Saturday, November 27, 2010

Retail Therapy







I've been picking up some great bargains lately in my lunch breaks and with the introduction of Sunday shopping in Perth, hold me back! I'm all for things I can mix and match and this year for summer I intend on wearing lots of colour and dresses. I picked up the above for $9 each in the city and I can't stop wearing the dress with silver thongs and the pants with my sequined capelet and bright orange tank top.






Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Slack

Its quite scary that two months has passed in a blink of the eye.

That's how long it has been since I last posted.

Not good, not good at all. Sorry!

I do have an excuse. There was the house move. And work, and Liam and a million other things going on.

We are in our new house now and we just love it. It was so exciting turning the key in our very own front door for the first time. It felt like a new chapter had started for us and was one of our 'big' moments. I still have to pinch myself when I come home from work each night that this is our own home. I'm sure we probably own the doorknob at this point, but hey, its something.

My inlaws arrive this Saturday. They are staying for two months and really wanted to be here for Liam's 2nd birthday in two weeks time and Xmas. To be honest I haven't thought about it too much but I will just try and go with the flow more.

I am up to my elbows in 2nd birthday party planning. My little man is growing so much. I can hardly believe it. Where did two years go?

Saturday, September 18, 2010

All systems go...

So, after an agonising wait and several trips to the church later, we got our finance approval and we settle on our new house on the 14th October!

Such a great feeling...we have worked so hard for this and its not been easy, but it was all worth it.

Now, we are in the middle of trying to lease out the rental. We had to break the lease and nearly every night for the past two weeks we have had people through. I think Richard and I would make a good husband and wife real estate team. Liam shows everyone his toys.

There have been some young couples through expecting their first baby, so I have a soft spot for them and hope they get it. This morning we had a home open and at least 30 people came through. I filled the place with flowers and made brownies for everyone, so I hoped the extra touches worked.

All of this has been pretty stressful. I can't wait till the three of us are in our own home watching Liam play in his garden while Richard and I have a well deserved drink.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

The House - Part 2

Ok, so we got the house! Squeal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The catch is we got the house subject to finance approval, so now we are waiting on that. I am going to church during my lunchbreaks to pray to a higher being for finance approval. Our broker said we should be fine, but of course, Richard and I will stress ourselves out until we know we have it.

As it all happened so quickly, we forgot that we are still in a lease which doesn't end till January. After repeated phone calls to our real estate agency, we need to find a new tenant and lose a bit of money, but we still don't know for sure if we have the house with the whole finance approval thing.

Rich and I don't make it easy for ourselves do we?

I am so excited but I am trying not to get too excited. I love this house sooooo much and I took a drive up to see it yesterday and it really is so perfect. I can't wait to live there.

Keep praying for us!

xxx

Saturday, August 21, 2010

The House


Oh my, what a crazy 48 hours it has been.

Today we offered on a house and tomorrow we go to write up the offer with the agent and will possibly find out if we are successful by the time we go back to work on Monday. I have not been able to sleep properly since 1am Friday morning.

An agent who I have been keeping in contact with emailed me about the house and we went and had a private viewing. When we turned into the street, I knew. When we pulled up into the driveway, I knew. When we walked through the front door I was gone. I think we've gone through about 50 houses in the last 7 months and I have never reacted this way to a house before. I love it, I want it and I will stamp my feet and cry if we don't get it.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

One big balancing act...

This has not been the best week. Last Sunday I went out with my parents and while putting Liam into his car seat I noticed he was starting to get the beginnings of conjunctivitis.

It seems that we go from one week of a slightly runny nose and some good sleep, to another week of gastro, or in this case, conjunctivitis, green snot and a constant, barking cough.

Liam's childcare centre is a lovely place and so many people tell me we are very lucky to get him in there, but I am starting to wish winter away and all these bugs he is picking up.

It makes me feel terribly guilty when I have to go to work and he is left with mum, or Richard, while we all take turns to stay at home to make him better.

This morning Liam was looking great, so we decided to chance childcare. I got a phone call just before lunch to pick him up, so now I am at home trying to get work done while he is having a nap.

Working full time is killing me, physically and emotionally. I love my job, but I feel awful leaving Liam each day. My boss has asked me if I have considered going part time and this is something I will be taking up very soon, depending on how big our mortgage will be.

Everyone at work has been so good about it, but I can feel myself get down by disappointing everyone and disappointing the most important person, Liam.

Some days I wish there was more of me to go around or more time in the day to get stuff done. Roll on this house purchase and I am crossing my fingers our mortgage is going to be manageable so I can spend a few more precious days each week having quality time with my little boy.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Single mamma

Richard left to go to Melbourne and Sydney for work on Thursday, so it is me and Liam on our own for this weekend.

Is it strange that I got more done than I usually would on a Saturday than if my husband was around? Perth doesn't have Sunday shopping (I know kill me now) so we usually go full bore getting everything done on a Saturday, as well as looking at home opens.

This morning my little man woke me up at 6.30am and we went to the Farmers Market (aka The Spud Shed), the car wash (poor Liam freaked out and had to climb in the front with me which was not ideal), vaccumed the car, nap time, cleaned the house, went grocery shopping, bought flowers for my auntie who's dog has gone missing and had afternoon tea and made a tuna bake.

Mind you, I didn't get to shower all day!

