Just want to wish all the other lovely mums out there a Happy Mothers Day. I hope you all have a special day filled with love and laughter.
Yesterday was a very glutinous day, we had a decadent lunch for my brother-in-laws 40th Birthday. We also had plans for a special dinner out at a lovely restaurant that same night (which was booked way before we knew about lunch plans). It was my first time meeting a friend that my husband had made through work and his girlfriend. It can always be a bit nerve wracking going out with another couple for the first time. Is there going to be awkward silences, will we have much in common/to talk about? I am happy to report back that we got along famously, it was quite comfortable right from the start and the conversation flowed easily.
They also mentioned going out again, for drinks at a bar etc. I would love to but it is so very hard since I am breastfeeding. We don't get out all that often any more and hearing them talk about their social life (which was rather active) made me just a little envious. It's not that I want to go out and get smashed (I can not even begin to imagine the level of hell it must be to look after kids when you are hungover), I would just like to have the whole night off without worrying about having to race home to the kids. I think it will be easier once I have stopped feeding my daughter but that isn't going to be any time soon.
I was aware of the sacrifices we would have to make once we decided to start our family and I am more than happy to do that. I was willing to stop being selfish and putting my needs first and make it all about the kids. They give me more joy and love on a daily basis that is better than any night out on the tiles could ever be. It's days like today that make me sit back and appreciate how truly blessed I am in life with my gorgeous family. I have a husband who loves me and is the best father to our two beautiful and healthy children, how lucky am I?
I also have to take a moment to give thanks to my own beautiful mum who is looking down upon us from heaven. I love and miss you more than you know and I am grateful to have you watching over us.
Till next time xo
Sunday, 12 May 2013
Friday, 10 May 2013
Granny Panties!
Did that get your attention? Hands up those of you that are brave enough to admit that they wear them? I brought a cheapie packet of undies that were two sizes too big back before my son was born to take to the hospital. I am ashamed to admit that not only do I still have them in my underwear draw but that I frequently wear them to bed, they are just so damn comfy! I have been meaning to throw them out and replace them with something nicer, I often wonder if hubby sees me in my granny panties and does an internal shudder of disgust. ha ha
Went to the shops with my sisters today and got the kids some warmer clothes as it is starting to cool down here. There was a moment when we were in a shop that my son resented being put in the pram and proceeded to throw a tanty and carry on. My sister told me to walk away and she would deal with him, now I don't mind that she was trying to help and I let her go for it but if anyone knows how to handle him when he is carrying on like that, it's me. I know sometimes they can be shocked in to submission when someone else tells them to do/not do something but that didn't happen this time and it seemed to take a long time for him to calm down. I didn't say anything as I appreciate all the help I can get but part of me thought I should have just dealt with him in the first place. I'm sure my sisters think that the two year old rules the roost, there are probably times where it is easier to let him think he's getting his way than the argument that would ensue, but for the most part he is kept in line.
Hubby rang me when I was there to ask me what I wanted for mother's day, tsk tsk...I am not someone that likes to tell someone what to get me. I want him to put some thought in to it, he said that he did that at Christmas time and it bit him in the butt. Now this is going to make me sound like an ungrateful b*tch but I guess he has a point. He brought me a lovely leather handbag, a good brand that he got for a good price. It's one downside is it's size, it's so bloody small (especially once I try and put things for the kids in it). I usually get a medium to big ish sized bag so I can comfortably fit things in. This thing is packed so tight it's a mission to get things in or out. See I sound ungrateful, I can't help myself. So I can see why he is hesitant to just go ahead and buy me something, there is a very real chance I may not like it. I should just be grateful that I have a husband who will go and buy me something, not all husbands are good at this stuff. Plus we are going for breakfast and I am blessed with my two beautiful children, so I should stop complaining.
