Sunday, March 21, 2010

Kill me now...

No, not literally, but kill this pain I have in my back from that god for saken epidural I had 15 months ago.

On Thursday night I went swimming with a girlfriend. Each Thursday night we go, and do 20 laps. After 6 laps, my ribcage and back seized up to such an extent, I couldn't breathe and an ambulance was called. I was dragged out of the pool and then was sick over everyone. I would much prefer to go through labour a billion times over than have this pain. This 'attack' was the scariest one so far as I kept losing consciousness and then again on Friday morning when Richard took me to the GP.

Its frustrating because no medical person will admit it has anything to do with an epidural. So why did it happen two weeks after I had Liam and has been going on for so long? It starts exactly where I had that needle. And I am angry at myself for just thinking it will go away.

Anyway, my mum is a nurse and has an appointment with a physio for me next week and I had a CT scan on Saturday so hopefully this will be it and we can find something to fix it. If its nerve damage, then there is not a lot I can do except for being aware of it and having Voltaren and Panedeine Forte on hand.

Your health is your wealth, I tell you.

Now is the time to start taking better care of myself.

Monday, March 8, 2010

The big M word

Mortgage.

So far, we have avoided it, but we are going to have one by the end of this year.

We are so confused. Do we build a house, or buy established? Do we push ourselves that bit further or be cautious?

I'm trying to get excited about it, but when I hear things like 'Perth is the second most expensive city in Australia' and 'you really should have bought here eight years ago', it just depresses me.

Added to the fact that we still adjusting to our move, we are probably not in the right frame of mind yet. But we don't really have a choice as if we leave it too long we are probably going to get priced out of the market.

We looked at gorgeous display homes on the weekend in that little beachside suburb I talked about last week. I still love it up there, but people love to give you opinions and all I am hearing is not great stuff.

We have a sales rep from a builder coming to talk to us on Thursday. I used to work for a home builder before I left Perth, so we are going over to my old boss's house tomorrow night to ask him every question we can think of.

Its so scary all that money, but I know once we do it we'll ask ourselves why we didn't do it sooner.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

I went to bed on Wednesday night at 10pm and I didn't fall asleep till 4.30am on Thursday morning.

When I had my epidural it took 3 tries to get it in. I don't remember a lot, but Richard said they were jamming it into my back like you would a nail. Since then I have had a lot of back pain and I am pretty sure its due to the epidural. For the first 12 months after the birth I would actually say the pain is as bad as labour. It would start to contract from the point of where the needle went in and then contract around my rib cage that I would have trouble breathing. A week after Liam was born Richard had to call an ambulance because the pain was so bad.

15 months on, the pain is still there but its not as bad. I couldn't sleep because it was just a constant throbbing pain. I had 1 voltaren and 2 panadol and then another panadol at 4am because I was in tears from feeling so tired and then that seemed to fix it. I took the day off work on Thursday and went and got a massage which has really helped it.

Despite all of that, if I was to have another baby (which is the question this week, I think I have been asked at least 20 times when I am having number two) I'd still have an epidural again. I just think I'd research it better and have more massages or chiro afterwards.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Go to sleep my child...

Liam is ratty as hell when he is home from childcare. Rich picks him up and tries to chill him out by taking him to the beach or to the park with a book. It never works until I get home and feed him dinner and bath him and he starts to calm down.

A few weeks ago we couldn't get him off to sleep. We had tried everything...letting him play a little longer, lying on the bed with him and stroking his forehead (always worked in the past). At one point we put him in the stroller and did laps of the neighbourhood. Liam just waved at everyone having a beer in their front garden, which seems to be the norm in Perth :)

So, I came up with a bright idea.

'Rich, lets put him in the car and drive around for 10 minutes'.

Liam now knows if he arks up, we'll put him in the car and drive. I did this tonight. For an hour. Usually it only takes 10 minutes, but Rich was hooking up his new office in the spare room and I thought it best to get Liam asleep before he tangled himself up in phone cords.

As I pulled into our driveway, Liam's eyes where wide open. He'd woken up.

So I had to head out again.

There are things you swear you will never do before you become a parent and then there is the reality of being a parent that will see you do anything to get your child to sleep so you can have dinner before midnight.

Monday, March 1, 2010

A new life????











Yesterday we went househunting.
We looked at houses close to the city, where you pay more for your suburb but need to do a lot of work on the house. After the fourth house, we started to feel like this whole househunting thing was going to be a huge chore. For the money people were asking, there was just no wow factor. Of course, our budget limits this and being first time buyers, there has to be a fair amount of comprimise on our part.

Our last house was a 25-30 minute drive out of the city. It was north and right on the coast next to beach. The suburb is called Butler and its a new estate. I'd never been up there and was keen to take a look, Rich was not. He couldn't see the point of looking at a suburb that was so far out of the city.

We punched in the address into the sat nav and took our time driving up. We looked at the coastline and how quiet it was up there. The beautiful streets and parks, the number of families enjoying their Sunday and how beautiful the houses looked.

We looked at the house. It was too small for us, but it was the best one we'd looked at all day. We noticed some vacant land blocks and took a drive around. It was quiet and clean and everyone was friendly. Best of all it was right next to the beach and the beach was deserted.

Driving back, we talked about building. Buying some land and building our own home. Perhaps staying up there and having a quiet life and giving Liam the best start in life. The more I think about it, the more it appeals to me. Next weekend we are going to go up and have a look at some display homes.

Its so totally removed to where I thought we would end up, but its probably a more realistic choice. Buying a house here is big money and this is one way where we could get what we want for the price that we want it for. Yes, maybe we would have to spend more time on the train or in the car...but look at how beautiful it is...