| Two Years!?!?! |
[13 Feb 2007|11:54am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 chipper |
] |
I can't believe its been more than two years since I last posted here, but the calendar doesn't lie. How many mothers and babies are still around the community? Any?
It would be hard to put into a nut shell exactly what has happened with her over the last two years, I could have sworn I'd updated more frequently, maybe I did, but to the community and not just in the journal side of things???
Cailee turns three in a three months! My baby turns three, she is growing way too fast. Is becoming way too foward.
I need to hear from other mums out there with babies the same age, to see if she is keeping up with the 'Joneses'.
Are your kids talking - lots? Are they counting? Do they know their ABC's? Do they jiggle along to the Wiggles, and bounce with Mickey Mouse? Potty trained? Out of nappies at night?
Cailee only stops talking when there's a show on that she wants to watch, otherwise she is always asking questions and playing games. Her latest is going to the moon to rescue Goofy (thanks to a Mickey Mouse clubhouse episode), and taking everyone in the family with her.
She can count to 10 and has been able to since she was two and a couple of months. She has a jigsaw of the alphabet and knows different letters, and associates them with different people. J for Jayme, M for mummy, N for nanny, etc, she's just not saying AB CD EF G, etc.
She loves Mickey Mouse Club House, The Wiggles, Miss Spider, Boo, Poko and Pocoyo. Her favourite movies are Pooh and Heffalump, Over the Hedge, Finding Nemo, Care Bears and Chicken Run.
She is potty trained during the day, so we are saving a heap in the cost of nappies, YAY! The night training will start very shortly, I have to buy a rubber sheet, and wean her off her drink at night - hopefully before the end of the warmer weather.
Will find a nice pic of her to upload too. I'll have to start becoming more active in this journal again, I've missed out on journaling so much about her...damn!
So who else is out there?
|
|
|
[01 Feb 2005|10:50pm] |
It's been ages since I did a proper update about Cailee in here, so I figured while I wait for the washing to dry, I may as well make an entry. (Since Aimee left the PC going when she went to bed.)
Tuesday 28th December 2004
Amazingly - and without any signs of discomfort - Cailee produced a tooth, her first. Lower jaw, right hand side front. (Incisor?)
Tuesday 13th January 2005
Once again, no signs of discomfort and she produced her second tooth. Lower jaw, left hand side front (Incisor?)
I'm so lousy - these are things I should have entered as soon as they happened, but better late than never I guess.
Wednesday 26th January 2005 (Australia Day)
Cailee woke with very swollen gums in the upper jaw this morning, and seemed a little grisly. She fell and bumped her chin on a friends table two weekends ago, and her upper gums have been a little swollen since then, but today they seemed even worse, so I got the teething gel out and started administering some to her gums, when I felt somethign sharp hidden amongst the sweeling. Yep, she now has an upper tooth as well as the two lower ones.
Tuesday 1st February 2005
I'm still hobbling around the house today after twisting my knee on Saturday night while putting Cailee to bed. So I wasn't up to crawling around on the floor with her, though I did try. Instead I played from my chair, dragging her rolling phone back and forth across the floor for her to attempt to chase.
Got up and disappeared outside for a few minutes and when I came back in, she was once again playing around under the fire (we have a wall mounted gas heater in the lounge) with the cord. The fires been disconnected for the last two months, since the warmer weather started, so there wasn't any danger, but she is quickly learning what "No!" and "Ah - ahhhh...." mean. LOL
She drops the cord then looks over her shoulder at me. She's becoming a little tester, she will wait a few seconds, then start again to see if the reaction from me is the same.
Anyway, I picked her up and moved her back onto the balnket on the floor, amongst her games and watched as she commando crawled around the floor after her toys. Then, instead of rocking back and forth on her knees as she has been wont to do over the past few weeks, she actually started to crawl forward, one hand in front of the other, followed by her knees. *shakes head* Now is the time I wish I had a play pen.
After a short nap, she woke, just as I was starting to feel the affects of pain killers. Feeling drowsy, I took her to bed with me, and fed her - half hoping she'd drop back off to sleep beside me - but no chance.
I rang mum, explaining about my knee and asking if she would like to babysit for me for a few hours. Wihtin 15 minutes she'd arrived and taken Cailee for me. I managed a couple of hours sleep before Mark and the kids woke me. It's so nice to wake with a baby snuggling up to you for a feed. Cailee loves her boobie-juice.
