tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67291909561909240572024-03-13T10:01:58.117+10:00Designer MamasNicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-29373574488908890902012-07-01T13:17:00.000+10:002012-07-01T13:17:49.414+10:00happy birthday beautiful girlat exactly this time last year i was preparing to meet you. i was nervous, anxious and very, very scared. i was worried about the pain, the recovery and the 3 other little kids i had at home.<br />
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here you come... welcome baby girl</div>
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our first moments together</div>
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proud daddy - it never loses it's buzz so precious and little - just 2880g</div>
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you were just adorable</div>
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and this is you now - such a beautiful happy little girl</div>
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happy 1st birthday mila - you have been a pure joy in our family and we love you so very much.</div>
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she's sexy, she's glamourous and she's super confident. funky mama is made of 95% cotton, 5% spandex and just screams sophistication and style. you will certainly be the best looking woman in the maternity ward with this beautiful number.</div>
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<br />Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-89348862643321552282012-05-21T14:05:00.000+10:002012-05-21T14:05:37.306+10:00we've gone internationalwe are so super excited to announce... we've gone INTERNATIONAL!<br />
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our gorgeous range of birthing gowns are now available in Dubai at <a href="http://www.blushandbloom.com/shop/Designer-Mamas/" target="_blank">Blush and Bloom</a>. if you are located in UAE and are pregnant be sure you stop over to check them out as they really have some wonderful products. you can also like them on facebook <a href="https://www.facebook.com/blushandbloom" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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<br />Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-80022691634306543102012-04-27T09:17:00.000+10:002012-04-27T09:17:12.183+10:00FFS - 27th April<br />
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so i decided it was time to join in on <a href="http://www.dearbabyg.com/" target="_blank">Dear Baby G's</a> FFS, it's not like i wouldn't have any material...</div>
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husband for some reason doesn't see the need to use a towel after a shower & makes wet footprints all over the floor - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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we have white porcelain tiles that you can't see wet footprints on and it makes the tiles a complete death trap - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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i hate when people don't get back to me. i think i am very considerate of peoples time so i ensure i allow enough time for people to get things done and i don't often ask for things in unachievable time frames but really is getting back to me an unreasonable request - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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ok maybe i'm just unreasonable - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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i'm going away to melbourne for a trade show and i didn't think i'd have that much 'stuff' to take, i was wrong - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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i have to put the 3 little kids in childcare for the whole week i'm away at the trade show. childcare for 3 kids is VERY expensive - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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the baby is now 10mths old and still has reflux. no need to feel sorry for her as it doesn't bother her, only now she crawls around and vomits - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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the baby is now crawling - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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on said white porcelain tiles - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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i found out yesterday afternoon that the Mothers Day gift exchange for school has to be in today - <i><b>FFS</b></i></div>
