On the phone February 28, 2008

Out of the eight hours I spent at work today I spent 5 of them on the phone .  The worst part was that for three of those hours I was on the phone to my boss who works in an office downstairs.  We are currently working on implementing a new IT system for project planning.   The best way to work out all the kinks was for both of us to sit at our computers and talk through the changes that were needed.

 Those three hours have given me a great insight into IT geeks.  It took us three hours to work out how we wanted it to look – goodness knows how long it will take  for them to actually make the changes.

Today was one of those days where I felt like I was just treading water.  I went from one meeting to the next with no time to consider what had been discussed or even to review what the next meeting was about.  I  am beginning to enjoy my new job and I even think that I might be doing okay at it.  But its days like this that sometimes I wish that I would be happy to be a stay at home mum ( oh and also being able to afford to be!).

Today was also the first day that I had to work late.  Luckily Adman was able to pick up the Young Man from Care but by the time I got home it was bath time and then bed.   I feel cheated out of quality time with him.  No time to play with him and his blocks, no time to chase him around the house.  At least we got to brush our teeth together.

Now we are one…. February 21, 2008

A year ago we came  home from hospital with a baby boy.  He had dark hair and a black eye from the forceps.  We were scared and full of joy at the same time.

The last year has been a pretty big one  for our family.  We have moved house, got new jobs and the Young Man has gone from being a baby to being a toddler.  Every day he amazes us with his cheekiness and happiness.  He is still in love with the cat and will chase he around the house trying to pull her fluff off.

Adman is enjoying the fact that now he can really “play” with him.  Last week I came out into the lounge and they had built a hut – including a door sign that said “boys only”.

 The Young Man has settled in so well with his carer and he loves hanging out with his new friends.  Most mornings he is happy to wave me off as I leave.   It makes leaving him for 8 1/2 hours a day bearable as I know that he  loves being there.  Who wouldn’t enjoy being somewhere where most days there are disco’s and the sand pit is open all hours.

The Young Man continues to be the bestest eater there is.   He loves fruit and if I let him that would be all he would eat.   His favourite fruit of de jour is watermelon and he will suck and chew on it until it gets down to the rind.  Never mind the fact that he has watermelon juice all over him  and is a sticky little mess.

The Young Man had a lovely afternoon tea for his birthday -despite the fact that he hadn’t slept all day and was ready to hit the wall at any minute.  He loved his smiley  face ice cream cake and was especially impressed with the bacon and egg pie. 

Its hard to believe that we have a one year old in the house now.   Its hard to believe that at one stage he was just a twinkle in our eyes and we were wondering what life would be like having a baby.  Now we can’t imagine  what our life would be like without him.  Now we have a little man with ginger hair and a twinkle in his eye.  We have been so blessed with a happy relaxed baby who sleeps all night and just loves life.

 

“Its my party and I’ll look smug if I want to…”

too much fuss February 17, 2008

I always say I am not going to make a fuss, and I will just do a few plates of food… so why have I been up since 6am this morning making cupcakes, savouries and fruit kebabs?  I think we are going to have a nice afternoon – well that is if the Young Man ever goes to sleep before his party.  He picked a good day to decide not to have any sleeps!!

Differing points of veiw February 13, 2008

I went for my second bike ride today.  I won’t call it training yet as I am still struggling to even stay on my bike.  I think I must have biked about 10ks which was my goal so I was pleased with that.   The Adman decided we would come with me to support and encourage me.  It was a mistake -I don’t think he will be coming again any time soon.  I don’t know why but when ever it comes to any physical endeavour we just clash. The Adman thought he was being supportive by telling me to try and keep left- I thought he was being mean.  When he suggested I step the pace up a tad I screamed at him that I needed to go at the pace I was going at.  When he tried to talk to me about how I will need to learn to ride in a straight line  since I will be group riding I just  hit the roof.

 I know he means well  and I also know what he is saying is right but that doesn’t mean I necessarily want to hear it.  I need to do things in my own time and once I get comfortable with actually riding my bike and figuring out how to use the gears then maybe I will start to focus on riding in a straight line!

 In much more exciting news it’s the Young Man’s birthday today.  It’s hard to believe that its been a year since he was born.  Its been an amazing year full of new experiences, self doubt and a whole lot of happiness.  We are having his birthday party on Sunday so I will post the obligatory cake smeared face pictures then.

I must be crazy February 8, 2008

Today I signed up to do a Child Cancer Charity fundraiser – its a cycle trip – 180 kms over three days – yes that’s right 60 kms a day for three days.  oh and its in 11 weeks.  Yes I am crazy.

I haven’t done any exercise since before I was pregnant with the Young Man – so say almost 20 months ago!!   I had been looking for something to motivate me to to start exercising again and also lose some weight – Fundraising for a charity like child cancer is the best motivation I can think off.  So next week training starts  – according to my  training plan I need to cycle 30 ks next week.  Ha ha ha.  I know I can do it but its going to be an adventure!! 

Horrible February 4, 2008

Sometimes I think that I am a horrible wife.  Sometimes I know it. 

This weekend  it seemed liked everything (you know, the moving house, moving in with my mum, new job, hot weather and lack of sleep) had finally got to me and I just couldn’t function on a normal level.  Everything  everyone did annoyed me and no matter hard I tried I just couldn’t help snapping back.  Even the Young Man  received some of my wrath – I got so frustrated  at him because he was throwing his food off his high chair tray –hellooo hes 11 months old -isn’t that his job.  Luckily the Adman realised that I was hitting the wall and he sent me off to bed for a nap.  Of course I got angry at him for ’sending me away’.  But after a sleep I felt marginally better and when I woke and he drove me down town for the hour massage he had booked for me I felt supremely guilty.  

As I lay there having every ounce of stress removed from my body I began to think about how much of a horrible wife I am.   He has been under just as much stress as I have been if not more, yet he has still been the loving husband he always is.  So yet again I need reminding that sometimes I can be a little dramatic  and the best way to deal with it is to take a chill pill and put life into perspective. 

After all we are living our dream and I just have to realise that not every day  is going to smell of roses.