Showing posts with label Adventures in mothering. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adventures in mothering. Show all posts

Friday, January 27, 2012

Home - a timber house on a green hill…

Well it’s official, we are putting down roots! 

We are settling down, pertaining to Geographical location, as opposed to calming down our exuberant personalities!!! 

We have moved out of our camper trailer….that took all of hmmm, 2 hours! And we have found places for all our bits and bobs and managed to spread out! The children have unpacked their toy boxes and rediscovered all manner of treasures they had hidden away. I have tried to fill the new kitchen but the fact of the matter is our stuff is very minimal. There is just soooooo much space! It’s wonderful to have room to swing the proverbial cat after living in a 1 room tent all together for the past 2 years! We are so thrilled to be living in this little green patch of paradise. The children each have their own Bedrooms! Wooo Hoo! Daniel and I have privacy! Wooooo Hooooo! The Fantastic Four even have their own Bathroom! Bliss!
This beautiful property we now call home is nestled amongst the greenery (did I mention it’s green???) of a nature reserve. This means we are not permitted to have pets. Oh well…who needs pets when you have children, right? There is a rainforest and trickling creek down the back and we do share the property with a neighbour although we have not yet managed to cross paths. Her house is right along the creek and we are a whole house block up the hill. I do hope we get to meet soon. I am a big believer in getting to know your neighbours! The house water is pumped from the creek, so we are adjusting to all this means for a family of 6. There is no rubbish disposal, so we are adjusting to that as well, Saturday is currently “Dump Day”. The house is a 2 storey timber home, with lots of wide open space. There are high ceilings and no hallways!  And wait for it……there’s even a stage! I know……random! We fully expect our family will make use of the stage! At this stage it has been set up as a creative corner! All manner of creative resources are just begging to be used…. We have quite a collection from home-schooling during our travels. Paints, watercolour pencils, wax & oil crayons, textas, coloured pencils, glitter glue, coloured paper/cardboard/wrapping paper/crepe paper/drawing paper…. There does seem to be a lack of glitter though. And since we moved in I have had to buy glue or sticky tape, or both, every time I grocery shop!!! Clag is my friend! The beauty of having a creative corner is that it is always in use! They have been busy creating Art work to personalise their Bedroom Walls! Some really Beautiful work too! The down side I guess, is the mess. Honestly though I am loving seeing The Fantastic Four busily creating after so long of constantly travelling and the restrictions of that lifestyle. 

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The road where we live…it’s so very green!
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“Creative Corner” set up around the edges of the stage area!
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This is Josie’s Bedroom. She wanted to be able to look out over trees…well she has trees one way and rolling green hills the other way.
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The sleep-out upstairs! Mostly used for playing games!
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This is my Bedroom Smile
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The Kitchen…is enormous!
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The Dining Table is in the middle of a very wide, open space
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A broader view of our space…
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We call this ‘the road to nowhere’ it’s directly above the Dining Table!
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The ramp that’s being built into the top level of the house
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My sister Kris, her kids: Benji, Zoe & Kita and The Fantastic Four standing on the bridge over our little creek in the rainforest down the back!

The weekend after we unpacked everything into the House, I looked around and wondered how on earth we were going to do this? Re-establishing ourselves after selling and giving away everything we owned to travel Australia 2 and a bit years ago!!! There are all sorts of hurdles to be jumped and obstacles to be navigated. Mostly though it feels like we are on holidays in someone else’s home. I am sure that will pass. Isn’t it funny, I have happily used our plastic plates, bowls and cups as we’ve travelled but now I long for the day we are financial enough to purchase a Dinner set. I have my eye on one already. I have been content with making do with an 80 Litre fridge freezer, and now I am eagerly anticipating storing such decadent things like ice-cream and ice-cubes in a much bigger receptacle! I have used a great variety of washing machines as we traversed the continent but I long for the day we can bring home a washing machine that is all ours! I have been enjoying a little reprieve from Home-schooling the Fantastic Four. It has been wonderful to start over at a new school, but also quite daunting. The uniforms, the school bags, lunch boxes, the shoes, the hats….the great influx of “stuff” that comes with that territory. It has been great to hear their daily reports, and a great relief that they’re enjoying their new school. I pray they will make good friends. It’s early days yet and I have to say it’s been a struggle for them in the “making friends” department.  I am sure that with time and a good deal of prayer that will happen Smile  As Daniel is working, he takes the car, drops the children off to school in Atherton and continues on his way. The kids are loving this time with Dad. However it has posed a problem for me in that I am “stuck” at home. I don’t mind really, it has been nice to potter around the house, I have even managed a little sketching (watch this space). We had to find a way for the children to get home from school, and thankfully there is a bus service that will pick them up from the front of their school and deliver them safely to Malanda. As a result I am getting my daily exercise walking the 1.5kms down our hilly road, across the dodgey 1 lane bridge perched nonchalantly across the swiftly flowing creek, to meet the Bus and then the 1.5kms back across the dodgey 1 lane bridge perched nonchalantly across the swiftly flowing creek and up our hilly road home again. Quite an adventure, especially in the rain!

