Wanted Criminal

If it's not getting client jobs done, creating opportunities for VYVA, keeping house or looking after Ruby, it's that darn dog!
You all know I love Mango Frankenstein but this morning he was more Frankenstein than Mango.
The backyard duel between him and the nesting bird escalated this morning when, with really poor timing, the baby birds decided to stretch their wings and go for a test flight. 
I was in the kitchen when I saw out of the window Mango having a go at a baby bird on the lawn. 
I screamed out at him and was ignored as I fled into the backyard in my undies.
I got Mango away from the baby much more successfully than the parents did as they tried swooping Mango repeatedly. 
I picked up the baby, which was still alive but not looking so well, and put it back into it's nest.
I knew there had been 2 babies so I did a search of the backyard and thankfully didn't find the other one - I hope it's flight was more successful.
The parents didn't seem to be heading back to the baby so I checked on it and found it wasn't doing very well. I picked it up carefully and checked it for puncture wounds - it had a small one on it's back and on it's chest - never ever a good sign. A couple of minutes later the little bundle of feathers was dead.
I was very annoyed at Mango, who is well fed but has the hunting breeds within him which is one reason why I don't do wildlife fostering any more - he just can't seem to control himself around little fast things - ironic when you think of the words you'd use to describe Mango himself.
Anyway, he is now on my most wanted criminal list and better do some serious sucking up if he wants any cuddles today. RIP little bird.

Big Bite, Little Mouth....

I wonder if perhaps I have bitten off more than I can chew?
Any day that has no appointments in the diary is a day I love. 
Trying to fit in client web updates can be difficult but at least I can do that in the evening if need be. It's not set to a specific timeslot.
But trying to have regular meeting times to make myself available to my VYVA members (something I love) or booking in times to work at the Kinglake adventure camp kind of make me stressed.
I don't like that when I make these appointments, I have to make sure Greg or someone is available to look after Ruby. I know Greg is running his business and is under the pump, so what can I do to put less pressure on that, but while keeping my business and life going?

That's when good neighbours... become.... good.... hmmmm

Some time ago we got a nasty letter left on the car windscreen telling us to shut our dogs up "or else". We have our suspicions about who is was from, but we are really not sure. It was a horrible letter, especially as we were trying everything you could think of to actually shut our dogs up! :) 
Anyway, the person we suspected is a gentleman next door who we have never spoken to. Tonight, as I was giving Ruby her final feed for the day, in a nice relaxing darkened room..... bang! bang! bang!
Mr Neighbour decided to do some handyman work which involved hammering, some king of scraping and sawing - just outside Ruby's window!
I crossed fingers and toes hoping he wouldn't take too long - he has the right to do what he likes afterall. But alas, it continued and poor Ruby just couldn't settle with that irregular hammering going on.
I had to say something.
Man was I nervous!! I went outside and got his attention and asked nicely if he would be able to stop soon, as Ruby was sleeping "right in here"; I said it as nicely as I could.
He was fairly nice about it and said he had about 15 minutes to go and then he'd stop.
Well of course I said "ok" and wandered back inside. 
I think he may have actually moved further down his yard (away from us) to do the last of the hammering, because it wasn't quite so loud, which I appreciated.
Ruby needed to be resettled again (drank 300ml little piggy!) and then the peaceful quiet set in.
I was thinking that even though he continued for a while, he definately was quieter, so I might drop a thank you card in his letterbox.
After all, that's when good neighbours... become.... good friends!

"Ruby Baby"

Having lots of fun with my Ruby Baby clothes! Can't wait for the 'Gremlin Baby' onesie to arrive!

Quick Learner!

After yesterdays big cry when it was sleep time, 'Grumpy Bumpy' only took about 5 minutes to give up on that technique this morning when she was due for her nap. And it's paid off - she's been asleep now for quite a while, possibly catching up on some lost sleep these past few days!
She is such a delight though when we have visitors - she loves new faces and will grin and chuckle for our guests when they give her attention. 



This morning Mango provided some much needed entertainment for Grumpy, who, I think because of the weather, has been a bit fussy. 
Mango loves to run laps around people, jump towards their hands and lick lick lick. Ruby loves this and for as long as Mango could keep the energy up, she was happy. 
I think they will be very good friends!

The Gremlin of the Opera....is there....inside our house....

Ruby is becoming an independent little lady and has decided that:
1. She has an awesome voice
2. She should help hold the bottle even if that means sharing mouth space between her hands and the bottle teat and
3. She doesn't require sleep during the day to keep her going.

I don't need your help thanks!

Makes for an interesting day!!!


When it comes to sleep time, a short nap while drinking will suffice - all so she thinks.
Once the bottle is done it's all cheeky grins and opera sounds until Mummy or Daddy leaves the room after which the Opera turns into an Operatic Tragedy! 


Clever little monkey got her revenge on her evil Mummy for ignoring her tanty today by giving herself quite a nice scratch down her nose between the eyes - 'look world! Mummy beats me!'... Oh Mummy's back! Time for more "Gremlin of the Opera!"


Ahhh this is the life... :)

Not a fan? Well not today!

Yesterday I had a "not such a fan of Ruby" day and I'm pretty sure she had a "not such a fan of Mummy" day too. Thank goodness Greg was here and he and Ruby spent some quality time together while I tried not to go completely insane listening to her "opera practice" which was intermittently broken up with grumblings and fussing.
Isn't it funny how one day her screeching/playing is gorgeous and then another day you find it completely irritating? 
I felt like such a bad Mum, but tried to remind myself that I've only had a couple of bad days (quite a few crappy "hours" here and there, but not counting those...) over a period of about 180 days so far where I am learning along the way and spending hour after hour mind-reading the needs of my baby and keeping her healthy and safe.
I feel more normal again today and back in "Mummy Mode" which is nice.
I am really not looking forward to the start of the new working year when Greg will be less available and I'll have to work out how to fit in jobs for my clients while looking after Ruby.
I have so many people say "You are so lucky you work from home - that would be so much easier."
Well yes and no.
I'm not "lucky" - I built my business up over the past 6 years and scraped by with stuff-all income to get to this point so I CAN work from home.
BUT I don't get maternity leave, or sick leave, or annual leave (yes I can take leave but there is no pay for that) and when I am working I can be interrupted at any time by a rather demanding (and yes, beautiful) baby.
There are always pro's and cons.
Anyway, hopefully I can create some systems to ease the stress of keeping the business running, while keeping my very important and (luckily for me) kind clients happy.
This year there will be a lot of change coming.
I can feel it in the air!