So long, farewell!

Okay so not quite in the Julie Andrews style...

But seeya round like a fruit loop!Catchya round like a rissole! Seeya later chip potata! Catchya on the flip side. Ooroo!

We are heading north tonight. In 1 hour Daz comes home from work. He will hitch it up to our car and off we go!!
Tonight we are gonna crash - not literally I hope - at Port Augusta.
Or better known by the Adelaidians as "Porta Gutta"

Gotta go... Steve (brother) is telling me a great story... he just got home from a game of golf and got a birdie... LITERALLY!!! He killed abird with a golf ball. Nice one!!!

4 more sleeps!

4 more sleeps and we are heading off in our CV to the top of Australia and back again! I am sooooo excited!!!

Yesterday I had my bestie, Bec and her hubby around for the last hurrah. We had dinner together... I attempted some gourmet stuff to make it last till we meet again. It was loads of fun... untill Bec started to talk about missing me... then my heart dissappeared into the pit of my stomach, and there it has stayed.
My eyes burn and my throat swells when I think of my poor Bec all alone in a strange city.... but luckily for my breathing, Bec makes friends VERY easily, so she won't be alone for long.
They held their farewell bash in the city on Friday night, it was a cocktail party. Daz had bought me a lovely top I was eyeing off on Thursday so I had a lovely top to wear. Loads of people commmented on it... that and my hair. And the next day I went to the hair dressers and got it all cut off! It's very short, textured and spiky... I love it!!! I will put a pic of it on here one day, when I get one.

Today I went to see the specialist about my foot. He couldn't come up with anything definate... just a few guesses. So I have to see a rhemotologist.. to check if I have rheumatoid or however you spell it, arthritus. (As mum would say Arthur Ritus)
Hope I don't....

I've started yet another new hobby - digital scrapbooking. My fried Jo has been very helpful and I've been dabbling cautiously, only to find that it's soooo cool!! I cant botch it up!! There is an undo button!! :) It's certainly different to paper scrapping. So in the world of scrappers, I am a bi-scrapper!

When I finish my last piece, I will put it on here for you to have a gander at.

I don't think I will be writing until I get back from the Northern Territory, so next entry will be huge, telling you all about our adventures up there. Mop is excited about seeing Ayres Rock and swimming in the hot springs which will be "like a bath!"

So farewell loyal readers, and the people who stumble on in here, I'll see you in a few weeks!

MWAH!!

But it's what you do with it.....

I gave Elijah his rice cereal today, and decided to add some apple.
Well today he demolished the whole lot off, he hardly spat any out... didn't waste a drop of it!! Usually he spits out some rice cereal and he never finishes the bowl... well today he did. Guess he likes apple....

Will be boiling up some carrots tonight when I do the roast and puree them and see what he thinks about that!

11 more sleeps untill we go off caravanning to the NT. I am starting to dig out some summery stuff for the warmer climates. I went shopping on saturday and got some awesome bargains - some shops were clearing out their summer stock.

I realised just how many clothes I DON'T have... I put away all the clothes that no longer fit me... My prepregnancy body will not back. I will sag for the rest of my life so I may as well get used to it. So I put them away and left the clothes that fit me..... lets just say I have ALOT of coat hangers LOL and my drawers were empty... Now they have a few bits in them so I can be presentable.

Yesterday at church, Daz was talking to a mate about what he was up to, and the poor kid is bored witless. He is waiting for a course to start up and so he has nothing else to do. He offered to do some jobs for us.... well I think he might not be bored for much longer. We have given him all the jobs that we don't have any time to do! Starting with weed spraying and fixing Mops tramp... then on Wednesday he is going to come back and paint the pergolas... then there is the retaining wall to build and other odds and ends to do. He's a treasure!! Some of these jobs have been waiting to be done for a while, and we just don't have the time!!

Phooey! E has obviously filled his drawers... I can smell something... ODD!! LOL

Seeya round...

Because today is OUR Independence Day

Thursday - 15th June - Elijah worked out that his hands are for more than shoving into his gob. He reached for things and grabbed them and then put the object in his gob!

Friday - 16th June - Elijah discovered the joy of blowing raspberries and had bubbles of spit all over his face and his jumpsuit got drenched.

