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Lazy blogger

OK, here it is, I’m a lazy blogger. Who knew it had been five months since my last post? Where did that time even go? Was there a rip in the space-time continuum? Did aliens abduct me? Was I suffering from amnesia and assuming a whole new identity? Well, nope, nope and nope. Just a lazy blogger. Oops.

So what has been happening since August 6 2014? Plenty! Highlight reel below:

– we headed to Albany for the ANZAC Centenary Commemorations. This was a great weekend, really well organised and executed. We enjoyed various events including the laying of 30,000 poppies on the beach, the parade down the main street and the re-enactment of the fleet departure. Callum and I stayed on after the weekend for another week, enjoying family time in Albany and catch ups with some old friends.

– I have started learning how to knit. Yay. Old school skills are the best skills.

– James’ mum and her husband came to stay. We had a lovely time while they were here and Callum loved having his Grandma and Pop around. James and I even got to sneak out for a date night! Oooooh! We also had Callum’s first Zoo trip with Grandma and Pop and James and I joined up as Friends of the Zoo given we live so close and its a great place to explore with Callum (although sometimes Callum is more excited about looking at bins – yes, bins – and ducks than the actual animals we’ve come to see…).

– my mum came for a visit in December, including Christmas. We had two weddings to go to in the weeks leading up to Xmas, so mum was chief babysitter! Both weddings were beautiful and we really enjoyed sharing these special moments with our friends. Callum had a great time with Nanna over the two weeks and we all enjoyed a relaxed Christmas Day with my brother’s extended family.

– after my mum headed home, we had a week together for the three of us before James had to go back to work. We had a couple of beach mornings including BBQ brekkie, another Zoo visit and some relaxed play dates with friends. Callum and I were a little sad to see James head back to work but someone’s gotta earn the spendoolies!

– Callum is growing into a fun loving, curious, spontaneously loving little dude. He is rapidly picking up more and more words and signs (we still do Toddler Sign, although it’s in recess over summer holidays), loves anything to do with water or wheels and is still pretty keen on playing with pots, pans and onions/potatoes

That’s us. Things coming up – a long weekend down south with some friends and their bubs plus a weddings, parties, anything trip to Queensland for one of my close friends’ wedding and James’ Dad’s 70th. Lots to look forward to. Somewhere amongst all that I’ll try and write a blog post or two. Daring.

Changing it up

A few days ago I was talking to a friend of mine about how easy it is to get stuck in a baby routine rut. You know, this day we do that and that day we do this…  Even at home you tend to get into a certain way of doing things.  So sometimes you have to change it up!

I’m not talking about massive things here, today for example I just thought lets tweak something here.  Normally I grab the washing off the line in a hurry and take it inside and fold it up.  Today was one of those lovely sunny winters days in Perth.  I decided to clean off the outside table, take the washing off the line and fold it up outside.  Callum and I got to enjoy some lovely sunshine, Callum also got unexpected extra outside time (he LOVES being outside) and I still got my chores done. That’s win-win in my book!

It’s the little things in life that can make a big difference to your day 🙂

Hi-ho, hi-ho…

It’s off to work we go. Or not.

My last post ended telling you I was returning to the work force. So that happened. Part time for two and a half weeks…

For me personally, turns out it just wasn’t the right time. I found that I was simply going through the motions and not really enjoying being at work like I used to. I did like catching up with my old friends and colleagues and having a moment to myself during the day (in fact a number of whole moments in a row – wowsers!) but beyond that – blergh. Callum was still unhappy for day care drop off (and yes, I hear the chorus of “that’s normal, lots of kids are like that”) but I figured if I’m not truly happy being at work, why would I put the little guy through that stress twice a week?

After my first week back I was already considering the fact that I wasn’t in the right place and then week two rolled around and I was still sitting at my desk during the day thinking, frequently, uh, why am I here again? Monday of week three after having a fairly sleepless night with Callum being up and down, I broke the news to my boss. He’d seen the writing on the wall. Smart guy. And awesome – totally understanding of the situation and reassured me that I needed to do what was right for my family. Couldn’t ask for a better manager to be honest.