I miss my husband though. I hate him being away. I miss talking to him and I hate sleeping alone so Liam is my substitute hot water bottle.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Sunday lunch


During the week, two of my oldest girlfriends invited me out to one of my favourite places to have lunch - The Queens. Its a bit of an institution in Perth and a beautiful old pub to while away a Sunday afternoon. I was so excited about heading out and having a glass of wine with lunch that I even started planning my outfit last Wednesday.


Richard has joined an Irish golf society and plays one Sunday a month and the girlie lunch was on the same Sunday. I didn't want to leave Liam with mum and dad because it was their wedding anniversary, so I asked the girls if they would be ok with Liam coming.


'Absolutely' they said.


I was positive Liam would be fine at lunch. He loves to flirt with the waitresses and I was positive he would revel in all female company.


Sunday morning I tried to put a plan of attack into motion. I had to drop Richard off at golf by 10am. One of his teeth fell out at 9.50am. Liam had a tantrum at 9.55am and I was still in my pyjama's and couldn't find my bra. Richard tried to patch up the tooth situation while I rang our dentist to get an emergency appointment (no luck). I decided to bail everyone into the car and do the golf run.


By the time Liam and I got home it was 11.30am and my grumpy little man needed a nap and we needed to be at lunch at 1.30pm.


I raced around the house trying to piece together the outfit I had planned in my head and pack Liam's bag for the lunch so he had a few activities to focus on while I ate.


By some extreme miracle we finally made our destination just after 1.30pm. Liam didn't want to sit in the high chair and wanted to sit on my lap for the whole entire lunch. I managed to get him into his chair to eat lunch for a grand total of about 5 seconds. He did 3 poo's in the space of 45 minutes and really enjoyed playing with a straw in my diet coke until I noticed he was flicking diet coke at the next table.


A relaxing lunch? Not really. But he did charm most of the patrons in the restaurant. He even made friends with the little girl sitting with her parents.


My girlfriends are mum's but flied solo that day, so they totally got it.


After lunch and after we said our goodbyes Liam and I walked up a pretty street back to our car. He grabbed my hand and pointed at the birds in the tree. We finally got to the car and feeling hugely exhausted I lifted him into his car seat and planted a big kiss on his juicy lips.


Sunday lunches aren't what they used to be, but I definitely wouldn't change it.


Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Heart of glass...

On Tuesday nights Richard and I tape a program and watch it after Liam has gone to bed.

Its called The Street and its by a director called Jimmy McGovern on ABC2.

The Street is a BBC television series created by Jimmy McGovern. The programme follows the lives of various residents of one street in Manchester and features an all-star cast, including Timothy Spall, Jim Broadbent, Jane Horrocks, Bob Hoskins and David Thewlis.

Its not easy to watch and its certainly thought provoking.

Last night's episode was particularly tough. It involved a baby dying and at one point, we nearly switched it off. Its harrowing to watch something about children when you are a parent.

We stuck with it and honestly, cried buckets. Bawled. The writing, direction and acting in this drama series is beyond powerful.

As soon as it was over we switched it off and sat there in stunned silence. We both got up and raced to Liam's room and watched him sleep.

One of the lines has stuck with me all day today:

'Live a good, honest life and have a child. Bring that child up with love and give it the best that you can'.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Date Night

Last week while my husband and I were madly trying to clean the house I mentioned to him we hadn't had a date night in ages. One of the reasons we moved to Perth was to have a support system (my family). Do we use it? Hell no. Unless you count mum taking care of Liam on Tuesdays while we are at work.

My mum is always at us to have date nights. She thinks you can't have enough of them.

Our problem is that since Liam was born we now have this deep rooted guilt that it would be wrong to spend money on ourselves. How wrong this is. Its only lately and I mean in about the last few months or so we have actively encouraged each other to treat ourselves. Where this guilt comes from I don't know. On close inspection of my underwear drawer I only have two bra's and most of my underwear is losing its elastic. Clearly I should be spending money on myself and soon, but do I do it? I should be.

I'm veering off track but stay with me.

So, I set about organising date night. Since my husband loves a flutter there is a place called Gloucestor Park in Perth that does the 'trots' and there are three restaurants to choose from where you can eat to watch the horses trot around a few laps and you can place your bets on them. I thought it would be right up his alley and I could at least eat a hot meal with a glass of champagne without having to catch flying food from a 19 month old. A rare treat in my book.

Of course things never run smoothly in the Spillane family. I was late home from work which meant we were late picking up Liam from child care. He must have instinctly known we were going out that night as he decided to cling to my leg once we got home which made the task of pretty-ifying myself somewhat harder. I just had to make do with what I had on and do my make up in the cab.

The cab turned up early and my brother, sister in law and niece where running late. When they did turn up I had to run through Liam's routine and when we finally opened the front gate to get into the cab I saw a little face with big tears running down his cheeks.

Guilt.

Please, my husband said, we hardly ever do this, try and switch off.

We did have a lovely night. We drank wine and had a lovely meal and finally won some money in the final race. We talked about Liam a lot and admitted we missed him terribly. We went to a bar afterwards with a log fire to have a Guinness. It was a lovely night and our son was tucked up in bed by 7pm thanks to my lovely sister in law.

We ran into his room after we got home and kissed his cheeks and decided he needed to go for a haircut for the following day. We made ourselves a cuppa and got into our warm bed while it poured rain outside.