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Mothers Day is ages away - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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miss 6 has a new tuckshop at school and she is very excited about this. i sent her off to school yesterday with her little paper lunch bags with what she was having written on them & the money inside. there's no tuckshop on thursdays - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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mother of the year award to me yet again - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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i actually <i>do</i> know there isn't tuckshop on thursdays, i was just totally screwed up from the public holiday on wednesday. who the hell has a public holiday on a wednesday - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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as i was going to write this i see blogger has changed (yep it's been a while since i last posted). i don't like change - <b><i>FFS</i></b></div>
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let it be known it peeves me beyond belief that i am the only one in this household that changes this!<br />
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the winner is CHERIE, congratulations Cherie!<br />
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Cherie picked the stunning Princess Mama for her grandaughter who is due to give birth in september. we hope she just loves it Cherie and congrats again!<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">we'd love to know which is your favourite design!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b>entering is simple:</b></span><br />
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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEmR5bybztKHhZdXO8HsLEBElL4K533Doc6fi9jvtKMwZ5reTf4KdvNQ5wnfwb0Ta9VBv5EhKyOArdwz4-Tm73nmpRaC-UiOslidGUfj9u8_MCE0u9m35OqNG3hNYVmK04nhQtIsSC33bh/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703949705330984610" /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-18077735388432940642011-12-11T09:03:00.002+10:002011-12-11T10:06:09.962+10:00it seems i have an invisible suit<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1tVn1huzaxrX8ddn_YRIbjGreDmGXshtHn8V9NwOb4hndLrATbtwsxzP3q8Zs_nxJDNUwlTKO86vgaYMkH6-51HMRDJbOLmGU44SRYhd1WFGvSBzIq4qKoDwDm5BhXzHkrUCiprq0JEPX/s1600/images-9.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1tVn1huzaxrX8ddn_YRIbjGreDmGXshtHn8V9NwOb4hndLrATbtwsxzP3q8Zs_nxJDNUwlTKO86vgaYMkH6-51HMRDJbOLmGU44SRYhd1WFGvSBzIq4qKoDwDm5BhXzHkrUCiprq0JEPX/s200/images-9.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684654921328479074" /></a><br /><div>do you ever feel like you're invisible?</div><div><br /></div><div>i certainly do, well that is until someone wants something.</div><div><br /></div><div>i embarked on my weightloss/fitness mission about 2 months ago and i've been going really well. i've lost 11kg so far and i'm a hell of a lot fitter than i was and i'm just starting to feel like my body has some sort of normality about it. having 4 babies certainly isn't easy on the body!</div><div><br /></div><div>aside from my personal trainer (who i love!) and my husband not one person has commented on me looking any different. i don't think i look drastically different yet but surely they can see <i>something</i>?</div><div><br /></div><div>and what this does is highlights how invisible it can feel to be a mother.</div><div><br /></div><div>prior to having my children i was a commercial sales manager for an appliance company. it was during the real boom in unit development and i was considered senior management and well.... important. there i had job satisfaction even if it didn't come in the way of the owner saying 'well done on getting that order for 150 units' i had a sense of completion. problems were solved, goods sent out and just jobs completed.