Sunday, May 11, 2008

I am mother...Annals of a domestic diva??...

Well Mother's Day was interesting. It started with two night feeds with Baby, who has a stuffy nose and is not a happy chappy. Then the morning was broken with the dulcet sounds of "mummy!" so a sleep in was out of the question, and into the lounge with Miss 2, to watch Dora the Explorer and other age appropriate delights. Of course soon after Baby woke up and joined the action. Mid morning, after a quick trip to drop off flowers to Mum and do some shopping, the domestic diva entered the kitchen: a storm was brewing. A cooking storm: bacon, eggs, roast tomatoes, mushrooms, croissants and blueberry pancakes. I was in the middle of my finest coordinated cooking effort, having delivered Miss 2 some pancakes, when after a coughing fit, she started vomiting. A quick pause for the diva delights...clean the floor...send Miss 2 off for a shower...back to cooking. Brunch was laid out, I was poised, ready for consumption, when Baby decided that he was ready too. I got to eat my food one handed. After lunch both kids fell into a deep sleep, and finally there was quiet. So I decided to make the most of it and went to have a sleep myself.

And now the day is drawing to a close, the air is starting to chill, the light is fading...Miss 2 wants cuddles, Baby is trying to eat tissues from the tissue box, I have a roast on and the dogs are pestering me to be fed.

Ah motherhood, would I swap these experiences for more sleep, quiet dinners out, no nappies, no vomit..? Are you kidding? HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY.

To mothers everywhere...

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Bear Necessities

One of my first craft loves is teddy bears. The bit I hate the most is the assembly (jointing with cotter pins), so I have a few bear skins in my sewing box! I thought that I would add a few pics of my other hobbies, and found a picture of the bears I made for my wedding - all hand sewn. I bought crystals for the bride's veil, to match those on my own.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

One flew over the cuckoo's nest...

Who knew that one could become so attached to chickens! It seems you name something, spend time working how to tell one from another, and WHAM!! you are hooked. So when I came home from picking up SM and discovered Charlotte sitting on the pool fence (ie NOT in the coop) and Ginger nowhere to be seen, I was quite upset. A quick scout around with the torch (flashlight) did not reveal the illusive chicken. SM patted my hand, and said, "Don't worry, mummy. We'll find Ginger tomorrow."

Hubby came home and did another quick search. Nothing. Conclusion: she escaped and was living the high life or a neighbours dog got to her...

The next morning I went outside to let my girls out of their hutch when I saw Ginger running around in the pool area - where she had obviously spent the night. I was most relieved! Needless to say, as soon as hubby woke up, the chickens has their flight feathers snipped.

Thursday, May 1, 2008

So much for the long weekend

Well the long weekend has been and gone. I thought that I would get a chance to work on
Instead I looked after my SQUIRREL MONKEY and MR BUSY, when I wasn't helping build

Which now houses

Unfortunately these 3 are not impressed!