I know you're taking a break from the blogging world at the mo, but just wanted to remind you that the offer still stands. anytime. i'm here for whatever you need. except washing dishes and doing laundry.
love you madly
xxx
Monday, September 29, 2008
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
On Parenting
I used to be one of those people that looked at people with children with scorn and made loud, rude remarks when kids misbehaved in shopping centres. I was the one that asked waiters to throw the monkeys out when parents couldn't keep their kids under control in restaurants. Most of all, i swore i would never breed. EVER.
Then i did. While Shae was still baking, I had all the intentions of raising the perfect child. Organic, home cooked baby food, breast feeding til Shae was 2, no dummies, no tv, no computer, educational motzart cd's and toys to increase her IQ in exact proportion to the decreasing of my bank balance.
Fast Forward to almost 2 years post spawning...
Well. All that went out the window. i HATED breast feeding. Hated every second of it. It pissed me off and depressed me that some woman just got it right and loved it, cooing and bonding with their lil bundles of joy, while Shae and i found every fckn feed a struggle. It lasted 5 months and i do not regret putting her on formula for one second. all of a sudden we're both more relaxed and the bonding can begin.
Home cooked baby food? Haha. Shae tried my lovingly prepared butternut mash once and refused to eat it ever again. to this day she won't eat butternut. So purity it was. and to my shock and horror and against everything i'd been told, the evil, evil pre-prepared food had NO ill effects at all! To be quite honest, seeing food not made by you spat out onto the floor is also a lot less painless than seeing food you spent ages preparing regected.
As for the dummy, hells bells, i look after her all day and then work nights, sometimes hectic long hours. if giving her a dummy when she goes to sleep means that we both sleep better and can get through a day with the minimum tears and sleep deprived tantrums, so be it. screw anyone who wants to take this small piece of comfort away from Shae. it's a rough world out there, give her (and me) a break!!
As for no TV, listen buddy, i know that it's not healthy for any child to spend hours in front of the tv, but if sitting her down to watch the Tigger Movie means i can get the dishes washed and have a shower, then that's how it's gonna work around here!
And the one thing i've heard my fair share of in the last 2 or so years is bullshit. complete and utter bullshit. From being asked if i'd had (OMG GROSS!) breastmilk running down my legs, to being told that pink food colouring has given my child a "touch of ADD", i think i've heard it all. well, at least it's kept me amused.
So next up is toilet training. looking forward to the next round of bullshit and old wives tales that go with that!!
Then i did. While Shae was still baking, I had all the intentions of raising the perfect child. Organic, home cooked baby food, breast feeding til Shae was 2, no dummies, no tv, no computer, educational motzart cd's and toys to increase her IQ in exact proportion to the decreasing of my bank balance.
Fast Forward to almost 2 years post spawning...
Well. All that went out the window. i HATED breast feeding. Hated every second of it. It pissed me off and depressed me that some woman just got it right and loved it, cooing and bonding with their lil bundles of joy, while Shae and i found every fckn feed a struggle. It lasted 5 months and i do not regret putting her on formula for one second. all of a sudden we're both more relaxed and the bonding can begin.
Home cooked baby food? Haha. Shae tried my lovingly prepared butternut mash once and refused to eat it ever again. to this day she won't eat butternut. So purity it was. and to my shock and horror and against everything i'd been told, the evil, evil pre-prepared food had NO ill effects at all! To be quite honest, seeing food not made by you spat out onto the floor is also a lot less painless than seeing food you spent ages preparing regected.
As for the dummy, hells bells, i look after her all day and then work nights, sometimes hectic long hours. if giving her a dummy when she goes to sleep means that we both sleep better and can get through a day with the minimum tears and sleep deprived tantrums, so be it. screw anyone who wants to take this small piece of comfort away from Shae. it's a rough world out there, give her (and me) a break!!
As for no TV, listen buddy, i know that it's not healthy for any child to spend hours in front of the tv, but if sitting her down to watch the Tigger Movie means i can get the dishes washed and have a shower, then that's how it's gonna work around here!
And the one thing i've heard my fair share of in the last 2 or so years is bullshit. complete and utter bullshit. From being asked if i'd had (OMG GROSS!) breastmilk running down my legs, to being told that pink food colouring has given my child a "touch of ADD", i think i've heard it all. well, at least it's kept me amused.
So next up is toilet training. looking forward to the next round of bullshit and old wives tales that go with that!!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
My Interim Government
So while the political situation in SA is running to shit, i decided to have some fun and create my own cabinet:
President: Me. Of course.
