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Beltaine and NO-vember...

So, today we had Ari's first birthday party. It was a very intimate affair because I just wasn't up for the big to-do I had with Brynjar's first birthday (which involved 20 adults and 30 kids!)... As part of his birthday celebration, and in observation of Beltaine (the pagan sabbath of fertility, which is known as May Day - where people dance around the maypole amongst other things), I gave each family that attended a small trinket of four bells tied together with white and red ribbons.

The idea behind the bells was to meditate on them, thinking on the theme of fertility, bringing to fruition, growth and so on, and decide what each family wanted to see GROW in their lives in the coming calender year. Then they were instructed to hang the bells in a place where they would catch the breeze, and every time they tinkled, they would remind the family of what it was they were bringing into fruition, or cultivating this coming year.

Now, serendiptiously, a friend on facebook set…

A 1st Birthday in pictures

My beautiful Ari's first birthday motivated me to dig out the disks for my Canon, so I could take some (half) decent photos of the lad on this momentus occasion! Some of the photos are a bit dodgy, because, quite frankly, I'm a bit rusty - having only taken photos on the iPhone for the past six months (my BAD!)...

Big One year old boy!


Finishing dinner before the present opening and cake proceedings (loved the light in this pic, so it's just gratuitous eye candy of the Squishous One.

Ooooh, what's this?

Ooooh, aaaaah, ooooh, aaaah!

Another present (and release from the highchair, in prep for reception of major present)...

What every Aussie boy needs...

"Hmmm, Erik, I don't know about this, this feels a bit weird, are you sure it's safe?"

What a second... So, I can't crawl, and I can't walk, but they're happy for me to ride a bike???

Ooooh, looky at the trailer, wonder if I can get my rattle in there as well...

The Biker Grimace - don't mess w…

Lion Lion Eagle Lion

At 9am on the 27th of October, 2008, Ari Leo rushed into this world. He was little little at just 2.75kg, the smallest (by at least 1.8kg) of my brood. But like so many runts of the litter, he's truly shown himself to be a compact sized power house!

His names Ari and Leo were chosen for their meanings. Ari, in the middle east is referential of Lion, and in Iceland, of Eagle. Leo, of course, refers to Lion, as well. So, either his name means Lion Lion, or Eagle Lion. His name suits him perfectly!

He's well known for his ability to closely observe people. He'll stare at people without smiling for ages and ages, looking right into their very person. Many people have been quite unnerved by this trait of his.He is feisty, determined, and has a very sharp wit. When he smiles, no one can resist him, but he is highly selective about who he smiles at and when. Just because you've teased a smile out of him one day, doesn't mean you'll get one the next, but in t…

Green Smoothie + preschooler = EPIC WIN!

For a while now, Bryn has been doing that thing that toddlers and preschoolers are prone to do. He's been refusing to eat most foods. Well, most dinner foods that is. He'll eat cereal and toast, and sandwiches, and biscuits and yes, even a token piece of fruit (as long as it's apple), but when it comes to dinner time, he flat out refuses to eat anything that isn't in the food group "fish n chips" or "pizza" (and by pizza, he strictly means ham and pineapple, none of that weird veggie pizza)...

Everything green is EEEEEWWWWW!

Actually, anything resembling a vegetable at all is EEEEWWWWW!

So, a few weeks ago when I decided to try and boost my own nutritional intake by trying out green smoothies, I totally didn't expect Bryn to be even remotely interested.

I made my first green smoothie on a weekend morning, and it consisted of a glass or so of filtered water, banana, apple, baby spinach and agave syrup. Erik and Luey wanted something (afterall it …
7 Key Steps to Resist Manipulation


1) Playing for time
Since you may be in the habit of automatically agreeing to your manipulator's requests or demands- agreeing or saying a knee-jerk yes before you've had time to think about it, you'll need to break this habit. The best way to do this is take an immediate breather after his/her request.

If it's over the phone or in internet messenger, you can excuse yourself for a minute, or tell them you'll call them back in a few minutes. Don't ask permission, inform them that you WILL be taking a brief time away.

If it's face to face, excuse yourself from the scene of interaction for a few minutes. It can be for a toilet break, to get a glass of water, whatever you can think of. Make sure it's AFTER the manipulator has expressed the request but BEFORE you reply.

