Things that made me smile this past week or two ..

So, all these little things have been making me stupidly cheery lately and i thought they were worthy of a blog. I think it makes them even more worthy of a blog when i go back to the headspace i was in a few months ago when i had the hugest question hanging over my shoulder .. "Are we doing the right thing by moving the kids to Bundy?" .. the question has been answered a million times over in the few weeks we have been here and i am absolutely chuffed at the amazing decision which we made as a family, to better our lives.

Things that have made me smile :

Heaths school ; amazing of all amazings! This school is like nothing i have ever seen before (partly because i haven't had a school child before .. but anywho!) .. it advertises on it's billboard, "the city school with the country feel" and it really is, we drive through the housing estates then suddenly the houses stop and we are surrounded by trees and then a small, little school in the middle of nowhere. With only 200 children enrolled, everybody knows everybody and everybody is welcoming and smiling. The principle is an amazing man who i was instantly comfortable with. He spoke to Heath, he was interested in what we had to say, and in general he was wonderfuly welcoming and had a huge sense of pride in his school. The teachers are so caring and devoted yet down to earth .. let me paint a picture .. Heaths teacher in particular, i am MADLY in love with her, she is so gorgeous, she welcomed us with open arms and she has spent a ridiculous amount of time and energy on making Heath feel part of the team. Gregg came in for the first time a few days ago and Mrs F waved at us to come talk to her, she's standing at the classroom door, barefoot and chatting away about how great Heath is doing and giving us some more suggestions on work to do with him at home .. then suddenly she's talking about how many cocktails she will be drinking on her holiday .. she's quirky, she's devoted, she's a normal person and we love her to bits. We love all of them to bits. I went to my first Friday assembly today and the principle had to honour some type of bet he had .. next thing we know, the rest of the assembly is given to us by Mr principle dressed as a princess .. The school in general makes me smile.

Roxiee's kinder teacher - love her to bits too! I dont think i'v actually heard her talk .. she sings! She walks about with her guitar and she sings .. she plays a song about washing hands .. she plays a song about playing songs! She's a little, older lady who is a retired school teacher. She makes me smile.

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Ummm ... well .. uhh .. theres loads more that i love about Bundy, and loads more that has made me smile but i can't be assed writting anymore, i'v been distracted. Ha.

Untill next time ..

And on his fifth day of school ..

And on his fifth day of school, he wrote a sentence! HA! .. i tried to write that in some sort of biblical way, but then i realised i really aren't too familiar with a bible .. check out the amazing photo of the amazing writing in which my amazing son did in his totally amazing school.

Ahah, i know right .. isn't it AMAZING!! So .. let me paint the picture (despite the fact that anyone who may be reading this would already know the picture, thats besides the point, just let me have my moment and let the picture painting begin, for fucks sakes!) .. Heath has been at school for a total of 5 days, prior to starting school he wasn't writing, he wasn't reading, he wasn't aware that different letters made different sounds and he wasn't even holding his pen in the necessary grasp to achieve these skills .. so when he ran out of the classroom yesterday and handed me this, yes .. i had a tear! What an amazing kid he is, so keen to learn.

Proud is not even close to what im feeling, i am just completely bloated and gushing with proudness!!

In other news .. the weather man here, the first time i seen him on the tv screen i thought he was doing a comedy skit for a few seconds, then i realised, he's just a really funny looking/sounding monkey type man. I also discovered that there are a species of women who worship him .. they know his name and shit!! Huh? Liveo .. or something, you NEED to know his name if you are going to be classed as a real Bundabergian! He's ugly as fuck, but he makes me laugh .. so i DO like him, in a way! Now where do i get my Bergian membership card?

Roxiee - i told her that Grandad was coming in a few days, her reply was quite random .. "Grandad, i will spit at him" .. we ignored her the first time she said it. I told her a few days later .. "Grandad is coming soon" .. "Grandad? I will spit at him" .. wierd kid. On the bright side, he's been and gone and she took my advice and refrained from spitting at him, thankfully she smothered him in cuddles instead .. funny little girl she is. As im getting her ready for kinder she cuddles up to me, grabbing on for dear life and she whispers sweet nothings into my ear .. like ..
"I cant go kinder, i will miss you" .. or ..
"I want YOU mummy, i need to stay with YOU Mummy!!" .. and then as a last resort, she pushes out a few tears and resorts to the ..
"Mummyyyyyyyyy, i want you to keep me, PLEASE!" ..

