The moment they enter the world part 2

Well, as I said, as a mum I looked back at the birth of my children, the way they entered this planet and the personality that attached itself to that new and beautiful being. Now as reticent as  boy number 1 arrived, my second wonderful creature decided to appear in what the doctor had stated was "a precipitous delivery", and this is my daughter Lizzie!

With a shock of black hair that rivalled Snow White and the lungs that matched Pavarotti, she has no less maintained that impact for the last 23 and a bit years. She too had the misfortune to be cursed with the dreaded reflux though was luckier than her brother in that I was prepared. Rather than forcing concoctions such as "infants friend" (which is a misnomer) and the ever popular "Gripe Water", I simply pulled out the trusty Bouncinette and there she slept for 12 weeks. I developed an amazing ability to sleep in a chair with my foot on  said mobile contraption. When madam started to squirm with that familiar burning pain and grizzle, I would bounce her, this would settle the demons that lurked in her oesophagus and she would drift back off. Many nights I needed to bounce her for hours on end and so vigorously that she would actually spring from her bedding, I then understood why the straps were on this make-shift Disney ride.  Now a days behaviour like this would probably be  looked on as "shaken baby syndrome"!! 

Lizzie aka Mousie or Loobie has always left her mark where-ever she goes, dynamic in determination, optimistic in adversity. With that kind of demeanour, luck has followed her like an omnipotent shadow or (as I feel) somewhat like her guardian angel. 


She has an amazing spirit that shines through and warms all who bathe in it. The negatives to this personality were a determination where she would wake, get up and start digging into the fridge long before my eyes would greet the dawn. More often than not she would open and eat every "Petite Miem" yoghurt, finger by finger; or paint the walls of her room with some unspeakable things or perhaps cut her hair, so much so that I had a lock secured to the fridge and barrel bolts on most of the doors to prevent too much damage.  A favourite was to paint rocks in gold paint and pass them off as the real thing or generously wrap up her brothers favourite Lego and gift them to others. 

Lizzie has always had the ability to see the beauty in all things, she is very hard to argue with as her values are always pure and kind. I had my second episode of home stay students when she hit grade 8, we had a sister school in Tokyo called "Kuki High". Not only did we have many nervous but excited Japanese girls bearing fabulously ornate gifts and teaching us all the pleasantly hello's, goodbyes,  thank you's etc.  and of course the many tears that leaving Australia produces. But this was also the start of Paula and Co's animal farm...




In an attempt to show off some of Australia's  fauna we took an outing to Bald Hills Produce Farm (because I was too much of a tight ass to pay for admission to Loan Pine or Currumbin bird Sanctuary) we ended up with 4 day old baby chicks and 2 fluffy ducklings. This was to entertain Lizzies needs to be a mother hen and later ended in the decimation of my lawn, 13 ducklings on a small urban block, chickens that roamed through my house, eating the cats food, and laying eggs in the pot plants on the back deck. The house was a menagery for about 5 years, I couldn't pen them and they enjoyed nesting on the verandah railing and being picked up and nursed by every child who called this house their home.


Moving forward to now and listing off her achievements would take too long. The précis being that she got her pilots license before her drivers' license, she has always been encouraged to follow her heart and if that meant learning how to breath fire, be a bouncer (door bitch) in night clubs, work in a stunt academy and jump into a mixed martial arts ring way before she completes her Degree in Naturopathy then she has my blessing. She (as is Alex) is more important to me than the blood pulsing through my veins and I would give my last breath to keep all my babies safe.