I have been contemplating doing this for a while, but i finally got my act together today and set it all up (i have almost pulled out all my hair int he process but i did it! ).The main reason for the switch was to be able to post larger photos, customize the design better and to also make it easier for people to leave comments. No more having to log into typepad or google and jump through twenty flaming hoops to leave a comment. hurrah!
I will keep this blog in tact just sitting here for as long as i can (it's a free blog account so as far as i know it will just sit here until i physically delete/close it). But all new post will ne happening from now on over at the new digs so please remember to update any links you may have on your blog readers or rss feeds. I'd hate to loose anyone along the way.
And thank you to everyone who has commented and followed me over the past 5 years here on typepad. And i hope you continue to follow me.
We have had nothing but rain for the last few days (nothing compared to the terrible flooding going on in QLD of corse but enough to be annoying and make everything soggy) which means we have all been stuck inside.
Not much to do but paint and watch dvd's with the kids. So not all bad come to think of it.
I made bubby these summer overalls last night at Dannii's house for our regular crafty catch up. I was planing on making Charlee a dress as well but Noah and his teeth decided to not cooperate. He was a bit cranky and wouldn't go back to sleep so i only managed to get these done. I used a vintage pattern and also some vintage seaside/sailor fabric from my stash. They fit really well, i think i might have to make a few more for him.
I was worried they would look a bit girly but they are not too bad. I think the next pair will be in a light weight cord or maybe a funky boy pattern cotton...will have to go and have a browse around spotlight one day next week.
That's all i have time for, i hear thunder building in the distance so i should probably shut the computer down.
We are home again and as usual, had a lovely time away. We have all come home a little browner than we left as well. I put suncream on everyone every day before we ventured out but we still managed to get a little burnt. I must get into the habit of reapplying. Some would say, i should insist that my kids cover up more but alas my children are just not like that. It doesn't matter how many layers i send them down to the beach in they will always end up stripped down to nothing (well almost) within an hour. Even if we go down to the beach later in the day with then intention of just "playing in the sand and NOT getting wet" the both ALWAYS end up soaked.
One day when we went down they decided to try the old "spin the bucket upside down to see if the water doesn't come out" trick. Koby wasn't too bad at it...Charlee was a major fail because she kept wimping out as the bucket got above her head which ended up making her wetter than if she had just trusted in the laws of gravity.
exhibit a..
I even managed to get it on video.
Noah and I spent most of the time at the beach like this, watching the kids swim and play. I tried taking him for a dip a few times but he was not a fan. On the days the kids wanted to bogie board and swim i took them to the beach patrolled by a life guard. Because it was only me there to supervise i didn't trust that i would be able to help them if they needed it.
I was glad i decided to do that as i nearly needed to call on them on Tuesday when Koby (who i had told REPEATEDLY to NOT under any circumstances go deeper into the water than his waist) decided that he was suddenly old enough and brave enough to go much deeper than he should because the "other boys" there were. I looked away for a min to attend to Noah, looked up again and he was jumping over perfectly good waves and moving further and further out to get the bigger ones.
Now the beach we go to is a surf beach and at times it can have a VERY strong undertow, and the water can get very deep very quick - hense the warning to not go above his waist. I tried to have faith that he would turn around soon and come back, but when he started approaching waves that were well over his head and jumping onto his board to float over them i freaked. I made my way into the water with Noah, calling out to Koby. I may have over reacted a little but all i could think was that if he got in trouble and found himself being pulled out i would not get to him in time...and where would i put Noah if i had to? He was no longer between the flags so i had no idea if anyone else was watching him or if they would realize that he was not meant to be out that far.
Thankfully a nice woman who saw me calling out and trying to get Koby's attention offered to hold Noah for me (charlee was hovering around in the shallows watching all this happening) so i took her up on the offer and ended up wading out up to my own waist practically screaming Koby's name to get him to hear me over the surf. He eventually heard me and turned around but he was at least 30-40 meters away from me. He saw me waving my arms telling him to come back and started walking back. when he got to me you'd better believe i gave him an ear full. You see those crazy fish-wife mothers screeching at their children on the beach?...yep, that was me.
I just could not believe he would be that stupid after ALL the warnings i had given him. His excuse was that there were other people around him and that he could still touch the bottom. The other people around him were twice his size and he confessed later on that a few times he in fact couldn't touch the bottom, mainly when the wave came in. *slap slap slap*
I had nightmares about what could have happened that night and ended up baning him from using the board at all the next day and made him stay in the water up to his knees for the rest of the week. Ergh...bloody headstrong arrogant boys. He was apparently not impressed with my "complete over reaction"
Noah was fascinated with the sand. he hated sitting on it but loved running his fingers through it and he also ate a fair shade despite me constantly pulling his fingers out of his mouth. He also hasn't quite got the hang of sitting yet, so he face planted a few times while i wasn't looking..oops.
He did pretty well at the beach though, i thought he would get cranky really quickly, but he happily sat around in the suntent and had the occasional splash to cool down. As long as he had his bottle handy he was happy. On the last day we ended up staying at the beach for about 3 hours.
Anyway, that's about it really. Just five days of beach, home, eat, sleep - repeat.
It was quite strange standing in an empty clean house. It was like we had never even been there..but if i looked closer signs of us were still there. A drawing on the back of a door that charlee did as a baby. A sticker above a light switch that has been there for years. Scratches and marks on the already worn floor where i had rearranged furniture too many times to mention.
