tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71489751264849354142024-03-14T07:21:51.089-07:00RollercoasterWelcome to this rollercoaster I call life.Join me as I marvel at the heights and struggle through the lows.With each twist and turn I'll try to answer pressing questions such as why am I here, what inspires me and what can I give the kids for lunch tomorrow?CindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-38253095605771028732010-07-14T06:14:00.000-07:002010-07-14T06:14:44.497-07:00VIVA! ! !<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As mentioned in a much earlier post my kids enjoyed a soccer themed day at school..well finally here is my promised update on the event.</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was a cold, grey day in Melbourne...surprise, surprise. The kids woke early ready for the fun day ahead. My youngest walked out of her bedroom and yelled VIVA MEXICO!! And so began the World Cup Soccer day . As I said in my earlier post my kids were representing Mexico, Germany,Denmark and Chile. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My eldest told me that they were grouped with kids from all ages and would be rotating around different mini soccer games. Here are a few photos of the action of the day. I was unable to go because I had to work , my sons teacher kindly took photos for me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So ended the mini World Cup...with Germany taking out the winning honour!!! The kids really enjoyed the day. What a great way to celebrate a major sporting event. It is rare to have school activities which encompass exercise, geography, team work and culture appreciation. The kids not only spoke of the soccer skills they learned but also the facts they gathered about the country they represented. Here are a few quotes from my gang regarding the day:</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong> “The colours I’m wearing are the same as the Chilean flag- red, white and blue"</strong></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><strong> “I had fun Mum”</strong></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As the real World Cup competitions comes to a close we watch with a better understanding of both the sport and the competing countries. VIVA!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I am grateful for the education my children receive.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">CindyC xx</span>CindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-52629489848209248722010-07-13T06:54:00.000-07:002010-07-13T06:54:29.547-07:00Frisbees,football and fun! <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1BNBf8vw56t5yVsDC8savY1yG94lZdN8b7-bUxyfRPTwZeKlYOPjYEGk919eCF_vw1VAJK-SgIAfBIaUvV_toSIB844VPW6pWA885F5O3YPPQJ2qS3LRN84Y08NqtTnF1Kw5yBEJUV30/s1600/winter+school+hols+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1BNBf8vw56t5yVsDC8savY1yG94lZdN8b7-bUxyfRPTwZeKlYOPjYEGk919eCF_vw1VAJK-SgIAfBIaUvV_toSIB844VPW6pWA885F5O3YPPQJ2qS3LRN84Y08NqtTnF1Kw5yBEJUV30/s200/winter+school+hols+045.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Take 5 kiddies, one ”prepared” mum, lots of activities and what of have you got?? A fun filled, noisy day at home on the school holidays!! I have to admit when I agreed to babysit my niece along with my 4 monsters somewhere in the back of my mind a little voice was saying NOOoooo.....!!!! What could I do with 5 school aged kids on a winters day in Melbourne? Oh and won’t cost alot of money?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Well here is what I came up with...let me know what you think?</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtxym8BuFqm1eGuIojLX6MNyyyouKxIYyBj8GiZFTf0i-ronMZyj9722kYp9snpdjW6Ik2qgb-dvZlrHOr_K8jwVtvLXnrTK4Pd7qB7Ov6nMXP4AvelbCvDvxerTTfIhv9_8ChLSa1JQU/s1600/winter+school+hols+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="150" rw="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtxym8BuFqm1eGuIojLX6MNyyyouKxIYyBj8GiZFTf0i-ronMZyj9722kYp9snpdjW6Ik2qgb-dvZlrHOr_K8jwVtvLXnrTK4Pd7qB7Ov6nMXP4AvelbCvDvxerTTfIhv9_8ChLSa1JQU/s200/winter+school+hols+005.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Our first activity was a cheap craft kit from the $2 shop.The girls made flowers and an angel. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">You probably notice that I end each blog post with a statement of gratitude, this is how I start and end each day. Those days when there "seems" there is nothing to be grateful for are golden opportunities to stop, think and find (no matter how little) something to be grateful for. So I hope the following inspired teachings will give you something to think about, they certainly guided me through a very challenging time in my life. I am a little sorry that I discovered these teachings in my thirties....imagine having this inspiration in my twenties...oh well better late than never! </span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><strong><span style="color: magenta;">1</span></strong>. Say ‘thank you’ - There is no limit to how many times you can thank a person, including yourself, and while it may only be two simple words, their meaning is universal and their effects can be profound. