31 May 2012

Thankful Thursday - Home Safe and Sound

I spoke to Par on the phone this morning. He and Nonna were on the last leg of their overseas trip: the train ride from the airport home.

Today I'm thankful that they had a fantastic trip in Scandinavia over the past three weeks and that they're home safe. I'm looking forward to hearing their stories. The MissyMoos have missed them and are looking forward to seeing them soon (not just for the presents they're bringing back!).

I've missed them too, but not in the helping with childcare/babysitting department. We've actually done fine in that department, which makes me feel good, because sometimes I worry that I ask too much of them in helping out from time to time. I've missed them dropping in and having a chat, playing with the MissyMoos and just generally spending a bit of time together. It's so funny how relationships with your parents change over the years. But no matter what stage of life I'm in, their love is constant. And for that, I am thankful.


Linking up with Kate from kate says stuff for Thankful Thursday

30 May 2012

Kidspeak gems: MissyMoo1

A conversation this morning between myself and the two bigger MissyMoos (dah, the little one doesn't talk yet):

F: MissyMoo2, did you take your socks to the dirty washing basket? (Referring to socks lying on the lounge room floor)
MissyMoo1: She was going to but she got distracted.
F: Who does that sound like? (Referring to MissyMoo1's lack of focus in all things relating to tasks given to her by her parents)
MissyMoo1: You.

Touché.

Kidspeak gems: MissyMoo1

MissyMoo1 (5) was talking about make-believe this morning:

"Unicorns are make-believe. Fairies are real."

28 May 2012

Eurovision in Oz

I'm a little tired. I haven't had much sleep lately. You would think it would have something to do with two out of three children waking up coughing in the middle of the night. Maybe it did, a little. But the main reason for my fatigue in recent days has been my late nights listening to Europop.

Yes, I admit it. I'm a Eurovision junkie.

I LOVE EUROVISION!!!

I'm not one of those jump-on-the-bandwagon-now-that-SBS-has-made-a-big-deal-of-it-and-it-trends-on-Twitter types. No, I've been into Eurovision for at least 15 years, probably longer (now that I'm in my thirties the years seem to be hazily merging into one another). Some might think this is sad. But Eurovision makes me happy.

I remember watching it as a teenager and, in the days before the results were easily accessible on the internet, staying up late to find out which country was the winner. My parents indulged my passion by allowing me to do so, even on a school night. I remember being about 16 years old, watching the results in my lounge room, the television flashing with Euro-lighting while the rest of the house was dark with slumbering family members. I used to daydream about singing in Eurovision for Italy one day (that country being the closest (tenuous) link I could claim to having with Europe).

This weekend I was fortunate enough to be able to watch it 3. nights. in. a. row!

And it didn't disappoint. There was the funky, the dodgy, ballads and beats. It was a spectacle. Everything Eurovision should be. And I get to prolong/relive the enjoyment, as I have a birthday coming up...

24 May 2012

Kidspeak gems: MissyMoo2

MissyMoo2 (2) today while we were baking together:

"Baddies don't like cupcakes".

That is all.

Thankful Thursday: Baby Bjorn

Thankful Thursday has worked its magic again. I wasn't feeling particularly thankful this morning; not grumpy, just not marvelling at the wonder of beauty around me, blah blah blah. But I was determined to keep up this Thankful Thursday thingy so I made myself think thankful thoughts.

I love our Baby Bjorn. It has brought so much relief to our family over the years. We were late starters with it, only buying one when we had MissyMoo2 (2), our second child. She had reflux, so it was a miracle way of getting her to sleep while still being able to manage our then-toddler MissyMoo1 (5). Then, when MissyMoo3 (7 months) was in the pavlik harness for her hips, it was again a miracle way of getting her to sleep or just settle her, when I needed to use my hands for other things.

I haven't used it much lately though. Since MissyMoo3 started sitting up, it has just been easier to put her in the little stroller. In fact, the little stroller comes out everywhere we go, leaving redundant the Baby Bjorn and the big-mother-of-a-three-wheeler-pram-with-toddler-seat. Or so I thought...

