This is me, the magical fairy with glowing hair that can blow magical fireworks in the air
Tuesday, 27 February 2007
Thursday, 22 February 2007
Now thats a SHIP!!!!!
Decided to take myself and my flatmate for a leisurely drive on Tuesday and dunk my feet in the ocean. So we headed down to the harbour and to our surprise saw these too massive big boats, named after some Queens. I took photos but You'll have to wait to see them as I haven't downloaded them yet.
I cannot describe the size of these monsters, looking at the Queen Mary and the Queen Elizabeth was out of this world.
The night was made even more special being locked in the botanical gardens by some mean spirited rangers. It wasn't like we were the only ones in the park, he locked the gates on 1000's of people.
The leisurely walk from central railway station to Circular key was also full of colour. If I ever have a mental illness (if I don't already have one), then I hope I get one that makes me see funny stuff. This guy was pissing himself laughing right next to us for a good few 100 metres, and me being the person I am couldn't help myself and started laughing too....My flat mate, who is a shy English girl was laughing at me laughing at him. This guy had great material cause whatever was making him laugh was hysterical. Maybe he had just left one of those laughing workshops and he couldn't stop, or maybe he had a disease that made him laugh all the time, like a tick. Wouldn't it be horrible if you had Turettes Syndrome, or narcolepsy or you had that disease that made you orgasm all the time...mmmm.....imgine if you had all three???
How did I get to that point? I was talking about boats before.
So yes the boats were good, about 1000000 people all through Sydney and the police service decide to have an RDO.
Fireworks were amazing, like NYE in Sydney. Can't wait to add the photos.
Snow patrol was very cool. Only the Irish and English people knew all their songs but I did get a live video of chasing cars- just imagine 1000's of people singing the one song. It was awesome.
Looked after a baby that weighed 980gms and saw one that weighed 680gms. I'm getting used to all the really small sized baby's, a normal baby actually looks massive compared to there little suckers.
I cannot describe the size of these monsters, looking at the Queen Mary and the Queen Elizabeth was out of this world.
The night was made even more special being locked in the botanical gardens by some mean spirited rangers. It wasn't like we were the only ones in the park, he locked the gates on 1000's of people.
The leisurely walk from central railway station to Circular key was also full of colour. If I ever have a mental illness (if I don't already have one), then I hope I get one that makes me see funny stuff. This guy was pissing himself laughing right next to us for a good few 100 metres, and me being the person I am couldn't help myself and started laughing too....My flat mate, who is a shy English girl was laughing at me laughing at him. This guy had great material cause whatever was making him laugh was hysterical. Maybe he had just left one of those laughing workshops and he couldn't stop, or maybe he had a disease that made him laugh all the time, like a tick. Wouldn't it be horrible if you had Turettes Syndrome, or narcolepsy or you had that disease that made you orgasm all the time...mmmm.....imgine if you had all three???
How did I get to that point? I was talking about boats before.
So yes the boats were good, about 1000000 people all through Sydney and the police service decide to have an RDO.
Fireworks were amazing, like NYE in Sydney. Can't wait to add the photos.
Snow patrol was very cool. Only the Irish and English people knew all their songs but I did get a live video of chasing cars- just imagine 1000's of people singing the one song. It was awesome.
Looked after a baby that weighed 980gms and saw one that weighed 680gms. I'm getting used to all the really small sized baby's, a normal baby actually looks massive compared to there little suckers.
Monday, 19 February 2007
And it continues.......
Like flies to a big pile of dog doo doo, so does the excitement and dramas that surround my everyday life.
I'm back off to Sydney in about half an hour. I don't mind the drive so much, its great to listen to my favourite tunes and let my mind wonder.
I guess in years to come hopefully I will look back at my blog and have a little laugh at how I beat the hard times and came through shining at the other end.
I've got another hurtle to overcome now too. For months I haven't been all that well. I was concerned and so were my doctors that I have the same cancer as my dad. I was suppose to have some tests done in August last year but held off until after my school reunion, I didn't want to go knowing I may have the same death sentence as my dad.
I had the tests and they came back negative. I didn't have that nasty arse disease that randomly picks the nicest people.
