Sunday, 12 June 2011

Let's just call it 'Spot'

 I'm not sure this post will include a picture. Why?!? Because it's about my spot ( and for those of you who are confused....... a zit.)
 I know it's a bit unusual to talk about something like a facial blemish, but hey. I'm unusual. And the reason I'm willing to speak about it, is because it's caused quite a stir in my little family.
 I woke up about 3 days ago with a red speck on my forehead. You know those ones that you only know are there because it hurts like heck everytime you furl your brow, but they aren't visible to anyone else?!? And the kind that you so badly want to have a go at squeezing, but you know, in your heart, that it hasn't got a head and therefor will not pop, but you can't control your urge to just give it a little poke?!? And then once you start poking you think ' Well, now that I've started, I need to give it a proper go!' And then you start to give 'er, and what started as a little, tiny speck that no one else could see, is now a MASSIVE, angry zit that is so obvious, and so much more painful, and you never even had the satisfaction of getting anything out of it?!? Ya, that kind. They're awesome.
So Asher says to me 'Mom, what is that on your head?!'
Me--What do you mean?!? 
Asher-' That big, red, spot. What is it?! ' 
Me--Oh, nothing. 
Asher--' Jacob!! Come and see this massive spot that Mummy has on her head!!!' 
 Now, I start laughing. Rewind 10 years ago, when I was having problems with adult acne, and so bad that I wanted to hid in my closet all day long ( and looking back now, I know it wasn't that bad, but not having teen acne, it was AWFUL for me), then, I would have wanted to hid in my shell. Now, I don't mind. And because it was just the one, I was seriously NOT bothered. So I was kind of enjoying the attention I was getting ;) 
 I squeezed it again at night time, while I was bathing the kids, and still nothing. Asher was still completely intrigued by it. 'Mom. Why is it still there?! Does it hurt?? It's so massive!' Aniya keeps pointing at me, saying 'Owie!' and then keeps kissing me cuz she feels sorry for me. Jacob keeps asking me why I have a 
spot on my head, and how it got there. I just told him-'Give it 10 years Cobs. You'll know!' He was completely confused.......... Every time I looked over at Jo, he pretended he got poked in the eye...;) My family is VERY funny. So, we've called it Spot. Sadly, Spot's day ( or days ) of glory have come to an end. I think I may actually miss all the attention it was giving me. It brought out the humor in my kids, which I found hilarious. Jacob is clever enough to know that he could mock me for it, and I liked that ( weird, I know.)   Side-note/story---- We have a bucket of magnetic letters, and when I walked into the kitchen today, it said 'Poopy Asher' on the oven. I questioned Jacob about it, and he instantly replied with-'Huh?! I thought I put a 'L' on there. That's weird.'--he is his father's son.
 So tomorrow, my life will return to normal. Spot will have disappeared completely, and I shall just be known as Mummy again. Oh well, it was good while it lasted ;)  R.I.P Spot.
Okay, so I've added one picture. This is me without Spot ( I think ;)

Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Poorly little girl

 So I'm stuck at home today with a poorly little girl. Asher had conjunctivitis last week, and Aniya seems to have got it off him. But it's affected her far more than Asher. It almost looks as though she has eczema on her eyes as well. They're so red and puffy. Poor little girl. AND she's got a rockin' temperature. Awesome.

 Last week was half-term and I had all 3 at home with me. I don't know if it's my age, but I am becoming more and more irritable and far less patient these days. Everything seems to drive me crazy, and tips me over the edge so easily! I am having to CONSTANTLY remind myself to calm down and be patient. How my Mom managed with 5, I shall never know. ANYWAYS, so even though Aniya is not well, having only her at home with me still feels wonderful. I have moments where I can think, and no one interrupts me. If I whack on Peppa Pig, she actually sits still for the entirety of the program. This is incredible for my little whirl-wind of a girl!

 Aniya, although TROUBLE, is such a little treasure, and such a blessing to us. I always saw myself as Mother to only boys, and before I ever had any kids, if you would have asked me if I could could choose to have 3 boys or 3 girls, I would have said 3 boys. And even now, I love my boys. But there is something pretty special about this girl. 

 When I was pregnant with Asher, I was so convinced that he was a girl. My pregnancy was so different to Jacobs----I felt great with Jacob--full of energy, positive, LOVED being pregnant. Then with Asher, I carried him completely differently, I felt horrible--completely different. So I was CONVINCED he was a girl. And it wasn't until he was born, that i realized just how much I actually wanted a girl. Ofcourse I was pleased with my new little baby, but I couldn't help but feel disappointment.

 When I was pregnant with Aniya, again, I had a gut feeling that she was girl. But, I didn't want to allow myself to believe it because of how convinced I was with Asher. I did all the silly tests-- Chinese calender, the ring test---everything came back as girl, but I couldn't allow myself to believe it. So when Aniya was born, when the midwives said 'IT'S A GIRL!', I was on cloud nine! I just couldn't believe it. And for months afterwards, sometimes I would just stop and think 'Wow. I can't believe we have been blessed with a girl.' And this doesn't mean I am any less in love with my boys ( I don't think that could be possible) but she just seems to have been the missing link. Jacob absolutely adores her. I constantly find him just gazing at her, completely in a trance, smiling and then saying 'Aniya is so beautiful.' And Aniya LOVES her brothers. I think Asher is her favourite, which Jacob hates, but Asher and Aniya play together, and he doesn't demand her love. Jacob forces himself on her, and it drives her nuts. I get it. I often grab them and kiss and cuddle them, and it drives them crazy!

  Aniya is independent, stubborn, happy and just plain goofy. There is something about her that draws people to her. In fact, I think all 3 of them possess this quality. But there is something about her that just draws you in. She already knows how to be funny and witty. She knows when to turn on her charm, and if she has been naughty, she knows how to turn it around in her favour. It's hilarious to see! And even though she is a bit poorly today, she still knows how to have fun. Seriously, where do kids get their energy from?!?