salty air. Not exactly sure why, but I sure do love the smell of the ocean and the way the air feels! Paul has found a fantastic shortcut, which really isn't very short at all, but the forest path is breathtaking. I'm sure worn out and I'll bet I'll be having a fibro flare tomorrow, but I'd rather make memories and wear myself ragged than not live!



Having a giggle with Mama

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1 October: I feel a bit "blah" at the minute.
It's been 6 years since I lost my mother (as of last night that is)-and I am lowering medications at the minute as part of a gradual effort to bring myself back to being a somewhat well-being person again (something that I do not hold breaths that I will ever return to my former state of health, but, even 50% would make me happy). These as well as various other little odds and ends have me in a bit of a brain fog at the moment, but I am trying to keep my head on. Remind me to invent a dry-erase-board shirt...of course, I would probably throw the marker in the warsh.

Just a note I have to share (I am sure someday you will be reading all this, saying "MOOOM!!! THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING!!", but I am so proud of you my little Osrid Olov!)-a couple of days ago Osrid made 2 poops on his potty and 7 tinkles...the next day we lost count as we went nappy free for much of the day for the first time! I am very proud of how well he did. Yesterday he did a few tinkles but we weren't as vigilant as, well, I was feeling very foggy. To make matters worse in all of this I have hardly gotten any sleep last night-just my brain's doing, and I am not thinking about much of anything productive to boot. Heck.

The upside is that we had some really nice cuddly time together as a family watching some silly TV shows...or should I say, Paul and I did, while Osrid was using me as a bed. I don't mind that-he is a good body warmer.

We have also spent some time in the garden the other day again, just me and Ozzy-he really is loving green, not as much as pink but I think it may be his second favourite colour. The strange thing is that he seems to hate getting down on the grass-it terrifies him and he wants to be picked up right away (and I do, of course).

I tried to read another book I pulled off the shelf with O.O. a couple of times too but he has let me get through a whole of about 5 sentences before shutting and using as a drum-I think he may be destined to be a drummer-but in all fairness I didn't think it was a very interesting book, either.

What a journey is learning and loving.

Good Daddy!

Tuesday, 27 September: A special shoutout to wish a happy belated birthday to Osrid Olov's uncle Dodo, who turned 27 yesterday!

& Now the news: our little one has broken his record thus far and has made 7 tinkles on his potty today. Go Osrid! What a clever little tinkler. He said what had to be the cutest thing I think I have heard him say, when Paul praised him post tinkle with a "Good Ozzie!" he replied with a smile and said "Good Daddy!" "aww, why thank you 'Srid!" Doesn't that make your heart melt? It makes my heart melt.

We have been walking around quite a bit, which is really wearing and tearing my poor fibromyte (read: vax-injured) body, but I want to be better about getting O.O. out in the fresh air now that the sun is majoratively gone (sun allergies). All I want to do lately is sleep. It can so hard sometimes to do the right thing when you're ill, but Osrid Olov comes first and foremost in my life above all others, even myself, and it will always be so! I sure do love my kid, and I sure do feel lucky. It keeps raining when we go out though, which is frustrating as, well, as much as I love the cold I am not much for cold water. Drat.

A footnote, I had to add: I managed to catch one of the nasty gnats and tossed it into the web one of the spiders who lives in our bathroom. She ran out and wrapped it up right away and looked very happy, which sure made me happy too :D I love feeding spiders!

Our pretty little bathroom door spider