Our personal website for family & friends to keep track on the lives of Brad, Ingrid, Sophie and Max - The King household.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Eventful couple of weeks
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Sophie and Grantz playing 'Little Red Riding Hood'
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Ringside seats...what a view!
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that was quick...
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"Oooh that's gotta hurt!"
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Sophie and Grantz playing 'Little Red Riding Hood'-

Ringside seats...what a view!-
that was quick...-
"Oooh that's gotta hurt!"-
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Initially it was a bit of a laugh – the first night away from the wife and kids in a long time – and I come home with a severe hangover, an empty wallet and a broken wrist.
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We (The Rock) sponsored the Tua v Cameron “Fight of the Century” in Hamilton and part of the deal included a ringside table valued at a whopping $15,000 and even though the fight was short and sweet– the atmosphere in the stadium justified the price-tag and some…nothing short of electrifying.
So after dining on fine food and free wine for over 7 hours a bunch of us headed into Hamilton City for the official after party – I knew I was getting a little tipsy that later on in the night when I found myself on stage in a bar…singing in a band …and it became abundantly clear, pretty quickly, that I was the only person in the bar that thought I sounded O for Awesome too– the rest of the evening was a bit of a blur – I do remember the kind gentle bouncer dragging me outside, I remember a few verbal pleasantries being exchanged…(apparently I can get a little cocky and arrogant when pissed, Ingrid says) and then I have vague flashbacks of me sliding down a wet footpath like a bowling ball on a slippery lane...
So after a politely thanking the bouncer for throwing me – I rounded the night off with a few games of pool, a couple more drinks and a long drunken walk back to the motel.
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I knew something wasn’t quite right when I jumped in the shower the following morning and felt sharp pains shooting through my wrist whiled I tried to wash my hair and by the time I got back to Auckland that afternoon, my hand had almost doubled in size and was really quite painful at this stage. Ingrid drove me to A&E and the docs confirmed that I had a broken my scaphoid in my right wrist - and shortly afterwards dropped the pleasant news that due to the severity of the break, I had to have surgery later on that week to get a couple of pins inserted…
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So after a couple of days of getting the piss taken by everyone at work – I headed into surgery. Thankfully I was first on the list for the day, so it was nice and early when I went into theatre – the operation took a couple of hours and after waking up and spending an hour in recovery, I was allowed to go home. Ingrid picked me up and we stopped for a coffee and some lunch – I was even talking about the Music Awards that night and feeling up to going! I still felt a little dazed from surgery so decided to have a bit of kip in the afternoon…I slept for about an hour and then woke with what felt like lightening bolts surging through arm – going from the tips of my fingers to the base of my elbow – I’ve never had surgery so I wasn’t sure if this was a normal reaction or if I was just being a bit of a soft-cock, so I downed a few pain killers. Instead of nullifying the pain, it seemed to increase it…I couldn’t touch my arm by this stage and was trembling, as white as a ghost and felt like throwing up – Ingrid rushed me back to Hospital and they admitted me straight away. As it turned out I had developed a rare reaction called R.N.S. (Regional Nerve Syndrome) – It happens sometimes when the anesthetic wears off too quickly and the nerves don’t have enough time to register or react properly – so then the nerve endings start freaking out a little and become extremely heightened and super sensitive– and believe me – having nerves that are freaking out to that point, ain’t pretty! I spent the next couple of days in hospital feasting on combinations of morphine drips, nerve pills and pretty sweet painkillers.
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Thankfully Nicci (Ingrid’s mum) had come to stay for the week which turned out to be a blessing as she became the built in care giver for the kids while Ingrid ran around looking after her leper husband…
I’ve had my arm re-cast since theatre and I have to attend hand physio a couple of times per week. I’ve only just started to move my fingers un-assisted the past couple of days, so I still can’t tie my shoe laces, change nappies, bath the kids or hold anything in my right hand…and to think, I thought it was kind of funny finding out I had broken my hand and not really remembering it…I know one thing for sure though, I sure won’t forget the days after breaking it…
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We (The Rock) sponsored the Tua v Cameron “Fight of the Century” in Hamilton and part of the deal included a ringside table valued at a whopping $15,000 and even though the fight was short and sweet– the atmosphere in the stadium justified the price-tag and some…nothing short of electrifying.
So after dining on fine food and free wine for over 7 hours a bunch of us headed into Hamilton City for the official after party – I knew I was getting a little tipsy that later on in the night when I found myself on stage in a bar…singing in a band …and it became abundantly clear, pretty quickly, that I was the only person in the bar that thought I sounded O for Awesome too– the rest of the evening was a bit of a blur – I do remember the kind gentle bouncer dragging me outside, I remember a few verbal pleasantries being exchanged…(apparently I can get a little cocky and arrogant when pissed, Ingrid says) and then I have vague flashbacks of me sliding down a wet footpath like a bowling ball on a slippery lane...
