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Let's talk about iPads in schools...

People who are friends with me on Facebook will know that one of the things preoccupying my thoughts at the moment is the introduction of a 1:1 iPad ratio at my childrens' primary school. We have had classroom iPads for a year or so now, and we also have laptops and desk tops in the classroom, so introducing 1:1 iPads is probably the next logical step in the IT progress of our school - and many schools in Melbourne.

The difference this time is that parents are expected to pay for these devices themselves.

We have a choice of hiring the iPads at $80 a term - or $320 per calendar year, or we can purchase an iPad of our child outright (a 16GB Wifi iPad retails for $449 at the app store, though I have seen sales of them around the $399 mark).

We can also do neither and then our children will share a classroom iPad with any other children who also do not have their own iPad.

It has been suggested that siblings can share one iPad - we have not had it explained how this would work with s…

Start over...

I used to be something of a perfectionist. I drove myself crazy trying to do things just 'right'.

Mostly, I've let go of that tendency. Mostly, parenting has forced me to let go. I completely failed at being the perfect parent and unlike the first page of a novel, you don't get to do start overs on your kids.

And maybe that is a good thing, because it forces your to lift your game, but also to acknowledge your shortcomings and accept them for what they are - part of being human.

But sometimes, like today, I really wish I could just do a start over.

Today, so far, I've managed to leave my office keys at home - something I didn't realise until I was at the office. So, we had to double back, pick up the keys and then get back to the office. That blew off 40 minutes of my day.

I have blown of a further 45 minutes searching for an email I'm absolutely sure I didn't imagine, but cannot find anywhere. This has led to an embarrassing email needing to be sent to…

Good Moaning... Welcome to my busy life!

I'm back at my desk. I didn't go to Uni all of last week, and I was on Burwood Campus for much of the previous week - so blogging has been a bit erractic.

Last week was CRAZY busy - hence not getting to Uni. By 10am Monday morning, I had already managed to forget an appointment and realise I had to squeeze even more into my week than I had anticipated. Things didn't get better after that!

Monday I had to make sure all the school transition papers were filled in for Ari, as well as submitted forms for the Artist Camp Fair Exhibition where I will be exhibiting these four paintings...



Tuesday I went and saw my psychologist - who has also been treating Erik's Autism - she was shocked at how the Paed had out of hand dismissed Erik's diagnosis without actually assessing him. So, we have decided to go with another Paed because the psych and the speech therapist (who do not know one another) both actually tested Erik and definitely agreed he was on the spectrum. The new Pa…

Look at me, listen to ME!

this post was written last week, but I forgot to publish it...

Study is getting real.

I had another meeting with my supervisor on Monday - it was our first meeting in about five weeks and I was quite nerous that I had only reviewed five articles and written five stories, but she was really happy with the amount of work I had achieved.

Now though, she has said it is time to stop reading for a little bit and get started on writing my literature review. At my colloquium in May, I will have to ;present my proposal which will including a literature review of my topic area (so, just as it sounds, I have to have read most of the literature pertaining to my subject area and then start grouping together researchers who agree with one another and those who take a different point of view, and then I have to state where I stand on the topic and what new research I will be bringing to this topic.

The topic I am researching is fairly new - flash fiction - it isn't a new practice by any stretch …

Things I know about short fuses...

Wow, it's been a while since I've done one of these. I really do like the 'things I know' meme, I've been doing it on and off (mostly off, mind you) since its inception. Being something of a quiet fan of Rhianna's, I was a bit excited to find out she is hosting this meme for a little bit - then I totally forgot about it last week, d'oh, but I'm here now...

So, things I know about short fuses...


I have a short fuse, I've always had a short fuse. Maybe because I have a short attention span - who knows. I'm sure it's genetic though, both my mum and dad have short fuses. My brother's fuse is longer but when it goes - Ka-Blamy!!! My eldest recently pointed out to me that my youngest two have it pretty good, that I don't lose my cool with them nearly as much as I did with him and Luey. I had to apologise to him for that, and admit Bryn and Ari have been very lucky because Erik and Luey taught me so much. I know my parenting fuse has gotten …

Obsessed with being smaller...

One of my Facebook friends just posted asking why her gym is full of advertising about losing weight - why the focus on weight loss over health gain?

I immediately thought, well, because becoming smaller sells.

Which led me to wonder why women in our society are obsessed with becoming smaller. It is as if women want to disappear. They need smaller thighs and a smaller bum and a smaller waist. Okay, so a fair few want bigger boobs, but that's about the only thing most women would wish to have more of.

Men on the other hand are obsessed with becoming bigger. They want bigger muscles, and of course, a bigger penis.

What does that say about us? Humanity.

What does that say about the balance of power.

My mum is quite tall for a woman and both her partners have been shorter than her. She has said to me that she sometimes feels too big. Mostly, I wonder, if it isn't that the men have felt too small.

You see, men are supposed to be powerful and protective of 'their woman', rig…

Running out of things to say...

I'm sure you've heard about old married couple who have run out of stuff to say to one another after living together for decades, right?

Well, let me first assure you this is not happening in my marriage. We've only been together for 17 years, anyway, but we aren't close to having nothing left to say to one another, even though we spend more time together than most couples I know.

However, I have been feeling that way with this blog recently.

I've been writing on this blog for seven years and ten months (according to Linkedin), and recently I've been feeling like I have nothing much to say.

I never thought this would happen.

I'm never really stuck for words - ask anyone who sees me in person!

I have a full and busy life, I just don't feel inspired to write about it as much as I used to.

Maybe I just don't feel like people would be that interested. Maybe it's because I've already written about most of it before, I mean, four kids, all boys, t…

Holiday hangover...

It's the first day of term four and I'm so happy it is finally here! At the same time, I feel myself already dreading the summer holidays in just ten and a bit week's time.

One thing I've learned during the past three weeks is that it is very hard to motivate myself to do work when the kids are at home. It is also a lot more expensive to have the kids home because there is less motivation to do a fortnightly shop (when you have kids in tow) and generally because the Grumpy Old Man and I find ourselves feeling very stretched with all the extra energy in the house.

I feel so out of touch with my PhD at the moment. I have been meaning to get onto a range of things - scholarship and grant applications, dealing with Erik's doctors, sorting out my health, but I struggle when all day there are these little people around asking for attention and things to be done for them and well, just draining my energy.

Whinge, whinge.

I'm certainly no supermum. I am not one of thos…

Kids! Can't live without them, can't give them away...

Hello second week of the school holidays - a.k.a. third week of the school holidays on account of two kidlets being sick for a week, two weeks ago...

I'm finally back in the office, and it's oh so quiet! I can actually hear myself think.

Sadly, thinking is about all I will be doing today as I discovered this morning that one of my darlings had absconded with my thumb drive.

This is where I admit I have made the grave mistake of backing up all my research and writing in one place... You know it! On that thumb drive.

Every PhD student knows this is a very big no-no. But you see, I've really only just started work and I and had plans of buying a portable hard drive, and also backing everything up on drop box (when I either pay to expand my already busting-at-the-seams account or create a new account (which would be my third dropbox account).

I guess it is good the little ratbagcherub (whichever boy he is) stole my thumb drive this early in the piece. I can retrieve my patheti…