WARNING: Santa spoiler alert!

This morning I was approached by a mum at school who was upset with Child 2 aged 9. He was apparently discussing 

at his  table during class yesterday the fact that he didn't believe in Santa and he believed we in fact are Santa. Her

daughter over heard this and quickly confronted her mother, asking her if  he was right in his beliefs. 


She (the mother) was upset because we had put her in a position where she had to "LIE TO HER DAUGHTER!" lol 


Well excuse me, haven't you been lying for the past 10 years?? Honestly! 


She then again caught up with me while I was walking to my car, now pushing the limits on me getting to work on 

time and continued the discussion, about Santa and the tooth fairy while she was  driving along in her car as I walked 

frantically on the footpath! I would have loved to have had a chat over coffee, about the do's and don't's of 

parenting, but lady I'm in my uniform, walking briskly towards my parked car, after already spending 10 mins 

discussing this with you in the classroom. PLEASE LET ME GO!!!


SANTA IS NOT REAL. DON'T LIE TO YOUR KIDS! That is what I wanted to say to her. But I didn't, instead I listened,

and suggested ways she could soften the blow, and stupidly feeling almost guilty for NOT LYING to my SON!



We still have Santa presents, but our kids know that it is us. They were always told that the Santa's in the shops were 

not the real Santa. My kids caught on very early that they all looked different. No point trying to cover that up.

I just said, if you want to believe in him that's OK. It's like Fairies. If you don't believe in them, then they are not

real for you. Peter Pan helped me out there. But People who do believe in them, they are REAL to them, and that's 

OK.  I guess we learn't our mistake with child 1. One year we sat down to watch a documentary about the history

of the Christmas Tree. Well didn't that spill the beans, and we had to come clean. I guess it is some kind of rite of

passage for us all. We get caught up in the hype, and lie to our kids, and then dig a huge whole for  ourselves 

when they figure it all out. So we decided not to ever lie to them about anything again. And we still get to have

fun at Christmas, and now we get all the praise instead of some fat guy in a suit! lol


This is how my day started.


Work didn't improve things. We had work men in and they accidently cut some power cables, which shut down all

 our lights , and all the cash registers. So nothing was working.


Have you ever been in a shopping centre, full of busy Christmas shoppers, who just want to buy their over priced

goods and get the hell out? 


It was a very intense, and interesting 10-15 mins. Thankfully most people where very understanding. But there were

a few who just could not comprehend that until we had the systems back on line there was nothing we could do! You 

have to love retail!



I got out of work a tad late, and couldn't do the planned shopping before I got home, as that would make me late to

do the school run. Hubby hurt his back on Tuesday, and he is in a bit of a state at the moment. So I have been

trying to stay on top of things, and not doing a good job of it as my back is all flared up too. Great pair!

Our boys have been very FULL ON, especially Child 3, and today it drove us over the edge. 


On top of housework piling up, shopping that needed doing, the lack of income as hubby can't work atm, there were 

a few too many appointments to attend, and now without Hubby to share the load, I was overwhelmed as to how to

 cope.


So we decided to just cancel a few. Suddenly I felt a huge weight lift off. It is OK, I don't have to be all over the place. 

Child 3 can wait till January for his expensive extra education lessons, and instead I can be free to get hubby to the 

Chiro and the doctor's instead. Child 2 has a planter wart on his foot, so we have weekly visits to the doctor to have it 

cut. I am treating it  with wart kill, and it is slowly dying. Ugly bloody things.  



Child 1 has, after blaming us for all her uni woes, left us in this state to be with her boyfriend. Now when having her 

home would be such a huge support, she just can't see it, and I am not going to beg. She actually sent a text 

message tonight asking her dad if he would pick her up after work and drive her back to the boyfriends house! 

Excuse me...........DAD can't even walk well! That is what we are dealing with here!!! KIDS! How about you come 

home, and lend a hand, not just when you need to wash your clothes! 


Sorry I am ranting again!! 

I am happy that I have taken back some control, and practised some time management skills. The dishes can wait , 

no one will die if the washing isn't done today.


I am but one woman................I am good, but even I can not perform miracles.


I am still a worry wart, and until I get on top of Christmas I will still be in this state of restless panic. I think the kids will 

just have to accept that this year might be a little lean. Not unless I can perform a little magic myself that is ??