On a side note, I am cooking roast lamb for dinner tonight and it is starting to smell mighty fine...I may just be salivating slightly. ha
Till next time xo
Went to the shops with my sisters today and got the kids some warmer clothes as it is starting to cool down here. There was a moment when we were in a shop that my son resented being put in the pram and proceeded to throw a tanty and carry on. My sister told me to walk away and she would deal with him, now I don't mind that she was trying to help and I let her go for it but if anyone knows how to handle him when he is carrying on like that, it's me. I know sometimes they can be shocked in to submission when someone else tells them to do/not do something but that didn't happen this time and it seemed to take a long time for him to calm down. I didn't say anything as I appreciate all the help I can get but part of me thought I should have just dealt with him in the first place. I'm sure my sisters think that the two year old rules the roost, there are probably times where it is easier to let him think he's getting his way than the argument that would ensue, but for the most part he is kept in line.
Hubby rang me when I was there to ask me what I wanted for mother's day, tsk tsk...I am not someone that likes to tell someone what to get me. I want him to put some thought in to it, he said that he did that at Christmas time and it bit him in the butt. Now this is going to make me sound like an ungrateful b*tch but I guess he has a point. He brought me a lovely leather handbag, a good brand that he got for a good price. It's one downside is it's size, it's so bloody small (especially once I try and put things for the kids in it). I usually get a medium to big ish sized bag so I can comfortably fit things in. This thing is packed so tight it's a mission to get things in or out. See I sound ungrateful, I can't help myself. So I can see why he is hesitant to just go ahead and buy me something, there is a very real chance I may not like it. I should just be grateful that I have a husband who will go and buy me something, not all husbands are good at this stuff. Plus we are going for breakfast and I am blessed with my two beautiful children, so I should stop complaining.
On a side note, I am cooking roast lamb for dinner tonight and it is starting to smell mighty fine...I may just be salivating slightly. ha
Till next time xo
Thursday, 9 May 2013
Little bit closer...
I feel like I am a little bit closer to getting sh*t done after today. Thanks to the lovely help of my girlfriend I managed to get a decent amount of packing done today. I don't know why having her there made me more willing to get stuck in, just having someone to chat to and have a second opinion on things seemed to make the task easier.
I am one of those people that thinks, oh I can't get rid of that...at some stage I might do something with it/need it for something etc etc. I need someone to say, really...will you really do that? Toss it. My husband's first instinct is to just bin everything (sometimes ridiculously so), in the end we usually meet somewhere in the middle.
Today was kindy day for my son, on the way to picking him up there was an awesome rainbow. I had to take a pic to share (when I was stopped at the lights, please excuse my dirty windscreen). Unfortunately the pic doesn't do it justice as you can barely make it out, it was much prettier in real life.
There was also a lovely mother's day surprise waiting for me, see below:
That card says - Caramel Snow Balls.
Ingredients are Caramel Top n Fill, Crushed plain biscuits (so maybe milk arrowroot) and coconut. I can vouch for them that they are delicious, I just polished them off...I was even kind enough to share them with the hubby. They would be super dooper easy to make as well, they remind me of a similar version called Milo Balls that are also delicious and very more'ish. There was also a card that he had coloured in.
Speaking of kindy, he moves up to the bigger room next week. I hope he likes it, he has some friends in there all ready that were previously in his room and moved up so I'm hoping he'll transition fine. I'm also probably going to put him in two days a week soon as well, another thing that I am worried about...I think it will be good for him but still have anxiety over whether it is the right thing to do. I guess we will see when the time comes.
Till next time xo
I am one of those people that thinks, oh I can't get rid of that...at some stage I might do something with it/need it for something etc etc. I need someone to say, really...will you really do that? Toss it. My husband's first instinct is to just bin everything (sometimes ridiculously so), in the end we usually meet somewhere in the middle.
Today was kindy day for my son, on the way to picking him up there was an awesome rainbow. I had to take a pic to share (when I was stopped at the lights, please excuse my dirty windscreen). Unfortunately the pic doesn't do it justice as you can barely make it out, it was much prettier in real life.
There was also a lovely mother's day surprise waiting for me, see below:
That card says - Caramel Snow Balls.