</div><div><br /></div><div>motherhood jobs are <i>never</i> completed. no-one ever says 'well done' and 'thank you' is about teaching the kids manners rather than someone actually being thankful.</div><div><br /></div><div>so i figure clearly i must have my invisible suit on and people just can't see what a huge achievement loosing 11kg is...</div><div><br /></div><div>do you ever feel invisible?</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikootlE_KLU1qNpzhOjlKprpZi5xkKc2xakj2da6nvFQQWW77Qaf6Lg7J8_uYT0ot8xuoSif2ukXEzGwVqpf2cf83puJah91UJCTfOKtX2nYNfHDsZ8IkPRWWeCM9dp1n6Fb1Xx1xjcDV2/s1600/signature+blog.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikootlE_KLU1qNpzhOjlKprpZi5xkKc2xakj2da6nvFQQWW77Qaf6Lg7J8_uYT0ot8xuoSif2ukXEzGwVqpf2cf83puJah91UJCTfOKtX2nYNfHDsZ8IkPRWWeCM9dp1n6Fb1Xx1xjcDV2/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684639363691408962" /></a>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-3430025729829651702011-12-09T15:24:00.004+10:002011-12-09T15:53:43.512+10:00i'm sorry, what did you say?today i took all 4 kids to a major shopping center to get lachlan's hair cut. i was prepared for the stares and the comments that people seem to think is acceptable to say just because you have more than 2 children.<div><br /></div><div>the kids were actually good and we did received a few funny looks a bit like we were the travelling freak show but we didn't have to endure any comments. the lovely lady who cut lachy's hair said how lovely all the kids were and asked if i'd be trying for another boy, ahhhh that would be a NO! it did make a nice change from the usual things people say like:</div><div><br /></div><div>gee you must have your hands full - ahh no shit sherlock!</div><div><br /></div><div>i don't know how you cope - well actually neither do i but is there an option?</div><div><br /></div><div>were they all planned? - no, we only 'tried' for our 3rd but feel completely blessed that we didn't actually have fertility issues.</div><div><br /></div><div>gee that must be expensive - i don't recall asking you to pay for anything so how about you mind your own business!</div><div><br /></div><div>are they all yours? - well unless i'm in the habit of picking up stray children around the place, yes, yes they are.</div><div><br /></div><div>i don't know how you do it - i don't know that either.</div><div><br /></div><div>don't you have a tv - sorry, what's that got to do with the price of cheese in china?</div><div><br /></div><div>you're not having any more are you? - no i'm not but again that's none of your damn business!</div><div><br /></div><div>now i know people aren't saying these things to be malicious but seriously do they really think they are the first ones who've said it to me? do you think pointing out obvious things to me helps me in my day?</div><div><br /></div><div>so instead of a stare or a stupid comment how about a smile and "have a wonderful day".</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ2UeuoQbVdqjgZaMSktQxCmZ-f2uTV3Jq2WcIzsuuBvEKNM4DHyGLdTEebGcTlB5jzibm3Mu8fEre8wpEHV6Px_0fjhIdPWyQlBw1PissAQTCFhwaspNikpPs8YwrVZP_fOEwF1Q39wcB/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684002076343018674" /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-24949579834211337482011-10-19T13:48:00.003+10:002011-10-19T13:54:47.509+10:00please help this little boy & his family<div>i learnt of this terribly sad story some time ago. william morrison is a very sick little boy in brisbane and is suffering from a rare form of leukaemia.</div><div><br /></div><div>his family has been by his bedside for the past 5 months, hoping & praying for him to get better. they are selling their family home as they have been unable to work in their normal jobs.</div><div><br /></div><div>you can read william's story on the below link.</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.staystrongwill.com.au/">www.staystrongwill.com.au</a><div><br /></div><div>if you can give to this lovely family and poor little boy please do so on the link on their website.</div><div><br /></div><div>thank you.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC842MSJAYgboYfXCSn8L0eeDvUiQCG4N7OG2ffdgNpSW-Nj9_lHk7WIiJPbBHp6h5sPn_qxTN8tLA6tUgfrnjwbwour8XHrQ7Hk_IDwRMLVquhSN9yhc69w4JgfQGU1QnjTCnm8EcFCH-/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665046325611354546" /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-57771660209027713332011-09-24T11:17:00.004+10:002011-09-24T11:56:51.327+10:00R U Ok?the short answer to this is no. no i'm not.