Vice Presidents: Cath and Token Nick
Ministers of Ass Kicking: Christa and Tanya
Minister of Environmental Affairs: Super Anen.
Ministers of Arts: Dawn and Tina
Ministers of Transport: Justin, Dono, Dale and Zane
Ministers of Safety and Security: the Thomson Brothers
Minister of "holy shit, who let you out of the house like that?!?" and Personal Stylist to the Prez: Callum
Minister of Finances: My mom. Even my dad is too scared to ask her for money!!
Ministers of Foregin Affairs: Mickey and Brett M (although between them, i have the feeling they'd declare war on every where except england, france and the scandanavian block!)
Ministers of other important stuff who deserve to be cabinet members but i can't think of specific jobs for them: Garett, Tarryn, Young Nick, Fiona and Stephanie.
So. Who's voting for me? :-D
President: Me. Of course.
Vice Presidents: Cath and Token Nick
Ministers of Ass Kicking: Christa and Tanya
Minister of Environmental Affairs: Super Anen.
Ministers of Arts: Dawn and Tina
Ministers of Transport: Justin, Dono, Dale and Zane
Ministers of Safety and Security: the Thomson Brothers
Minister of "holy shit, who let you out of the house like that?!?" and Personal Stylist to the Prez: Callum
Minister of Finances: My mom. Even my dad is too scared to ask her for money!!
Ministers of Foregin Affairs: Mickey and Brett M (although between them, i have the feeling they'd declare war on every where except england, france and the scandanavian block!)
Ministers of other important stuff who deserve to be cabinet members but i can't think of specific jobs for them: Garett, Tarryn, Young Nick, Fiona and Stephanie.
So. Who's voting for me? :-D
Sunday, September 21, 2008
i haven't forgotten!
Hey G! i haven't forgotten that i owe you a loooooong e-mail. in fact, i'm going to start it right now. miss chatting to you soooooo much! x
Ink Itch
I swore i'd only get one tattoo. one. no more. well... so far i've done pretty damn well sticking to that, but now i've been hit by major ink itch. i'm desperate to get more ink. now the question. what and where?
more to follow.
more to follow.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Just a Thought
I'm not much of a sports fan. if it doesn't have wheels and a motor, count me out. but this week i've been obsessivly watching the paralympic games. it's amazing what these people can do, and what they've overcome to get there.
take oscar pistorious for example. here's a guy that lost both legs as a baby and is kicking ass in china. he's so good that able bodied athletes are afraid of having him compete in their competitions. he had to go to court to fight for the right to compete int eh able bodied olympics.
we're only 4 days into the games and already SA's won 8 medals. 6 of them are golds. we're 9th on the medal table. same as last time, our paralympic team is doing miles better than the olympic team.
so my question is this... why are these guys and girls not getting the same kind of coverage and recognician as the able bodied athletes? why did dstv shut down the olympic channel before the paralympics even started? the coverage of the games has been pushed onto the 6th sport channel, with some shitty, stupid overseas soccer on the main channels. where's our patriotism people? why is it that we bitch and moan when our teams don't win, but when we have a team out there kicking ass, we don't give them the recognition they deserve?
it's a load of shit in my opinion. it is because some guy with no legs won't look good on a cosmo spread? or a one legged chick can't advertise nike's? maybe the guys with cerebral palsy just aren't good looking enough to be marketed?
sigh. fucked up world we live in.
take oscar pistorious for example. here's a guy that lost both legs as a baby and is kicking ass in china. he's so good that able bodied athletes are afraid of having him compete in their competitions. he had to go to court to fight for the right to compete int eh able bodied olympics.
we're only 4 days into the games and already SA's won 8 medals. 6 of them are golds. we're 9th on the medal table. same as last time, our paralympic team is doing miles better than the olympic team.
so my question is this... why are these guys and girls not getting the same kind of coverage and recognician as the able bodied athletes? why did dstv shut down the olympic channel before the paralympics even started? the coverage of the games has been pushed onto the 6th sport channel, with some shitty, stupid overseas soccer on the main channels. where's our patriotism people? why is it that we bitch and moan when our teams don't win, but when we have a team out there kicking ass, we don't give them the recognition they deserve?
it's a load of shit in my opinion. it is because some guy with no legs won't look good on a cosmo spread? or a one legged chick can't advertise nike's? maybe the guys with cerebral palsy just aren't good looking enough to be marketed?
sigh. fucked up world we live in.
Monday, September 8, 2008
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