This all prolly sounds a little disjointed, for that I apologise. After effects of the pain killers I guess. That and the fact that these days I can't seem to string more than a few coherent words together for love or money.
Anyway, that's the important stuff updated I guess. Except to say, I love all my kids - but Cailee is a very special little girl and I'm so glad she decided to join our family. Who would have thought two years ago, I would have welcomed and so thoroughly loved being a new mum again.
|
|
| Just a quick update before I forget... |
[17 Jan 2005|01:16am] |
...and before I head off to bed.
Cailee got her first tooth on the 28th December. She was exactly seven and a half months old. her second tooth came in last Tuesday (eleventh January) two weeks after the first. And I think the next one will be along any day now, considering how swollen her gums are. Then again it could be the way she fell yesterday and mashed her upper and lower gums together.
She's trying her damndest to crawl, but keeps moving her knees forward and forgetting about her hands, then, oops - she falls face forward and bops her chin on the floor.
Will have to take more pix this week, she's now eight months old and growing so fast. Though my neice who is three months younger is the same size as her now, if not larger.
As I'm so frequently told - I have a living doll.
And one who's starting to shoplift early too! *nod nod*
In BiLo this afternoon, I'm waiting at the checkout and Cailee's in front of me in the pusher. I'm standing staring into space, when I hear a rustling and crackling coming from Cailee's direction. I glance down to see her leaning out of the pusher, her tiny fist closed determinedly over the top of a bag of chips.
Little thief! But to be fair, it's the stores fault - they shouldn't have stuff so low and within easy reach of tiny hands.
I can see I'm going to have to watch her very closely when in the supermarket, from now on.
|
|
| A Quick Update |
[29 Nov 2004|05:56pm] |
Not much of an entry because I've been so busy offline the last couple of days. With reformatting the PC (once again) and Christmas Parties etc, then even though Melanie has finished her year, if she doesn't hand in one missing assignment, two years worth of studies goes down the drain. *sighs* So she's almost ruling the PC at the moment. Or should be!
Anyway the main reason for the updates is this: http://www.kaysea.com/cailee/262728112004.html
Hope you enjoy! *G*
|
|
| Baby Montana - Updated |
[12 Aug 2004|04:30pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 annoyed |
] |
Well as I mentioned in the replies, Montana was found on Monday morning, in an abandoned house - squatted in by drugusers - by a jogger out for her morning constitutional.
The baby was returned to her parents, non the worse for wear apparently - apart from the fact the poor girl had had all her hair shaved in the hopes of disguising her!!!!!
The kidnappers? No, it wasn't ransome, nor was it a random snatch by people disconsolate that they couldn't have children of their own.
Montana was kidnapped by a hsband and wife who already have 6 children of their own, in a remote country town in Victoria. 6 f*cking kids already and they stole someone elses!! They then asked for protective custody!?!?!
When the news teams went to the town where they live, their kids chased the news vans, hurling abuse and throwing objects at the crews, and kicking the cars. Now I could understand if the kids came out and said - "Look, we're dealing with this as best we can, can you just leave us alone?" But they were feral.
And I'm not talking all young children either. The two boys were in their late teens/early twenties, as was the girl. The couple themselves are in their mid to late 40's. No one missed the similarity to an episode of Law & Order SVU that was aired a few weeks ago, right down to shaving the poor babies head.
Thankfully Montana is back with her family where she belongs.
But then someone decided to go one better later in the week, and some stupid woman in Queensland decided to kidnap two 5 year old boys. Apparently there were actually three boys playing together when the woman tried to grab them all, one managed to run screaming to his parents but the other two were missing for a couple of hours - from news reports - before being found a few kilometers away.
Not sure if the woman has been found yet though... :o\
Used to be - in my day *smile* - that kids could play out on the streets until all hours, with little chance of anything happening to them - not so these days.
*sighs*
I feel as old as Methuselah right now....
|
|
| iT nEVER rAINS...... |
[12 Aug 2004|03:55pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 exanimate |
] |
but it pours in this house... *sighs*
Monday started off quite well considering the shitty weekend. It wasn't raining outside, so that meant I could walk around to the Health Centre - Cailee slept for most of the way.
