Friday, January 11, 2013

Mind Bump prompt

sometimes I have a bloggy wander through the cyber space looking for blog prompts and today wandered into that which is Mind Bump, a cute little website which describes its namesake thus :
» mindbump «

1. a remedy for blogger's block that also serves as a blog promotional tool;
2. the opposite of a "brain-fart"
so I'm taking a little quiz, then I'm gonna pass it on :

“What's the best piece of advice you have received?” 

Trust your inner voice. Trust your instincts, your sixth sense. Trust that you know what is right for you and your children.
Also Do NOT eat the yellow snow.

 “As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up? If that dream died at some point, explain why.” 

As a child I wanted to be a school teacher. Then I grew up and realised that I actually only like my own kids. If I did not give birth to a child, I have a very low tolerance threshold.  

 “Seconds are always ticking and flying away, time being wasted. What would you do if you could slow down time?” 

Can I go back in time? Can I un-say mean and silly things blurted out in the heat of a temper tantrum? No ? If could slow time down I would take time to really look at my kids and see the young adults who are almost here. I would kiss the still baby soft cheeks of my 8 yr old and never let her grow up. I would also scoff all the Twisties that I hid in the back of the cupboard.

 “What has your favourite website taught you?” 

My favourite website.. well that would be Simple Loving Thoughts! 
This bloggy space has taught me that I can write. That my opinion is valid and valued. It has also taught me that not everyone will agree with me, and that's okay. It has taught me the joy of reflection, looking back at the early years. And it has taught me that sharing my own stories, however humble, is important because somewhere on this planet another mother is struggling, is facing the same issues and is hoping for a voice that says," I've been there"

"Who are you when no-ones looking - describe yourself on a day when the shades are drawn and no-one is coming to visit"

I am listening to Country music, probably still wearing my pajamas. I don't wear makeup on my social days so if its a non-social day you'll be lucky if I've brushed my hair. I'm eating buttery vegemite toast and drinking instant coffee. I may be talking "mummy wuves you" gibberish to my puppydogs" You can't prove anything

 “What is your most unusual Thanksgiving/Holiday tradition?”

The marshmallow tree. There is a weird little bakelite tree that slots together that I remember from every childhood Christmas. It was my Grandmothers and has gone to live with my big Sis. It has branches which were carefully covered in marshmallows on Christmas morning...Ohh and canned asparagus spears in a little dish.... I guess you had to be there.....

 “Do you have a favorite fairytale? Who is your favorite character and why?” 

Favourite fairytale.. hmm well I do quite like the idea of a gingerbread house decorated with candy. But I don't love the whole child abandonment storyline of Hansel and Gretel. My favourite Fairytale is the Twelve Dancing Princesses and I would have been happy to be any one of them. I love to dance and I love a new pair of shoes every day.


 “What is the one thing you are most proud of in your life. ” 

Impossible to narrow down to just one thing. My kids obviously. And I make a kick-arse Chinese stirfry. I'm proud I earned my nursing registration.....
But also I am proud of who I am becoming. As I gain confidence in my ability and right to choose the path my life takes, I am liking myself more. And as I let go of the many, many fears that have held me back, I am discovering that actually, I'm an okay person.

So I'm passing it on, take the same questions and answer them... who are you?


Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Ninja summer

Things to do in the summer heat:
- relax
-read a book
-have a picnic
-eat watermelon
-swim in the pool

Things to NOT do in the summer heat
- do not jump out on the side on the pool thinking you are a ninja warrior ( because you are not)
- do not allow your right hand to slip off the side of the pool, leaving your left hand to take the full and hefty weight of your water-logged body
- do not add a little twist at the end of your leap as this will make your wrist cry and curse you


 I know! These are the stories my kids will tell their kids and we will sit around and laugh but right now there are some serious painkillers calling my name.
Repeat after me Mumma's, mamma's, momma's and mummy's,
"I am not a Ninja warrior Princess and I should use the ladder.
 I am not a Ninja warrior Princess and I should use the ladder.
 I am not a Ninja warrior Princess and I should use the ladder."
 

