Today is the first night of Diwali here, or everywhere actually. And the people are "celebrating" with their fireworks again, and making a helluva racket. The animals in the neighbourhood are going banana's and I actually can't understand, if it is supposed to be the festival of lights why they have to make it a loud warzone sounding event. Sure they are pretty and stuff, but, hang, it's very antisocial... My friend Nisha said that they only light sparklers and don't make any bangs, because of their animals. Why can't everyone have the same viewpoint? I mean fireworks are actually banned in this country.
Tuesday, 28 October 2008
Fireworks again
The trauma of Halloween
Thanks to my super dooper friend Sandy who said that she would look after Chloe on Friday morning so that I can get to work, and then I'll come home early to look after her again.
Wednesday, 22 October 2008
Flood disaster
Got home a while back to find water gushing out from under the front door...
Our domestic had left a tap wide open while the dept had turned the mains off and when they turned it back on the pressure was so high that in less than an hour the house was an inch deep in water. Thank goodness for wet and dry vacuum cleaners...
Thanks to Tim and Rob for helping with the cleanup operation, and to Pat and Liz for baby sitting a very unhappy little Chloe.
NAN HA, runny tummies and babies
I have an allergy baby... it's that simple. So we put Chlo-bug onto NAN HA, which is meant to be for allergy babies, and since then she has had the runs and well, to be honest it has made her more miserable than not, so from today she is going back onto Isomil. Changing MP nappies at 2am just doesn't do it for me!
I went to a lady called Megan who did allergy testing on Chloe and she came back with some interesting results. Banana's, Green Peas... who would have ever thought, but so be it. Anyway, keeping Chloe off a lot of stuff seems to be helping and Megan seems to think that she will outgrow most of them. My poor baby looks like a walking rash most of the time though.
Yesterday we put together the cot that one of the guys here at work gave us, and well, I thought Chloe was going to die from excitement. She was moaning while I was wiping it down and cleaning it, so I put her in it and she was so happy I thought she was going to burst. At least I know she likes the bed. This morning Paul asked if I liked the colour, it is a green colour, but not hideous, and he was more than happy to repaint it, but that means that Chloe won't be able to sleep in it for a few days.
It's amazing to watch how she has developed a little personality, and that she is responding to things now. The best part is when she sees me after a day at school and squeals with delight that I have come to get her. Yay, she loves me!