Ingredients are Caramel Top n Fill, Crushed plain biscuits (so maybe milk arrowroot) and coconut. I can vouch for them that they are delicious, I just polished them off...I was even kind enough to share them with the hubby. They would be super dooper easy to make as well, they remind me of a similar version called Milo Balls that are also delicious and very more'ish. There was also a card that he had coloured in.
Speaking of kindy, he moves up to the bigger room next week. I hope he likes it, he has some friends in there all ready that were previously in his room and moved up so I'm hoping he'll transition fine. I'm also probably going to put him in two days a week soon as well, another thing that I am worried about...I think it will be good for him but still have anxiety over whether it is the right thing to do. I guess we will see when the time comes.
Till next time xo
Wednesday, 8 May 2013
Tag...you're it!
That would be my husband and I tagging each other cause it's either of our 'turns' for trying to settle our daughter. Sometimes she goes down a treat without so much as a protest, but there are times when we need to go in several times to try and calm and soothe her. My daughter is loud, like cover your ears she's calling all the dogs with her high pitched squeals, loud. It also doesn't help that my son is forever going in to the room when she has just fallen asleep and makes noise, then has great delight in telling me 'she's waking up mum', yeah no sh*t...you just woke her up *sigh*
I did things differently this time around, she is put down awake and I rarely pick her up to try and settle her. My son wasn't the greatest of sleeper's and I probably didn't help the situation. I was hopeful that she would be the awesome sleeper that he was not, earlier on she was really good but not so much the last month or so. I'm crossing my fingers that she will somehow sleep longer when she goes in to the cot/her own room once we move.
A mum can dream ;)
I tried to start packing up some of the toy room today, I would put something in to the container and my son would then want to pull it out and play with it. It's going to be a long process. Although I am sure my girlfriend will crack the whip tomorrow and help sort me out, I just look around and get overwhelmed by it all sometimes. Have I mentioned how much I hate moving? There is just so much more stuff when you add kids to the equation.
On a side note, I went and got my nails done today...so pretty. Hubby didn't see my logic in getting my nails done right before we will be moving and lifting boxes etc. I told him that I've had them that many times before (I am someone that gets them, keeps them for a while and then rips them off...and repeat) that I can handle it.
Here is a picture of said pretty nails that I just took for you guys :) They are extra sparkly in the sunlight. I don't know why but having nice nails makes me feel a bit better about myself overall.
Till next time xo
I did things differently this time around, she is put down awake and I rarely pick her up to try and settle her. My son wasn't the greatest of sleeper's and I probably didn't help the situation. I was hopeful that she would be the awesome sleeper that he was not, earlier on she was really good but not so much the last month or so. I'm crossing my fingers that she will somehow sleep longer when she goes in to the cot/her own room once we move.
A mum can dream ;)
I tried to start packing up some of the toy room today, I would put something in to the container and my son would then want to pull it out and play with it. It's going to be a long process. Although I am sure my girlfriend will crack the whip tomorrow and help sort me out, I just look around and get overwhelmed by it all sometimes. Have I mentioned how much I hate moving? There is just so much more stuff when you add kids to the equation.
On a side note, I went and got my nails done today...so pretty. Hubby didn't see my logic in getting my nails done right before we will be moving and lifting boxes etc. I told him that I've had them that many times before (I am someone that gets them, keeps them for a while and then rips them off...and repeat) that I can handle it.
Till next time xo
Monday, 6 May 2013
Weekends go too fast dammit
Even though I don't 'work' I still dread Monday's because it means the family fun times of the weekend are over. I wish we could win lotto so we could hang out together all of the time.
This weekend hubby brought himself a bike so he could commute to the train station so that we don't have to get up early and drive him or pick him up during witching hour any more. I was hopeful that today would bring a sleep in, those hopes were dashed when I heard my husband bringing our son in to the room who was chatting away at 5 bloody 40am. Sigh...here's hoping tomorrow is a better day.
We also ordered and paid for my son's big boy bed yesterday, I was a little disappointed as it may not get in on time for our move. I really wanted him set up in his big bed right from the start when we move in to the new place. The mattress is available so hubby suggested just putting that down on the floor till the bed gets in...the perfectionist/OCD side of me finds that highly annoying. Ah well, it will have to do I guess, I am just crossing fingers that somehow it will arrive in time so I can set up his room all nicely.