Roxiee, Roxiee. Roxiee .. i love you and all but please, enough with the hearbreaking stories! I AM going to keep you, im sending you to preschool, not selling you to an arab. Sheesh!

Anywho .. too tired to blog .. i really just wanted to show Heaths writting off .. farewell :-)

Give me back my babies.

My babies have grown up. Heath started school yesterday, and Roxiee started kinder last week. As per the last blog "if she cries, im screwed"" .. she cried the first day, she cried the next day, and she cried again today. And im not talking just crying .. she SCREAMS the place down, she kicks the teachers .. she wriggles out of their arms and she chases me through the building!! I cant turn around to cuddle her one last time, as my tears are already streaming down my face! All in all, it's fair to say she breaks my heart!! She may as well take my heart out, stomp on it, wrip it into tiny pieces, and flush it down the toilet, coz thats how much it hurts.








Last week, after dropping Roxiee off at kinder i still had Heath to hang out with and keep me busy, but today is my first time of having NO children .. i was hoping that i would do a full days work with my hubby today but there's not enough work today for me to have gone in with him ..



Im not loving the alone time, most people would say "Enjoy your childless time" .. blagh blagh blagh .. it's just not me!! Of course the kids have been in childcare before, but i have always worked so they were never just in care for no particular reason. I am a firm believer (dont bite my head off for this, we all have our own opinions) that WE decide to have children, WE bring these children into the world, and WE shouldnt particularly place these children into childcare unnecessarily .. by that i mean, i dont really think my kids should be in care unless BOTH parents are working. Not MY kids anyways!! .. other people can obviously do what they please and it's none of my business, but i PERSONALLY do not feel the need to put my kids into care so i can do my housework, or cleaning etc .. i find ways to multi task and involve my kids in these things and we do them as a team. In saying this though, when you see the grumpy, horrible mum yelling at her kids in safeway and being horrible and impatient .. then yes, maybe that child would be better off in care if the mum can't cope. Im not being judgemental .. i really dont care what others do with their kids, i just dont like palming over the responsibility of my kids to child care staff ..



So in saying all of the above .. one could probably see that im really struggling with the fact that im not working today, yet i am childless .. i really should keep reminding myself that i am not childless because my children are in childcare, because they aren't .. Heath is in school which is compulsory, and Roxiee is in PreSchool which is kinda important for her development! lol .. if i went to the school and asked to remove Heath from class because i missed him .. i dont think that would go down very well .. not with the principle, and not with Heath as he is madly in love with school.







Lastnight Heath couldnt stop talking about how much he loved school, and how many friends he made etc .. and then he told me about 'the bully' .. now this 'bully' apparantly came up to Heath during lunchtime and gave him a few punches, and wanted his chocolate .. i asked heath what HE did in return and he said he punched him back, he ate his chocolate and he walked away to find a teacher .. what happened after this is unclear as Heath is talking 100 miles an hour about detention and the big kids and the apple that was on the ground! I figured he wasn't TOO disturbed about whatever had happened as he didn't talk about it untill much later and the way he spoke about it didn't give me any concerns, it was very matter of fact. So today i said goodbye to him in the classroom and i stood for a few seconds and watched him through the window, he then turned around and came running out to me saying "The bullys right there mum, in the black jumper" .. so i marched in, i sat myself next to the bully and i asked him his name .. "Osama" .. or whatever it was .. "Right, did you hurt Heath yesterday?" .. Osama doesnt answer .. "You arent EVER going to hurt him again, are you?" .. Osama shakes his head, Heath smiles, i wave goodbye .. i walk off, i cry!! haha .. i miss him already. I think more than actually 'missing' him i am worried about whats happening to him when i cant be there to protect him .. who is checking to see he is happy .. if he is sad, will he spend the whole day being sad or will someone help him .. is he eating enough food .. although the teacher called him Mr Popular, has he REALLY made friends .. is he feeling left out .. is he feeling like the other kids are more clever as they are all reading and writing etc .. i spied on him through the window for a few minutes before the bell rang yesterday & i seen him washing his hands with another boy .. he was bouncing around and talking in his funny voice to make the other kid laugh, suddenly when i seen that all my worries were washed away and i knew he had enjoyed a lovely first day at school, and more important than anything else, i knew he had been himself. It was a huge sense of relief when those worries instantly dissapeared .. but then dropping him off again thismorning it was like Deja Vu and all the worries are back ..



