Month Fifty-Two


Dear Husband,

This month was hell. There are no two ways about it. It really sucked. For both of us. I personally feel that I got the raw end of the stick because I was the one that contracted Pneumonia but it was still bad for both of us.

I felt like I had been hit by a Mack truck. Initially I was hot and I was cold. I was sore and it took so much effort to even move let alone function. I was coughing and wheezing and I was so tired. I was sick. Really sick. For two whole weeks. Of course, it didn’t help that I wasn’t diagnosed correctly until my third doctors visit. And that was a full week after the illness started.

So all of a sudden, you had to step up and do more around the house. Something you didn’t take particularly well. You felt put upon and stressed and you really weren’t happy about it. And you let me know it. So I was in equal parts peeved because I was sick, not lazy, and completely uninterested because, like I said, I was sick. I must admit, it seemed unfair to me at the time that you were complaining because it wasn’t the case that you were expected to do everything in my stead. Luckily for us all, I wasn’t hospitalised…

Despite the fact that I felt like death warmed up though, I was still getting up alone with the little one at 6am when she woke and I was still putting her down at night. I also had her by myself on the days she wasn’t at Kindy (and to be honest, I’m not quite sure how I managed it) so I was still doing a share of the child care. Having said all that, I know that you did take on more tasks around the house. You made more of an effort to engage the Genibean when I was making an effort to just stay awake. You also stayed out with her longer on a few days to give me more time to rest. That is no small feat sometimes and I did notice.

I also noticed that perhaps the hardest thing for you was not the fact that you had to do some washing up or keep more of an eye on your daughter. It was the fact that you had to do it without support. Normally, I would be here to talk to you. I would be company at the end of your day and I would be backup when you are trying to make a stubborn Miss do that which she does not want to do. During those weeks though, I was here only in body and not in mind and that pretty much left you as a single parent which is hard work.

So as I said, this month pretty much sucked. I was sick for most of it. I actually got a pretty horrible 48 hour thing at the beginning of the month too but that kind of paled in comparison to the Pneumonia. Whilst I was under the weather, the rest of the household occupants were troopers but it wasn’t fun for anyone. Thankfully, or perhaps hopefully, that is now all behind us. There are some cases in which drugs are very very good!

Hopefully healthily yours,

Your Loving Wife

* Photo taken at this year’s Sculptures By The Sea


Week 51

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Dear Genevieve,

This week I was recovering from Pneumonia and still not 100%. In the scheme of things however, I was much better and able to actually function again which I am sure you knew because once again, you started waking up for night feeds. You seem to have this sixth sense when I am really not coping because at those times, you don’t tend to disturb me for feeds but as soon as I can handle them, there you are…

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Since I wasn’t completely out of it this week, I did happen to notice a few things. Like the fact that you are far less inclined to accept smooth puréed food now and show preference for something chunkier. We are still trying to get it right because whilst you will eat a piece of dry bread, apparently you will not eat pieces of moist chicken. You love pesto pasta but another dish with lumps will be returned to sender. Other children I know chomp away on vegetable sticks with abandon but it seems you are not yet comfortable expanding beyond rusks. I figure you will get there in your own time.

Another thing I noticed was that you have taken to head butting the floor when you are displeased. Whenever you are not getting your own way, you will bring your head swiftly towards any available surface. Usually this is the floor but occasionally this is a large toy. Thankfully, you have never actually put your heart into it and really hurt yourself but there have been many tears. On your part of course. We tend to laugh because it’s kind of funny to watch. We never want for you to hurt yourself of course and we do intervene when we think that there is potential for a tap to turn into a smack but it is amusing.

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The other notable this week was that we actually held your first birthday party. You are not yet one of course but when we were coordinating calendars with guests, it seemed that this weekend was the best weekend to host an event. And it turned out ok. Your dad made you an awesome birthday cake. The weather just held when we had everyone outside and all of your grandparents were there to wish you well. Apparently when I don’t drive the photography we end up with plenty of snaps of you by yourself or with us and none of your extended family but you did get some quiet time with Grumps at the end of the day which was nice.week 51-2

Alles Liebe,


Your Turn


Dear Husband,

You made me really cranky this morning. At about 3am. Now I think that I am normally quite a reasonable person. At least in terms of what I expect from you. I mean sure, I’d like a lot of things (wouldn’t we all) but I don’t necessarily expect you to jump through hoops on a constant basis. What I do expect is a little bit of give and take. And some consideration. Which is why at 3am when you offered the dog the option of getting on the bed,  all I wanted to do was kick you off the bed.

Ever since Genevieve was born she has woken up, often more than once, for night feeds. In comparison, the dog who hardly ever wakes up before 5am (and even that is early for him) only needs attention in the wee small hours once in a blue moon. So whilst I get up tired and only semi-conscious night after night in the cold for an indeterminate period of time, you almost always stay snuggled in bed and fast asleep. Which is why when the dog eventually does need something (like being let outside) at stupid o’clock in the morning, I figure it’s YOUR TURN!

But did you take pity on your poor wife this morning and do the gentlemanly thing? Did you even get up to see to the dog when she shook you awake and asked you to to see to the dog? No. You decided you couldn’t be arsed getting out of bed and invited him to hop onto the bed instead in the hope that it would keep him quiet. Which horrified me for several reasons:

A) I couldn’t believe you were such a lazy git!

B) If he was scratching at the door because he wanted to go outside, he probably needed to go outside (and I wasn’t prepared to clean up any reason that he should have gone outside).