Caitlin took another step forward to that ever-looming place of childhood. She has a job chart on her cuboard. And every day we look at it together and do the jobs together, it also has her routine on there so she knows that everyday she has to get dressed, make her bed, feed the pets etc etc
This morning I got out her clothes for her to wear for the day, came back 5 minutes later to see that her PJ's were no where to be found.
"Where are your PJ's?"
"Under the pillow."
She put them away WITHOUT ME!! I didnt have to remind her, nag her or anything. She just put them away.
Next I hear the sliding door open, and her nappy nowhere to be found. She put her nappy in the outside bin WITHOUT ME!!!
Then she tells me she needs to brush her teeth, so I give her some toothpaste on her tootbrush and watch in amazement as she brushes her teeth, spits out the paste, rinses her mouth out with water, puts her toothbrush back, gets down and tells me she needs her hair brushed.
My mouth fell open in shock... she just did most of her morning jobs/routine without my help. What a grown up girl she is becomming. I didn't quite know what to do with myself... I am so used to devoting at least an hour every morning, telling her what to do, helping her with things... and this morning she just did it on her own. Part of me rejoices in the knowledge that she will not rely on me forever to keep telling her what to do... and part of me mourns the passing of her complete reliance on me.

Solids and such

4:13pm - 14th June 2006 Elijah had his first mouthful of Rice Cereal.

4:22 pm I had this conversation with Caitlin.

C "Mummy what's that?"
M "It's rice cereal"
C "Caitlin want some.."
M "You won't like it chook."
C "I will. I do. I want some."
M "okay then"

I gave her a small spoon ful. I wish I had a camera... her expression was priceless... she looked utterly disgusted!! She didn't ask for anymore... I am not surprised!

And you shall call her....

Charli

We have named our pup. Her name is Charli.
Caitlin loves it
Daz loves it
Elijah has no say since all he can do is drool, squeal and throw up
and I love it of course.

It's a girl!!

 

Meet the newest member of our family.
No name as yet, born 9th May to a Mrs Rusty Cavalier Spaniel and Mr Stud Labradour.
Adopted by us.
Will be coming to live with us once she is old enough to leave her mother. We will be picking her up the day we come home from the NT. She will be just 9 weeks old then.
Caitlin can't wait.

The first meeting of our new baby.
Little Miss came over to Caitlin and clambered up her chest, which frightened Caitlin at first. She was overtired and not coping well the the excitement and apprehension of dealing with a tiny puppy.
Then Little Miss came to me, and snuggled into my fluffy scarfe and bit into my jumper... I can still smell the divine smell of puppy breath on my jumper.
The other puppies completely ignored us, and so Little Miss chose us.
Daz just took photos... he's not really ready to play the proud father just yet.

So it's a toss up between these names:
Jessie
Molly
Charli

I really like Charli
Caitlin really likes Molly and Charli
Daz really likes them all... so we are no closer to making a decision. We have 5 weeks to think about it.

She is darker than her sibblings and has a white spot on her nose. She cries and snuggles... awww..

Will fill you in more when we bring her home. 

Guess God had other ideas

Guess what!? My sister in law is pregnant again! YAY!....
Well it's a bit of a story! Poor blossom. She had her last baby 6 months ago. Maddie.. anyway the deal was that Pete and Deb weren't going to have any more kids. I guess Pete should have got the snip, because WOOPSY!! Deb is up the duff once more. She was pretty shocked, and pretty upset but she only allowed her to cry for one day, then she got on with it. She called a midwife and burst into tears because I think the realisation of it all... the midwife insensetively asked if Deb wanted an abortion. Deb told her where to go. Good on ya Deb!
Deb is just about 8 weeks along and is pretty happy about the coming arrival. She is a bit scared, and tired... after all she is doing a Uni course in nursing plus she has 2 kids to look after. Deb has her work cut out for her.
Pete, my insensetive git of a brother - I love him really, keeps teasing her about having triplets.
Her older sister, I feel like slapping. Deb told her she was pregnant and she just looked at her, "WELL DEBBIE, WHAT am I going to do with your dress?" This older sister is getting married at the end of the year. Deb didn't get pregnant to inconvenience her... selfish cow.
When Deb told me, my eyes widened and my heart sunk - not in sadness, but in pity. Poor Deb. Barely over breastfeeding and she is up the duff again. Oh well, I guess this extra bubba was in God's plan...
Anyway I am going to be an Aunty once again! By the time that one is born it will be my turn to have a baby! We gotta keep providing playmates for our kids! LOL

Turning your thoughts to the weather. It's barely winter, and its FREEZING!! I can't cope with 1 degrees overnight. My nose gets cold, my fingertips turn blue and I just feel miserable. Luckily for me Daz makes a killer hot Milo or cuppa tea, so it warms me up.

