What a rare occasion I'm experiencing right this second. Red wine, dark chocolate, quiet, warm, peaceful, Bruno Mars playing quietly in the background. I could easily use this moment to just be me, not a wife or a mother, not a sister or a daughter, just me... but who would I be without my husband, children, siblings and parents? I can't seem to separate all those roles, I am all of those all of the time, along with friend, student, consumer - consumer... that I was today to a great extent - I went and bought school clothes for my girls, they start GR 0 and GR 1 next year... wow RRRRR!!!!
But more then the RRR, my little girls are growing up. My babies, my chalk and cheese, they're no longer my girls (in a collective sense) they are such little individuals, who just keep growing and growing. Leila looked so special in her little Collegiate dress today, she loooved how she looked too, she's such a little lady, with her quirks and particular ways, she's responsible and so smart, intense and deep. My Carly - still sucking her fingers and fiddling with whatever she can find, is also growing up, she's so wonderfully loving and friendly, so confident and amazing. It's too much, I'm so sad and happy at the same time. I'm also so hoping that I do an Ok job and that they turn out happy, secure, popular, intelligent and most important girls with solid character who understand what is actually important in life.
I should feel happy that they're growing up and needing me less = less demanding, but I'm not, I'm so not, I don't know what I'm going to do with these kids of mine all growing up, next year, my first mini empty next (mornings only) - all my babies - at school - geez I can waffle hey - I'm really just typing what I'm thinking....
Talking about thinking, I keep saying the wrong words, I hope I don't have some sort of neurological problem, it's weird!!
Everything has to have a point in life, right? My point - I don't know, I'm sad my kids are growing up.
Now I'm going to get some more chocolate, because I still have some wine left... yummy
Monday, November 15, 2010
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
This week
So I'm over the desperate desire to have another child.... yay - I think??!!
The girls are sharing a room again and Jethro is back in his own room, after Carly begged me to sleep in Leila's room on a mattress on the floor, I asked them if they'd like to share again (after about 3 nights of being separated) and they both squealed YEEEESSS!!!
So all is back to normal on that side of things, except Carly has been such a cry baby the last week or so, I wonder if separating the girls had anything to do with it. Don't know what it is with her, she's 4 and a half and all of a sudden is crying and moaning and sad and it's just weird, she's never been like this before... will have to keep an eye on her and give her lots of extra snuggles!!
Got my exam tomorrow, crammed in all I can cram in the last 2/3 days - hopefully it will be enough.
Next year all three kids will be at school (Playschool, Pre-Primary & Primary School) Big year for them all - AND ME!! But at least I'll have some good quality time to get through my 8 modules that I'm going to try to do next year and maybe fit in some work and housecleaning too, oh and not forgetting the jiu jitsu lunch time rolls!!
Anyway, got to go now - fetching kids from school, then prob have to deal with a few squabbles, give them some lunch and try and get a bit more studying done, while they veg in front of the tv - told you I'm an UNsuper mom!! :)
The girls are sharing a room again and Jethro is back in his own room, after Carly begged me to sleep in Leila's room on a mattress on the floor, I asked them if they'd like to share again (after about 3 nights of being separated) and they both squealed YEEEESSS!!!
So all is back to normal on that side of things, except Carly has been such a cry baby the last week or so, I wonder if separating the girls had anything to do with it. Don't know what it is with her, she's 4 and a half and all of a sudden is crying and moaning and sad and it's just weird, she's never been like this before... will have to keep an eye on her and give her lots of extra snuggles!!
Got my exam tomorrow, crammed in all I can cram in the last 2/3 days - hopefully it will be enough.
Next year all three kids will be at school (Playschool, Pre-Primary & Primary School) Big year for them all - AND ME!! But at least I'll have some good quality time to get through my 8 modules that I'm going to try to do next year and maybe fit in some work and housecleaning too, oh and not forgetting the jiu jitsu lunch time rolls!!
Anyway, got to go now - fetching kids from school, then prob have to deal with a few squabbles, give them some lunch and try and get a bit more studying done, while they veg in front of the tv - told you I'm an UNsuper mom!! :)
Friday, October 15, 2010
Baby Blues
I feel like I should start this blog post like an alcoholic starts at an AA meeting - Hi My name is Saskia and I'm a blogger, it's been 35 days since my last blog (sighs of disgust coming from the other bloggers!...
