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I am Mother, hear me whinge...

Oh dear, I thought I was going to have it all worked out this time. These holidays were going to be fine, and I wasn't going to start counting down the days till school returned, but things have conspired to chip away at my optimism, and this morning I'm sooooooooo ready for the holidays to be over...

First off, we've been sick, which has meant a lot of hanging around inside TOGETHER...

Then, well the rains have finally come, and so it's been nice and chilly and wet here in Melbourne, and while part of me is rejoicing in all the wetness and resulting greenness, this does make it hard for the kids to repeat their summer habit of spending most of the day running around OUTSIDE, burning off their excess energy.

Finally, Bryn is giving as good as he gets in the teasing, taunting, and outright torturing stakes, and for some reason this seems to have given the boys permission to redouble their efforts to outdo him...

Do I need to remind everyone I don't drive and so just ta…

Write that, absolutely write that! Or not...

Crap!

Just got a call from mum giving me a heads up that the head of dept. has now read my thesis proposal and had decided my story lacks both plot and tension...

Well, that´s not good, especially when I think it has a pretty strong plot and HIGH tension... Obviously I haven´t conveyed that very well...

So, being a typical writer who has just been told my baby is ugly and brain-dead toboot, I'm headed straight into a tail spin - a defensive tail spin...

So, I start lamenting to Leah about it, and she hooks me up with the following youtube clip that really put it all in perspective for me...



This reminds me that for the past year, my mum has complained to me about how much this same guy wants to change her own story beyond recognition, even though he's never actually written a novel in her genre (or mine for that matter)... When he doesn't get it, he wants to rewrite it the way HE would write it.

I know there is a rather large market for my book. I know the readership (child…

Been a BIZ-ZEE day!

Had a BaBs committee meeting this morning, was going to be at my mw's house, but as she was trying to catch up on sleep from the very early morning birth of bonnie wee girl, I was asked if I wouldn't minding hosting...

Rofl, well, you know, I don't wash my floors except twice a year, but this morning I made an exception, hahaha! Bryn had decided - yesterday afternoon - to do a tea and milk arrowroot floor mural in my lounge room so there was not getting around washing the floor!

Meeting went well :).

So, then off to the actual BaBs meeting, which was nice and casual today, really just letting the conversation flow where it might.

Had a chat with my midwife, told her I'd decided against shared care, so now she'll back book me into the RWH... I'm trying not to be stupidsticious about this - I want NOTHING to do with that hospital, but I have to have faith that I WILL have nothing to do with that hospital, and simply faxing them my details is NOT inviting them into …

She's just a mum...

I was telling Juniper the following story tonight, when she told me about her most recent blog - which I hadn't read at the time... If you haven't read her blog, you'll find it under "Always looking forward" over there in my blogroll...

Anyway, this happened to me tonight...

I'd decided to be lazy and give the boys Maccas for dinner before I went out for the night. It was about 4.30pm and so Maccas was choccas with school kids all yapping and preening themselves together...

So, I get in line, 6th person from the counter with my stroller in front of me, and I've been in line for about three minutes when I notice this 6'2" (or more) tall teen in basketball gear go and stand at the front of my line, just off to the right. At first I thought he might be waiting on an order he'd already put in, as often happens in these peak time situations...

When an equally tall mate joined him, and then a minute later another mate, I realised they were forming t…

Dulling the senses...

A recent thread on a forum really got me thinking. I had a strong gut reaction to it, and that got me thinking about WHY I had such a strong reaction to it, which led to more thinking, and this blog...

I've been thinking that in our society these days, dulling down our senses and softening our experience of emotion has become such an accepted practice in life that we don't really question it.

What to I mean by dulling the senses? Well, anything that alters our experience of our emotions. First and foremost, we might think alcohol and drugs, but if we think about it further many other activities can also have this same effect. Eating to excess, tv watching, net browsing, and more obviously self-destructive behaviours such a cutting oneself, starving oneself, gorging and purging...

Most of us engaging in some form of dulling our own senses, of comforting ourselves or relaxing ourselves in ways that are not to the best advantage of our bodies or spirits or emotions.

We learn to d…

That happy, happy feeling...

It's so fleeting isn't it? Like the tide, you know it'll come and go, but you can't really control it.

Being empathic, I have issues with taking on other people's emotions. I've really got to work on cutting those attachments. Letting other people have their emotions, without assimilating them into myself.

I often have that "everything is going to be great!" feeling. I had it when I finished my last blog. Wouldn't it be wonderful if everyone felt like that about life? Then I think I could savour the feeling for longer when it washed over me, LOL.

I hate struggling over other people's emotions. Worrying about how other people feel, especially how others feel about me and my choices. LOL, I always have so much faith in my own decisions! Over confidence maybe, but somehow I can't seem to translate that faith in a way that others are filled with it as well.