( ... and it goes on and on and on ... )
I know, lovely subject matter today, wasn't it? If I was still writing a healer, wouldn't I have fun with that one! Just consider yourselves lucky - Em got to hear all of this in gruesome detail earlier in the week. LOL
|
|
| RE: Someone elses heartbreak... |
[09 Aug 2004|11:11am] |
Baby Montana has been found and reunited with her parents in Hospital!!
Will update when the news has been on later.
|
|
| It's funny you know..... |
[08 Aug 2004|10:36pm] |
...yesterday was a day of total extremes for me. It was one of the best days I've had in over 6 weeks, and also one of the worst. I spent half the day in tears with a migraine that just wouldn't quit, but was able to survive the day because Cailee was a lot happier than she had been in weeks.
The post that started a flame war was put in my LJ and linked to one of the communities because I wanted to share an experience with other mothers. Not advocating one way or another that they should deal with their child the same way, but just explaining the relief I was feeling that somewhere there may be a light at the end of the tunnel for me and Cailee.
I woke Saturday on a high, with Cailee smiling and chuckling away during her free play time, and going to sleep with nothing more than a gurgle and sigh after each feed. For the first time in weeks I didn't dread the night hours, figuring that if she slept well during the day we would have a stress and tears free evening.
But then everything changed when the flame war began mid day on Saturday for me. Once again I thank heaven for friends, even ones that I haven't spoken to in years/turns/months - you kept me semi sane yesterday.
Last night my head was still swimming with the vitriol I copped from people about abuse, neglect, cruelty and meanness - and with some doubts, we began the night ritual. Doubts set in, so much so that by bed time for us all, I was a basketcase. I had a major row with Mark over the cat, then Cailee wouldn't settle, even after cuddles, kisses and and rocking.
I took her to bed with me, that didn't work, I sat up and cuddled and sang low to her (though with my voice I'm not surprised she cried worse :o\ ), tried feeding her - nothing. By 1.00am we were both sitting in tears in the lounge room. I can't even remember now who stopped crying first, me or her. (Aimee said she desperately wanted to come down and see me, but didn't because she didn't want me more upset.)
Finally we both stopped, and with a deep breath I gave her the nipple again hoping she would take a feed, since it had been more than three hours since she had wanted to feed.
She finally did, and afterwards, I lay her on the play mat and for about 30 minutes she kicked and gurgled and cooed, and laughed as well. Then she began to rub her little pudgy hands over her eyes, and yawned a couple of times.
I got her swaddling out, and wrapped her up like a little souvlaki (greek meat wrapped parcel), and cuddled her close. Then filled with trepidation, took her down to the bedroom and laid her in her bassinette. The bedside lamp was on low, and she watched me closely when I spoke to her, then after tucking her in, I walked back to the lounge room to turn off the lights, still waiting for her to start crying again. Nothing. I went to the toilet - still listening - nothing! Went into the bedroom and peered carefully over at her...her eyes were almost closed.
I lay down on the bed and it squeaked - argh!! I quickly peeked at her over the rim of the bassinette - her eyes opened slightly but she closed them drowsily again. Once her eyes were closed I turned off the lamp - waiting. Nothing.
She woke again at 5.00am, and I fed her, changed her and then wrapped her again. Took her to bed, and when I turned out the lamp, she wimpered. I turned it back on again, and waited, not looking at her for a few minutes - just waiting. Nothing. When I finally looked, she was asleep. She slept from 6.00am until almost 11am with not a murmur.
Tonight, when I laid her down, I left the lamp on low; she lay there half heartedly crying for four minutes - yes, I'm timing her - and suddenly she stopped and when I peeked over the bassinette she was asleep. She went down at 7.00pm and it's now 11pm - she's still asleep, but I plan on waking her in a few minutes for her feed, and hopefully we'll both have a repeat of Friday night.
I know a lot of people got angry with me, and for Cailee - but the two days has been worth it for us. She is finally sleeping the way a baby should - getting more than 8 hours broken sleep out of every 24.
She is a happier baby when she is awake, and despite some believing I was abandoning her in her bedroom to cry for hours on end, I wasn't. She was never totally alone. She knew I was there for 90% of the time, because I was standing patting her back to calm her or using the method shown on Dr Phil of shushing the baby to sleep.
|
|
| Someone elses heartbreak.... |
[08 Aug 2004|08:56pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 sad |
] |
Tonight my heart was in my mouth as this news story hit our screens:
Baby Girl Snatched
Mark told me about the story earlier this afternoon, but to see the distressed mother and father on the television was heartbreaking.