I've had a week broken sleep, I moved Jethro into a room with Carly, so now Leila my eldest daughter has her own room. I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing, but we'll see how it all pans out. Carly doesn't mind sharing with Jethro, "Shame" she says "He doesn't have a room, he can sleep in mine!" so cute man! Oh and she was a bit bummed that Leila has a little en-suite on her bedroom - the smallest room in the house has an en-suite - how does that work. We only have two bathrooms in the house, but, again, not to be outdone - Carly reckons she also has a bathroom and hers has a bath and a shower in it... she gave us permission to use it - why thanks Carly! So cute.
Anyway, so it seems Jethro is getting used to sharing a room with Carly, but he's been waking up at around 4am every morning. Leila, petrified of mozzies has been waking me up every night at around 1am, to ask me if I remembered to put the mozzie plug-in thingie in. Which I have done every night. But she won't get out of her bed to come ask me, she calls me and now that she is all the way down the passage and in a room on her own for the first time since Carly moved in with her when Carly was Jethro's age - ok - specifics - when Leila was about 3 and a half.... I'm worried she'll get scared so I race down the passage to cries of mom.. moooom... mooo-ooom only to hear "did you switch the mozzie thing on?"
My middle child, certainly doesn't display difficult middle child syndrome symptoms at night - she is a great sleeper, when she sleeps, she sleeps - she hardly ever wakes me up...
So after a week of broken sleep, an exam pending in a few days and it being almost that time of the month, I wake up this morning with a desperate desire for another baby. WHAAATT??!!
I'm totally devastated that my husband has had a vasectomy, (it was a year ago, with absolute support from my side!)I'm so sad that it is virtually impossible for me to have another baby. I'm totally shattered with sadness today about the fact that I can't have 4 children - I need someone to speak sense into my head, because how can I want another child. I totally know how much hard work it is?? God please give me another child - by some miracle please?? -> how unselfish a request from such a selfish person.
I'm hoping these feelings will pass, because there is no way we will have another baby and even if we could, there is no way we could afford another baby. I'm just getting into my studies and next year all three will be at school the whole morning, so I'll have the mornings to really focus on work and studying.
I hope it's just a normal feeling now that my baby is approaching the two year mark, I'm normally pregnant or just about pregnant at this time, so it's such a weird time for me. The unknown awaits and I always like to stick to what I know.
I know I love my kids, I know I love having kids. I know that my children make me incredibly happy. They challenge me and my character is being grown and changed and stretched each day. I know they are so cute and say the most adorable things. I know they are one the first and last thoughts I have in a day. I know that I couldn't live without them and I know they are growing up and it makes me so sad. I'm not sure why I get sad about them growing up, but I do...???
I'm such a weirdo - let's hope my next post is all about how I am so happy with just three and how I just couldn't bare the thought of another one....
I've had a week broken sleep, I moved Jethro into a room with Carly, so now Leila my eldest daughter has her own room. I wasn't sure if I was doing the right thing, but we'll see how it all pans out. Carly doesn't mind sharing with Jethro, "Shame" she says "He doesn't have a room, he can sleep in mine!" so cute man! Oh and she was a bit bummed that Leila has a little en-suite on her bedroom - the smallest room in the house has an en-suite - how does that work. We only have two bathrooms in the house, but, again, not to be outdone - Carly reckons she also has a bathroom and hers has a bath and a shower in it... she gave us permission to use it - why thanks Carly! So cute.
Anyway, so it seems Jethro is getting used to sharing a room with Carly, but he's been waking up at around 4am every morning. Leila, petrified of mozzies has been waking me up every night at around 1am, to ask me if I remembered to put the mozzie plug-in thingie in. Which I have done every night. But she won't get out of her bed to come ask me, she calls me and now that she is all the way down the passage and in a room on her own for the first time since Carly moved in with her when Carly was Jethro's age - ok - specifics - when Leila was about 3 and a half.... I'm worried she'll get scared so I race down the passage to cries of mom.. moooom... mooo-ooom only to hear "did you switch the mozzie thing on?"
My middle child, certainly doesn't display difficult middle child syndrome symptoms at night - she is a great sleeper, when she sleeps, she sleeps - she hardly ever wakes me up...
