Well, What a Week...

Well, yes Herbie the wonder car went for a drive without us and 3 days later we get the phone call saying he had been found...Monday (9th Jan) night we rang to cancel the insurance claim on the car, and our insurers. they offered us a free inspection to check for any other damage the theif/theives may have caused that wasn't visible. My god, quick, the tow truck was down within the hour.

As of Wednesday (11th Jan) of last he is no longer part of our family...After us ringing our insurer (Monday (9th Jan) night) to cancel the claim. We did know they would find trouble under the hood , but they also come back telling us the tail shaft was near on shot too. Transmission $900, Tailshaft $700. They insisted on the doing the inspection even though we told them not to worry. So they gave Michael the option, keep it and have to shell out $$$$ or write it off and get $$$$ back for it .....he/we/my parents went for the right off option.

Down side is back to a one car family for awhile, which we are already find a nuisance Mum and Dad have been good they have offered to pick Ryan up from CC on the nights that Michael needs to be at his 2nd job by 6:10pm. He finishes his day job at around 5:30 and wouldn't get home until possibley 6:00pm on transport, to then have to be somewhere 10 mins later.

I think his plans are to stay a one car family for 6 months, pay more off my car with the money we will be saving on petrol, rego etc....and then go out hunting...

Tuesday night (10th Jan) we had a lovely friend, Drew over for dinner. We hadn't seen him in about a year. It was so cool to catch up and just hang out. We cooked chow mein and he finally got to meet Ryan. He loved Ryan and much as Ryan loved him.

My poor little man though, as it was time to say good night to Drew, we went to wake him up only to find him in a pool off vomit, poor little thing, he had cried once earlier during the evening, as he does sometimes if he is dreaming and then went straight back to sleep. He continued to vomit. I put it down to over eating, but in hindsight I think it may have been a touch of gastro.

Remember gastro is catchy....got up, felt like crap but went to work anyway. I only made it to lunch and then I was on my way home. OMG not a pretty site, better off at home and not at work. I was lucky my wonderful parents were able to come down and look after Ryan for me while Michael was at his night job. Uuughhh...I ended up having Thursday off aswell. Which worked out well as Thursday is Nan & Pop day. Ryan spends the day with Mum and Dad. I could spend all day in bed. Only drawback was I had to go into work on my day off (Friday).

I really thought I was losing my little boy on Saturday(14th Jan). He just plain refused 3 feeds off of me. Very distressing as all he did was scream as soon as he saw them. He was still eating his solids well enough, but I was feeling so confused. I ended up ringing ABA and asked it it were possible he were self weaning. Possible, but not likely. It was more likely a passing phase and he would come back to it when ready.

The counsellor from ABA did ask if it were possible I were pregnant, or if AF's had returned as the hormones both these produce can alter the taste, smell for Ryan. Well guess what? No I am not pregnant, but after 19 1/2 months AF arrived earlier. So weird. Here is me thinking I am losing Ryan and AF arriving the same day, it was enough to do my head in. But on a brighter note things returned to normal yesterday and Ryan was quite happy to feed from me.

The feeling of being rejected was just horrible, heart breaking, although they do grow up and become a little more independent each day. And Ryan is proving this every day. I was in the kitchen yesterday and turned around to see him 'kneeling' up at the little table in the lounge. He had pulled himself up to that point. So proud.

Yesterday was just washing, groceries and then we went and saw Leeanne and John for awhile, to return the battery her cousin so kindly got cheap for us. Thank god it didn't make it into the car. The car was sold at auction on Friday we believe.

The Prodigal Car has Returned....

At 2:15am this morning the phone rang. Such a bizarre time for the phone to ring. I was quick to get to the phone, not incase there was something majoriy wrong as is normal with a phone call at that time of the morning, unless of course it is your drunk brother ringing to tell you he loves you (isn't that sweet), but so that it wouldn't wake Ryan.

