Tuesday, 24 March 2015

Time to Update? Zzzzzzzzz

We've had a busy time of it lately, and my maternal guilt is kicking in slightly at my lack of writing with this blog, simply because there are so many little amusing things that E says and does, that I'm sure I've already forgotten about by not writing them down.

We've been seeing family and friends,  done a few day trips. One lesson learnt this weekend: One martini is ALWAYS enough. Never drink two. Especially not on an empty stomach. It will not end well, and post-children hangovers are more painful than any of those I might have had a decade ago. Toddlers and hangovers don't mix. Luckily my OH was utterly wonderful and really helped me get through it. I'm still ashamed though.  I wonder when E will have her first horrific experience with alcohol? Hopefully not for decades.........(saying "never" would be an unrealistic expectation, we've all been there).

So anyway, I'd been planning on writing a thorough post tonight, describing our recent trials, and successes, with potty training. But after dinner I'm too knackered. Let's just say: Bulgar wheat + toddler being naughty + carpet = irritating mess. So I'll save it for another day. I've rambled enough already and doubt I'd do it justice.

I'll leave you with this quote from E today, said to me just as I finished using the toilet: "Good job Mummy, you didn't get any wee wee in your pants". :-) Love her.

Wednesday, 11 March 2015


This, apparently, is me:

I have been told that it shows me wearing my coat, and that it is a drawing of my body, my face, and my feet - which have ice skates on them, because I'm going ice skating in the picture.  I was very impressed and told E so - it's the first time she has ever drawn a face on anything. Not bad for a 2.5 year old I think. (She's even flattered me and made me slimmer in the picture ;-) )

Friday, 6 March 2015

It's Just Biology

This afternoon, E & I went to my GP because I needed a Gyne exam. Don't worry, I won't be sharing any grisly details!

Anyway..... we got into the GP's room and I explained the reason for my visit. My GP is a very nice man, very softly spoken and gentle, great with mental health issues. BUT I think "women's health" scares him a bit. He seemed rather flustered that he was going to have to physically examine me, especially with a toddler present.

Personally I was very matter of fact about it all, and told him so. He admitted other women who have had babies have said the same. It's odd, because when out in public, in clothes, I don't feel very confident in my body at all, and wish it looked different, that I had less of a tummy, better hair, better skin, and so on. Obviously I don't go around flashing at friends/strangers and so on. But when it comes to swimming pool changing rooms, or medical examinations, I just cannot be bothered to faff about.

When I gave birth in 2012, I got poked and prodded a lot. Even before the birth itself, I had 3 "sweeps" to move things along, and then during the Big Day, there were forceps, and stitches, in what Sam described looked like a "horror film set" - and afterwards, the student midwife felt a bit faint and had to leave the room! My dignity disappeared that day but I didn't care at all, because frankly, E needed to GET OUT!

So I was very blase about the situation today, but my poor GP struggled. He found toys for E to play with and gave me lots of space to prepare etc. I felt like telling him to stop being embarrassed and get on with it! After all, he shouldn't care, he's just doing his job! After my examination, E asked him what he was doing, and I said "throwing rubbish away", which he was, but he seemed relieved I jumped in there. When the appointment finished, E sat and said "Where's your medical kit?". Because he didn't have a stethoscope, thermometer, medicine bottle, and ear-thingy (no idea what they're called) she didn't think I'd had a proper exam! He found it funny, and we went on our way.

Back at the car, E asked me again about the medical kit, and "What did he do?". So I told her what he did, and where, and said he used a "Speculum". "Speculum" she repeated. She was happy.

I am happy to tell her anything. She's a sponge at this age, accepting biological knowledge about intimate areas in the same way she states, "We have hands and feet, dogs have paws, cows and giraffe have hooves, and cars have wheels". Very logical like her Dad. So far I have taught her the following:

  • Girls/ladies have vaginas, boys/men have penises (penises or penii?)
  • Ladies have periods but not until after puberty, which happens when you're a much older girl.
  • E knows she grew in my tummy, and the word for "womb". 
  • E knows that periods are made of blood, and what tampons are and sanitary towels are. 
Toddlers get obsessed with poo and wee, and their bodies in general, so I figure that it can't hurt to just be open about her anatomy, in the way we are about other things. She'll be taught what's appropriate to say/not say in public, and how to manage physical changes. She'll also grow up understanding about privacy, and therefore know that other people need to respect her and her body too, which is no bad thing.

So for some people, it may be cringe-worthy, embarrassing, a bit early, and uncomfortable. I'm not going to lie, I find it hard to do, but I think it's the right thing. It's just biology.

Tuesday, 3 March 2015

Poo and Other Things

E started off the day with a morning song:" Poo, poo, chocolate poo, I'm eating chocolate poo". In fact she was eating neither. What is it with toddlers and poo? ("Does Uncle Ben bend?" is a question she always asks me as I tell her to bend over so I can wipe her bum . I always say I'm sure he does when he has done a poo, though I have no idea which of her two Uncle Bens she is referring to,  and frankly I have no desire to see them doing a poo. But it amuses me how she always asks)

Anyway, after a dull morning we ended up at the New Forest Wildlife Centre with my friend and her little boy, who is 3.  E loves her friend.  She even told him so,  and asked to hold his hand! It was adorable.

The adults thoroughly enjoyed seeing the cute otters in residence. The toddlers thoroughly enjoyed splashing in the muddiest puddles they could find, while ignoring most of the animals. We finished up the day in the play area, where U had a great time on a sand digger.  E wasn't fussed about that, but to my amazement she proceeded to show that she could make a sandcastle "all by MYSELF" using a bucket and spade. Since I haven't seen her attempt this over the past 5-6 months, I was pretty impressed. She must have taken on board how she saw other  children make them last summer.  It's amazing what small children learn, without our even having a clue about it. A simple thing but a joy to watch nonetheless.