We are in the land of bed-wetting at the moment. Number 4 daughter (and nearly 4 years old!!!) just can't get the hang of emptying her bladder into the toilet and not her nice warm and soft mattress. Last night it was twice in the night (yes twice!). She seems not the least bit concerned that most of her night is spent bathing in urine. The late night trips to the toilet aren't much fun either. At least I don't have to do it, thanks to my other better half. He is so patient, taking the little one to the toilet. Acutally she is more like a wailing, thrashing baby calf, absolutely furious at being woken from her slumber, snarling and snorting like a real pro. Trying to get her to sit on the toilet and produce a trickle takes a lot of paitence that late at night. Especially when she makes her legs go all stiff and they won't bend to sit down. Not quite sure why children do that? Fortunately they grow out of it as they just get too tall and it loses its effectiveness. And so we (the royal 'we') continue the 'dry at night journey'.
- Catherine Irwin
- Perth, WA, Australia
- Hi friends. To those I have met in person and the many I haven't - welcome to our nest. Thanks so much for stopping by. I am a mama of six baby birds and wife to one papa bird. Our nest is an intricately woven home, crafted over time, through the highs and lows of life, and many in-betweens. We are soon to leave our Australian nest to re-locate to our second home, the UK. This is our story, of our new life in a new country, the trials and tribulations, bidding goodbye to precious friends and embracing new. I know at times, our wings will be flapping so hard to keep us moving forward that we will tire, however, a little perseverence will bring effortless gliding amongst a soft breeze, and even stronger wings for the journey ahead. Welcome to our flight......