This Monday I was wandering through the local shop with the kids. It was MUCH later than normal but between TAFE work and procrastination I hadn’t gotten dinner yet. I looked like hell because I had been busy all day and planning on working out since that morning so I hadn’t showered, hadn’t washed my hair, hadn’t put on makeup… I looked like hell.
So once again the new school year has hit, and the first week was tough. But now that we are in week three we are once again starting to find our groove.
Last week Tinman’s parents babysat the kids for me on Tuesday while I finished up at TAFE, my classes run an extra hour after they get out. According to all reports it went well. Then after on Friday the kids went to a friend’s house where she sat with them until 4:30ish, that is the new weekly routine until the In-Laws go away at which point my hairdresser friend will take them both days. But aside from that I have been able to do drop off and pick ups every other day. The drop offs are earlier than they used to be, and the kids object to being reefed out of bed a half hour earlier than they are used to… but we make it work.
I am still trying to cram some exercise into my routine. It’s not working that well unfortunately. I need to get up a half hour earlier but can’t seem to manage it. Mind you I am also going to sleep later than I would prefer simply because my brain often refuses to switch off. It reminds me of being pregnant and those nights sitting up watching incredibly bad infomercials. This is why I have a TotalGym… I still don’t regret that purchase. But it makes getting up that extra half hour earlier SO. MUCH. HARDER. I am not a morning person at the best of times. I really struggle with getting up, so getting up after a late night to do something that I kinda don’t want to is even harder. That said though I NEEEEEED to find the motivation, and I have no doubt that if I can just build the habit I will be fine….. ugh.
The kids have adjusted to being back at school pretty well… in fact they are killing it pretty much. It’s reassuring that I can drop them off nice and early and they are happy to go. Xander hops out of the car and toddles to the front gate (god forbid that I actually walk him inside the gate… all of a sudden my boy is ashamed of his old daggy mum….). Then I drop the kids off to sit in the school hall for 5 minutes or so while I jet off to class. The younger two come home and do their reading and home work right away and probably the best investment that I have made in the last few weeks has been the $25 I spent at the local op-shop for our chairs around the front room table. It gives the kids a dedicated place to work which as it turns out has been awesome.
This week signalled the start of a brand new school year. Moody is now officially a high-school kid with his transition to year seven, and Mischief and Mayhem are now both in their junior years of primary school and I have changed from purely online study at university to also doing on campus study with TAFE.
One of these days I will be more consistent about writing here :). But unfortunately that wasn’t the last few months. Continue reading
So twice is a pattern isn’t it? I am getting there with trying to get at least this post done each week.
So I really think there was an improvement from last week.
Such a gorgeous living area. I feel so lucky to be living in this house.
Dishes are cleared from the kitchen and benches have been wiped and mostly cleared too. Although I currently have most of my SHE card file spread out on the bench.
Mischief has left some of her drawing stuff on the table but at least all of the dishes are cleared.
So much has happened and so much has changed… So the focus of this post is me attempting to re-start HWW because lord only knows I need it. Sometimes it takes seeing something in photos to REALLY see it if you know what I mean. For example, I thought this kitchen was clean! Continue reading
Today I am struggling. Today I realised that I am not coping. I am not doing this well. My kids are suffering because they don’t have everything they need, I am not getting done what I need to get done. Dude is not getting groomed. The kitchen is not getting cleaned, the lawn is getting too long. The house is a mess…. and I am struggling. I know that I CAN do better and i know that I NEED to do better I just don’t know where I am going to pull the reserves to actually DO better from. I am exhausted constantly. I am short tempered and I am STRUGGLING. Continue reading