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="color: magenta;">2</span>. Write a special note - sometimes our best thoughts and ideas are those we do not try to edit, so let the message you write come to you in the moment. There is no need for the words to make sense to anyone else but the person it is intended for. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="color: magenta;">4</span>. Smile - a smile can be contagious if it comes from the heart and often tells a person so much more than what words can say. Giving the gift of a smile can be a great way to show you are grateful. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #674ea7;"><span style="color: magenta;">5</span>. Give a gift that counts - the power of a gift when it comes to being a token of gratitude is ultimately the thought that goes into it. Take the time to really look at who the gift is intended for and what they value most in life. Everyone wants to be loved and appreciated for who they are. If you get a gift that really speaks to their values, it is likely to be remembered <span style="background-color: white;">forever.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #c27ba0; color: #674ea7;"> <span style="color: black;">The universe bestows its gifts where they are most appreciated. If you’re not grateful for what you’ve been given, why would the universe want to give you more?</span>.</span><span style="color: magenta;"><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">I am truly grateful for the challenges life has given me.</span><br />
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<span style="color: magenta;">Cindyc xx</span>CindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-23931000762721455132010-06-15T05:58:00.000-07:002010-06-15T06:02:23.619-07:00Which type of blogs appeal to me.<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Wow can’t believe I’ve been in this blogging world for about three weeks now. I have to say that I really enjoy visiting and reading the great variety of blogs out there. It really seems to be a alternate universe where you are allowed to vent, inspire, laugh, inform and everything in between. There appears to be a great support network within these various communities. It is uplifting to read the words of support women have for each other.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As well as admiring the strength and support in these communities it also got me pondering what types of blogs appeal to me. So as I let my mind wander (always an easy task for me) the following characteristics came to light:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I’m sure the more time I spend in blogging world the more refined and succinct my list will become. For the moment I’m just gonna bask in this alternate world where there is understanding, camaraderie, information and lots of laughs. So keep’em coming ladies so many blogs so little time....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I am grateful for the power of technology and the freedom it provides me.</span><br />
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<strong></strong>CindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-75386389465535952012010-06-10T04:45:00.000-07:002010-06-12T06:06:21.026-07:00Mini-World CupDon't know how many soccer fanatics are out there in blog land...but my children's school is in preparation for their own mini-world cup!! Mr A is representing Denmark, Mr D is representing Germany, Mr L is representing Chile(my husbands homeland) & Miss C is representing Mexico.The school they attend is very multi-cultural, which I love, and so soccer fever is high! Being South African myself I am very interested to see how South Africa hosts this huge sporting event.Although I lived in Australia for 30 years I still wonder about my country of birth. I would love to visit with my family......one day.So it is with great interest that I follow the soccer world cup....GO SOCCER ROOS!!!!!<br />
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Anyway back to the kids, in preparation I need to make sure each one of my little darlings wears the assigned colours for the special day. Gee the school requests are never ending., I wonder if mums out there find the same demands at times very taxing. Interviews, morning teas, fundraisers,school musical preparation ..the list goes on and on. I guess its just the life of a mum. Well as I begin to gather my thoughts this afternoon after wading through the school notices, Mr L reminds me of a special open morning his class is having to showcase their Term 2 topic.It just does not stop....oh yeah can't forget bookweek in a couple of months better start thinking about costumes for the book parade....ahhh I'm drowning.!! How do mums out there cope with the unending list constantly throw at them?? Thank goodness for school holidays, I feel ready these coming holidays after grabbing some great ideas from (http://planningwithkids.com/) bring 'em on!<br />
