Preparing for the death of a pet.

….when I heard the words I did not want to hear, my heart broke

Preparing for the death of a pet is never easy.

When I picked Bindi up from the vet on Friday I was steeling myself for bad news but when I heard the words I did not want to hear my heart broke.

Bindi an Australian Shepherd

 

Bindi came into my life just after I moved to Portland, a rescue dog who rescued me.

You can read Bindi’s story here

 

Over the past couple of months Bindi has become unwell. Slow, unable to jump up into the car for her rides, feeling the heat, drinking more water, lost weight….

A check up revealed anaemia and an enlarge liver so we booked in for a diagnostic ultrasound. Nodules on her liver have answered the questions to her rapid decline in condition

Bindi is 10 and a half and I honestly thought she would be with us for a few more years yet but it is not to be.

I have no idea how long we have with our darling girl. The vet says days,maybe weeks. Bindi can put on an impressive sad face and at the vets was almost limp on the table on Friday. Just now she has checked the Guinea pigs with me and then jogged of with purpose to check her chooks.

Bindi meets rooster
Bindi on watch

 

 

 

 

Mason is one! Where has that year gone?

Mason has just turned one and I can’t believe how quickly the past year has flown

I have written before on the delights of becoming a grandmother and how it was like falling in love again. See posts New love and More new love. The family is growing and roles are shifting. I am honoured to watch my children morph into adults parents aunts and uncles.

I seem to move a little slower now. While the parents of the babies run around parenting I can drift along and smell the roses, build the sandcastles and hunt for ladybugs with the little ones.

The past year does seem to have flown by but on the other hand so much has happened. The babies have grown into toddlers, my career move back to Midwifery has been a happy one, trips have been taken, gardens grown and quilts sewn.

The birth of my grand babies are the most wonderful of life memories etched forever in my heart but now there are new chapters to enjoy such as first steps, learning to speak, family holidays and birthdays.

 

Turning one is a big deal.

I am not sure Mason will remember his first birthday party but the family sure will. There were cousins and friends, balloons and bubbles, a pinata and presents and of course cake! Oh the cake.

Barely a grain of sugar has crossed my grandchildren’s lips and for this they are blessed. Mason had his first taste of cake on his birthday and it was quite the hit!

Masons cake

Our family Murray River houseboat holiday. AKA Stacey is 30!

The houseboat was stunning. We expected the equivalent to a floating caravan but got so much more.

Our family houseboat holiday on the Murray River.

I have been offline for a week because we have just had a houseboat adventure and I took a week off writing. Continue reading “Our family Murray River houseboat holiday. AKA Stacey is 30!”

40 Reasons to have a homebirth. Some may surprise you.

Women have many reasons to choose homebirth.

40 Reasons to have a home birth

Have you ever wondered why women choose to homebirth?

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Tragedy in Melbourne

This tragedy touched us all..

It has been a perfect summer weekend in Portland. Delicious sunshine, beach walks, coffee dates, cuddles with Lily and lots of sewing. As I write there is a koala sitting in the gum tree outside my sewing room, lazily chewing between naps.

However, for some families this weekend has been the worse ever for them.

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More new love! The birth of Mason.

Perfect in every way, Mason Lee joined the world on the 8th January 2017.

Mason is here!

Our family was blessed this week with the arrival of a new baby. As I posted last week we have been anticipated with much excitement the arrival the first born of my son Christopher and his partner Jorja.

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New Love

I often inwardly groaned when friends would share their Grandies latest achievements. Now I gloat with equal enthusiasm.

How can we love another as much as the first?

When my first child was born I could not comprehend how I could love another baby as much as this one, a deeply as this one, as completely.

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