lovely evening..

The big kids are at school camp this week... and part of the camp is a camp concert that the kids perform in front of the parents... the kids really wanted us to go to this, but we weren't sure if we could both attend, due to the fact that we find it really hard to get babysitters for Cammy... but shock horror... my parents offered to babysit {that NEVER happens}...

so we both attended the camp concert... it was great... Paris was the MC and she did a really good job :) Josh wasn't in the concert {which was more of a talent show, and was completely optional}...

The kids are at Camp Adair in Hunua... I went there as a kid, and have been back many times since with St John... It's a great location....

Wasn't too late a night... we arrived there at 7pm and were on the way home again by 8.45... on the way home, I jokingly said to Ian "Whats the bet Cammy is still awake" he laughed at me and said "no way"...

Well, who do you suppose was right...???

YUP - ME haha... Cammy was STILL awake... I'm not angry at my parents for this, in fact it was soo cute, he was just sitting with Grandad watching TV... precious photo op, that I missed lol... ah well...

I'm hoping that the great babysitting experience my parents had tonight, might infact just create a few more babysitting offers from them :)

weight rollercoaster...

I've never had an issue with my weight before now... but then I've never been over size 10 before {other than pregnancy} before now either...

it's amazing, how much, how we feel about howselves in everyday life relates to how we act in everyday life...

I hate trying to get dressed for work in the morning... most mornings end in tears, as I try to find something to wear, that looks good AND doesn't make me like pregnant...

I get people asking me all the time if I am pregnant again, and while I wish I could answer with a YES sadly I can't... as I'm not pregnant... I'm not even trying to be pregnant... but I'm not shifting my post Cammy belly easily either...

I have started to make changes in my life... I am eating healthier... I have a couple of meal replacement shakes a week also {was doing this daily, but missed REAL food}, I'm doing Pilates on a Wednesday night {would love to do twice a week, but I'm too busy} and I'm trying to go for a walk round One Tree Hill every couple of days, which is a 2.8km walk...

Paris and I walked Round the Bays this year, with Cammy in the pushchair... we walked the 8kms in 1hr 39mins... not bad considering we had only started training a month before hand...

I aim to loose 15kgs this year... I WANT to fit my pre-Cammy clothes... I WANT to wear a bikini again...

Today I am 71.8kgs...

Who's joining me in this...?

Cake decorating...

I love cake making and decorating... one of my goals this year is to take a cake decorating class :) Here are some cakes that I have already made

Besties daughters 2nd Birthday cake

Josh' 9th Birthday Cake

Paris' 9th Birthday Cake

Paris' 5th Birthday Cake

Paris' 8th Birthday Cake

Cammy's 1st Birthday Cake

My first ever gateau... Dec 09

Besties daughters 1st Birthday {bestie and I did this one together - though she did most of the decorating}

Cameron

Cammy, while unplanned, was also very wanted, and very loved from the moment I knew he was there...

and in comparasson to Paris, my pregnancy with him was a breeze... minimal morning sickness, minimal lack of energy... completely new zest on life...

I grew very quickly with Cam, and at 17 weeks pregnant with him, I was the same size as when I delivered Paris, I wasn't complaining though... I LOVED my baby bump... {pics will come eventually}

So a very uneventful pregnancy, hit 40 weeks, and still continued lol... An appointment was made for me to see the doctors 40w 7d, to set an induction date... but I never made it to that appointment.

On Sunday 28th September 2008, I woke up in a foul mood... put on my nicotine patch {I was in the process of giving up smoking}, thew up, took patch off, yelled at everyone in the house... and went to my mums... I played with my niece all day and had a great day... My sister gave me a lovely foot massage, which I loved, then me, my mum and my sister went to the supermarket... at 5.30pm, in the middle of Pak'n'Save, I got my first real contraction... I had a couple more while I was there, but they lasted only seconds, and weren't in a regular pattern :)... I headed home, had dinner, put Paris to bed {Josh was at his mums}, and hopped into the bath... there everything became regular, and I informed Ian I was in labour {I didn't tell him about the earlier few contractions as I didn't want to Paris to know}... it was 10pm... I called the hospital and told them I was in labour, and wanted a water birth, they told me that a room with a pool would be available in 2hrs...I txt my bestie who lives in Waihi, and she called me, which took my mind off things... at 12pm, the 3 of us {me, bestie, and Ian} decided it was "time"... contractions were 5mns apart last 1min 30secs... so we called my sister to come babysit, called my mum and other sister to meet us at the hospital, called my bestie in Auckland to meet us there also... When my sister arrived to babysit, she thought I was gonna give birth on my kitchen floor lol

arrived at the hospital at 12.30, was checked and was 5cms, so the bath was run... and into the birthing pool I climbed... it was heaven... the midwife on duty was a trained accupressurist {sp} so she was able to bring on contractions by pressing a point, and take all pain away by pressing another point - YAY... she never checked me again, she was awesome {I had only met her that night} she just let my body do what it was naturally designed to do... at 1.59 I started pushing, at at 2.18am on Monday 29th September, Cameron was born, with no pain relief and in the water just as I had planned...

fast forward 18mths, and Cammy {as we affectionatly call him} is a bundle of joy and energy... he has personality to boot, and is destined to be the class clown :)

He goes to Daycare 5 days a week, from 8.30pm till 3.30pm and he loves it...

