last night I put skylar in her cot and went to bed... now hubby only sleeps in the spare room if Skylar is in bed with me cause he is worried about rolling over on to her and accidently killing her... Cause he still suffers night terrors after al these years... What I cant figure out how is when I woke up I was holding Skylar... hubby says she was in our bed all night wich is why I found him in the spare bed this morning... But I dont remember picking her up... I know I go to bed long before hubby but if he did not put her in bed with me wich he wouldnt because he and i dont want her getting used to sleeping with mummy...(she has her own room)... Then did I? I dont know.... I am so confused... This happened a few weeks ago as well... and hubby made a point of telling me he does not want her in our bed... he did not get cranky or anything he just told me how he felt about not only co sleeping but if she were to climb in our bed when she is older and how little privacy we would get....

sheesh now i am rambling... sorry guys... I must be nuts!!!!!

I already had 2 dozen nappies when she was born... Then a month later my unti sent me another 2 dozen second hand cloth nappies that she dont use nemore... And because I am so adamant about using cloth nappies a friend of mine dug hers out of storage and gave me 48 cloth nappies 6 flanellete nappies, 2 modern cloth nappies...  then came the pilchers she allso gave me... four different coloured plastic (6 of eac colour) ones and some fluffy ones...

yesterday skylar was in an extremely good mood all day playing and do new tricks and talking nonstop...

Hubby who has loved her dearly fromday one and has always said so... Often tells me 1 child is enough for now and i dont know how you cope if i had to take care of her on my own i would be insane by now... He says this cause he still does not know how to get her settled when she is upset...

But yesterday he said I cant wait to have more huny as i now know why they call them little bundles of joy... I could have cried i was so happy...

heres hoping we have another 1 soon

I am going to bed and no one is stopping me i am going to curl up with a good book so i can wind down and then i am falling asleep yep thats righ... and i will sleep for 10 hours with out interruption... bubs is down for the night... hubby is downstairs working on his art and i am going to bed.... sweet sweet bed lol sigh

goodnidht minti until tomorrow

the weather has been to hot to do much today and so i have spent way to much on time on minti...

I have blog twice posted numerous jokes answered questions sent email asked question and spent 10 hours on here all in between playing with bubs feeding bubs giving her numerous baths to cool down... i even fed her whilst sitting at the computer...

I have not accomplished much today at all I am just gllad that hubby keeps up to date with the house work for me...

He is forever telling me you take care of bubs and i take care of the house and that leaves me lost whenever she is asleep as he says you relax darling let me do this... Dont get me wrong i love our arrangement and he still spends plenty of time with her but i am getting real bored real quickly 1 baby is not enough of a challenge i want more...

and if by some chance skylar does drive me nuts he takes over... the only thing he does not do is change pooey nappies.. wet ones are fine...

I do cook dinners though as cooking is a stress relief for me... and i love being creative... I have also added a new chapter to my novel that i am writing... but i can only spend so much time doing that because even though i have the plot already i still get burnt out trying to write it and make it interesting for the reader... I made the bed before he could beat me to it and he told me off saying i need to relax more as a well rested mum is a good mum...

oh well boy do i luv my hubby

she has not only discovered shes got hands she has discoverd she has feet to...oshe has been trying to grab the toys above her play area with her feet you should hust see her concentrate lol

my darling daughter is 4 months old and she is currently in her cot on her tummy cause she refuses to lay down and have a nap...

She is talking to her favourite toy and trying to work out how best to reach it asthe toy is at one end of the cot and she is at the other...

she is having the time of her life at the moment lol

>>

This email was sent to me by a friend i dont know who started the chain but i think it is awsome