So after a week of broken sleep, an exam pending in a few days and it being almost that time of the month, I wake up this morning with a desperate desire for another baby. WHAAATT??!!
I'm totally devastated that my husband has had a vasectomy, (it was a year ago, with absolute support from my side!)I'm so sad that it is virtually impossible for me to have another baby. I'm totally shattered with sadness today about the fact that I can't have 4 children - I need someone to speak sense into my head, because how can I want another child. I totally know how much hard work it is?? God please give me another child - by some miracle please?? -> how unselfish a request from such a selfish person.
I'm hoping these feelings will pass, because there is no way we will have another baby and even if we could, there is no way we could afford another baby. I'm just getting into my studies and next year all three will be at school the whole morning, so I'll have the mornings to really focus on work and studying.
I hope it's just a normal feeling now that my baby is approaching the two year mark, I'm normally pregnant or just about pregnant at this time, so it's such a weird time for me. The unknown awaits and I always like to stick to what I know.
I know I love my kids, I know I love having kids. I know that my children make me incredibly happy. They challenge me and my character is being grown and changed and stretched each day. I know they are so cute and say the most adorable things. I know they are one the first and last thoughts I have in a day. I know that I couldn't live without them and I know they are growing up and it makes me so sad. I'm not sure why I get sad about them growing up, but I do...???
I'm such a weirdo - let's hope my next post is all about how I am so happy with just three and how I just couldn't bare the thought of another one....
Monday, September 20, 2010
out of the mouths of babes
I was waiting in the car with my 4 year old Carly - the Middle Child :) and my blue eyed baby boy of 19 months. Things were getting quite hairy, bored kids are a sight to behold, let alone in a cramped up car with no snacks or water to keep them going. We weren't there long we were waiting for my husband who had quickly run into the shop... so after playing eye spy and giving the baby every conceivable detachable thing in the car to try keep him content, we decided to try and sing to the boy... his favourite is a song from Barney, which I love singing, it cheers me up everytime...
It goes like this: "Ha ha ha, hee hee hee, come on get silly and laugh with me wriggle wraggle wriggle wraggle ho ho ho, if you're feeling happy let it show", so I started with the actions and I was ready to get my barney groove on when my daughter said "MOM!" to which I quickly jerked my head in her direction "Stop singing!" she says "Why?" I reply "don't I sing nicely" I ask. She replies "No you sing hectic!"
What is hectic singing, I know I'm not Sarah Brightman, but what is hectic???
I felt a lot better the next day while walking past the kitchen I heard a conversation between her father and herself - it went something like this:
DAD: "Think I'm going to put on some tunes while we cook"
Cue the music
Cue dad dancing through to some collective soul
Cue Carly "Dad, don't dance like that - you dance HECTIC"
There it was that word again, now I know what she means because I know how my husband dances :) hee hee
She is so funny!!!
Oh and by the way - the hectic singing didn't shut the boy up, I let him loose in the car in the end and he hooted the car stukkend that I almost got attacked by car guards thinking it was Christmas!! :)
It goes like this: "Ha ha ha, hee hee hee, come on get silly and laugh with me wriggle wraggle wriggle wraggle ho ho ho, if you're feeling happy let it show", so I started with the actions and I was ready to get my barney groove on when my daughter said "MOM!" to which I quickly jerked my head in her direction "Stop singing!" she says "Why?" I reply "don't I sing nicely" I ask. She replies "No you sing hectic!"
What is hectic singing, I know I'm not Sarah Brightman, but what is hectic???
I felt a lot better the next day while walking past the kitchen I heard a conversation between her father and herself - it went something like this:
DAD: "Think I'm going to put on some tunes while we cook"
Cue the music
Cue dad dancing through to some collective soul
Cue Carly "Dad, don't dance like that - you dance HECTIC"
There it was that word again, now I know what she means because I know how my husband dances :) hee hee
She is so funny!!!
Oh and by the way - the hectic singing didn't shut the boy up, I let him loose in the car in the end and he hooted the car stukkend that I almost got attacked by car guards thinking it was Christmas!! :)
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Blogging on the Bog
That's right, I have my laptop with me in the loo, not like it's giving me any peace and quiet though, I'm like a kid magnet today - I LOVE IT!!! (well today anyway because I don't have much going on and I'm in a good mood) - all these good nights of sleep have been AWESOME!!
