Friday, 28 December 2012

The Best and the Worst of Times

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Sure makes you grateful for what you have! :(

Christmas 2012

The kids were with us this year which made for a fun time.  We did the whole santa thing for the littlies which was exciting for them.  Even left milk and cookies and a carrot out and took bites out of it so it looks like Santa has been. 

Spent the day at my sister's house after I'd spent the few days prior cooking my butt off and baking all sorts of treats for the day.  It was lovely as my uncle and auntie came up from Withcott to spend christmas with us which was nice and we've vowed to spend more time with them.  E (my sister) and I have been talking about my uncle and how much value he has to the history of our family.  He is the only one left that can remember things and has all sorts of information that we were previously ignorant of.  We really need to get as much info as we can and document it as once he's gone...that's it.  Not just that but they are just such lovely people and I regret not spending more time with them.

Anyway...mum came later in the night and we spent more time with her while eating leftovers and yummy stuff.  We then played board games till 2 am...then stumbled home tired and bloated! LOL

I woke up the next morning in a fair bit of pain around my bra area....back and front.  I'm guessing it's gall bladder related as my body isn't used to so much fatty carbs and junk!  I've been eating so well for the past year that spending the day eating and drinking copious amount of fats and sugars must've shocked my body a bit.  Goes to show just how much on the right track I've been all this time.  Not just that but the way I've been feeling the last few days...tired, lethargic, bloated and gross...means that I probably felt like that all the time before my health kick!  Imagine that!  I always thought I felt this way because I was a busy mum but now I was all the crap I was eating and dehydration (got quite dehydrated the last few days because I was drinking soft drink and no water at all).  So there you go.  Taking the next few days getting my diet back on track (healthy diet)...drinking more water.  Surprise!  I'm starting to feel more human already.

So the next day (boxing day) we spent at home then went ten pin bowling with my sister and her husband and the fam.  Was quite surprised at how good I am at bowling LOL  I was kicking butt!  Until everyone got the shits and put the guard rails on then I was totally distracted by the guard rails and sucked!  LOL  I won the first game but still came second for the second game...despite the rails LOL

Anyway...the kids have gone to their dad's for a week and I'm here with the two little guys and spending the time getting the house back in order....and our diets :)

Overall it's been a great christmas! 

Thursday, 22 November 2012

Breaking Dawn Part 2

Exceeded all my expectations!

That final fight scene had me gasping and shaking my head.  I was in shock as were the rest of the theatre.  The other movies, although good...were pretty 'ho hum' but this one being the finale and all that, yeh I think they really pulled out all the stops!

Loved every second of it and for those who haven't seen it yet...and even those who've read the book and think you know how it plays out, you're in for a shock as there's a twist and it's a massive one!!!!

Ps - they played our song!!!!!!  A Thousand Years - by Christina Perry <---- I walked down the aisle to that song!  Gorgeous!

Wednesday, 21 November 2012

Aaah Bliss!

Did I mention how much easier 2 kids are?  Compared to 6?  Like you might say...well duh!  But I don't think anyone really realises just how much easier it actually is, especially when you only have 1 or 2 kids yourself. 

As my husband works away for a week at a time.  I'm left here with 6 kids by myself.  Which is fine for the most part.  And you do get used to it but I tell you what...every second weekend when my oldest 4 go to their dad's and I'm left here with just 2?  UTTER BLISS!!!!!!

Seriously!  It's more peaceful.  The house is cleaner...I mean seriously what's a few toys when there's usually school bags, socks, books, bits of paper, school notes and kitchens totally destroyed by children who can now 'cook' (apparently).  Let's put it to you this way, when they are kitchen actually stays clean, because I'm the only one in it!!!!  I put things away and clean up as I go!  And no matter how many times I tell them, they don't always clean up after themselves and if they do...they do the bare minimum only and shmuch here (that's me) is left to do it all!

Nightimes are peaceful too...if not lonely at times.  Because the younger ones go to be at a reasonable hour but the older ones stay up later so I get my nights back IYKWIM?

