Friday, December 27, 2013

Toby - 6 Months

Toby is 6 months next week on the 2nd of January.
It has really flown! He LOVES to eat and is now devouring three meals a day...he still loves to laugh and smile but is now too cool for the camera, as soon as he sees it, his smile disappears.

 Love this grumpy face!

He had a really exciting first Christmas, no idea what was happening, but loved ripping the paper off his presents. 

Love you Tobes

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Two Years

Last Tuesday the 17th was our 2nd wedding anniversary.
To surprise Hayden I booked us a scenic tour of Hobart on the Sea Plane.
It was just like the one McGyver got started with chewing gum and a match in one of his episodes.

 Because we live so close to the wharf I just told him when he got home from work that we were going for a walk. He was suspicious immediately and started telling me how he hated surprises and then he started guessing...First guess "Are we going on a plane?" ... "Yes" says I...obviously thinking i'm joking he keeps guessing "Are we getting amazing tempura?"...Silly boy didn't realise I wasn't joking until we pretty much got inside the office.

Clearly that's not my picture of the seaplane, I forgot to take one so I stole that from the discover tasmania blog. It was a lot smoother ride then I imagined, especially because it was a bit windy and choppy on the Derwent river runway. It was a fitting present and a nice goodbye to Hobart as we move to Adelaide in the new year for Hayden's work.

Things we have achieved in our 2nd year together:
Travelled to the Whitsunday's for our baby moon
Had a baby
Learnt to leave the house with the baby
Didn't harm the baby (too badly)
H got a registra position in SA
Both got a few more grey hairs (actually Hayden got  a LOT more!)
Gained weight
Lost weight
Gained it again
Built a game machine
Sold a bookcase

Love you HaydenVadenboBayden

Monday, October 21, 2013

Motherhood #2

So...turns out 'they' were right, it does get easier...much easier...and the reason for so long between blogs isn't because I drowned in a pool of my own tears (I know you were all worried about that) but more that I've been having too much fun with my little family to sit down and blog.

As I said Toby is a dream baby... I think the biggest issue was me...nothing can prepare you for the trauma of labour and birth, nor the not feeling human and totally hormone charged first six weeks of motherhood.

I've had no more ailments since my last report (phewf) and Toby continues to learn and grow (despite of us really!).

Toby likes to talk/sing himself to sleep, he loves tickles and as you can see has a very infectious smile! As the weather warms up (slowly, sporadically, and finally) we are starting to explore the outside world more, Toby doesn't like the wind, and finds the sun annoying, but i'm sure he will come to cope more as he gets older.

It's weird being a mum...but wonderful!

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

My Handsome Little Man

This Boy is sooo delicious!

Monday, August 19, 2013

A Blessing...

 Sunday the 4th of August 2013, Our baby Toby's blessing day.
It was a beautiful sunny Sabbath day.
As you can see from our squinty photos :)

 After the blessing we went back to Jenny and Rob's place for some lunch and Hayden took some candid shots...

Bastian and Oliver both look like they are up to something...

I felt very blessed to watch my Eternal Companion use the Priesthood to bless our Son, it was so nice to have so many of Toby's extended family there for the occasion. Happy Blessing day handsome Toby!

Sunday, August 11, 2013


It's funny how your expectations of life events and the reality of those life events can be completely different.

This is the case with me and motherhood, for some reason I think i'm still in shock that there is another person in our family, and that this is my life now.

It's been six weeks on Tuesday and I still wonder who people are talking about when they mention Toby and then realise I have a baby and they are referring to him.

Nobody can really prepare you for how hard it is. Maybe it's a product of my 30 years of independence, maybe it's different for 'young' or 'younger' mothers, but it really bothers me that I just can't pop out to the supermarket, I have to plan it around feeding and changing, and gamble as to whether Toby will be fussy or happy. We went to Jacob and Elle's for tea and Toby cried the whole time, we had to take turns in walking him around the room while he screamed, needless to say we only stayed an hour and rushed back to the car where I burst into tears with "no one will want to be our friends anymore!"

One thing i've realised about myself in the last few weeks is that I really take on board what people say, perhaps a little too much, given that people (and books)...(and the internet) all have different opinions about what is right and what is wrong, especially when it comes to looking after a newborn.
Here are a few moral dilemmas that i've faced:
Dummy or no dummy,
Let him cry or pick him up
Protest cry or emotional cry?
am I psychologically damaging my child or not?
Schedule or no schedule?
Demand feed or routine feed?
Express milk or no express...
100% breast milk only till six months, or it's ok to give him a bottle of formula every now and again.
Over tired vs Wake time Vs is he getting enough sleep?
Under stimulation/over stimulation
Blah blah blah
Seriously i've ended up with no confidence in my own ability to raise my child. Hence the post birth crying sessions I guess.
When you love someone SO much, and they are so little and helpless, it breaks my heart to think I could be doing the wrong thing, and I feel so sorry for our Son, the eldest, the one we are pretty much using as a guinea pig, daily. Try this, try that.

Friday night we watched our stake youth production of Alice the musical. There was a scene where Alice is so disheartened from being big then small, then big again, and not knowing who she is that she sits down and cries, then she becomes small again and ends up swimming around in her pool of tears with a bunch of strange characters. ANYHO, the song she sings as she's swimming around is "I wish I hadn't cried so much." ... Hayden has allocated this as my theme tune and delights in singing and dancing around the house to it. I guess this is a true reflection of the last 6 weeks.

Don't get me wrong, my Toby is an Angel, I only have to feed him once in the night, and we've had plenty of good days. I am truly blessed to have such a happy and contented baby and I'm certainly feeling a lot better since getting over the forceps birth, which led to a Uterus infection which because of the strong antibiotics led to Oral Thrush, and possible Anaemia, which led to sore nipples and Mastitis. They say the first 6 weeks is the hardest right? (who are 'they' anyway? 'They' probably say the first three months is the hardest and then argue and debate about it on the net or in some 'how to raise your newborn' book).

Everyday Hayden and I tell Toby something along these lines:
"We love you very much, we are trying our best, but we are still learning".

I hope he understands.

Monday, July 15, 2013


Toby Robert Bell - Born 2nd July 2013 - Weight 3.465kg - Length - 52.5cm

 First cuddles with Dad -

 Sleeping a lot!!
 Even with all the visitors - First cuddles with Nanna
 And Pa (Where the middle name came from)
 Aunty Alice
 Aunty Maddy
 Cousin Mac-
 Cousin Jackson-
 More sleeping...
 We knew we were in good hands with Hayden's buddies doing all the baby checks etc.
 First bath - Which he loved!

 Mary and Flynn -
 Campbell -
 Lucy -
 Chillin' with Dad watching a movie

 The day we went home got to hang out with Aunty Simone...
 Then the next day we were back in hospital...
 Long toes!
 Cuddles with Cousin Jayme
 ...and Aunty Lisa and Nan - they didn't eat soup the whole time they visited!
 Bath time with Nan...
 Finally back home (again) - Got to play dress ups!

 Nan looked after us for a whole week!
 Thanks for visiting Brodie and Rhi!!
 This is Hayden's sister Courtney holding Toby, and Hayden is holding Evelyn, Courtney's little girl who was due a day after me but came on the 21st June - making it a week and a half between them:)
 ...and this morning...he has grown so much already! Starting to get cute chubby cheeks!
Toby is definitely the dream baby - he loves sleeping! ...and he loves his own little routine - especially tummy time exercises with Dad in the mornings.