<div><br /></div><div>the long answer is this:</div><div><br /></div><div>i'm now 12 weeks in after my 4th (and final) baby and i feel like i'm struggling.</div><div><br /></div><div>i think i may be suffering from post natal depression. it actually has nothing to do with the kids and more to do with myself, how i feel about my body and my desire to loose 25kg. i've had 4 children in 5 years and it has obviously taken a toll on my body.</div><div><br /></div><div>i wanted an easy way to loose the weight, it wasn't going to work. i picked myself up from this and decided ok, well, it's the old fashioned way then & contacted my personal trainer to go from there. we hit a few speed bumps sorting some stuff out and i crumbled.</div><div><br /></div><div>when i hit lows they are really low and i cry at everything to the point where my 5yo keeps asking 'mummy why are you crying?'. i feel overwhelmed and i just don't know if i can pull myself out this time. this has all just hit me this week, up until now i have actually been ok.</div><div><br /></div><div>i have never suffered from depression myself but i have experienced it with people around me so i am no complete stranger to it. but i feel defeated, i feel like all of those people who said 'how will you possibly cope darling?' have won. you can read about my previous post about it <a href="http://designermamas.blogspot.com/2010/12/freaking-out.html">here</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>i feel like i've failed. <i>they </i>were right. i'm not coping. i'm overwhelmed and logically i know it doesn't mean i've failed i can't help but feel it. i know it is nothing to be ashamed of so that's why i'm putting it out there. being a mother is no easy job.</div><div><br /></div><div>looking after 6 people takes a lot of work. not hard work but constant, mundane and repetitive never ending work. the work is just never done, never. plus i run a business.</div><div><br /></div><div>i am going to see my dr next week to talk about it and hopefully get some help for a little while to lessen the rock bottom lows.</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh26G6RN8p761R1mHiy4lC3vkerle0zVDjvWajIdMT0ATibxDuzl3Q9H1l04v7_y1J6u3oPKhc3TR_giT0pqLpqafyen9EfOOtCiiFCzYW_wsldJNnKaETE_Ze2SXWsydy1GWMA1pVIk5Ay/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655737452748778690" /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-86377919619053242872011-09-01T13:01:00.006+10:002011-09-01T18:22:44.868+10:00things the books don't tell youi started thinking about some of the things i've realised over the past 6 years, the stuff that you just don't find printed in all of those book you read about pregnancy, birth and beyond.<div>
<br /></div><div>here's a list of a few i'd like to share:</div><div><ul><li>you will feel guilty</li><li>you will cry, some sad tears, some happy</li><li>it's ok to cry</li><li>birthing any way is ok</li><li>having pain relief through labour is ok</li><li>some mothers judge and make other mothers feel bad. they are not worth your time</li><li>breast feeding is great</li><li>bottle feeding is great</li><li>choice is great</li><li>kids change your life</li><li>c-sections hurt - a lot</li><li>some things get easier, some get harder</li><li>drink lots of pear juice after birth - trust me!</li><li>the end of pregnancy is hard no matter who you are</li><li>breastfeeding hurts at first, even when you're doing it 'right'</li><li>a good photograph is all about angles</li><li>fed is best</li><li>if you've had a natural birth, you should not attempt to use a tampon for at least 6 months. when you do - it will hurt</li></ul><div>can you relate to any of the things on the list above?</div><div>
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<br /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-71135319178935310642011-08-31T09:41:00.004+10:002011-08-31T13:38:00.086+10:00sharingi don't like sharing.<div>
<br /></div><div>pretty much plain and simple, i really don't like sharing anything.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>i especially do not like sharing my bed, my pillow and my drinks. with anyone. obviously i do share my bed with my husband, and i am ok with that - really i am. what i don't like to do is share my bed with my children and definitely do. not. touch. my. pillow!</div><div>