We have also booked our flights for a Melbourne trip at the end of August. We have really good friends of ours who will be over from the UK and we wanted to catch up and introduce them to the rugrats. I am really looking forward to it, it has been forever since we have seen them. Family holidays are more expensive now that our son is over 2, we had to pay a full adult fare for him because he is in his own seat now. Thankfully the flights were on sale so it was that little bit cheaper than it could have been.
Just under two weeks now till moving day, still lots to do but lacking the motivation to actually do it. I have a girlfriend coming over on Thursday to help me get stuck in to the packing, should get a fair bit done on that day I would say.
Till next time xo
This weekend hubby brought himself a bike so he could commute to the train station so that we don't have to get up early and drive him or pick him up during witching hour any more. I was hopeful that today would bring a sleep in, those hopes were dashed when I heard my husband bringing our son in to the room who was chatting away at 5 bloody 40am. Sigh...here's hoping tomorrow is a better day.
We also ordered and paid for my son's big boy bed yesterday, I was a little disappointed as it may not get in on time for our move. I really wanted him set up in his big bed right from the start when we move in to the new place. The mattress is available so hubby suggested just putting that down on the floor till the bed gets in...the perfectionist/OCD side of me finds that highly annoying. Ah well, it will have to do I guess, I am just crossing fingers that somehow it will arrive in time so I can set up his room all nicely.
We have also booked our flights for a Melbourne trip at the end of August. We have really good friends of ours who will be over from the UK and we wanted to catch up and introduce them to the rugrats. I am really looking forward to it, it has been forever since we have seen them. Family holidays are more expensive now that our son is over 2, we had to pay a full adult fare for him because he is in his own seat now. Thankfully the flights were on sale so it was that little bit cheaper than it could have been.
Just under two weeks now till moving day, still lots to do but lacking the motivation to actually do it. I have a girlfriend coming over on Thursday to help me get stuck in to the packing, should get a fair bit done on that day I would say.
Till next time xo
Friday, 3 May 2013
We got a place!!!
So those that have been reading my posts will know that we have been house hunting for the last couple of weeks, our current lease ends 20th May and I was starting to stress that with only a couple of weeks to go we still didn't have anything locked in.
Until now that is, phew...what a relief. I went and viewed the property Wednesday afternoon and it was the most popular viewing I had been to, it seemed like every man and his dog was there. I was a little disheartened at seeing so many people, I really liked it and I thought that with it being so popular our chances of getting it would decrease. I made sure I emailed through the application and all the documents to the agency that night so it would be one of the first applications to hit their desks the next morning.
Obviously this strategy paid off and I was surprised and elated when I got a phone call later that very morning to tell me we had been approved. I was running around the house doing a happy dance :) What a load off, plus I am really excited about this new place...I think it will make a great family home. It has a big backyard for the kids to play in and 2 separate living areas so I can set one area up for the kids.
Packing has kicked up a notch and the countdown is on, we move in 2 weeks from Saturday. I am not a fan of the actual moving but I really enjoy setting up a new place. We have also decided to move our son in to a bed once we are in the new place so will be going to have a look around on the weekend. May as well kill two birds with one stone and move his sister in to what will now be her cot at the same time. I am a little wary of this whole process and I am just praying that it will go relatively smoothly. I am sure there will be stories to tell when the time comes.
Till next time xo
Until now that is, phew...what a relief. I went and viewed the property Wednesday afternoon and it was the most popular viewing I had been to, it seemed like every man and his dog was there. I was a little disheartened at seeing so many people, I really liked it and I thought that with it being so popular our chances of getting it would decrease. I made sure I emailed through the application and all the documents to the agency that night so it would be one of the first applications to hit their desks the next morning.
Obviously this strategy paid off and I was surprised and elated when I got a phone call later that very morning to tell me we had been approved. I was running around the house doing a happy dance :) What a load off, plus I am really excited about this new place...I think it will make a great family home. It has a big backyard for the kids to play in and 2 separate living areas so I can set one area up for the kids.
