My husband and I reckon that music was way better in the 80’s and the 90’s. Just more fun, catchy and better to dance to. What do you think?
‘Staring at the blank page before you
Open up the dirty window
Let the sun illuminate the words
That you could not find
Reaching for something in the distance
So close you can almost taste it
Release your inner visions
Feel the rain on your skin
No one else can feel it for you
Only you can let it in
No one else, no one else
Can speak the words on your lips
Drench yourself in words unspoken
Live your life with arms wide open
Today is where your book begins’ sang by Natasha Bedingfield
Recently I had my birthday and I had to kiss my twenties goodbye. It was the first time that I had not been happy about my birthday coming. I normally wonder about the gifts I will receive, wait in anticipation for the clothes or shoes I had picked out. But this year I just felt sad. I think I feel like this because leaving your twenties is a scary thought. I have always used excuses of age when falling over, being silly, when I don’t fully understand what is happening and when I am unable to join in on a conversation about politics. I always said, I am only a little girl, I am the youngest or I am a teenager we do stupid things. Then I graduated to I only just became an adult then it was, I am only in my twenties what do you expect but now leaving my twenties I feel there are no excuses left. No excuses as to why I don’t know who is in which political party, or why I don’t know what happened from the news last night or for why I can’t tell you what was on channel two last night etc. Saying hey, I’m only 30 just doesn’t mean the same thing. It doesn’t really mean anything at all. I can’t blame my young age as a factor anymore or my lack of knowledge for anything. I have been voting since I was 18 I should know by now what that’s all about. I should probably be able to watch an a current affairs show without being bored right? I should know which cutlery to use next at a fancy restaurant, I should read the world news section of the paper rather than the entertainment section or worse the comics. I occasionally fill in a crossword, word fill in or find a word but these are mainly the ones in my trashy magazines rather than the newspapers. But that’s me it’s who I am. I can be stubborn I only want to watch, be involved in or see things that appeal to me. It’s not to be rude or difficult. It’s more about feeling that life is short and I don’t want to spend it doing things that I have no interest in.
Maybe that’s what leaving your twenties does mean?? Maybe it means the point of life when you realise your likes and dislikes or the things you will put up with along with the things you won’t! Like finally finding yourself or coming into your own as they say. I think that over the last three years I have grown, I have matured, I have begun the process of finding myself. I have changed the way I speak, the way I write and the way I view things, in a really good way. My IQ probably hasn’t increased but my understanding of my self has.
I have found hobbies that I really like that’s something I’ve never really had before. My favourite is that I found writing! I found how much I like to write, be published and feel important in some way. I found I like to write about all different things from serious topics to funny ones. This has even turned into casual work for me.
I found that it is amazing but difficult being a Mum and while that is an extremely important role in itself we need something else as well. I need to be me still, to do things just for me so I don’t lose myself in the vacuum of parenting.
I should be proud of where I am. I should be proud that I am married to the boyfriend I had from 17 years old, that we have a gorgeous, healthy little boy, that we have a lovely house and that we have great families. I am proud of these things they mean the world to me. I may still feel like I am 12 but maybe we all do, maybe that’s ok?
I am happy with who I am now even if I don’t want to leave my twenties! It’s happened and I am ok. I got amazing presents including lovely surprises from my husband and I still have some birthday money left to spend which is still just as exciting as when I was 12.
So this song sums up what I have learnt over the past few years. It doesn’t make me Einstein but it helps me be me, so maybe that’s enough. Maybe like Peter Pan I just don’t want to grow up but does anyone really?
Sang by Des’ree:
You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold, you gotta be wiser
You gotta be hard, you gotta be tough, you gotta be stronger
You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together
All I know, all I know love will save the day
Time asks no questions it goes on without you
Leaving you behind if you can’t stand the pace
The world keeps on spinning can’t stop it if you tried to
The best part is danger staring you in the face
So tell me how did other’s feel about leaving their twenties??
P.S I want to wish my hubby a very Happy Birthday coming up and remind him that we have so much to be proud of and grateful for.
I am so proud of his Daddy skills and how well he is doing at work! We love you Daddy xo
Sing like Sister Sledge: “We are family, get up everybody and sing”!