Emotions have been running high in our home for the past few weeks but this brings it all home just how much we love our kids and how we would feel in the place of these parents. My heart goes out to the parents and I pray that the baby is handed in to a police station or hospital soon.
I can't imagine how desperate the woman who took the child could be, and if she is found I hope she is able to get counselled well, but the man who helped her steal Montana, he should be shot.
You can understand to some extent when a woman either loses a child to SIDS or is told she will never have children, or delivers a stillborn child; the mental stress and anguish she would go through. I know myself after years of trying to conceive and not being able to without the aid of fertility drugs, how hard it was for me to see other mums walking around with their babies and children and hearing of family friends who were having babies - when my arms were still empty.
This I could understand - to some extent. But the man? No, I can't say the same for him. Despite knowing how much Mark loves the kids and how he would feel if ever anything happened to one of them, I couldn't see him stooping so low as to steal someone elses child as a replacement - even to appease my needs if I was so inclined. This all prolly doesn't make sense when read, but I know it does to me in my head.
I'm usually so good with words, but lately my head can't seem to get around the easiest things. I get tangled up in sentences...
God Bless baby Montana and her parents, and bring her home safely.
Kaysea :o(
|
|
| New Picky!!!! |
[07 Aug 2004|05:45pm] |
Just wanted to show everyone two of my beautiful girls.....
This photo was taken three weeks ago at Mel's Debutante Ball. The dress is what I was panicking about not finishing before the Ball.
Mel looks gorgeous - doesn't she? And Cailee? Well what can I say, she's just.....schwweeeeett enough to eat.
|
|
| Bree, Vix and Lexy |
[07 Aug 2004|12:30pm] |
Thanks girls for the support you have shown me during this. Mark has only just arrived home from work to see me a blubbering mess again, and full once more with self doubt about my parenting skills.
The last four or five weeks I have been having doubts and they grew with each day. I began to dread night time because I could see how upset Cailee was getting. Then yesterday I could see the light at the end of the tunnel and wanted to share how good I was feeling, and also show other mums who were going through the same thing, that there is a solution that will benefit the baby and them, but I guess the majority of people these days prefer to ignore some avenues in the hope of being supermom. Sorry but I never said I was one and will take any advice suggested.
Mel and Aimee are vengeful at the moment. They saw how upset I was when following advice yesterday, but even they can see that Cailee is sleeping better now.
As for leaving her to cry? She's gone down twice today - wide awake - and slipped off to sleep on her own.
Shit - the emails keep coming in.... *sighs*
|
|
|
[07 Aug 2004|10:46am] |
Whether you agree with sleep clinic methods or not, it is a method that appears to work. I have been very touchy lately on a number of subjects but the main one being care of children and babies.
There's an ad that's showing on the television here at the moment, it's a national ad campaign for a major health insurance company and everytime it comes on the television it makes my blood boil.
There's a couple struggling to sleep because of a babies constant crying in the background. The woman rolls over to her husband and says "It's your turn." He then gets out of bed, strolls across to the window, pushes it up and proceeds to scream "Will you shut the "bleeping" baby up! We're trying to get to "bleeping" sleep here!" He then slams the window shut and the ad finishes with: "If you're not ready for children yet, try our Couples Cover." Or something like that.
This comes on late at night because of the bleeps, so when Cailee has been up at night, I've had the TV on in the background and see this ad on every channel in virtually every ad break. All I can think of is the poor parents of the child and the baby itself and wishing this bloke would fall out of his bloody window.
No parent wants their child to scream all night long. There has to be a reason for the crying, whether its growth spurts, teething or some other underlying problem. I cringe whenever the ad comes on when I wonder if Cailee's crying has woken the neighbours. There have been nights when the pair of us just sit and howl together in the lounge room - her because she's overtired and me because I can't settle her. Hopefully for both of us, that is over now.
I mentioned the ad in sleep clinic yesterday, and was told of some poor woman who lives in a caravan park with her baby, and that when her child starts screaming she worries that one of these days she's going to have the police or children's services knocking on her door to find out what she is doing to the baby. Hopefully she doesn't have neighbours like those on the ad - and hopefully sleep clinic has helped her and her baby.
|
|
| Sleep Clinic Post Removed |
[07 Aug 2004|10:25am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
sad |
] |
I removed the last entry because it had upset so many people - including me. Darcy, you are doing a fantastic job with your daughter and son, how you are managing is beyond me - honestly.