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The dodgey 1 lane bridge perched nonchalantly across the swiftly flowing creek
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The walk is quite pleasant really!
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Nearly Home after an afternoon stroll!
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Settling down in North QLD means MANGOES! Yummo!

It has taken quite a lot of getting used to living in a nature reserve. It’s not all that different to living in a tent really. “Nature! It’s all over me!!!!” The thing about wildlife….they just don’t respect Human boundaries. We have been amused by the buzz we have created in their Habitat. There is an abundance of brown Beetles here, I have no idea what they are….but come nightfall they fly in through the windows (forgot to mention, we have no screens!) and proceed to re-group and play the latest Beetle Game. Last night’s game was how many walls can we fly in to!!! A very rambunctious game! I have to admit quite a few Beetles were harmed in the proceedings Smile. There are an abundance of Butterflies, and yes we regularly see the beautiful Blue Monarch Butterfly flutter by. The other really cool thing we see are Fireflies! They like to provide a twinkling fairy light effect around the Gardens after dark. We’ve seen a few inside the house after all the lights have gone out as well (thanks to the screen-less windows again). Every night this week I have done the washing up with my mate “Kermit” the green tree frog perched on the windowsill. Daniel informs me that Kermit is an unoriginal name for a frog, but it works for me. Last night must have been ‘Bring a friend night’ because there were two green tree frogs perched there. Now I have to come up with another name, something original…..got any ideas??? Talking about names….there is apparently a timid tree Kangaroo living somewhere around the creek down the back, and his name is Bruce! We have not yet had the pleasure of seeing Bruce. Perhaps the cacophony my four children create has kept him away. We have marvelled at the little antics of the Firetail Finches. The critically endangered Star Finches are so cute! I have also spotted some Red-browed Finches as well. Suffice to say, there is an abundance of birdlife to be observed. We have been woken every day by the morning Gossip amongst the bird community! I believe the collective noun for a group of birds should be a “Gossip of Birds” as opposed to a “Flock”. Hmm, just a thought. There has been the odd arachnid, yuck! And we discovered a snake skin on the bricks on the driveway (as in very close to the front doors) the day after we moved in! Eeeeek!
As I sit and write this we are coming into our 3rd weekend in a timber house on a green hill in Malanda. The last few weeks have been quite tricky at times, and yet we feel so very Blessed. God is amazing! I am so thrilled He has called us to settle here. It hasn’t been easy, in fact it has been a whole other adventure! We still feel a little clueless as to why here…? But that’s okay. We hold a few small pieces of the jigsaw puzzle and we’re seeking the other pieces. Just as it takes time and a few failed attempts to put together a jigsaw puzzle, it will take us a bit of time to re-establish our family and find what it is God would have us do here. In the meantime we are looking at the big picture (the one that the Designer displays on the jigsaw puzzle box lid). We may not know “what’s coming next” but our Lord and  Saviour does and I’m okay with that! We’re just praying for that next piece in the puzzle…

Friday, April 17, 2009

Crazy Last Day Of Term 1...

The last day of School for first term was one crazy day indeed. After a week filled with tummy bugs and an attack of the grumps, we were thrilled to find ourselves on the brink of 10 special days together to rest, recuperate and recharge for next term.
With much delight the children dressed in plain clothes for "free dress day" and then we got down to business..."crazy hair-styling". No Easter bonnet parades at their School, just "crazy hair and free dress day".
Having won the previous 4 years Josie (Miss 10) insisted she wanted to look crazy but not win this year okay Mum! Leisl (Miss 8 & 3/4)was determined to go to school even though she was feeling a little off, so I did her hair to match. Rosa (Miss 6) wanted to look like a Princess (of course!!!!) and Connor (Mr 6) well, he just doesn't have much hair! So after a bit of effort on my part with the girls we dashed down to the local shops to search out some coloured hair spray for one little man. Armed with said can we arrived at School, and under pressure applied it artistically in the car park, as you do. Here are the results (P.S if you click on the pics they will open up much bigger):
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Josie's "zzzzzz zzzzzzz do"
was twisted and spiky and whacky.
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Leisl's was quite pretty at the back but very unusual at the front...