Don't get me wrong!  Having older kids has its advantages, as when they're home they can do things for the little ones and I can sometimes duck out and pick up things at the shops or for a coffee without dragging a bunch of kids around.  So there are advantages.

But going to dad's tonight and I'm actually looking forward to the peace and a clean kitchen! 

Small things make us mums happy!

Sunday, 18 November 2012

Exactly What I Needed


Saturday, 17 November 2012


***Frankly I cant believe you are still talking about this.***

Well I am.  So what?

****No, you should not offer a room to someone and have them have to open it up to children who have not learned how to respect anyones belongings.****

My children were 2 and 4...they were still in the process of learning to respect people's belongings.  You don't expect someone's children to behave any different than your own children of similar age.  Your own child got into things too!  It was a rumpus room that they had free reign in up until that point!  You do not go to someone's house and take them up on their hospitality, take up a room that belonged to their children and magically expect that those children wouldn't find their way in there somehow!(especially when you couldn't lock the door).  If it wasn't my children that got into your stuff....if would have been your own child R!  Either way, it hadn't even happened yet and we could have discussed it and figured out a solution like I did with the family I bunked with when I was at the ripe old age of 19.  Her kids got into my suitcase and pulled out all my underwear and pads and things while she was in the shower!  But you know what I did?  Instead of harbouring my feelings, we discussed it like adults and found a solution.  Just like that!  It was THAT easy!  Who would have thought?  But no not you!  No you prefer to act the martyr or the victim and make out that it was a direct insult to you.  BTW I never had a room...I slept on their couch in their loungeroom while them and their kids lived their lives around me.....AND WAS GRATEFUL!!!!  A concept you clearly know nothing about!!!

*** Your children are beautiful as are mine.***

Save it!

***When you finally learn that giving does not come with conditions***

What conditions????  That was my downfall actually that I  DIDN'T have conditions!!!!  Are you serious??!!  That was where I went wrong with you.....I let you have free reign of my home!  I never once stipulated any conditions WHATSOEVER....YOU....however....had a whole bunch of hidden conditions of your stay here AND our friendship that I knew nothing about!  Are you kidding me?!  This is one area I have actually remmedied since knowing you!  I've actually put conditions ON my friendships now....BECAUSE OF YOU!!!    Speak for yourself!

***then you may finally learn how self centred you are.***

Me???  Excuse me I'm not the one who conducted a friendship...all the while watching and microanalysing the other person's every move then go to their wedding and sit and make unreasonable conclusions about them based on how the wedding was conducted.  Then ran around sending messages to said person about how terrible they are! YOU DID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  You're the one who's self-centred....have a fucking look at yourself!!!  You made it all about YOU!!!  And you are the ONLY one who did that - just you!!!!!  What does that say about you???

***If it gives you any condolence I again am unhomed and John is coming with me due to the fact another narcissist like yourself is saying we cant be together.***

Now I'm a narcissist???  You're deluded!  You have no idea.  I never ONCE told you you couldn't be together with J - NOT ONCE!!!!!    What the fuck are you on about???  It's funny how these things keep happening to YOU isn't it?  What?...did you harbour ill feelings against that person too did you?....did you then let it out and show how ungrateful you are did you?  And this is what you get???  It's funny how things work? you are...the victim....again!  The world is out to get you R....look out!  Ppppppfffffffttttttt!

*** Get the fuck over yourself. *** you get over yourself!  Go and be the vicitimised martyr somewhere else...I'm not interested!

***Goodbye. Another chapter in my life I dont want to look back on.***

Yeh you keep saying that but you KEEP on finding a way to send me direct messages!!!  I have never actually sent you ANY direct messages!!!  I have not messaged you, your children your husband nor have I ever called you about anything.  YOU on the other hand, keep coming back!  You come and read MY BLOG then find a way to message me!  This is my blog about my thoughts!!! You come and you find ME and then assume I write about you then message me crap full of contridictions!!!  Do you have my blog saved in your favourites do you??  Do yourself a favour....delete it!!!!  It serves you no purpose other than being a sticky beak!  If you don't want to look back on the chapter then stop reading the fucking book!!!!! Fuck off and leave me alone R!!!!!  Some people would call this harrassment!!! 

