Picnic Therapy

Firstly, happy happy birthday to my wonderful husband Stuart!!! He turned 32 on Tuesday. Old man. ;)

Secondly, kind thanks to everyone who has been asking after my health this past week. I am pleased to tell you that my trip to the Cardiologist went very smoothly - safe traveling, found the hospital fairly easily, and met with a very helpful and kind doctor. He is confident that some of the suspected heart problems do not apply to me, and he has given me some medication to try and manage the problems I do have. Thankfully I don't need to take this medication daily, just when I am having a heart episode. I need to start keeping a journal of heart symptoms and migraines and try to work out my triggers, if possible. And a stress test (running on the treadmill and having my heart monitored) is still on the agenda. Aside from all that, we just see how things go. I feel better knowing my condition isn't dangerous, and learning more about how to manage it. :)

Unfortunately I had to have a molar extracted on Tuesday morning, just after Mum went home on the train. :( It was a bit sad saying goodbye to her then heading off to the dentist! Still, the extraction went smoothly with no complications thus far. Just lots of pain, as expected. Which makes it hard to do the daily grind.... but I'm getting there.

Yesterday we had a total home day - our first in a loooong time. It was so refreshing. I made pikelets for morning tea and we had a little picnic on our land. The children enjoyed it. I called it Picnic Therapy. :) Good old fresh air and something yummy to eat.

The kittens still follow us wherever we go!

The grass is long and there are wildflowers everywhere. We have had such a wet winter and spring so far.

Elijah watched ants for ages.

Saraya stood about conversing..... er, reading. ;)

And William grinned and was generally gorgeous.

I'd be lying if I said all has been smooth sailing around here lately......... but still, we're all alive and well and I'm trying hard to focus on all the positives. :) Life sure is full and I feel responsibility weighing heavy on my shoulders at times. I must admit I think a lot about next year, and how much easier things will be in many ways. But then I know I will miss my children while they are away from me... so I am trying to cherish every day of this term with them.

Enough rambling for now!