My last blog was about 10 days ago and during that time I thought "You should really blog soon, it's been so many days since you last did it", I panicked a little - sounds weird I know - but only because I'm such a great starter - BUT Never finish anything - so the fact that this blog is still active is AMAZING.
I didn't blog during those 10 days because my following thought was "oooh if you don't blog the blogging police are going to get you" In a sarcastic tone - which is so true, there is nothing forcing me to do this, no desperate blogging addicts needing my words - so when I'm ready and when I actually have something interesting to say, then I'll blog....
In these last 10 days I've realised something so lifechanging and I feel so free because of it. I've learnt that in living life it's important to know how to do it without money. Because money is a temporary entity that comes and goes like a river ebbs and flows, you may have grown up with money and you may be wealthy now, but if tomorrow comes and you lose it all, will you know how to live without it.
So, while I'm sure most of us would love to be comfortable and have enough money to never stress again, I think it's important for children to learn how to do life without it. I have no maid and I was going to get one, but have now changed my mind, because in a week my girls have learned to make there own beds and not just slapdash, but really beautifully! They are learning the principle of cleaning up after yourself as well as work first then play (ok I may have left it a little late - but that's because - well I have no real cool reason really besides laziness), but that's besides the point.
What I'm trying to say in a nutshell is a little piece of advice for anyone that would like to take it...
Having too much money growing up, without the correct guidance from parents equals adults who do not have coping mechanisms to get through life. I have an analogy on the tip of my tongue, but can't seem to get it out....
It's like water wings on a child, it only offers a short term solution
A real life example, being a child with a full time maid at your beck and call, picking up after you, making your food whenever you demand it and having parents who buy you whatever you ask for, whenever you ask for it and when you get into financial trouble as a young adult, they bail you out and don't make you pay it back to them. Writing letters to authorities begging for a second chance when you child has gotten into trouble at school. Buying your child a house and paying the bond, paying for the garden service, employing them and paying them an exorbitant salary... This offers a short term solution - in order, clean house, full child, happy child, no tempers, no jail time, no bad reputation, a place for your child to live, that looks nice and manicured, a full time job where you can see them every day and keep them happy....
In the long run, what hasn't been learnt is: (in order.. :)
self discipline
patience
how to deal with disappointment
how to pick yourself up after falling
how to manage money
how to start again
self respect
Look I'm no psychologist, or anything, it just an observation I've noted and it's not a theory set in stone, I'm learning, I'm on a journey and I may very well be totally wrong, but I don't think I am. Life is about being balanced and I want to make sure that should life not be easy for my kids, they'll be able to cope and should it be easy, they'll take it in their stride and use it wisely!
Money is temporary, true richness is a good character, and once it's set cannot be taken from you.
And for the record - I wasn't on the bog the whole time :)
My last blog was about 10 days ago and during that time I thought "You should really blog soon, it's been so many days since you last did it", I panicked a little - sounds weird I know - but only because I'm such a great starter - BUT Never finish anything - so the fact that this blog is still active is AMAZING.
I didn't blog during those 10 days because my following thought was "oooh if you don't blog the blogging police are going to get you" In a sarcastic tone - which is so true, there is nothing forcing me to do this, no desperate blogging addicts needing my words - so when I'm ready and when I actually have something interesting to say, then I'll blog....
In these last 10 days I've realised something so lifechanging and I feel so free because of it. I've learnt that in living life it's important to know how to do it without money. Because money is a temporary entity that comes and goes like a river ebbs and flows, you may have grown up with money and you may be wealthy now, but if tomorrow comes and you lose it all, will you know how to live without it.
So, while I'm sure most of us would love to be comfortable and have enough money to never stress again, I think it's important for children to learn how to do life without it. I have no maid and I was going to get one, but have now changed my mind, because in a week my girls have learned to make there own beds and not just slapdash, but really beautifully! They are learning the principle of cleaning up after yourself as well as work first then play (ok I may have left it a little late - but that's because - well I have no real cool reason really besides laziness), but that's besides the point.
What I'm trying to say in a nutshell is a little piece of advice for anyone that would like to take it...