<br /></div><div>i guess some of this feeling is just me and some of it comes from me feeling like i share everything of me all the time. i've shared my body to grow 4 beautiful children over the past 5.5 years, i share my time, my emotion my everything all day and all night and i guess some little things i consider precious and just simply - mine.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>how do you go with sharing, do you mind?</div><div>
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<br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2BDEgJ069jgPrNV5OOBA-RdDCb4dh48gZRfAC4PH811AFJV7rdpQ9wQ9daYlwyvCo-_CNhH_O2INV5vliTSsuIP7D3yaJIJ5w0jNoejWUPKFPMxiMf-mYD3Dd0taBmFXneadpH7fk8jyE/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646818393954554274" />Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-62320598421967015762011-08-19T10:37:00.003+10:002011-08-19T12:30:34.229+10:00the strangest thingso if you've read my blog before you may already know that i don't breastfeed. it is purely by choice and i am completely comfortable and ok with this choice. i had no desire to breastfeed this time with baby #4 but that wasn't always the case.<div>
<br /></div><div>i did try to breastfeed my first baby, and in hindsight to stupid lengths. i really tried hard and wanted desperately for it to work. it didn't. i felt bad, i felt pressure, i felt like i had failed. i felt like i had to explain to people that i did try to breastfeed but i never got milk. i read all of these comments that <i>everyone</i> gets milk, you just have to try harder. i never got milk. plain and simple i just never got milk.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>in the end it was such a horrific experience in general for me and my baby and i swore black and blue i was never going to put myself through that hell again. i heard there was a tablet you could take after the baby was born to stop you getting milk. as soon as i fell pregnant again i spoke to my dr and told him i wanted that, fine, it was sorted. when baby number 2, 3 & 4 arrived it didn't even cross my mind to breastfeed - until now....</div><div>
<br /></div><div>a few weeks ago after my shower i wondered to myself if the tablet had indeed stopped my milk. i squeezed my breast and *gasp* there was milk....</div><div>
<br /></div><div>this got me thinking 'what if'.. what if i i tried.. would i know what to do? would my baby know what to do?</div><div>
<br /></div><div>did i try it? no. but i did wonder.</div><div>
<br /></div><div>at the end of the day fed is best. if the baby is fed, happy and settled then life is good.</div><div>
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<br /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-64701621869471253742011-07-17T13:38:00.006+10:002011-07-17T15:06:51.313+10:00update<div style="text-align: left;">my little baby is 2 weeks old now and i can honestly say the time is just flying by, way too quickly.</div><div><br /></div><div>i'm feeling good, my recovery is going well, much better than last time which is what everyone said. it is still harder than a natural birth recovery and it's hard not being able to do everything but i'm getting there.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>i love all my children equally, however, this time i feel far more.. patient or something.... content maybe.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>i love and appreciate this little baby more than anything and i am relishing every second she is this little as i know i won't have this ever again. the other kids are doing great and just love their new sister so much.</div><div><br /></div><div>i'm 2 weeks old...</div><div><br /></div><div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXaHc88Nf0XFHqGbaFpsz3KXuZTCVohh4MxNI-uCWCkYzZtxnJSCCwcMqnlVMy54Jh7zeWdWzK9EOdwDFxbDEWAbQMTfsKsH8zSwxPJUkRL9kXGrIPBY9aydeblQ2g0aciDN_TRnDUDLzN/s320/IMG_0675.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630182599329825890" /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRgeObc4479Y7x5WAizSLPBxqU0yOsy2ZyxgBWwt43uL0GRfAi0IQWPhyphenhyphenJgz96oqUoaXvuMJlFOKwonH2X2LOjHk2M4OS4LaORWCmR3LNzuNbt5Ua615aAE8B-aKhfIP2KN3nr4_iPwhdt/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630167913054197458" /></div><div><br /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-32400668902715041042011-07-05T17:15:00.002+10:002011-07-05T17:26:46.075+10:00mila rose<div>welcome to the world mila rose.