Archives: June 2004
Wed, 30 Jun 2004
Heart Murmurs and Temper Tantrums
I spent most of yesterday morning at the hospital, watching my little boy attached to a machine while they scanned his heart. That sort of thing really puts things in perspective for me. Day to day worries pale into insignificance when faced with the possibility that your child is not well.
Joshua was diagnosed with a heart murmur a few weeks ago. I was concerned because there is a history of heart defects in my family. My sister has a heart murmur, which has never actually caused her any real problems. My other sister, however, had a baby who died of a hole in the heart.
So you can understand, as I sat there looking at that ultrasound of my baby's heart, why there was a knot in my stomach. I was so fearful that they might find a defect of some sort. Fortunately, though, he is a healthy, growing boy and there appears to be nothing wrong with his heart.
I breathed such a sigh of relief when I heard that. We still need confirmation of that from the cardiologist, but I am sleeping a little easier at nights now.
Joshua was so good at the hospital. He just sat there and let them do what they had to do. He is such a sweet boy. Well, when he's not overtired and throwing a temper tantrum, that is. Man, has he learned how to do that exceptionally well! He just throws himself on the floor and screams. And, get this... when the little floor exercise doesn't work, he goes to his room and slams the door shut! You'd think he was a teenager!
Well, at least he seems healthy. That's what counts. I can live with the tantrums.
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Sun, 27 Jun 2004
Beautiful even when they're not in bloom...
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Tue, 15 Jun 2004
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Mon, 14 Jun 2004
Wood and water
Reaching back to the sea... smoothed by the relentless waves.
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Fri, 11 Jun 2004
A boy, a log and the sea
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Wed, 09 Jun 2004
Smiling sweetly for mum.
What an impish look. Josh has everyone wrapped around his porky little toddler fingers.
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Fri, 04 Jun 2004
Boots and Birdhouses
I checked my stats again today. I do this about once a month when I get bored. It never ceases to amaze me the sorts of strange searches people do to arrive at my site. Here is a small sampling of the bizarre and bored of the Internet:
"cheating while pregnant"
Do you think they mean pregnant to the guy you are cheating with, or to the guy you are cheating on? Or does it matter? And why do I get all the weirdos? And Why oh why did this search bring them to MY site, because to my knowledge I have never written about cheating while pregnant, or indeed actually cheated while pregnant. Or gotten pregnant while cheating. Or... oh you get the picture.
"come fuck me boots"
Okay, write one risqué entry with the word fuck in it, and pay forever. Yes, believe it or not, people actually DO search for come fuck me boots. This is the second biggest search that reaches my site. In the past month, no less than 48 searches for "come fuck me boots" brought people to my site. To those people, I say: GO AWAY. I don't own come fuck me boots (yet), I don't write erotic things about boots and, more to the point, you will find NO pictures of me in boots.
homemade birdhouses??!! I'm sure I've never written about homemade birdhouses.
"not touching billy collins"
Okaaaaay.... I'm assuming that's a poem, 'cos, like, I've never touched Billy Collins. Never had the opportunity, actually. Now that I think about it, he does look kind of sexy in that Woody Allen kind of way. But I'm sure he would not appreciate being compared with Woody Allen like that, so I think I'll just stop now while I'm ahead.
"slipstream brian philosophy"
Wow... I put this into Google because I couldn't figure out what they meant by "slipstream brian philosophy." I still have no idea what they meant. Any suggestions? But then I put in "slipstream brain philosophy", cos I thought the "brian" might have been a typo, and in the results I came across another journal called Slipstream. Arggghhh.... Well, actually it's a whole big personal site, with a journal component, but basically she seems to be a mistress who ties people up and dominates them. Damn damn damn! Now my journal seems incredibly, incredibly boring. No fair, I say. Other people have all the fun.
I'm going to go make a birdhouse now and sulk a little.
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Sitting regally in front of our neighbour's house.
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