Garbage and Wasps

Yesterday, Lauren got to go with Daddy to take the garbage out to the bins. After they put it in they were washing their hands and when Dave turned around he saw 2 wasps on her shirt. They went at him as he got them off her, but it was too late. She had already been stung. She started to cry but when daddy picked her up she kind of mellowed. He asked if she got hurt anywhere, but she didn't answer.
I heard them coming up the stairs and could tell by her cry that something was wrong. They came in and Dave said that he thought she was stung but didn't know. When I saw her face I assumed that that was the only one, but it turns out that she also had one on her chest and one on her middle finger on her right hand.














We put some Baking Soda on it and gave her an antihistamine and she wanted to watch Dora. While we were watching Dora she would make me go back to the picture of the wasp that we pulled up online and would keep saying "no no no wasp, no get Lauren"(well it actually sounds like wass, but you know what I mean.) While we were watching, Dave went down and sprayed the nest and killed the buggers. Lauren, of course, is taking full credit for killing them.
After the Bi-carb dried, we rinsed it off and put on some Plantain Oil and within 10 minutes of that, most of the "stingy stuff" had come out to a head (like a zit...look at the pics, amazing stuff it is!)














Today you can barley tell they are there, and she has only had to tell them off a few times...lol We went down and took a pic of the "carnage" that Dave has left behind.

Swimming With the Bugs

While Lauren and Dave were down stairs swimming Lauren said she was swimming with the bugs... so that is the name of this post. There were lots of bugs and Lauren kept making Dave fish them out then she would go and have a look at them. There were lots of wasps and unfortunately Dave saved some of them from drowning (see next post.)














But we have a neighbor that borrows the pool key from us and in return they let us play on their toys. Lauren loves it! She went fishing and caught daddy and then they went for a "ride" together. She isn't scared to do just about anything in the water anymore .

Pins and needles... What's the difference?...

Okay, Check this out! Dave's boss, Patrick, is a wonderful employer! He is so generous and makes sure Dave has what he needs etc. He and Dave get to talk a lot and have a good relationship. Patricks' mum-in-law does acupressure (and I thought that was all) and had put 2 people into labor this past week alone. So Dave asked if she would do some on me today (this being my due date and all) and she said yes. They even came over to our house as she works in the next town over (Hornsby) and didn't have to be to work until 9am.
So they got here at about ten to 8 this morning. She asked some questions and I answered and she told me that my pulse still hadn't started to speed up so she knew baby wasn't ready to come yet. I think that is fascinating that she can do any of this though! Back to the story though...
She got something out of her bag and then started wiping me on my pressure points with alcohol wipes. Then I saw the needles!!!

Do I need to even explain what my thoughts were? Dave said it was just like getting a zit popped. I told him "yeah right..!" Anyways, if you look at the pics you can see where they were put in. Hands, legs and behind the ankle bone. She would then move them until I told her what I was feeling. At one time she had the needle in my right ankle and I told her that it felt as though it were coming out of the other side of my foot, and when I looked down I could see the needle pushing my skin on the other side. I don't do needles very well and get kind of sick at the site (well, just writing about it now does the same thing!)
She found the 2 that made baby move the most and worked on those and then she went at my shoulder pressure points. I never knew anything could be so painful but still help! (Dave has had to do the pressure points a few more times thoughout the day.)
After they left me with instructions not to get wet for a while because I could get an infection where the needles were, Dave and Lauren went down to swim and I went to take Pics of their adventures.

See the next post for those...

But, hopefully that will help get bubby here
faster. I still don't think I am going to have a
baby. Neither does Dave though. I think I am going to be pregnant for the rest of my life! Anyways... We will keep you all updated on the Blog.

Cambelles Soup anyone?

Alright. Yes you see it clearly. She is just like her dad! But I have a story to tell about this!
After I came here a friend gave a Kitchen Tea (like a bridal shower) and in one of the games I had to answer questions that they had previously asked Dave. If I got the answers wrong, then I had to eat this really nasty looking baby food... needless to say, I was trying to remember everything he had ever told me! Well, one of the questions was, "What is Dave's favorite food?" To which I responded "KFC." Now if you know Dave, you know that he lived off this food. Everytime we would drive by a KFC, he would "salute the Colonel." Seriously! Anyways, I was told I was wrong and had to take a bite even though I had everyone on my side! Trish knew Dave ate there all the time, he lived with her for a while... but anyways, he said it was Cambelles Cream of Chicken soup. In the month I had been here, I had never seen him even have a can of it but he does indeed eat it all the time. Lauren comes up to me and puts on her smilie face and says, "Soup please my mommy?" So she gets soup with a "crack." She couldn't wait for dinner to be done one night and she was getting into everything trying to get to the soup (we were making Chicken and Celery) and after we finally gave her a taste of the soup out of the can with a promise that it would be done soon, she begged and begged for more. So, we sent her off with some that was left in the can and we finished making the meal. So , there are the photos we got of her.

38 weeks

Can I get any bigger? Almost there!

The Stick

So almost 2 years ago my friend gave me a stick to plant. She said it wasn't dead and that the plant is almost impossible to kill. Frangapani's are a lovely smelling flower and I really wanted my own tree to plant in my yard one day. (Dave brings me home some when they are in bloom.) So anyways, I felt like an IDIOT when I planted this stick and even dumber when I went out to water it. Everyone else has lovely green plants on their veranda's and I really wanted to hide my stick.
One day it started to get some leaves and I was so excited! I am sure I called Dave to tell him what I saw (just like I called him and told him when the mean old bird came and ate the only 2 tomatoes I had happened to grow.) Anyways, no blooms last year but we have our first bloom! Lauren tells us all the time, "Look, flower. Flower daddy flower." (When she says flower it sounds like shower so we are always a bit confused in the begining.) She is so excited by it but I am afraid she might pull it off! I want a few days to look at it before she gets her paws on it!
Anyways, thanks Suzi for the stick!

Fishing Adventures

Lauren and Daddy like to go fishing with out the smell of fish, so daddy ties the skip rope to a balloon and Lauren will sit there for at least 10 min "fishing." She holds it out our window and then reels it in. So funny to watch! They had to come up with a new game though! Daddy was the fisherman and Lauren the fish...