I never met my Mum’s Dad and I was very young when my Dad’s Father (Pop)passed away. I can remember some things about Pop like him working in the garden putting in beautiful flowers whenever we were over to visit. He was tall and thin just like my Dad and I. Pop idolised my Nana, he thought he was the luckiest guy in the world to have her as his wife, he was always calling her pet names that embarrassed her lol.
I would have loved to meet my Mum’s Dad I have heard great things about him and seen pictures he looked like such a friendly man and he was. He was the local bus driver and people in the area knew him well. He lived for his children. Nana was very fashionable her clothes would still be in fashion if she were alive today. She always had shiny high heels and clip on earrings in every colour and size available. She loved playing card games and was really good at them. She would have visitors come to stay often. She found beauty in living things such as flowers, nature and fruits, she adored shopping.
My Granny (Mum’s Mother) was so like my Mum that she was the only other person I would stay with if Mum wasn’t there. I was a real woose, still am lol. I remember that Granny would pick me up from preschool and we would sit out the front of a little shop eating hot chips until my Mum would come and pick us up. Granny would get two buses and a train to come and see us. She could make up amazing stories off the top of her head. She was born to be a Grandma and my Mum is too!
Grandparents can be great for your child and great for you. My little man is very lucky to have all four of his grandparents involved in his life. As a Stay at home Mum they have been an absolute godsend to me and my son. They provide constant love, support and guidance. They provide free babysitting, love your child more than words can say, they help around the house, provide free counselling, behaviour management and often food!
They are just a phone call away when you have been up all night with a little one, you are up to your eyeballs in poo and your washing machine has just stopped working. They have life experience, they can mend practically anything, they can teach your child gardening and they have the patience to line up at an event that the parents probably wouldn’t. They bring you frozen dinners when someone is sick, they bring you some nappies when you were just about to race to the shops and they never get tired of listening to your rants about how fabulous your little one is because they believe it too.
Grandparents somehow provide a certain type of wisdom that parents can’t provide. When I am stressed, feel awful or just need some time out their the one’s I call. Knowing they are only a phone call away helps me through each day.
My Mum aka Granny has a saying on her fridge it goes like this:
‘Grandchildren are God’s reward for being parents’ .
Lol this is so true and I also believe that being in their grand child’s life makes the grandparents, feel young, stay young and still feel important no matter what their age.
Grandparents may pull your child’s cheeks, they may embarrass them, they may even spoil them rotten but isn’t that what they are for?
So let’s hear it for Grandparents!
You wouldn’t think it by looking at me but I have a love of food. Because I am naturally slim I never worried about how often or what I ate. That may sound lucky but now that I am growing up ( I use that term loosely) I have begun to realise that although I won’t put on weight I may get unwell in the future from my eating habits. Luckily since I had my little boy two years ago I have lost a lot of my appetite! Maybe it’s because parents don’t have the time to eat or maybe because meal times are no longer calm and fun but for some reason I am just not as hungry anymore.
Despite loving any type of food particularly chips, chocolates, oysters and prawns I hate cooking, anything, ever! I know cooking, cooking segments and cooking shows have absolutely taken off but I’m sorry I have no interest at all. Sorry to all you master chef lovers out there but I don’t want to watch someone cooking in person or on TV. But I am more than happy to eat it lol.
My little man loves his food too, perhaps he will enjoy cooking in the future, fingers crossed. He starts off using his Thomas the Tank engine cutlery set but it’s not long before he decides its much faster and he can stuff more in by just using his hands. I watch him sometimes when he eats and he is so in the moment with it and enjoying every bit. Makes the bits he throws onto the floors and the walls worth it.
With food he is at what I call the easier stage. I don’t need to breast feed, I don’t need to purée everything, I don’t need to buy expensive kid food pouches or bottles, he can feed himself and will normally try anything. The best thing of all he can eat what we eat. No more making two dinners each night yay! He is a good boy he loves his veggies especially corn on the cob, he will have that every night.