So after a politely thanking the bouncer for throwing me – I rounded the night off with a few games of pool, a couple more drinks and a long drunken walk back to the motel.
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I knew something wasn’t quite right when I jumped in the shower the following morning and felt sharp pains shooting through my wrist whiled I tried to wash my hair and by the time I got back to Auckland that afternoon, my hand had almost doubled in size and was really quite painful at this stage. Ingrid drove me to A&E and the docs confirmed that I had a broken my scaphoid in my right wrist - and shortly afterwards dropped the pleasant news that due to the severity of the break, I had to have surgery later on that week to get a couple of pins inserted…
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So after a couple of days of getting the piss taken by everyone at work – I headed into surgery. Thankfully I was first on the list for the day, so it was nice and early when I went into theatre – the operation took a couple of hours and after waking up and spending an hour in recovery, I was allowed to go home. Ingrid picked me up and we stopped for a coffee and some lunch – I was even talking about the Music Awards that night and feeling up to going! I still felt a little dazed from surgery so decided to have a bit of kip in the afternoon…I slept for about an hour and then woke with what felt like lightening bolts surging through arm – going from the tips of my fingers to the base of my elbow – I’ve never had surgery so I wasn’t sure if this was a normal reaction or if I was just being a bit of a soft-cock, so I downed a few pain killers. Instead of nullifying the pain, it seemed to increase it…I couldn’t touch my arm by this stage and was trembling, as white as a ghost and felt like throwing up – Ingrid rushed me back to Hospital and they admitted me straight away. As it turned out I had developed a rare reaction called R.N.S. (Regional Nerve Syndrome) – It happens sometimes when the anesthetic wears off too quickly and the nerves don’t have enough time to register or react properly – so then the nerve endings start freaking out a little and become extremely heightened and super sensitive– and believe me – having nerves that are freaking out to that point, ain’t pretty! I spent the next couple of days in hospital feasting on combinations of morphine drips, nerve pills and pretty sweet painkillers.
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Thankfully Nicci (Ingrid’s mum) had come to stay for the week which turned out to be a blessing as she became the built in care giver for the kids while Ingrid ran around looking after her leper husband…
I’ve had my arm re-cast since theatre and I have to attend hand physio a couple of times per week. I’ve only just started to move my fingers un-assisted the past couple of days, so I still can’t tie my shoe laces, change nappies, bath the kids or hold anything in my right hand…and to think, I thought it was kind of funny finding out I had broken my hand and not really remembering it…I know one thing for sure though, I sure won’t forget the days after breaking it…
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Friday, October 2, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
What's this - Ingrid does her first post since Max is born!
Well nothing like a bit of pressure! Brad said he refused to update until I had done one and the stalemate was getting a bit ridiculous, so I caved. However, now that it has been so long since an update was done I don’t really know where to start. So below is an outline.
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Family outing down the park
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Max
He is now almost seven months old and I really have no idea where the time has gone. I am trying really hard to just soak up every minute of the day as he is growing so quickly and does something new everyday. But with time flying by he seems to be leaving his babyhood behind so quickly. He is a really good little boy. A great feeder (loves his solids) and sleeper and is pretty chilled out most of the time – as long as his belly is full he will pretty much entertain himself. He ADORES Sophie and just sits and grins at her and just watches everything she does. He has two bottom teeth which popped through about three weeks ago and gave him a bit of hell – he’s certainly a boy when it comes to sickness or pain!
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The two of them playing togther in the blow-up boat
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Birthday party at her best friend Issac's house
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Showing off her beautiful 'strawberry blond' locks
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Swing time!
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Great idea - making trains from boxes and chew-chewing arounds all day
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On the Bula Bus - cruising the resorts...life was very tough for 4 days..
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The two of them playing togther in the blow-up boat-
Sophie
Loves her brother and totally mothers him, making sure he has his favourite toy in his hands at all times and picks up after him when he drops something. She can get a bit rough with him, but I guess that is just because she is bigger and isn’t aware she is being a bit boisterous. Her vocabulary is coming along really well and has a lovely sense of humour which is really sweet to see and is a really good girl most of time. She still goes to Kids Klub and is now one of the big girls who gets to boss around the littlies (although she likes to mother them all too really). Her bottom has been good now for about six weeks (in fact ever since we moved from the last house), so it has been such a relief for Brad and I. She has a ‘boy’ friend called Isaac who goes to her Kids Klub and she says he is her ‘best’ friend! They are really sweet together and he too has red hair!
