Mrs Munster's Magnificent Life

Welcome to the jungle

2009-12-30T03:41:00.000-08:00

Howdy y'all. Munster family had a nice Christmas. Christmas day was great as this was the first time me and my hubby had Christmas at ours. My hubby cooked a fantastic Christmas meal, which really did fill our stomachs. We didn't even have usual Xmas desserts until the following day! We opened presents in the afternoon when my mother-in-law came to ours. Lil' Eddie got a jungle themed play mat (among other presents)which became an instant hit for both Eddie and me. Now I can have good 15 minutes for myself as Eddie is entertained by the lights and music.

All in all it's been nice holiday period. Just relaxing, going for walks and eating good food. What more would one want from life?

Now me and my lil' man are off to Finland to visit "mummi" & "ukki" (Finnish grandmum & grandad) plus of course my wonderful big sis. I'm rather nervous of travelling such a long journey alone with my lil' chap. All the luggage and baby carrier...I can just see what a nightmare it might turn into. Fingers crossed everything will go smoothly.

Here's few more photos of Xmas.
Food

Tired lil man from all the partying

Y'all ready for Yule time?

2009-12-20T11:37:00.000-08:00

I haven't had time to update my blog. Then again, there isn't anything really interesting to tell. I'm loving my life but I don't think stories about nappies, feeds and cradle cap interest that many blog readers.

Well, I'm all ready for Christmas. This is the first year me and my husband are having Christmas at ours. Turkey is in the freezer, Christmas crackers bought and present wrapped. Now it's just time to relax.

I've had a stinking cold for a week now and I just don't seem to get rid of it. My immune system is so run down due to lack of sleep. Somehow those 2 o'clock feeds seem so much easier when my lil man is all smiles to me. He has also became proper Mr Chatterbox. It is just so amazing to see how he develops every day.

Mrs Munster wishes y'all Very Rocking Christmas

Return to sender - address unknown

2009-12-14T01:59:00.000-08:00

Adorable Brits and their obsession over Christmas cards. I don't know whether I've erased the memory of Finnish Christmas cards, but surely there is not cards ready for every possible person you might give one to.
" Merry Christmas to my nephew", "Merry Christmas to my son and daughter-in-law" "...brother and sister-in-law"...I'm surprised I haven't found one for "my cousins neighbors aunties lovers illegitimate child" or something similar.

I even had a slight snarly complaint as I usually buy a box of Xmas cards that don't have specifications who they are for. Name on the card obviously isn't enough but you need to specify the relation for the receiver. Bless.

Always bit too much or just then never enough

2009-12-06T09:17:00.000-08:00

Howdy y'all. Mama Munster's days are pretty much the same. Nothing too exciting happens: feeding, nappy changing ect, but I'm still too busy to do anything else. My lil man is so darn cute as he is now smiling so much and cooing loads. He just melts my heart.

I've never been a person who just likes something. If something takes my liking I pretty much get obsessed over it. Like now my two obsession treacle toffee and the series Supernatural. I'm eating so much treacle toffees, I feel my teeth I probably gonna come off (and the extra kilos I'm carrying are not). And Supernatural...especially Dean Winchester in it (played by Jensen Ackles). He loves rock, women and whisky. Grrr... I'm not into Jensen's looks but his character in the series is so darn sexy. Watching him in the series actually makes me sometime giggle like I'd have a crush on him! HORMONE OVERLOAD. That can be the only explanation...

Mostly of Mama Munster

2009-11-28T23:55:00.000-08:00

I went out with few of my mates last night for a curry and few drinks( bonus of bottle feeding my lil one, I don't necessarily have to be at home for him to eat) . I had my first pint of lager for 11 months, and boy did it taste nice! Eddie seem to have noticed that I went out as he decided to teach me a lesson and woke me up at 4 am. He didn't settle back to sleep until 7, by the time was obviously wide awake... bless.

It's amazing how babies develop. Eddie is now really smiling and it just melts my heart. He also does these cute cooing sounds. I've never been this much in love!

And this is what Mama Munster wore last night.