During that time, breathe deeply and slowly. Calm yourself down and focus on your next move, which is to play for time. 

Once you return to the manipulator, you …

Crazy garden...

Dave and I are not gardeners, that much is true!

When we moved to this house, we found ourselves a gardner. I like him. Dave is ambiguous; the gardener is a good guy, has four boys like us, but Dave asks him to put the cuttings in a particular place in the yard, and the gardener invariably forgets and puts them elsewhere.

Then there was issue with the ILs. We gave them the details of our gardener and they hired him, but MIL felt he charged too much for what he offered and he didn't garden to her liking - that's what comes of being a keen gardener yourself and no longer being able to cope with the job physically.

Anyway, MIL and the gardener had a falling out and she fired him. We had him come over once more to our place but then a dry winter hit, and what was left of the grass after the scorching summer we had last year, just wasn't growing very fast. He asked us to just call him again when we needed him.

Up until a month ago, there wasn't much work to do, to speak of…

Blessings

I went to a lovely blessingway today for a third time mum - it's
always so life-affirming to sit in a laughing, chatting circle of
women folk. We joked about the "secret women's business" of tying
ourselves together with red string, and lit candles and talked baby
names (a topic that never loses it's appeal for me!)... I was
just... Nice!I couldn't help but marvel that just one year ago I passed the 40 week
mark by 1 day... I'd been experiencing a lot of strong Braxton Hicks
contractions for a few weeks already and although my rational mind
told me I would need to be patient a little longer, part of me was
already very impatient to meet the little person growing inside me!What a gorgeous little person he's proven himself to be!Blessingways, blessing the way for our little blessings...

Hello Cousin!

So, tonight, Dave and I sat down to watch a recorded episode of Who Do You Think YOu Are, which airs on SBS (can't tell you when because we have a season pass on TiVo, so haven't bothered to take notice of when it's actually on)... The last episode was about Ben Mendelsohn, who traced his father's side of the family back to Prussia, and his mother's side of the family back to England. His mother's great-great-great-grandfather was one Andrew John Tempany, who, among other things, built only remaining Regency Theatre in England. He also owned property on in London, that included the Old Curiosity Shop which was immortalised in the Charles Dickens novel by the same name! Andrew Tempany fell on hard times after his wife, Honour, died from cholera, leaving him to care for 4 children. The youngest of those children, Elizabeth came out to Australia at some point, and so did her brothers and sister. One of her brother's, Henry, is Dave's, mother's, m…

No TV for under 2s...

I've seen THIS article being posted on Facebook and various forums this morning, and a lot of discussion eminating from it. The discussion has ranged from "They CAN'T BAN children under two from watching tv!!!" (they're not trying to, dear, these are just guidelines, read the article thoroughly) to "I totally agree, my child isn't allowed to watch tv, ever!"...

My Opinion (it's just an opinion, and as they says, like sphincters, everyone has one)

Parents need to just use some common sense! If the tv is on and no one is actively watching it, turn the bloody thing off. If the child is actively watching tv for hours on end, turn the bloody thing off. If the child watches some tv, but also has plenty of active play time, is able to amuse themself ... Read Morewithout a screen in front of their face, and has an active imagination, you're probably doing ok...

DVDs ARE TV.

Non-commercial stations and Edumacational television is STILL television.

Where GPs go wrong...

This is copied and pasted from a thread I posted on www.alternativebaby.net - so, my apologies for cross-posting...

I took Ari to the doctor's this morning because he developed a temp late last week and has since had cold symptoms (runny nose etc.) which have morphed into a chesty cough. He had bronchitis in July, so I was concerned about that, but also there has been a lot of talk about the rise and rise in whooping cough. My mum contracted whooping cough while caring for me in hospital back in March (Ari didn't catch it even though he went everywhere she went). So, anyway, it's on my mind.So, I get in there. This is a centre I've been going to for two years, I've seen about four different doctors there, both male and female, all in their 40s or older - the topic of vaccinations has come up with them all at some point and I say we choose not to vaccinate and they make no comment on that.. Today I see a new dr. She is young, maybe late 20s. She's asks wha…

Hey, Hey, you're just not that funny...

