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Easter Getaway- How to keep your kids entertained

HAPPY EASTER!!!!!!!

It has well and truly crept up on me this year. It sounds a little funny saying that as I have been planning a family escape since Christmas. What is with me? I love a getaway. And an Easter getaway is even better.

I thought this holiday was going to be a hot mess when Airbnb kept rejecting us. Was it me? Did I smell? Did I not put in enough information to the property owner? Was it not good enough? Am I not good enough? I just want a weekend at the beach to unwind with the fam!!!!

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My friend thankfully saved the day and secured a place for us, all six adults and two kids. Hoorah, Blairgowrie here we come.

With that sorted I’m on to the more important question, how we celebrate this with Matisse? She hasn’t really eaten chocolate but is she old enough to now start and enjoy the ritual of cracking that first egg? We think we’ve got one more year of getting away with it.

What to do instead?

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https://i0.wp.com/babyccinokids.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/DSC_0543.jpg Haven magazine have some fun ideas

https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/33/71/05/337105e7437614d9949ccae1d2177eb7.jpg Check out Kids Easter Ideas on Pinterest

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The cutest hatching eggs is those you make

Last minute shop and I’ve scored some amazing colored eggs and rabbits to hide in the backyard. Combine this with some carrots and bunny footprints she will be over the moon scouring the bushes with her little ears and basket. 

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One of my fondest Easter memories when I was younger was camping on the Murray River with a bunch of friends and our family. There was an island in the middle of the river and all the older kids got to camp there. I was completely jealous until my brother told me there was an Aardvark there and the only thing that would protect me was to wear the ring from a beer bottle top on my finger. He had us going for the whole holiday. We had damper scones, campfire and complete freedom. There was a lot of muddy mess and I got my first water skiing experience out of it. Good Friday was spent eating fish, swimming against the current and making baskets out of mud spectacularly decorated with leaves and grass almost to remain camouflaged. The Easter Bunny always found it.

I love to celebrate and make the most out of every occasion. Why not live life to the fullest while we are so privileged and fortunate to have it. Now I am even more privileged to help create these special childhood memories for someone else, even if it is without chocolate.

With a few activities planned and her little friend to hang out with I’m sure she will be entertained. 

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What’s for dinner? One of the most hated questions and five ways to get around it

For as long as I can remember in my relationship I have had the question what’s for dinner? Or what would you like for dinner? This instantly incites a rise of dread and panic in me. Dread for the same dreaded question and panic because I have the same old answer, ‘I don’t know’. Eventually I wised up to the question and went with a more than eloquent response of ‘what do you want?’. Seriously after 12 years I would have thought there could be a more rounded use of words. Patience of a saint or copping to my own disorganised spirit who knows? 

Less about me and more about you, how do you organise dinners? Is it a joint effort? Do you take full responsibility? Is there a routine? Do the kids contribute to the decision? 

Over time there have been some methods that I have used to defer the ‘what’s for dinner?’ question. I’ve either moved between them all or sucked at the lot. 

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The last idea has really worked for me. It allows for a little spontaneity or choice and gets you into a smooth routine. 

  1. Gotta love a weekly menu plan. As an avid dieter it is the best for keeping the calories in check. 
  2. Pasta Monday, veggie Tuesday, stir-fry Wednesday, egg Thursday, fish Friday…. You get it Winking facea guide to help give a quick response and sound totally organised. 
  3. Focus on a cuisine or particular cookbook. Flick through and book mark all the good recipes. 
  4. Share the responsibility- Have a week off and make your partner choose. This has got to be my favorite. 
  5. Write down 30 meals, even simple eggs on toast. Include the faves as well. Then you can close your eyes, randomly choose five meals if you want to be a super star show off or two if you find yourself shopping every few days like me. Too easy. Cycle through the thirty meals for as long as your heart’s content.  Once you’re bored choose another lot. 

If you are like me this may save a lot of stress or even fights, here’s to a more harmonious household for all.

MummaKate x

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Why do weekends fly on by and the rest of the week drags??

Weekend round up

Goodbye long weekend, hello four day week. We are all in for a treat this month with public holidays in abundance. For me public holidays mean more family time and an extra pair of hands to wrangle the toddler.

Later nap time = later nights= More night-life

Friday night saw us hit up Welcome To Thornbury. The first permanent food truck venue to land in Melbourne. It hosts between four to six food trucks daily and I’ve got to say it was a bit of fun to hang out in our old hood. With a rotating roster of trucks coming through it was the Mr Burger owners that started it up last year. Plenty of drinking/eating space available in this converted car yard.

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Saturday my loving family departed to give me some writing time. Two hours of undisturbed writing bliss, I’ll take the time when it is given and  made some great progress. For some reason I can’t seem to concentrate when the little one is around.

 

Love has kept me busy this weekend, not the making variety the watching. No I don’t like to watch love making. Oh wow! this is going to a bad place. The Show Love,  Netflix got me again rather creator Judd Apatow. I watched the first few episodes and felt nonplussed but the complexity of the characters dragged me in and I have successfully downed season one. Not all in one weekend mind you.

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I saw 430am Sunday morning, thanks Matisse, you will not break me. I gave the other adult in the house a sleep in. Go me, he regretted waking up when I said we were going to Moomba. The guy hates crowds, okay the world hates crowds but it was going to be the best day ever.

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Two thirds of the way in Matisse is yelling I love Moomba, is that Moomba? she was pointing to a church. Moomba, Moomba Moomba. The kid was excited over something she had never heard of or seen but she was feeding off me, I love a celebration.