Loves her brother and totally mothers him, making sure he has his favourite toy in his hands at all times and picks up after him when he drops something. She can get a bit rough with him, but I guess that is just because she is bigger and isn’t aware she is being a bit boisterous. Her vocabulary is coming along really well and has a lovely sense of humour which is really sweet to see and is a really good girl most of time. She still goes to Kids Klub and is now one of the big girls who gets to boss around the littlies (although she likes to mother them all too really). Her bottom has been good now for about six weeks (in fact ever since we moved from the last house), so it has been such a relief for Brad and I. She has a ‘boy’ friend called Isaac who goes to her Kids Klub and she says he is her ‘best’ friend! They are really sweet together and he too has red hair!
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Birthday party at her best friend Issac's house-
Showing off her beautiful 'strawberry blond' locks-
Swing time!-
Great idea - making trains from boxes and chew-chewing arounds all day-
Fiji
Thanks so much to Christine and Nicky who looked after Max and Sophie while Brad and I selfishly went off sunning ourselves in Fiji. We stayed at the Hilton on Denerau and just had the most beautiful time. We relaxed and slept and drank and swam and walked and basically forgot for a couple of days that we had the responsibility of children. (Although we did miss them dreadfully), But by all accounts they didn’t really miss us and were very well behaved.
Thanks so much to Christine and Nicky who looked after Max and Sophie while Brad and I selfishly went off sunning ourselves in Fiji. We stayed at the Hilton on Denerau and just had the most beautiful time. We relaxed and slept and drank and swam and walked and basically forgot for a couple of days that we had the responsibility of children. (Although we did miss them dreadfully), But by all accounts they didn’t really miss us and were very well behaved.
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On the Bula Bus - cruising the resorts...life was very tough for 4 days..-
View from our room...arh, I wish we were back there!
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Brad and I
Brad is busy as at work with survey and I am busy at home running the house and cleaning up after a family! I guess at some stage I will probably have to look for another job – but at least I have a good excuse at the moment to stay at home and look after my babies and that is that the employment market is pretty lean on the ground at the moment! So that is about it at the moment. To my friends that have been emailing me. I am so sorry I haven’t replied for ages, but have been having problems with my email and haven’t been able to get anything sent – hopefully by the end of next week I will be able to get in touch.
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Sunday, August 16, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Moving in
quick post - just got back from indoor cricket and about to feed Max - the move went pretty smoothly - Ingrid dropped Max off at daycare with Sophie on the big day (Sophie was proud as punch telling everyone at Kids Klub that she was Max's big sister)
No Photos of the inside just yet - as there's still boxes of crap everywhere...but a couple of the outside and some shots of the kids - will update properly later on in the week
Saturday, July 18, 2009
Moving on out
Max and Soph's parents...a couple of nut jobs!.
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In less than 10 days we will be gone and we haven't even started packing yet! We've decided to rent a house for 6 months or so, or until we find a place that ticks all the boxes (to be fair, there are bugger all properties on the market at the moment, so no wonder we got a good offer on ours).
The new place isn't too far from where we are now- but that's where the similarities end - The rental is brand spanking new (in fact it's still not quite finished yet) - it's 2 stories, has 3 bedrooms and a study, not a great deal of land, but there is grass and enough of it for Sophie to play outside - but the best part...the neighbourhood is very quiet and the place is nowhere near a main road!
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The kids are well - hard to believe Max is already 5 months! - Gonna start him on solids when he gets to 6 months and hopefully by then we can drop the 10pm dream feed. We've tried dropping it now, but he's not quite ready - so better to feed him at that time and have him sleep though night, than wake up at 3am starving.
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As you can see in the photo at the top of the page, Ingrid and I got dressed up and headed out to a themed Rockstar/Popstar night. It was a mate from works' 30th and pretty much the first night we've been out for longer than a quick meal since Max's was born - so thanks again sis for babysitting!
We had a great night too - I went along as the gay construction worker frm the Village People and Ingrid was decked out like Cher - I ever won a meat pack for my costume! The venue was a private bar in the middle of Aucklands's CDB...in one of the more seedy areas of town - so you could imagine how strange we both looked leaving the place well after midnight...still in full coustume (and a little light on the feet by that stage) I was also lugging a huge box of meat on my shoulder, and we were on our way, walking towards a cab when a police car pulled up besdide us - as they slowed down we could see the coppers inside pissing themselves!...cheeky buggers...
Brad
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