Loving the failed flash as all the imperfections in my face aren't showing (like the bags under my eyes from these sleepless nights *grin*)

Just and because

2009-11-25T07:49:00.000-08:00

I'm knackered. And very amused by this. Maybe just because I'm knackered.

see more Lolcats and funny pictures

Yammy to white trash mummy (or the other way around)

2009-11-23T09:16:00.000-08:00

I used to try on several outfits before going out, even shopping
---- Now I wear the same PRACTICAL clothes when I go out: flat shoes (mainly trainers), ultimate comfy clothes (it is lot of moving involved looking after a baby, in and out of pram and slings, nappy changing, feeding)

I loved my days off from work during the week. Time just for myself
--- Sure I'm off from work but I don't have such a thing as day off, or time for myself. My every day is "on" with my little boy. Sure my hubby looks after our little lad, but then I'm usually sorting something out for him. I never knew how much laundry a little human being can produce...

Me and my husband spent evening watching films
--- By the time the film plot line thickens our little boy most likely needs our attention. When he has gone to bed in the evening, we are both so tired that we fall asleep watching the film. Luckily we've got lots of good series on dvd, 40 minute episode is pretty much we can manage without too many interruptions

Was this a complaint. No, it's all good, apart from the part that I'm starting to look like a white trash mummy who does not own a mirror or any sense of style... luckily I've got several occasions coming that I'm going out with my friends and boy, am I going to doll up for those. Watch this space... one coming very soon

" Damn my mummy and her freakin camera with a flash"

What to do when the mind is weak?

2009-11-16T08:36:00.000-08:00

November is depressive (not taking into account the joy of being a mum of my gorgeous one-month-old boy). November is especially now REALLY depressive to me as I've got weight to loose and all I want to do is stay in and eat chocolate. My mates have said, that there is really now time hurry to try to loose the baby weight. I am in a hurry! I want to fit into my old jeans and not buy bigger ones.

Before I got pregnant I manage to loose almost 20 kg in almost a year. Changed my eating habits a bit but I mainly did it with walking, 40 minute brisk walk almost every day. Now I've only got 3rd of that weight to loose to get back to my pre-baby weight but it feels so damned hard. Mainly, because I'm craving for junk food, what feels like more than ever in my life!

I planned to start a diet today. By 10 am I already had finished rest of After eight- chocolates, which was left from the weekend. I just couldn't resist. So, I went for 1 1/2 hrs walk with pram. I'm knackered now. I've also been looking post natal exercise dvds I definitely will order and more importantly do! Clearly I'm weak and cannot do this with diet. I just need to get my fat ass moving!

I even put these encouraging slogans on fridge and kitchen cupboard doors with pre-baby weight photos of myself. So far - no result.

Boy, oh boy. You are a man.

2009-11-13T05:33:00.000-08:00

My little boy is turning into a proper man already. He keeps me awake with his growling at night (yes, he doesn't cry when he has tummy pains, he growls!). Eventually he makes loud farts and poos into his nappy. Smelling there right next to me,he finally settles to sleep at five in the morning and wakes up at six to demand to have a drink!

He seems quite polite to his daddy, doesn't moan to him. But boy, does he whinge to me during the day. He should be all settled after a feed but he has to make this one loud cry, just to make me fuss over him.

I do everything for him, he keeps me on my toes, makes me doubt my ability as a good woman (well, good mother) and when I feel like giving up, he flashes me very charming little smile. And I'm absolutely smitten again. Men don't seem to change on the line from cradle to grave.

Giraffe boy and lady in leather

2009-11-07T07:23:00.000-08:00

I'm amazed. I never knew how much I can do in an hour, how good I am in multi tasking and that I can make mash potato with one hand, not to mention to ignite the hob with my toes! That's motherhood for you (and baby who doesn't want to be put down. Bless his lil' cotton socks!).

Got my hair cut yesterday. " Dear hairdresser. I had baby 3 weeks ago. I haven't got time to do anything with my hair. I want it shorter. Lots of layers, feathered. Straight fringe as I don't have time to curl it every morning. Bit messy look, kind of like 80's rocker *grin*".