As I told James that night when I got home – I already have a job – looking after our little man. Why on earth did I think I needed to “go back to work”? I am working. 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. For better pay – I get paid in smiles, laughs, cuddles (and tears – but that’s all part of it).

Here are some things I love about being home with Callum:

1) Snuggling up to him when he goes down for a nap.

2) The way his little face lights up with a big smile and he cries out “MUM!” when I return to the room after being away for two minutes.

3) Feeling his soft little hands on my face when we’re mucking around playing.

4) Hearing and making Callum laugh.

5) Watching him concentrate and try to figure out how something works.

Seriously, why wouldn’t I want to stay at home with this kid? 🙂 Being a stay at home Mum is what works for our little family right now. Its not the right choice for everyone and that’s what life is all about – making the right choice for you and your situation.

Has anyone else had a successful (or not) return to work recently?

 

 

Twelve months already

James and I have officially survived a year as parents. Wow. Awesome. Who woulda thunk it? We rock.

Oh, and Callum turned one 😉

Once again life has been a little crazy with a hospital stay for myself a few months ago resulting in keyhole surgery. This was the first time I had spent the night away from Callum and it was very emotional. I had a horrid bout of gastro and then experienced severe abdominal pain after the gastro cleared up. As the pain kept coming and going I figured it was just a hang up from the gastro. Wrong! Ended up in Emergency (twice – the first time they kept me in overnight and then sent me home) and had a week long hospital stay. I couldn’t hold anything down and was on IV fluids only for a number of days. This also affected my breast milk production and that combined with some of the medication I was taking possibly not being approved for breastfeeding had my emotions all over the shop as I considered I might have to have a forced weaning. Thankfully it didn’t come to that. Phew.

So I knew I was really sick when I didn’t care that I couldn’t eat – apart from the breastmilk production concerns (note, I LOVE food). My symptoms had the doctors stumped so they decided to put a camera in through my belly button. Turns out I had bowel adhesions – extra bits of tissue attaching the bowel to the abdominal wall and after my nasty gastro part of my bowel had twisted around this tissue 🙁 Luckily the surgeons were able to remove the tissue via keyhole surgery whilst they were checking things out with the camera. Post surgery I was back to eating in no time – huzzah!

Just when we thought things had gone back to normal, Callum had a stay in PMH – the children’s hospital in Perth. After being diagnosed with a Urinary Tract Infection (UTI), (Side note – in order to confirm the UTI I had to catch a wee sample. Yes. That’s right. Callum and I had to hang out in the bathroom, Callum sans clothes, waiting for him to pee. Fun! Ha.) Callum was sent for an ultrasound to check if the UTI had impacted his kidneys. Oh yes, it had. Left kidney and ureter (the tube that connects the kidney to the bladder) were inflamed. So off to PMH as the paediatrician there was concerned about kidney stones. Thankfully that wasn’t it and after a four day stay at PMH, three canula insertions, one traumatic catheter insertion and two scans that came back clear, we were sent home with additional antibiotics. Still not sure why Callum had the UTI or the inflammation but we have a follow up appointment soon so perhaps the doctors will have figured something out in the meantime.

In far more fun news, we have had some lovely visits recently from Callum’s Nanna (my Mum) and his Grandad and Janma (James’ Dad and his wife). James spent some quality time with his Dad doing manly things like rearranging our shed and building a work bench and Mum and I had fun making Callum’s birthday duck cake (Callum loves ducks) and organising his party. We also went to bunny chow together for lunch one day (delicious South African curry in bread) – do yourself a favour and check it out at Caffé Verro in Subiaco. Yum!

The Duck Cake

The Duck Cake


Callum’s first birthday party was a relaxed little affair at the local park, BBQ lunch, kids hanging out on the playground and the International Beer Shop conveniently across the road! We had a lovely afternoon catching up with friends and celebrating James and I surviving our first year of parenthood.

The weekend after Callum’s party we had our Combined Mother’s Group First Birthday Party which was also a relaxed BBQ lunch. One of the Mums kindly volunteered her backyard for the event and it was a stunning sunny day perfect for an outside chill out. The kids had a great time, there was an amazing rainbow birthday cake and we did a Kris Kringle style Birthday Present Swap.

And finally, I have recently started back at work two days a week. Eeek! We’re still working out our routine for this and its a bit of “lets see how she goes” thing for me.