You're welcome

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Go Me

When depression has its nasty tentacles wrapped around me, one thing I find to be immensely helpful is running. It is mindless and purposeful. It can't be involved as part of a multi-tasking activity and no-one actually expects me to hold a conversation while I'm doing it.
I will happily admit it has been SEVERAL months since I hit the treadmill, but lately I have been craving some me time.
I went back to the gym yesterday. A really quick trip. I managed to run for 20 minutes before I felt like my lungs were going to make a break for daylight. My old running shoes have finally given up all pretense of shock absorption and the asthma puffer needed replacing.
I went to Sportspower for a new pair of runners.
The salesman (also store owner and fellow parent from our school) nodded dubiously as I explained I needed Runners for Running.
"Not just walking around the block."

"No really, I run." - well as I just started it would be more correct to say I ran, but you are splitting hairs now.

"I know this arse doesn't look streamlined.. thats why I'm starting" Is there a law against wanting nice running shoes before you are able to comfortably cover 10 miles uphill on a 40 degree day?
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"20 mins is my max right now." It's also my minimum based on my one and only run.

"No I wouldn't rather grab some K-mart specials" because my feet cried today and I need to feel like I am doing something positive for myself, not like I am punishing myself with every step.
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After 20 minutes of me explaining and him nodding (and probably thinking.. lady, you are off your trolley!) I came home with a new pair of very nice running shoes.


they have shock absorbers in the heel, are cutting edge Nike running shoe technology and are a very pretty purple.
Today I ran 25 minutes.
Tomorrow I plan to run 30.
I think we can all agree it was money well spent.
Go Me!

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

time


it ticks by
whether we acknowledge it or not...
whether we celebrate it or not...
whether we sleep it away or stare obsessively at the moving hand...
whether we want it to speed up or wish we could freeze it forever...
whether the need to move forward is greater than the need to hold on to what was...
whether we wish for a fresh start or we wish for a few moments longer with the present...



I spent my New Years Eve in bed getting ready for another nursing shift.

Today on the ward a lovely lady passed away.
Just down the hall a brand new baby met her parents after such a long wait.
A gorgeous young man was told to put his life in order and make his final plans.
A determined man of 92 walked again for the first time in 3 months.
A tired woman was reunited with a daughter she hasn't seen in 8 years.
Today a 5 yr old held his beautiful grandpoppy's hand and whispered goodbye.

Today I was humbled, overwhelmed, in fits of laughter and reduced to tears.
For some reason today it was more acute.

I haven't got my new years resolution down to a cute sentence.
I think this year will be a year of absorbing and embracing, learning and growing and appreciating everything that I have .
I hope that I have an open and willing heart, the energy, and the grace to accept the lessons that come my way.

Wishing everyone a blessed 2013 xxx

Monday, December 17, 2012

Nine things you didn't know

Nine things you didn't know ....

1. I am a Mills and Boon reader - yes I am, I love the cheesy storylines where the 24 yr old orphan virgin secretary is offered the chance of a lifetime to pretend to be her billionaire Greek Tycoons mystery fiancée. She falls in love, he is in denial at first but the succumbs to her innocent charm, they have a fight/accident/pregnancy and fall out with each other until they discover they can't live without each other. Cue Epilogue where they gaze adoringly at their twin babies as the sun sets.
All in under 2 hrs which is the average time I get in the bath on a Sunday night.
(side note - when I buy a M&B I pretend it's for my Nanna so they don't think I really read them)

2. I am afraid of snakes. Like,  terrified of them. As in - we don't go anywhere off the concrete from Spring to Autumn. I know many are protected species but I don't believe that applies to any that come into my vision. I have never actually come across one but when I do it should consider its 'protected' status nullified.