I dont imagine any of these worries will ever dissapear totally. If they ever did, they would only be replaced by new worries. Miss Jenny rang to tell me Roxiee is having a great day .. doesn't matter .. last i seen of her she was a crying mess, with her arms out begging me to take her off the teacher and bring her back home .. i was being strong and kept walking like i was meant to .. another teacher came out to the carpark as i was driving off to tell me that Roxiee had ALREADY calmed down .. doesn't matter, she's a liar too!! .. lol ..



I think im just hormonal today .. but whatever the reasons, im certainly not enjoying my first day of 'no children' .. iv done the food shopping, iv baked the kids some fresh choc chip muffins which i will take to them when it's pick up time, and i have booked them into swimming lessons which start tomorrow afternoon .. im missing them like crazy and this blog really hasn't helped to make me feel better like it usually does .. so im off to go scrub some cupboards ..

say what?

So .. since we moved in, we have caught many glimpses of the elderly couple directly behind us. We always seem to be hanging our washing out at the same time, or im often standing at my back door yelling at the kids at the same time as the little old lady is standing at her back door and yelling at her little old husband. Although they are directly behind us and all that divides us is a little waist high barb wire fence, we haven't done anything more than wave at each other as there is still quite a distance between us to start up a convo from our places at the washing line or back door .. but today, well today the little old lady waltzed over, stood at the fence and kind of .. well come to think of it she kind of whistled Roxiee and i over like we were dogs! ..

So we wander over and she intoduces herself and tells me her husbands name too, i introduce myself, i introduce Roxiee and i tell her that my husband and son are out fishing .. we chat for a while about our move from Melb - Bundy and i tell her that we are looking to buy a house in Avoca, she tells me what a great place Avoca is and how there are lots of retired people, who are naturally, retired, and then her whole tone changes as she tells me about the 'young' people .. apparantly the 'young' people all work ..and then .. the blogerific sentence ..

"Im suprised that you dont work!!!" ... WOOOOOOOOOOO, gloves on you old maggot infested bag. Are you shitting me? Im sorry but for starters i don't recall asking for your opinion BUT .. seeing as you have now shared it with me, i am making an assumption that it would now be fair of me to make a return opinion which may go a little something like this ..

"I'm suprised you arent dead you old bat"
or .. "Im suprised i havent smacked you in the face with a shovel yet" .. "Oh, never mind, on second looks its apparant that someone already bet me to it" ..

Not once in our conversation did i say i wasn't employed, she HAS seen me throughout the day hanging washing etc so perhaps thats why she assumed i do not have paid employment, but perhaps i work at night? Perhaps i am a prostitute?!?!?! .. or, perhaps .. perhaps in this day and age it's okay for a mother to actually stay at home and be a mother. I took HUGE offence to her stupid statement, i probably shouldn't have .. i mean, back in her day stay at home mums probably werent invented yet .. who know .. who cares. Im thinking of setting fire to her house tonight.

So, as much as i took offence, im not a granny basher so i bit my tounge and put my 'mature face on' .. the rest of the conversation was relatively harmless ..

Little old lady : "well it was lovely to meet you. I should let you know, if ever you talk to me and i dont reply, im not ignoring you im just a little hard on hearing darling"

Me : "rigggght, no worries you old, fat cunt. Go.Eat.A.Dick"

Little old lady "Sorry love, i didn't quite catch that"

Me : "I said no worries, have a great day"