I am sitting here holding Cailee and wish I could say I wasn't in tears. You all think I am a bad mother because I let her cry? Over the past 6 weeks, she has spent approximately 5 nights out of seven crying and screaming until 4 or later in the morning. I would rock or nurse her to sleep each time, and within 15 - 20 minutes she would be awake again or if I laid her down she would wake and start again.
The only time she was quiet after 11pm at night was when she was suckling. I even took her to bed with me in the hope of giving her sleep, but the moment she was in bed, she started again, and by 1am it was the distressed cry of overtiredness. You name the solution to this and I tried it. I spoke to the health nurses, doctors, peadiatrician, gyno and other mums and had tried every solution they suggested. The only suggestion I hadn't resorted to was sleep clinic.
My daughter hasn't had a drop of formula - despite still having the packet in the kitchen cupboard. She won't take expressed milk from a bottle, cup or spoon, and she won't take a dummy. All she will take is me. I have had two bouts in the past five weeks of mastitis due to cracked nipples because she is almost constantly on them. The doctors had checked her out and could find no reason for her to be this way except that she had, during her sixth week growth spurt - knocked her sleep pattern out of alignment and was fighting to regain it.
The term boob nazi is one my sister in law uses to describe herself and her mothers group (offline), some of them are extremely hard line and dis any mother who chooses to feed by bottle (which includes another sister in law of mine). Myself I breastfeed anywhere and everywhere my daughter wants fed. Movies, theatres, buses, car's, restaurants, play's, the main street of my town - anywhere.
But I am a firm believer in pro choice - which is why I mentioned the boob nazi's in the last post. Some of the women in my sister in laws group would have a mother run into the ground with no sleep at all, where she becomes a danger to herself and her child rather than trying any method possible to settle the baby. I wasn't trying to pick on any one person or group - simply saying that for me this works, and I won't be bashed/flamed for my choice.
I expected to go through entire days and nights without sleep - Cailee is my fourth child - but this has been going on for more than six weeks and is affecting my health as well as how well I can safely care for my daughter.
Whether I was cuddling her or not, she would cry herself to sleep some nights, but as soon as she was laid down she would start again. This is not conducive to good sleep for her either, and it was not a selfish act as some of you seem to believe.
The pattern I learned at sleep clinic isn't to be followed for good and all, it was only to teach her to self settle - two days at most. And now after only 1 day she is doing it without crying or screams. She is laying in her cradle smiling up at me, and gurgling as I talk to her, murmurs a couple of times before she falls asleep.
A screaming baby is not what any mother wants, we all want happy smiling babies and children - sometimes its not possible with out a little intervening help.
I am sorry for any unintended insult, after this post, I will remove myself from the group.
Kaysea :o\
|
|
| Showing off New Icon.... |
[05 Jul 2004|09:10am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
 awake |
] |
Messing around while she sleeps.... Yayyy for full boobs!!
|
|
| Feels like forever... |
[02 Jul 2004|02:58pm] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
awake |
] |
...since I got a good nights sleep.
And in truth it prolly is - at least since last September when I last slept on my stomach. But this week *sighs* has been worse than normal.
What started as the 6 week growth spurt, turned into a complete change in sleep pattern for Cailee (and me). This last week I hadn't rested my head on my pillow until 4am minimum. That all changed on Wedneday night though.
Cailee was awake from 4pm, after her last afternoon nap, until 8am the following day. A light 10 minute snooze is all she took, after each feed, to wake again and scream her head off. It got to the point where at 3am that morning I was on the phone to the sleep clinic asking for advice - and I still haven't heard from them about booking in for either the sleep class or the week long clinic. *sighs*
The phone call I made got me nowhere, and the nurse on the other end wished me well and hung up at 3.30am, telling me with any luck I'd be in bed by 4.30 anyway.
By 8am that morning I was in tears, and thanking god for my elder kids, who rescued me..
Aimee took charge of Cailee, she and Bobbie took her to the lounge room for 4 hours and amused and quietened her, while I finally got some sleep. I was laying on the bed crying my eyes out, and thinking I was the worst mother... until they woke me at 12 noon to feed Cailee, when I fell asleep again while she fed from me.