C) 3am sets a horrible president (because it’s bad enough he thinks that he has the right to get on the bed before we wake as it is).

And lastly,

D) When the 50kg dog gets on the bed, he doesn’t sleep at your feet – he sleeps curled up snug against my bum as I lay on my side so I can’t move!

So I was not a happy camper at 3am this morning. I was awake enough however to nip your premature offer in the bud. Then I made you get out of bed like you should have done in the first place. You are just lucky that I let you back into the bed.

Lovingly yours,

Your Loving Wife

* Photo taken at this year’s Sculptures By The Sea

Week 50

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Dear Genevieve,

This week was really a blur for me. I started to come down with something last weekend and so decided to take the Monday off work. You’d be at Kindy and so I would have the house to myself. And the dog. I was sick two weeks ago and it was a sort of 48 hour thing so I thought this would be the same. I would just get over it and then get on with it. On Tuesday however, I didn’t feel much better. Swimming was definitely out of the question this week.

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On Wednesday, I wasn’t feeling up to the trek into the city and so I stayed home again. On Thursday, when you and I were together, I figured I wouldn’t be up to it on Friday either so called work to say I still wasn’t going to be in the office. I had been through fevers and cold shakes. My body had been wracked with aches I could feel in my bones and I was wheezing and coughing. A lot. So much so in fact that during the third time I’d visited the doctors in a week, they finally diagnosed me with Pneumonia! I always thought that this was something from which the old and the very young suffered. I thought you had to be out exposing yourself to the elements or some such to contract this disease but apparently, no. I got it. And you were brilliant.

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I’m honestly not sure how I got through two days alone with you. In the evenings and on the weekend I had your dad around of course but when it was just us, I have no idea how I did it because I was very out of it all week. I can only assume that you were an angel. I know that you actually started sleeping through your nights this week. Under other circumstances, this would have been received with much fanfare and hope that we had all finally turned a corner but this week, that fact slipped in under the radar. It was instead, simply accepted as it happened while I struggled to function and maintain some semblance of awareness of the household.

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And that is all I have for you this week. I really don’t remember anything else. Thank you for being the sweet girl that you are though. I had a very hard week but I do know that it was so much better than it could have been. Somehow you knew just what to do.

Alles Liebe,


Week 49

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Dear Genevieve,

You are a very opinionated little girl when you want to be. You know what you want and you are quite adept at making your desires known. Like earlier in the week when you wanted to stay and play at kindy. Your dad came to collect you one afternoon and he arrived when you were busy playing in the cubby house. You were actually happy to see him. You like having him around but you were not ready to leave so you crawled inside the cubby and shut the door on him.

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I think your dad tried to get your attention again and encourage you to come out and accompany him. You got distracted enough to poke your head out and perhaps contemplate leaving but then thought better of it. And shut the door on him again. Nope. You weren’t going anywhere. It is this sort of stubbornness that we see in all sorts of situations.

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Fortunately I guess, you are not overly inclined to huge tantrums when you do not (or might not) get your way. Don’t get me wrong, you can scream and shout and pitch a fit but compared to some other children of our acquaintance, you are a fairly placid sort of kid. Our ears aren’t usually ringing after you voice your displeasure. We also don’t have a collection of bruises or broken items when we happen to refuse you. So thanks for that. Sometimes you are even just grumpy and cute. You turn out this big pout and lower your eyebrows and have this face that broadcasts I am NOT happy even when your mouth doesn’t issue a sound. Stubborn.

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But we can’t really blame you I guess because both your father and I know exactly where you get it. Your grandparents! And, well, maybe some of it comes from us too.

Alles Liebe,


Week 48

week 48-5Dear Genevieve,

I think you had a night terror this week. I honestly don’t know how else to explain it. One moment you were sleeping and the next, you were screaming your head off and practically inconsolable. It is not unusual for you to wake crying in the night. You seem to sleep for longer these days but you still don’t sleep through. You had not previously woken up screaming however. It was a bit disconcerting.

week 48-2You did calm down reasonably quickly and went back to sleep easily. And everything I read on the topic seemed to suggest that you weren’t even awake when we picked you up to calm you. It was not nice to see you so upset however. Especially as we had no idea what was wrong. Hopefully this doesn’t turn into regular occurrence. You don’t yet have the words to tell us what is wrong so we’re flying a little blind here.

week 48-3In happier news this week however, we rediscovered the jolly jumper. We put you in this months ago but whilst it did amuse you for a while, your reaction on the whole was kind of ‘meh’. You would bop around for a bit and then you were pretty much hey mum, I’m done now, what else have you got? This time around, being seemingly on your own two feet and having the ability to jump up and down was great fun. You had a ball spinning round and round and I must say, showed remarkable dexterity when you dropped your play thing.

week 48For whatever reason, you had my coin purse when you were in the jolly jumper the other day and you would not let it go. You were waving it about and not giving it back to me like it was the best game ever. When you accidentally dropped it however, you were unable to bend down to pick it up strapped in as you were. Not to worry though, your feet were close enough to the purse so you pincered it between your two feet and lifted until that purse reached your hands. I admire your ingenuity kid. Not to mention your flexibility and core strength!

week 48-4You did get tired of the whole jumping exercise after about 15-20 minutes though. You are not one of these babies that can spend hours just hanging around and need more varied stimulation. I’m not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing. Something that we are hoping to use as a distraction later on is bike riding. And in preparation for this, we bought you a stack hat. Its very cute. And little! You were also a trooper as we were trying to figure out the best design and fit. Hopefully you enjoy a real ride when we get the bike fixed.

Alles Liebe,