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holding in wee

So my Daughter Eliza eliza water 5
Has been toilet trained for a while now. She was trained but then got MEGA UBER LAZY and I got nervous every time  we stepped outside that she would wee in a shop or in the stroller. SO I put her back in Nappies and she was not in the least bit fussed. Then one of her little friends toilet trained and she was obviously inspired and announced she no longer needed nappies and she would be wearing pants. EXCELLENT…

No issues all done it was like me and you wearing pants, well as long as you are not someone who wets their pants, I’m not unless you tickle me like crazy when I am drunk and then make me laugh in your mothers kitchen. No I never did that. stop asking…

So the past two weeks the divine miss 3.5 has taken to wetting her pants. It started with myself and my husband finding pink pants hidden in the bathroom, and a little naked bottom in the house, they weren’t actually wet just damp. Then came the full on “I’ve wet myself” welcome to what I call “power weeing” I think in my own way this is another one of those things no one ever tells  you about. Another “power trip” for kids Another I’ve lost control of my life what can I do, why yes, I can wet myself.

Eliza really doesn’t care she wets herself, and here’s why. It’s far easier to pee your pants when you are playing, going to the toilet means you will have to stop and also it might mean your baby brother touches what ever it is you were not playing with but now want. Another thing, we have 3 toilets in this house and for some FREAKIN reason at any given time she decides to go to the one upstairs and creates a enormous fuss about it. Now I really don’t gander to this and sternly tell her to go to the closest bathroom.

SO it has now come to the point where every HOUR I am having to remind her to go to the bathroom, and threatening nappies for her again. She does not want nappies.

save me someone before I have to wash another pair of fairy pants

If anyone out there wets their pants or has a child who wets their pants please enlighten me as to how you stopped and how you managed to stop this little power peeing struggle

Yours in pantsville

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OMG I finally uploaded some pictures!
Look how my boy has changed!
And then He changed again had had his 1st Proper hair cut

Now then lets talk about Eliza

She is cracking me up lately – she also makes me wonder if in fact she was sent here by satan to see if I want to carry on living.

A few things she has said this week.

While driving I slammed my brakes on, no reason just felt like it.

Eliza said “careful mummy, you made the car jump and at the same time wrecked my hairstyle”

OMG I burst out laughing, your hairstyle? Right sorry forgot you spent errr 0 time doing it this morning.

Jeremiah was looking at some dirt on the floor.

Eliza pipes up “no,no. no my darling we don’t eat dirt do we” Wonder where she picked this up

And just this second
Jeremiah says “dis” meaning he wants booby
Eliza – “mummy you need to feed him right now”

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Because that’s why

Eliza says this 45498 times a day. Give or take a little

Often she will do something wrong like yelling in the house which we don’t allow.
Me – Eliza where do we shout?
Eliza – outside
Me – SO why did you shout inside?
Eliza – Because that’s why

Today she built a train track and right behind her was Jeremiah who ripped it all apart, I was watching the whole thing unfold in front of me, I carried on watching, I try to do this as much as possible and let them work their issues out as much as they can. Well She screamed at him.

JEREMIAH YOU WRECKED MY TRAIN TRACKS

Jeremiah bounced up and down wildly and shrieked thrilled with his work

And then I saw her pushing him and pushing him, trying to get him to fall over

Me – what are you doing
Eliza- I’m pushing Jeremiah
Me – Why?
Eliza – Because that’s why

Honestly it’s funny but it’s tiring because I am always asking her why and she is always saying “because that’s why”

Today I said OK from now on you are going to have to understand “why” so I said “You pushed Jeremiah didn’t you? Yes Mummy, why? Because that’s why. NO ELIZA!!!!!

You have to say “I pushed him because he broke my train tracks”

Eliza – I know he did

I am trying to get her to be able to explain “why” when someone asks her

I think this could take a while

PS
I have grade 3 whiplash be careful riding a swing with you kids!

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Because that's why

Eliza says this 45498 times a day. Give or take a little

Often she will do something wrong like yelling in the house which we don’t allow.
Me – Eliza where do we shout?
Eliza – outside
Me – SO why did you shout inside?
Eliza – Because that’s why

Today she built a train track and right behind her was Jeremiah who ripped it all apart, I was watching the whole thing unfold in front of me, I carried on watching, I try to do this as much as possible and let them work their issues out as much as they can. Well She screamed at him.

JEREMIAH YOU WRECKED MY TRAIN TRACKS

Jeremiah bounced up and down wildly and shrieked thrilled with his work

And then I saw her pushing him and pushing him, trying to get him to fall over

Me – what are you doing
Eliza- I’m pushing Jeremiah
Me – Why?
Eliza – Because that’s why

Honestly it’s funny but it’s tiring because I am always asking her why and she is always saying “because that’s why”

Today I said OK from now on you are going to have to understand “why” so I said “You pushed Jeremiah didn’t you? Yes Mummy, why? Because that’s why. NO ELIZA!!!!!

You have to say “I pushed him because he broke my train tracks”

Eliza – I know he did

I am trying to get her to be able to explain “why” when someone asks her

I think this could take a while

PS
I have grade 3 whiplash be careful riding a swing with you kids!

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Because that's why

Eliza says this 45498 times a day. Give or take a little

Often she will do something wrong like yelling in the house which we don’t allow.
Me – Eliza where do we shout?
Eliza – outside
Me – SO why did you shout inside?
Eliza – Because that’s why

Today she built a train track and right behind her was Jeremiah who ripped it all apart, I was watching the whole thing unfold in front of me, I carried on watching, I try to do this as much as possible and let them work their issues out as much as they can. Well She screamed at him.