</div><div><br /></div><div>you joined our family at 4.45pm on friday 1st july 2011.</div><div><br /></div><div>we love you, you complete me and my child bearing, you complete us as a family.</div><div><br /></div><div>tomorrow we will leave hospital and begin our life at home with dadda, your sisters and brother. your big sister loves you soo much as does your big brother, your little big sister is still adjusting to you but we just know she too will love you more than anything.</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9tiPDeJ5UF9E6XFOvDzsVQ9XLNWb0oyaM68eXO7rvx2_Ole4Sotym6BiG6Kmz0w37RZDPlVsBcwfPj7dNzPU_rtKdnH1CVtIwA1XQKkcu6pFZi8lfCzBhko6xkuEgIKdIsSNzUHBT7QG/s1600/IMG_0527.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy9tiPDeJ5UF9E6XFOvDzsVQ9XLNWb0oyaM68eXO7rvx2_Ole4Sotym6BiG6Kmz0w37RZDPlVsBcwfPj7dNzPU_rtKdnH1CVtIwA1XQKkcu6pFZi8lfCzBhko6xkuEgIKdIsSNzUHBT7QG/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625763755067852274" /></a><br /><div>my love always<br />mama<div>x<br /><div><br /></div></div></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-4531213908340641222011-07-01T09:20:00.008+10:002011-07-01T19:40:45.483+10:001st july 2011<div>today is <i>the </i>day, today is <i>your</i> day, the day you will be born.</div><div><br /></div><div>i'm feeling quite scared about the surgery but i am so excited to finally meet you. to touch you, to see what you look like, to see how big (or little) you are. to name you, <i>your</i> name, your special name.</div><div><br /></div><div>here is the last picture of you in my belly, the next picture will just be you, wrapped up in a nice warm lanky or 'snug as a bug in a rug' as we like to say.</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlSHEeBHv63AY_Kp_a5hVACeVpC5FJEwqx81_an4Vpo2kKn39GJqOgHUzXQ4dqmIJnflkfL4BAWcj5FyR7X6N21M2sOSovFQ0mdcAbghm2RTKfXCkxkDaYFmfPP2_9swwJMF75ArzcD2mt/s1600/photo%255B7%255D.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlSHEeBHv63AY_Kp_a5hVACeVpC5FJEwqx81_an4Vpo2kKn39GJqOgHUzXQ4dqmIJnflkfL4BAWcj5FyR7X6N21M2sOSovFQ0mdcAbghm2RTKfXCkxkDaYFmfPP2_9swwJMF75ArzcD2mt/s400/photo%255B7%255D.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624158640978422242" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><div>you have been a bit quiet this morning, i wonder if you know what's about to happen. i am enjoying feeling you move for the last time, the last time for you but the last time ever for me too.</div><div><br /></div><div>i love you more than words can say.</div><div><br /></div><div>mama</div><div><br /></div><br /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-70001651789027487002011-06-25T15:03:00.004+10:002011-06-25T15:24:12.129+10:00the end is near...<div>the date is set, the end is near and emotions are running high.</div><div><br /></div><div>i finally got the date set with my dr this week and i have a focus point for this to all end. i am so happy, excited but most of all right now anxious and quite scared. it felt very confronting when i did all the paperwork with the dr for the surgery and he ran through all the risks of the surgery etc. now i know that is just procedure and i have had a c/section before (emergency) plus other surgery but this i felt quite emotional over. it is just sooooooooo different to giving birth naturally.</div><div><br /></div><div>i am like an emotional ball of rubber bands ready to be cut and unravelled at any given second right now. i was even snitchy with one of my very dear, kind, helpful and caring friends (sorry anita!) for which i apologised after, i am just so on edge.</div><div><br /></div><div>i had a really good chat with my best friend (thanks sarah) who has 5 children, had 3 natural, 4th emergency c/section, 5th kind of planned c/section so she totally gets where i am coming from on every level.</div><div><br /></div><div>i know all will be fine and as soon as i see my precious little baby girl all will be forgotten, i just can't shake this emotional fear right now. i'm also getting my tubes tied during the surgery and whilst this is exactly what i definitely want to do i feel very sad that i won't be having any more babies. i can pass up the pregnancy bit any day but the new babies i just love!