Slow kitchen

The kitchen renovation has slowed to a grinding pace, but our final appliance has been installed giving the room  a more cohesive look.

We chose to go with a white ASKO dishwasher model #5424.  I love the way it sits flush with the cabinets (which will be more apparent once we install kickboards and our permanent benchtops).

It’s not excessively loud and cleans exceptionally well, it can even remove dried on weetbix without soaking.

We’ve taken the leap and removed the protective plastic from our cabinets so that I can better visualise what to do with final finishes.

Originally the drawers were all to be push to open but these aren’t working as well as I would have like and we are looking in to handles for them now.

With our appliances and cabinets in the most expensive part of renovating the kitchen is now over leaving us to slowly finish the room off one job at a time.

It might be done by next Christmas?

For those of you interested the appliances purchased were.

Smeg 60cm freestanding oven (electric oven gas cooktop) $1500

DeDietrich 90cm Downdraft $2100

Asko Dishwasher $899

Total appliance costs – $4499

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15 + 5

Growing up passed up by in a blur of squealing and vomit this month. I suspect that your reaction to dairy is getting worse and not better with age unfortunately. You still aren’t truly a happy camper but we are already five days behind on your update so I thought we better get on it.
You’ve moved up in to the next level at swimming and now go on Saturdays so daddy has a chance to enjoy you learning to swim too.

On the other hand you try so hard to help, putting things away and clapping each time. Your sense of humour continues to grow but is also weird, you really like to laugh at peoples feet for some reason.

B words are all the rage bDEE – bird, Ball, boba, and of course the recent addition of butt. My fault entirely but incredibly cute when you say it.

You love your Papa and older siblings fiercely and never fail to be put out by them going to work or school. It can be lonely for you stuck at home with mama. I try to remedy that with activities but with swimming on the weekends and our favourite play place no longer having activities for someone as small as you pickings are slim.

Owing to all the sadness that you experienced when you were unwell last week you’ve discovered ABC iview and all the kids programming there. I have to distract you with getting outside to slow your growing tv addiction. You also enjoy Q&A because you like to clap when the audience does, sometimes I wish you wouldn’t.

I had my first grown up night out without you recently and although you slept the entire time I was gone you made sure I knew of your displeasure on my return. It can be so wearing but I do know that you love me for sure.

We’re still enjoying wearing you more than using the pram with one exception. Papa and I have started the couch to 5k program and you love being in the pram for that, apart from when we walk. You really love when we run, so it’s lucky that that is for a little more time each run.

Another wonderful month gone by filled with your smile and selective smooches, I am a lucky mama.

Troubled teen

This month has been the slowest month since you were born, time has stretched out of shape and while I’ve wished that would happen many times it’s been for all the wrong reasons this month.

It started with your immunisations which were overdue because you were sick last month, your reaction to them has seen you sleepless and stressed, saying no to the breast most of the time. Just when that seems to have cleared your bottom molars have started to erupt causing you terrible pain. Coupled with falling into your grandparents pond and being fed dairy on fathers’ day and the croup you now have it definitely hasn’t been your best month.

But the way your eyes shine when you bring me a book to read (I’ve read you three in between typing the above words) bring me so much joy. That in between the screams and the tantrums you have laughed more than ever before shows that you are the same bright bundle of positivity that your lovely daddy is.

You chatter away when flipping through the pages of books or magazines, you like to point and tell me stories that I can’t quite understand yet. Something about your brothers feet when he is walking with us is inexplicably hilarious to you. Among your words are mama, dada, this, that, yay, yeah, and today when i showed you pictures of you I’m positive you said Evie. But best of all you run around saying ‘wowwowwow’, how I long to be in on that little world and see what it is you see.

Moving on from your fascination with dogs and woofing you know squeal DEE when you spot any birdies, which is often and adorable.

You are the master of waving, to anyone and everyone. It surprises me that so many people ignore it when you have that enormous grin and vigorous wave going, it’s a shame that they can’t share your joy for just a minute.

Also mastered this month is blowing your nose, which I’m stupidly proud of given that it’s something I was older than I’d like to admit before I figured it out. Not so thrilled by the fact that you somehow seem to have figured out the on field or no tissue version of blowing your nose, yuck!

You love to put clothes on and off, resulting in some interesting combinations and placements of clothing items. On and off seems to be a play theme with pulling things off the bookcase and in and out of the kitchen cupboards two of your favourite, and absolutely not my, uses of your time.
Along with the kitchen cupboards you’ve mastered opening the baby gate, daddy thinks we should leave it up because it slows you down, I think that is hilarious because it doesn’t. If I tell you I’ll be back in a minute I’m just going to the toilet I can guarantee your cheeky face will be grinning behind me even as I reach the bathroom. Not quite as funny is your ability to unbuckle the carseat, we have a cover for it but that just acts as a warning noise for us to know you’re playing with the buckle. Not much slows you down when you set your determined mind to something.

You still love to pluck and the guitar and hit anything that could make noise, preferring the drum to most things. I hope that the love of music continues for you because you’ve been pulling at guitar string since you could crawl and now you hum the melody when I try to sing you to sleep. I don’t let you play with them often, but somehow you know how to turn the music on both the ipad and iphone and sing along with that too. You remind me so much of your daddy.

One thing that reminds me you are a little me too is your new found love of drawing, such beautiful scribbles, so hard t keep you confined to the right places to draw. Hopefully the chalk and the newly painted blackboard draw might keep you away from pencilling all the books and walls for a while.

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Little one while I love time slowing down I hope that we are nearing the end of you being unwell because that’s too high a price to stop your babyhood rushing by. Every day you are a joy, even on those filled with your screams.