Sassy Samhain folks

2009-10-31T06:48:00.000-07:00

Gosh, where to start. I always knew my life was going to change after having a baby but it seems there is no "I" anymore, nothing that "I" want to do or need. It's all about my little man, who decided earlier this week that he hates being put down or sleep on his own. Out of the window goes my principles of definitely not having him in our bed. Mummy needs her sleep and at the moment the only way she gets the luxury of few hour sleep at night, is having Eddie sleeping between me and my hubby.

I look like a mess. I haven't got the time to make myself look presentable when I go out. Maternity clothes are too big and my old clothes are bit too tight (jeans especially. Damned all the doughnuts I ate whilst pregnant). I lounge around in leggings and big cardigans. Just lovely.

My shoulders are in agony of carrying him around and sleeping in awkward positions. I've tried several slings to have hands free to do necessities like eating... still he is simply the best thing ever happened to me. Such a joy fills my heart just looking at him.

I think it's going to take a little bit of time for my new life to get on tracks. Hopefully I'll soon have some time and free hands to update my blog more often but until then I'm just going to enjoy my sleep deprived, baby puke smelling and cuddle filled life.

But blessed Samhain (Halloween that is) to everyone from Mrs and Eddie Munster :)

Boob or not to boob

2009-10-23T07:07:00.000-07:00

I've officially been mummy now for a week and I'm loving it. We went through bit of a rough patch earlier this week, when me and my boy had to be re-admitted to the hospital. I was initially breast feeding but obviously wasn't very "milky" as my boy was loosing weight too much. After a heart aching decision and lots of tears, I decided to just bottle feed. My lil' lad is happy and getting chubbier. I'm more relaxed and can finally just enjoy looking after my handsome son, rather than worrying.

There is such a pressure to breast feed, even if you are physically unable to! I'm just trying to see the pros to make me feel better about it and so far have found quite a few:
- I can start wearing my normal tops (and I've got few new awesome ones, that I'm itching to wear) instead of nursing friendly ones
- I can get my next tattoo done sooner than I thought (big yeah for this one)
- I can actually go out for few hours and leave my husband to look after his son (done it already!)
- I MIGHT go to see Quireboys ( awesome, awesome band!) with my husband in December as I can have my lil one's nan to look after him.
Then again, how could I leave something as cute as this home just to go to see a
band? I don't think I could...

Lot of pain for the best thing ever

2009-10-17T09:11:00.000-07:00

He is finally here. My son, Eddie.

I have to say labour was not anything I expected. I had prepared myself with hypnotherapy, maximum relaxation and minimal pain killer requirement. Yeah right!

My contractions started on Wednesday night at ten. Quite mild at first but coming regularly every 20 minutes. I couldn't sleep. I was feeling excited and as the contractions became stronger, very achy. I phoned my midwife in the morning just to make sure, I was heading towards the labour (and not having just odd stomach cramps). I was warned that this stage might last for quite a while. And it did.

I attached myself to TENs machine around 2 pm (lovely little electric shocks to ease the pain). Kept myself busy watching films with my husband and just pottering around the house. At 6 pm the contractions were 5 minutes apart lasting good 60 seconds. I phoned the delivery suite and they told me there was no point coming in until contractions were 3 minutes apart. So I waited. At 8 pm, I made my way to the hospital feeling rather anxious.

10 pm I felt I just couldn't cope with the pain. After discussing with the midwife, that I really wasn't there to score points, I agreed to have pain killer injection. I sent me off with the fairies and helped me to catch some sleep. Contractions became stronger and at 2 am I was having onto gas & air like it was my life line. Fair a bit of shouting and certainly entertaining my hubby and the midwife talking like I was properly drunk.