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As my gang and I gear up for this exciting event I will definitely keep you posted as to the out come of their mini-world cup.What a great way to celebrate world harmony, it allows the children to learn more about other countries and have fun (not involving any PC, DS or PS3 games!)It amazes me to think that a humble sport like soccer generates such enthusiasm, pride and joy. And for a short time the world is united and mesmerized by this competition where class, colour and creed matter little, but pure skill and heart matter most.<br />
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As we enter the dreaded Melbourne winter our heating appliances become our best friends. With this in mind and the death of two young boys in Victoria due to accidental monoxide poisoning, I decided to post some helpful hints on keeping the home safe in the hope that these two deaths weren't in vain.<br />
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<div style="color: red;"><div style="color: #e69138;"><b><span class="Heading1"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Top 10 Rules for Natural Gas Safety</span> </span></b></div><i><b><span class="Heading1"><br />
<a href="http://www.alliantenergykids.com/PlayingItSafe/NaturalGasSafety/000557">http://www.alliantenergykids.com/PlayingItSafe/NaturalGasSafety/000557</a> </span></b></i></div><div style="color: red;"><b><span class="Heading1"> </span></b> </div>To play it safe around your home, just remember these top ten rules for using natural gas the right way.<br />
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If a really bad smell happens all of a sudden, get out of the house right away and find a grown-up.</td> </tr>
<tr> <td width="25%"><div align="center"> <img border="0" src="http://www.alliantenergykids.com/wcm/groups/public/@int/@aekids/documents/image/000601.jpg" /></div></td> <td width="75%"><b>2. DO ask your mom or dad to install a carbon monoxide detector.</b> <br />
It works like a smoke detector to keep your family safe.</td> </tr>
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The pipes might come loose, letting the gas escape. And remind grown-ups to keep the outside meter clear in case of an emergency.</td> </tr>
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You can help them put safety covers on the knobs.</td> </tr>
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Roll up your sleeves, keep towels and hot pads away from the flame, and make sure a grown-up is around to help.</td> </tr>
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If you’re helping someone dig a hole, it’s very important to have underground utility lines marked before you start.</td> </tr>
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Using a gas appliance the wrong way can cause deadly carbon monoxide. If the power goes out, bundle up in layers of clothes instead.</td> </tr>
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Boxes, paint and other chemicals are a fire hazard, and appliances need oxygen to run properly, just like people need air to breathe.</td> </tr>
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This is the best way to keep your family safe.</td> </tr>
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The piping or connector that feeds gas to the appliance might get damaged or come loose.<br />
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Again my heart goes out to the families of the two little boys who died earlier last week. May we be more vigilant and aware during the winter season.<br />
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</tbody></table>CindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-81750929763954774622010-06-05T07:37:00.000-07:002010-06-05T07:43:26.828-07:00<div style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b style="background-color: #cfe2f3;">Girls night out!</b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Whooo!! had my monthly girls night out last night.These days my girls night out usually consists of dinner and a movie. Gone are the days of late dinner and a meet up at the latest club to dance the night away..ahh when did those days end?? Now its out by 7pm and home in bed by 11pm .<br />
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Although I thoroughly enjoy meeting up and having a good chat with the girls, at this stage in my life I find the "chat" at times seems repetitive.You see I married young and had my four children by the age of 30. Most of my girlfriends however got married later and had their children later.So as I finished the stage of late nights, nappies and toddlers they are all just beginning.<br />