A lovely evening my darling, thankyou xx

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Liam's space

One of the things I am most looking forward to about having our own home is creating a beautiful playroom and bedroom for Liam. I am really half hearted about our current home at the moment. I don't think I have put a lot of effort into it and its more of a functional home if anything as I know we won't be here for too much longer.

I was looking at Pottery Barn on the internet tonight and I really love some of these boys ideas:













Saturday, July 3, 2010

House hunting

After nearly 7 months in Perth we have finally gotten to a point where we have agreed on a suburb in Perth to purchase our first home in. When we got to Perth we lived with my parents for 6 weeks and then decided to rent. We live on a beautiful street in a suburb called Innaloo with a gorgeous park down the end of the street. Our neighbour has lived in the same house for 50 years and has the most amazing rose garden. She loves Liam and we have made friends with most of the people on our street.

Richard works around the corner and Liam's nursery is a 2 min drive from our home. It works really well on our morning run of dropping me at the train station, Liam at nursery and Richard on the way to his new office that he moved into today.

But we want our own home. We need to nest and after 7 years of being gypsy like, the time has come to step on the property ladder.


We have found a great suburb in Perth where you can purchase a large family home on a big block. We've looked at all the schools in the area and because Perth gets so hot, we really wanted a home close to the beach so we could get that all important sea breeze in the summer. Perth's real estate is getting like Sydney now, but I think we have down our research and stumbled across a good suburb with some growth. The best thing about this suburb is that it adjoins suburbs that are really taking off and its still well priced for the time being.


Here is a house that we are looking at tomorrow that we are super excited about:


















Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Working for the man


Never in my wildest dreams did I think when I moved back to Perth I would be working for a mining company like BHP Billiton.
I am absolutely loving my job at the moment and the people I work with. I am also working on a lot of indigenous recruitment and I am especially looking forward to meeting some of my new friends tomorrow.
I've just booked a taxi for 4.45am to take me to the airport to catch my 6am flight to Port Hedland. I will be wearing safety boots, jeans and an orange work shirt. When I arrive at site I will be given a hard hat and a pair of safety goggles while I get a tour of the operations and eat lunch with the miners in their mess hall, amongst other things.
Its a bit exciting!
I'm going to miss my boys tomorrow as it'll be a long day, but I will definitely look forward to seeing their smiling faces when I get off the plane tomorrow night.


Thursday, June 17, 2010

Day Spa


One of the things I have noticed since moving back to Perth is the number of Day Spa's everywhere. It seems I can't drive down a main street without some serene, calming shop front enticing me in to spend a lot of money to get pampered.


I remember a couple of months before my wedding I won a $500 voucher for a Day Spa in Paddington in Sydney and I had to use it over two consecutive visits.


Oh.

My.

God.


Bliss....


If I had more disposable income and didn't feel so guilty spending money on myself I would easily be making an appointment at a Day Spa on a regular basis. Instead I get my brows waxed and a facial done every month at my local chemist.


On Tuesday I had to move office blocks and I have moved into a really nice office building in Perth called Central Park. This afternoon I noticed we have a Day Spa in our building and this definitely caught my eye:


Energy Pod


You are put into a optimum napping position to promote blood circulation and ease pressure on your lower back, drifting into a light sleep. Proven to help energise and improve concentration throughout your day. 20 minutes for $15.00 guarantees that you will feel like you have slept for 8 hours in your lunchbreak.


Hello? I think I might have to make an appointment.


Sunday, June 13, 2010

Jersey-licious vs FIFA World Cup...


The series takes place in the Gatsby Salon in Green Brook Township, New Jersey, focusing on the mother and daughter owners of the salon, Gayle Giacomo and Christy Pereira. Other figures include two makeup artists, Olivia Blois Sharpe and Alexa Prisco ("the Glam Fairy"), and three hairdressers: Tracy Dimarco, Anthony Lombardi and Gi Gi Losco.
Its so sad when I hear myself say to my friends 'I could not live without Foxtel IQ'.
Since having Liam, I love nothing better than curling up on the couch with a wine and indulging in reality-trash telly. And my absolute guilty pleasure is Jersey-licious. I am fascinated with all things Jersey. When I went to New York I had to make the trip over to Jersey and see all the Yentas for myself. They crack me up.
This show is so bad. My husband thinks I am hurting my brain by watching it, but this show kills me. I just think its so funny and I love it.
Anyway, these days I have to record everything as my husband has sole use of the remote control for the next month with the World Cup on. I'll have to be getting up at odd hours to watch my programs.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Larging it up african stylie

I'm doing Zumba on Thursday nights now.

My friend Jules drags me to it kicking and screaming. I am totally un-coordinated but I belt out my best moves in possibly the most daggiest work out gear. Think leggings, trainers I never wear and my husband's GAP t-shirt.

But I tell you what, I feel brilliant afterwards.

Give it a go...