It wasn’t until we were venturing down Flinders St and I was giving Dan shit for taking us the wrong way that the excitement reached fever pitch. He told me there would be a Teacup ride. Get out, Matisse was going on her first ride and I was going too. Life was becoming even more amazing than when we saw the graffiti art along Hosier Lane.

The city side of Moomba was more like an amazing travelling carnival. Everything was big and someone’s little mind was being blown. The rides were ‘too big’ and would therefore be ‘scary’. I was feeling the same way. Flip over to the other side of the river and it was kiddie paradise. There was my Teacup ride, we had an amazing time. The Birdman Rally,  let’s just say the costumes were cool and raising money for charity is awesome.

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I’m still regretting not going on one of the scary rides but I’m not sure the  littlest of the family would cope with Mum hanging upside in the air and being flipped around. Maybe I’m using her as an easy out. Hey! I’ve had my days with scary rides.

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Labour Day means the weekend is coming to an end

Why do weekends fly by and the rest of the week drags? You get to do cool stuff on the weekend, thats why and you have complete control over what cool stuff you get to do. Oh! and there are no emails.

Labour Day for us was the day we decided to get a grown up couch.

We have a couch history. It was our first relationship financial investment. We threw a couch party in celebration, as you do, we even supplied a blow up pool in the middle of winter. it was amazing, I was even having too much fun to notice the smoke burn one of my guests put in my new couch. Oh life!

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Our current couch was inspired by New York City. It looks great but it’s not for sitting too much. My theory was we were going to be fabulous and live our child free life out and about that we wouldn’t need a couch to actually sit on. This was my minimalist phase. Then I got pregnant. Man that couch has been the most uncomfortable thing ever, my pregnant body hated it.

Now we have invested in the most comfortable couch ever and I can’t wait to actually sit on it, a lot.

I hope you have had an amazing weekend

MummaKate x

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The Best Kind of Kind

Is being kind to yourself and others of course. I had my alarm set for 5am this morning to get some writing done and I said no way Jose! I am going to take this hour and sleep and wake up refreshed with my daughter. The week was taxing and I needed it. Guess what? She slept until 7am and I couldn’t have been happier. She never sleeps past the numbers 6 and 30 but today she gave me a 2 hour sleep in. Woo hoo!!!!

 She was sitting there singing with l her teddy’s when I came in.

We had her first swimming lesson this morning and she loved it. We all loved it, it is so weird sitting there watching and feeling proud. She wasn’t even really doing anything but there I was grinning and laughing like an idiot at her having an amazing time, splashing and blowing bubbles. Of course I took a million photos, this kid has permanent paparazzi following her. I wonder if this will give her a warped view in later life. Well we will worry about that, later.


Last night after my post ‘I should Have Done It Sooner I received a beautiful email from a friend of mine. Emotion aside she said if you need to talk I am always here, she also said she loves my blog so that was also lovely. Firstly it made me realise that I should reemphasise that I am coping but sometimes I just feel blah! And secondly that this friend is a superstar and a great example of how we should all be.

Sometimes we get so caught up in our own lives or just don’t know how to approach someone to say hey guy! Or hey chick! Is everything okay? These simple words can mean so much to a person and sometimes make such a difference. So thank you my beautiful friend you made my day x

Now I am currently sitting in the car on the way to meet our friends in the countryside, put up our colossal sized tent, grab a drink and relax. I can actually breathe now… the morning less breathing and more stressful. We are going for one night but for some reason, we have four bags of clothes, one bag of toys, one huge tent, a potty, an esky, a monster bag of food, every possible stuffed toy a girl could sleep with, porta cot and a queen size blow up mattress. My husband threw every comment of disdain to my packing abilities as we madly rushed out the door post swimming. Swimming finished at 11am we left our driveway at 1:15… SLIGHT FAIL! I can’t stand the thought that we would get there and would have forgotten something, so I take everything. Our car is far too small to be too extravagant but I do try and fill it as much as possible. Dan played along unhappily but he put a stop to the blow up pool. Apparently a trip that lasts less than 24hrs doesn’t warrant a blow up pool, go figure. There are always things we can work on.


MummaKate x

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I quit my job today

Sometimes you just know when you have had enough. It’s when you get that steam rise in to your brain and you know deep down inside no decisions at this point will be rational. None. 

There you are dealing with this lump of toddler screaming at the decision between bath and shower. Which one should it be??? Let’s cry irrationally for 20 minutes and send my Mum over the edge. 

I tried to reason, actually put her in the bath, wrong choice, so I made a bold decision. I told her I quit and got undressed and hopped in the bath myself. Told her there was no use wasting a lovely bath. I probably could have done with an ice bath at that point the way I was feeling. 

Sun up to sun down my day is full of negotiations and this one got me. 7pm on a Friday night, I’d been informed the other parent would be departing at 0830 the following morning for approximately 24-30hrs and by the sound of her cry it was as if I was doing life long mental damage. 

There is my cue to check out. Take ten breaths deflate my over heated brain and start again. This time I told a toddler I’d quit. Now who is the rational one there and sank myself into some serious bubbles. Edit

She eventually came around, jumped in and we had some awesome fun. Totally prepped her for our first swimming lesson together tomorrow. Life rolls on and I ask myself, why am I not drinking wine????

I hope you all have a fabulous weekend. 

MummaKate x