Any thoughts on returning to work from other Mums out there?

News, news, news, news…

Wow, didn’t realise how long its been since the last post!!  So much has been going on.  The short version:

1. Callum did end up getting his first two teeth, one just before and one just after Christmas.  All things considered, it was pretty smooth sailing.

2. We are now up to three solids meals a day and Callum is loving it.  He’s eating all sorts now.  Chicken, broccoli, pear, carrots, fish, sweet potato, mushrooms, zucchini, pancakes, weetbix, beef, apple, strawberries, spinach, almond butter, peaches, watermelon, toast fingers, tomatos, cheese…. And so on.

3. We had a lovely first Xmas together down in Albany with family.  A very relaxing two week break.  We also had James’ Dad and his wife visiting in Perth just before Christmas and spent some quality family time together.

4. Callum has been going through an ‘interesting’ bedtime phase recently due to separation anxiety (a natural development in babies) as he realises we can walk away and leave him. . We had a week and a half of struggling to settle him before putting in place a revised bedtime routine.  This seems to be working well and things have improved no end.

5. Callum had his first ‘dip’ (I think we got his feet in and not much else) in the ocean down in Albany.  He wasn’t super keen given he’s used to swimming in a heated pool, but he did enjoy just hanging out at the beach in the sea air.  He also had his first fishing experience (well, Callum and I hung out on the riverbank while James and my brother helped my niece and nephew to fish).

6. James and I managed to have a couple of date nights during the festive season while various grandparents baby sat 🙂

All in all its been a lovely (but busy) few months.  How did you celebrate the festive season?

Mushy, mushy…

Callum is now over five months old!  The time has flown by (although some days have seemed endless, something I’m sure many parents will relate to).  Our little heart breaker is looking more and more like a little boy and not so baby-ish every day.  Its amazing.

I recently attended a talk on solids at my local Community Health Centre.  Not long after this Callum started showing much more of an interest in food, so we tried him on solids a few days ago.  Fun!  So far Callum has had rice cereal, spinach, zucchini and carrot.  And loved it.

Prior to attending the solids talk, I was considering going down the baby led weaning track (for more information on this, check out this website: http://www.babyledweaning.com/).  The basic premise behind baby led weaning is that you skip the puree and give baby soft foods (e.g. steamed carrot pieces) that still look like ‘real food’ which they can grasp and attempt to self feed.  This concept is fairly well followed in the UK, however the Community Health Nurse noted it is not generally recommended in Australia due to some speech pathologists advising babies need to learn to develop their mouth and tongue muscles starting with pureed food, then mashed and gradually moving to actual pieces of soft food…  I’m still interested in the baby led weaning concept but decided to go down the more traditional feeding route with Callum.

Callum with a spinach goatee.

Callum with a spinach goatee.

Yum I'll have some more please.

Yum I’ll have some more please.

To teeth, or not to teeth…

That is the question.  Not just for Callum, but for us too.  Is he teething?  How do we know he’s teething?  He can’t tell us if he is or isn’t.  Enter Dr Google, check teething symptoms.  Well, Callum appears to have a number of them but apparently some babies show all the symptoms, some babies show one or two and some babies (ahem, not many) aren’t bothered by teething at all.

Last week Callum seemed very out of sorts for three or four days.  His daytime naps went to pot (as well as some of his night time sleeps), he was quite irritable and clingy when he is normally a pretty chilled baby, he had rosy red cheeks on and off, wanted to chew his hand, fingers, arm, my fingers… and he was drooling, drooling, drooling…  Plus his gums have recently flattened out and there are some little bumps under there.  So we suspect he probably was teething as apparently the symptoms can come and go for quite some time prior to any teeth actually making a grand appearance!  Poor little guy.  I got some teething gel and some teething rings that can be refrigerated and that seemed to help a little.

For now he seems better, however I am sure there will be more episodes like this to come as he hasn’t got any teeth out yet.  Ah babies, just when you think they have a little routine going, BAM!  Along comes the tooth fairy and sprinkles a little teething dust on things just to mess it all up 😉

Does anyone else have some teething tips or stories they’d like to share?  Please comment below.