3. I cry at lots of things. Tears are never far away. News reports, sad or happy movies, watching my kids, it doesn't take much for the hot prickles to start and my eyes well up. It used to bother me, now I am just accepting that my emotions run close to the surface. The downside is, a crappy day at work can have me teary even when I'm trying to have a professional facade.

4.The Vicar Of Dibley is required viewing in our house. It is one show that can make The Man I Married and I both giggle like toddlers. I understand it is irreverent and silly British humour, I think that is exactly why we love it. And Dawn French ROCKS. Yes she does.

5. I don't like chocolate. I really don't. I don't like the feel of it on my tongue. I could happily go for 40 years without another piece of chocolate. Cheese, biscuits, wine and antipasto platter I will fight you to the death for but chocolate you can have. I know.. not normal right?

6. I've had two real boyfriends in my entire life and I married one of them. When I say I don't really understand much about one night stands, I'm not joking. I have no clue. Not one. This means all and any worldliness I may portray is either a big fat fake or I read about it in a book. Probably a Mills and Boon.

7. When I'm swimming in a pool at night I'm pretty sure there are sharks in the dark water. Just saying.

8. I play a stupid game on Facebook called Castleville - when I say stupid I mean awesome and by play I mean that sometimes I need to get up at 3 am to harvest my crops so they don't wither before morning because they have a very short cyber life. I have a cool little Kingdom and I am mistress of my land. TMIM thinks I'm a bit crazy but thats only because I have more castle than him. 

 9. I don't really consider myself a blogger. Which is weird because by the looks of it, I am, in fact, a blogger! But some people take their blogging wayyyyyyy more seriously than me so I think I'm more like a fringe blogger. I doubt I am ever going to get too serious with my blogging so if any of you are waiting for daily posting, don't hold your breath. The only thing I can guarantee  to do daily is pee.



So tell me.. what's your little secret? What don't I know about you?


Sunday, December 16, 2012

Sandy Hook

There are really no words to express my horror and distress at yesterdays terrible news.
Twenty tender hearts taken from this world and with them six brave teachers who tried so hard to protect them.
I can't imagine the hurt and anguish for these families right now.

There is no pretty little picture for you today, no cute quote. I won't use this situation to push my views on gun control, the existance of God or homeschooling.

Hug your kids, tell them you love them. Don't leave them with an angry word.
We truly never know when the last time will be the last time

xxx

Thursday, December 6, 2012

inner voices

Do you listen to your inner voice?
Yesterday one of my favorite facebook pages  had this awesome image in its timeline.



and it got me thinking.
I don't think we listen to ourselves enough.

It seems like every other person on the planet knows better than us, in parenting, in work/life balance, in how to eat properly, exercise right, in how to educate our children, in how to be successful in business and relationships.. in everything. There are 3000 self-help books for every category listed about and another 7000+ e-books if the paper version isn't enough.

Lately there has been 'stuff' in my world and even though my inner voice was telling me to be wary, everyone around me was telling me otherwise. Telling me I was overly cautious, paranoid, looking for excuses...
and then my inner voice was proven true.

Why can't we raise our babies, have relationships and go through menopause without three bookshelves full of Positive parenting, Positive relationships, Embracing the 'new' you and Welcome to womanhood hardcovers written by people with NO MORE QUALIFICATIONS than you or me?
I'm all for asking questions and sharing stories but it would be nice if the entire publishing world wasn't heart-set on convincing us that we are all useless blithering idiots without a clue unless we have volumes 1-8 of 'How to parent your 21st century child'

It's time, my lovely readers that we stop reading other peoples opinions, and we start listening to our own. Parenting by our own compass, building our relationships without the help of Dr Phil (not dissing Phil, I'm sure he's a nice man but he is not my husband nor am I his wife so what works in his house is not relevant in mine).
It's time to stop trying to win friends and influence people through a series of standard steps and actually being discerning about who we make friends with. I don't want to be friends with someone who only wants me as another notch on their "facebook follower" belt.

I am wondering how we can teach our kids to trust their inner voice if we don't trust our own?