Some sad news, my best friend of 10 years is moving away to Brisbane... really soon. I was doing a really good job of pretending it wasnt happening and trying not to think about it. I dropped Bec home Tuesday night and saw a big For Sale sign in front of her house. I felt like crying.
The plus side is that I can go visit her dragging our little caravan with us, and we can hang out in the awesome places along the coast. I'll miss her like crazy. Seems like something is happening in my life. I am having a huge shake up. Guess God doesn't want me to get too settled and too comfortable. My Pastor is retiring, Kym left me to go to Canada to be with her boyfriend, Bec is leaving to live interstate. (I'm jealous. I would love to move interstate. Just to have a change.) Friendships are changing, I sometimes feel like I am being left behind. What's going on?

One thing I can remember is that just because people leave, we can still love each other across the miles. It's not as if they are moving to Mars. I can still email, write letters, call etc. Bec is such a big part of my life... not only as my best friend but she and Nicky (Nick - her hubby) are my kids godparents. If we cark it, they get our kids. Mop loves them both so much. As soon as we step into church she is pointing to Nick and Bec on stage and yelling out to them!

Okay better stop now before I depress myself.
The photo at the top of the page is us when we went away to a B&B all together for hers and Mop's birthday.

I'm gonna tell the world!

Part of Elijah's 21st speech...

When Elijah was almost 4 months old, he developed the (insert our last name here) sense of humour. WEIRD!! Elijah would have episodes called "the grunties" which sounded like he was immitating a motor cross race. His little face would go red and he would be concentrating on his task.
When it was time for me to clean up his little effort, I would take off his nappy - and before I could comment on the green slop that covered the nappy, and nether regions. He would laugh. Yup... he developed the typical boy grossness rather early I must say. But it didn't stop there... as I was wiping it up, he would giggle. I hated to break it to him, but I guess he would find out later, that everybody poos, and everybody has grunties.... and it isn't something to be proud of. In fact when you are forced to wipe your butt with sandpaper toilet paper, you will curse the bowel movement.

The banshee returns

That's right folks, my son the banshee has managed to scream himself into hysteria for most of the afternoon. He had tears rolling down his cheeks, he was hiccupping that pathetic little way, you know when they have been crying forever. The poor mite gave himself wind from gulping air.

And do you know what? It's all my fault. He couldn't or WOULDN'T go to sleep. He became overtired. And do you know why? Because I didn't wrap him....
I figured eh what the heck? He fights it and struggles with it, why not make his life easier and just put him without the straight jacket on. Well it turns out he LIKES the straight jacket. He likes to have something to fight before drifting off into slumber.
Now I know....

You would think though, that since I have an almost three year old, that I would know this stuff. You would think, yeah, she's a second time mother, she would have some clue. I swear that being pregnant for the second time wiped any education I received from Mop... it's like being a first time Mum. Complete with the break downs and the sobs of "I don't know what to do"... and that's me being the banshee this time! LOL

Other than that it has been a very average day. Jo cheered me up though which was nice. Just one small sentence/joke and I dissolved into fits of laughter. I had tears of mirth on my cheeks - legend Jo!! And I can't remember what the one-liner was.... but geeze it was hillarious.

Tomorrow I am very excited about tomorrow. Tomorrow morning I will be glad to get out of bed early... we are going to collect our caravan!!! I am STOKED!! YAY! Now I just need to find a place to break it in. Wish it was warmer, we could have gone to the beach. If we go there now, we will be blasted with the arctic wind.

Well I am struggling to stay awake here. Daz is at a board meeting STILL and it's 11:10pm. I am going to bed, and he can jolly well sleep on the couch. WHAT board meeting goes for that long??? What are they trying to decide??? The future of our country??? NOoooooo.... Well when Aunty takes over as Pastor, trust me, late board meetings WILL NOT HAPPEN.... she likes to be in bed at 10pm.