Get outta my face Mum!

Its been a while between posts!!  The last nine weeks have simultaneously flown by and seemed endless.  The vagaries of time…  Callum is thriving despite not being terribly keen on sleeping during the day for a few weeks.  We’ve had some really tough moments when I have been ridiculously overtired and wondering if I’m really cut out for this Mumma Mish position.  However there have also been many wonderful moments when Callum has looked at me a certain way or given a big grin or just generally been a cool dude.

I must admit, I’ve been obsessed with getting Callum to sleep during the day – after all,  all the advice you get says that newborns (i.e. from birth to approximately three months) should only be awake for 1 – 11/2 hours at a time.  And it appears I’ve been cramping his style! 😉  After going through a few weeks of madness where Callum was only getting in a few cat naps during the day and it was heavy work getting him to have those, I called in some outside expertise because I was getting increasingly exhausted and anxious about Callum not getting enough sleep (and no doubt he was picking up on that, which made him more unsettled – a vicious cycle). Previously when putting Callum down for a nap, I had been putting him in his sleeping bag and then swaddling him in a wrap before either holding and rocking him, holding him and stroking his head or walking him around until he was three quarters asleep and then attempting to transfer him to his crib without waking him… A very tricky maneuver!! Often he would wake up either as I was transferring him or soon after. If it was a successful transfer I would then generally lie quietly on the bed next to his crib and wait for him to be fully asleep before sneaking out. Then as soon as he woke up (often after only one 40 minute sleep cycle or less in some cases) I’d be in there ready to “get him back to sleep”.

Last Friday I had a visit from Caroline’s Angels (http://www.carolinesangels.com.au/), a company run by two ex-midwives who specialise in sleep, settling, behaviour and toilet training for babies and toddlers. Caroline observed Callum as I was about to put him down for a nap and asked what I would normally do to settle him. After explaining the various things I was doing, Caroline said “Lets try just popping him in his crib and seeing if he will go to sleep himself”. So in he went and then we stood by the door to observe him without being right there in front of him. Initially quiet, he started protesting a little, but nothing serious.  After a few minutes his crying started to ramp up so we quietly went back in and Caroline gently stroked his head as I would have done, but sat out of his line of vision and only did it until he stopped crying.  Then it was back out to the doorway.  After a few more minutes of protesting, Callum went to sleep.

All. By. Himself.

Amazing. Caroline and I then discussed how to move forward and create a new sleeping routine for Callum which basically involved being as hands off as possible and giving the little guy some space to go to sleep once he was showing his tired signs without Mumma Mish hovering over him and trying to make him go to sleep 😉  We’ve only been trying this new way for a few days and while it doesn’t always work perfectly (but what does?), Callum is definitely getting more day sleep in and I am a much calmer and more relaxed Mum!

This new strategy is good for Callum as he is a very visually stimulated baby and I was making it harder for him to go to sleep by being right there next to him as he could see Mum and wanted to be awake while at the same time trying to go to sleep, if you know what I mean…

So here’s to more sleep and less stress!

Introducing Callum John McMahon (aka Eggbert)

Its taken me over a week to get this post together – I am now getting a first hand understanding of why it is so tricky to do anything but look after the baby when you have a newborn!  Read on for the story of Eggbert’s entrance to the world…

So, little Eggbert finally decided to make an appearance on Sunday 9 June after making us wait an extra six days past the expected due date!

James and I had done quite well at making ourselves believe bub would be overdue, then at our last few visits to the Obstetrician at 38  and 39 weeks our Ob told us bub was in the right spot and my body was ready to go, so it could happen any day.  Cue two weeks of nervous anticipation 😉  Each day we were thinking – oooh, could be today….  Ah, nope.  Eggbert’s expected 40 week due date came….  And went.  Still no bub!

At our very last Ob visit, the day after Eggbert’s expected due date, our Ob had advised he prefered his patient’s not to go more than a week overdue.  So we were tentatively booked in for an induction on Monday 10 June.  I stayed around home for most of the week prior, in case things started to happen and James had a fairly unproductive week at work given he had been expecting to already be on leave and celebrating the arrival of our bub!  Towards the end of the week we had resigned ourselves to waiting until Monday to meet Eggbert.  On the Saturday I was a bit over hanging out at home so we went down to Medibank Stadium to watch my beloved Titans girls play a night football game.  The girls were a little concerned I might go into labour at any moment, but I was pretty relaxed about it given the hospital was only five minutes away – ha, ha!

