Captured this moment this morning between the boys. Benji was crying earlier and Levi started singing him a lullaby, followed by some affection.
I came across this Youtube video comparing the size of various blackholes. My human brain finds its very difficult to grasp just how massive a blackhole can be. This video is amazing, if you love space.
Had an exciting new experience at work today. As part of the Finance team day, a game of zorb football/soccer [bubble soccer] was organised on the Domain grounds. I have seen the zorb balls in action previously, but only the really giant ones that a person crawls inside and is then usually pushed down some big hill. The size of these zorb balls were much smaller, with the persons legs below the waist exposed. Someone said it is like you are lodged in a giant cheezle.
The fun stems from the awkwardness of trying to kick the ball all while being bumped (sometimes with great force) by the opposing team. If you are lucky enough you can land some of your own blows, sending your opponents tumbling upside down with their legs wriggling in mid-air. The muddy ground added to the thrill.
Another game we played was bull-rush. The concept is that one person is the ‘bull’ who has to ram themselves into all the other players, who are doing their best to make it safely from one side of the field to the other. If the bull is successful in smashing someone off their feet, they morph into a bull as well, so the next round becomes more challenging for all the survivors.
I would recommend this for 10 plus groups of people.
Here is a video of Levi getting a chance to have the baby on his lap.
at one point Levi gets so excited he starts shaking.
If by some odd chance you missed all the excitement on Facebook at the announcement of Charmaine and I welcoming our second baby boy, or perhaps you just want to hear more into how it all went down or should I say went out, then you have come to the right place.
Things don’t always go to plan when it comes to birthing babies. Recall my old post, couple of years ago when Levi was due and we were waiting at the hospital for a normal delivery. All of a sudden a nurse monitoring Charmaine felt like the baby might be in distress, next minute I see Charmaine disappear from my sight and into an operating room down a dimly lit corridor. An emergency caesarean was required, and I had to wait patiently. Short time later I am escorted into the operating room and am greeted by a little screaming boy. That is how we welcomed our first son Levi. This time round two is upon us, so continue reading to find out the conclusion.
Cutting to the chase, to the relief of the mother, the baby was delivered naturally, but not all went to plan. It all began Sunday evening, when the contractions intensified and became more regular. Poor Charmaine had to endure a sleepless night of pain. She was in a state of delivery limbo; the hospital would only take her in when the contractions became even more frequent, all the while still being painful enough to prevent any meaningful sleep. The pain and discomfort persisted for another 24 odd hours, until another pleading and now more painful call to the hospital resulted in a green light for us to make out way there.
It was shortly after 8 pm when we arrived to the birthing section of the hospital. The nurses casually strapped some monitoring devises onto Charmaine and asked some general questions about the medical history. There was no sense of impending urgency or call to act, that is until the doctor decided to do a quick internal as they call it.
That’s when things got real, as they say. The contractions went from painful to excruciating and then… enough to change the scene from the monitoring area into the delivery quarters. As the Mike Tyson quote goes “Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the mouth”, which sums up how the night went, except instead of a literal punch in the mouth it was the punch from the full force of unmediated natural birth. You see, the plan and the plea from Charmaine was for pain relief, any pain relief, but there just was no time. It all happened at such a chaotic and rapid rate that before we could even comprehend the magnitude of what happened we were holding our second son. A slimy and screaming son, but our son regardless. Tears were shed, photos exchanged, memories preserved, and nurses thanked.
After some more painful issues that needed to be fixed, all that was behind us, and now we had another healthy baby boy in our hands. Both Charmaine and I were drained but very ecstatic.
Next Day – Meeting of the Brothers
What Charmaine and I were looking forward to the most and to capture was the first time Levi meets his baby brother. After a decent night of sleep for Charmaine and the baby at the hospital, I made my way there in the morning, before Levi would arrive with my in-laws.
The whole exchange was so sweet and heart-warming, and I am glad I was able to be there to get it. Levi has been wanting to meet his little brother for months now, starting from when he would be touching Charmaines belly and talking to it and referring to “baby bruder” sic.
Here are some of my favourite moments from the exchange
I managed to convince Charmaine to come along to the annual Blacktown City Medieval Fayre (2015) that took place at the Nurragingy reserve. At the end of the event all three of us walked away feeling like we had a great time and I personally thought Blacktown council did a great job putting on these type of events.
The people involved put in a lot of effort to give the festival that medieval feel to it. Roaming wizards, peasants, Knights and dames were all over the place. There were shows and events held throughout the day including, hand-to-hand combat demonstrations in quality medieval armour and weapons, ballistic weapon demos, bird of prey presentation and of course jousting.
Jousting for us was the main event so we went and sat down early in the first row of the podium for the 2pm jousting match. When the horses entered the ring, they were draped in colourful and unique show-apparel with the riders similarly covered in exquisite costumes and armour. All these strange costumes and loud music made Levi get some what frightened, but eventually he warmed up to the show and ended up cheering for the horses.
I put together a little video of the show.
A couple of photos
Stumbled upon an interesting Youtube channel that brands it self as ‘The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows’. If you love words, the English language, or just enjoy the more curious aspects of knowledge , this channel might be your thing. The premise of the channel is to explore those subtle human emotions and experiences that lack any words in our language, and then propose a word that would fit it.
This is a good intro to the channel
Here are my favourite words and the videos that correspond to them are:
onism – n. the frustration of being stuck in just one body, that inhabits only one place at a time, which is like standing in front of the departures screen at an airport, flickering over with strange place names like other people’s passwords, each representing one more thing you’ll never get to see before you die-and all because, as the arrow on the map helpfully points out, you are here.
sonder – n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own.