"Edited to Add"....

This started as a pregnancy blog when I fell pregnant in May 2009 after four years of finding a donor, doing all the counselling / paperwork / tests and trying.

And now, thanks to a 4WD which skidded onto our side of the road, killing our baby daughter at 34w and injuring me, my partner and two of my stepdaughters on 27 December 2009, it has turned into something else. We didn't want this something else, but apparently it is all we've got to go on with.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Mama Mia

I might have mentioned that my mum was about to start off on an epic road trip with her caravan from one side of the country to the other to come and see us and help us make The Big Move South. Well, the road trip she expected to last several weeks only lasted one day - and while she and her puppy are okay, her caravan and car are not. Huge winds coming south of Carnavon swept them off the road, wrecking both car and caravan.

Thankfully (thankfully) some other drivers weren't too far behind her, and stopped and helped Mum & Ruby (the pup) get out of the car. And thankfully she was insured, and the insurer has already agreed to write off the car and caravan and pay her out. So she's now flown home, and is staying with my sister while she re-adjusts her plans.

I'm so so so glad she is safe, and can't imagine how scary it would have been. My mum is the adventuring type - I love this about her, but it also scares me to bits - particularly when I get news like this (or the phone call from DFAT telling me that she was stuck in Bolivia in the midst of a civil uprising, and the embassy was trying to get her out of there - no, I don't make these things up! - Keely, I think we may have a competition here for World's Coolest Mum). She's been travelling for about 3 years - so I can't wait to see her in the flesh for a proper big hug (even if I'm a bit lumpy for hugging at the moment).

One of Mum's photos from WA

Other "news" from our region:

- Queasiness - I thought I was all done with this, but it is back, and doesn't seem as benevolent as my thankfully gentle dose of morning sickness. It is more of a dizzy/ faint/clammy/queasiness - and so far seems to mainly hit when I'm sitting on the train in the morning. I feel like I have to concentrate so that I don't faint. Will mention it to my GP next time I see her.

- Weariness - I don't know if it is the last few busy weeks of semester (and extra teaching to fill in for my boss who has had to fly overseas for his dad's funeral - sad) or the beginning of the third trimester, but I am suddenly getting hit by the tiredness truck again. I find myself counting down the weeks until teaching is over - and for the first time in this job my motivation is flagging.

- This sounds really silly, but I keep looking at people in the street and thinking "you were a halloumi in your mum's tummy once!" It shocks me that this is the only way human beings get here - that for every human walking around, there is (or was) a mother who carried them just like I'm carrying halloumi. And vice versa - that one day (touch wood) Haloumi will be one of the people on the street - all adult-looking and with a life of his/her own. Yikes.


  1. Wow! I definitely think our moms can co-own that title. It's inspiring on this end, too, to have been a halloumi in such a fab woman's tummy, isn't it? And that they continued being cool long after you came out (even if you have to endure hair-raising stories of near-miss fiascos.) Glad your mum & Ruby are well.
    I hope YOU feel better & get that nausea and fatigue taken care of...

  2. I know exactly what you mean about the 'strangers on the street' epiphany. A few months ago, I remember being shocked that everyone was a fetus, as if I'd never pondered it since the Birds & Bees talk I had as a youngster. That it's all so normal, even though we treat it as if we're the ONLY ones who know what it's like.

    Funny aside, my mother told me last night that about a week after the kiddos are born, we'll all be CERTAIN that no one else knows how to take care of them. And not in a comical way... as in, WE ARE THE ONLY ONES WHO KNOW THIS CREATURE. Cracks me up, and I kind of can't wait. :)

    Tired truck hit me just at the beginning of the 3rd Tri too... hits me harder every day, damn it. Hang in there :)

  3. Keely - it is definitely inspiring, even if I worry for her sometimes, and feel occasionally like the boring sensible daughter Saffy in Absolutely Fabulous. How cool that you're about to go travelling in Ghana with your adventuring mama - have fun!

    And thanks for the good wishes - am definitely looking forward to slowing down once I finish my last lectures next week. And I think I'll try and go see my GP about the nausea even though I'm not really due for another appointment until 28 weeks.

  4. Suze - it is such a weird realisation to have, isn't it! I'm sure your mum is right too - that as much as we might not want to be over-precious / over-protective, once they are born, there is some mama-bear instinct which just takes over a little bit.

    I'm taking comfort in the fact that once this last bit of teaching is done, I'll just have research duties + packing and moving until Christmas, and will then be on annual leave for pretty much most of january - with two weeks of that by the beach. Can't wait!