We headed home after the game (a convincing win by the Titan’s girls – join in the chorus!) and I had a three hour nap on the couch while James watched movies.  I was then in bed reading (well, I did have a three hour nap!) when I started to feel some sharp twinges about 1am on Sunday morning…  I went to the bathroom and just as I got there, my waters broke!  Finally, my body and Eggbert had decided it was time!

We walked up to the hospital (true story – its only about a 300m walk from our place) and the midwives settled us in for the night.  About 4am I started to feel more cramps and my lower back started to become quite painful.  I was  up and down with heat packs and standing under a hot, hot, hot shower for long periods trying to relieve my back.  About 8am the midwives and the Obstetrician on call (unfortunately being a weekend we only had a 1 in 7 chance of getting our own Obstetrician) advised if I didn’t go into labour “properly” soon I would need to be induced as once your waters have broken, bub is no longer in a sterile environment.  I’m not sure why, but I was initially quite resistant to being induced, even though I would have been induced the following day had Eggbert not decided to start things in the wee hours of Sunday morning…  I think I was just hoping my body would be able to keep things going and I had also heard from friends that induced labour can be quite intense as things don’t “build up” at the body’s natural pace.

By 9.30am I’d come to the conclusion that induction was the right choice and things were go, go, go from that point.  At 9.45am I was hooked up to a drip and ten minutes later I was having intense contractions at three minute intervals.  At which point I realised what the midwives and the Ob on call were referring to as “proper labour”.  As the contractions continued to increase in intensity (and my lower back was still feeling very unpleasant) my visions of a drug free labour went out the window as at that point I was thinking labour would go on for a number of hours (that’s what the midwives advised – the dosage of the synthetic hormone drug syntocin would gradually be ramped up through my drip over a number of hours to keep the labour happening).

I asked what my pain relief options were and the midwives advised that gas wasn’t an option until I was further along in the labour because it would rapidly lose its effect if started too early.  That left me with pethidine (yuck) or an epidural, which initially had been a massive “Heck no!!” in my book.  But with the contractions coming on thick and fast and me thinking this could be on for hours, I felt an epidural was the right choice.  Luckily the anaesthetist was already at the hospital administering an epidural to someone else, so I was told it wouldn’t be too long.

Meanwhile I’d been having these crazy contractions every three minutes for just under an hour, rocking back and forth on a fitball with my head slumped on the bed and James massaging my back, when I had a sudden urge to push.  I told the midwife and she said “No, no, you can’t!! You won’t be anywhere near ready yet.”  At which point I (might) have yelled “I HAVE to!!”.  The midwife helped me up on the bed and James reckons she just about fell over when she realised my body was ready to push – I’d gone from nowhere near ready to all stations go in just on an hour on the lowest dose of syntocin!!  Clearly my body just needed a little kickstart to realise ooooh, THAT’s what you want me to do!

Callum 1

At that stage it was too late for the epidural (fine by me – I was just focused on getting bubs out to finally meet Eggbert…).  Then came the pushing.  For me, this was much better than the contractions by themselves as pushing gave me something to focus on throughout the pain of the contraction.  I had my eyes closed most of this phase as I focused on pushing and I’m pretty sure I nearly crushed James’ fingers as I held (squeeeeeeeezed) his hand for most of it 😉  Thankfully after only half an hour of pushing, our baby boy came out to meet us.

 

 

 

It was amazing to finally meet Eggbert and realise he was Callum all along!! 🙂  Hard to describe the feeling of first seeing our little man, but the words overwhelming, amazing, joyous, breathtaking and so on could all fit the bill.  The next few hours were truly special as we gazed in wonderment at   our little man – we were so lost in our little bubble that we forgot to even call family with the news for about four hours!!

And that is how Callum John McMahon came into the world and stole our hearts from the moment we saw him.

Our little man all wrapped up.

Our little man all wrapped up.

In Nanna's arms, 1 day old.

In Nanna’s arms, 1 day old.