We've had a few germs in our house in recent days. MissyMoo3 is recovering from her cold, but MissyMoo2 is still at the tired, sniffly stage - the stage at which it's even too much to ask to get her to walk one block to MissyMoo1's bus stop. Ordinarily, I would have brought out the big-mother-of-a-three-wheeler-pram-with-toddler-seat in this situation for MissyMoo3 and MissyMoo2 to share. But no. The big-mother-of-a-three-wheeler-pram-with-toddler-seat is out of action at the moment awaiting minor repairs that I just haven't gotten around to doing.

So yesterday afternoon, out came the trusty Baby Bjorn. (I'm thankful for my slackness at not listing it for sale on eBay yet - might have to put that on the backburner for a while). MissyMoo3 looks out on the world in that, MissyMoo2 plonks into the little stroller and MissyMoo1 walks. And it works. But only because it's a short distance to walk. I'm also thankful that the bus stop isn't too far away from home!


Linking up with kate says stuff for Thankful Thursday.

22 May 2012

It's a good life


I'm feeling just a little jealous of that cat of ours right now...

20 May 2012

Breakfast

What's for breakfast? Last night's dessert.
What?

Wiggly developments

How's my timing? Very soon after my Wiggly blog post, came this article about a very new line-up for the Wiggles commencing in the new year.

I'm really happy that we got to see the original four before this announcement.

As with when Sam left the group, I have seen many opinions expressed about it on the interwebs, from positive, to scathing, and some in between.

Seriously, I think people just need to cool down a bit! Kids are resilient and they will be fine getting used to the new Wiggles. The old songs and dvds are still there; the new ones will have a new look, sound and style. So what? The kids might have a few questions about it, but if parents/carers answer them rationally and simply, most of the kids will nod, shrug their shoulders and get on with it. If we think the kids can't handle it, then we're not giving our children nearly enough credit.

The guys have been doing this for over 20 years. Retirement was bound to happen. The characters and the blue wiggle will still be there to keep some continuity. At least they're not folding the group completely. They're still going to be making kids smile, sing and dance with their music. Surely that's the most important thing.

17 May 2012

Back to work...

As I mentioned in today's Thankful Thursday post, it has dawned on me that my days as a stay at home mum are numbered. Literally. There are only 26 days until my first day back at work.

For the most part, I'm excited about it, for a variety of different reasons: getting out of the house, feeling a different sense of worth in addition to that which I (usually) feel as a mother, generating a bit of extra income, having something else to talk about apart from the kids. I'm looking forward to opening a new chapter of our lives unbroken by maternity leave, to settling into a new routine. The best bit is that my job is part-time. Having done the full-time at home mum, full-time working mum and part-time working mum at different stages of my life, I am certain that going back to work part-time is the best scenario for me and for our family.

While I'm generally feeling positive about this next stage of our lives commencing, part of me is of course a little anxious. I've been away from the workforce for 9 months (actually my shortest stint away between babies), this is my last planned break from work and I think I'm lacking a bit of confidence about getting into it. I know that an interesting and challenging role awaits me and it's something I'm looking forward to doing - I feel so lucky to be able to do it - and yet I'm nervous. While most of me is looking forward eagerly, a little bit of me is looking back sadly.

So the upshot is that I'm a mixed bag of conflicting emotions. But one thing is for sure. For the next few weeks, I'm going to lap it up. I'm going to go shopping some days, do morning tea with the little MissyMoos and have other days at home in my pjs only getting changed into trackies to pick MissyMoo1 (5) up from the bus stop of an afternoon.

And as a side note, don't be surprised if you notice a slowdown in the blogging department in a few weeks' time, at least while we adjust to the new dynamics of our family life.

Thankful Thursday

Is it Thursday again already? Yay, I've managed to remember two weeks in a row!

Today I'm thankful for my Hubby - generally speaking, of course, but more specifically because of the extra responsibilities he's taking on at home. (The way to a mum's heart is via the vacuum cleaner!)

