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Back to School Routine. The bad, the good and the ugly.

stay-at-home-mumThis year I’ve been a stay at home mum for the entire summer break. We have gone to bed late, got out of bed late and eaten whenever we were hungry. Even though we have had an awesome summer, I was very excited yesterday to drop my kids at school for their first day in 2017.

GC8 is beginning grade 3 and BC5 is beginning grade 1. They were both a little concerned the night before about where they had to line up in the morning but both of them did as they should ate breaky,  left me at the gate with a kiss and a wave and went about their day.

I read a lot of comments on social media about how people hate school lunches and routine. I don’t hate either. I kind of try not to be a hater. I thought we had nailed that first day, and we were going to slip back into routine as naturally as a fish swims in the water.

But, parenting wouldn’t be parenting without a couple of fails…

  1. I put butter in CG8’s sandwich. Did I know I wasn’t supposed to? No, nope, narda, not at all. I copped some eye rolling about how dumb that was after school.
  2. I wouldn’t let her take a pencil case the first day, waiting to see what the teacher required. WELL….pencil cases are allowed, we don’t have shared cups of pencils any more, I’m in grade 3 you know.
  3. I hadn’t ironed the new school uniform and made her wear last years. She got it dirty. I swear she just got it dirty to spite me and make me iron the other one (I try not to hate, but I hate ironing).

But it wasn’t all bad. BC5 had a brilliant day. He has been running his own competition over the holidays called Child of the Day. Each evening I have to pronounce which one of them has been a better kid. He is still trying for that so…

  1. He ate every bit of his lunch, and loves butter, and I can do no wrong.
  2. He has shared pencils, just like last year, and it will all be good.
  3. He also came home dirty, but as he is a Boy Child, I am quite used to only getting one wear out of his t-shirt.

This morning is day 2 and we are back into routine.

  1. The children are not listening and wont eat their fucking (cooked) breakfast.
  2. The dress wasn’t ironed last night because the ironing fairies forgot to come as they were drinking red wine and eating gourmet dinner.
  3. I nearly put butter in the cucumber sandwich…again!
  4. When told to get dressed while I iron the stupid dress, they are busy looking for a particular Pokemon rubber off a pencil that wasn’t packed in the pencil case last night. It has to match the pencil, it can’t just be any kind. They are hanging out naked when I emerge with ironed dress.
  5. I start screaming for them to forget the fucking pencil, put on shoes, brush teeth and get in the fucking car in order to alert the neighbours that everything is back to normal.
  6. We almost forget drink bottles as they were getting filled when the dress crisis occurred, and I haven’t screwed on lids yet.
  7. As we drive to school GC8 tells me she hates me and  I respond in kind.

Isn’t it wonderful to know that we have our routine down pat after only two days?

Juggling – work, kids and life in general.

Today I was going to write about how difficult it is to juggle the wonderful world of parenthood, worker, social media addict, student and wife. Everything I started to write sounded whiney and sniffley, ‘oh poor me! I have it so tough! I don’t deserve to have to live like this!’ a voice inside my head said ‘get over it, eat some concrete and harden up, you chose this life!’

The truth is, I did choose this life. Whether consciously or subconsciously, this is the path I took when I came to the forks in the road I have been travelling, and I am proud of where I am, who I’ve become, and who I am going to be.

So lets take stock.

  • I have a happy and secure marriage
  • I have two gorgeous children
  • I have a brand new home
  • I have a secure job
  • I have the opportunity to continue to study
  • I have a loving and supportive family network who are always there for me
  • I have my health

Now how about the juggling?

Well…because of my happy and secure marriage I have two gorgeous children and a brand new home. My loving and supportive family care for my two gorgeous children while I go off to my secure job and continue to study. My health allows me to maintain my happy and secure marriage, my two gorgeous children, my brand new home, my secure job, continue to study and to be there in return for my loving and supportive family network.

So you can see, when I put everything back into perspective, juggling isn’t really that hard after all. Just toss one ball upat a time and catch the one that is falling, occasionally one of the balls will fall to the ground, just pick it up again and toss it back into the air, and make sure you catch any new balls life throws you, it might be a different colour to the ones you are used to, but personally I would prefer a colourful life any day.

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You know you really have a problem with social networking when, without even realising it, you have turned on your computer and automatically opened facebook.

How? When? Why? has this happened to me?

Ironically I was the kind of person who shunned social media. Two years ago I went to visit my best friend interstate. To avoid travelling too far with miss 18 months, we stayed with my aunt the night before our flight. She took me to the computer and showed me how she had been playing Scrabble with friends on facebook. She and my dad had long ago been great rivals at Scrabble and she was encouraging me to teach him how to play her. While online she showed me how a cousin (who was housesitting and catsitting for us) was also online and they proceeded to chat. I was still not converted.

When we arrived at my besties I realised she was hooked. She would pop off for a few minutes and continue building whatever civilisation she was into at the time, chat to people and show me all the friends she had caught up with since we had been at school. I found it a bit antisocial seeing as I had travelled the width of the country, husband and child in tow, to spend time with her. I was still not converted.

One day I attended a PD day at the TAFE I was working for. A guest speaker on the day praised the benefits of facebook and twitter to the training community. It was a way to communicate with Gen Y and he spoke of setting up groups to encourage collaboration and networking amongst the students. He himself spent his train journey home in the evening tweeting from his phone. reluctantly I went home and set up my facebook account. I was still not converted.

Within a couple of days I was inundated with friend requests. I was selective and only chose to friend people I would sit down and have a coffee or a wine with in person. I started to understand the buzz Gen Y must get from collecting as many friends as they can. Not much had changed since I left school, life is still a popularity contest, no matter how we try to pretend it isn’t. My inbox was full of notifications, every time I checked my email I ended up back on facebook. I posted some snippets, wow,all these friends choose to like or comment on my posts(again feeling somewhat popular). I was converted.

Next I began my e-learning journey. Number 2 baby was 3 months old, number 1 almost 3 years. I was encouraged to experiment with Twitter, I took some time to warm to it, but before I knew it I was tweeting, retweeting and favouriting a a range of things. I liked how I knew the news as it happened, I could link to all sorts of blogs, and websites.  Now most days I have a quick look in the morning. Again, I was converted.

Today I have my facebook account, twitter (https://twitter.com/shaunaflee), google +, eleaders4hume ning, ynhservices ning, LinkedIn, I am writing this blog on wordpress and probably more I have joined and can’t even remember.

All this networking is great, but it doesn’t detract from my face to face relationships. This week I have had some long time friends around for drinks, I have spoken to a couple of my nearest and dearest on the phone, and today had  a dear friend drop in, without needing to phone/message/inbox, to just catch up for a gossip a coffee and a laugh. This was the best form of social networking I have experienced this month.