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Full circle




Once upon a time, on a cold night in London two weeks before Xmas in 2003, a rather man-jaded Aussie girl pre-arranged to meet a London boy in a pub called O'Neills (pictured above). It was a Monday night. She was tired and grumpy, and didn't really feel like trekking down the road to meet a man she had met at ANOTHER pub from the previous Friday night. Sure, they had a great time and he had bought her a can of coke and hot chips after they spent the best part of an hour pashing on the dancefloor, but her heart wasn't really in it. She'd had enough of London boys. They played games. She opened the door to this pub and spied the man she had met two days before. He smiled at her and motioned her to the bar and kissed her on both cheeks. She suddenly felt butterflies in her stomach.
While this Aussie girl was walking to the pub, she passed her favourite live music venue (above). A dreadlocked Jamaican guy came up to her. 'Fancy two tickets for 20 quid'.
'Not tonight', she replied.
'What a shame', she thought. Paul Weller is my most favourite singer. How did she not know he was playing?


The Aussie girl and London boy where sitting on a couch together, talking and laughing. It was nearing 10.30pm when the Paul Weller concert wrapped up next door and all the punters came into the pub.
'Did you know I got offered two tickets by a Jamaican guy for 20 quid before I walked in here?' said the London boy.
'So did I!' said the Aussie girl. 'I love Paul Weller!'.
'Me too' said the London boy with a twinkle in his eye.
Both agreed that although they shared a fondness for Paul Weller, something else clicked that night too.

How did they know that five years later, that first meeting would turn into this?
Ain't love just the best?
Paul Weller is coming to Perth on the 15th October. We've booked tickets to see him in Fremantle, Liam is having a sleepover at his grandparents and we have booked a hotel for the night.
I love it when life comes full circle :).

Friday, May 21, 2010

Love, Lust and Lies

Love Lust & Lies is the fifth documentary in a series Gillian Armstrong has been making about the lives, hopes and dreams of three lively, working class Adelaide girls since they were fourteen in 1976. Over more than thirty years, Kerry, Josie and Diana’s struggles have captured all our hearts. Now 47, the women’s stories explore universal truths about families, love, loss, hopes and dreams.

I was reading Who this week and the review of this movie caught my eye. I never watched it from the beginning but I'm going to take myself off to the movies next week with my lovely Auntie Pauline and we are going to see it together.

I loved what the director said in the interview in Who when asked about what she learnt from making the documentary:

'The most important gift we can give our children is self esteem. It will enable them to attract good friends and good relationships and love themselves for who they are'.

Never a truer word spoken Gillian.

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Goodbye Ann

During the week I was told the tragic news of a school friends mother passing.

I went to a private catholic high school and made friends with a girl called Clair and her lovely sisters Jane and Kelly. I remember these girls being great friends, as well as sisters. They lived in a beautiful old cottage at the back of the school church and behind the priests residence.

I remember going to their house after school and their mum Ann being in the kitchen, with a hot drink and a plate of goodies. We'd sit at her big, kitchen table and she would say 'tell me about your day'. Coming from a family of boys, I loved going to Clair's house. I'd always wanted a sister.

Ann was inspiring. She was a single mother to these three girls and did a huge amount of work for the community and the school. She looked after the Brothers and Sisters who taught us. She was always happy and was such a supportive parent and friend.

I was so happy to hear that she remarried 10 years ago and sold the beautiful cottage and moved to a farm with her new husband. My friend Clair moved to the US and has three beautiful girls, one of which is only a few months old. Her mum just got back home after spending time with her new granddaughter.

Last Saturday night Ann went to pick up her husband in town and her car crashed head on into a tree and she died instantly. Her eldest daughter said that she looked so peaceful when she went to see her and there was not a scratch on her.

I am so sad for the family, such a tragic passing. I'll be going to a mass to say goodbye and I will always think of the beautiful Ann.

RIP beautiful lady.

xxx

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

A new me

Life has been great lately. In fact, better than great. My mind and my body feel clear and I feel healthy. I had no idea that pain can wear you down as it did to me for 16 months. It only took having an operation to give me a new lease of life.

When I was in hospital I really thought about all the food I ate and how much I have hated my body post Liam. I hardly looked in the mirror anymore to really survey myself and I shoved all matter of junk in it without a care in the world. The result was a bloated and sluggish Jo.

In hospital I was on a liquid diet and a few kilo's where lost. I was weighed at 79kgs when I went in and now I don't know how much I weigh but I plan to weigh myself tomorrow if I can find a set of scales in a pharmacy. This is something that I would never do, but I'd like to know if I have lost anymore.

I have been following a gluten free/low fat diet for the past three weeks. I've just been doing my normal exercise with Liam and swimming on Thursday nights. I've not had any sugar, caffeine or chocolate. No wine. Its killing me, but when I think about having it, my mind goes back to the conversation the doctor had with me about diet and I think don't go there.

My aim is not to not drink until Xmas and follow my diet until the end of the year and see what happens. I am really feeling fantastic and its a challenge to come up with a gluten free dinner each night. We are doing crumbed fish and chicken and we love it.

This year I am going to stick with it :)

Saturday, May 1, 2010

The week that was...

I've been absent for a while these days and its been for a good reason. I wasn't well and had a week long stay in hospital.

It started last Wednesday. I woke up and got ready for work. Something inside of me didn't feel right. I felt exhausted and I remember not wanting to blowdry my hair. I remember saying to Richard I wasn't going to kill myself to get out the door that morning and when I got to work and went to the bathroom, I remember looking at myself in the mirror and then looking away again. I looked ill. But I just told myself to get on with things.

At lunchtime I went for a walk and got a sandwich. I couldn't chew it and spat it out. I got back to my desk and burst into tears. My two bosses took my aside and told me to go home. They had been concerned about me since the beginning of the week. I was in extreme pain but told Richard I would catch the train home and he needn't bother picking me up. I spent the train journey home crying.

