An aside...


I just had to add that yesterday I committed the number 1 school parent error: Maxi-Taxi went to school in school uniform on a mufti day.

If it wasn't bucketing down with rain. If it wasn't 8.58am. If I didn't have another boy in tow (the slowest boy in the world) to schlep into his kinder classroom. If I didn't have Badoo under one arm, an umbrella in the other and both eyes on Cappers as she skipped her way along in her pink gingham rain jacket and matching umbrella. If things had been different I might have zipped him home to change or at least sprung a fresh set on him at recess. I did not.

I fretted all day.

He skipped out at 3pm, big smiles. "Mum, it's really cool to wear your uniform on mufti day. Everyone thought I was great!".

Delayed shame will hit one day. But for now, phew, I'm off the hook.

It's not about the drive


I'm off on an adventure. Alone. For four days and four nights.

Thanks to the enormous generosity of always-supportive LOML, I'll be driving down the east coast of NSW, then across to Daylesford in Victoria and back up to Sydney via Bendigo. It's a big drive and it may change en-route, but to be honest, it doesn't matter where I go, just that I go. Alone.

There have been two schools of opinion on this one. First there is the 'oh my god, I'm so jealous, I wish I was doing that' school. They get that it's not about the drive. It's about the opportunity to do what I want, when I want and for as long as I want.  If you ask me, when you're a wife and a mumma and at the end of some days you've done so much talking in your work and real life that you are literally all talked out, being alone is the ultimate luxury.

Then there's the 'don't you want to take a friend?' school.

Now, I'm a social creature, don't get me wrong. I come alive in large groups of people and I love to talk and talk and talk. Love sharing a story, having a cuddle, showing off, listening to a problem, debating the universe and sorting out just exactly what needs to be done about that Shari-Lea.

But I really, really don't want to take a friend.

Cheers to thinking uninterrupted thoughts and spur of the moment stop offs. To arrivals and departures whenever it suits me. To suddenly taking a left hand turn to see what's down the road.  To listening to the music that I want to listen to or to no music at all. To staying a bit too long at a gallery or lingering in a bookstore.

Cheers to the beauty of solitude.

[Image: photo-alchemy.co.uk]

Whimsical Kitchen sink ideas

Sink by Living Etc, Sept 2004



Country kitchen accessories by House to Home



Sink area by Elle Deco



Country kitchen sink by House to Home


Last Friday in my new series of posts, "Friday Finds", I shared with you some of my whimsical kitchen ideas for around my new sink area. Having started to go through all my interior magazine tears in an effort to organize myself, I thought I would share with you today some of my favorite images for sink areas.

My absolute favourite image is the first one. I would love to put a pretty print tray behind my sink, but as we have a window directly behind it, unfortunately there's no chance! But there is room for an indoor plant and perhaps some herbs.

Have a sweet day!

Dreaming ...

Bit like this here in Sydney today ...

Was hoping for something more like this ...
Will have to keep dreaming for a little longer.

Must-Buy... or Complete Waste of Money?

If you've already been-there-done-that on the having babies front, you may remember the feeling of fevered frenzy as you peered into the room formerly known as a spare or guest bedroom (or in my case, the ironing nook!) and realised that it needed to be transformed into a nursery with a cot and nappies and tiny coat hangers and stuffed teddy bears and - well - STUFF.

Babies do seem to need a lot of stuff.

I remember feeling totally overwhelmed before I had Fern at all I felt I had to have, encouraged by stores and magazines and websites and friends and family. But in retrospect, I feel I was relatively restrained - - there were at least a few unchecked 'must have' boxes on my baby magazine tear sheets. I went a little more crazy with the decorative elements (how unlike me - not!) and figured I'd wait until I actually had the baby to decide whether to buy a baby bath (we did) or walky talky (we didn't) and so on.

Admittedly, I now have a lot of baby paraphernalia I can recycle for this new baby, but it does make me feel slightly guilty that with 13 weeks to go I've purchased nothing but one wrap, one blanket, one Alimrose rattle (on sale) and a tin of paint for my new arrival! Thank God Ikea came to my rescue by donating some key nursery furniture items and accessories, else the new baby might well have slept in the bottom dresser drawer until Fern vacated her cot!

Anyway, for fun I thought I might revisit the items I thought I HAD to have last time, along with those I WISH I had thought I should have and those I am damn grateful I DID HAVE!

Here goes.

Things I bought but wish I hadn't:
1. A Milkbar breatfeeding pillow. My stupidest purchase of all. Never used it.
2. One of those little handheld net thingies you pop fruit into and baby sucks it out. Interesting idea but mine was was rancid after the first use and I've never used it since.
3. A mosquito net for Fern's cot. Gorgeous and practical. Unless you forget to close it.... and your poor baby is bitten senseless in her sleep.

Things I wish I had bought prior to the baby's arrival:
1. Maternity pads. Lot's of them.
2. Breastpads. Possibly every box in stock at Coles.
3. A baby bath (sure its useless after a couple of months but I sure as heck enjoyed mine while we could!). Fern loved it so much, she used to fall asleep in it:
4. A breastpump and steriliser. I know, its frightening even thinking about it! But if you intend to breastfeed it will be your godsend at 4am when your baby chooses THIS NIGHT to sleep through and you are literally sleeping on boobs the size (and texture) of a football!
5. A grobag. In every size and weight.
6. A book on looking after babies... as opposed to 300 books about pregnancy!

Things I bought that I was most grateful for afterward:
1. A good SLR digital camera. You only get those first precious hours once and they can never be recaptured. And let me tell you, that camera got a workout the first 12 months!
2. Cloth nappies. Not that one ever touched Fern's bum, but they were useful for oh-so-many more purposes!
3. A nappy bin. Seriously, how does anyone survive without one?
4. A bouncinette. The only solution when you need to put the baby down somewhere that is not in your arms or in their cot.
5. A good nappy bag. It was my only handbag for a good 6 months and my lifeline when out and about!


What do you think - are/ were any of these items on YOUR list? What did you purchase that you regretted immediately or turned out to be most grateful for?! x