</div><div><br /></div><div>i am keeping the date under wraps right now for my own sanity as i just can't be reminded all the time that it is approaching, plus i like the idea of making the news a little surprise for you all.</div><div><br /></div><div>belly getting very big now....</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj50mYnGfIkTlz4LICU6ok8MXkdTKKaCgu-QVLruUW2mdy8iz73pKU-uH5QmQ2hqETt9FVE3jWBo5mxngu6Bz-5y0e1wq9ccdb5zWlaq2xpMRfcJO4ms_u3a8ppZGjWx-QB6UWneJqGPsHX/s1600/photo%255B5%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj50mYnGfIkTlz4LICU6ok8MXkdTKKaCgu-QVLruUW2mdy8iz73pKU-uH5QmQ2hqETt9FVE3jWBo5mxngu6Bz-5y0e1wq9ccdb5zWlaq2xpMRfcJO4ms_u3a8ppZGjWx-QB6UWneJqGPsHX/s320/photo%255B5%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622019466693950514" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94tjAR-tuV3KmlmaO3nXzB-QC7f3FprEw2DXq8AJlQVjBIr4S2IP0he7meDvyg3ASmpVvn5cBACRESWDby35cheZwVCQyuRwvNxn25MbM1rrb0YkCmldf-LZrGVluE55Yg9hOnDO4I3Mh/s1600/signature+blog.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg94tjAR-tuV3KmlmaO3nXzB-QC7f3FprEw2DXq8AJlQVjBIr4S2IP0he7meDvyg3ASmpVvn5cBACRESWDby35cheZwVCQyuRwvNxn25MbM1rrb0YkCmldf-LZrGVluE55Yg9hOnDO4I3Mh/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622018682838424978" /></a>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-39489601921173770402011-06-19T16:29:00.006+10:002011-06-19T16:49:25.792+10:00week 36week 36<div><br /></div><div>i've been doing it tough and just want this over. now i've managed to pick up a cold just for good measure. as i sit here covered with tissues to stop my constantly dripping nose i feel completely sorry for myself.</div><div><br /></div><div>seeing dr again this week so desperately hoping to get my date finalised. this will give me the focus to get through to the end.</div><div><br /></div><div>until next week..</div><div><br /><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="text-align: center;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px; " src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlBELlWnIKauy_3YgGCxVHmHJbgjoNujmI9JvHtxMYJTf0OwNXxsjHTm7TOtTXSuN_NufPdXdIimtk25e6XRuQamWHncBm9umMSLtBZ2sZnk1AglFFmohKglJCV8s1-EDi4bR2Us48Y_Mg/s320/photo%255B3%255D.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619816082436680082" /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlBELlWnIKauy_3YgGCxVHmHJbgjoNujmI9JvHtxMYJTf0OwNXxsjHTm7TOtTXSuN_NufPdXdIimtk25e6XRuQamWHncBm9umMSLtBZ2sZnk1AglFFmohKglJCV8s1-EDi4bR2Us48Y_Mg/s1600/photo%255B3%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div><br /><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQoEPGzuKxUGBheBdiSsNX1iBrMP5_lwIviNrCkriGhRpZc3sjg3ca8iykAp-Jqt5X4lzLzN-kmg4CAxJ2bucZq4NqFe3yXhLaFfx0XOGXcrD2sxgybodZHxENi8cEw3HrIYAp95sOKgdv/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619818251304593138" /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-31844847342193384682011-06-16T01:10:00.005+10:002011-06-17T15:22:58.152+10:00the can't wait list..<div>i wrote this the other night during one of my sleepless nights...</div><div><br /></div>as i sit here at 1am yet again suffering from this terrible insomnia i decided i would do a list of things i simply can't wait for:<div><ul><li>to sleep on my belly and/or back</li><li>to have a DRINK</li><li>to be comfortable when i sleep</li><li>to not need to pee several times a night</li><li>to be rid of insomnia</li><li>to not feel like i'm about to vomit out a baby</li><li>no more heartburn</li><li>no more sciatic back pain</li><li>a 'normal' hormone balance</li><li>no more painful ugly veins in my legs</li></ul><div>i'm sure there are other symptoms/joys that aren't listed above that i will miss like a hole in the head but that's the list for now.</div></div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibihUCGncWMqok6_LFr8Lt3D1kvE69G3-CcD60JYRm_v5vRW1kZNvp9PwcIzHGTWFPz5yAGujjZrkW_hgcdpUesMplgACAU2LlxIKS1-crRC577KyXVDMYf-MRyXB4HW_aKwpvkc719ecd/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619052353913796258" /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-20663779073139736232011-06-14T12:46:00.007+10:002011-06-14T12:59:05.244+10:00week 35<div>as we inch ever closer to the end of this pregnancy i feel so glad i won't have to ever feel this uncomfortable again. this is definitely my last baby and i am so ready to close this chapter in my life, however, no sooner have i said that i feel sad that this will be my last baby.