When Richard picked me up I lost it. I said I wanted this pain to be over. He took me to our Chiro, Dane. Dane didn't want to touch me and sent us to the hospital instead. He knew it was an organ problem, either kidney or gallbladder. While screaming down the freeway I called mum and asked her to pick up Liam from childcare.

We got to emergency where I was admitted and given a shot of morphine. They then did a blood test and did an ultrasound. Things were not good. My liver count was extreme which explained the back pain and my gallbladder was about to burst which contained gallstones. I also had a stone stuck in my bile duct.

What happened over the next week I would never wish on anyone. It was awful. I had two operations and was told twice that if it had been left one week, yes one week longer, I would be dead, no question.

I have never been so scared in my life. I thought I was scared when I was about to have my c section but this was different.

One week doesn't sound a long time, but it enabled me to have a good, long hard think about things. It also enabled me to have a rest.

I am home now and feeling 150% better. My tummy is a mass of wounds and scars, but I don't care. I am home, I am alive and I am healthy again.

There are so many things that used to bug me or upset me. I don't care anymore. The sky looks bluer, the grass is greener and I appreciate the birds singing. Life is a series of moments and when you grab those moments by the hand, they make your heart sing.

I really want to thank everyone that sent me good luck messages on facebook and via text. It meant the world to me.

xxx

Monday, April 19, 2010

....

Over the weekend I finally decided that it was time to take charge of my health and get my back problem sorted out. Today I left work early and went to the chiropractor who really spend a good couple of hours sorting out my problems.

I've been really down about my back. I had to spend the weekend in bed not moving because the pain got so bad. I was downing painkiller after painkiller and I really haven't eaten properly since Friday. I get so angry at myself that I keep putting other things before my health. Its so not on...if I am not well, what use am I to Liam or my darling husband?

Whilst having an emotional meltdown on the weekend, I said to my mum and husband that if this pain didn't get any better then Liam would be an only child. It killed me to say that, but I think I was just so tired and exhausted that I didn't really mean it.

Anyway, action has been taken, my Chiro Dane is working on a plan for me and its time to start taking care of me.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Be each others cheerleader...

I grabbed Liam out of the car and grabbed my massive bag full of stuff. Toys, snacks, nappies and whatever it is you need to take when you head out of the house for 5 minutes. I open the gate to see my friend standing at her front door, eyes full of tears, with two screaming children behind her. I see her crying and I start as well.

8.55am, Sunday morning. I've had a fight with my husband, over something silly, like not hanging out the washing properly. Uh-oh. Don't fight the woman who has PMT and 4 hours sleep. No way. So I bite his head off.

I go to see my friend and have our usual Sunday morning playdate. Another girlfriend arrives with her 4 year old. We have children climbing over us, wanting drinks, wanting snacks and wanting, wanting, wanting something. We are tired, we are stressed and we feel a lot older than our 35 years.

We talk about the same things for the next hour while changing a shitty nappy, or placating an upset child or dodging a piece of flying lego. How hard being a mum is, how we wish our husbands would do that extra or how easy it can be to break down in tears at the end of a hard day.

We talk about things we can do for ourselves. How we don't have to be a matyr or slave to motherhood. We can spend money on ourselves, or spend a night out with the girls. We arrange to have breakfast, sans the monkeys, next Sunday on our own.

I ring my best friend during my lunchbreak and ask if she has made her doctors appointment tomorrow. She checks on me to make sure I will get to go for my walk after work.

We are in this motherhood gig together. And we do forget about ourselves, so we make sure we don't let each other do that. Because underneath the tiredness and the dark circles, there is a woman that needs to be looked after. Without the labels of mother, wife and employee attached to her. She needs time to be herself.

So, we check back in with each other each day. How great is it to have friends like this?

Friday, April 9, 2010

Sitting in the boss's chair...

What a week. I've just had a glass of wine and managed to get my head around it all.

My boss is 24 weeks pregnant and got admitted to hospital last weekend. She is the most beautiful lady and we have established a really good working relationship after our little 'blip' at the beginning of the year.

I think though, she has pushed herself too far and her body is saying slow down. I am praying every night that her and her little bubba are safe because I would be devasted if something was wrong. I rang her during my lunchbreak today and have not heard from her since Monday.

So this week I got to do her job. Oh my. Now I know why I don't want to climb the career ladder and why I am quite happy in my job with its regular hours and salary. Last night I had to put myself to bed at 7pm with a temperature of 38 degrees. I was feeling rundown and just had to sleep.

Anyway, the weekend is upon us, I am looking forward to seeing my beloved Fremantle Dockers with my husband on Sunday while mum takes care of Liam and looking at more houses. I know our house is out there :)

Thursday, April 1, 2010

Bad blogger..

I've not been very good at regular updates lately have I?

Apologies. This month has been very busy. Work has been mad, Liam is teetering into the terrible two's (although he doesn't two until December so how does that work exactly?), we are house hunting and saving frantically to add to our deposit and just being generally crazzzzzyyyyy.

Easter is around the corner as we speak, so I promise a more interesting post in the next few days.

In the meantime, here is my little munchkin enjoying a Sunday coffee in the bath last weekend.

NB: I don't drink coffee, I have hot chocolate with one marshmallow (always will) and Liam becomes obsessed with my cup which I rinse out and let him play with!