Well hopefully Saturday will bring some more order to the madness, and I can catch up on some much needed

 housework after work. I must stop gabbing now, and put myself to bed. I have to be up at 5 am.......ewe


Now child 3 is very quiet and yes, he has gone to sleep watching his movie. So I shall leave you and go tuck him into

bed, (they are so much more loveable when they are asleep), and do the same for myself. This Santa is all worn out! 


Have a lovely weekend everyone. Smiles and Hugs to you all. 

Smile

After tripping out yesterday, I thought today I'd keep it on a lighter note. 

The merits of Smiling...

A smile costs nothing.

It can make someone feel good.

It makes you look younger.

It's low fat.

It burns calories.

It puts the wrinkles in the right places.

It makes you feel good.

It works like a boomerang, you send one out and 9/10 times it comes back to you.

^_^ 

Something a little more positive.....

Life!

Today I am sitting here with a million and one things going through my head like some kind of traffic jam dance routine.

It's been yet another week full of doctors appointments, dental appointments, speech therapy appointments, Chiro appointments, and school activities, and tired grumpy kids. Yet it is ONLY Wednesday!!

My sore back isn't helping me at all, and I completely lost Sunday, due to some very strong pain killers. Then last night Hubby sneezed, and he did his disc. So now he is in bed, sad and sorry, and I just have to laugh, as we are just a brilliant pair! Negotiating getting into bed last night was almost comical. It was almost a scene out of  an old aged nursing home. "Don't move...don't touch me....." That was hubby by the way... I am feeling a lot better, just sore, so very sore.

Christmas is fast  approaching, and I just can't sort myself out. I wish that someone could just do it all for me. I have to get more organised, but things just keep getting in my way causing me to shuffle this, and move that, and I feel like I am just chasing my tail.

Child 1 is changing educational direction at Uni, and as always has left things to the last minute  and some how all her issues with school, and courses comes down to us, THE PARENTS, which is of course not the case. She is just scared, and frustrated that she can't do what she wants, and is learning the life lesson of life isn't always fun, and you don't always get what you want. But for now, it is much easier to shed blame on mum and dad, rather than take a good look at yourself, and realise you just can't goof off and play any more, this is life, your life, and we can guide you, suggest, support, but in the end the  it's all down to you.

Child 2 has basically avoided doing homework all term. The little smart butt has managed to pass all his tests, and stay under the radar, but I worry that he isn't really trying, and if he did, he would ace it. He wants to learn the key board next year, and I am trying to figure out how to find the money in there somewhere so he can. I still need to get the boys back into swimming lessons, and Child 3 also wants to play guitar. Child 2 still has drama lessons, and he loves that so much, it has been so good for him, I just can't bring myself to remove him from that class. It is the only thing he has.

Child 3 is sucking the life from me. His ADHD, and learning issues are all anyone can cope with. His teachers are forever on our case, he is not enjoying school any more, and this last 2 weeks have been a nightmare with him. The other day he woke up at 4.30 am. He then woke up EVERYONE. Nor he or the rest of us got back to bed that day till almost 10pm! I KID YOU NOT! I was ready to kill him.

Both hubby and I have been against medication. Choosing to help structure him, routine, firm rules, understanding, and now expensive city based education with a highly qualified specialist, as a last resort to help him learn how to work with his dyslexia, and read and write, and understand, like everyone else. 

I spoke to a mum this morning who has a child like ours. She was the same, hated the idea of drugs, but last year, after watching her daughter battle for the last 4, she couldn't stand it any more, and gave in. She said she has another child. Her grades have improved, she is easy to live with, it just sounds wonderful. But once the meds wear off she goes right back to being her loud annoying self. I know there are days when we crave some calm. But our little boy is who he is, and I am so worried about all the bad side effects. Is it really worth the risk? I guess for now we travel down this road, and keep medication as a very  last resort. We have been told this woman is a miracle worker, so we are putting our trust in her, and in our little man, and hopefully he will start to see he isn't silly, and build on that confidence, and enjoy school much more.

But then I am back to fretting about money. Hubby now wont be able to work, for who knows how long, and he doesn't get paid if he doesn't work. So again I am tossing about Christmas! Do I buy the kids what they want? Do I just get one good thing for all of us? Do I stick my head in a bucket and hide away till January?

