Thursday, July 4
I've been busy, had a baby in that time [which could be a major contributing factor] so now I have 3 kids under 4.
That leads me to my navel gazing for this week. I'm struggling with that gem that haunts many mums I think. What contribution am I making to society? If I focus on raising my kids, and I don't 'work' in paid employment, if I don't volunteer and help a worthy cause - am I still ok?
Is it a cop out or is it fine to say 'no' to helping out with this and that, or to running a program, and is it fine to quit things that I've been doing for a long time? I know the answer I think, but its an adjustment as the things that I can demonstrate my worth with diminish.
When you study, your marks show that you're doing something worthwhile. When you work, your pay packet says "well done you". When you volunteer, you can still say "I am Tab, I do...". When you're 'just a mum' - and a poor housekeeper, it gets a bit harder to show your value I reckon. Seriously. I can't say "I give my family awesome food" because, I don't and even if I did, they wouldn't eat it. No one says "what well behaved children" because quite frankly 3 small kids are pretty rotten even at the best of times and usually they are pretty embarrassing.
A friend said to me yesterday - "but its an investment". I disagree. Its a gamble! We all know awesome dedicated parents who end up with kids that make choices and have outcomes so far removed from the loving nurturing environment they were raised in. There is no way to absolutely guarantee a return from this investment.
Blah blah blah. Clearly I'm no philosopher or inspirational writer. It sounds all a bit depressing, but I assure you that [today] I write this in good humour. Its just that familiar angst that I was sure would leave when I turned 20 and left my teenage years behind. Hello angst. Thanks for coming, now you've said your piece, leave me be and let me potter along trying to do my best for these kids, let me give the gamble of raising good citizens and loving humans the best odds possible. Also pride-in-visible-achievements, you can go too because really I am ok even if other people can't see my awesomeness from my good works.
I do love my life, this little existence here of being a mum, a [fairly incompetent] homemaker, educator, wife, friend, nosey parker, amature internet sleuth, ever doubting person of faith [now there is an oxymoron] and all the things that I am. Blah blah blah.
The end :)
PS Its all good, really it is!
Sunday, July 15
Here is one such posting that has been making the rounds of facebook in the form of "repost this if..."
Tuesday, April 17
So, I've tried some basic hippie things like the crystal thing - ok in winter, but in summer in the Australian outback- not so good. Bi-carb soda can work to a point, but is messy and hard to put on and left my armpits feeling gritty. Wearing natural fibres helps a LOT but still doesn't fix the 'problem'. [If I was to be a fully committed earth-child I would say that perspiration isn't a problem at all and that it is nature's way of transmitting pheromones etc etc - but I kind of want to be somewhat socially acceptable!]
What then? Well never fear, google told me a solution which seems to work...GREAT! So here it is.
|The deodorant in it's sexy plastic container.|
You will need:
Bicarb soda - in the cooking section, with the food colours usually.
Cornflour - Near the flours. You can get wheaten or corn types, unless you're gluten sensitive either is fine
Coconut oil— I made it from copha because it is easy peasy to buy from the supermarket. For those who don't know, you make chocolate crackles with it, and it lives in the fridge with the butter & marg.
*Optional* Essential Oil.
Why those things?
Bicarb soda is generally the bomb [just ask my BFF Shannon Lush] and absorbs odour.
Coconut oil is antimicrobial so it vamooses bacteria which cause the stinky smell in the first place.
Cornflour absorbs moisture, so you aren't at risk of slimey wet pits.
Essential OIls smell pretty. Choose the right ones and they will assist in the anti-bacterial action. For that reason I use lavender. Rosemary or Lemongrass would work well, as would Oil of Cloves if you want more of a spicy aroma.
Mix equal parts cornflour and bicarbonate of soda. Then melt some coconut oil in the microwave [careful it melts quicker than butter!] until is is mixable and add to the cornflour/bicarb mix until you're happy with it, it should all mix in well but not be super runny.
What I do is get half a cup of cornflour & half a cup of bicarb, and add to it about a 1/4 a block of copha to begin with and see if that mixes well. Then I melt another 1/4 and add bit by bit until it seems about right. I add a few drops of the essential oil about now too.
If you make it and then find you're not happy with the blend, its easy to rejig and add a bit more of something. If your mix is too gritty, add more coconut oil. If it’s too solid or too runny add more cornflour and bicarbonate.
Store your deodorant in a container with a lid. Simply rub a bit under your arms.
When it is cold and the mix is all hard, I dig a bit out with my fingernail, and it warms up in the palm of my hand in a few seconds, and then it is easy to apply.
Sunday, April 8
Wednesday, March 7
Friday, March 2
A whole Chicken - minus it's feet, head & neck, guts - you know, straight out of the packet!
3 chickens cut and bagged, minus the thighs and carcass.
The carcasses went into the slow cooker to make up my first stock. I'm not sure if it is any good? How do you tell those sorts of things? I let it evaporate off and reduce down, it's in the fridge getting nice and cool so I can put it in ice cubes in the freezer. Hopefully I remember to use it one day, but to be honest, I've not really used liquid stock so it sounds a bit daunting. I just felt bad chucking out the left over bits of chicken body once I'd cut it all up.
Anyway, it's surprisingly quick and easy, so why not watch the video and give it a go hey?
Tuesday, February 21
“The witching hour, somebody had once whispered to her, was a special moment in the middle of the night when every child and every grown-up was in a deep deep sleep, and all the dark things came out from hiding and had the world all to themselves.”
― Roald Dahl, The Bfg
These days it more commonly means that time between afternoon tea and bed time for the kids when you are preparing tea and needing them to be calm gentle and lovely, but instead they become small naked savages that even their grandparents don't find adorable.
Let me submit however that there is Another Witching Hour. If you've got or have had kids I think you will know it well. The half hour before or after you go to bed ready to recharge with a few hours sleep, and the child who has hitherto (if you're lucky) slept peacefully wakes and needs a drink/cuddle/DVD/iPad/piece of cucumber. If you are super blessed like I am, more than one kid wakes and getting them back to bed peacefully is no longer an option.
Obviously we try to resettle, give drinks of milk, talk softly (though Addie's volume is stuck on yelling after 11pm) keep the lights off or low but it doesn't always do the trick. So now we play the waiting game - hoping that they quickly shake their sillies out and go back to bed so that we can get some sleep.
Here are my precious zombie children at midnight tonight.
(ps, when I say "we" it means "Me, on behalf of Andrew and myself")