Lali and Nutty in their white wear
Upon arriving back into Auckland, Peanut came down with the severe constipation... again. I don't know if it's the kid's digestive system or if I've just been feeding her all the wrong foods but I've never seen another kid struggle so much with constipation. We like our baby laxative in this house. Another week without Blogger.
Then this past week, my body decides that it's had it and completely checked out. I came down with a pretty bad fever and spent the week bedridden. Today is literally the first day I've felt human since last Saturday! Couldn't even sit upright to go online. Didn't even want to go online. Just wanted to curl up and sleep until I didn't feel like death warmed up any more.
So here am in my wee little blog home. Dusting off the cobwebs and reopening for business. It's good to be back :)
ps. Last Saturday I went to a protest march against the IRB's treatment of Tier 2 teams during the RWC, held outside the building where Eliota Fuimaono-Sapolu's hearing was being held. It was organised by some pretty proactive Samoans and boy what a day it was. There was A LOT of singing, dancing and of course chanting. It was brilliant. You would've never known that you were on Shortland St in the Auckland CBD. What made me most proud was the number of old Samoan people there. Priceless stuff.
Samoa Tula'i protest march
Peanut in her true colours