With my return to work imminent (more on that in a not-too-distant-future post), starting this week Hubby and I have been re-jigging the home responsibilities to help with "balance". Hubby takes MissyMoo1 (5) to the bus stop in the mornings for school and is cooking two nights per week (he is so awesome, just sayin').

So now I find myself leading a charmed life, in which I am doing less at home than I'm used to doing, but not yet back at my paid job. And it feels great.

16 May 2012

Crazy Talk

Another day, another bloggy gimmick.

Sometimes I find myself saying the most ridiculous things, usually as a function of being a parent (but not always!). So, I thought I would add another "series" of posts about the crazy stuff that comes out of my mouth sometimes.

This morning's crazy talk: "Too much singing and not enough holding the Weetbix box"!

15 May 2012

Mother's Day Mixer

I got quite a few beautiful, home-made and school-made presents for Mother's Day. Here is my purchased one in action:


It is awesome!

I hadn't baked in a while so I did a packet mix. When I get my confidence up, I'll try something from scratch.

14 May 2012

Cool Stuff I Get To Do Because I Have Kids: Wiggle!

As I mentioned in my Thankful Thursday post, MissyMoo2 (2), MissyMoo3 (7 months) and I recently rocked out at a Wiggles concert.

MissyMoo2 had been to one once before, although she was too little to remember it. I had taken MissyMoo1 (5) to a few back in the day, so I was looking forward to this one. In addition to getting out of the house and listening to a band on stage (okay, a kiddy band, but I'll take what I can get these days), I was excited because this was my first Wiggles concert with ... (drumroll) ... Greg Wiggle!

Sam was great. The concerts with him were fun and energetic, and he really does have an amazing voice. All of our previoius live Wiggles experiences involved him.

But...

We also owned a lot of the old, pre-Sam, dvds. It was fantastic to see Greg up on stage with the rest of the Wiggles and singing some of the old favourites as well as a few new numbers. It had a bit more of a band feel to it (I keep thinking of the "Blues Brothers" line: "We're putting the band back together").

The music was great and, as usual, there were some jokes in there for the grown-ups including the obligatory mention of Henry the Octopus' tenticles.

MissyMoo2 is quite shy. She's not the kind of kid to dance around. She stood up pretty much the whole time with a couple of fingers in her mouth, staring at the stage. But she enjoyed it. She did NOT want to sit down! MissyMoo3 had a ball too - she was bopping around on my knee, squealing and whacking me. I have a feeling she'll be the dancing-in-the-concert type when she's a toddler.


12 May 2012

Why Geelong won't win another premiership

The Crows smashed the Cats today, so I feel it is timely for me to say my piece.


I am a Geelong Cats supporter in the AFL. I have never lived in Geelong, in fact, I have never lived in Victoria, but I have always supported the Cats. I wasn't even tempted to change my allegiences when I lived in Sydney for a time. My mum and her family settled in Geelong when they came to Australia from Italy, which is when the Cats barracking began.

I have been to only one AFL match, which was Cats v Swans in Sydney in 2005 - before the Cats got good. But, I have watched many on tv.

I lived my childhood in AFL disappointment. I remember the bitter disappointment of the '89 grand final and then the same feeling of hope turning to despair in '95.

In 2007, I dared not dream. But then ... I dared just a little bit. And then rejoiced! In 2008, I was a little down, but triumph in 2009 helped me to bury that with a new wave of euphoria.

I developed a theory. A theory which I still hold true to this day. It is a theory which gave me certainty that the Cats would be again victorious in the 2011 grand final (which they were). It is a simple hypothesis:

  • MissyMoo1 was born in November 2006. The first AFL grand final following her birth = Geelong victory.
  • MissyMoo2 was born in June 2009. The first AFL grand final following her birth = Geelong victory.
  • MissyMoo3 was born in September 2011 (only a matter of days before the big game). The first AFL grand final following her birth = Geelong victory.

It's simple. Whenever I have a baby, thereupon follows a Cats premiership.