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Connor was short, and swirly! And we plaited his little Rat's tail....

P4096534All in all it was a lot of fun, and four happy littleuns headed into the School eager to show off their new "dos".
It made me think though...it doesn't matter if they win, or if their Teachers and Peers like their hair-dos...at the end of the day the pins will come out, the dye will wash out and the ribbons will be put away...but they will have yet another memory to hang on to. Another story about their whacky Mum and the crazy creations she came up with. And how we scoured the local shops for coloured hair spray (even considering for a brief moment using crazy string!) The perfect end to a topsy turvey first term for my two Grade one-ers, one Grade 4-er and one Grade 5-er. One that often left me scratching my head trying to figure things out, or yanking my hair out as I tried to come to terms with the frustrations of Bullying, or the many moments of stress and borderline hysteria as we negotiated the thrills and spills of 4 little people trying to make sense of their ever changing world. I love that at every moment God has walked with us...gently coaching us, providing for us and smoothing out the bubbles. I love that...when I find myself in the thick of it and feel like I'm going a little bit Psycho-Mummy Crazy he is there...helping me to take a deep breath and brush it off.
Sigh. I often catch myself repeating "I love my kids! No, really, I LOVE my kids!!!!" Just to remind myself that when things get a bit sticky..."I really DO loooooove my Kids!"
I can only imagine how much my God and Father looks upon the tangled, tousled mess of our crazy mixed up world and says..."I LOVE my Kids! I really Loooooove my kids!"
Let's face it, he's crazy about us too!
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Saturday, February 7, 2009

The Next Chapter...

Here I was thinking with no small degree of nostalgia, that the chapter had closed on my little ones' infancy... Only to find we have begun another adventure. One that often takes me by surprise and completely blows out my previously established sense of order.
I just found a trail of Rice Bubbles trickled randomly down the Hallway, even though breakfast was hours ago! When I was washing earlier I discovered not one, not two.....but six favourite small toys buried in pockets accompanied by rocks, leaves, grass clippings and one screw. I went to check on the children who were all suspiciously quiet to find Leisl and Connor "bathing" midget teenage mutant ninja turtles on the back verandah (hey, at least they were outside!). Rosa was just beginning to dress up...she is a Princess after all!!!! And Josie was sitting happily drawing.
Some noticeable changes that accompany this particular stage of the Parenting adventure I shall affectionately call.... "The Primary School Years"

  • More washing to deal with (after all they are bigger, and Leisl has to wear...oh I don't know....at least 3 outfits in 1 day!)


  • Kids that can take their own baskets, fold and put their own clothes away (as long as I don't watch how they go in their drawers)


  • more food consumed (Bigger tummies)


  • Higher grocery bills


  • More lunchboxes to pack (although they are packing their own)


  • More books to read (Got to love those learner readers)


  • More hair to do (was so much easier when they were bald!)


  • More ummmm intentional stimulation


  • A house that is no longer baby-proof


  • Glasses on the table instead of plastic cups


  • Kids that can pop their own dirty dishes in the dishwasher (I love that)


  • After school activities


  • Children learning Instruments


  • Cuts, scrapes, bruises...more injuries!


  • Head Lice! (Feeling itchy yet?)


  • Worms! (eeeeewwwwwwww!)


  • Teeth falling out and leaving Gaps! (amazingly Connor still has all his Baby teeth!!!!)


  • Visits from the Tooth Fairy


  • Homework


  • Sleep overs!


  • Kids that can click themselves in, in the car, clean up their own rooms, brush their own teeth (well my 8 and 10 year olds do)


  • Very interesting prayers


  • Lots of laughs together


  • Kids that can wipe their OWN bottoms....Hallelujah!


  • Lots of singing, especially songs from School that we never expected them to know!!!!


  • Long Legs that dangle down to touch the floor when you pick up your kids for a cuddle!


  • Training wheels off their push bikes.


  • I'd love to say a clean and tidy house, but that would be getting your hopes up! (I heard that sigh of relief!)

