Hello Nixon | You are 1 month old

My beautiful baldy baby is now four weeks old.  Unbelievable. Though some days/nights have been long the weeks have flown by.  The simple fact that we somehow have an 8yo (!!!) reminds me that the years slip away just as quickly as these early weeks have. Sob.

Nixon has had his best week yet, he has up-skilled his breastfeeding technique, happily taken to a bottle for a top-up at night before he goes to bed and is sleeping like a champ {last night 10.30-4.30!!!}.  He is not a morning baby however, so this part of the day is full of cuddles and cluster feeding while I try to get morning chores done.  Ethan was back at school last week and we managed to get out of the house and walk him home 3 days out of the five!  We also watched him play in his inter-school Rippa Rugby tournament, made it to his swimming lesson and attended Blog Camp from 9-4.30 on Saturday!

Getting out of the house is such a thrill at the moment but the thought of it fills me with dread if Im being completely honest.  Nix is so unpredictable that putting him in his Ergo or the carseat results in tremendous, heart wrenching, bleating-like-a-wee-lamb crying about 50% of the time.  This is particularly hard for Ethan to hear, it worries him immensely.

We have all adjusted so well to our new addition, I am really proud of our family.  I honestly have never been happier in my whole life.  I feel so, so lucky to have two precious boys to love on, an amazing husband to share them with and my lovely Mum to rely on whenever I need her.

Nix, you are the cuddliest wee thing I have ever known.  You will sleep on me ALL day if I let you – in fact I did let you do this yesterday at Blog Camp and I didn’t miss a thing, you were so good (read: hungry and sleepy).

You pee on me when I change you about four times per day, you love having music on – early preferences are yay on The Flaming Lips and nay to Dinosaur Jr.  You adore being bathed!  I am sure you will be another little fish like your big brother as you can’t get enough of the water and wave your arms around and kick off the bath, content to spend as much time in the water as you are allowed.

You have put your weight loss days behind you and weighed over 4.8kg’s last week, I’m sure you’re going to crack 5kg on Tuesday when our midwife comes for her final visit.

You are a peaceful, calm little baby except when you have gas, and this is quite often.  Your tummy hurts you so much sometimes but we cycle your legs and rub your belly and help you through it.

I am hoping you like to wear shoes more than your brother and aren’t quite so feral, but realistically there isn’t much hope of that.



Hello Nixon | 3 Weeks Old

{Posted 1 week late lol}

I have started so many posts in the last three weeks, trying to convey the wonder of our new baby or the little hardships of life with a newborn…..but they all remain as drafts. There are now so few hours in the day and most of them are spent with a dollop of delicious baby snuggled into my neck. Motivation to blog is still here but doesn’t really seem to stick around long enough to finish a post. And so it goes.

Nix seems to be over his early struggles with feeding which saw us back in the hospital for 3 days last week due to continued weight loss. As much as that sucked, it gave me the opportunity to rest and heal from Nixon’s traumatic arrival (10lb 2oz / 4.59kg, posterior, forceps, vaginal tear, episiotomy, 3rd degree tear). After a fairly standard delivery with Ethan, I was totally unprepared for the horror (truly that is the best word to describe it) of birthing our second son. Unfortunately there will be no lovely birth story posted here, but there is a lovely bubba!

We have had good days and bad days this week. We attempted to head down to the river so E could fish for eels, it took so long to get ready that by the time we tried to leave Nixon was a screaming mess. He was crying, I was crying because I felt so sorry for my big boy who was also crying because I was crying and he felt bad for even suggesting we go in the first place. It was a disaster.
But then, we had a good day. A visit with the boys Great Grandparents, a trip to the barber (with no-one waiting huzzah!), a prescription pick up, icecream, a library visit and a quick peek in the $2 Shop for E. Our confidence was somewhat restored.

Our days are a juxtaposition of slow and hectic. I remember asking two of my girlfriends how they’d lost their baby weight so quickly after their second and third babies and the response was that they were just so damn busy that there was barely time to sit down. They spoke the truth! Between 2 hourly feeds I have to do everything at pace to keep up with life in general, there is a constantly updated to-do list in my head. Standard mummy protocol really.

Nixon you are a delightfully easy baby really. You only cry when you’re hungry (or if you realise I’m no longer holding you!), you sleep like a champ at night, you have big blue eyes which follow me around and focus on stripes and the panda bear beside your changing table. You love to be held and are very happy in your Ergo carrier. Surprisingly our four dogs and their barking don’t bother you at all and you are just as happy being snuggled by Nana as by me.
The best thing about your arrival is seeing you be loved on by your big brother. Ethan is completely enamoured with you and so, so proud.

We love you so much.



First Days {or daze?} | Newborn Nixon

Everything is measured in 2 hour increments in our house at the moment.  Life revolves around our sweet little alarm clock who is always hungry and not too fond of sleeping {or of me putting him down}.

I had forgotten how long it can take to get anything done with a new baby in the house as previously simple tasks such as vacuuming can now span multi-feeding/napping cycles.  It’s 12.53pm, Nixon is eating and I’ve been trying to get in the shower since 8.30am.  My last window of opportunity was stolen by a rain shower forcing me to rush out and move the washing from the big line to the covered one.  At least the washing got hung out right?

I am tired.  I just about hit the wall yesterday afternoon and remembered to do that thing that everyone tells you to do before baby is born – sleep when baby sleeps.  I had not allowed myself this luxury yet, not once.  Nix and I napped and woke up to to super happy Dave and Ethan.  They had been to the pub to get a special ‘Spider’ icecream soda to celebrate Ethan’s selection in his clubs Rep rugby team and had together cooked the most amazing dinner of shrimp risotto and gurnard.  It was delish, and just what I needed.

This afternoon we are Leaving The House.  For the first time.  Dave is at the office today and E has a make-up swimming lesson.  I’m pretty darn excited to tell you the truth!

Things I’m Loving | The Newborn Edition

What an amazing, {traumatic}, and very wonderful 10 days our family has had.  Baby Hippo finally arrived and we named him Nixon.  We are all so in love with him, it’s hard to believe we could be so lucky.

After 5 days in hospital I am loving that we are home.  Nix and I are taking it easy as my recovery isn’t going to be particularly swift, but I have no desire to take our precious newborn out in this freezing weather anyway!

So much loving all the lovin’ on his little brother that Ethan is doing.  He has surprised me with his complete adoration, patience and concern for Nixon – he has waited so long to be a Big Brother!  I have loved this kid for eight years now and somehow I love him even more as he grows into a new role in our family.

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LOVE busting out my Maya wrap again!  E lived in this wrap until he was too chunky at 18 months old for me to manage him and Nixon loves it too.  It was so nice to be mobile {I may indulge my children with cuddles on demand when they are this little and cute!}.  Would you just look at that sweet dollop of baby in that sling?  I die.


Finally, LOVING this amaze prize from the delight that is Sophie Slim and Ecostore.  It’s so awesome to have such beautiful products to use with our teensy little man, thank you so much xx