So I continued on with life until my problems kept on continuing. I'd have 'attacks' similar to an anaphalatic reaction and an asthma attack combined. Now they have decided that I could possibly have 'Carcinoid Syndrome', which is basically a tumour in the gut or intestines or bowel that releases too much histamine or other chemicals. I've now officially finished this test and will wait the results in the next few days, the longer I don't hear anything the better the news is. If this is positive, it means I have to see an oncologist to decide whether or not they can find it and remove it. Its pretty slow growing so hopefully it isn't too big but secretly I am hoping its about 4kg and somewhere in my stomach so when I come out of surgery I'll have a nice flat washboard stomach. hehe so immature aren't I?
Basically for me, it means that I continue on with life, continue to not grow up and remain immature, and continue doing exactly what I am now until the last possible second. My dad went back to work after having his Kidney out 6 days after, he continued to work during chemo treatment occasionally pulling over on the side of the road to spew, I guess I am alot like my dad. I don't intend on changing a thing.
So there you go, another bloody thing to deal with, like working and studying and kids weren't enough.
But don't right me off just yet, I have lots more living to do.
P.S can you please remind me that blondes don't need to dye their hair blonder. I made the mistake of going 6 shades lighter and I now look like an albino- my hair is WHITE!!! and no I won't be posting any pics anytime soon. I'm officially in hiding...
I'm back off to Sydney in about half an hour. I don't mind the drive so much, its great to listen to my favourite tunes and let my mind wonder.
I guess in years to come hopefully I will look back at my blog and have a little laugh at how I beat the hard times and came through shining at the other end.
I've got another hurtle to overcome now too. For months I haven't been all that well. I was concerned and so were my doctors that I have the same cancer as my dad. I was suppose to have some tests done in August last year but held off until after my school reunion, I didn't want to go knowing I may have the same death sentence as my dad.
I had the tests and they came back negative. I didn't have that nasty arse disease that randomly picks the nicest people.
So I continued on with life until my problems kept on continuing. I'd have 'attacks' similar to an anaphalatic reaction and an asthma attack combined. Now they have decided that I could possibly have 'Carcinoid Syndrome', which is basically a tumour in the gut or intestines or bowel that releases too much histamine or other chemicals. I've now officially finished this test and will wait the results in the next few days, the longer I don't hear anything the better the news is. If this is positive, it means I have to see an oncologist to decide whether or not they can find it and remove it. Its pretty slow growing so hopefully it isn't too big but secretly I am hoping its about 4kg and somewhere in my stomach so when I come out of surgery I'll have a nice flat washboard stomach. hehe so immature aren't I?
Basically for me, it means that I continue on with life, continue to not grow up and remain immature, and continue doing exactly what I am now until the last possible second. My dad went back to work after having his Kidney out 6 days after, he continued to work during chemo treatment occasionally pulling over on the side of the road to spew, I guess I am alot like my dad. I don't intend on changing a thing.
So there you go, another bloody thing to deal with, like working and studying and kids weren't enough.
But don't right me off just yet, I have lots more living to do.
P.S can you please remind me that blondes don't need to dye their hair blonder. I made the mistake of going 6 shades lighter and I now look like an albino- my hair is WHITE!!! and no I won't be posting any pics anytime soon. I'm officially in hiding...
Saturday, 17 February 2007
To my dear friend Matthew and his partner Kylie
May your wedding in April be a special day for both of you.
Life can be hard sometimes but I know that the two of you will work together and have a happy life together.
Marriages and relationships are not easy, and it does take alot of work, heck I should know, but by working together as a team you can work though anything.
Just remember, as long as you are best friends, you trust each other completely and you have a physical connection (wink wink), any marriage or relationship can work.
I look forward to seeing you Kylie, walk down the aisle as weddings are such a special day and I'm so glad you have allowed me to share it with you.
All the best for the future,
Love you long time,
Goonie Goo Goo
Friday, 16 February 2007
WOW can you see the difference......
The photo on the top is me the night before I went Sydney on the 19th of January, the one on the bottom is me yesterday.... 4 weeks difference....
And the big news is.....
I've lost............
11.9kg.........in that time..........
YAY.....
Thursday, 15 February 2007
A second Quote of the week
"All the adversity I've had in my life, all my troubles and obstacles, have strengthened me...You may not realize it when it happens, but a kick in the teeth may be the best thing in the world for you."
- Walt Disney
Quote of the week
Your life is your own. This is your very own personal journey through the world. While it never hurts to listen to advice and consider someone else's point of view, you are ultimately responsible for making your own choices. You deserve the chance to learn and grow from your own mistakes - and you deserve for your victories to be your very own!
