Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Goodbye sweeties...

Today is Shrove Tuesday and the first day of Lent. Franklin and I are going to have pancakes for dinner tonight in order to farewell sweet things for the month. I wonder how I'll go? Is it wrong to be thinking I'll fail before I even begin? I think Franklin will do well, I'll just have to remember and not tempt him by baking cakes.

There are a few bumps in the road I can already see - the baby shower (I was looking forward to sponge cake and scones), Saturday is raspberry jam making day, I STILL owe BaSiL a Tim Tam cake and I STILL owe Karli a Mint Choc Chip cake.

I wonder if they could wait another three weeks until I've finished work..? They've waited this long (sorry friends) they probably could.

Thinking about finishing work has made me think about Easter holidays and about Easter 2011 and how fun it was and about these:

(home made hot cross buns)


And this:


(epic easter egg hunt)


And, I'm starting to wonder if it's a bad (crazy and insane) idea or a genius idea to go to Apollo Bay for Easter even if it is the week before the baby is due...

Friday, February 10, 2012

Time to have a party!

So, probably I've written down somewhere how awesome my family is. Being pregnant and so very tired this week, I'm feeling more than usually appreciative of just how lovely they are. I am truly blessed to have these people in my life. You should meet them - they're great people.

This week I have had the pleasure of posting out Baby Shower invitations designed, printed and cut to size by my youngest brother and BaSiL, who happens to be his lovely wife. It was extremely nice, and actually relaxing, to address and stamp envelopes for this party knowing that such lovely people are organising this afternoon tea on my behalf.



How cute are they!? SO cute. And the fact that they're in what I'm coming to see as 'his fonts' makes me giggle.

On top of that, this weekend two of my brothers are picking up furniture for the nursery for me while I attend the second of two birthing classes at the hospital.

I have ordered 'snaps' from the US (via eBay - my very first purchase!) to finish of this, the first of many bibs I plan to sew.

Tuesday, February 07, 2012

A mad dash recap of Christmas 2011 and January 2012 holidays featuring probably too many photographs

Check this out:

First there was Christmas lunch where Franklin's job was to make dessert and my job was to drive us to the in-laws and back, eat lunch including my once-a-year indulgence where turkey becomes a vegetable (it's a Christmas miracle! ... I'm sorry turkey) and consume much dessert. Franklin made fruit-surprise pies. The 'surprise' being which fruit your pie contained due to, well, no one measuring amounts properly and last minute fruits being found and thrown together. They were yum!


Second, there was a lot of rain. And a bit of waiting until the rain stopped to go and get in the car and drive to my folk's place for dinner. Franklin and I were on entertainment for the evening and we kicked it off with a joint craft project heavily inspired by Lovely Design's activity here. While LD's are much, much prettier than ours, everyone had fun decorating them and they looked very nice hanging across the living room.




Then there was more food, games, drinking, laughing and presents including: a full dinosaur costume for the nephew; my awesome camera bag; Franklin's camping chair and many other lovely present-y surprises.

On the 27th we packed and on the 28th we jumped in the car and headed off to Aire River camping ground. We started with four of us, gathered 12 people somewhere in the middle of the 10 days and finished with seven. Highlights, in a vaguely ordered way were:




Jaffles hot from the coals, damper (mostly) cooked in a camp oven eaten with butter and honey. Heavenly food stuffs.


Long walks to the beach on sandy roads. Seriously, 20 minutes walk (more if you're pregnant) each way to the beach on a dry, hot, sand road only suitable for 4-wheel drives brings you to a wild but secluded bit of ocean to sit and watch the sunset, soak in the cool breeze, chase waves and let off some pre-NYE fireworks. Totally worth it, and good for your core muscles.



Beautiful sunset skies that went on forever, becoming glorious star-filled skies when the sun finally gave up showing off.

Major relaxation times with lilos good for both naps and cruising on the river.

Fishing, fishing and fishing, not catching much and being eaten by mosquitoes while you're at it. This was not an activity for me, I was at base-camp reading one of the 6 books I had brought and enjoying a complete lack of nasty mosquitoes and flies and bugs.

Polaroids. Enough said.

The Boat.

The Boat's Maiden voyage. Look Mum - she floats! Unfortunately she leaks, is very hard to paddle, and unfortunately didn't bring success any to the fishing adventures.

And that just about wraps up the holidays except to say that after we camping at 20-something weeks pregnant for 9 night and 10 days, we drove half an hour to our holiday house and had the NICEST showers, ate a lovely lunch with the American cousins and continued relaxing for a few more days. Sleeping in beds, having access to clean running water and a flushing toilet and luxuries I really appreciate. My back did not play up, the baby did not suffer any ill effects from eating camp food, and I managed to not gain any Christmas weight! All told, it was wonderful, if a few nights camping too many to have been perfect.

Wednesday, February 01, 2012

10 weeks notice

So I worked out the other day, I have just over (2 days) 10 weeks to go until I 'pop'!!
(Gosh, I really hope there's no 'popping'... where did that term start anyway?!)

This Saturday coming is our first Childbirth Education Class (1 of 2) I remember booking them last year and thinking how far away it seemed, and now, it's three days away.

The number of hilarious stories I have heard about these classes means I'm quite excited to experience them for myself and have my own hilarious stories to share. Believe me, I'll feel quite put out if nothing funny happens.

Franklin is not so much looking forward the classes, but I think it mostly has to do with the idea of watching a birth on video. I have told him about there being lots of blood during the process and some of the hilarious but awkward stories I've heard. In hindsight, this was probably not the most well thought out thing to do. Other than that, I think we're both feeling quite intimidated by all the unknowns. I'm assuming they run these classes so you feel better about the whole process, while at the same time you feel worse but there's time to get used to the idea before it happens to you.

The other day Franklin said to me something like 'at least you don't have to watch it' meaning of course that my head won't be down the 'business end' of giving birth. And while at the time I replied 'well, you can just stay next to my head too if you want,' later I thought about how actually, while I may not have to have to watch myself give birth from the end which is messiest, I actually AM the 'business end,' the middle, and the head of this giving birth endeavour, so not having to look at something kinda icky is quite a small mercy.

I'm looking forward to seeing how Franklin feels after the class and what he has to say.

On to less gory things, but still about 'popping' - I have been making popcorn a lot lately. I don't know why, I've not particularly been craving it, but it is super easy to make and serve to people who are invariably happy to munch on it. I have now made it enough times that I think that I know the recipe without looking, but actually I really don't, and when I'm wrong the popcorn doesn't turn out as great as it should.

I found the excellent recipe - maybe 'method' is a better term? - from Simply Recipes which is a fantastic recipe blog. She has unashamedly titled the method 'Perfect Popcorn' and I would have to agree, especially when I've followed the method correctly. And now that I've pulled up the page, I see I didn't remember the recipe right last time - so that explains that.