Jacqui is here!!!

It's very rare for the three of us to be in the same picture, so thanks to Jacqui, we're getting the occational snap...
Speaking of whom, Jacqui arrived last Friday from Marseille to spend time with her new grandchild and first grand-daughter. It's so good having her here, especially because I can get some time to myself while she looks after baby. PLus, it can get quite dull talking to Maeva all day,...heheh.

Whenever the weather is good (and it's hardly been good), Jacqui and I would pack the stroller and head out for a walk with Maeva. This photo is at the Lake in Hamilton.
The four of us are gonna be in Samoa for 2 weeks, looking forward to some REAL sunshine!!!

Allez L'OM

An Ode to Buzzy Bee

Buzz Buzz Busy Bee Buzzing all so Busily

I remember that from Year 3 at St Theresa's school is Sister Losa's class.

Unpredictable as Weather

Week 7 in Maeva's Life


Hello my faithful readers (i.e, me, Jackie and Gui hahah),

Just touching base to inform you all (above three and others who have accidentally ventured into my psychotic lil' world) that Life is GGGOOOOODDDD!!!

The sun shines, the grass smells like freshly mowed grass, because it is freshly mowed grass,.. come to think of it...and our insurance company bought me a brand spanking new laptop with all the latest gadgets and much much more. I love A on Insurance!

In other breaking news, my stretchmarks are sloooowwly fading away, and i am heading out to the mall to buy a new swimsuit for Samoa, while Granma Jacqui babysits!!! Yay.
Granma Jacqui and Maeva at home...
Baby has had the cold in the last few days, with a runny nose, coughs, and very watery poos, but she's a fighter my girl, so all is well on the home front.

Tune in tomorrow for more exciting news....

Do i sound like a real desperate housewife or what?

Except, i'm the brunette version of Lynette with less kids, less highlights and a nuttier hubby.

Ah, Life...
This is Gui at midnight trying to put Maeva to sleep.

-1 degrees.....hey, how can i type the "o" for degree here?? wonder if microsoft has a key for that?
Anyhow, this is what our backyard looked like this morning...a pretty white coating on the landscape (uuummm, what landscape?), perfect to look at from my bed, horrible if you had to wake up and go to work, hahaha...sorry Gui!!

Fieldays, Burglary and General update

"Aunty Sheree, where's my Malibu?"

Here's a photo of our very good friend Sheree and Maeva (week 4), Sheree is our #1 babysitter.

Burglary
Okay, here's some bad news from us. While we were at Sheree's last Saturday night, our house got broken into and the asssholes went thru everything and stole lots of stuff, worse of all our laptop got stolen with bub's photos and lots of our work.
I was really upset but im over it now, the important thing is baby is fine and we are insured...yay.

The only thing I hate is knowing some shithead went thru my underwear drawer. Bastards, I hope they get run over but not die but instead live a painful existence.
Phew!!! I feel better!!

Heres photos from today of us at the Fieldays in Waikato.
This is the biggest farming/agricultural exhibition in the Southern Hemisphere. Every man's dream come true...big machines, big trucks, big bulls, big balls hahah...not really.
So Gui was like a little kid again, running all over the stalls, wishing he could own the latest Holden 4 wheel drive,...keep dreaming my love.




Sniff his bum while your are at it, hahaha

The highs and woes of motherhood, a personal lament

Its been 2 weeks, 6 days, 8 hours and counting since Maeva pushed her way through into my arms, and frankly, I don't remember what it feels like to sleep more than 3 hours anymore.
Half the time I don't remember the days, or the hours or the dates.
At all.
Because my concept of time is a 3 hour clock called Maeva. 3 hours of heavenly sleep. Which is just as well because that is what her second name means, "Moelagi-Heavenly Sleep". Now I realise I didn't put in all of her name into the birth registry: "3 hourly Moelagi".

If it sounds like i'm complaining.
Why not? It's my blog and i did it to b**** and whine about Life. There!

I'm only human, and as such, we homo-sapiens tend to delve on the negative before we count our blessings and be grateful. Usually.

So i'll be unique today and brag on about how beautiful my baby's smile is, how I love watching her wake up, yawn and flex her tired little body as if she has been doing hard labour in Guatanamo Bay.
I love everything about her, how she now recognises my voice and how she stops crying when Gui picks her up. How she looks around curiously while she sprays poo all over the change mat. Or when I spend so much time bathing her, applying the rash cream to her backside, putting on her socks and then she does another big poo.

Before I had Maeva, I told myself that I wasn't gonna be those mommas who rave on and on endlessly about their babies...Babies, Diapers, Rashes, Sleep Patterns, etc etc.

But I came to realise I am that momma that normal people (like my former self) can't stand. Self-obsessed with their own offspring..a.k.a Poobrainer.

This is what I have to say to my former self (the anti-poobrainers):
Your will never appreciate the joys of motherhood and poobrain-ness until a small hand grasps your thumb, when they smile for the first time, when she falls asleep on your bossom and you feel her breath to the rythym of your beating heart. Until then, you will never know any better.

It's 4:46 pm on a wet rainy Wednesday afternoon, Maeva has another hour to sleep and I have another hour to hurry up and clean the house before Gui comes home and realises I have not done my chores. hahaha

Aroha nui from Aotearoa!!!

Today's photos:
Maeva's first play mate, lil' Rico, David and Roana's future All Black prop!

"Whose this giant?" asks Maeva. Maeva is dwarfed in Steve's arms.