January! No rest stop there either. Boys birthdays, our wedding anniversary, (which no doubt again will be celebrated with a non event), Our nieces engagement party, school fees, and new uniforms, shoes, books, blah blah blah...........

I can see our money running away, screaming and laughing, while we sit here and weep.
When do we get a break? Just some settled time of nothing. Nothing to do. No washing, cooking, ironing, cleaning, doctors, shopping, just NOTHING! Oh how I miss days when we could just wake up and be naked, and make love, and sleep, and maybe eat something in there somewhere, and just go and see a movie......just us. Just us.

Sorry I am venting, and I feel I really have no right to vent and bitch and moan.  This week I learned that a friend of ours lost his daughter. She killed herself. It has left me feeling most frustrated with the world. Very sad. Now her dad is inconsolable. He is lost in a world of sadness and depression. So bad that he has left the family home, and his partner, (not the girls mother) is doing her best to help him, but their relationship is now very rocky. 
21! Young, and with a small baby. I feel so very sorry for them all. It was a very mis-managed case of Post Natal Depression. It didn't have to be that way  for her, and it upsets me that still in the year 2012, people fall through the cracks.

We can build bombs, and pay for wars, create false issues so we can be taxed more (carbon tax), but we can't find homes for the homeless, we can't have cheaper housing, secure jobs, better mental health care. Where's the profit in making people well? This world is really sick. Would it just be better of it all to really come to an end on DEC 21st ? 

When I think about what they are going through right now, it makes me very glad that I have my kids safe, and close. I have a hubby who LOVES ME. That is the most precious thing on this earth.

So life moves on. It stops for no one. So I guess I need to stop sitting here and griping about what needs to be done by next week, and just do what needs to be done today. 
DISHES! 

So if you are feeling a little overwhelmed today, just STOP. Have a good vent, and then just let it go. Just think about what needs doing in the next 30 mins. Remind yourself that you have people who care, and people who will listen. Your kids will be OK. They don't need all that stuff anyway. Just BREATHE.

STAY HEALTHY, STAY SAFE, and never take the ones you love for granted. Now I think I need a NAP!  Keep SMILING  ^_^

The day so far...............

Child 3, Mr so full of beans burst into our room 20 mins before the alarm was 

due to go off. Not a happy mummy!


Then operating on auto pilot popped kettle on, like I do each morning and the 

power went out.


It took a good few minutes to realise this as I was still in zombie mode, and I 

was getting school bags packed.


So I waited a bit and then decided to brave the front yard in my dressing gown 

to check the fuse box. Yeap sure enough the trip had gone, so I flicked it back 

on. 

In my positive thinking mode, or just my need for a hot cup of tea, It tried 

again. Power went off again. So back outside I went.


Then I decided it might not be the kettle, it might be the power point, so I

 plugged the kettle into another power point................Nope, it was the 

kettle. So in the bin it went!


With two cats under foot, with no care or concern for the fact that I have not

had a cup of tea yet, just the fact that their bowls were empty.I opened a can

of cat food, and sliced my finger on the can. Not that the cats cared one bit.


After dropping the boys to school, I headed off to buy a new CHEAP, not

spending money on brand names any more, kettle. I went to Kmart, my old 

store and ended up chatting with a few girls I use to work with which was 

lovely. My cheap kettle, turned into some T-shirts, 3/4 pants, work pants for 

hubby, and some Christmas socking fillers for the boys.


Having consumed a large 2&5 Boost juice with ginger for breakfast, well I

didn't get a cuppa, by the time I got home, my bladder was bursting. In my

hurry to get inside, I then cut my foot on the screen door.


So I think it is best for me to stay inside for the rest of the day, and try to 

keep out of trouble. I hope you are having a safer day.


Now for a funny to make you smile.

Life is too short NOT to laugh

A man came home from work and found his 5 children outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers strewn around garden, The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and no sign of the dog, walking in the door, he found ...an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, the throw rug was against one wall, In the front room the T

V was on loudly with the cartoon channel, the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel... She looked up at him, smiled and asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?' She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?...
''Yes," was his incredulous reply..
She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'