Lots of to-do in the media today about a skit on Red Faces last night. A bunch of doctors rehashing a skit they'd done on Red Faces back in the day when they were just lowly medical students. Despite their apparent intelligence, they exhibited a shocking lack of foresight when they decided to do a skit about the Jackson 5 involving four of the little skitters donning blackface, and one a whiteface (he was depicting Michael in modern times)...

Harry Connick Jnr was on the panel and was not at all impressed by the obvious racism.

Now, the vast majority of voters on a Today Tonight polls (that paragon of virtue) voted that the skit wasn't racist. Many responses to the incident that I've read amongst the Aussie public said this was just typical of "Aussie humour" and that obviously Harry didn't get it because he was American. Fingers have also be pointed at Harry because he himself has worn blackface on a couple of occassion in his past, so obviously he's b…

Hehehe, Why I try not to travel with kids!

Dave just read a very funny column article to me, from The Age, by Catherine Deveny... I had to laugh, because my brother and I were these kids, and yep, I have these memories! I feel kind of sorry for parents who feel they must inflict world travel on their small children for the children's benefit - and inflict their small children on other people in the close confines of airbuses for lengthy overseas flights...

Article here

But for those of you too lazy to click the link...

Kids should not be taken on planesOctober 7, 2009 Comments 22 I need to make a public apology. I am deeply sorry for travelling on planes with my children when they were babies and toddlers. I am ashamed. I am remorseful. I am scum. I thought when people ignored my kids they didn't hear, see, smell or feel the pressure to smile at my evil spawns of Satan who had clearly overdosed on arsehole pills.When I plaintively looked at people for approval and they smiled back, I thought they

The things you don't expect...

When I had Erik, I sense quite early on that he needed to be with me. Close to me. I carried him, breastfed him, I didn't co-sleep with him because I didn't have the confidence to do so, but basically I was never far from him - in the first 18 months I was never more than an arms length away from him except when he slept.

I knew he would not cope well with childcare or kinder or school, so I planned to homeschool him, and we did so until at 7.5 he asked to go to school. I was worried for him when he first started but he was very confident with his choice.

With Luey I was even more close to him in the first 5.5 years in as much as I did everything I did with Erik plus I co-slept with him.

The surprises started when he was 2.75 years old and ASKED to go sleep in the bunk with Erik. Luey was adamant he didn't want to sleep in mum and dad's bed anymore, despite so many sources of parenting advice PROMISING us he would NEVER want to leave our bed. Then when Erik decided t…

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Appreciating the differences.

Took Luey grocery shopping with me today. I usually go on my own unless I feel one of the two oldest boys needs some time alone with me - or me with them (usually to suss out stuff, CPO - covert parenting operation)...

So, he wanted to come today, apparently I'd taken Erik the last three times I took someone (I'm sure it wasn't three times, but Luey still suffers from middle child syndrome)...

Used to be, for years after he was born, I thought maybe I liked Luey better than Erik. That sounds appalling, I know, but I like to keep it real, so there it is... Erik was hard work at the time, hyperactive, impulsive, odd, LOL... Luey was sweet and although he had an aggressive streak that Erik has NEVER had, he was very, very NORMAL - very like every other boy I saw around the place, mostly because he was not as impulsive as Erik, and he had the ability to moderate his own excitement levels to those around him (whereas when Erik became overstimulated, the only way to calm was t…

Ís "fair" a realistic goal in parenting?

It's birthday season...

Let's me try that again. It *should* be birthday season still, only problem is that it doesn't FEEL like birthday season because usually birthday season is Winter Sport for me and it's Spring now. I've done Erik, Luey and Bryn's birthdays and in the previous three years, that was the end of it, but this year I've still got Ari's birthday to go, and hmmm, I just don't feel motivated...

He's turning one, and quite frankly, he probably doesn't give a damn, my dears, if he has a big birthday bash or not. I'm sorely tempted to, "or not"... Ah, but that's so wrong, isn't it? I mean, I went all out for Bryn's first birthday; specially made cupcakes with B's on them, a massive party here at home, grand lolly boxes, pinada, a memory bear! After all, he was my "last baby having his first birthday"...

And then we had Ari, LOL.

So, would it be "fair" to skip the first birthday …