***And for your information a Domestic Violence shelter is much more comfortable than your house.***

Oh really?  Is that why you complained about that too???

***clean it up.***

I do!  Stop just rocking up at people's places at 8 o'clock in the morning unannounced and expecting Buckingham fucking palace!!!

 ***teach your toddlers some manners***

You're one to talk...your 3 year old was pushing my 15mth old nephew down over and over again at my wedding and you didn't do a fucking God damn thing to stop her!!! 

 ***and shut the fuck up about me!***

I can do what I like, when I like and how I like on my own blog.  I have never mentioned your name!!!  I will not be dictated by the likes of YOU!!!  Stop reading my blog and you wouldn't even know what I'm talking about or who I'm talking about.  And while you're at it, don't assume I'm talking about YOU!!! 

No one forces you to read my blog you do that all on your own!!!  You've run out of ways to send messages to me so you come here so you can sticky beak on MY LIFE...then you can harrass me!  Is it getting to you?  That I'm so happy and having a great life??  Stop torturing yourself then!!!   FUCK OFF!!!  I don't go look at your you can leave me the fuck ALONE!!!!!  Maybe if you paid more attention to your own life you wouldn't be homeless....yet again!

So is your 'goodbye' for real now?  Or are you having me on again?  Because you just keep coming back!!

BTW I'm about to disable messages on here too now!  Isn't it sad that I have to do that...just so that you can't contact me!!!  When all the ways in which you can harrass me are I need to fear you coming to my home too?? (and driving off - yes we saw you that day *rolls eyes*)  Because you do realise...that by then...we'd probably need police involvement.  And none of us want that.  So do me and yourself a favour and be true to your word, if this is really goodbye (again) then mean it!  And leave me to my blog please!

Hahahahaha!!!  ~Laci <3

Wow! What a wacky couple of days!

It started a few weeks ago when one of my kids was walking along on her way to the shop and had a stick fly up and stab her in the ankle.  She comes inside and here's this stick just sticking out of her leg LOL  So I pull it out and see that it hadn't gone in that far.  She was in agony that night and I was umming and ahring about taking her to the hospital for a 'spot' really...I had actually been up there a few days prior when another one of my kids split her head open, and I was up there for 6 hours and didn't get home to 4 in the morning.  So really,....I didn't want to go through all that again for a spot so thought I'd wait till morning and see how she goes.

The next morning it didn't hurt as bad so I thought that it was probably on the mend and didn't worry about it.  Only she kept whinging about it on and off over the last few weeks, it would swell up and go back down a few times.  Finally her father took her to the doctor who ordered xrays and ultrasounds and she had bits of wood still stuck in her ankle near the bone.  So an appointment for the orthepedic surgeon was made for yesterday.  So step mum takes her up there as I had all the kids here.

Here I was thinking that they'd dither and dawdle about some more but no...I get a phonecall that my daughter was set to have surgery last night!!!

So I call my dad to come watch the kids while I head on up there to paediatrics to sit with my daughter, only to find out they'd rescheduled for this morning.  So I stayed there till about 8.30 as I had to go pick up my other daughter, while she stayed in overnight.

Head on up there again this morning where she went into theatre at about 12pm.  It was the hardest thing I ever had to brave and bubbly as she was, she finally fell apart just before she went in and cried saying "I don't want to do this mum". 

I remember going into surgery when I was 16 and remembering how scared I was....more about the unknown than anything.  It's surgery! 

So here we both were, dressed in our hospital garb crying together as they wheel her into theatre while I held her hand as they put her to sleep.

A couple of hours later she's wheeled back into paediatrics all sore and sorry for herself and pretty groggy.  Thankfully they got all the fragments out which were spread everywhere and had to be 'fished' for.  Bascially they wanted to get them out before an infection developed and it affected the bone - hence the mad rush to get it out!

So it's been a tough couple of days...especially since I didn't have Aaron about to be there for me.  And also having to be sitting around with my ex-husband and his wife....which was fine...but not exactly a walk in the park IYKWIM? 

Anyway...all over red rover and I got her home and well with a strapped up ankle.  Stitches out in two weeks :)