Sunday, March 21, 2010

Kill me now...

No, not literally, but kill this pain I have in my back from that god for saken epidural I had 15 months ago.

On Thursday night I went swimming with a girlfriend. Each Thursday night we go, and do 20 laps. After 6 laps, my ribcage and back seized up to such an extent, I couldn't breathe and an ambulance was called. I was dragged out of the pool and then was sick over everyone. I would much prefer to go through labour a billion times over than have this pain. This 'attack' was the scariest one so far as I kept losing consciousness and then again on Friday morning when Richard took me to the GP.

Its frustrating because no medical person will admit it has anything to do with an epidural. So why did it happen two weeks after I had Liam and has been going on for so long? It starts exactly where I had that needle. And I am angry at myself for just thinking it will go away.

Anyway, my mum is a nurse and has an appointment with a physio for me next week and I had a CT scan on Saturday so hopefully this will be it and we can find something to fix it. If its nerve damage, then there is not a lot I can do except for being aware of it and having Voltaren and Panedeine Forte on hand.

Your health is your wealth, I tell you.

Now is the time to start taking better care of myself.

Monday, March 8, 2010

The big M word

Mortgage.

So far, we have avoided it, but we are going to have one by the end of this year.

We are so confused. Do we build a house, or buy established? Do we push ourselves that bit further or be cautious?

I'm trying to get excited about it, but when I hear things like 'Perth is the second most expensive city in Australia' and 'you really should have bought here eight years ago', it just depresses me.

Added to the fact that we still adjusting to our move, we are probably not in the right frame of mind yet. But we don't really have a choice as if we leave it too long we are probably going to get priced out of the market.

We looked at gorgeous display homes on the weekend in that little beachside suburb I talked about last week. I still love it up there, but people love to give you opinions and all I am hearing is not great stuff.

We have a sales rep from a builder coming to talk to us on Thursday. I used to work for a home builder before I left Perth, so we are going over to my old boss's house tomorrow night to ask him every question we can think of.

Its so scary all that money, but I know once we do it we'll ask ourselves why we didn't do it sooner.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

I went to bed on Wednesday night at 10pm and I didn't fall asleep till 4.30am on Thursday morning.

When I had my epidural it took 3 tries to get it in. I don't remember a lot, but Richard said they were jamming it into my back like you would a nail. Since then I have had a lot of back pain and I am pretty sure its due to the epidural. For the first 12 months after the birth I would actually say the pain is as bad as labour. It would start to contract from the point of where the needle went in and then contract around my rib cage that I would have trouble breathing. A week after Liam was born Richard had to call an ambulance because the pain was so bad.

15 months on, the pain is still there but its not as bad. I couldn't sleep because it was just a constant throbbing pain. I had 1 voltaren and 2 panadol and then another panadol at 4am because I was in tears from feeling so tired and then that seemed to fix it. I took the day off work on Thursday and went and got a massage which has really helped it.

Despite all of that, if I was to have another baby (which is the question this week, I think I have been asked at least 20 times when I am having number two) I'd still have an epidural again. I just think I'd research it better and have more massages or chiro afterwards.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Go to sleep my child...

Liam is ratty as hell when he is home from childcare. Rich picks him up and tries to chill him out by taking him to the beach or to the park with a book. It never works until I get home and feed him dinner and bath him and he starts to calm down.

A few weeks ago we couldn't get him off to sleep. We had tried everything...letting him play a little longer, lying on the bed with him and stroking his forehead (always worked in the past). At one point we put him in the stroller and did laps of the neighbourhood. Liam just waved at everyone having a beer in their front garden, which seems to be the norm in Perth :)

So, I came up with a bright idea.

'Rich, lets put him in the car and drive around for 10 minutes'.

Liam now knows if he arks up, we'll put him in the car and drive. I did this tonight. For an hour. Usually it only takes 10 minutes, but Rich was hooking up his new office in the spare room and I thought it best to get Liam asleep before he tangled himself up in phone cords.

As I pulled into our driveway, Liam's eyes where wide open. He'd woken up.

So I had to head out again.

There are things you swear you will never do before you become a parent and then there is the reality of being a parent that will see you do anything to get your child to sleep so you can have dinner before midnight.

Monday, March 1, 2010

A new life????











Yesterday we went househunting.
We looked at houses close to the city, where you pay more for your suburb but need to do a lot of work on the house. After the fourth house, we started to feel like this whole househunting thing was going to be a huge chore. For the money people were asking, there was just no wow factor. Of course, our budget limits this and being first time buyers, there has to be a fair amount of comprimise on our part.

Our last house was a 25-30 minute drive out of the city. It was north and right on the coast next to beach. The suburb is called Butler and its a new estate. I'd never been up there and was keen to take a look, Rich was not. He couldn't see the point of looking at a suburb that was so far out of the city.

We punched in the address into the sat nav and took our time driving up. We looked at the coastline and how quiet it was up there. The beautiful streets and parks, the number of families enjoying their Sunday and how beautiful the houses looked.

We looked at the house. It was too small for us, but it was the best one we'd looked at all day. We noticed some vacant land blocks and took a drive around. It was quiet and clean and everyone was friendly. Best of all it was right next to the beach and the beach was deserted.