>>                   Two Choices
>>
>>                   What would you do?....you make the choice. Don't
>>look for a punch line,
>>
>>                   There isn't one. Read it anyway. My question is:
>>
>>                   Would you have made the same choice?
>>
>>
>>
>>                   At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves
>>learning-disabled children,
>>
>>                   The father of one of the students delivered a
>>speech that would never be
>>
>>                   Forgotten by all who attended. After extolling
>>the school and its dedicated
>>
>>                   Staff, he offered a question: "When not
>>interfered with by outside
>>
>>                   Influences, everything nature does is done with
>>perfection. Yet my son,
>>
>>                   Shay, cannot learn things as other children do.
>>He cannot understand things
>>
>>                   As other children do. Where is the natural order
>>of things in my son?"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   The audience was stilled by the query.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   The father continued. "I believe that when a
>>child like Shay,
>>
>>                   Physically and mentally handicapped comes into
>>the world, an opportunity to
>>
>>                   Realize true human nature presents itself, and
>>it comes in the way other
>>
>>                   People treat that child."
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Then he told the following story:
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay and his father had walked past a park where
>>some boys Shay knew were
>>
>>                   Playing baseball. Shay asked, "Do you think
>>they'll let me play?"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay's father knew that most of the boys would
>>not want someone like Shay on
>>
>>                   Their team, but the father also understood that
>>if his son were allowed to
>>
>>                   Play, it would give him a much-needed sense of
>>belonging and some confidence
>>
>>                   To be accepted by others in spite of his
>>handicaps.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay's father approached one of the boys on the
>>field and asked (not
>>
>>                   Expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy
>>looked around for guidance and
>>
>>                   Said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is
>>in the eighth inning. I
>>
>>                   Guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put
>>him in to bat in the ninth
>>
>>                   Inning."
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay struggled over to the team's bench and,
>>with a broad smile, put on a
>>
>>                   Team shirt. His Father watched with a small tear
>>in his eye and warmth in
>>
>>                   His heart. The boys saw the father's joy at his
>>son being accepted. In the
>>
>>                   Bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored
>>a few runs but was still
>>
>>                   Behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning,
>>Shay put on a glove and
>>
>>                   Played in the right field. Even though no hits
>>came his way, he was
>>
>>                   Obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and
>>
>>                   On the field, grinning from ear to ear as his
>>father waved to him from the
>>
>>                   Stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning,
>>Shay's team scored again. Now,
>>
>>                   With two outs and the bases loaded, the
>>potential winning run was on base
>>
>>                   And Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give
>>away their chance to win the
>>
>>                   Game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat.
>>Everyone knew that a hit was all
>>
>>                   But impossible because Shay didn't even know how
>>to hold the bat properly,
>>
>>                   Much less connect with the ball.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the
>>pitcher, recognizing that the
>>
>>                   Other team was putting winning aside for this
>>moment in Shay's life, moved
>>
>>                   In a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay
>>could at least make
>>
>>                   Contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung
>>clumsily and missed. The
>>
>>                   Pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss
>>the ball softly towards Shay.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and
>>hit a slow ground ball
>>
>>                   Right back to the pitcher.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   The game would now be over. The pitcher picked
>>up the soft grounder and
>>
>>                   Could have easily thrown the ball to the first
>>baseman. Shay would have been
>>
>>                   Out and that would have been the end of the
>>game.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over
>>the first baseman's head, out
>>
>>                   Of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the
>>stands and both teams started
>>
>>                   yelling, "Shay, run to first! Run to first!"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Never in his life had Shay ever run that far,
>>but he made it to first base.
>>
>>                   He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and
>>startled.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Everyone yelled, "Run to second, run to second!"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards
>>second, gleaming and
>>
>>                   struggling to make it to the base. By the time
>>Shay rounded towards second
>>
>>                   base, the right fielder had the ball .. The
>>smallest guy on their team who
>>
>>                   now had his first chance to be the hero for his
>>team. He could have thrown
>>
>>                   the
>>
>>                   ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he
>>understood the
>>
>>                   pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally
>>threw the ball high
>>
>>                   and far over the third-baseman's head. Shay ran
>>toward third base
>>
>>                   deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled
>>the bases toward home.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   All were screaming, "Shay, Shay, Shay, all the
>>Way Shay"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay reached third base because the opposing
>>shortstop ran to help him by
>>
>>                   turning him in the direction of third base, and
>>shouted, "Run to third!
>>
>>                   Shay, run to third!"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams,
>>and the spectators, were on
>>
>>                   their feet screaming, "Shay, run home! Run
>>home!"
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was
>>cheered as the hero who hit
>>
>>                   the grand slam and won the game for his team.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   "That day", said the father softly with tears
>>now rolling down his face,
>>
>>                   "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece
>>of true love and humanity
>>
>>                   into this world".
>>
>>
>>
>>                   Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died
>>that winter, having never
>>
>>                   forgotten being the hero and making his father
>>so happy, and coming home and
>>
>>                   seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little
>>hero of the day!
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>
>>                   AND NOW A LITTLE FOOTNOTE TO THIS STORY: We all
>>send thousands of jokes
>>
>>                   through the e-mail without a second thought, but
>>when it comes to sending
>>
>>                   messages about life choices, people hesitate.
>>The crude, vulgar, and often
>>
>>                   obscene pass freely through cyberspace, but
>>public
>>
>>                   discussion about decency is too often suppressed
>>in our schools and
>>
>>                   workplaces.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   If you're thinking about forwarding this
>>message, chances are that you're
>>
>>                   probably sorting out the people in your address
>>book who aren't the
>>
>>                   "appropriate" ones to receive this type of
>>message.  Well, the person who
>>
>>                   sent you this believes that we all can make a
>>difference. We all have
>>
>>                   thousands of opportunities every single day to
>>help realize the "natural
>>
>>                   order of things." So many seemingly trivial
>>interactions  between two people
>>
>>                   present us with a choice: Do we pass along a
>>little spark of love and
>>
>>                   humanity or do we pass up those opportunities
>>and leave the world a little
>>
>>                   bit colder in the process?
>>
>>
>>
>>                   A wise man once said every society is judged by
>>how it treats it's least
>>
>>                   fortunate amongst them.
>>
>>
>>
>>                   You now have two choices:
>>
>>                   1. Delete
>>
>>                   2. Forward
>>
>>
>>
>>                   May your day, be a Shay Day