16/10 5 am. Finally fully dilated and ready to push. I was not prepared for it at all. The weirdest and have to say, most horrendous sensation in the world. So far I had been fairly in control of the situation and my hubby had been the best possible birthing partner. On the pushing stage I completely lost it! I was screaming my head off, crying my eyes out and asking the midwife just do anything to get the baby out ( I had a fantastic midwife). My hubby looked helpless and he is rather traumatised by it, as am I. Occasionally I felt passing out. Little bit before 6 am when I thought I was going to die there and then, I felt the head ( how in earth do babies fit to come out is beyond me!) and what felt like a marathon, I did one more push. I saw my husband wiping tears from his eyes and heard the baby crying. Our son had finally arrived!

One without a name

2009-10-10T07:02:00.000-07:00

Come out little one.
We will keep you safe and sound.
Love you forever and more.
Protect you with our lives.
Guide you to our best knowledge.

Come out little one.
We cannot wait to meet you.

Belly 40 weeks and a day. Lil' Munster in no hurry to be born.

Impatient in pink

2009-10-06T07:59:00.000-07:00

Due date is on Friday. I very much doubt that my lil' one will arrive by then. I just have a gut feeling. Despite of strong Braxton Hicks, my body doesn't want to release the baby. The again, who would really want to come out to the cold & wet autumn instead staying snuggly and warm inside of a womb? Honestly, not many.

One of the reason, why I'm so impatient is that the whole "baby making" has taken a long time with miscarriages and treatments. All the heart aches and agony of waiting. I know, I should just calm down and enjoy the fact that the birth of my lil' rocker is not further than 2 weeks away (in case I need to be induced). Easier said than done.

Little pieces of happiness is product called SOAP & GLORY, which I recently "discovered". Awesome packaging. I absolutely love their "Hair supply" conditioner, which just seem to make my hair double the usual thickness. I'm not too much into hand creme but I LOVE their marshmallow scent hand cream (and I sit evenings with my fingers in my nostrils). Mama deserves her pampering!

Pampering by mrsmunster featuring PJ Salvage sleepwear

You don't get me scared

2009-09-29T10:40:00.000-07:00

I'm still in one piece. I've been getting lots of tummy pains in the 3 days and it makes me really excited. Am I going into a labour? After few hours the pains always eases, which is not what I want to happen.

My mates are asking, whether I'm scared of the upcoming labour. No I'm not. I'm looking forward to it. I've been preparing for it with hypnotherapy cd, which hopefully will help to relax as much as possible during the labour so I don't need strong pain relief. The only problem is that I've only managed to get through the therapy session once without falling asleep. At least it relaxes me as I always fall asleep half way!

I've got nothing exciting to really report. I've been going on about the BARF diet, which our doggies are on now: just raw food (meat, bones, vegetables). Here's my little gal, obviously trying to say that she doesn't get enough food with the new diet (she needs to loose few pounds). She even has really pissed off look on her face!

Save me from the excitement

2009-09-23T08:13:00.000-07:00

Staying at home is starting to get to me. I've got bit too much time on my hands. Here's yesterday

6.50 Got up. Prepared breakfast for the family whilst my hubby took the dogs for a walk. I cannot take them out any more as going for a brisk walk hurts too much (and no-one wants to waddle as slowly as I do). So breakfast, made scrambled egg with cheese on toast for my hubby. Dog's breakfast requires now days bit more preparation as they are on BARF diet (Bones And Raw Food).
7.30 Took a shower
9.40Had midwife appointment. Baby's head has only engaged 2/5, so I doubt he'll be born early. I've got a feeling it'll be 15/10 when he arrives. Feeling frustrated and irritable.
10.10 Waddled back home. Popped into our corner shop to get chocolate
10.30 Fell asleep on the sofa watching rubbish morning tv.