It was the police, letting us know that our car had been found relatively unscathed...thank god, like we have the $$$$ to fork out on the stupid thing anyway.

Seems like someone has just borrowed it to get to where they wanted to go. We had to go and pick up a distributor lead from the local police station and then we where on our way again.

Let me tell you, as hard as it is going to be to be able to repair the minor damage and also a new rear tyre, it is going to be a helluva lot easier that trying to refinance a new car. But the great news is that the baby seat was still in the back. YAY! Unlike last time when they took everything.

Although we didn't want it back, I am so glad it is. It being found and in one piece has to be alot easier on the wallet than not!

You've Got To Be Joking....

AAAGGGHHHHH......How many times can one family be so unlucky?

Thursday night I get a phone call from Michael at work asking if I had moved or taken his car home? The first words out of my mouth 'You're ****cking joking?'

Yep for the third time, we have had a car stolen, although this is the second time this particular car has gone for a drive without us behind the wheel.

We have reported it to all the relevant authorities, now we just have to sit back and wait. Ah, the 2WW, a bit like waiting to do that first pregnancy test really. It is the longest two weeks.

Good thing is , the fuel tank was near on empty when they took it, and the transmission was playing up. So unless they were smart little (or big) thieves and filled the tank I don't think they'll get far.

We found out it was taken between the hours of 5:30pm and 7:10pm, pity we didn't know about this last night, would have given the cops a little more to work with. Ah well, back to being a single car family for awhile.

We had thought about taking the loan car on our ins. policy , but if our car is returned and usuable, we will have to pay back the loan car, can't afford that , let alone paying the excess.

I am glad our inconvenience and suffering is allowing someone else the mobility and freedom they quite obviously desire....NOT.

Happy New Year

Wow, another year has just begun. Where are they going? Why is it that as we get older, the years tend to pass us by more quickly.

Originally we didn’t have N.Y.E plans and were more than happy to stay home with movies and a pizza, original I know. Ryan would’ve been in bed by about 8:00pm and we could have had the night to ourselves. That was until we received an invite from Ryan’s Godparents, Allie & Brent to ring in the New Year with them. What a lovely idea.

Things kicked off around 7:00pm. 4 couples, 2 rampaging toddlers and Ryan. I say rampaging toddlers as these two little boys were just going nuts. Mum and Dad had no control over them, and couldn’t keep them quite. There is playing loudly and then there is running riot, these two were running riot, for the other 6 of us it made it a long and tiring few hours. We unconsciously seemed to be taking it in turns to seek refuge in the kitchen for a few minutes at a time.

The relaxing part of the even for us all kicked in around 10:00 – 10:30pm once the couple with kids decided they had better take their little ones home as it was evident that they just weren’t going to settle. It had been very hard for me to keep my patience with these two, and not say something to their parents. Especially as they were running up and down the hall where Ryan was sleeping (and he himself had just had a rough couple of hours and was very unsettled). Yes, he is a good boy and will sleep through anything, but he was definitely tested with them yelling and screaming right outside his door.

It was also the first time Ryan was to sleep in his portable cot too. We didn’t know how he would go. After a belly full of food we wrapped him, and let him drift off to sleep in my arms and then placed him in his porta cot. He was great. Just rolled over onto his belly as he does and that was it. He only stirred 3 times and that was when we would stick our head in the door to check on him (he would just roll onto this other side). It was nice to be able to sit back and relax (finally nas from between the hours of 5:00pm and 7:00pm he just screamed) knowing that he was ok.

Midnight came around and we celebrated with poppers, sparklers, kisses and hugs. There where fireworks going off around the neighbourhood, we could hear them but not really see them. We had a great, relaxing (in the end) evening with a bbq and drinks, great company and some really cool tunes drifting out the speakers of the radio. So many songs that we hadn’t heard for so long, but always seemed to get played on N.Y.E.

A perfect end to a year, and a great start to a new one.