Taking time out
I turned off the mobile, left it at home and took my family to the beach this afternoon for some major time out. As I walked onto the main part of the beach I saw this......
Para sailing surf boarders, horses, How good was this, and all 50 metres from my front door.
Para sailing surf boarders, horses, How good was this, and all 50 metres from my front door.
I sat down and just forgot the world for an hour, I dug my feet in the sand, and smelt the sea breeze
A lovely self portrait.
Big Brother Helps out!!
This is my stressed look, you can tell by the frown....But I soon destressed and enjoyed a lovely hour relaxing with my boys.
Snow Patrol- Monday 19th of Feb
I actually got tickets to a show that was sold out in minutes!!!!!! So looking forward to seeing snow patrol in a few days even if it did cost me more than double the ticket price. Sometimes you can't put a price on experience.
A Week In the life of a Student Midwife
Again, I'm home and very excited to have a whole 5 days off. The house is clean, the kids are not sick and I'm on top of all my uni work. So what better way to spend a few hours than to walk across the road and go to the beach. After staying in Sydney with so much cement and dead grass, its nice to walk bear feet on the sand and smell the sea breeze. I'm going to build sandcastles with Joshua and take some photos. I'll be in my element.
The nannygate affair has finally resolved itself. I have a great nanny moving in on Saturday. Jessica seems to be a lovely girl and I hope it works out so I can continue commuting stress free to Sydney.
As far as work is concerned, I'm loving it. Not always good, but I get a chance to have lots of cuddles with very little babies working in the Intensive Care Unit. At first I was a little apprehensive handling the tiniest of tiny babies but now I'm getting used to picking them up and doing what needs to be done. Its great to work with the families and the mums and dads and help them go through a time that is sometimes not as smooth as we would like. Explaining whats happening and empowering them to handle their babies being so small or sick. In 2 weeks Im in the delivery suite. So, again thrown into the deep end, catching baby's (we don't deliver baby's we deliver pizzas, the mums deliver, I just catch).
Valentines Day was yesterday. I had a surprising lovely day and night. Theres nothing like being a little spoilt.
To my anonymous worldly commenter, I moderate all my comments because of you as this is MY CS BLOG, and a way for my FRIENDS, to see what I have been up to, and for me to reflect on events in the past, present and future. One day I'll look back with great memories of that time in my life. My posts are my thoughts and feelings and don't represent another person, corporation or organisation. So basically to you, read another blog, and stay off my blog territory. I don't want to waste my time on a NAB and won't be from now on.
The nannygate affair has finally resolved itself. I have a great nanny moving in on Saturday. Jessica seems to be a lovely girl and I hope it works out so I can continue commuting stress free to Sydney.
As far as work is concerned, I'm loving it. Not always good, but I get a chance to have lots of cuddles with very little babies working in the Intensive Care Unit. At first I was a little apprehensive handling the tiniest of tiny babies but now I'm getting used to picking them up and doing what needs to be done. Its great to work with the families and the mums and dads and help them go through a time that is sometimes not as smooth as we would like. Explaining whats happening and empowering them to handle their babies being so small or sick. In 2 weeks Im in the delivery suite. So, again thrown into the deep end, catching baby's (we don't deliver baby's we deliver pizzas, the mums deliver, I just catch).
Valentines Day was yesterday. I had a surprising lovely day and night. Theres nothing like being a little spoilt.
To my anonymous worldly commenter, I moderate all my comments because of you as this is MY CS BLOG, and a way for my FRIENDS, to see what I have been up to, and for me to reflect on events in the past, present and future. One day I'll look back with great memories of that time in my life. My posts are my thoughts and feelings and don't represent another person, corporation or organisation. So basically to you, read another blog, and stay off my blog territory. I don't want to waste my time on a NAB and won't be from now on.
Tuesday, 6 February 2007
Thats life!!!
Again I start off by letting you all know how great my professional life is going. I love coming to work- I guess that means since I commenced my Midwifery I haven't worked a day yet. The responsibilities are huge, but with that goes reward. To look after a baby who weighs less than a can of coke or to support a vulnerable mother going through labour are things that empower me and make me grow professionally but also impact on me personally too. Its not always good news, or a happy event, some times its tinged with sadness as well.
Commuting to Sydney is interesting. Because I love coming down and then going home the drive so far hasn't been bad. I get lots of time to talk to myself and sing to my fav 80's band. I even videoed myself driving on my phone to see what I looked like- daggy but amusing for myself.
