5 days to go

5 days until my surgery

I have done my pre op bloods, and filled in all my paperwork, so we are on the final countdown now.

I'm feeling really excited, but also quite nervous  a its a major operation.  I'm more nervous about how I am going to cope with a very active 2 year old ...

I'm sure I will be fine, I will just need to take it easy.

Looking forward to being able to go bra shopping....

Consultation

Today I had my first consultation with the plastic surgeon.  He is lovely, and I feel very safe in his hands.

Because I have already had a consult with him 4 years ago, there wasnt a whole lot that I didnt already know.....

Except that after 4 years, and 1 pregnancy my boobs are 4.5cm lower than they were...... (not a pretty thought)....... Even less pretty in real life..

I am a HH cup, and I have asked to go to a C or D cup.... Whatever he thinks is the most suitable for my body.

Surgery booked for the 20th November.....  Yes that is less than 3 weeks away....... Scary? I think so!...... 

Old Gal's

As usual, I am totally slack at blogging.
I do however, religiously check my blog reader and follow other peoples blog, but considering I have no followers, and very few profile views, I guess no one really minds..... Which is ok with me, because this blog is more a diary of my life (when I remember to write) so that I can look back when my children are all grown up and think.. wow... so thats what I was thinking back then.....

Anyway... I am going to be blogging about my new little journey I am about to embark on.

I'm getting new boobs.....

Anyone who knows me personally or on FB, will know I have ENORMOUS boobs. 
I have had big boobs since I was about 13/14 years old.   I was always known at school as "the girl with blonde hair and big boobs".... Something that I was not particularly proud of... but hey... you get what you're given right?

A few years ago, before I got pregnant with Harry, I applied to my health insurance company for partial cover for a reduction... and after a bit of confusion.... I eventualy got declined.....

1 pregnancy and 3 years later and I have VERY large... HH cup breasts that point to the floor... and I HATE them. 
I refuse to go through another pregnancy again with boobs this size, and although I had plenty of milk, breast feeding was very challenging.  Trying to be discrete in public while breastfeeding with J cup breasts was impossible...
I lasted for 6 months, and then gave up, as it was just so much hard work.

Today I have an appointment with a plastic surgeon. 
It is the same surgeon that operated on my sisters boobs, and the same surgeon that I saw initially when I thought that health insurance was going to cover me.

I am going to blog my journey through my reduction....  I am going to share before and after photos....  (afterall.. who hasn't seen a pair of boobs)?

See ya later old gals..... time for a new pair!!!

Home sweet home....

Moving overseas is no walk in the park

We have finally arrived here in NZ. 

I AM SO HAPPY!!!

It has been a hard few weeks, with so much logistical crap to sort out.....

You never knew you had so much S*&$# laying around, until you get packers to come into your house and remove everything. 

We are looking for a new place to live, as we are currently staying with my folks ....  which is lovely of them.... Im sure they will get pretty sick of a mad 2 year old destroying their house soon, and they will be nudging us out.. ....

Hoping our shipping arrives within the next 6 weeks... Im not particularly fond of living out of a suitcase

So I am still trying to loose weight... I have managed to loose 4 kgs since our holiday in Noosa, and so far I have kept it off...

I still have about 10kgs to go, before I will be ready to have my breast reduction...... woo hoo... bring on that scalpel!!!!

Home we go...

Farewell beautiful Australia... We have had a wonderful time here.

We fly home tomorrow, and I couldn't be more excited!!  Going back to what I know, and the familiarity of where I grew up .

E is looking forward to his new job, although he is fairly nervous....

Harry has had terrible behavior as he is so unsettled but hopefully that will ease off when we get back and into a new routine.

Will post plenty of pictures of our new life when we get back.

Official

Well it's official.  We are moving home on the 1st September!!!

I am pretty happy, and cannot wait to be back around family!!

I will be sad to say goodbye to all my lovely friends I have made here, but I am really looking forward to sinking my teeth into settling in NZ!!!

Can Opener

Never in my life have I owned a decent can opener....

We have for 5 years, struggled with a crappy can opener, yet we have never gone and bought a proper one.  Actually, I did buy Elwic one for our anniversary this year.... go on... laugh..... it was a whole $5 from Kmart, and it broke on his first try... (this was his only anniversary present by the way)


Some of you may speculate that we are at fault with our opening style, but this is not the case..


The opener does not grip properly, and slips all over the place.... I end up with major indents in my fingers from gripping the basterd so tight..... I then call Elwic in to help me, who proclaims that he has had a hard day, and he cannot cope with the opener tonight.....  (its like dealing with a tantruming child)

Tonight I really wanted tin fruit......

This was the end result.....  It took 2 of us, a fair amount of cursing, stabbing the tin, and me telling the halved apricots in juice that they should feel pretty flattered that I have gone to so much effort to eat them....
Elwic told me that I have to go out to the shop tomorrow and spend $50 on a new opener... he can't cope anymore...

Can opener.... you can go to hell......