Chickafinty ~ A Life in the Laundry

That's four from four

We're in the midst of the "Loose Tooth" phase at Chez Chickafinty, with the Ladybaby losing the first of her baby teeth.

We uphold the tradition of the Tooth Fairy, and in the case of Chickabid every precious little tooth went under the pillow ready for her visit.  At least one tooth made it into the box of precious things that a certain Mama Bear keeps ;)

Ladybaby couldn't wait to join her brother in finding coins under the pillow, but with said Ladybaby we've hit a bit of a snag.

Tooth #1 came out at school and was lost in the playground.  Cue explanatory letter to Tooth Fairy.

Tooth #2 came out at a birthday party and was inadvertently swallowed.  Cue second explanatory letter to Tooth Fairy.

Tooth #3 came out in the backyard and was lost in the grass.  Third letter to Tooth Fairy duly penned.

Then yesterday the fourth tooth became wobbly.  Very wobbly.  By bedtime it was hanging by a thread, but too much of a thread to pull out.

Surely, we thought, surely we have to strike luck with this one.

Nope.

She wakes up this morning with the most adorable double gap in the front row at the top and a matching lisp and no tooth.  It's not in the bedclothes or pillow cases or on the floor, it's just vanished.  Again.

So tonight, letter number four to a very patient Tooth Fairy explaining that the tooth is lost.

That's four from four, Precious Princess.

Being real

Almost exactly 4 years ago I wrote this.

And then we decided to go ahead and think seriously about #3.

We consulted with the doctors, thought long and hard, and then we closed the door.  Permanently.

One of the main reasons that we chose a permanent option was BCPs were a leading cause of persistent immovable depression, as evidenced when I tried to go back on them early this year for *other* reasons and within 48 hours was a blubbering blob.  Humph.  I was extremely high risk for PND, over the age of 35 and assuming that everything went well I had less than a 1 in 3 chance of being well after a baby.

We made the best decision we could at the time.  So why, four years on, am I still praying for a miracle?  Why do I still ache?  Why can't I walk away and say "It's ok that it's over".  I've tried.  And I can't.

Yes, it can be reversed.  For around $7000.  Cheaper than IVF.  Given my history with clinical depression (and the serious reservations I have about IVF anyway) IVF is not an option.

I just pray that we are blessed with a miracle, or that this longing will one day dissipate.

Never work with children or animals II

Ladybaby and I are working on the next chapter in her phonics book "i as in igloo".  The book asks the student to name the picture, and identify if the "i" sound is contained in the middle of the word.

Ladybaby goes fine until we reach the picture of a top.  She's adamant that it has an "i" in the middle and I am equally adamant that it doesn't.

Me: Ladybaby, it's a top... ( I painstakingly sound the word out) T  O  P

Ladybaby:  It's a spinning top.  (She sounds it out equally painstakingly) SP I NNING

At that point I gave up arguing.

Ladies and gentlemen, I have met my match.

Never work with children or animals

We're learning about polar bears.

Chickabid was reading some information about polar bears in preparation for completing a quiz.

Chickabid (reading): Polar bears don't drink water.  Why don't they drink water, Mum?

Me: They get enough water from the food they eat, just like koalas.

Chickabid (incredulous): Polar bears eat koalas?!?!?!?!?!

Me: (slaps forehead)!

In 25 words or less

• slept in
• big thing happening Sunday - not ready :(
• kitchen revolting
• laundry pile high
• schoolwork to finish
• feel like c***
• scads to do
• need a hug

Confession

I've never seen The Princess Bride.

Never.

But I keep reading about it hither and yon, so I as wondering: what is so good about The Princess Bride?  Should I go out and hire it tomorrow?  Why?  Why not?

I'd love for you to answer in the comments.

Worth celebrating anyway

Homemade lunches 5/5

Homemade dinners 4/5

Homemade desserts 4/5

Take away dinners 1/5 (due to grocery shopping taking forever and it was too late to cook anything)

Take away desserts 0/5

Bills paid 5/5

*other* spending since payday $0...ok, so it's only been 48 hours, but that's still huge for us!!

So, it's not much and at face value hardly worth celebrating, but man alive, in the context of the way things have been for months, it's HUGE.

You have to start somewhere.  Embracing the inner sloth has been costly in more ways than one.  I'm not feeding or cherishing him anymore and one day life migth become so uncomfortable that he'll just push off for good.

Yeah.  Right.

intercession

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A life in the laundry

Yesterday the kitchen bore the brunt of my ire; today it's the laundry.  We have no towels, no bathmats, Ladybaby has no bedspread, I'm out of sheets and the dark basket is up to my hip.  Granted I'm only 5 foot one and a bit with short legs, but a hip high washing basket cannot be good even under those circumstances.

So, it's off to the laundry and tackling Mt Washmore and wishing, once again, that we'd all joined a n*****  colony.  Think of the saving on washing!

32 to go...

I am delighted to say that after 7 years of blogging, I'm only 32 visits short of a magical 3000 hits!  Woo HOO!  I know some bloggers get that in an afternoon, but hey, 3000 is still 3000 no matter how long it takes.

I wonder who gets the magic 3000?

It could be you!!