tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-332912472024-03-13T14:35:15.197+00:00Arty FeministFeminist flavoured musings on life, art and foodartyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.comBlogger159125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-60707960287454837512010-08-10T19:36:00.002+01:002010-08-10T19:39:26.317+01:00Argh...Well I guess I can say I was pretty lucky for having a relatively illness free pregnancy. However with the removal of one large-ish baby it now appears that my suppressed immune system has 'unsuppressed' itself. I am now battling a sore throat which I think is turning into tonsilitis and a head ache. Not pleasant coupled with the demanding needs of a feeding baby that is HUNGRY. The worst is thatartyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-31037816567049882702010-08-03T18:29:00.006+01:002010-08-09T16:51:45.729+01:00New arrivalI'm excited to announce the arrival of my second daughter, born on 26 July by c section and weighing in at a whopping 8 lb 5 oz. I didn't get my VBAC in the end, this little girl was far to comfortable in there. Friends were calling her the 'Howard Hughes' of babies, and the world's most elusive baby. She was remarkably 8 days overdue, as was her stubborn independent sister, which leads me to artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-78554196070153142802010-07-21T10:08:00.002+01:002010-07-21T10:11:04.274+01:00Big Sister waiting for the baby to arrive...As you can see she has all her baby dolls lined up, just waiting for one more baby to complete her collection.artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-68302179825430493702010-07-18T11:23:00.003+01:002010-07-18T11:29:25.439+01:0018 July 2010Today is 'supposedly' the day.However, I still plan on making my reflexology appointment tomorrow so what does that say?And husband and I still need to paint the back bedroom, 'Gigi & Nono's Room'. I am currently in the process of trying to clean the downstairs so I can give the floor a well needed mopping. Despite this effort I am continually thwarted at every turn by a well meaning two yearartyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-22605557709752817142010-07-13T18:49:00.003+01:002010-07-13T21:22:54.975+01:00Open LetterDear Unborn Child,I know I said I would have some patience these last couple of weeks. But according to my hospital records I am due in 5 days time. Yes, I know that sometimes these dates aren't entirely accurate. But let's face it - this is the end. Everyone I know pregnant and due in July - bar one person- has had their baby. I want my baby. Now I know this is entirely selfish, but I also want artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-16629345282171877282010-06-26T15:12:00.004+01:002010-06-26T15:37:37.898+01:00TantrumsYou've heard of the 'Summer of Love', well apparently around these parts it is the 'Summer of Tantrums'. I would much prefer it to be the 'Summer of Love' but unfortunately I do not think my darling daughter will oblige. You see, at some point, inevitably, Mother and Daughter reach an impasse. Daughter beings to question Mother's motives, her wisdom, her ideologies and realises that she doesn't artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-11751015416437760822010-06-17T10:11:00.003+01:002010-06-17T10:31:49.359+01:00Back from the DeadI'm terrible I know. I tend to disappear for weeks at a time only to resurface again. I'm sure I've probably lost a couple of my 9 followers but hey that's pregnancy for you right?I am now 35 going on 36 weeks. Amazing how time during the second pregnancy flies when you don't have the chance to stop for breath. My darling 2 yr 4 mo old daughter is starting to get really excited for the new artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-7682109496951831622010-04-28T11:57:00.002+01:002010-04-28T12:39:25.940+01:00Homeward BoundThe countdown has begun. On Saturday the three of us (plus bun in the oven) will be jetting off to a week in San Francisco with my parents. I can barely wait to see my parents, our last visit was in August. Trust me, when you are 27 weeks pregnant, sometimes the only person you want is your mother! I am also excited by the thought of how much Cupcake has changed since my folks last saw her. artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-29711164534320095872010-04-23T22:48:00.003+01:002010-04-23T22:54:03.889+01:00Recent PhotosJust thought I would add some of our recent pictures of last weekend's outing down to Glendalough in Co. Wicklow. An amazing spot, we are hoping to bring my parents here for a picnic when they come over to visit us for two weeks in September. artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-87031173768473125012010-04-23T22:40:00.003+01:002010-04-23T22:47:28.452+01:00Nesting - Our impending arrivalsI suppose this 'instinct' kicks in at some stage. I had the nesting thing on the last pregnancy but have yet to feel it strongly on this one. Although we are not the only ones that will be expecting new arrivals soon around here...Imagine if you will waking up at 6.00am to hear this scratching sound in your roof. I instantly thought - ROOF RATS. Thankfully not. Instead a harem of starlings have artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-40224488232784709892010-04-15T10:24:00.003+01:002010-04-15T10:27:28.838+01:00In a bizarre turn of events...My husband rang me this morning to tell me that I should check to see if my flight to Glasgow (I am due to speak at the Association of Art Historians Conference) had been cancelled. I am supposed to fly tomorrow morning and apparently UK and Irish airspace has been closed due to volcanic ash from an erupting volcano in Iceland. I have just emailed my panel organisers and used the words flight artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-18136302069881625052010-04-13T13:39:00.003+01:002010-04-13T13:57:10.915+01:00Wait, don't go anywhere I am still here!First off apologies for the lack of posting. These last two months have been so incredibly busy. I think the expression is, when it rains it pours?In PhD news I have nominated to the editorial board of a peer reviewed journal! I know it sounds glamourous but I am sure it is mainly copy editing. Well it will be good for the ol academic cv and great experience for me. My first peer reviewed artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-6947515223533704142010-03-23T12:16:00.003+00:002010-03-23T12:29:28.656+00:00VBACI have finally located a woman doctor in my area to attend as part of my combined care. Today was my first visit with her and she seems thoughtful and friendly, which I something I really look for in a doctor. During