Packing has kicked up a notch and the countdown is on, we move in 2 weeks from Saturday. I am not a fan of the actual moving but I really enjoy setting up a new place. We have also decided to move our son in to a bed once we are in the new place so will be going to have a look around on the weekend. May as well kill two birds with one stone and move his sister in to what will now be her cot at the same time. I am a little wary of this whole process and I am just praying that it will go relatively smoothly. I am sure there will be stories to tell when the time comes.
Till next time xo
Tuesday, 30 April 2013
Tantrums are draining
I should have known organising to catch up with girlfriends when it would impact on nap times would bite me in the bum. Sometimes you just have to say bugger it and for your own sanity get out of the house and interact with other adults.
Needless to say my son played up and was overtired, I persevered and left a touch earlier than the others. He was out like a light in the car on the way home (although his sister cried the whole way home, he must have been knackered to sleep through that). Then came that dreaded car to bed transfer (which he will normally stay asleep for), guess who woke up?! I thought for sure he would be down for the count considering how late he was in getting to sleep and how tired he was. So he only had 40 mins sleep all day and that definitely played a part in his meltdown later this afternoon.
We were just about to head out of the door to pick my husband up from the train station (oh how I wish we had another car) when my son asked me for a milk and handed me his cup. Sounds innocent enough, however...he didn't want one with a lid. He is all about independence at the moment and is growing up and wants to drink from proper cups. This is fine at home but in the car lids are a must. I poured him a milk in a lidded cup and he cracked it, I didn't have time to deal with it properly as we had to go get his dad. So I popped him in the car crying and carrying on and tried and failed several times to explain (over his screaming) why he had to have a lid for his drink in the car. I would pass him his drink and he would loose it because he wanted 'no lid'. I would take it back and he would crack it more, it was a lose lose situation. This went on all the way there and all the way back, he was clearly overtired and overreacting.
It's times like that where I want to pull my hair out and run away and join the circus (or some such thing, anything that doesn't involve putting up with that kind of behaviour). The moment passes and I calm down and life goes back to normal. But there are times that it makes me miss the peace and quiet and calm of life pre kids. Don't get me wrong though, I love my kids more than anything and wouldn't change a thing...they can just drain you sometimes.
I'm sure there would be many mothers out there that can sympathise, they don't call it the terrible twos for nothing.
Till next time xo
Needless to say my son played up and was overtired, I persevered and left a touch earlier than the others. He was out like a light in the car on the way home (although his sister cried the whole way home, he must have been knackered to sleep through that). Then came that dreaded car to bed transfer (which he will normally stay asleep for), guess who woke up?! I thought for sure he would be down for the count considering how late he was in getting to sleep and how tired he was. So he only had 40 mins sleep all day and that definitely played a part in his meltdown later this afternoon.
We were just about to head out of the door to pick my husband up from the train station (oh how I wish we had another car) when my son asked me for a milk and handed me his cup. Sounds innocent enough, however...he didn't want one with a lid. He is all about independence at the moment and is growing up and wants to drink from proper cups. This is fine at home but in the car lids are a must. I poured him a milk in a lidded cup and he cracked it, I didn't have time to deal with it properly as we had to go get his dad. So I popped him in the car crying and carrying on and tried and failed several times to explain (over his screaming) why he had to have a lid for his drink in the car. I would pass him his drink and he would loose it because he wanted 'no lid'. I would take it back and he would crack it more, it was a lose lose situation. This went on all the way there and all the way back, he was clearly overtired and overreacting.
It's times like that where I want to pull my hair out and run away and join the circus (or some such thing, anything that doesn't involve putting up with that kind of behaviour). The moment passes and I calm down and life goes back to normal. But there are times that it makes me miss the peace and quiet and calm of life pre kids. Don't get me wrong though, I love my kids more than anything and wouldn't change a thing...they can just drain you sometimes.
I'm sure there would be many mothers out there that can sympathise, they don't call it the terrible twos for nothing.
Till next time xo
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