Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Snap It {Red}


New gumboots (or wellies, whatever you want to call them) have been acquired.

We've needed to get something a little more heavy duty than what I've found in retailers.  Something meant for a little more than just a bit of rain and muddy puddles, but also meant for, well, mud.

We've had a bit of earth works going on for that past couple of months, mainly to alter this view.  Those works, along with the heavy rain we've been getting in the past week has meant a lot of mud around our block.

What better way to test a product than to get stuck right in.  





















 

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Letters








Over the past weeks Ruby has been expressing more and more of an interest in literacy. 

At the moment it's all about spelling the names of her friends, teachers, and brothers and sisters of friends from kinder. 

Mostly, I'll write the name and she will copy, but sometimes I will spell it out to her and she will write it.

Sometimes it's for 5 minutes, while other times its for 30 minutes or more, whatever takes her fancy.  It's so exciting to see her interests develop and grow like they are.

We always like to add a bit of silliness too. The picture is of her laughing at Silly bum bum.


We went to have a look at another primary school today.  Seeing the work that the 5 and 6 year old's were producing, including writing sentences, made me think that this time next year, Ruby may be doing the same. 

My little girl is growing up.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Fun Ways With Science

My mind is totally not on blogging at the moment, can you tell??

I've spent a good part of this week looking at kinders, schools, just BEING with the kids, being on kinder duty and catching up on domestic stuff that my mind has not been here at all.  I will try to be back here a bit more regularly soon.

But, here's something from a little while ago.

When Jenson and I found a couple of hours to ourself not so long ago, we tried a little science experiment we had seen on All For Kids.

You'll need:
: Some white flowers. Carnations or Roses work well.
: Jars
: Food Colouring

Fill your jars with water and add a few drops of different food colouring to each.  I tried to get the colours of the rainbow, so had seven in total.

Put one of the flowers in each of the jars and let the expirement begin.







After a little while, anywhere from 30 minutes to 2 hours you will notice that the flowers start to change their colour to match the food colouring.  The longer you leave it, the more colour the flowers take on.

There's something to fill in a bit of time if it's raining where you are tomorrow...  You're Welcome! 

Big love to you all!

xx

Thursday, May 10, 2012

PMS Is The Bitch. I'm Sure It's Not Me!

Image Source - Its Not Me!

Please tell me it's not me who is the bitch!

For just over five years, I have been either pregnant, coming out of a pregnancy or breastfeeding.  Previous to that I had been on the pill for a number of years.  Although I am still breastfeeding, things over the past several months have been returning to "normal" on the menstrual cycle front.

Or is it??  Is this normal??  I don't even know what normal should be!  I'd totally forgotten about the effect of PMS, or PMT or whatever you want to call it.  But if this is normal, I am not liking it!  In fact, I hate EVERYTHING for about a week to 10 days, and then like a switch, calm is restored (well, until the next sleepless night).  

I think about times over the past months, like this, or this or this, and wonder if it could come down more to my cycle.

For me, the effects are not so much physical, a little bit of bloating, but not a huge amount.  The effects come more on the emotional side.  Extreme irritability, at times even the slightest noise gets my back up, lack of motivation, anger outbursts, mood swings, fatigue, anxiety, lack of confidence, the list goes on.  And then on top of this the guilt for the way I have treated the innocent bystanders, namely my husband and children. 

I'm a cancerian, so I can be overemotional and moody at the best of times.  But I have been a total bitch lately, and it's the most horrible and degrading way of being a wife and mother.

PMS is real, and it sux!

So please ladies, I need your help!  Do you suffer from PMS?  How do you cope with it??

NB:  Please accept this as a public apology to Johnny for the person I have been in the last few days, and then the four weeks before that, and the four weeks before that....

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Grateful for Miracles: For My Big Brother Reon

Thursday night, nearly two weeks ago, was a night I have always been dreading.

My sister, Vanessa, phoned around 8pm.  I knew in her "Hi", something wasn't right.  When she then said "Can you hear me?" I could barely reply "yeah".

When the next word that came out of her mouth was my brothers name "Reon.."  My breath was literally taken away.  For the next few minutes I sobbed, struggling to hear and process words.  Words like cardiac arrest, stopped breathing, long time to resuscitate, ICU, coma, brain damage, 40 hours. My body was anxious, shaking, and nauseous.

Reon, my brother, critically ill.  The night was long, thinking of  how his wife and girls were suffering, the rest of our family were suffering.  I had to be there.  Not knowing when, if, or how he would wake up made my throat tense.  I woke at 4am on Friday morning, unable to get back to sleep, and read through text messages we had sent each other.  They put me at ease.

When I woke on Friday morning I was no longer thinking the worst.  We still had a whole anxious day to wait to see if anything positive would happen, but I had a feeling he would be OK.  There is no way he would leave his girls without a fight, and I knew that.  But still, I had to be there.

You have fought like the man I knew you were. Your recovery has been nothing but miraculous, and although we know you still have some way to go, where you have got to already is amazing!

My stay, albeit short, was packed with things I have so much to be grateful for. 
: I was able to see you for a start, and know that even though you were still quite ill, you were on the road to recovery. 
: I was able to spend some time with my family. 
: My brothers and my sister all came together.  Something that has not happened since my wedding, nearly 4 years ago, and in true Graham style it did not take long for the conversation to turn to ...poos! 
: I was able to have face to face, real conversations with some of the people that mean the most to me.  
: Mila and I were able to meet my twin niece and nephew, who were born on the same day as Mila.

Reon, as you head into surgery tomorrow, I just want to let you know just how much you mean to me.

For as long as I remember, your heart (although dodgy!) has been big and supportive, nurturing and caring, thoughtful and giving.  I have memories as an excited child being taken places by you and Steph.  Memories as an excited teen going places with you and Steph.  Memories as an excited women sharing experiences with you and Steph.  You've given me guidance when I've asked for it, supportive words when I've needed it and plenty of laughs along the way.  I thank you from the bottom of my heart for all that you have done for me over the years.  So much more than one could ask for.  You truly are a light of magnificence and I am blessed to have you as my brother.


The word admiration does not do justice to the way I view your marriage and relationship with Steph, and how you are with your beautiful girls is just awe-inspiring.  We need more Dad's in this world like you.  And of course, my kids absolutely adore their Uncle Reon.

Be brave Reon.  I'll be sending you strength, love and warmth tomorrow.  I can't wait to see you again.

Volim Te Re. xx