When your child first starts eating at around 6 months it takes up a lot of time in your day. The preparation takes longer, you need to hold them and feed them, they take a long time to eat and will often just spit it out in disgust. Everything has to be puréed and bland as. Then you have to also be aware of what foods you can introduce at certain ages and hope and pray that they are not allergic to foods and be extra careful that they don’t choke. It’s a tough time particularly when you don’t enjoy being in the kitchen and they don’t even have teeth!
I remember stressing about him having too much or not enough, worrying about if he doesn’t have a full tummy will he keep waking up all night. Then everyone is telling you what to feed your baby, what to try and how often. Having fresh fruit all the time means going to the shops every second day and nappy changes are different altogether when they start food it’s quite a shock at first! The pressure felt like it was on so I went to the baby health clinic and the lovely lady working their told me that my son is very healthy and happy and that I should be proud of myself. At the time it felt like the unease and the responsibility was never going to end but it did and I did feel the weight lift off my shoulders. I tried to go with the flow and convince myself that each child is completely unique and so there is no hard and fast rules. If he is so happy and so loving I must have done something right.
A very good thing that comes out if all this is that I am eating better. The beautiful fresh fruit is there, it’s washed and its easy to eat or take with you on the go. As I wash and cut up fruit for my son I will also eat it and he loves that we eat together. He has actually helped me to rediscover fruit and how yummy it can be. Well I guess the Wiggles have helped me with that too. ‘Fruit salad, yummy, yummy’.
As a Child Care worker I worried about how to deal with inappropriate behaviors. The rules are firm, don’t touch a child, yell at them, embarrass them in front of others, don’t refer to the child as naughty, annoying or bad.
By the time I went on maternity leave we were told not to put children on time outs as parents had complained! Are you kidding me WHAT??
I know that children should not be facing a wall for half a lesson but I give my toddler two-minute time outs at home simply to calm him down and give him time to think about his actions.
A time out can simply refer to taking a child away from the situation to another activity at least then they learn that behaving in such a way is not appropriate.
Children these days are aware of our limited conquences for negative behavior more than we realize. In schools and Childcare centers you will often hear a child say, ‘I’m going to tell my parents you got angry at me’. Most staff get to know parents so well they know which ones will agree with them and which ones really will be annoyed.
I believe that if you place your child into someone’s care that you are allowing them to also teach your child how to act with others particulary when it is not one on one care. However I also believe this should be agreed upon in advance.
When anyone enrolled at my child care centre I would give them a run down of such policies to check that they were on board with this. If they are opposed to detention or time out or exclusion from a particular activity then I would ask them to suggest what would be an appropriate consequence. Some parents would boarder on the strict approach ‘give them a slap’, AHHH, NO, we are not doing that to, ‘he was just mucking around I’m not paying childcare fees for my child to sit on time out’. Often such parents would back down or if not if a situation with their child did occur I would ring the parent ASAP and tell them what’s happening. In the end it is their child and it is up to them to decide but not many want this phone call whilst at work. I guess it comes down to trust. Do you trust those taking care of your child?
I think discipline is hard these days, it’s a fine line. All of us working with children are scared of litigation in its many forms and the question, ‘who was responsible’?
Litigation is at an all time high. I remember seeing on the news a few months back about a student getting sued for knocking into another student during a sport game and injuring them. Come on, are you joking, that is ridiculous with any sport there is an element of danger but isn’t that just life!! What is that teaching our children, the leaders of our future about life and consequences? How will this help them cope in the work place?
What do you guys think? If your child misbehaves at child care or school what happens? ? Do you know the school or childcare policy on behavior?
And do you agree with this approach?
love SupahAnnie xo
I’m a friendly and bubbly Stay at home Mum to a gorgeous but crazy and clingy toddler. I am emotional, a self confessed worry wart, but i love to laugh! I am married to the guy I met when I was just 17. I have worked in all forms of childcare with all ages.
I am interested in card making, meditation and psychology, and also children and their learning. I love designing rooms in my house, finding a bargain everywhere i go and finding out ways to make household chores easier, even with a toddler.
Join me as i look into Childcare centre issues, schooling issues, staying sane as a stay at home Mum (well trying to), exploring making home life easier and more orgainsed and bringing up my little boy. Has working in childcare prepared me for this? I guess we’ll soon find out! XO