Having too much money growing up, without the correct guidance from parents equals adults who do not have coping mechanisms to get through life. I have an analogy on the tip of my tongue, but can't seem to get it out....
It's like water wings on a child, it only offers a short term solution
A real life example, being a child with a full time maid at your beck and call, picking up after you, making your food whenever you demand it and having parents who buy you whatever you ask for, whenever you ask for it and when you get into financial trouble as a young adult, they bail you out and don't make you pay it back to them. Writing letters to authorities begging for a second chance when you child has gotten into trouble at school. Buying your child a house and paying the bond, paying for the garden service, employing them and paying them an exorbitant salary... This offers a short term solution - in order, clean house, full child, happy child, no tempers, no jail time, no bad reputation, a place for your child to live, that looks nice and manicured, a full time job where you can see them every day and keep them happy....
In the long run, what hasn't been learnt is: (in order.. :)
self discipline
patience
how to deal with disappointment
how to pick yourself up after falling
how to manage money
how to start again
self respect
Look I'm no psychologist, or anything, it just an observation I've noted and it's not a theory set in stone, I'm learning, I'm on a journey and I may very well be totally wrong, but I don't think I am. Life is about being balanced and I want to make sure that should life not be easy for my kids, they'll be able to cope and should it be easy, they'll take it in their stride and use it wisely!
Money is temporary, true richness is a good character, and once it's set cannot be taken from you.
And for the record - I wasn't on the bog the whole time :)
Friday, August 27, 2010
Are Pastels good for glandular fever?
So now I'm sitting on the stoep outside doing some work on my laptop (website design) while my glan-man is sitting next to me QUIETLY - which is such a beautiful noise - I have forgotten how it sounds after the past few days of crying and moaning - shame poor guy, he's been really sick! Anyway, was just thinking to myself, how desperate I am for quiet that I've just watched him take all my pastels out their ziplock back and bite the ends off. He has all sorts of colourful bits coming out of his mouth, along with the drool - but it's keeping him quiet - so in my opinion pastels are very good for glandular fever hee hee
Last night was a better night I think I slept for more the 40 minutes like the previous evening - The joys of parenting! aaaannnnddd Tonight is Friday and my dear husband is not working tomorrow - soooo he said he'd see to Jethro tonight - YAY Sleep - I feel like I have a newborn again!
Anyway, my house is a mess (again) but I've had a deadline for work and a very sick kid and very unsupervised daughters who have managed to wreck the place - I do however take responsibility for the kitchen and my unmade bed!
So the choice is now - do I hide (once again) in cyberspace or do I clean - - - - DECISION MADE:
TOMORROW IS SATURDAY - Why do today that which you can do tomorrow! Hee hee
Ok got to rescue the dvd player from the glan-man!
Last night was a better night I think I slept for more the 40 minutes like the previous evening - The joys of parenting! aaaannnnddd Tonight is Friday and my dear husband is not working tomorrow - soooo he said he'd see to Jethro tonight - YAY Sleep - I feel like I have a newborn again!
Anyway, my house is a mess (again) but I've had a deadline for work and a very sick kid and very unsupervised daughters who have managed to wreck the place - I do however take responsibility for the kitchen and my unmade bed!
So the choice is now - do I hide (once again) in cyberspace or do I clean - - - - DECISION MADE:
TOMORROW IS SATURDAY - Why do today that which you can do tomorrow! Hee hee
Ok got to rescue the dvd player from the glan-man!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Oh the woes...
I'm lying in my son's bed with him, he is sick with glandular fever - so cross it won't even get a capital letter - take that! Oh how I wish there was a magic pill that makes it all better!
He's wriggled his way all around this bed, he now has his bum facing me, while lying on his tummy. He was snuggled in under my arm...
I feel tired, emotionally drained, irritated and worried all at the same time...
I wish it wasn't like it is right now..
He's wriggled his way all around this bed, he now has his bum facing me, while lying on his tummy. He was snuggled in under my arm...
I feel tired, emotionally drained, irritated and worried all at the same time...
I wish it wasn't like it is right now..
Friday, August 20, 2010
How do you plead?