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My four are all in primary school so my concerns revolve around homework and extra curricula activities.As much as I love hearing about their children and issues it does become a little boring, and I find myself yearning for more stimulating adult conversation.I wonder if other mums encounter this problem...and if they do, how do they approach the situation.Would love to hear any feedback on this issue.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRF3fKfG7wTEYCnUU7TMekNBD3blbjDU0qrLQpkxSpmWUYG0r7AjNGjleJMuLazacILwdA6841bg5Fr84Ts2hv5-x-Xm4HxhSKAd-39WMTAEK7gMCaXjTaVmJxJor69hEsgMW8V9ocQM/s1600/movie.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkRF3fKfG7wTEYCnUU7TMekNBD3blbjDU0qrLQpkxSpmWUYG0r7AjNGjleJMuLazacILwdA6841bg5Fr84Ts2hv5-x-Xm4HxhSKAd-39WMTAEK7gMCaXjTaVmJxJor69hEsgMW8V9ocQM/s320/movie.jpeg" /></a>Enough of my complaining. Back to my night out, on a lighter note-we saw the movie 'The Back-Up Plan' (Jennifer Lopez).Basically it is about a 30 something woman who decides she wants a baby and uses a sperm donor to do so.Very soon after falling pregnant she meets a man and falls in love with him.The movie follows their journey as they navigate their way through this unique situation.Of course it had the typical cheesy Hollywood ending, just what you need on a Friday night with girls!.<br />
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I enjoyed the movie, light , funny a hysterical trip through love, relationships & motherhood. It got me thinking...would I have gone down the path of sperm donor? I think it takes a strong woman who chooses this path.How times have progressed, a woman has so many options nowadays to become a mother.Adoption, sperm donors,egg donors ,surrogate, IVF, and fertility drugs.Although nothing is one hundred percent at least their are a number of options.I consider my self very lucky to have conceived four children naturally, without any problems occurring during my pregnancy and drug-free births.I have always had an instinct that I was made to have babies....some people have talents be it in the arts, sciences etc....my talent was to have babies. I have never felt more alive or "in-tune" than when I carried and delivered my four children.<br />
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As we finished up our girls night, talk of the next movie and dinner was discussed. Hopefully a better selection of movies will be showing next month...not many at the moment.Personally I'm counting the sleeps till the next Twilight's installment ( Eclipse) shhh...my girlfriends not so much.What are mums watching out there? I'm easy going when it comes to the movies I watch...as long as there isn't too much violence or action. I do tend to lean towards the girly movies but will venture into other genres.<br />
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Girls nights out where would we be without them? How do other mummy bloggers spend their girls nights?Open to ideas to get my group of girlfriends venturing beyond the movies.Ohh how could I forget to pay homage to my understanding, unselfish husband who always supports my "girl time".Thanks bub for giving me my time out! Where would I be without you!! Mwah!!<br />
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A national poll found that half of all Australian mothers with children under five are lucky to find 20 minutes a day for themselves<i>.(www.motherinc.com.au/magazine/kids/preschool-kids/16-preschoolers)</i>With these statistics in mind don't underestimate the importance of "mummy time" be it a monthly girls night out, curling up with a book,soaking in a hot bath,or simply having a quiet cuppa.The best way to look after our families is to look after ourselves.<br />
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Thinking about the two precious boys in the above story made me all the more grateful to mark the occasion of my baby girl turning 6 yesterday.How precious is the time we are given with our beautiful children.Miss C felt very special yesterday.When I asked her how does it feel to be 6yrs old she simply replied "the same as 5yrs old."Oh don't I wish it stayed that way.It's so funny as they grow and get older the birthday gifts also change.Miss C absolutely loved Dora the Explorer a couple of years ago, this year it was all about clothes,boots and "learning books".I suppose I have to brace myself when the gifts size gets smaller but the cost increases. Still find it hard to believe my baby girl is 6! She is my light...love you my precious,gorgeous<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Happy 6th Birthday my precious girl!! </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: #d9d2e9;">And so the story continues...stay tuned</span>.