Life on the hill: November 2010

Monday, November 29, 2010

four years ago today...

... my youngest son was born. This is such a bittersweet day for me. It was my best birth experience. Within a couple of minutes of Aston being born he was placed on me, skin to skin, with warm blankets placed over both of us. I have no recollection of them sewing me up, because I was too busy falling in love with this amazing gift that had been given to me. I had so desperately hoped that his arrival would mark the beginning of an awakening in R - Of selflessness, of understanding, of healing,...

out with the old...

.... and in the with the new. I believe that for new things to be able to enter your life, you have to make room for them by getting rid of things you no longer need/use/want.... So FINALLY I have started getting rid of stuff. early last week I went through the play room. Two massive garbage bags and several shopping bags, and a box of stuff went in the bin. The car boot is full to the top of stuff to take to the charity bins. My art stuff is tidy, and some paintings even on display....

48 hours...

So I started my weekend away after dropping the boys off driving two hours to Brisbane. Was an easy drive, and I didn't get lost so I was rather happy with myself. Then I got out of the car... seems my knee doesnt particularly like being in a similar position for two hours at a time still... was a bit creaky and sore when I got out of the car. I had plenty of time to get ready, have a corona with lime, and sit back and relax. My cousin's partner drove us in to the theatre and we were throughly...

the end of 2010 is quickly approaching...

... and I just had a re-read of the first post for the year so what off that list have I done... got a tattoo - two actually. reconnecting with my children every day, and laughing, playing, dancing, singing, and just being with them. painted - a little.. not as much as I would have liked to - but the year isnt over ;-) write - have been - here on this blog decided not to move house until I have to go I think that the first on my list I have achieved, or are achieving. I was thinking about this...

we're all going on a summer break...

... well that's kind of what this weekend is... a break. and while we aren't all going to together, every one of is excited. Aston has beent talking about going away all week, Nat loves to hang out with his best mate any time, and Laura gets to do girly stuff all weekend. None of them could care less that Mum is going away for the weekend... Had the strangest dream last night - very intense, and um... er... yeh... intense. Starring Mr Darcy. wtf?? Maybe because originally this weekend I was going...

the counter...

... you know that "gadget" on the side of this blog that counts the number of visitors? I'm wondering why I put it there. Vanity? Stupidity? the begininings of truly being a blog whore ahem I mean mum... from here do I go to advertising? buttons? inane posts (oh, already do that...) Nah - can't be arsed. all seems like too much work personally. and I already have enough stuff that I don't keep on top of... so I guess for now I will just keep the little counter gadget for my...

its all about me...

I feel somewhat at ease with where my head is at the moment. Mind you that can all change of the head of a pin, (especially as my body is fraught with PMT hormones!!) but for right now its ok. Think I'm learning to sit in the moment. Better late then never eh? Are so looking forward to this weekend. Its all about ME! Off to see West Side Story tomorrow night, then breakfast at Southbank and the markets and then the art gallery on Saturday, and dinner out of Saturday night, then catching up with...

I blog in my sleep...

... or at least blog while I'm trying to fall asleep. I write whole posts in my head. witty, well thought out, even inspiring on occasion. Now if I can just figure out how to download my brain entries onto the computer. Would save the whole boring task of typing it up.......

Succulent Wild Woman ...

... that's what I want to be. I remember several years ago seeing a book by that name. The cover was beautiful, colourful, vivacious, joyful... Succulent Wild Woman was written by Susan Kennedy. Yesterday I was thinking about that book, and googled it - thank god for google eh? and there was that beautiful colourful vivacious joyful artwork leaping off the screen. I signed up for her eNewletter. I read through her site. checked out her latest book Glad No Matter What: Transforming...

spring

I love this time of year, when it starts getting darker later. Yesterday I went to pick up Aston from daycare, and took Nathan, Trixie and a soccer ball with me. Laura was already in town, so I arranged for her to meet us at the park. I dropped into the supermarket to grab some things, including a bag of lollipops, and met the kids at the park. It was so funny watching this little puppy running full tilt, chasing Aston, Nathan and Laura, playing soccer - much to Nat's delight. We were all in hysterics...

looking....

Loking for answers, when I've forgotten what the questions were. Looking for redemption,when I'm not sure what was sin. Looking for forgiveness,when I'm uncertain if I did wrong Can someone please tell me why I have to be so strong...