Paris and Cammy are pretty close too... he goes into her bedroom everyday morning and gets her to turn her stereo on then dances the morning away :)

the kids left a tub of tomato sauce at his level, and this is the result...

Cheeky!!!

trying to fit in his bouncer :)

Paris

Paris is my miracle baby...

I was 19 and living in Melbourne when I fell pregnant with her, completely unplanned, I loved her from the moment I found out about her...

At 13 weeks, I heamorraged... the Dr's in Melbourne gave me an Anti-D injection, as I have a RH- blood type, they gave the injection more to stop the bleeding than to save the baby... the amount of blood I already lost, they figured there was no chance for her... I was sent for a scan the next morning, to confirm diagnose, and to see if a D&C was required... imagine the suprise on all of our faces when she was there on the screen, with a beating heart... yes, she was alive... Hence why I call her my miracle baby :)

My pregnancy was nothing short of awful... I couldn't stand the sight or smell of meat... I couldn't eat anything except toast... I lived on the stuff... I was sick all day, every day, all pregnancy... at 7mths I finally wanted to eat something other than toast - McDonalds Cheeseburgers, with mayo, and layered with chips of all things...

My waters broke at 1.30am on Monday 19th July 1999, 3 1/2 weeks early... contractions started pretty much straight away, but they wouldn't regulate at all... my midwife NEVER came to check me out... at 11pm I headed to the hospital, as I could take it no more... I was only 2cms dialated!!!! at 4am, I was given an epidural, not because I asked for one, but because they were talking c-section... I slept alot once the epidural was administered, and Paris' heart-rate remained regular and stable... at 12noon on Tuesday 20th July, I was still only 2cms :( ... the ball started to roll for a c-section... Paris' heart-rate was still good, so there wasn't much urgency, but it was gonna happen whether I liked it or not... at 1pm, I was fully prepped for my c-section... As they were wheeling me out the door, I made an all important announcement "I need to do a poo"... well they rushed me back in the room, the midwife checked me, and announced "you're fully dialated, you can start pushing now" {normally they wait for the epidural to wear, but because I was given the amount for a c-section, this would have taken anywhere between 4 and 8 hrs... so with absolutely no feeling at all, my midwife told me when to push, when to hold, when to breathe, when to stop pushing, and when to start the cycle all over again... Paris entered this world at 1.50pm, weighing 6lb 2oz, and she was perfect...

I loved her even more now that she was in my arms, and I knew from the moment I first laid on eyes on her, that I will live for her, kill for her, and die for her...

Fast forward nearly 11 years, and my darling baby, is still my darling baby... only she is nearly 11 years old... she is about to embark on the years, that will hopefully become her best memories when she becomes an adult :)

On her Motocross bike, which she saved up for and finally paid off in december. She aspires to be a 'krusty demon'... I think I need to get a life insurance policy for her lol

Having fun on the waterslide :)

Enjoying a "coffee"
at the carvan park

I will upload some pics of a "younger" Paris in time... for now, they are all stored on my EHD that I can't be bothered attaching :)

so...

I have a blog lol...

not sure anyone will follow it, but I have one anyway :)

a bit about me to begin with... I am 30 years old... live with my partner Ian {36yrs} and our 3 kids... Paris {mine, 10yrs}, Josh {his, 10yrs} and Cammy {ours, 18mths}..

Life is extremely busy in our house... I work 30hrs a week for St John Youth... I am a Divisional Manager for St John Youth also {which is a volunteer role}, the kids have many afterschool activities that I am running them to and from every day but alais, I love it...

• Monday - Paris and me - St John
• Tuesday - free day
• Wednesday - Paris and Josh - Swimming Lessons, Me - Pilates
• Thursday - Paris - Hockey practice, Josh - Soccer Practice {at this stage - may change to wednesday}
• Friday - free day during winter, Paris - Hockey academy during summer
• Saturday - in winter is spent at the kids sports fields lol

Poor Cam has just had to slot in from day one :)

I was a single mum to Paris for 7 years, so we have pretty amazing bond. during those 7 years I also created a Forum Chat Website for single parents - you can find that at www.newzealandsingleparents.co.nz

Well thats all for now... fingers crossed I get the hang of this blogging, and don't bore you all to death :)