I think its amazing how many mothers are riddle with guilt (me included), it's like we have an invisible task master on our backs beating us to be better. Now as I sit here, hearing the shrieks and screams from the dining room as my children (well the girls because the little boy is freaking me out and won't eat) are eating lunch - obviously there are other shenanigans going on, besides lunch eating - now there's banging and giggling.... brb
Nothing to worry about, my fussy 6 year old is laughing and shrieking at the four year old, who is dipping her naartjie segment into her yoghurt - she can't believe what she is seeing, it's like the grossest thing on this planet..?? and obviously gross = shriek in little girl language.
Guilt - I feel guilty right now actually, while they have a moderately healthy lunch, fruit, yoghurt and some toast, I sit here dunking one of their Oreo's into my coffee - which doesn't seem that bad - except it's my third one, talking of thirds, I think I've polished off a third of those biscuits all to myself.
I think there is something in the Bible about people being so far gone their conscience is seared - I'm having another Oreo and the guilt is fading fast, clearly I won't be fading away at the rate I'm going!
Ok Serious now, how much is enough? and do we want to do just enough? I certainly don't, I want to be a great mom with great kids? But what is the criteria, are their any books available telling us moms what greatness actually is and exactly how to achieve it - NO! There are people's opinions and different schools of thought, but nothing concrete! If only each kid came with a manual of how to work it properly, get the best out of it and off course a money back guarantee hee hee - but their aint!
My theory is this - its a perpetual cycle, and only once my children have children of their own will I be able to see if I did a good enough job, it's like doing a 25 year assignment and waiting 5 years for your result - if all goes according to plan! :)
And what happens if it turns out you did a crap job - a little too late don't you think!! Being a parent in this day and age is very tricky - I say this day and age, because when I was little my mom wasn't reading parenting self help books, it was more like Lord of the Rings or some other hippie book. Kids were far out man, what a gas! Remember just sleeping in the back seat of the car, out on the road, when the parents/parent were at a rip roaring house party, filled with 70's vibes? or was that just me? Or what about them just letting us play in the bush in our forts till 7pm and then calling us and hoping we came in for supper... at least I hope they hoped! Now days, everyone is into being a good parent (well everyone I know) there is so much pressure to do it right. There is no letting your kid sleep in the car as they may suffer rejection or become afraid not to mention the threat of abduction and crime these days. What about the no smacking thing, it's abuse! I could have used that when I was a kid - Suzie the Stick worked over time on this behind!!
There are so many differing views about parenting! When Leila my eldest was a little baby I was so scared to spoil her that I never rocked her or snuggled her really, and now she is the most unaffectionate of all my kids (could be temprement as I'm quite similar), but what if it's not I've ruined my kid because a book told me not to snuggle her!!! How difficult is this parenting. Lets not even get into middle child syndrome - when did that concept originate anyway? I'll google it...
"birth order and how it influences a childs' personality was first looked at by Alfred Adler (1870-1937), an Austrian psychiatrist."
Nothing to worry about, my fussy 6 year old is laughing and shrieking at the four year old, who is dipping her naartjie segment into her yoghurt - she can't believe what she is seeing, it's like the grossest thing on this planet..?? and obviously gross = shriek in little girl language.
Guilt - I feel guilty right now actually, while they have a moderately healthy lunch, fruit, yoghurt and some toast, I sit here dunking one of their Oreo's into my coffee - which doesn't seem that bad - except it's my third one, talking of thirds, I think I've polished off a third of those biscuits all to myself.
I think there is something in the Bible about people being so far gone their conscience is seared - I'm having another Oreo and the guilt is fading fast, clearly I won't be fading away at the rate I'm going!
Ok Serious now, how much is enough? and do we want to do just enough? I certainly don't, I want to be a great mom with great kids? But what is the criteria, are their any books available telling us moms what greatness actually is and exactly how to achieve it - NO! There are people's opinions and different schools of thought, but nothing concrete! If only each kid came with a manual of how to work it properly, get the best out of it and off course a money back guarantee hee hee - but their aint!