Woke again at 2.30/3pm, had a shower and dressed and felt like a zombie for the remainder of the day. However, last night, Cailee fell asleep after her night feed at 10.30pm, and slept through to 2.30am. Fed again and went back to sleep at 4.30am, and woke again at 7am.
I was feeling so good when I finished feeding her at 8.30am, that I bundled her up in the pram and Aimee and I went for a 30 minute walk with her around the nearby streets. It's amazing what 1 good nights sleep has done for me today.
I'm not counting my chickens as far as reversal of hell week, but.... I now have a small packet of infant formula sitting on the bench and a few sterilized bottles too, so if she starts again, one drink of formula might do the trick. (Well I can dream can't I?)
I actually went and bought the formula last night, and did all the sterilizing and stuff straight away, so even last night I was prepared. But she fell asleep after I fed her, so I am happy I didn't have to resort to drastic measures.
I am enjoying being her sole supplier and didn't want to have to supplementary feed her, but lack of sleep does not a happy and coherent mummy make - especially when the sleep clinic was worse than useless as far as help goes.
Anyway, she's due for her next feed shortly and I'm in need of a coffee break before hand. Three cups I've made this morning so far, and managed to drink only one - the rest went cold while trying to settle madam.
*hugs to all*
Kaysea :o)
|
|
| Bree and Scorpio |
[26 Jun 2004|01:33am] |
Thanks for your comments. I'd normally have replied on the same page, but LJ's being an ass and won't let me. :o(
Hope everything goes well for the wedding, Bree, and that the weather picks up a little too.
And as to you Scorp - well, all I can say is don't you blame me for making you clucky! I don't want to be clobbered by your hubby if you end up preggers. LOL
*hugs to you both*
|
|
| *yawns* Update |
[26 Jun 2004|01:15am] |
| [ |
mood |
| |
tired |
] |
Well after last weeks great sleeps (5.5 hours) during the night, things took a turn for the worst this week. Sunday night, Cailee started to go through another growth spurt. 4am I finally crawled into bed, just as Mark was waking up for work.
For the first couple of nights, I had no idea what was happening, then I read an update in LJ and discovered the 6 week's spurt, and figured, yeah yeah another two nights and we'll be back to normal. Well that didn't happen. It's Friday night here, and last night the same thing happened. 4.30am I finally managed to crawl into bed, and was only there for about 2 mins before she started crying again.
Yes, I succumbed and pulled her into bed with me. Not the most comfortable nights sleep I've ever had. *sighs*
We had a paediatrician appt today, and after hearing whats been going on, Anne, suggested a Sleep Class for Cailee and I. So I'm waiting to hear from the hospital as to when I will go in. I'll start out with a one day course at the hosp, and then if no change, I'll end up going in for about 3 - 4 days with her, until she is sleeping at night again, instead of during the day.
So far, tonight, she's been asleep for about an hour, it's 1.08am, and I haven't heard a peep, so I'm hoping that before the hospital calls, she'll revert to how she was sleeping last week. It's either a really long growth spurt, or she really has swapped to UK/US time zones.
Everything else went well with the paed, though. She said Cailee is a very healthy baby, who has put on muscle tone and fat deposits really well since Anne saw her last. She was only 5 days old back then, and a really scrawny and tiny baby, now she looks like a healthy newborn.
Mark swears he saw her give a genuine smile tonight, and not a plain wind smile. I missed out, though I have seen her laugh in her sleep a couple of times this week. Obviously, her dreams are more amusing than I am. :o\
Anyway, this was just a quick update. Wish me luck with her sleep patterns. I need her to revert right now as I only have two weeks to get Mel's Debutante Gown finished. *sighs*
*hugs*
Kaysea
|
|
| Finally!!! |
[22 Jun 2004|11:51pm] |
Well I know I promised these weeks ago, but things have been flat out here, and I haven't been on the PC much let alone the net. So here's some photo's from the first day/night through to two days ago.
( Finally! Photo's Inside )
Hope you enjoyed.
*hugs*
Kaysea :o)
|
|
| navigation |
| [ |
viewing |
| |
most recent entries |
] |
| [ |
go |
| |
earlier |
] |
|
|
|
|
![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
pregnant_pause's journal