the course of our discussion about my previous pregnancy we began talking about the possibility of having another c section. I went in being pretty set on having a planned cesarian artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-58713699963326367502010-03-17T11:31:00.003+00:002010-03-17T11:42:24.183+00:00Happy Paddy's DayI know I've been terrible about updating my blog recently. The truth is I have been so incredibly busy that I haven't had much of a chance to do anything really. We did however get to spend some lovely time together on Mother's Day that included going for a nice lunch and walking around the street festival held on Merrion Square. It was even warm enough to wear sandals and a dress! Today we are artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-27864280364790060962010-02-24T14:29:00.002+00:002010-02-24T14:42:48.173+00:00Parachute PantsOh where to begin?I have been extremely busy over the last couple of weeks so I will try to catch you up on what has been going on.Firstly to say that on the 13 February my little darling turned 2! It was a happy birthday spent with family. We took her to the Dead Zoo exhibition at Collins Barracks and later had a family dinner for her, which she loved.Secondly I was going to post (but never artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-51624225042837108552010-02-08T14:38:00.003+00:002010-02-08T14:58:45.750+00:00Chocolate Chocolate EverywhereI have a problem. I am totally and utterly addicted to chocolate. It was bad on my first pregnancy, at one point I was definitely eating two chocolate bars a day. Husband once tried to rationalise with me and insisted that it wasn't good for the baby. The poor guy nearly had his head ripped off (I was 37 weeks at that stage - nothing was going to stop me from putting chocolate in my waiting gob).artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-36947799800249339342010-02-06T19:45:00.002+00:002010-02-06T19:54:58.552+00:00Three wordsButternut Squash Ravioli.The other day when passing the Asian market near the Jervis Centre a brainwave hit me. Wonton wrappers. They were my Italian grandmother's solution to quick and easy raviolis. I always remember to look for them when in Dunnes or Tesco's (neither of which sell them). But finally I marched myself in to the market and picked up four packs. This morning I took one out of the artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-85736952648367015592010-01-31T10:17:00.002+00:002010-01-31T10:23:55.811+00:00SundayAnother Sunday morning. I am feeling very well rested as little darling did not wake up last night and I was allowed to stretch out in my own bed. She is watching Dora in Irish, seriously not the same, and I am drinking a cup of strong coffee and enjoying a pastry. Today we are going into town, apparently there is a Trad festival on this weekend and there is a parade and a playground with ball artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-65877041124440257882010-01-30T15:02:00.003+00:002010-01-30T15:07:10.143+00:00I forgot to mention...A post script to my previous posting:Did I mention I am having fondue for dinner? Seriously how good does a giant pot of bubbling cheese sound right now. Dairy seems to solve all my problems.Do you think it is excessive to have cheese fondue three times in one week?Also just spoke to one of my best friends and I have been invited to Spain and France for a few days at the end of May. Even the artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-74126526790390371952010-01-30T12:28:00.003+00:002010-01-30T12:49:39.037+00:00Bribery is the sincerest form of parenting...Controversial no?Let me set the stage for this tale of frayed nerves and limited patience.My happy go lucky husband is away for the weekend in Paris. What is he doing in Paris? He is there for a bachelor party. Apparently Paris is the new... Vegas? Somehow I can't imagine 12 'lads' swirling their glasses of old world bordeaux. But I digress.That leaves me and my little darling full blown toddler artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-21250327053134630562010-01-29T19:14:00.000+00:002010-01-29T22:01:31.798+00:00Mammydiaries has kindly tagged me in the "Ten Favourite Things" meme.I am going to change this modify this slightly to read my ten favourite things about pregnancy list.1. The moment of realisation when I felt the baby move. Today I confirmed what I thought I felt over the weekend - the flutters of tiny limbs inside. So exciting to feel them this early on the second pregnancy.2. The cute things artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-21452531347378779442010-01-20T12:26:00.002+00:002010-01-20T12:39:42.390+00:00Human PincushionToday was my first hospital visit to the National Maternity Hospital, Holles Street. I was suitably impressed with my decision thus far to attend a semi-private clinic this time around. Last time I was frustrated with not seeing the same consultant - EVER and the terrible wait times for clinics. At the Rotunda it took 1 hour and 45 minutes to get everything taken care of. This time I breezed artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-90629317541605251982010-01-19T20:07:00.004+00:002010-01-19T20:21:09.805+00:00The case of the inquisitive child'Doing mama?' A small voice asks from another room. 'I am making dinner. What are you doing?'Cupcake is sitting on the stair into the laundry room with the glass door closed behind her. Next to her is her stroller piled high with bear, ducky and puppy.Sounds adorable right? The first several times I heard her ask this I got excited. This is where I can see she is starting to become curious about artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-35655778433012758762010-01-15T21:42:00.002+00:002010-01-15T21:44:51.447+00:00Bacon Waffles...I'll admit it, breakfast for dinner is my favourite guilty pleasure. Tonight I gave in to the temptation and gorged myself on bacon waffles with mixed fruit and honey. It was delicious and nearly an hour later I want another one!!!artyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33291247.post-36522471122576612032010-01-12T14:54:00.006+00:002010-01-15T21:45:27.198+00:00Dairy GoodnessI have a curious affliction at the moment. Well I am not entirely sure I would call it an affliction, honestly I am not really sure what it is. But it involves milk, and drinking a lot of it. I have always been a milk drinker, seems to be a habit in our family and love the taste of it, especially non-fat (or skimmed). On my last pregnancy I slowly noticed an increase in my milk intake. I switchedartyfeministhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14657048508034330043noreply@blogger.com0