I have decided January is the worst month of the year for me. My dad on the 19th and now his sister, My Aunty, who passed away on Saturday. In 12 months almost to the day, my Nan has lost two children way too early. The hardest thing ever was walking into the hospital and seeing her, but instead of her I saw my dad staring back at me. They have the same eyes, the same shaped head- the same look. She talked to me and when asked what she was thinking about replied 'Terry actually'. Thats my dad, OMG that was hard to listen too. I don't know whether my dad was waiting for her. I always picture my dad not as a sick person but as a big strong man in his police uniform, standing over all of us, kind of still protecting us.
So this week has been hard in more ways than one. Last week I posted a lovely post about someone I so dearly treasure. I was so happy. Then to deal with my Aunty's death and work and uni, I was under a lot of stress.
Yesterday I checked my emails and found the worst comment someone could ever write, left on my public blog. Someone who obviously was a total coward because they left the comment anonymous, voiced their personal opinions on my life and situation as if they knew what I was living and if they had walked in my shoes. Or maybe they just picture themselves as someone higher than thou, someone who lives a perfect existence, in their own little perfect world.
To that person, its OK, you obviously mean nothing to me. To voice your opinions the way you did was the lowest anyone could possibly go and for that reason, I won't share with anyone that part of my life anymore. I'll be selfish and keep my happiness to myself.
I once read this book, its called the bible, you should pick it up sometime. I remember a story about someone removing the log out of their own eye before they try and get the twig out of another....I also remember the bible saying something about an eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.....mmmm obviously this person forgets my amazing memory ability. Your comments have been stored in my memory bank for later use.
I hope all my real friends are well and will be in touch.
take care
Commuting to Sydney is interesting. Because I love coming down and then going home the drive so far hasn't been bad. I get lots of time to talk to myself and sing to my fav 80's band. I even videoed myself driving on my phone to see what I looked like- daggy but amusing for myself.
I have decided January is the worst month of the year for me. My dad on the 19th and now his sister, My Aunty, who passed away on Saturday. In 12 months almost to the day, my Nan has lost two children way too early. The hardest thing ever was walking into the hospital and seeing her, but instead of her I saw my dad staring back at me. They have the same eyes, the same shaped head- the same look. She talked to me and when asked what she was thinking about replied 'Terry actually'. Thats my dad, OMG that was hard to listen too. I don't know whether my dad was waiting for her. I always picture my dad not as a sick person but as a big strong man in his police uniform, standing over all of us, kind of still protecting us.
So this week has been hard in more ways than one. Last week I posted a lovely post about someone I so dearly treasure. I was so happy. Then to deal with my Aunty's death and work and uni, I was under a lot of stress.
Yesterday I checked my emails and found the worst comment someone could ever write, left on my public blog. Someone who obviously was a total coward because they left the comment anonymous, voiced their personal opinions on my life and situation as if they knew what I was living and if they had walked in my shoes. Or maybe they just picture themselves as someone higher than thou, someone who lives a perfect existence, in their own little perfect world.
To that person, its OK, you obviously mean nothing to me. To voice your opinions the way you did was the lowest anyone could possibly go and for that reason, I won't share with anyone that part of my life anymore. I'll be selfish and keep my happiness to myself.
I once read this book, its called the bible, you should pick it up sometime. I remember a story about someone removing the log out of their own eye before they try and get the twig out of another....I also remember the bible saying something about an eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth.....mmmm obviously this person forgets my amazing memory ability. Your comments have been stored in my memory bank for later use.
I hope all my real friends are well and will be in touch.
take care
Thursday, 1 February 2007
The Big Job
A week has gone by and so many things have happened, as per usual in the life of a Williams.
I'm still enjoying my work, looking after babies at the moment in a special care ward. Soon I'll be in the birthing suite and delivering babies everyday. Very scary responsibility but I love it and will enjoy the challenge.
I enjoy it even more because I know I've done this on my own. I've achieved exactly what I wanted to professionally and I'm thrilled to be doing something I love so much.
I'm still enjoying my work, looking after babies at the moment in a special care ward. Soon I'll be in the birthing suite and delivering babies everyday. Very scary responsibility but I love it and will enjoy the challenge.
I enjoy it even more because I know I've done this on my own. I've achieved exactly what I wanted to professionally and I'm thrilled to be doing something I love so much.
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