Suffice to say, this period of parenting is in it's early stages for us...and we are enjoying it immensely. I love that new found independence (well some of the time) and I love the extra helping hands (most of the time)....I still haven't figured out the total prevention of Head Lice or discovered exactly why there are Rice Bubbles trickled down the hallway....
But we so appreciate the words in Ecclesiastes 3:1...

There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven...

I hope you are enjoying the chapter you are in.....it will be over before you are ready for it.
Blessings
xx
handholdfemale



Suck it up Princess!

I came out of the Office today to find our four precious, delightful children all bickering, so I did what any Mother worth her salt does...I retreated and waited to see if it would all blow itself out.
Ha!
The tempest raged for some time and there's only sooo much time you can spend on Facebook! So, I intervened...sending them all to their respective beds. A very noisy process! But essential...
Time out is as crucial for them as it is for me...it makes me a better Mum. I am always so much better equipped with a self-imposed breather to get a handle on my frustrations. Sometimes much to our amusement Rosa (Miss 6) takes herself to bed, loudly, but without our intervention. She knows she needs to get it together so she storms off to bed.
I wonder where you go? Or what you do in that brief breather?
Me?
I go outside! Breathe in Breathe out... And having a beautiful view out the back really helps. Somehow being outside takes the edge off. Other times I go check my emails, send a text message, read a page or two of our Book Club Book or the MOPS book for this year "The Mommy Diaries". No matter what I do, I pray!
It's funny, the other day we were having one of those episodes with Miss Rosa, and in a flash of frustration this wrung out Mummy inappropriately quipped "suck it up Princess!" To which she ceased raging and delightfully replied...."Mummy..., you just called me Princess!"
That made me laugh!!! All tension dissipated...
Apparently being addressed as the royalty she KNOWS she is was enough to pull her out of her stormy emotional outburst!
I think I might just use this amusing reminder for myself.
All of us can do with reminding that we are adopted daughters of the KING!
Annnd when life spins out of control emotionally, as it inevitably does during this crazy Adventure in Mothering, I hope he whispers loudly in our ears...
Suck it up Princess!
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Saturday, January 31, 2009

When the Fish are jumping...

When I think of adventure I think of doing the daring things that make your stomach drop to your kneecaps and cause an adrenaline rush that keeps you going for hours! The oh my goodness you've got to be kidding me kind of things.

Some of our most memorable adventurous moments have been born out of seemingly ordinary situations. There we were plodding along when out of nowhere Whammo! We found ourselves in an adventure guaranteed to curl our toes or at the very least fall about laughing hysterically! Amazingly that is a common by-product of the A-D family's adventurous escapades. The laughing!!!!

Before I had children I was a Cub Scout Leader, looking after a Cub Pack of 20 or so boys and girls between the ages of 8 and 11. My Husband at the same time was a Scout leader. When we found ourselves expecting our first child, we continued to do all the things we did previously with scouts: abseiling, nv22^015canoeing, bushwalking, mountain climbing, camping etc.

When the opportunity came up to take 30 kids and a few adults NIGHT canoeing we both jumped at the chance, despite my being nearly 8 months pregnant. And it was amazing. So beautiful out on the water and peaceful....well as peaceful as it can be with 30 kids. I am so glad that we did it because it was truly memorable! The water was a wash of silver in the moonlight and our canoes were the only boats on the river. All you could hear was the happy banter between kids and the splash of paddles, all under a blanket of glorious stars. It was just magic.

The thing is...when you are 8 months pregnant you do tend to be quite big, and wouldn't you know it but a mullet (startled by the ominous black shape of the canoe) jumped into the canoe landing immediately between my legs and flip flopping madly around my nether regions!!!!! Might I remind you that at that point in my pregnancy anything below my burgeoning belly was out of my immediate sight and reach. What ensued was nothing short of hilarious...a life and death struggle for the fish and a logistical nightmare for a very pregnant woman in an unstable canoe with two 10 year old boys too polite to even go there!!!! Eventually after nearly capsizing multiple times I managed to flick the fish back into the water, but not without quite a lot of excitement and noise and side splitting laughter! It was sooo funny, I still laugh out loud even now as I recall that moment.

In this case the adventure whilst quite startling, was absolutely hilarious! And I have discovered that whenever we have been faced with anything that's even remotely adventurous...or frightening...it ends up being hilarious!