My theory is this - its a perpetual cycle, and only once my children have children of their own will I be able to see if I did a good enough job, it's like doing a 25 year assignment and waiting 5 years for your result - if all goes according to plan! :)
And what happens if it turns out you did a crap job - a little too late don't you think!! Being a parent in this day and age is very tricky - I say this day and age, because when I was little my mom wasn't reading parenting self help books, it was more like Lord of the Rings or some other hippie book. Kids were far out man, what a gas! Remember just sleeping in the back seat of the car, out on the road, when the parents/parent were at a rip roaring house party, filled with 70's vibes? or was that just me? Or what about them just letting us play in the bush in our forts till 7pm and then calling us and hoping we came in for supper... at least I hope they hoped! Now days, everyone is into being a good parent (well everyone I know) there is so much pressure to do it right. There is no letting your kid sleep in the car as they may suffer rejection or become afraid not to mention the threat of abduction and crime these days. What about the no smacking thing, it's abuse! I could have used that when I was a kid - Suzie the Stick worked over time on this behind!!
There are so many differing views about parenting! When Leila my eldest was a little baby I was so scared to spoil her that I never rocked her or snuggled her really, and now she is the most unaffectionate of all my kids (could be temprement as I'm quite similar), but what if it's not I've ruined my kid because a book told me not to snuggle her!!! How difficult is this parenting. Lets not even get into middle child syndrome - when did that concept originate anyway? I'll google it...
"birth order and how it influences a childs' personality was first looked at by Alfred Adler (1870-1937), an Austrian psychiatrist."
Welcome to my blog
Due to the influence of a very sweet - no sweet is not the word, she doesn't come across sweet, but I know she's sweet inside. When you meet her for the first time you would probably describe her as feisty.. so due to my young feisty friend's influence I have started my own blog. Her blog is amazing, I love it - funny and real - letterstocherry.blogspot.com. Anyway, it's because of her that I've decided to write my own blog - but - big BUT, it's not going to be about fashion and wonderful adventures that young single girls get to have. My blog is about Motherhood, look don't get me wrong, I don't hate being a mom and I don't wish I was a young single girl again (ok sometimes I do), it's just that my life is a little different - ok a lot different to a young single funky fashionable blogger!
Different, but by no means boring. Right now I'm trying to hide in cyberspace while I have one 6 year old playing Barbies in her room, a four year old watching AVATAR (??) She loves it, and the baby boy (18 months) who's driven me dilly the last 24 hours - finally asleep for his morning nap.
My house is a mess, I have a weekend full of visitors coming up and there is washing on the diningroom table, my bed is half made, at least the dishwasher is on, but there are still clothes in the tumble dryer and here I sit BLOGGING!!
I figure I can get the little mugwums to help me clean just now, but right now to preserve my sanity I'm going to blow off some internal steam before I explode!
I love being a mom so much, so totally rewarding - ok totally should not have made it into that sentence, it's somewhat rewarding some of the time! This is just my selfishness talking, I would never ever give up my kids for anything, they are my life. I love them involuntary - by that I mean, we breathe without thinking, I love them without thinking. So whatever I blog about them or my life, it's never that I don't love them or wish I had a different life, it's just an online journal to help me through the day!
I went to see South Africa's very own "SuperGranny" the other night, was nice to hear her take on things and was very amusing hearing some of the stories people were telling in order to ask her a question... I figure my kids are not that bad then! But I realised I feel like a child raising children, I sometimes feel so out of my depth. It's no small task having kids to take care of, young people who will grow up to be adults one day and my task is to make sure they are well adapted - hell - I don't think I'm well adapted, it's like I'm learning as I'm teaching - it's hectic! So I call myself the Un-Supermom - because in my mind a supermom is someone who has it all together, has life under control and is cruising looking for some poor soul to rescue from the depths of a kid pile on.
I couldn't think of anything worse, I barely make it out of my kid pile on's every evening - you know what I mean hey... kid pile on: - I typed a whole example but decided to delete it due to the very nature of the beast hee hee - I don't want to be too real that I become responsible for people not having kids... although we are over populated already ;) in short a kid pile on is normally in the late afternoon, when you need to get them bathed, fed and in bed, while making supper, tidying up and generally putting out little proverbial fires that are inevitable (kids fighting, baby trying to pull the coffee machine off the counter etc etc) They are just in your face, they want to help you cook, or want you to read a story while you are rolling out the dough for the tortillas you're making etc. It's just full on, but by 8:00pm you've forgotten because they look like little angels fast asleep, like they come straight from heaven and you got to bed peaceful and fulfilled (and fooled) because when you get woken up early in the morning with "mom I'm hungry" "waaa waaa" "I don't want to" "It's too cold" blah blah blah - you remember that kid pile on's can happen anytime, anyplace!
