I am not a natural Mother. Over the years I have been told quite a few times that I am a Natural Mama. This post is to dispel that myth. When I say natural mama, I do not mean it…
In just three days my little Darwin, who is hardly even four is starting school. I thought I would be freaking out by now, but I’m not. I see all these posts on social media about parents getting really upset…
Here we are at the end of August already. Time is a funny old thing during the Summer holidays. It’s a bit “Wibbly wobbly timey wimey”. The holidays always seem to drag, but once I get to the last week…
First up is Instagram and particularly learning to be visually creative with my images. I am no photographer, but since my amazing talented friend Rida over at beforeandagain_ introduced me to the wonderful world of VSCO. I have had the confidence and a little bit more understanding how to edit my photos . I have really enjoyed playing around and trying to find out what is my style.
The boys had the best time, jumping and splashing, submerging their hands into the mud and throwing bits of mud in the air. It was wonderful to watch, they were just so free. Without me telling them to be careful, don’t get wet, stop shouting they played and played and it was great. Once they were finished they both wanted their hands cleaned and lets just say, a baby wipe wasn’t going to cut it. We found a small stream of running water and they jumped right in and cleaned their hands, they thought it was the best.
You know that you moved schools, predominantly because we moved house, but really it was because of your brother. You had to go to his school. He couldn’t move to your school, and although you know this is because your previous school couldn’t meet Zachary’s needs in the way that your new school can. It still sucks and I get that.
Well, it’s been a while since I’ve taken the time to sit and write a blog post. It’s been far longer than I anticipated or wanted. You know, sometimes life gets in the way. Having four children means sometimes life gets busy, busier than normal. Every now and again I have to hold my hands up and say something has got to give and for a while it was blogging.
As Mothers, sleep and time are probably the two most common things that elude us. Often we have to sacrifice one of them to enable ourselves to get enough of the other to make sure we are still able to function. I don’t think you ever truly understand the value and luxury that is sleep, until you add some mini human beings into your life.
Most people know that newborns are going to seriously impede on the amount sleep you can expect to get. Pregnant Mothers are often advised to get as much sleep as they can during the later stages of pregnancy, as they won’t be getting much during the first nine months of Motherhood. Hahaha.
We travelled by train which was fun for the boys. It didn’t take long for the boys to all be playing together. There were water systems with toy boats, water squirters and little cogs to turn to create currents. It was great. Hannah and I managed to get in snippets of conversations, between me herding my brood, doing trips to the toilet and feeding my hungry bunch. The boys got to operate a robot arm, that played an electric drum kit, I may have had a go too. The boys explored a huge steam engine and got to control what I think was a mini replica of the Mars Rover, unfortunately we didn’t get to go into the planetarium due to my well established poor time keeping. Alexx controlled a really cool robot where you could make it sing/talk etc. It was a great day had by all.