now i know why poeple go deaf bald and grey when they get old.... BABIES!!!!!!!!!!

that constant crying and screaming... Aaaaaaaaaaah!!!!!

you just dont know what to do If it is not hunger its wind.... and if its not wind is a yucky nappy.... and if its not a yucky nappy its teething pain... and last but not least if it is none  of the above then they play silly buggers.... CRY AND MUMMY COMES!!! HEHEHEE she thinks its funny......

by the way guess who left teeth marks on mummies pinky when she tried to rub teething gel on....

There is some damn good advice out there that is not getting seen because some minti high and mighty self f***ing rightous minti members do not agree with it.... It is not copy writed has no rude words and is parenting advice but.... because it is too short and sweet or because they dont agree they either report it or put it down before it gets out... Advice is advice... if they dont agree they can give it a 1 or 2 star rating and express their opinion once it is in the advice column rather than stop it from appearing all together...

Also i would like to know why there is one rule for most minti members but the top ones have different rule...

A long while ago i posted advice on giving advice but it got reported because it was too short and sweet and because they thought it should go into my blog or into the writing advice group (I did not have a problem with this I learnt and moved on)... and now i go looking on minti in the advice section and i see 1 of the top members writing advice on the best spell checker program they can use with minti... whilst it is good advice it is NOT parenting advice... and therefore should not be there... but what can i do if i report it it will be back there in a matter of a couple hours....

I am sick of the double standards and i am sorry if i offend some minti members but enough is enough... I ahve a right mind to leave minti if I dont see some form of improvement soon...

I am absolutely disgusted with everyones attitudes... just because you have admin rights does mean you can abuse them....

thanx blog for letting me let off steam

Little miss has finaly worn herself out had a huge feed played for an hour or so and has gone back to sleep yay..... Now so can I...

Goodnight all

Its 2.30 am and wouldn't you know it little miss wants to play... Sure great I just got used to her sleeping 10 hours of a night and then suddenly tonight she is up playing and not wanting to sleep...

Also it is so darned hot that i have decided to let her have nappy and clothing free time... usualy she sleep through this but not tonight...

And her backside stink she keeps Opening her bows (cant spell at all here) and letting of stinky cheese smelling wind... whats the deal with that she only has formula....

I temporarily started her on farax a while back but then she went off her food cause she was sick but am going to start her on it again in the morning i just hope i get some sleep soon...

gosh i can still hear her laughing and gurgling... she has such a cute chuckle just wish it was not such an ungodly hour...