Driving back, we talked about building. Buying some land and building our own home. Perhaps staying up there and having a quiet life and giving Liam the best start in life. The more I think about it, the more it appeals to me. Next weekend we are going to go up and have a look at some display homes.

Its so totally removed to where I thought we would end up, but its probably a more realistic choice. Buying a house here is big money and this is one way where we could get what we want for the price that we want it for. Yes, maybe we would have to spend more time on the train or in the car...but look at how beautiful it is...








Saturday, February 27, 2010

Hello long weekend...


I love love love long weekends.

I don't have a lot planned this weekend. I am going to take it easy. Its been a hard week and I'm still getting over a bug that all of us have had. I've been invited to a girls night tonight in the city but I'm going to drive my car in, join my friends in their hotel room for an hour or two and return back to my cosy love nest. I need my rest and I really want to get some exercise in this weekend too.

Its been so hot in Perth. Everyone is obsessed with the weather here. Liam is coping with it amazingly well, whereas Rich and I just forget how hot it gets here.

Tomorrow we are going house hunting. Just putting a few tenative feelers out there and scoping out suburbs now that we feel a little more settled. We have a bit of an idea what to look for and wouldn't mind a project, like a bathroom or kitchen.

Liam changed overnight and is scaling everything in sight. He's standing and cruising furniture and will sit and watch the dishwasher and point and laugh at it. He's such a cutie.

Look how much my boy has changed lately!!


Thursday, February 25, 2010

Lunchtime treat

Every morning while walking to work I walk past His Majesty's Theatre and then past a chemist. For weeks now I have noticed they have an in house beautician so at the start of the week I made an appointment to have an express facial and eyebrow wax/tint.

I have been so stressed lately. In my own little bubble. Trying desperately to get all my worlds aligned and balanced.

I arrived for my appointment and was greeted by Jody. We had a lovely chat about life and travel. She chatted away about her degree in nutrition while I got my monobrow attended to. 5 minutes later she turned the lights down and put the Ministry of Sound Chillout Sessions up a notch.

For the next 40 minutes I had the best facial of my life. So relaxed I was, I fell asleep and started snoring. I was in pure, relaxed heaven. I don't know what Jody had, but she had magic hands.

After she awoke me from my snoring slumber, I felt transformed. I literally floated from her studio back to my office. I felt relaxed and like a new woman.

Its a reminder to treat myself each month. To shake off the employee and mum tag, and reward myself. I can't wait to go back...

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Goodbye Monday

The boss and I had our chat today. Things feel a little clearer now. She apologised profusely for not meeting with me at the start of my contract and in her words 'forgetting about me'. I didn't mention how I thought it wasn't the nicest thing to give feedback to someone at 5pm on a Friday night but I did say I didn't really relax over the weekend as my mind was filled with work. I thought she might get the hint but she didn't.

I remember when I was temping in London I worked with a lady who had a management role and who also had two kids. I was helping her out for 4 weeks and one day I was sitting opposite her at her desk when I noticed she had a little post it on her computer.

'Breathe breathe and breathe. Its just a job, your family is the most important thing in your life'.

I remember asking about her note and she explained to me that whenever things got too hectic in her day, she would remind herself of what was important. She said you can only get so much done in one day.

I never thought going back to work while raising a child would be so hard for me, but it is. I really don't think I would be working full time unless Richard finished at 2.30pm each day and could spend the rest of the day with Liam. Our plan is for me to work full time for the next two years and then I can scale back a bit once we have some more money in place.

This weekend we've been invited to my brother's 30th and a dinner. We've decided we are going to beat the afternoon traffic on Friday and drive south to Dunsborough to stay with my brother, fiancee and my two nephews. I want to sit on a beach with the boys and build sand castles and just not think about work for a while....

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Tears tears and more tears..

Ok, I profess to not being perfect. Because I am not.

For the last four weeks I have been slaving away at my new job. I've been making a real effort. So much so that I feel that I have been neglecting other things in my life which are important.

I had my interview for my permanent role yesterday morning. They are a huge company and I think I am on a massive, steep learning curve. Maybe I have taken on too much, I really don't know.

Last night as I was just about to leave, my supervisor called me for a chat. She thinks I'm burning out and needs to sit down with me on Monday to discuss my workload. She doesn't want the quality of my work comprimised. And she said its just a job and I am a mother and there are all these things to consider.

I walked out the back of our building last night and broke down. I could not stop crying. And this morning I cannot stop crying.

How do I get the balance people?

I need to sit down tomorrow night and work it all out. Liam and Rich come first but I need to work. Its so freaking hard but I don't want to complain because I am so blessed with what I have.

Shit.

Friday, February 12, 2010

A nice little stash







A big thank you to the lovely Chantelle from Fat Mum Slim for the giveaway she had a few weeks ago that I won. I ended up choosing these lovely little pieces...

Treats for myself are far and few between these days, so these treasures are just beautiful. Thanks again Chantelle and Mary.
I have been so busy lately that I literally want to cry with exhaustion. Work is going really well, but god its mad. I do wonder if I am fulfilling all my duties as mother, wife and employee. I feel like I am treading water most of the time. And then there is the mother guilt on top of that, but hey, that's a whole other post.

We bought a new car last week. I love it and its such a zippy thing with so much space. Its an 08 Ford Focus. I've named her Francesca. I always name my cars. She's a beauty.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Dropping all my balls...