But then you get your children coming up to you and with sparkly eyes telling you "I love you mommy, you're the best mommy in the world", your heart melts and you know that being a mom is what you are called to be and nothing and nobody can take that away from you..
Women are by nature Nurturing beings, we want to look after and love. We want to sort out and keep organised. We want to help. Well I do at least... so being a mom, even with it's hard times is wonderful. Every job has a downside. Look at the gynae's - in fact I asked my gynae once (before he'd gone to work on me) why he decided to be a gynae - why out of all the jobs to choose did he choose this one (I had quite a bit of attitude too) but he took it gracefully and explained that he loved the obstetrics and he pointed out that every job has a downside - in this case - pap smears! :)
Anyway, hubby's home, need to look busy
Chat Soon
The Un-Supermom! (ps didn't have time to spell check - hope it makes sense too)
Different, but by no means boring. Right now I'm trying to hide in cyberspace while I have one 6 year old playing Barbies in her room, a four year old watching AVATAR (??) She loves it, and the baby boy (18 months) who's driven me dilly the last 24 hours - finally asleep for his morning nap.
My house is a mess, I have a weekend full of visitors coming up and there is washing on the diningroom table, my bed is half made, at least the dishwasher is on, but there are still clothes in the tumble dryer and here I sit BLOGGING!!
I figure I can get the little mugwums to help me clean just now, but right now to preserve my sanity I'm going to blow off some internal steam before I explode!
I love being a mom so much, so totally rewarding - ok totally should not have made it into that sentence, it's somewhat rewarding some of the time! This is just my selfishness talking, I would never ever give up my kids for anything, they are my life. I love them involuntary - by that I mean, we breathe without thinking, I love them without thinking. So whatever I blog about them or my life, it's never that I don't love them or wish I had a different life, it's just an online journal to help me through the day!
I went to see South Africa's very own "SuperGranny" the other night, was nice to hear her take on things and was very amusing hearing some of the stories people were telling in order to ask her a question... I figure my kids are not that bad then! But I realised I feel like a child raising children, I sometimes feel so out of my depth. It's no small task having kids to take care of, young people who will grow up to be adults one day and my task is to make sure they are well adapted - hell - I don't think I'm well adapted, it's like I'm learning as I'm teaching - it's hectic! So I call myself the Un-Supermom - because in my mind a supermom is someone who has it all together, has life under control and is cruising looking for some poor soul to rescue from the depths of a kid pile on.
I couldn't think of anything worse, I barely make it out of my kid pile on's every evening - you know what I mean hey... kid pile on: - I typed a whole example but decided to delete it due to the very nature of the beast hee hee - I don't want to be too real that I become responsible for people not having kids... although we are over populated already ;) in short a kid pile on is normally in the late afternoon, when you need to get them bathed, fed and in bed, while making supper, tidying up and generally putting out little proverbial fires that are inevitable (kids fighting, baby trying to pull the coffee machine off the counter etc etc) They are just in your face, they want to help you cook, or want you to read a story while you are rolling out the dough for the tortillas you're making etc. It's just full on, but by 8:00pm you've forgotten because they look like little angels fast asleep, like they come straight from heaven and you got to bed peaceful and fulfilled (and fooled) because when you get woken up early in the morning with "mom I'm hungry" "waaa waaa" "I don't want to" "It's too cold" blah blah blah - you remember that kid pile on's can happen anytime, anyplace!
But then you get your children coming up to you and with sparkly eyes telling you "I love you mommy, you're the best mommy in the world", your heart melts and you know that being a mom is what you are called to be and nothing and nobody can take that away from you..
Women are by nature Nurturing beings, we want to look after and love. We want to sort out and keep organised. We want to help. Well I do at least... so being a mom, even with it's hard times is wonderful. Every job has a downside. Look at the gynae's - in fact I asked my gynae once (before he'd gone to work on me) why he decided to be a gynae - why out of all the jobs to choose did he choose this one (I had quite a bit of attitude too) but he took it gracefully and explained that he loved the obstetrics and he pointed out that every job has a downside - in this case - pap smears! :)
Anyway, hubby's home, need to look busy
Chat Soon
The Un-Supermom! (ps didn't have time to spell check - hope it makes sense too)
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