Well its official we own the land we were after… stage two ofliving our dream complete

Well its official we own the land we were after… stage two ofliving our dream complete

Well it’s official – we are now debt and mortgage free – but not for long. We have found a piece of land we like and will be putting an offer on it later this week. I am feeling a bit nervous about and worried that building our house will be very stressful… but as a friend said this morning we just need to remind ourselves how lucky we are to be living out our dream. Not many people can say that they are doing pretty much exactly what they would be to be doing!.
I will try and get some pictures of the land this weekend and post them. It’s a really nice site and has some wonderful views. I can already imagine our kids playing on the lawn and running around – just how we have always planned it.
Something I haven’t written about much is my family. I actually have an older brother who lives in the same town as we do now. When we were kids we were as good as friends as a brother and sister can be. Sure there were times when he would try and suffocate me with a pillow and there were times when I would hit him over the head with my cabbage patch kid – but mostly we got on well.
When my Dad died it was hard on us all but I think my brother didn’t really deal with it. About two months after dad died my brother (who was 18 at the time) moved out and slowly distanced himself from us. Since that time he hasn’t had anything to do with us. Its been hard and has broken my Mums heart but its something that I have dealt with.
Since we moved back home had I hoped that perhaps we could have enough of a relationship that at least our kids could get to know each other. Today was his daughters 5th birthday so the Adman and I went out with the Young man to drop of her present. I was nervous as we headed out there as I wasn’t sure what the reception would be and if my brother would even let us inside ( its that bad - in fact once he literally through my Mum out of his house when she went to drop off his 21st present). When we arrived my brother wasn’t there and his wife was on the phone so I just went inside with the Young man and started talking to my Niece about her first day at school and helped her open her present ( also this was only the second time I had ever met her so she didn’t really have any idea who I was so I tried to explain that I was her aunt). Once my brothers wife got off the phone she didn’t even look at me. So after a few more minutes I told my Niece that we were going and told her to say hi to her dad.
As we left my brothers wife came out and asked us not to come back. I asked her why and tried to say that I thought it would be nice for the Young man and their daughter to know each other. She started going on about how I don’t know what has happened and I just have to leave them alone. This got me really mad as she didn’t know my brother when my dad died and she definitely doesn’t know what happened during that time. Sure she might know what my brother has told her – but its far from the true story because the true story is that nothing happened apart from the fact that our father died and he didn’t deal with it.
Luckily the Adman just bundled us into the car and drove us away. I was so mad and so upset. How could someone deny their child love – a relationship with their cousin and Aunt?
As Adman said they have poisoned themselves to believe their version of truth and there isn’t anything we can do about it. I want to write more about this but I am still so upset about it.
I guess I just have to come to terms with the fact that there will be no type of contact with my brother and his family ever – well unless he needs a kidney of course – maybe then he would contact us.
Bitterness is such as horrible thing to live with and I hate to think how his life must be having to deal with it everyday.
Maybe one day my niece will be old enough to start asking questions and being able to make her own decisions. Until then we will keep on loving her – she just won’t know about it.
All I can say is that I have had better days…. five hour meetings, getting my period and have a splitting headache do not make a happy me.
Roll on tomorrow.
This week has been one of those weeks when all the routines I thought we had in place have gone out the window.
Monday morning saw the Young Man waking as usual at around 6.30 am. Off he popped to care at 8 am and I went to work. When I picked him up at 4.30 Diane told me that he had only had one sleep so was a tad tired. By the time dinner time came around he had hit the wall and was in the horrible stage when he wants a cuddle but doesn’t want to be held… where he wants to sit on your knee but wants to play with his toys – all the time while crying. That night we put him to bed at 6.15 and he went straight to sleep. The next morning he didn’t wake until 7am. I can’t tell you how excited Adman and I were about this. That day at care he had a great day and had his usual two sleeps. But then came night time… he went to bed at 6.30 as usual and seemed content. Half an hour later he was crying and banging the sides of his cot (a sure sign he is uber grumpy). Adman went in and settled him and he finally went to sleep at around 7.30. The next morning he woke at 5am and would not go back to sleep. At 5.30 I gave in and got up and gave him his bottle with the hope that he would settle back down but uh ah – no way. So up we got and spent an extra hour of playing (which was kind of nice really -despite his tiredness). That day at care he only had one hours sleep…. and it continues – a vicious cycle where lack of sleep creates a grumpy baby and the grumpy baby is so over tired he doesn’t want to sleep. This morning when he woke at 5.30 I just rolled over to the Adman and sighed and said “You have got to be kidding”. Luckily he was settled enough and was happy playing with his toys until 6am…. and of course he only had one sleep today at care.
I never realised it but sleep really is a cyclical thing. When he has a good nights sleep he has 2 decent sleeps during the day. When he doesn’t sleep well at night ( or have his full 12 hours) his regular day sleeps go out the window. I know that soon he will only need one sleep a day, but at the moment he still needs his two sleeps and when he doesn’t have them everyone hears about it.
In much more exciting news we think we may have found a piece of land to buy and build our ‘homestead’ on. It is half an hectare and is about 15 minutes out of town. We have decided that once we settle on our property next weekend we will make an offer on it and see how we can. We will have to offer less than the asking price as we need all the funds we can get to actually build on. Its an exciting time but very nerve racking at the same time.