Right off to SMS Daz once again....

Jetsetters

Well what an utterly EXHAUSTING weekend! We spent it in Perth. We left Adelaide mid afternoon and the kids were excellent. Caitlin didn't even get worried when we were taking off. Mum and I were holding hands, she was crying, and I was yabbering about happy memories, trying to keep both our minds off the terror we were feeling. Elijah slept through the whole taking off thing, so he wasn't phased.
We went to Perth and lived a very confusing weekend! We decided to stick to Adelaide times regarding the kids routines. It was just too hard to change it then change back 2 days later. So they went to bed 6oclock Perth time, but 7:30 Adelaide time. Mop woke up in the middle of the night, and thought that it would be a good time to play with Nanny (my Mum) Mum couldn't stop laughing at her, and so when I went in, they were both bright eyed and busy tailed. Caitlin drank and drank untill she vommited. So we were changing sheets and clothes. Then we put Mop back to bed, and Mum dozed on teh couch while i fed Elijah. I couldn't sleep, so when it was time to get up 6am Perth time, I was throwing up and my irritable bowel had kicked in. I had vertigo and was generally unwell. Oh well....
We went to AqWA World or something like that and it was just wonderful. It's a huge aquarium where you get to see some awesome life that you wouldn't normally sea since it's under the ocean. Sharks swam over my head, I petted a very friendly sting ray and handled some awesome sea creatures.
We then had the wedding to go to, the whole reason we were actually in Perth. Never in my LIFE have I seen a bride rock up early to her own wedding. We were running late since we weren't familiar with the area and got totally lost! We arrived to the ceremony and it was half over!! Never mind, it was beautiful what I did see... But when we got back to the carpark, our rental car had been broken into! NOT HAPPY JAN! Scumbags!! They must have been disturbed because our digi camera was still in the seat compartment thingy...
The reception was lovely - even if I did sit across from the most opinionated, snobby aroggant KING! The idiot thought Playboy was intellectual... need I say more? I sat next to a lovely lady - Leah her name was!! Same as mine!! Anyway she was interested in the English Monarchy - especially Queen Elizabeth 1 and King Henry IIV as well!! How stoked was I? So we had a few things to talk about. Her hubby is a Port Adelaide supporter, just like me and he was an outback country guy so we had some things in common.
The speeches were flawless and touching. The food BEA-UUU-TIFUL!! The reception was in a restraunt on the docks of fremantle. We were seated where we could see the clear waters and all the lovely yachts. I was exhasuted at the end, nad because we were still on SA time, we were there till gone 1am... and considering how much sleep I didn't get the night before... i was shattered!!
The next day Mum and I went down the main mall and was utterly disgusted that Sunday trading in teh WA starts at midday!!! WHAT THE?? So we had coffee while Daz went to a brunch the bride and groom were holding to show off teh kids.
We then went to a lovely park - Kings Park. Where there was excellent equipment for little ones and a great cafe where we had lunch.
Then we headed off to the airport, where a little tired Elijah screamed and screamed. 10 minutes before we boarded teh plane, he fell asleep.
We had to wake him because the pram had to be loaded onto the plane. We boarded and started to feed him. Then we had to endure teh whole taking off thing all over again. It was a bit rougher because of the clouds... but we survived. Mum cried again and I crapped on about Katherine, NT.
Elijah screamed and screamed after his feed. Overtired and grouchy. But as soon as an airhostess took him (I nearly threw him to her!!) he shut up and was happy as larry, flirting with the girls and being oh so charming. At least I got to eat my dinner.... I was in tears though. Mum was sympathetic.. Little turd! I probably looked like an incompetent mother!!
When I got him back, he went to sleep on the seat next to me and Mum and I chatted some more. Then the awful descent began. I swear my stomach dropped and seeing the plane go down on an angle... I was praying "Dear God, dont make THIS QUANTAS plane be the first one to crash."
I hated landing at Adelaide Airport int eh dark. I hate not seeing much. I hate flying. Thankgoodness we can't afford to fly much and do more driving holidays. If I never fly again, I won't miss it!

Anyway it was a late night, the kids and Daz and I got to bed about 1am. The kids slept in of course the next day and I was pleased about that!