</div><div><br /></div><div>i so love having new babies and i am so sad this is my last.</div><div><br /></div><div>what i am looking forward to is getting some of me back and regaining some sort of shape to my poor body. i will no longer have it hijacked by these little beings i have been creating. gee what a clever mama i am!</div><div><br /></div><div>i see my dr this afternoon and i'm hoping to get a date finalised so i have my end to focus on so i can get through this last little bit.</div><div><br /></div><div>until next week....</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZpu_PSe6eh7avxLFPh3Vygs2FSpHyIE0jPLHvNT3rdJRthASyEhQN6SbrzGHv2oTU7iLCOlg49x1h_4D2adZxFfTuMBTsDPxVVt5xl0hVVx4jQqfI8XXcSXUsrKxw_sMmvBdDahqfh_2/s1600/enul.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRZpu_PSe6eh7avxLFPh3Vygs2FSpHyIE0jPLHvNT3rdJRthASyEhQN6SbrzGHv2oTU7iLCOlg49x1h_4D2adZxFfTuMBTsDPxVVt5xl0hVVx4jQqfI8XXcSXUsrKxw_sMmvBdDahqfh_2/s400/enul.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617902496494059378" /></a><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwQPZ7i2lvsnG-GmIS8XAtSDENbgL5BdFMA4rJlNIEiR_JINR7nk8vVq1rc4PdUP4T1EMP85LS-IENrK4QxWlb-9-gaQHHVxFNDGybxEQziTch6n2sIYhmV2FRkVy3adZwj6wjgRlJP_gP/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617902254826198178" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-91019513080407246742011-06-04T10:32:00.003+10:002011-06-04T10:43:18.610+10:00week 34<div>i am getting so over this being pregnant caper. my belly is so big and so hard that i am constantly uncomfortable. i pretty much get braxton hicks contractions when i walk anywhere, even from the lounge to the kitchen and whilst these aren't painful they make my belly so hard it is seriously uncomfortable.</div><div><br /></div><div>saw ob last week and thankfully he is sympathetic that i am nearing the end of my tether. i've been sick so many times this pregnancy and yep you guessed it i'm getting sick yet again, not impressed!</div><div><br /></div><div>until next week..</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgfuGIlnjzXF1w9rikyf-29wU9JoSoU3QtvO8Hvz4sTcA_6TOgJ7WnP9QJzTk0QTyeGQfj51fg1GIjJVUW8aFjPArxF-rS_gf7dbKU5o9vSRxYJYhG4DQ4NrDbreYea1GUY-lRCuFQWiG/s1600/34d95157a2e4417e849ec230238965de_6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglgfuGIlnjzXF1w9rikyf-29wU9JoSoU3QtvO8Hvz4sTcA_6TOgJ7WnP9QJzTk0QTyeGQfj51fg1GIjJVUW8aFjPArxF-rS_gf7dbKU5o9vSRxYJYhG4DQ4NrDbreYea1GUY-lRCuFQWiG/s400/34d95157a2e4417e849ec230238965de_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614156288162909906" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_JktGjYopbESWshVQB4kUDE2Vvo9qlKR333-qYNfLtN3KhQuhrVVYmFQgepaBIX4Dk4mbcQ2yf1HtMrSgjB2EyISEmry6jnHm3FYFHEEU1y7DENhtM21HcMC1F-2gPu4RapSQGUff-Lr/s1600/signature+blog.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 107px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk_JktGjYopbESWshVQB4kUDE2Vvo9qlKR333-qYNfLtN3KhQuhrVVYmFQgepaBIX4Dk4mbcQ2yf1HtMrSgjB2EyISEmry6jnHm3FYFHEEU1y7DENhtM21HcMC1F-2gPu4RapSQGUff-Lr/s200/signature+blog.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614156157725025010" /></a>Nicole | Designer Mamashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11426100076484618362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6729190956190924057.post-44535957876181946962011-05-30T13:41:00.004+10:002011-05-30T13:47:13.369+10:00week 33<div>here we are again, week 33 and getting closer....</div><div><br /></div><div>getting very over being pregnant and wanting this to be over. insomnia is plaguing me big time now and whilst i have no issues falling asleep at 9pm it's the 2-3am wake up that's the problem... sometimes i stay in bed and drift back off but most of the time i get up make a nice hot cuppa and watch some tv and/or work.</div><div><br /></div><div>at times i go back to bed at about 5am to grab another hour of sleep but most of the time that is when my day starts.</div><div><br /></div><div>until next week..</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIE0GKFIiit-w7-8yzGOyfJDOxj5sS2jm_zJNicNhKONuTFBApijJ3R_OQvx4u7qrSGAX0dza7hy4qpx17k50NvLwkHuv5zF4ZTYsAxPaNC22Cux9Gh2b0YKOMyXVWZwQUvas2YG1cRIui/s1600/photo%255B3%255D.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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