tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49186234387064173592026-08-02T02:14:43.869+12:00Hi my name is Kate, I’m a wife to a pretty rad guy and a mama to two toddlers. I’m on a mission (probably due to a quarter life crisis) to turn our rented house into a home, grow more food because we are ultimately dirt poor and attempt to be a good mama/ wife/worker all at the same time. Oh and get my degree. I keep forgetting about that.Katehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15074761840714364731noreply@blogger.comBlogger103125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4918623438706417359.post-42930624273592139612014-05-11T16:18:00.000+12:002014-05-11T16:18:04.422+12:00

Zander: This is apparently the hat he will wear to the snow. (What snow? huh?) Evie Claire: Vegemite face. Poppy: Always bouncin', always smiling. Ruby: Learning to sit up and loving it... until her big sister comes and jumps on the bed next to her. So, its Mothers Day today. And you know what? I'm pretty damned blessed. And that, really, is all there is to say.

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Evie: Got a haircut, this is the messy bedhead version of it.  Zander: You cannot point a camera at him without him pulling a stupid face these days. Poppy: peeking through the slats  Ruby: mildly amused and mummy trying to get her to crack a smile.

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Ruby: Giggling gurtie Poppy: Waiting for brunch Evie: "No mummy, I don't want to stand still!" Zander: Mid flight with his butterfly wings (a scarf) All straight from camera and not very good photos to boot this week, but they capture the moods of the kids pretty well I think.

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Happy birthday week to one of my closest and dearest friends, even if he is half a world away. From Instagram.

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Yeah so, seems like I forgot to post the photos I took last week, so you get a double digest this time. Zander: (week 15) Goofing around. Zander: (week 16) This is by far not the best photo taken this week, but its definitely the one which took hold the most. When I was looking at him through the camera I suddenly saw the teenager he will become. It was scary

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Minimoon at Tirohanga. From Instagram.

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Two years ago today, I was meant to be walking down the aisle to this song. I spent weeks, every time Simon left the house, secretly hunting down a version I liked enough. I had even tried to commission a fellow librarian / musician to record an acoustic it for me but his recording equipment broke - so I went to iTunes and You Tube. Sadly (or possibly for the best since its so filled with

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Zander: Wanted an eye patch like daddy. Evie: Every photo I took of her this week had the same grump on. This one was the cutest. Poppy: Over the worst of her chickenpox, shes had it horribly. Ruby: Concerned baby is concerned. This is late, very late but, oh my god... What a week - again. Simon had his op on Monday and it went well although the recovery took far longer than he

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Zander: Can't look at the camera without doing a stupid face of some description. Evie: My chickenpoxed kid, numero uno. Poppy: Caught in the sunshine. Ruby: Playing peek-a-boo So, three things: 1. What the hell has blogger been doing to my images lately, the compression is so bad, the colours are all thrown off. My black and whites look brown on here and my light and airy images

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Poppy: Caught mid chuckle Zander: The grumpy chickenpox fairy Evie: A blur of giggles Ruby: Ru. ----------------- The weeks are getting longer and harder at the moment, yet still passing in a blur. The balance of work / study / children / husband is a fragile one, and to be honest - I'm struggling under the weight of anything extra curricular. The extras: Chickenpox. Simon has an

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Zander: More hindrance than helper recently. Evie: Has been wearing her tutu for about a week straight.  Poppy: The dribble rash monkey. Ruby: The good child.

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Zander: Is a ham. Evie: Has been carrying around that monster face for 24 hours straight, pretty sure she slept with it last night even. (Its actually an invitation to a birthday party.) Poppy: Conked out. Ruby: Tangled up!

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From Instagram.

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I have a pocketful of the littlest rules for myself, for how I live right now. You would think rules would constrict you ...but really, slowly the are setting me free. The other day I remarked to Simon that I feel like I'm getting more and more happy (although I also said That  'he seems to be getting more and more miserable' - but it was a fairly crap day kid whinging wise) and I think

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Thought I would mix it up this week. Evie: My sleeping beauty. Poppy: Cuddles with her papa Ruby: This girl smiles like this every time I coellct her from a nap. Zander: Simply - B is for bum, yo.

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Zander: Needed a special hat for mufti day. Evie: picnicking in the lounge. Poppy: Chubby wee toes. Ruby: Chubby wee everything!

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From Instagram.

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Last New Years Simon and I decided to start collecting the little weird things our kids say and do. We figured we were jsut going to keep forgeting all their weird stuff they come out with unless we took action and recorded it all. So we got a cute little jar out from the back of some cupboard and started writing them down onto little scraps of paper. I chucked the project onto instagram but

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For christmas I got this really beautiful journal (I think its a Martha Stewart one - who I actually cannot stand but she has a nice brand) from my brother in law and his girlfriend and I knew straight away I wanted to write all our family recipes in it. Up until that point I was kind of scribbling them down in a kids school exercise book, or on bits of scrap paper and shoving it inside said

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Zander: My tired boy after his first full week at school.  Evie: A tentative bathtime pirate.  Poppy: A social butterfly in the making.  Ruby: Quick with smiles, quick with meltdowns, she is a girl of extremes.

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See that little green tube there? In among all the rest that is... The one coming out of her mouth? That is Ruby, barely a couple of days old and that little green tube (in among all the rest that is) is what we nourished her with, and would continue to use to nourish her, and her sister, for almost 7 weeks of their lives. when they were first born the tubes went in through their mouths, like

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Does anyone else remember that advert? I've had Mondays off for the past week while, being on a Tuesday-Saturday roster instead. In some ways it has sucked but in alot of ways it has been nice and so I'm sad to see it coming to an end. I got to potter around a little more, as the kids were both at kindy/school on Mondays. It was just Simon, myself and the babies at home - and that feels like

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Zander: Its been such a joy watching this kid transform into an older brother. He is so tender and caring with the babies most days (towards Evie? little less so). I can't help but wonder if this is fostered by the fact his father is in the stay at home parent position. Its ok for boys to be tender, caring, kind, loving. You know? Eclaire: Grumpy face. she "is not Zander's friend

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Lets go back to front this week! Ruby: A moment between chuckles and tired cries. Poppy: A shocked expression from a round of peekaboo Evie: Collapse after the Friday night dance party. Zander: The birthday boy at his kindy graduation/birthday. Off to school on Monday!

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I had a moment the other day where I was hit with a sudden and blinding shock - how quickly time is moving. Firstly to begin with it was after a series of several other 'moments', moments that included the two eldest children waking up at 4 am swearing black and blue the needed medicine for an invisible disease or condition they have had seemed to develop in their sleep and when I didn't

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