My next question is... WHO is reading my BLOG? I thought only Jo and Daz read it!! I put a counter on my BLOG yesterday and today there are 6 visitors already!! WHO??

Speak up!! Make yourself known!! :)
Not that I care that you read it... I am surprised actually, with all my dribble. It's a wonder you lot aren't bored to tears!

Radioactive Mum!

Yesterday was the weirdest day in ages.
I had some bone scans done on my feet. I've been having some unexplained pain in my right foot for some time. So I get injected with some stuff, and have my legs and feet put into unnatural positions for AGES... nearly die from the pain, and then go home.. where I can't hold or cuddle my children. Apparently I had too much radiation coming from my body from that needle and the scanning and it wasn't good for the kids. So Daz stayed home and played Mum, while I wished with all my heart I could gather my babies into my arms and hold them close. How do you explain radiation to a toddler???

Elijah rolled over today. Clever boy!!! He is such a funny boy. I gave him some tummy time today, and laid down with him as usual, trying to get him to look at me. Usually he just lays his head on the mat and doesn't even bother lifting his head. Or he bawls and put his face into the mat. Today he propped himself up, lifting himself with his arms, neck and shoulders and grinned at me. Then he decided that it was enough tummy time and he lurched himself over. I popped him back on his tummy to see if it was a fluke, but it wasn't. He looked at me with the face of a "Mum, would you quit it already!?" and rolled over once more. How proud I am of him!! Such a clever boy!!

Tomorrow we are all jet setting off to perth for Glenn's wedding. Daz and him grew up together as kids. Caitin is soooo excited about going on a plane. My Mum is coming with us to babysit the tots while we go to the wedding. Mum is such a treasure. I think I'll keep her... :)

Caitlin is a keeper too. We are slowly starting to understand that it's NOT okay to say no, and that it's not okay to disobey. She is quick to apologise when I call her up on it, but I have to be consistent, otherwise she will bulldoze all over me.
She's such a bright thing. We were in the shops and she was looking at all the words on things around her. I stopped to look at some quilts, and she said "Blaan-ket. Blanket. Mummy that word says Blanket!" I turned to look at what she meant. She read the word blanket. My toddler... not quite three is reading. She read quilt, and she helps me read stories now. It takes a little longer, but she really likes to put her new skills into practice.

Well Elijah is squealing at me to pay some attention to him... so I better, before he hits the roof.

Our first holiday home.

Congratulate us! We are now the proud owners of our very first holiday home. A nice brand spankin new caravan. She is still in the yard, getting some air-conditioning put in so we can travel to hot places at all times of the year and freezing cold places other times of the year.

Our family are great travellers. We drive all over the country side, dragging our kids with us and showing them this great nation we live in. Last time Caitlin didn't cope so well, considering we were packing and unpacking the car almost daily, sleeping in different places, nothing familiar around her... you get the picture. She turned into a little monster for a while. She is such a routined girl and doesn't cope with change that well. So this caravan will hopefully help her cope with our treks. She has the same living space and sleeping space. She has picked her own bed, and her own quilt cover. She will have her own little drawers and cuboards. We have told her the caravan is our little house, and we will take it on holidays with us, wherever we go. I think she likes the idea of that.

Yesterday we spent a few hours, buying quilts, quilt covers, sheet sets, towels, kitchen bits and pieces, dinnerware, and all sorts of other odds and ends. I now have the huge task of washing all the new bedding. Even Elijah got a new sheet set for his tetra snuggle bed. This caravan is 7 berth which means that we can still keep having kids, and they can bring friends. Then one day we will get an annexe that will be fully enclosed and that will be another room for them. When they get a bit older they can sleep out there on these VERY cool fold up bunk beds I have seen in camping shops. It will be like one big slumber party out there!!!

I keep dreaming of all the places I want to visit, and where I want to take my kids. When Daz gets long service leave, I would love to go for a huge drive around Australia, maybe doing the coast? I don't know... but before I die, I want to visit EVERY town in this great nation we call home. From the smallest roadhouse, the the largest cities. I want to see loads of touristy places, I want to taste wine from every wine region, I want to see all the "big" things in Australia eg; The big Pineapple, the Big Apple etc... I want to swim in all the hot springs, I want my kids to see the different landscapes, from snowy mountains to flat hot deserts. I want to see rainforests, beaches, native animals, etc....