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b>I am grateful for being able to tuck all my children in bed safe and sound.</b></span></i></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: white; clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #674ea7; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><span style="color: black; font-size: small;"><b> </b> </span></i></span></span></div>CindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-36389738436024888592010-05-31T06:19:00.000-07:002010-05-31T07:35:23.319-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK93Jsclg5GBDTRZLEEVp8scrlHN-n0iYvMDo3Q7kQiZiWScUBpCcaTOLNJpfnWToHwDdhpuHW2hmYh1Lqnccihjg8mMSCyG7G-ZLSD7pGqzCl6dOr3lmHklg-hoUaQygRzFarazFu86w/s1600/3677464328_e796106b25.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK93Jsclg5GBDTRZLEEVp8scrlHN-n0iYvMDo3Q7kQiZiWScUBpCcaTOLNJpfnWToHwDdhpuHW2hmYh1Lqnccihjg8mMSCyG7G-ZLSD7pGqzCl6dOr3lmHklg-hoUaQygRzFarazFu86w/s200/3677464328_e796106b25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477442736649724066" /></a><br />Got up late today after a busy weekend. I finally got on top of 5 baskets of washing.Really struggling to organize the never ending cycle of washing, drying and putting away our clothes. Any ideas to keep ahead of the game would be great.<br /><br />On to a more fun note..any Twighlight fans out there?? Well I unashamedly put my hand up to that question. What is the attraction of this vampire love story? In an interesting discussion with my boss today this question came up. He is perplexed at the popularity of the story, especially among females.For me it is the pure love story that most girls dream of.The intensity of this love is portrayed so beautifully in the Twiglight books.Who wouldn't want an Edward or Jacob proclaiming their love in such a way that really left me .....breathless.To be fair I am a die hard romantic.I totally and utterly devoured the Twighlight love triangle. I found it difficult to take a side...I am both Team Edward and Team Jacob simply because I love LOve:)<br /><br />A couple of my girlfriends however tried to burst my rosy outlook on love."Come on Cindy you know that sort of love never really exists.?" They see it as a stereotypical/mythical kind of love.They think I love to live in fairytale land.<br />Well you are allowed to dream aren't you.What love is differs from person to person, I feel great love for my hubby especially when he does the simplest things for me.I am allowed to have my dream, it's not in any way harmful to myself or my loved ones.What are books/movies for if not to transport us to a place where dreams or hopes may come true. A bit of escapism never hurt any mum, especially when you've been up to your elbows in washing, homework,colds,sibling squabbles......<br /><br />Back to reality, in preparation for my little girls 6th birthday I'm trying to decide on whether to make her cake or just buy one.What sort of lollies to put in her lolly bags for her classmates? Birthdays are such bitter sweet occasions now.On the one hand it is a joy to see their growth and independence developing but on the other hand my "baby" will never truly be my "baby" any more.I now find it difficult to look at all the baby photos of my children, it leaves such and ache in my heart knowing I will never have that time back, it is truly gone.I know I should be in the "now" and not look back with sadness , but instead be grateful for that time I shared with them. It's one of those roller coaster moments that I just have to ride through.<br /><br />I am grateful for the time I spent with my babies, I feel very blessed to have experienced being a mother to four beautiful newborns.<br /><br />CindyC xxCindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-88478820430454707692010-05-29T07:39:00.000-07:002010-06-12T05:43:03.440-07:00Where does the time go?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4qKXVHEiQdhtyLjG-KFPcCZXWOEB0puSdDIeJiFawziqe77ZkDSgHaP_sUo_FF7D8h_o6urhA0HoVEdgghECDLHrwTApGpseqt-22khWfnD2n_WSHkmfUZ-isBw9c4ZNRuyA5J58aHA/s1600/rainbow_nz_plainsP8115509.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476712784089811634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN4qKXVHEiQdhtyLjG-KFPcCZXWOEB0puSdDIeJiFawziqe77ZkDSgHaP_sUo_FF7D8h_o6urhA0HoVEdgghECDLHrwTApGpseqt-22khWfnD2n_WSHkmfUZ-isBw9c4ZNRuyA5J58aHA/s320/rainbow_nz_plainsP8115509.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 87px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 120px;" /></a><br />
Another week gone by in haze of footy,karate, swimming, homework, washing, meals,lunches...and so the ride continues. This time of year when I am well into the routine and chaos of family life I feel the Melbourne winter begin to pull me into a state of ...NOOOOO!!! <br />