Troubled teen

This month has been the slowest month since you were born, time has stretched out of shape and while I’ve wished that would happen many times it’s been for all the wrong reasons this month.

It started with your immunisations which were overdue because you were sick last month, your reaction to them has seen you sleepless and stressed, saying no to the breast most of the time. Just when that seems to have cleared your bottom molars have started to erupt causing you terrible pain. Coupled with falling into your grandparents pond and being fed dairy on fathers’ day and the croup you now have it definitely hasn’t been your best month.

But the way your eyes shine when you bring me a book to read (I’ve read you three in between typing the above words) bring me so much joy. That in between the screams and the tantrums you have laughed more than ever before shows that you are the same bright bundle of positivity that your lovely daddy is.

You chatter away when flipping through the pages of books or magazines, you like to point and tell me stories that I can’t quite understand yet. Something about your brothers feet when he is walking with us is inexplicably hilarious to you. Among your words are mama, dada, this, that, yay, yeah, and today when I showed you pictures of you I’m positive you said your name. But best of all you run around saying ‘wowwowwow’, how I long to be in on that little world and see what it is you see.

Moving on from your fascination with dogs and woofing you know squeal DEE when you spot any birdies, which is often and adorable.

You are the master of waving, to anyone and everyone. It surprises me that so many people ignore it when you have that enormous grin and vigorous wave going, it’s a shame that they can’t share your joy for just a minute.

Also mastered this month is blowing your nose, which I’m stupidly proud of given that it’s something I was older than I’d like to admit before I figured it out. Not so thrilled by the fact that you somehow seem to have figured out the on field or no tissue version of blowing your nose, yuck!

You love to put clothes on and off, resulting in some interesting combinations and placements of clothing items. On and off seems to be a play theme with pulling things off the bookcase and in and out of the kitchen cupboards two of your favourite, and absolutely not my, uses of your time.
Along with the kitchen cupboards you’ve mastered opening the baby gate, daddy thinks we should leave it up because it slows you down, I think that is hilarious because it doesn’t. If I tell you I’ll be back in a minute I’m just going to the toilet I can guarantee your cheeky face will be grinning behind me even as I reach the bathroom. Not quite as funny is your ability to unbuckle the carseat, we have a cover for it but that just acts as a warning noise for us to know you’re playing with the buckle. Not much slows you down when you set your determined mind to something.

You still love to pluck and the guitar and hit anything that could make noise, preferring the drum to most things. I hope that the love of music continues for you because you’ve been pulling at guitar string since you could crawl and now you hum the melody when I try to sing you to sleep. I don’t let you play with them often, but somehow you know how to turn the music on both the ipad and iphone and sing along with that too. You remind me so much of your daddy.

One thing that reminds me you are a little me too is your new found love of drawing, such beautiful scribbles, so hard to keep you confined to the right places to draw. Hopefully the chalk and the newly painted blackboard draw might keep you away from pencilling all the books and walls for a while.

Little one while I love time slowing down I hope that we are nearing the end of you being unwell because that’s too high a price to stop your babyhood rushing by. Every day you are a joy, even on those filled with your screams.

Starting your second year

It’s the fourth again, marking your 13th month. I wasn’t sure I was going to keep writing your monthly updates but it feels like I should.

Last night was a pretty awful night for you and today you are overtired and weepy interspersed with huge smiles and affection.

Another tooth has broken through and another seems to be growing in behind an existing tooth causing you immense trouble. Teething is horrible and I hate to see what it puts you through.

You’ve figured out climbing on the couch and bed, today climbing the ladder while daddy was trying to move it and the pram via it’s wheel. It seems I’m going to have to secure things that you can climb and think of everything as something you can climb.

Your climbing skills mean that you can now get on the rocking bear and rock whenever you please, which is both gorgeous and a relief from your clinginess. Your playing has grown, snuggling teddies and dolls, making dogs bark is one of your favourite things to do along with reading your books to me.

Sometimes when I’m sitting on the floor reading you’ll run behind me and lay on my back cuddling me, it fills me with such warmth and deep joy to know you love me even on bad days.

Words are coming randomly, often you’ll perfect a word and then decide you’re not interested in saying it anymore, like up. You prefer to communicate through actions, pointing to things or laying down when you’d like your bottom changed, it is making life a lot easier.

I know though that communication is making your little life frustrating, because you know what you want but I’m not always the best at catching your message.

You’re startlingly clever, I think you’re going to be the best kind of trouble my little love.

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Starting your second year

It’s the fourth again, marking your 13th month. I wasn’t sure I was going to keep writing your monthly updates but it feels like I should.
Last night was a pretty awful night for you and today you are overtired and weepy interspersed with huge smiles and affection.

Another tooth has broken through and another seems to be growing in behind an existing tooth causing you immense trouble. Teething is horrible and I hate to see what it puts you through.

You’ve figured out climbing on the couch and bed, today climbing the ladder while daddy was trying to move it and the pram via it’s wheel. It seems I’m going to have to secure things that you can climb and think of everything as something you can climb.

Your climbing skills mean that you can now get on the rocking bear and rock whenever you please, which is both gorgeous and a relief from your clinginess. Your playing has grown, snuggling teddies and dolls, making dogs bark is one of your favourite things to do along with reading your books to me.

Sometimes when I’m sitting on the floor reading you’ll run behind me and lay on my back cuddling me, it fills me with such warmth and deep joy to know you love me even on bad days.

Words are coming randomly, often you’ll perfect a word and then decide you’re not interested in saying it anymore, like up. You prefer to communicate through actions, pointing to things or laying down when you’d like your bottom changed, it is making life a lot easier.

I know though that communication is making your little life frustrating, because you know what you want but I’m not always the best at catching your message.

You’re startlingly clever, I think you’re going to be the best kind of trouble my little love.