Anyway better stop dreaming, I have things to do!!

Good news!

Yesterday I had my appointment with Professor Dekker to find out what my options were about having more babies. GOOD NEWS!! He said I can have more. I can have them naturally/vaginally. Conditions: I will more than likely be induced to keep baby size down. I will not be able to have the baby in the birthing unit, but in the labour ward. He or another senior doctor would like to be delivering the baby and monitoring the baby. If the monitoring so much as hiccups, I will have to have an emergency c-section.

I CAN HAVE MORE BABIES!! YAY!!!
I can at least ATTEMPT to have them naturally.
I can have more gorgeous kids like the two I have.

I asked Caitlin "Would you like to have another baby?"
After careful consideration she replied "Yes, this time maybe we can have a Maddie?"
Maddie is my niece. Guess she wants a sister this time.

I just called, to say, I love you...

My daughter - while I was out feeding the cats, my young technology wise toddler made a video call to her daddy at work on my mobile... in the buff! I left her to get dressed while I was out giving my two felines some TLC and she rang Daddy, maybe to get some fashion advice? It took me AGES and a tutorial from Daz to work out how to make the video call in the first place. And a toddler just instinctively knows what to do?? Not fair.. I bet along with screaming lessons, they have "How to make your parent feel inferior and stupid" and "how to crack the hugest tanty to make your parents look bad and almost die from shame" lessons.

Gotta love video confrencing calls. Daz called me once on a video call, showing me all the types of Lean Cusines in the freezer at Coles so I could make my choice on what I wanted. Caitlin was watching... and saw the price tags... "Daddy's at Coles" Clever cookie.

Another time I called Daz when Elijah was having a huge screaming fit. I didn't say anything, I just pointed the camera at the hissy fitting boy and let him scream at his Daddy..... at work... on a very loud speaker phone. His whole office heard my boy that day.

Anyway better go, the lappies battery is getting low. Another piece of technology that I am sure my toddler will work out how to use and write super dooper programs... at age three, while her mother at age 27 knows how to surf the net, and use microsoft programs and play the SIMS.. that's it.

Super Mum!!!

Today is the first time in months I have felt on top of things! And it's a good feeling! Today I managed to give Caitlin lots of quality time by jumping on the trampoline with her, ran around the back yard, made a crown and a wand for Teddy so he/she can be a princess and play dress ups. I managed to read to Elijah which I have been wanting to do more often. Caitlin loved reading as a baby and she still does.
Not only did I be a good Mum, I managed to do housework as well and have accomplished alot... and all before 1pm!! My house smells nice from clean floors, the toilets are sparkling, the dishes are mostly done, the washing.. well, I blame our nasty weather for that. A week of rain would put a Domestic Goddess behind in her laundry.

So I am feeling good!

Today I told Caitlin that she would no longer need to have a sleep in the afternoon. It is pointless putting her down to sleep, she never does. So she now has "rest time" which is sitting on the bed reading and playing quietly. Ah my first baby is growing up!!

Elijah had his 2 month immunisations on Wednesday. I had to hold his leg out for the nurse to jab him with needles. twice.... and it's not over yet. I have to go back to get the final one on Monday. I cried enough with the two. I held him afterwards, rocking him, and trying to tell him that he would cry more if he got the diseases I am protecting from. His legs was very tender afterwards and I had a job remembering not to hold his thigh. I forgot how much I touch it. When he is feeding, I pat him on the thighs, I grip it to lift his bum off the nappy tab, and when he is feeding on the left side, he lays straight on it.... well I remembered after he stared wailing because I touched his poor leg. Poor blossom. Then yesterday he wasn't very well and wasn't too happy. He had a temperature and wanted to cuddle all the time. As you can probably tell I got zippo done around the place. He still chatted and giggled and smiled at me, but at times he was just miserable.
Today he is back to his angelic self. Chuckling at me when I chat to him, snuggling into me when I give him a cuddle, and back to screaming his head off 10 seconds after he feels his first hunger pang... yup, back to normal.

So today, if it's the only day it ever happens, I was super Mum... oh hang on, I WILL be super mum if I can manage to cook an awesome dinner, without Elijah screaming, and Caitlin getting under my feet.

