Motherhood, Work Life Balance

Choosing your battles

9th March 2015

The daily battles with not only myself, but with the kids, need to be selected – and carefully.  Some days, fatigue sets in early, and clouds my judgment.  Things that normally might not bother me, do.  Couple this with four active and stubborn kids and it leaves me feeling like I am just out to survive the day.  Waiting, waiting, waiting for that sun to go down so they can go to bed.  Only to sleep a bit and then I get to do it all again tomorrow.  If only you know completely, before having kids, just how much psychological warfare is to be used, so you can equip yourself, prepare yourself.  I am unprepared, unmatched, and outmanned most days.

I think I would have laughed if someone told me 10 years ago that raising kids was like ‘this’.  Even now I sometimes catch myself looking at the scenario – I mean really looking, and thinking, ‘wow, why do I actually care so much if she does not want to do ____/wear ____/eat ____? ‘  Motherhood is a strange existence sometimes.  One minute you are consoling a sick/injured/tired child, the next you are on full scale debate as to why we should eat vegetables, or the values of doing a base in lego.  There are no professional development days as a  mum.  Most of the ‘experience’ you gain is your own passage of motherhood time. There are no powerpoint presentations to help you prepare, there are books, but they generally make me feel as though I am doing far worse than I thought.

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Motherhood, Work Life Balance

Do you ever…

25th February 2015

Wonder if you are doing the ‘right thing/s’?  I do – ALL.  THE.  TIME.  I second guess myself and my parenting decisions.  I analyse them to the point of paralysis from analysis.  I hate hindsight.  Even more, I get frustrated about the fact that the result/s of my decisions now may not be seen for another 5-10 years, particularly in regard to the kids.

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Motherhood, Work Life Balance

{You must be a} Superwoman

8th February 2015

I hear these five words a great deal.  Thrown at me by people I don’t know, people I know, and then overheard whilst out and about.  Although, I honestly thought that by now (‘now’ being mum to 4 1/2 year old triplets and an almost 8 year old) the occurrences would die down.  Apparently not, as I am hearing it with a vengeance!

I will put a stop to it all right now – I am not superwoman.  I do not possess magical or heroic powers other than the ones that come factory approved when motherhood kicks in.  I don’t know how to do, be or have it all, as I don’t think I quite get it all done every day/week/month/year.  I think I make it up as I go along.  I try to do as much as I can, sometimes it ends well, other times it ends in tears – either mine or one of the kids.

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MM, Motherhood, Work Life Balance

I Blinked..

1st February 2015

Today I realised how fast time does fly.  I had minimal warning, thanks to a change in legislation very late last year, which meant that the trio were actually eligible this year for school instead of next year.  I was not all together prepared for them to start school this year – don’t get me wrong, I am absolutely ok with it, as I think it will be a massive benefit to them, but I had worked on Kindy (again) this year,  and Prep for 2016.  So this week, they started school.  Three little Preppies and a Grade Three’er.  Feels as though I blinked and it has all happened so fast.

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Kids

A Dog’s Life

24th January 2015

Recently, we had a very very beloved pet die. It was horrible. It was unexpected, but maybe because I chose to not see her age. Zoe was a cantankerous dog from the get go. She chose me as her owner, not the other way round. She has been a delight in our lives, from the excitement of when she sees us, to the manipulative cute behaviour that bears her treats. She did everything on her terms – even getting to her bed at night, and it was only ever when she was ready. She was never ever vicious or snappy with the kids – and at times I think she probably should have as their roughhousing got a bit out of hand. Zoe was almost 11.
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