WRT to this birth. I've had some feelings about just having the baby without …

Home alone... The wacky stuff that surfaces when the mindscape is free to be roamed...

Dave has just taken ALL THREE boys to the park. It's a 15 minute walk there, and another 15 minutes home (duh!), and so even if they get there and it's been erased from existence, I have 30 minutes ALL TO MYSELF!!!

When they left, Video Shits was on the box, and this song just started playing...

I've been attracted to this song through the new Apple Mac add about their new super slim laptop. It always makes me think of "The Rainbow Children", that is the generation of children who have started coming through in about 90% of births, since last year. Some of you will have heard of the Indigo Children, and the Crystal children, yeah? Well, the Rainbow Children are the next lot to come through. They started coming through several years ago in very small numbers - I believe Luey was one - as scouts, and then those numbers have increased and now, since last year, they're coming through in masses...

The distinguishing mark of the rainbow child, is that they're…

7 random and weird facts about me...

Firstly, here are the rules: 1. Link to your tagger and post these rules on your blog 2. Share seven facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird 3. Tag seven people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs 4. Let them know they are tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

1. I don't think there is anything random or weird left to know about me that I haven't already told everyone. I tend to be painfully honest about myself to all and sundry - the painful bit is not for me, but for those to are exposed to truths about me they never cared to know.

2. My main symptom this pregnancy is sneezing and an excessively stuffy nose (and sometimes ears as well). I sneeze about 20 times a day.

3. I TOTALLY admire conviction and dedication in other people, even when I TOTALLY disagree with that they believe in. I love that people live their lives by rules and beliefs and faith, and dedication (even at the cost of their own lives), and I l…

I always wanted a Didymos...

But they're so damned expensive to import! I tried to make myself one back when Erik, was a baby but the cotton I used was too stiff and didn't stretch to cling to Erik's body, it also slipped out of the knot too easily.

So today I got to see a Lana wrap up close of personal, and the idea of being about to back carry a newborn was just too tempting, so I'm buying one on layby - and I got to take it home today without even a deposit, how cool was that!


The fabric is quite amazing. At first I was a little put off because it seemed a little heavy and stiff, but even so, it wraps so neatly around Bryn (as you can see on the back shot), and you don't even need to tie a knot! Just one loop of the fabric and it holds!




So, ignoring the fact that my arse is as wide as the back end of a Hummer, and my lazy eye has gone walk about in outback Australia, check out these pics! I can't get over how high up I can position Bryn in this, and he is so light in it! Cannot wait t…

My sleeping beauties...

I just took a "classic" shot of Bryn asleep on the couch, and when I uploaded it I realised I had similarly "classic" shots of the other two in various weird and wonderful sleeping position... These kids have obviously never heard of simply lying on your back, side or stomach along the length of your bed. No, sleeping is a performance art in this house...

This first shot of Erik is blurry because I didn't want to use the flash. The unclad state of his pillows and doona have nothing to do with Dh or my own attention to detail, it is merely a result of the boys not being able to lie still for three seconds.

So, with his head hanging off one side of his bed, and his feet hanging off the other, Erik snoozes away. Did we reposition him, you might ask, well, no, we left him there, we figured if he was uncomfortable he'd move himself.

Luey was obviously doing yoga in his sleep that night... Notice the high tide mark on his legs, rofl!

And Bryn's sleeping impr…

Misogyny and Misandry

There is a thread on a mainstream parenting forum which begs the question; "How can we teach our sons and other people's sons not to be rapists and misogynists?"

I was completely blown away by the question.

I posted to say it was offensive that the assumption in this question is that boys need to be taught NOT to be misogynist or rapists. I was told that was not what was being suggested by the question, but that people wanted to discuss how to reduce the *likelihood* of boys becoming misogynists and rapists.

I wonder what the response would have been to the question, "How can we teach our daughters and other people's daughters not to be sluts and bitches?" (which is a comprobable generalisation about women)???

ARGH! Does this strike anyone else as simply IGNORANT??? Am I alone in being offended by the notion that boys need to be taught how to NOT be misogynists and rapists.

I argued that if a boy child was brought up in a family that was loving and respectf…

Broaching the subject of homebirth...

After a lot of umming and aahing a bit on how to talk to Dave about my decision to homebirth this time, I finally started the conversation this morning...

Well, sort of...

That is, I indicated that I wanted to have a conversation with him about something that he might not like, with regards to the birth, but something that was going to happen. I think he probably has a pretty good idea already what that something is. He asked if we had to have the conversation right at that moment (in the middle of morning chaos with the boys and with him going out on an VERY RARE outings with a few mates), and I said absolutely not (I'd rather not have the conversation at all, just get on with it, yk)... So, he said we could put it on the back burner for now.

And that was that...

A little while later he came back with this following story of a woman who gave birth on an Indian train toilet - it's scary, but it ends well!

http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20080228/od_nm/india_toilet_dc

So, now I'm t…