It's a great feeling.

I've been tagged!

I was tagged by Jo... and this is a weird tagging.... I have to use an ipod, which I don't have, so I might use the radio instead, and use the tunes I have from Itunes on my lappy.I have to use the playing song to answer the question

How does the world see you?
Talk - Coldplay

Will I have a happy life?
I'm a believer - Smash Mouth

What do my friends really think of me?
You Raise me up - Westlife

Do people secretly lust after me?
Walk like a man - the Deltones (I blush, my daughter LOVES 60's/70's tunes!)

How can I make myself happy?
What about me? Shannon Noll

What should I do with my life?
The Prayer - Anthony Callea

WillI ever have children?
Sugar Sugar - The Archies

What is some good advice for me?
Incomplete - Backstreet Boy

How will I be remembered?
La Bamba - Los Lobos

What is my signature song?
Shine - Shannon Noll

What do I think my current theme song is?
Canned Heat - Jamiroquai

What does everyone else think my current theme song is?
What if? Nichole Nordeman

What song will play at my funeral?
It's a shame - Third Day (LOL!)

What type of men/women do I like?
Beautiful Soul - Jessie Macartney

What is my day going to be like?
Every kind of People - Robert Palmer

Mum's Mother's Day Present

Look what I made for my Mum for Mother's Day!!! I am soooo proud of it! She is all into antique old style stuff... we posed for the photos and made them look old and worn. Mum will LOVE it!!

My latest hobby

Family trees!!

I have been working on my family tree this week and its sooo intersting and so much fun. My Nanna is helping me by chasing up her family trying to get as much information as possible to me, she has been sorting through old photos and I think she is pretty excited about it.

I have been having a ball chasing up dead rellies, ripping up old skeletons...

I am FASCINATED about my great great granny "Fan". She has a different name on her tomb stone as what she was christened, she had an illegitimate child - a real hussy! :) Her husband "fell down the stairs" and died on Christmas day. I half wonder if her husband bought her the wrong gift... or otherwise he was drunk as a skunk... coz really, who falls down stairs besides kids?? I don't think he was that old either... anyway... Going to see what I can dig up.

I need to work less on it though, because I keep dreaming about it. And I wake up utterly exhausted... and also exhausted from Daz's talking in his sleep. I reckon I should buy a cattle prod and give it to him when he starts talking. He won't do that more than twice I reckon.

Kids are going great. Elijah is getting so big. Caitlin is just a champ and an angel. I am soo proud of her. We went to friends place for lunch on ANZAC day and she was perfect. She didn't do a think wrong... and I was so proud of her. Friends little boy was a bit of a pain in the bum. He belted my girl across the chest. Nasty piece of work. I dont know why but I feel like flinging him onto Main North Road (major BUSY highway up this end) in peak hour traffic. The protective instinct is coming out in me.... I will just have to watch that boy closely. If he keeps it up, I will be not allowing Caitlin to play with him. He needs to learn to behave and not act violently.

Today we had a major breakthrough. After months and months and months of trying to get Caitlin to not wet her pants, and recognise when she needed to go to the toilet. After months of frustration and countless rolls of paper towels... TODAY she came to me from playing outside. "Mummy, Caitlin needs to go to the toilet" YAY!!
We had changed our approach a bit as well. She was starting to hide when she had done a wee and I thought that was sad, I was making myself unapproachable which I NEVER wanted to be. So we started being sympathetic when she had accidents, and didn't growl and didn't say anything negative. Just encouragement and "maybe next time?" sorts of things.
Well today Caitlin raced to the toilet. She didn't quite make it because her little seat had been taken off. She was very upset about it, but after a cuddle from me and "Never mind. We'll clean it up and get you some dry socks" she seemed to be okay.

Must remember for Elijah - be positive about accidents, even if you want to hit the roof because that is the 8th pair of pants and knickers you have washed that morning, be patient, be kind. It will happen... eventually.

Well I better go and wake Caitlin up from her nap otherwise she won't be sleeping tonight...

A merry heart doeth good like a medicine

Last night Elijah giggled!! We were playing on the couch and a gurgle bubbled out of his mouth. I laughed, and he laughed back at me. It's not a belly HAHAHA... more like a baby laugh. I reckon a baby laughing is the most beautiful sound in the whole world