A quiet weekend.....thankfully!

Well it's Sunday morning and we are having a much quieter weekend than last week - thank goodness!!

The highlight of last Saturday was while Dan, Lach and Cody were away at Wagin karting and I was left at home with Niamh, Max, Blake and Isla. Max and Blake were being very silly - just one of those moods where I couldn't calm them down no matter what I did. Blake gave Max an almighty shove in the back towards the dining room window and Max went through it - arms outstretched! Both hands got cut up and there was an awful lot of blood and screaming and panic (the panic was mostly from me, LOL!)

After a distress call to Grandad and a quick trip to the hospital Max had his hand glued up and I had called a glass repair man to fix the window. In the end the cuts weren't too bad but still not something I care to repeat in a hurry!!!

This weekend we have spent pottering around the house tidying and cleaning, doing washing and generally tidying up
Lachlan has his friend Jarred coming over shortly so he is looking forward to a day outside riding bikes in the dirt. Cody is glued to the playstation once again and the little kids are running around causing general havoc (as usual!!)

I will dedicate the day to washing and folding laundry.... I am determined to find the floor in there today!! Wish me luck!!!

M
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reflecting....

As I sit here late at night (Yes, I should be in bed!!) my mind once again drifts to my Mum and how much I miss her. I am left wondering... does it ever get easier? It's been two years now and I guess in a way it is easier.. I no longer feel like I am in denial about her being gone... nor am I begging the universe to do me a deal and bring her back... but it hurts. It hurts every time I think about her. Every time my kids do something amazing, or funny, or they are sick or hurt themselves... the first thing I think of is... I want to pick up the phone and call Mum! She was really my best friend. She was the one I turned to every time anything at all happened in my life. She was my main support but more than that she was my friend. I cared about all the little details of what was going on with her and I know she cared about all the same things in my life.. unconditionally! I feel like as time goes on I am forgetting the little things.. what she smelled like, all the tiny details, what it felt like to hug her.... I remember in the last month or so of her life when I was still in a bit of denial and Mum stood in my kitchen with her arms around me supporting me and telling me that I was going to be ok!! I would give anything to feel that hug again :'(

It feels like 2 years on I shouldn't still be thinking these things. Like I shouldn't be expressing them because the world has moved on and the accepted 'period of mourning' is over. I don't feel like people really want to be reminded of such sad thoughts and so I just keep them to myself.... and occasionally when it gets too much I spill them out in a forum such as this.

M
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PS: I'll come back tomorrow and update with general news of our life when I am feeling a little more cheery!

In other news... Monday again - blerch!! I really don't like Mondays :( It means that it's a whole 5 days till we can spend the day with Dan again and I can get some back up in this mad house!

We had a good weekend though, Saturday was spent doing the usual cleaning and running around to Ballet etc.. then Saturday night I had a few drinks and watched some movies with the kids while Dan and the older boys worked on their Karts in the shed. There was some pretty wild weather overnight Saturday



We woke Sunday morning to find the Trampoline had flown accross the yard and landed very close to the back verandah. We were supposed to be having a family photo shoot Sunday in the bush out the back but of course it had to be postponed till next Sunday due to the weather!! We spent the rest of Sunday just hanging around the house while the kids played and we pottered around doing washing and tidying etc.. .

Sunday night was my brother in law's birthday party at the Yacht club in rockingham so we headed out about 5pm and spent a lovely evening amongst family and friends celebrating with him. It was a great night and a lovely end to a nice cruisy weekend!

NEXT - my new obsession!!

Ever since my friend Simone introduced me to the website for NEXT (a UK based clothing store) I have been in heaven!! I love ordering the kids clothes online and waiting for the postie to bring our goodies! I love the anticipation of waiting and the feeling when they finally arrive and you get to open up the parcels like it is christmas time!! It has been especially good because Next do free postage site wide so it works out to be pretty comparable to prices in Aus except in my opinion, a whole lot nicer than the clothes available for the kids here.

So far I have bought them everything from socks and undies to big winter jackets, dresses and tights, t-shirts and shoes!! Today when the postie arrived she bought with her a delivery that Cody has been waiting on for ages... He desperately wanted a pair of Red Converse Chuck Taylors and today they arrived..... He's going to be so happy when he gets home from school :)