Resolutions

Resolutions Revolutions.  Whichever it is it is time for a change.  I never make resolutions as I don't like to lose.  In fact I never commit to anything I won't be good at.  I quit instead.  A big flaw in my personality actually.  Oh well, the flaws are the lovable parts right?

Anyway...a list of things that I hope to achieve this DECADE.

• Holiday more,  Home and abroad.  Acquire a van to holiday in.
• Get our house looking spectacular so it makes money when we sell and we can be closer to our dream home.  (Come to a consensus with hubby about what our dream home is should be on the list).
• Make money.
• Have some me time.
• Have some me and hubby time.
• Have some time one on one with the baby girls.
• See my family more.
• Look after my body.  Show the old gal some love.  Maybe a bit of exercise and a facial or two :)
• Be part of something bigger.
• Help more. 
• Find that dream opportunity in the islands.
• Learn to make jewellery.
• Learn te reo.
• Teach again.

There are more things I could probably put on that list.  This is my blog for me so I can go back and add later I guess.  Now here are this years goals.

• Save money for the trip to Raro.
• Study business and get my products more 'polished'.  My website too.
• Spend some time with hubby without the kids.
• Get the baby girls sleeping through the night.
• Lose some weight.  I think 'lose' is a dumb way to say it.  Kick the fat the f*ck out sounds better.
• Help to set up a bi-lingual playgroup for my girls.
• Be more pro-active in my girls pre-school (Playcentre).
• Blog.
• Be nicer.  Judge less. 
• Walk more.
• Take better care of ME!

That should do it.  

Happy New Year everyone. 

And the sun came up  in the decade in which I said "goodbye" to my twenties and welcomed the years that are to be my thirties.

Ten

2000-2010

This was the decade that I feel I 'grew up',  so to speak.  In many minor and major incidents my life and myself changed.  I was going to list them in order of importance but I don't think they could or should be ranked, so chronologically it is.

Here goes:

2000-I manage being independent (just and very badly).  No men.  No handouts from ma and pa.  I realise that my boss is taking advantage and I make the very grown up action of finding a new job and quitting the one I had face to face with a demon bitch of a boss.

2001-I leave the ugliest mofo of a boyfriend (spew spew spew) and wisen up.


2002-I start to stop hating myself :)

2003-I begin to realise I am making some very silly decisions and I am the only person responsible for taking my life anywhere better.  I quit the city and hide at the beach and decide on my next move.

2004-I realise that returning to the town you grew up in does not necessarily have to be with tail between legs.  I come home and start my degree.

2005-I meet the love of my life.  I suddenly understand that I am a little shit when it comes to my parents.  I grow up and show some respect.

2006-I graduate and marry the dream man.

2007-I bag my dream job, move into a stunning house in the country and most importantly find out I am happily pregnant.  Life is amazing.  Then it all falls apart.  We have to move from the house.  I am stressed out.  Hubby is stressed out.  Our beautiful son is stillborn.  I am broken.  I leave my job and bow out from life in a sobbing puddle of misery.

2008-My saviour is born in the form of my angelic little girl.  She changes my world from dark to light.  She saves me.  My darling hubby is broken.  One baby in heaven and another born prematurely and needing surgery, a sick and anxious wife, has taken it's toll and he finally cracks.

2009-We buy our own home!  Hubby is getting better.  I am pregnant again

2010-The youngest darling is born very prematurely but makes it home after six weeks.  She is perfect.  Hubby is better.  He is the dream man again.  We have survived.  Every moment is to be experienced and to be cherished.

I haven't listed lots of other important things.  Cancer in the family.  New nieces, nephew, brother in law.  Falling outs.  Purchases.  There is a lot that happens in ten years!  I am a different person than the one that was there in the year 2000.  I am nicer I think.  I am stronger.  I am wiser. I am happier and sadder all at the same time.  I am content but I still dream.   I wonder what the next ten will bring?

Sunset.  Nelson, New Zealand.

I Heart Christmas

I really, really do you know.  I mean I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY do.  Even in the period when I didn't have kids but was no longer a kid myself I loved Christmas.  I've been known just to stop and stare at a Christmas tree.  Now that I have kids it is a million, billion, zillion times even more exciting.

This year is the first year that my big girl (two and 3/4's and slept all night in her big bed, nappy free for the first time last night!) has really understood Christmas.  By understand I mean she knows that Father Christmas is coming (also known as Santa, we call the big guy either).   It is also my smallest baby girl's first Christmas.  I am so excited for them.  For us.  They truly are the biggest blessings and the best thing that ever happened to me.  I am so thankful for my girls.  I heart every day with my baby girls in my life.

Merry Christmas to you all.  And may many blessings and people that make your days happy surround you x

My biggest little girl preparing for Santa's arrival.  Milk, banana loaf, banana and crakers for Santa and a nice drink of water for his rain deer. 

Sums It All Up Really...

I found this here. 

Today's Imagining

My children have trained me into waking up at 5am.  Way too early.  Way, way, way too early!  Today they are magically sleeping in past six and here I am wide awake.  I had quite a sleepless night but am actually feeling ok and am really enjoying the solitude (almost solitude, I have a babe snugglig in at my hip).  I have been able to sit here and listen to the birds wake and the soft sounds of everyone sleeping. Perfect dreaming conditions....

Today's imagining is making contemporary pearl jewellery while living on my fantasy island.  How is that for a wonderfully whimsical idea?!

Hi-Jacking

Somebody (ahem, HUBBY) is hi-jacking my dreams.  I mentioned in an earlier post how his career will always come first.  I don't mean this in a bitter, nasty or jealous way.  It is just a fact.  He is our bread and butter, our roof over our head and all the sensible things that we need.  And yes we do need some material things.  So anyway, he is thinking that he will do some more training in his current job and then upskill for a few years after that.  I fully support him in this and think it is a great idea.  I am truly happy and proud for him to do this.  I just want to have a wee tanty at the same time.    

So in the meantime.....

• I will be grateful for all that we have.
• We will explore the world bit by bit (as we can afford it).  Starting with Rarotonga in May.
• I may consider the path of my own career.
• I will support my husband in being his awesomely awesome self.
• I will bring my children up happily in our perfectly perfect little part of the world :)

PS.  We have tickets to The Wiggles in Christchurch next May.  Maybe we will explore a little of our own country while we wait to escape.