Here's the thing: Hubby and I aren't planning on having any more kidlets. So Cats, I'm afraid your premiership-winning days are over ... for this generation at least. I won't be changing my allegiance, but I'm not expecting anything special.

MissyMoo1's school scarf

Recently I mentioned I would be knitting MissyMoo1 a scarf for school. Well, this morning I finished it:



(Obviously it's longer than this but I folded it into quarters so it would fit neatly in the photo).

It's maroon, which is one of MissyMoo1's school colours. I darned her name into the end of it, but it doesn't look great - kind of as if MissyMoo1 did that bit herself - but at least nobody else can claim it, as there were no tags to write her name on.

She loves it. She was chuffed that I went to the effort to knit it for her :-)

Una sciarpa


Ho lavorato a maglia questa sciarpa per la prima Signorina:


L'ho finito stamattina. E' lo stesso colore del maglione della sua uniforme scolastica. La prima Signora √® contenta - l'ha voluto portare questo pomeriggio ma faceva troppo caldo!

10 May 2012

Thankful Thursday: First go

One of the blogs I follow (kate says stuff) hosts a "Thankful Thursday" post. I think this is a brilliant idea. It's easy to complain about, make fun of, or take for granted things in our lives, but it should be just as easy to be thankful for them "out loud".

I'll try to keep this up each week. As this is my first Thankful Thursday post, it might be a bit long. I'll start with the bigger picture and work my way down to specifics:

  1. I'm thankful for my husband. Hubby is awesome in so many ways. He's all the husband, love, friend and father to our kids I could wish for.
  2. I'm thankful for my MissyMoos. They're cute, clever and make my heart melt when I look at them.
  3. I'm thankful for my parents. They're heading overseas today. I'm thankful that they're able to do things like that for themselves and so thankful for all the help they give us (which I'm sure I'll really miss over the next few weeks!)
  4. I'm thankful for my house. I whinge about it a lot, but it's home and I wouldn't want to be anywhere else (so ner people who wouldn't buy it 18 months ago - you did us a favour!!).
  5. I'm thankful for my job: that I have one to go back to in a few weeks, that it's a job I enjoy, that it's part-time and that it's with people I get along well with.
  6. I'm thankful for MissyMoo1 (5)'s school, MissyMoo2 (2) and MissyMoo3's (7 months) playgroup and our church: that it's a real feeling of community and that we have made some very close friends through them. Although we no longer have a parish priest at the moment, I'm sure our community spirit and care for one another will keep the parish going through difficult times and that things will settle down in the end.
  7. I'm thankful for my friends, old and new, in-person and blogrific. They make my world go around.
  8. I'm thankful for the Wiggles. They gave us fantastic entertainment this morning (more on this in another post!)
  9. I'm thankful for all three MissyMoos playing happily together without fighting while I got organised for the school run and our Wiggly outing this morning.
  10. I'm thankful for seeing where my earring landed on the floor this morning so I didn't have to go searching for it while I was rushing to get dressed.
That'll do for now. I'll have to save up some things for next week!

09 May 2012

Early Mother's Day Gift

Yesterday afternoon when she got home from school, MissyMoo1 (5) went to her room to do some colouring in. She had been in there for a little while so I called out to her. She told me she was fine and that she was busy. A couple of minutes later, she emerged from her room with this:



MissyMoo1 brought tears of joy to my eyes two afternoons in a row.

I love you too, MissyMoo1 xx

08 May 2012

Kidspeak Gems: MissyMoo2

I was in the car with MissyMoo2 (2) and MissyMoo3 (7 months) the other day while MissyMoo1 (5) was having her piano lesson. It was nice and quiet: I was reading a book, MissyMoo3 was asleep and MissyMoo2 was eating chippies. Then, out of the blue, MissyMoo2 declared:

"I just LOVE pink!"

Kidspeak Gems: MissyMoo1

MissyMoo1 (5) was a bit sad yesterday morning when I left her at school. It is the first time all year that we had tears. Not in a big way, just a few welling up in her eyes, but still, the poor girl was very sad. (I wasn't completely surprised, as we'd had a big weekend and she had been riding an emotional rollercoaster all morning).