13.20 Woke up and noticed that postman had been and delivered Adam Sandler film " Bedtime Stories" for the evening.
13.40 Fed the dogs raw chicken wings, which they love. Prepared a snack for myself (not raw chicken!)
14.15 Surfed the internet. Looking clothes in ebay
15.00 Started to play Playboy-mansion game. Had forgotten how entertaining it was
17.00 Had a surprise visit from my sister-in-law
18.15 Welcomed my husband home from work. Started to feel sick, when smelled the hot food he was preparing (smell of most hot food makes me sick again. He is actually a good cook)
19.00 Settled to watch film "Bedtime stories", which was surprisingly good
21.00 Assembled cot mobile and took photos of my belly
22.00 Settled in bed to watch "ROCK OF LOVE"- bus tour.
23.30 Missed some of Criss Angel's Mindfreak as I fell asleep ( he is so lush)

Lust at first sight

2009-09-20T02:19:00.000-07:00

This evening it'll be six years since I met my soul mate. I consider myself every day the luckiest gal in the world that I've got him in my life. Sometimes it really surprises me that he has stayed by my side as I really am not the easiest person to get along with. I suppose that's what love is all about. Through thick and thin together.

One of "our songs". Pure classic.

What would Scooby Doo when it's chilly?

2009-09-18T04:44:00.000-07:00

Me and my hubby went for our last antenatal class yesterday. Some reason, my husband still doesn't show any signs of being nervous about the labour (maybe because he isn't the one who has to push the baby out). I felt again bit squeamish when they demonstrated with a doll and artificial pelvis, how the baby comes out. It just doesn't seem possible. Still, I would be more than happy if my little Munster would arrive sooner than in 3 weeks time (3 weeks today to due date!)

It's been really chilly here for few days. Autumn is definitely here. I'm loving it apart from, I realised that I don't have anything really warm to wear, that would fit me. I think I have to waddle around for these last few weeks in my husband's hoodies. I surely will rock in "Dimmu Borgir Death Cult" top!
The cropped denim jacket is just perfect for a big belly

Here's one side of my little Munster's room photographed. Other side is now slightly disorganised with unassembled cot mobile, bottle sterilisers and baby monitors. It seems the stuff just keeps on piling up! We wanted to keep the room looking quite "baby friendly" with a bit of spookiness, so the perfect theme was Scooby Doo. Scooby Doo is presented in the room in the form of border, blankets, poster and little haunted castle ornament. My lil' Munster's room rocks!

Please, click the photo to see the awesome Scooby Doo border bit closer up.

Sort of pleased Monster from black lagoon

2009-09-16T08:16:00.000-07:00

I'm starting to be in a point, that I've had enough of pregnancy. I'm looking forward to the next part of being mummy and that could begin ASAP, please. I'm sick of looking like the monster from the black lagoon with my spotty face. I've started taking Raspberry Leaf tablets, which then will make the contractions stronger (and labour hopefully bit shorter). They give me horrible indigestion. And guess what! All the indigestion medicine taste so disgusting that it makes me sick. AWESOME!

Now since yesterday I've had niggling sciatic pain so I can hardly walk. Having a ball.

I mentioned several weeks ago that we were having dog whisperer coming to ours to help us with our misbehaving dogs. Little bit of update. Well, things are going great all in all. Taime (the previous leader of our pack) is slowly getting used to the fact that me & my hubby are the boss. She still has her staffi ways (plus she is a girl and a Scorpio, so you can hardly expect quick changes). Our rotti-boy Vince is just so lush. He is being more and more obedient and getting good on the lead. My hubby and him are just the cutest pair when they go for walk. Vince is constantly looking at my hubby like asking whether he is doing well. Bless 'em. There is still lots of work to do but I'm really pleased with the progress.

Two photos of Taime, cause she is the princess of our household

Note to self. Please vacuum the rugs on a daily basis. Few times a week with all that dog hair, is clearly not enough.

Shower me with goodies

2009-09-14T01:07:00.000-07:00

I had my baby shower yesterday. Absolutely delicious food and my colleague had made a raspberry cheesecake, which I have to say is the best one I've ever had! Weather was great and got lots of nice present. There are only few bits and pieces I still need to get for our lil' Munster (any guesses for the name yet) but pretty much everything is up together.
Just what I wanted

Few years ago I NEVER knew that I would get THIS excited over a cot mobile. Times chnages, or maybe it's just my raging hormones. Have to say the mobile is blinking cute!

All sorts of good stuff, not forgetting the expectant mother-to-be. Chocolate, smellies, nail varnish and gift certificate to buy clothes after the baby has been born. How thoughtful!

