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I didn't think I was that old...

I went to a major shopping centre today, partly to do a bit of gift shopping for a mum who is having a blessingway tomorrow, and partly to get away from the house and my demon darling children...

Ok, it's school holiday, I'll give you that. And yes, it's not the greatest of weather so kids have possibly been cooped up a bit (that would have something to do with my needing to get away from my lovely off-spring)... But, seriously, when did it become okay in our society to employ completely ignoring the inconsiderate behaviours of children over the age of two as a parenting method???

I sat down at the only empty table I could find in the busy foodcourt, and soon realised why it was the only empty table in the foodcourt. At the adjoining table sat three young women; in their 20s, I'd say. They were well dressed and seemed pretty civilised themselves. In front of them where three or four empty kids meal boxes, which it soon became apparent belongs to the five kids playin…

Blog post #1000

On January 13th 2006, I started this blog...




Back then, I was a mum of three boys age 6 and 4 years, and just about 5 months old. I was a homeschooling, tandem breastfeeding (4 yo and baby), co-sleeping, non-vaccinating, cloth nappy using, 90 something kilo weighing mum...



LOL, not much has changed!

I still tandem feed (4 yo and baby), co-sleeping, neglect to vaccinate, use cloth nappies and weigh 90 something kilos!!!

I'm not homeschooling anymore, but I was just about to send my two older boys to school when the blog started anyway.

And yet so much has changed!!! I've:

Lost (and regained) 30 something kilos.Started a Masters Degree.Wrote a 40 000 word novel (well, the first draft anyway).Had gallbladder surgery.Lost my father in law.Gotten back in contact with extended family on both sides of my family tree.Had another son - at home!Hounded my Dh into 3/4 getting his driver's lisence.Taken Dh on his first airplane flight!Flown back and forth to Adelaide 9 times!Gone on and ro…

The baby sleep issue...

I was just reading a forum thread about babies not sleeping and the various books people buy to try and get their babies to sleep (first of all, babies don't read books, so it makes sense that a lot of babies aren't exactly "on the same page" as their parents when it comes to these various sleep methods)...

I've had four babies who variously slept in ways that were convenient or inconvenient to me...

The first thing I need to say is that all my children were (and still are, for two of them) breastfed. I used feeding to sleep in the early months for all of them - two of them later ditched the whole feeding to sleep thing of their own accord for the most part, only feeding to sleep occassionally.

I don't get the sleep angst, and before anyone suggests that's just because I've been "lucky" with my boys sleeping, I'll tell you that Luey didn't sleep much in his first 2.5 years. In fact, for those first 2 years, the longest he slept in on…

Well, yesterday sucked!

What do you do when you fall in a hole emotionally?

Yesterday was messy. Having 6 people in the house and knowing it would be like this for another two weeks kind of did my head in. Makes you wonder why I would have so many children when I crave solitude a lot of the time.

It's not that bad, most of the time, but D was in a mood and just wanted to grump at everyone from the second he got up until, well, until I totally lost my cool around lunch time (there is only so much bitching and moaning one woman can take from a grown man).

I went out and did the grocery shopping, which was good.

The thing is, I transfer a lot from my own childhood when D is doing his, "I resent the intrusion into my thinking world that noisy kids create" thing. My dad was like this. Craved order. Craved quiet. But kids don't get all of that, all they hear is, "I don't want you here. You annoy me." Even though I feel that way sometimes, I just don't see it as a good messa…

Bittersweet...

Tonight, I watched Dirty Dancing on tv. It was a tribute screening in the wake of the gorgeous and courageous Patrick Swayze finally losing his battle with pancreatic cancer earlier this week.

Dirty Dancing is my all time favourite movie. I can't tell you how many times I've watched that movie, but it would be in the hundreds (I kid you not!)... When I first saw the movie, I'd just turned 16 and was living in Norway. I identified very strongly with the idealistic Baby, and dreamed of meeting someone as wonderful as Johnny...

As it turned out, the Summer that I was 16 (after seeing this movie), I did meet my first true love! We had a Summer romance that was a intense and amazing as Baby and Johnny's and the memories of which I'll keep forever...

So, yeah, watching the movie tonight, know that Patrick/Johnny is no longer out there, and being reminded of the joy of innocent, intense first love, it's happy and it's sad...

Thanks Patrick for the memories!

Random navelgazing thoughts...

~>Erik has spent his first night ever away from home and Dave and I have rediscover the power of three... This was something we were alerted to when Bryn was born, but we'd kind of forgotten since Ari came along...

This morning when only Bryn and Luey were awake the house was oh so quiet. Bryn and Luey just hung out while Dave was making breakfast and Ari and I were still in bed. Luey read books to Bryn QUIETLY... There was no squabbling, but more interestingly, there was no hypidity (which is a blend of hyperactive stupidity, that seems to be quite unique to our boys en masse)...

Dave also reported that he wasn't woken overnight by boys wanting drinks of water or toilet trips (this is an EVERY night occurrence, and it's never actually Erik, but we think when he gets himself up to go to the loo or just because of insomnia, the other two stir).

As soon as I got up and brought Ari out though... Well, basically we tend to find that two is a quiet number in our house, but…

Laughing, but not out loud...

Ok, my last blog post (from this morning) was not some mystical reference to some great drama in my life, but rather a real life reflection of how bad my ADD is at this moment. I'd started a blog post about being all over the place, mentally, and then I was called away from the computer, but somehow my brain farted and I automatically clicked the "publish post" button...

Last Sunday (a week ago yesterday), Jayne and I took off on our most excellent adventure. We drove to Canberra, stayed at the lovely Pam's house for two nights, joined the wet and enthusiastic Homebirth Rally (which has been widely reported on on the interwebs so I don't need to bore you all with my take on it), and drove around in many, many, many circles! Geez, it was good to be "home" Canberra for a little while! I'd forgotten about the roundabouts though! Pollies do like going in circles, that's for sure!

Like me, Canberra has changed in the past 12 years. She looked as …

Road trip smiley boy!

Pitstop near Shellharbour Foreshore

Ari goes sightseeing!!!

The coathanger

Sydeney...

The joy of a system that works!

Admittedly, I'm a bit of a control freak. I'm all for going with the
flow and being flexible, i just don't like being caught unprepared.
Having children really highlights this, and having children, but no
car REALLY highlights it!For the past ten years i've hunted high and low for the easiest way to
travel out and about with a child (or four!) in tow - because I don't drive and can't use my car as a "base" from which to retrieve whatever I may need, my pram really has to be a workhorse.
I've been through unmentionable numbers of prams, strollers, slings,
babycarriers and bags... The prams and strollers were either too big,
too heavy, too small, too light (for carrying shopping without
tipping), to difficult to fold, didn't have a big enough basket/
shadecover/seat... The slings and carriers have been put aside now
because any weight on my shoulders or neck now causes headaches
*sigh*... Bags are difficult; they need to be big enough to car…