I have been caught in a flash flood whilst driving through a causeway, mock-charged by an African Elephant, nearly lost my Husband after an extreme 4wd adventure thanks to Google Maps, I have been all over the Sunshine Coast with the Cub Scouts with my babies in tow, I have abseiled with my two eldest girls when they were tiny tots!

But nothing compares to the daily adventure of being a Mum. From the first moment you find out you are expecting, to the 40weeks of carrying that little miracle around inside you, to the moment you hold your precious child in rapt wonder...Now that's an adventure. The adventures in Mothering will curl your toes, give you a surge or two of adrenaline when you least expect it and turn your hair gray! I encourage you to celebrate the fun in those daily adventures and earn your stripes as a Mum. Stuff will happen anyway so strap yourself in and hang on!

de04^035You are in for the ride of your life!

Here's to another year of "Adventures In Mothering".

Monday, January 26, 2009

The chapter is closing...

My twins have turned six!
SIX!
My babies are starting Grade one! I feel like a whole chapter of my life has come to an end. Gone are the days when I had four small children under the age of 4! Now I just have 4 children aged 6, 8 and 9...doesn't sound anywhere near as impressive .
Gone are the days when I nursed them in the wee small hours to sleep. Now I just guide them to the toilet and back to bed, or quiet their fears of scary things in the dark of the night with a cuddle and a kiss and a "just climb into bed with me for a while" (at least until my arm goes numb and I rouse myself enough to guide them back to their own bed). Gone are those moments when I wore their food as they discovered new textures and flavours. Gone are the times when we coaxed them to smile, to giggle, to wave "Bye Bye", to say "please" or to blow kisses. Gone are the days when I rocked shopping trolleys to sleep and swayed from side to side whilst standing regardless of whether I had a child with me or not. Gone are the days when the "nappy bag" the keeper of all things necessary for every occasion accompanied the family on outings. Now I struggle to carry all the water bottles hats etc, and still get caught out at times with wet children in desperate need of a towel, or a jumper or a wet wipe.... Gone are the days when Playschool dominated the TV, and The Wiggles were cool. Gone are the days when my answers were accepted no question. Gone are the days when we took the twin pram everywhere!!! Gone are the days of all in one pajamas and lazy days spent playing on the floor. Gone are the days when I had them all to myself. My wee ones are now venturing out into the world, starting a new chapter of their lives. Meeting new friends and learning new and exciting things.
And I'll be right beside them initially.
Then I'll be around...
Then there when I'm needed.
A new chapter has begun.
I may not be able to pry the door of their infancy open again, but I can certainly look back in wonder at the moments that defined them.
I pray that this new adventure they are embarking on will be full of excitement and more defining moments. I pray that they will be kept safe from harm. I also thank God for giving me a front row seat, so that I can watch it all unfold.
That reminds me of Erma Bombeck's  "When God Created Mothers"...

When God Created Mothers

When the good Lord was creating mothers He was into His sixth day of "overtime" when the angel appeared and said, "You’re doing a lot of fiddling around this one."
And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? She has to be completely washable, but not plastic; Have 180 moveable parts... all replaceable; Run on black coffee and leftovers; Have a lap that disappears when she stands up; A kiss that can cure anything from a broken leg to a disappointed love affair; And six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands... no way."
"It’s not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord. "It’s the three pairs of eyes that mothers have to have."
"That’s on the standard model?" asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through closed doors when she asks, "What are you kids doing in there?" when she already knows. Another here in the back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t but what she has to know, and of course the ones here in front that can look at a child when he goofs up and say, "I understand and I Love You" without so much as uttering a word."
"Lord", said the angel, touching His sleeve gently, "Come to bed. Tomorrow..."
"I can’t," said the Lord, "I’m so close to creating something so close to myself. Already I have one who heals herself when she is sick... can feed a family of six on one pound of hamburger... and can get a nine-year-old to stand under a shower."
The angel circled the model of a mother very slowly. "It’s too soft," she sighed.
"But tough!" said the Lord excitedly. "You cannot imagine what this mother can do or endure."
"Can it think?"
"Not only think, but it can reason and compromise," said the Creator.
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek. "There’s a leak," she pronounced. "I told You. You were trying to put too much into this model."
"It’s not a leak," said the Lord, "it’s a tear."
"What’s it for?"
"It’s for joy, sadness, disappointment, pain, loneliness and pride."
"You are a genius," said the angel.
The Lord looked somber. "I didn’t put it there."

For all those Mums with little ones starting School this year...remember..
Mothering really does matter!