I have lived in Auckland for one year and ten days... a lifetime by our usual standards. In fact, in the past ten years that The Hubster and I have been together the longest we have spent in one place is two years. Two years to the day and that was in a teeny weeny village called Yanbu on the Red Sea coast of Saudi Arabia. The time has now come to move again. The Hubster was promised things in his work which we now know just ain't gonna happen. Having taken into account the huge salary and package decrease we took to migrate here, the promises that were made and will not now be fulfilled leave us in - how shall I put it... in the shit. Yeah, that just about sums it up. We aren't yet at the point in our lives where lovely scenery can overcome our financial hardship. New Zealand has never been the place for me so we are upping sticks to move to Melbourne, Australia. The Hubster has flights booked and interviews lined up for two weeks time so all please cross your fingers that he comes back with a job offer - or three - then we can be offski. Thank you.
Onto other news... my baby has lost her first tooth!!! Just two days after her birthday party she was opening a new drinks bottle by pulling on the lid with her teeth when TWANG! Out it popped. There was blood (hers). There were tears (mine and hers). There was lots of huddles and cuddles and after her initial shock she was immensely proud that she would be starting Big School with a gap toothed smile. OnWednesday 26th April, my baby did start Big School and she smiled her gappy smile and she ate more than she's ever eaten and slept longer than she's ever slept and finally - FINALLY - after almost ten years I no longer have a littlie running around my feet for most of the day.
It has been two weeks since that day and I feel very odd and peculiar now that my whole routine has vanished. I have had The Hubster's dinner on the table for him as soon as he walks through the door ("Could you not do that love only I need time to go to the toilet and get changed into something more comfy. Fifteen minutes would be good, yeah love?") and the house is reasonably clean all the time instead of just some of the time. We had friends over for dinner at the weekend and it was bliss with the adults in the lounge abd the children watching a film downstairs in what was the storage room, up until last week when I cleaned it all out and made it into the living space it was intended to be. I have taken my book on various outings to coffee shops and spent my first child free hour drinking a decent cup of coffee and having a quiet read. I did a little retail therapy too but that can't possibly continue!
So ideas please for what to do as a stay home mum when all your children are finally in Big School because it's starting to get lonely.
- urban gypsy [10:29 am] |
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i am... honest. loyal. selfless. controlling ... hobbies... listening to music. theatre. blog hopping ... reads... chick lit. glossy magazines ... listens to music like... 70's disco. motown. pop ...
WISHES FOR
`new house (in Oz)
`less housework
`new shoes
`less bills
`new knickers
`smooth, tanned, glowing skin
`digital camera
`an iPod nano
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Urban Gypsy
30-odd year old mum of two
England - Saudi Arabia
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words__
When you run so fast to get somewhere
you miss the fun
of getting there.
Life is not a race,
so take it slower,
hear the music before the music is over, take your time and stay happy...
wishes for__
`new house (in Oz)
`less housework
`new shoes
`less bills
`new knickers
`smooth, tanned, glowing skin
`digital camera
`an iPod nano