Last night I asked her why she had been sad in the morning when I dropped her off at school and her response was: "Because I just love you so much."

Then it was my turn to have tears welling up in my eyes.

07 May 2012

Ballerina

MissyMoo1 (5) started ballet lessons last week.

As most little girls do, she has always enjoyed dancing around the lounge room and she and MissyMoo2 (2) will often do little "shows" for me as I sit on the couch. As with piano, Hubby and I had been thinking about starting her for a little while, but didn't really know where to go or what to do. We also wanted to go easy on the "activities" at the start of the year.

After a couple of phone inquiries, it all happened rather quickly. Within a couple of days, MissyMoo1 was attending her first lesson. She loved it! She loves dressing up in her ballet uniform - a pale pink leotard with a little skirt over the top. She loved dancing. As well as being able to dress and dance like a ballerina once a week, MissyMoo1 also gets to do it all with many of her friends - there are around five other girls from her year at school who do the same ballet class.

It's more running around with MissyMoo2 and MissyMoo3 (7 months) being dragged along. But, with lessons being held in the same location as a play centre, I don't think they mind at all!


03 May 2012

Grey hair

I was brushing my hair on the weekend and felt a hair come out from the root. I knew from the feeling what colour it would be. Normal hair just molts, but the really course ones, the ones you can feel the pull of when they leave your head, they're greys.

This one wasn't grey though. It was white from root to tip.

I'm not a stranger to white hairs. My first few were discovered at the tender age of 25, a few months after MissyMoo1 (5) was born. Coincidence? I think not, given that experience. I was at the hairdresser having my hair straightened for my sister-in-law's wedding (Aunty J), when the hairdresser said excitedly: "Ooh, I found a grey hair! I'll just pull it out for you!" Unsure whether to be more unsettled by her apparent delight at finding a grey hair or at pulling it out for me, I was aghast to find when she handed it to me that it was white from root to tip.

A couple of minutes later, while I was still contemplating my lost youth and mortality in general, another squeal of delight accompanied another discovery. That one was pulled too.

Then: "Oh, there's heaps more, I'd better not pull any more out."

You'd better not, I'd rather be grey than bald, I thought. "Okay, thanks," I said politely trying to twist my scowl into a wry smile.

Over the past few years I have wondered whether to commence colouring my hair. A few rinses as a teenager and one semi-permanent colour as an adult is all I've had done in that department in the past. I've shied away from it and put it off for as long as possible. I like my natural hair colour. It's part of who I am. I was even pleased that my natural blonde streaks had reappeared towards the end of summer. But upon further reflection, maybe they weren't blonde at all ...

02 May 2012

Cool Stuff I Get To Do Because I Have Kids: Make Up New Traditions

One of the (many) things I love doing as our family grows and grows up is enjoying family traditions together.

Some traditions are timeless and borrowed from mine or Hubby's families growing up, including blowing out candles on a birthday cake at birthdays, roast dinner on a Sunday and religious customs.

Others are traditions which we have started for our own family. For at least three years now we have put reindeer food out on the lawn on Christmas Eve. Another one of our family traditions which has been going on for that long is an Easter egg hunt on Easter Sunday morning.

Last week, it was ANZAC day, and this year we did something new. We lit a fire in the backyard. It was our first fire. (Well, technically, that isn't true, as there was a bonfire at our housewarming party when I was pregnant with MissyMoo1 (5) which involved drunken men and palm fronds. I stayed inside for that one.) It was our first family fire. MissyMoo1 and MissyMoo2 (2) had a great time collecting sticks and enjoying the sunshine in the yard. MissyMoo3 (7 months) played on and with the grass. The Fat Cat was intrigued. Hubby was happy because it cleared up the yard. I was happy enjoying the fire, the sunshine and taking photos.

Started first time - Hubby is awesome!



Smokin'



Guard cat.


We called it our first inaugural family ANZAC Day fire. We might remember to do it again next year!
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