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As you may have guessed not a fan of winter at all. The constant struggle of reminding the kids to keep their school jumpers on (and not to loose them!!) especially on the playground, then knowing they enter warm heated classrooms.Only a matter of time before the colds and flu rear their ugly heads.<br />
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The dreary view out of my window of a morning does nothing to bolster my enthusiasm for winter. My husband feels I should hibernate this time of year and you know what he's on to something. Let me rest and revive a pull me out when the buds begin to bloom.A girl can dream can't she...?.<br />
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Meanwhile as I attempt to find positives in winter a few of my girl friends are going through major changes and challenges themselves. It got me wondering how unpredictable life can be. My girlfriend M has recently found a buyer for her house but with a few issues that need to be resolved before sale can go ahead. She has spoken alot about the process of selling and buying a house. We are also in the process of getting ready to put our house of 14yrs up for sale..here we go again on that darn old roller coaster..better hold on!<br />
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My other friend J, has just found out her hubby lost his job.We spoke about how daunting it can be when children are involved. Before children you have less on your shoulders, especially financially.Having been a one income household for quite a while I understand the pressure and strain.I think J and her hubby will come out alright they have positive attitudes and a very loving relationship.<br />
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Change is constant...as the saying goes the only thing we can be sure of is death and taxes.<br />
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So it is with this in mind I prepare for my one and only baby girl to turn 6yrs old next week. Really where has the time gone..it seemed like just yesterday I resigned my self to the fact that I was to be the mother to three boys.I will never forget the ultrasound doctor saying yes, you have a girl.My fourth and final pregnancy ushered in the news I dared not even whisper...Yes Mrs Faundez you are having a girl.My long awaited, much anticipated baby girl was finally here.So next week I celebrate the dream I had many many years ago.She is my light and my love.Let the celebration begin...be gone foul winter!!!!!!<br />
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I am grateful for a beautiful daughter who brings sunshine to my life.<br />
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CindyC xxCindyChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11563876931119584378noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7148975126484935414.post-33421578929444516362010-05-28T01:36:00.000-07:002010-06-07T03:05:25.798-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDP0O0aWVQ_K_sLJOvU5LrY9lbYxpu4o1Gc8HULUMENuEkx7aDzSo3Ep7VEWO6R5m_E0tV_Wts4GjqL5X3ZthHKmVC_aRpwdqTc04aVrIOefbUmx9nFfNVNR7pxGeYFwYDvRpVIMDYSLM/s1600/adrians+communion+011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476315442969876226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDP0O0aWVQ_K_sLJOvU5LrY9lbYxpu4o1Gc8HULUMENuEkx7aDzSo3Ep7VEWO6R5m_E0tV_Wts4GjqL5X3ZthHKmVC_aRpwdqTc04aVrIOefbUmx9nFfNVNR7pxGeYFwYDvRpVIMDYSLM/s320/adrians+communion+011.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #6666cc;">Another day on the rollercoaster. Driving home today I remembered where the analogy of life being a rollercoaster came from. Many years ago my then boyfriend(now husband) and I were watching a movie called Parenthood...Steve Martin, Diane Lane etc...It was Steve Martins character who saw his life as a rollercoaster . His wife in the movie stated she loved the feeling of being on a rollercoaster where as Steve felt he was strugggling to hold on for the ride.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6666cc;">I think I am alot like Steve Martins character, knowing that there will be highs and lows and just barely holding on. And if I thought that in my early years it was only reinforced threefold after I had children. With kids you just never know what is around the corner, and for a person who resists change I can honestly say that the ride definitely became more intense!</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6666cc;">I would love to know if I am the only Mum,daughter, sister, wife & friend who views life in this way. I am open to finding ways to become more at peace with this rollercoaster.....i.e ways to enjoy the ride rather than resist or be constantly terrified. To the outside world I have it all together, but most of the time I'm hiding my terror behind my smile.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc33cc;">I am grateful for the home I live in and the people who make it a home.</span><br />
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