Being there alone after it had been cleaned was hard. I had to pick up a few last things so i took my camera down to take some shots of the empty rooms for the landlord to use as advertising. Once i started though i couldn't stop. I felt possessed to take photos of everything around me. Every little detail so i wouldn't forget anything. It was really hard to stop and walk out. To close the door.
That house has been "ours" for almost eight years. Koby was just past one when we moved in. Charlee spent her whole life up until now there. Noah came home to this house from the hospital. They had drawn on the walls, spilt drinks, thrown tantrums, asked for food, bathed, slept, played, broken things, had birthdays, christmas's, easters, had screamed and slammed doors, toilet trained, moved from cots to beds, sang, had colds, had friends over.
Their whole lives contained in those walls.
It made me sad that i would never go back. I was reluctant to leave. I hovered around for longer than i needed to. I finally had to force myself to go. To walk out and shut the door behind me knowing we would never go back in.
But as sad as i am now, i know that i have made the right decision. We needed to start a new chapter and break away from the past. We will always have the memories and thousands of photos (yes..thousands) to remind us. And now i can move on.
I think my wisdom teeth are growing. Does that happen? Does it mean i'm getting smarter?
All week i have had aching pain in my top jaw. It's not tooth pain specifically, it feels more like all of my teeth are getting compressed together. Which is what makes me think that there is wisdom teeth coming down. They broke through the gum months ago, i can feel them, but it also feels like there is not enough room for them but apparently they are coming down anyway. It's worse on the left side.
Last night it felt like the pressure was so much that all my teeth were going to shatter to make room. Not pleasant. No wonder babies carry on so much with teething if this is any indication to how it feels. I have a feeling my already rather crooked teeth will be a great deal more wonky once they settle down. I'm going to pop a few more pain kills in before i head to bed.
Speaking of teething, Noah still has no sign of teeth at all. Nothing. Not even a bump under the gum. It doesn't stop him though, he still gnaws away at rusks and bickies quite well. Surely they can't be too much further away?
I pulled this wool out of my stash this afternoon with the intention of knitting up something but i noticed it is still sitting on my desk unharmed. It's a lovely skein of hand spun merino i brought off Etsy a few weeks back. I'm going to make myself a pretty cowl/scarf thing with it - not that i need it going by yesterday's 40 degree heat - but i figure i may as well get started.
I ended up sorting out the boys wardrobe, which is why i never got around to the knitting. They have been living out of bags for the past week, so i went through everything and put it all away. I also managed to fill two garbage bags full of clothes that were too small. They will be heading to the op shop tomorrow afternoon. I still need to sort out my wardrobe but that can wait for another day. Maybe tomorrow afternoon when i'm kid free i will get the chance to pick u that knitting again.
We had a chilled and relaxed new years eve with the lovely Dannii and Israel (and family) last night. Koby and Charlee managed to last until 12 but they both fell asleep in the car on the way home. Noah slept through the whole thing. It was fun having to get all three of them out of the car and into bed. Noah is easy, i can carry him obviously. Even Charlee i was able to carry the short distance to the door. But Koby had to stumble his way on his own two feet. The kid is nearly taller than me so i had no hope of carrying him to bed. Thankfully i had the forsite to makesure they were all in PJ's already, so they were able to go strait to sleep.
Noah woke up about an hour after i had just drifted off to sleep - typical- so i ended up giving him a bottle at about 2:30 then he went back to sleep next to me until about 7. You can see what he did next over here on my other blog - Photo a Day 01
I have the internet back, and to be honest i'm not as excited to see my old friend as i thought i would be (ok that's a lie..it has been hell i tell you...pure hell), but i am determined to spend less time procrastinating on the internet drooling over crafty blogs and other photographers work and more time doing things that i should be doing (like sleeping considering it's already almost midnight...oops).
But i have also been taking plenty of happy snaps of the kids and our new house in the last two weeks and so i've popped in to share some. I don't know where to start really, so the beginning sounds pretty good for now, i'll do the rest later.
We moved in on the 22nd, not much to say about that really. A lot of stress and mess and shouting and confusion, but nothing major was broken and nothing important was lost so it wasn't all bad.The first night was a bit scary. New house, new noises. I was convinced i heard people waling up and down the deck all night and it didn't help that the neighbours decided to have a bit of a early christmas party. They were up swearing and drinking for quite a while. And just in case i wasn't nervous enough already they decided to let off some fireworks in their back yard and scare the crap out of me a little bit more. I slept the rest of the night with a knife under the bed just in case ( i wish i was joking). But thankfully things have calmed down and I have had no troubles from them at all since. And i have slept much happier since (although still with the knife under the bed...for a little while yet)
Christmas came and went with the typical excitement from the kids. I managed to do the santa thing solo without forgetting anything. And the kids had a great day visiting both families which was nice. Noah had a ball, more with the paper than the presents but he loved seeing everyone and decided that it was all too exciting to sleep.
The kids didn't wake up too early, about 6:20 i think. It was a challenge to help them open up things and put things together on my own, but i did it. I even managed to make them pancakes for breakfast. Luke came and picked them up just before 12 and took them to have lunch with his family, while i went to my parents. And then he dropped them off there for tea. They were spoilt beyond belief by everyone, but that's what christmas is for i guess.
Anyway, i have put a few more photos up on the other blog here, i shoudl probably go to bed now. *yawn*
Still waiting for the Internet to be connected but I have enough of a phone signal to quickly post that we are in the new house and somewhat settled. All the main things have been unpacked and given homes but there is still heaps to do.
Now that Christmas is out of the way I can get stuck into unpacking the many boxes that are lying around and the numerous new boxes that were given at Christmas
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