Here is a brief snapshot of my life these days:

5.45am - alarm goes off
5.50am - shower
6.10am - get dressed, do my hair, drink two sips of a cup of tea
6.30am - wake up Liam, feed him his milk and dress him
6.45am - wake up husband
7am - leave home, do the childcare run
7.15am - kiss husband and run for the train
7.30am - order hot chocolate with two marshmallows from kind man at coffee shop who tells me I look tired...every single morning
8am - start work
5pm - finish work
5.30pm - get home, feed Liam dinner, bath Liam, start dinner
7pm - Put Liam to bed
8pm - forget dinner is burning and realise we need to eat
9pm - pack everything for the following day

And then it starts all over again the following day.

I think if you ask any working mum, the days go by too quickly and its a constant struggle to stretch yourself as mum, wife and employee.

Liam has been sick for the past few days and yesterday Richard took him to the doctor to find out he has a throat infection. I think the three of us have had collectively about 6 hours sleep over the past three nights. When I looked in the mirror yesterday I don't think any amount of concealer could have filled the bags underneath my eyes.

Today I am home with Liam as he's not well enough to go to childcare. Richard has meetings in the city and I have a ton of work to do, but Liam comes first.

Its on days like this that everything comes crashing down and you feel like you are disappointing someone, namely my employer who told me yesterday they would love to make my 3 month contract a permanent role.

I'm realising you can't plan the next week, month or year ahead. You take it day by day and do the best that you can do.

And realise that you aren't superwoman! :)

Monday, January 18, 2010

Save me from the desert...

Nearly three years ago when Rich and I got married in Perth it was 45 degrees on our wedding day. It was just too hot. Our MC welcomed everyone to 'the oven' when he started the introductions for the night.

Yesterday it was 44 and today it was 43. And as boring as this may sound, its a different type of heat. Dry. And hot. Yesterday I hung out three loads of washing and by the time I came back inside the clothes were dry, I kid you not.

I spent most of the day in the pool with a mexican sombrero hat on. Liam stayed in his clam shell with water under the gazebo in mum and dad's backyard and then I would only take him into the pool with about 50 layers of spf 30+ on.

Today when I was catching the train home from work the trains were delayed because the tracks had basically melted. Poor Rich is dying because although we've lived in Sydney, he's never experienced the hot Perth summers.

We move into our new home on Friday and thank god it has air con. One of the girls at work told me to turn it on at 3am and then turn it off at 7am and your house should stay cool for the day and it will save us money.

We bought a beautiful mocha coloured modular lounge on Saturday and a beechwood table with cream leather chairs as well that's gets delivered on Saturday morning. I'm very excited about getting new furniture and have sure the new lounge is scotch guarded so Liam can't paint it.

I'll post some pictures very soon.

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Our new home







What a lucky week my little family is having.

No sooner had we handed in our application, we got a call to say the owners thought we were suitable tenants and we get the keys next week for this new build home. It just has to have council approval and its ours. I would really love to buy something like this as its in a great area and would be a fantastic investment. So, you never know...

My job is going really well. I love it. I love the people, the office, the work. Its super busy, just crazy, but I am learning so much. And it will be so nice to get paid. Even if its getting chewed up in rent and childcare.
So tomorrow night we need to buy a new couch and dining table. I can't wait to go shopping!






Monday, January 11, 2010

Phew!




Oh my its been busy, busy around here.

I've spent the last week interviewing for new jobs, getting Richard settled into his new working from home arrangement (he is still doing his job in Sydney from Perth) and getting Liam settled into his new nursery/childcare.

I've been a tad stressed. Liam is in nursery four days a week from 7am to 3.30pm and Richard does the 'school run' as he calls it in the afternoon. Mum takes care of Liam on Tuesday. I hate dropping Liam off each morning, I have spent every morning in tears. I feel so guilty, its an awful feeling, but I am going back to work so things will be easier in the next couple of years for us all.

By some amazing stroke of luck I landed myself a recruitment role with one of the big mining companies in Perth for 3 months. I've been told it could go permanent if I work hard, so its head down and bum up as I really want us to buy a house by the end of September.

We have been living with my parents for the past month but tomorrow we are putting in an application for this property which is just around the corner from Liam's centre. Its brand new and low maintenance and would be fine for the next 6 months.

I had such a brilliant weekend with my boys. We went to the beach on Saturday afternoon and found a gorgeous little place for breakfast this morning which is ultra kid friendly, which we love of course! Liam has been in a fantastic mood all weekend. Today I had to go shopping for new work clothes. I need to lose weight though, so once things settle down I'm back into walking and swimming again.

How was your weekend? I'd love to hear about it...




Saturday, January 2, 2010

Is this our new home?







We've decided to hold off buying a house in Perth. I think we've had a few too many life changes last year and buying a house is a big decision so we are going to rent for 6 months to get a feel for what area is 'us'. With our budget I'm sure we won't get much of a choice, but Perth is really suburban. Like really suburban. We are finding it a bit hard to get our heads around it, so we are looking at some suburbs in Perth that feel like Sydney. Ha! And here I was thinking I wouldn't miss Sydney at all. Some habits are head to break it seems.

Will the 3 of us be gypsies for ever? Probably.

I'm in love with this place although it doesn't have much of a garden, but there is a huge park down the end of the street. And its less rent for what we paid for our two bedder in Sydney.