Didn't go exactly to plan.

Our appointment was to be the first after lunch, 1pm. We had to organise a hip X-Ray beforehand to have ready for the clinic and then two days before, Tracey from the hospital called to say we needed a new referral letter too.

So, I spent Wednesday morning racing around like a mad-woman going to the GP (and waiting for an hour to be seen) to get the referral letter, then off to Campbelltown to pick up the X-Rays from Saturday, then off to the Hospital. We got there just before 1pm to find out the clinic was running 2 hours late.

Initially I was a bit annoyed, but I guess you need to take into account that we see the Dr for nothing, and he is the leading specialist in Botox in Australia, the fact that we were scheduled to see him is quite a privilege indeed.

I ended up canceling the appointment, I was so tired and really couldn't even contemplate the idea of entertaining Isla in the hospital waiting room for a minimum of 2 hours, so when Michael came out, I canceled. I'm so glad that Michael was understanding, and he said to one of the other parents that, when a certain time came around, the Dr would have to leave regardless of who was waiting still.

I have to make an appointment to see him privately in his rooms, and I'm pretty certain that we wont get in to see him until late January at this stage, but we'll continue to see Michael in the meantime and will book in to the next clinic too.

What else has been happening? Isla has been sleeping in her bed ALL night for a week and a bit now. Ian and I are still alternating with putting her to bed, and she does sleep better on the nights that Ian puts her in, but she is improving for me which is great. We're trying to get her off her binkies too, we managed to cut her down to one on Wednesday night, but no such luck last night. We'll keep trying though.

It's meant to be 36 degrees here today, so far it's not so bad, although I haven't ventured out the door yet, I have a mountain of washing to do and I just cannot be bothered. Such is life!!

I went through a disc of old photo's today, I can't believe how much she's changed from when she was little (and orange!) *sigh* Here's a random selection - mainly from her first year - I think I've posted a lot of photo's from later in her life anyway.

Little Miss Isla has been slipping in to bed with us for God knows how long now, and with my belly getting more cumbersome with every second that passes and summer coming, we decided that it has to come to an end - although I secretly love snuggling up to her and knowing she's right there with me all the time.

She hasn't had any problems in actually going to bed and going to sleep, it's just staying in the bed once she wakes up, that's been the problem - and we want to have it sorted by the time her baby sister comes, we don't want any major changes when she's finally here!

2 nights ago, my Mum promised to buy Isla a bell for her bike if she stayed in her own bed all night for 5 nights. The first night, Isla woke up around midnight and said that she didn't want a bell for the bike anymore, she just wanted to sleep in with us LOL. She went to the toilet then back to bed, another half an hour later she was screaming because there was a monster in her room. Apparently, it flew from the top of her bookcase and out the window, it was white with zig zags and flappy wings. She lasted until 4.30am before coming in with us, then slept until 10.30am.

Last night I put her to bed (Ian and I alternate each night) and she fell asleep quite quickly. She stirred around midnight because the dog went into her room and cried next to her bed because he wanted to sleep with her. I woke up a few times through the night to check on her, and she was sound asleep each time. I was certain that Ian's alarm would have woken her up at 4.45am, but she didn't stir at all. Dad left for work around 6 and again, nothing. She woke up at 6.45 because she was tangled in her sheets.

So excited! It's been the longest time since she's had a loooooong sleep on her own, in her own bed. She was pretty pleased with herself too. Fingers crossed it's a constant from now on!

It's been such a long time since I've taken proper photo's of Isla, so here are a few from today. Hoping to take a few more over the weekend (and convince Hubby I need a new lens!)

I've been slack with blogging this week, I forgot to update on Isla's last round of plasters. The last lot were not so successful, they only lasted 2 days before we had to take them off.

It was quite hot last Thursday and Isla had been running around like a headless chicken at pre-school all day. When she came home she said her foot was sore but still went to bed for a few hours before waking up, hysterical from the pain.

The poor little thing, she kept shaking her leg and couldn't talk properly because she was so sore. I filled up the laundry tub and ripped the plaster off as fast as I could, as soon as the right one was off she calmed down and almost fell asleep sitting up while I took the left one off.

There was a massive red welt on the join of the foot and even today, more than a week after taking it off, the marks are still there (although starting to fade).

Botox Clinic is at the end of the month so we'll know what's going to happen from there. Michael still thinks she'll be a good candidate for Botox, probably not until next year. She's off for an Xray tomorrow on her hips, this past week she's started to swing her right hip more and is turning her right foot in, so we want to get that sorted asap.

She's been so funny lately, and loves "role playing". Yesterday she insisted she was Belle from Disney's "Beauty and The Beast" (to the point where she had to wear yellow to Kindy for photo's because Belle's dress is yellow). Today she's been Harmony from The Fairies, although she's alternated it with another Fairy from the same show, Rhapsody. All good and well, I'm happy for her to pretend to be a fairy or a princess, but it's a bit hard when she'll only respond to the character's name. She made her teachers at Kindy call her Belle yesterday. I hope it's a fad...although I must admit, I'd rather call her Belle than Barbie, which was what she was hooked on last week.