Meet "Medium Bashful Lamb", which I think is the most hilarious name for a stuffed animal ever (seriously, that's what was printed on the label!). It even beats out our previous favourite name from a stuffed animal Brendan bought me in high school, dubbed "Poseable Frog"
Anyway, the lamb (or bunny, if you listen to Matthew) is an adorable present from Auntie Janice's friend Jess.
Auntie Janice wasn't feeling well when Amelia was first born, so she didn't get her newborn cuddle time right away. Dealing with Matthew overnight two nights in a row nearly did her in - too much interrupted sleep when you are fighting a bug is not helpful! Luckily she is now all better and making up for lost time...
Having more people around to help is great because as it turns out I may have overdone it yesterday and had to spend the entire day in bed today. This was not only frustrating but quite disappointing to the kids who want me to be up and about!
The last couple of times I had a newborn, I hardly left the top floor of the house for the first couple of weeks. I did not go up and down the stairs frequently and basically sat around convalescing.
This time around my mobility is significantly improved and the pain is much less. I remember coming home from the hospital with Elizabeth and being unable to use the facilities because Brendan had closed the toilet lid and I was unable to bend down far enough to lift it. This time I accidentally dropped something on the floor in the first couple of days and bent over to pick it up without thinking about it until later. So I've been feeling good. I also don't have midwifery support this time around, which means I've been forced to go out a number of times. Day 2 to take Amelia to the doctor. Day 5 to get my staples out. Day 7 to take Amelia back to the doctor for her one week checkup (at which she was back up to her birth weight!). Insert comment here about how amazing post-partum midwifery care is and how much I miss it!
Despite having to go out a bunch of times, I was pretty happy with my recovery. So I started coming down for meals, and putting the kids to bed again, and generally feeling like I was practically back to normal except for not being able to drive or pick up Matthew. Turns out I should have behaved myself slightly better, but I did enjoy going to Elizabeth's graduation and hanging out at Dave and Karen's watching the kids play and Auntie Karen doing what she can to encourage her baby to come. Walks, some gardening, a little swinging of the pick-axe (as you do...)
When the skating season ended, Elizabeth asked if she could do ballet again. I was early enough that there were two choices near us - a ballet class at a studio near us that's quite highly regarded and a "variety dance" class from the Glebe Community centre.
Elizabeth really wanted to do ballet, so we nearly signed up for the highly regarded studio. Then I discovered that it not only required a particular brand of clothes right down to the leotards (which we didn't have and the class was starting that very day) but it also required Elizabeth to have a bun in her hair. I was quite sure that it would be a stretch to learn how to do a bun while rushing her from school to the class (already a very tight time window) and in any case the whole thing started to sound way more serious that what we had in mind so we told Elizabeth if she wanted to take dance she'd better try out the "variety" version at the community centre for half the cost and none of the hassle.
We were pleasantly surprised to discover that the class actually turned out to be a pretty good introduction to ballet - no variety after all. The instructor was great and managed to significantly increase the gracefulness of a whole bunch of rather giddy four to six year olds. Well, to be fair - Elizabeth was not giddy during dance class at all. Most of the other girls go to Mutchmore and so were inclined to socialize with their friends, but Elizabeth was pretty focussed on following the teacher's instructions. Actually I was concerned that she had injured herself one class because she was standing around holding one foot. But it turned out she was just "stretching" and "practicing" while waiting her turn. Matthew has learned a few new moves too, since Elizabeth showed us what she did after every class.
"Friend Janice" and her mom came by to admire Amelia and spoil the kids rotten with new clothing. Elizabeth and Matthew correct us every time anyone just calls her Janice - not sure if they think that "Friend" is part of her actual name or not but even though we assured them that it's okay to drop the friend when talking to her they were having none of it. Elizabeth was all "But Moooommmm she IS my FRIEND!"
In any case, Elizabeth loved her new clothes so much that she had to be told that she couldn't wear the same thing three days in a row... Matthew's have a dinosaur, which he never fails to point out. I suspect they are supposed to be pyjamas but he doesn't agree. Amelia also received a pet sheep which Matthew adores.
Elizabeth has been diligently working at her loose tooth - so much so that she's actually developed a slight lisp when talking. Shortly after Janice left, Elizabeth managed to twist the tooth right out. All are very relieved. Related: The tooth fairy has discovered that brasso works even better than toothpaste for shining up loonies.