JEREMIAH YOU WRECKED MY TRAIN TRACKS

Jeremiah bounced up and down wildly and shrieked thrilled with his work

And then I saw her pushing him and pushing him, trying to get him to fall over

Me – what are you doing
Eliza- I’m pushing Jeremiah
Me – Why?
Eliza – Because that’s why

Honestly it’s funny but it’s tiring because I am always asking her why and she is always saying “because that’s why”

Today I said OK from now on you are going to have to understand “why” so I said “You pushed Jeremiah didn’t you? Yes Mummy, why? Because that’s why. NO ELIZA!!!!!

You have to say “I pushed him because he broke my train tracks”

Eliza – I know he did

I am trying to get her to be able to explain “why” when someone asks her

I think this could take a while

PS
I have grade 3 whiplash be careful riding a swing with you kids!

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Eliza turns 3!


Happy 3rd Birthday Eliza!!!
Here’s my Birth story of Eliza

Thursday 6th of April 13, 2006
I was admitted to hospital to begin induction 7 days after my due date, I was already 2cm dilated and told this would help to get things going. I was happy and excited thinking that by at least Friday I would have Eliza in my arms.
They checked me at 9pm that night and said I had only progressed to 3-4cm despite having fairly regular contractions things were still slow. So I had a sleep and at 6am the next day they put the 2nd lot of gel in, at 1pm they checked me and said I had made zero progress by now the contractions were hurting I found it hard to believe I was getting no where. Soon after the internal a DR. Showed up and said look it’s bad news your baby is brow presentation, there is no way you can deliver vaginally and this is why you have made little progress. You will need a c/section that is the only way the baby will come out.

I was devastated I begged to try and turn her I wanted to find out some kinda way to get her to move, but they said look this is so rare the baby won’t turn. So while they organised my c/section I cried my eyes out feeling like I had been too impatient and should of let labour come naturally.

At 6pm they took me to theatre and gave me the local anaesthetic and then the epidural which hurt like hell and as they took me into theatre I was struggling to breath, the spinal block was to much and had gone to my neck they gave me oxygen and did another internal, and announced “this baby is not brow presentation, she can deliver vaginally” they asked me what did I want to do, but I was find it hard to breath so talking was out of the question I pointed to the door to get Unal he came in and said “yes she wants a vaginal birth” and with that they stopped everything and took me to the labour ward. Where I laboured for another 10 hours after 10 hours they said yep your fully dilated start pushing, so I did but had to be told when to push by my Unal and the midwife as the epi/spinal block was so heavy, I could hardly feel a thing only my tummy going tight. After 2 hours of pushing, she went to get a doctor who said look you are getting no where you need a c/section…I begged again please no, I can do this, if they would reduce the epidural I would be able to feel more and push more efficiently, I asked about venthouse, forceps etc they said no, nothing will work I must have the c/section and with that was taken back to theatres soon after.

They administered the epidural very slowly after what had happened earlier. The operation started I hated the tugging and pulling but kept the thought my baby would soon be here and I would soon be with her. Unal was at my head talking to me, they pulled Eliza out rushed her around to me for a kiss and took her off to be cleaned and weighed. She was born 10.41am 8/4/06 weighing 8lb 12oz and 52cms. Apgar of 9 and then 10

I started to feel very sick, then I heard them saying she is bleeding, I spoke out and said I am going to vomit by now Unal was at my head again with Eliza but I couldn’t concentrate on them I called out I was going to vomit and at that point they made Unal leave, I was vomiting and bleeding profusely I had 3 surgeons working on me and they were pumping fluid into me to stop the vomiting. I ended up with a blood transfusion of 2 units and lost close to half of my total blood amount. The surgeon came to me head stroked my face and said you are very lucky to still be here young lady well done.

In recovery I was feeling like I had run a marathon I couldn’t breath properly and told them I was struggling to breath, the doctor came and listened to my chest and heard her saying she has fluid on her lungs and needs a diuretic very soon and minutes later they were sorting my lungs out with an iv in my hand, it felt good to breath again, and I was put onto oxygen.

At that point Unal came running into recovery with the baby demanding to know what was going on no one had told him anything the last he had heard was 4 hours prior I was getting a blood transfusion and not to worry they had left him alone with the newborn baby and no updates on me. His eyes were red raw from crying, he thought I was going to die he said the last time I saw you the doctors were screaming at one another to hurry up and stop the bleeding and you were vomiting everywhere.

The poor guy I can’t imagine what he must have gone through with thinking he was going to be a single father. He was told off by recovery for coming to see me and I was in no state to be seen I demanded he stayed and said “look he thought I was going to die give the bloody guy a break let him be with me and his daughter” and they did and I got to breastfeed Eliza for the first time too.

I was then taken to acute care for 24 hours to be observed every 30 minutes to make sure my breathing was stable and the bleeding didn’t happen again.

The next day I was taken to postnatal and allowed visitors and could shower on my own and was able to walk around.

So that is my birth story so not what I had visioned I had my natural water birth planned and no intervention.

Eliza you have given a fantastic three years I love you more than you know You are amazing!

These are two old websites they cover the first 2 years of her life!
Eliza 1st year
Eliza’s 2nd year

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Eliza high Key!

I got one! She is becoming more elusive as time passes. I think perhaps she is a bit tired of me taking her picture!

I am loving “high Key photo’s” I love being able to make the areas I want glow & bold it’s such fun. It’s easy to shoot, the post processing takes some time 10-15 mins per photo due to personal choices!

I tell you Eliza is 3 next week where has the time gone next week an Eliza special!

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