Tagged: Ponderings

Nov 29

Blogging, blogging and more blogging

Well the whole going back to work thing has taken its toll .. its busy here, and the end of the year and jamboree coming up and whatever else I just haven’t had the time to blog. I have taken a few photos, not every day but still a few.

Anyway, today I have back-posted all the photos I have taken … here are the quick links to all the posts I back-posted today …

Work Christmas Party

A bit too much – poor William fallen asleep on the couch ..

Joey Jaunt

Dress up Disco

Jordan’s Extravaganza

Super Trainset building

Superheroes

Jordan making Gingerbread men

Jordan at Landcare

Or you could just scroll down on the main blog page and read them that way … lol

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Sep 28

Nostalgia

You know those moments, when you come across something that makes you think back. Some silly memories is triggered .. lol

Well that happened to me this morning, wandering through the digiscrap galleries like I do, I spied a layout about a baby having a bath in the sink and it reminded me of a song my mum used to sing to me.

We lived in France at the time, Aix-en-Provence actually, and we used to walk to school. It was quite a walk and mum used to tell us stories (like Macbeth or Don Quixote .. hehe) and also sing. ‘Your Baby has gone down the plughole’ was a form favourite, my mum used to sing it in the best voice, and we used to be in hysterics.

I love it when those memories come forth!

And for the sake of nostalgia I googled the lyrics … not sure if this is exactly what my mum sang, but it made me giggle nonetheless.

A mother was bathin’ her baby one night
The youngest of ten, a poor little mite
The mother was fat and the baby was fin
T’was nawt but a skellington wrapped up in skin

The mother turned round for the soap from the rack
She weren’t gone a minute, but when she got back
Her baby had gone, and in anguish she cried
“Oh, where is my baby?”, and the angels replied

Your baby has gorn dahn the plug’ole
Your baby has gorn dahn the plug
The poor little thing was so skinny and thin
He shoulda been bathed in a jug

Your baby is perfik’ly happy
He won’t need no bathin’ no more
He’s workin’ his way through the sewers
Not lost, just gone on before

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Feb 17

The Techno Age

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Yep, we got two of these today, two new (well new to us, we picked them up re-furbished on ebay) iPods for the boys. 4GB Nanos, 3rd Gen because they were a good deal, not just a little iPod Shuffle. Mind you Jordan did already have one of those which has now been handed down to William who is more than happy about it. The new Nanos can have movies on it, and I have been busy converting some of their 20 mins cartoons that they can have on their to watch.

As I am doing this I see two Nintendo DS sitting in the lounge (we had three but one got broken and Jordan never bothered to get it replaced), we have a wii, and x-box and three notebook computers. The X-box and computers are networked together with a 1TB external HD .. hmm now I am concerned. Sam can watch TV from his computer because he bought a TV receiver, and I generally only watch DVD’s on my computer because it is easier than fighting for TV time.

Then I just had to laugh, what have we come too, our family are techno-geeks .. maybe not hard-core but we are on the way.

Do I spoil my children? I am not sure, when I was Jordan’s age I had a walkman, the iPod of the age. It had both radio and tape!!! My goodness we were spoilt. We also had a Commodore64, again at the time that was amazing. So even though it feels like my kids have so much more than I ever did, comparatively speaking they probably don’t. They just have the equivalent of what I did at the time.

So have we become too commercialised? Should I be cutting back and going simpler, taking away computers and DS’ and whatever else, get the kids back to basics … But then next to the DS’ is Jordan’s acoustic guitar that he is learning to play, no technology there, and he loves it. Next to all the boys beds are books of every description .. William has a bucket of train books of every description, Thomas has a collection of chapter books and picture books as he is gradually moving up in his readin ability, and Jordan has the second (large) novel from a set he got for Christmas. Our house is covered in art and craft of every shape and description, the kids colour, build cubby houses and run out to the oval to play footy. We go to Scouts, Gymnastics amd Swimming lessons .. so I reckon we do ok .. yes we are spoilt, all of us .. but I believe we are maintaining balance, atleast I hope we are …

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Feb 16

Coffee!

You know, I have sat around pondering today .. yes dangerous I know!

I am sure I used to have interesting conversation, you know that intellingent, thought provoking conversation, when you used to sit around and chat with mates until the long hours drinking coffee, sipping wine, whatever ..

What happened to those times, these days almost avery word that comes out of my mouth is to do with children. Not that I wouls swap them for anything, they are a delight, they are beautiful and I love them dearly, but what happened to me? Somewhere I dissappeared.

I have recently become reacquainted with friends I haven’t seen for years, since before I was a parent, and chatting on the phone I realised how different I am, how boring I must seem to others. Oh yes, I know it doesn’t matter what others think, but I kinda like that person I was. No I am not lamenting, not really, I am not particularly distressed by this, but just wondering how it happened. Am I really uninteresting now?? I guess I don’t really know, I hope I am not.

But I guess it shows, that we cannot hang on to the past, we need to make ourselves a new future. My kids are getting a little bit older, they are all at school now, Jordan even doing his final year at Primary School, it won’t be long when I will need to rediscover myself, I won’t just be mum anymore, but can I remember how?

The funny thing is, I sat there pondering all of this over a cup of coffee. And it wasn’t one in a fancy coffee shop, with a beautiful little sweet something to nibble on the side. It was here in front of my computer, with two children home sick fighting over something in the lounge room, as I try to wake up with my huge hot chocolate mug, filled with black coffee in my hands.

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I always have found myself thinking “What am I going to be when I grow up?”, now I find myself thinking “When did I grow up? I missed that happening …”

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