Rather sooner than later

2009-09-10T12:15:00.000-07:00

Here we go again. As soon as I thought I could REALLY enjoy food, I've started to feel sick. My body obviously doesn't understand that I'm in the end of the pregnancy and not the beginning. The only hot food I can eat is Mc Donald's chicken nuggets (what a healthy diet). Today I've fancied cold milk and raw carrots. Pregnancy stuff just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

Our lil' Munster's room is almost finished. All the furniture is in it place. Still need to put up the finishing touches like wall paper border and other cool details . Everything looks so white and neat but I can assure there will be some ghostly details in the decor... I surely will post photos when everything's done.

I'm just getting so fed up feeling like crap. I know it's all worth it, but all fingers and toes crossed that my lil' one will rock his way out even just a little bit before the due date...

On The Island Of Great Britain

2009-09-06T03:41:00.000-07:00

It was my six year anniversary yesterday. Mine and England's, that is.

In the spring of 2003 I was qualifying to become a nurse and one of my classmates was planning to go to work abroad. I thought this would be also an excellent opportunity for me to see a little bit of the world so I decide to join her. We went to our interviews to Helsinki and pretty much sooner than we knew we were on our way to England. Very scary and very exciting.

We + 2 other Finnish nurses arrived to Heathrow 5/9/2003 from where we took a 2 hour taxi journey (on a courtesy of the hospital) to our new home: very depressing nurses accommodation on the hospital grounds. Never mind. We weren't planning to spend much time there anyway. Apart from working, the plans were pretty much...partying! And did we? I think it was already the first night when we crawled back from a pub after midnight. Drunk. :)

My totally depressing room in my 1st English "home"

It was far from easy to start to work in English hospital and getting used to the local accent. Cocky of me to think, I was going to be ABSOLUTELY FINE with 13 years of studying English and my excellent Finnish nurse training. WRONG! I literally cried every day for few weeks after work. I was missing home and I thought I was never gonna make through the 1 year I was contracted to work there.

Funny how life takes you exactly where you are suppose to be. I met my husband 15 days after arriving to England (so we have something to celebrate in 2 weeks. He has promised to take me out for some hot curry, which I'm craving for at the moment. Probably going to give me the runs). From there it started to be quite clear I was going to stay in England little bit longer than a year. I grew so much in the following few years and started realise who I really was. It was hard but rewarding learning curve of life. The other 3 nurses, I came here with, all moved back to Finland after a year and I stayed. I had found my home (But we hopefully are moving to Finland in few years time. Nothing compares to the home country)

First time in Download festival in Donnington June -04. My honey, somewhere under the hat

So much has happened in the six years. I've experienced tons and shed many tears but had so many laughs in exchange. So here's to you England. Thank you for everything. Cheers!

In London, March 2004

Prince Thunder thighs

2009-09-03T07:04:00.000-07:00

As I've mentioned before, I've already bought some new clothes for the time after birth (and most likely breast feeding. How in earth can get my boob out from a tight t-shirt and easily?). I found this awesome Prince top finally in my size so I had to get it.

Other great find was a this uber cute Halloween baby outfit with a bib. Obviously, it's not just for 31st October. As far as it goes in our household, Every Day Is Halloween.

Thunder thighs. Yes. I noticed my ass and thighs are getting rather large lately. I'm hoping it's just water retention due to pregnancy. Then again, can you get water retention to your buttocks? I don't think so. I might just have to blame myself and the zillions of custard doughnuts I've been stuffing into my big gob last few weeks.

Like you would have a say

2009-09-01T12:44:00.000-07:00

I am in agony. Comes with the condition (pregnancy that would be). I'm aching all over. Cannot stay still cause my legs hurt, cannot be up and about cause it hurts every where else. Bit over 5 weeks to go to due date and I really hope that he arrives in time or preferably even bit earlier...

My lil' rocker is proper kicker. "He is probably going to be a football player". HELL NO! He obviously is either practising to play double bass drums in metal band or learning how to do the high kicks in David Lee Roth-style in case he would rather become a front man in sleaze rock band!