Sunday, 29 January 2012
Tuesday, 24 January 2012
Hair metal and the faltering engine
It's difficult to stage a comeback isn't it? You make the announcement all full of optimism and renewed enthusiasm, then.... writers block! Stalled!
Doing a night job that is, let us say "unchallenging" (don't want to fall into the Dooce trap) has rendered me pretty brain dead. I could say 'tranquil', which for anyone who is familiar with the Dragon Age video game franchise knows is NOT a good thing. Okay, so I haven't lost my sense of humour and acerbic wit (you'll have to take my word on that 'til I warm up) but I'm pretty sure a few braincells have melted out of my ears in the last few months.
Babyzoid is okay though and I secretly think she is relishing the hour or so after we get up where she has intellectual superiority. I'm sure that's when she does most of her counting and practises her new words. Alongside mummy challenges like throwing her dummies down the back of the sofa for me to retrieve (oh look, a chocolate from Christmas that is still wrapped, bonus!) as well as the looking smug that I have to cater to mademoiselle's every need (nappy, drink, Weetabix, dressing gown, TV, teddy bear, throw to cover her legs - diva) before I can so much as flick the switch on the kettle. And it's not even like the morning drink is going to give me a sudden jolting kick start. No. I have 'rediscovered' my sensitivity to caffeine after kicking the eeeevil Diet Coke. So now every time I have anything containing caffeine I get a humongous rash and the suggestion of a headache. Do I get it with chocolate? Not sure, I choose not to notice!
But seriously, my plans have all been on ice since I started earning 'pin money' as my darling husband calls it. Unfortunately the pin money is necessary as due to some pesky outgoings we can't cover our outgoings with his money alone. And as I no longer teach (woo hoo!) my earning potential has fallen off a cliff (not so woo hoo).
But we do what we can. Life is never easy is it? There are always sacrifices (okay Babyzoid, you have your top dog hour in the morning!) and things may take longer when you have to juggle. But I'm learning to embrace the trials and tribulations that life entails. After all, someone pretty smart said it's all about the journey didn't they? It wasn't Whitesnake, but who can resist a bit of Hairmetal first thing?
A friend who I'm playing guinea pig in some life coaching sessions has challenged the way I view success. Or rather I'm challenging my original life value system which has for some time no longer been working for me (but lets not over complicate here - I'm still in the mentally deficient morning zone). As of yesterday I'm looking at some of my self-proclaimed failures and taking the positive out of them as a starting point. Dropped out of law school 10 months into my 12 month course? Awesome! Left a decently paid teaching career to take a chance on starting out on my own? Yay for me! It will all work out, it always does.
The long and winding road. Indeed.
Sunday, 22 January 2012
Wednesday, 11 January 2012
Mummy Beadzoid went AWOL.....
Oops *cough* ahem. yes. Sorry about that.
I have been meaaaaning to rejoin the blogosphere in the last few weeks, but I keep finding I'm unsure of what I want to say - indeed, do I actually have anything to say at all?
The last you heard from me I was running this modest little Prematurity Awareness campaign to coincide with Prematurity Awareness Day. I was also getting married and working 42.5 hours a week on nights - on top of looking after the energetic Babyzoid all day until I went to work.
Not surprisingly, I burned out a little. Not seriously (no need for concern!), but I did need a break. Suddenly. Very suddenly.
And then in my inbox last night I received a plaintive little "where are you?!" from the lovely Leanna from Diary of a Premmy Mum, so I though, bugger. Better get my arse into gear!
I know I thanked everyone individually for their contributions to the campaign, but this blog has been lacking a formal thank you. So thank you everyone who contributed - your words were beautiful, heartfelt, emotional, moving, powerful, and countless other adjectives that wouldn't do them justice.
I also have to apologise to two friends whose stories I didn't manage to publish (yet!), those of the infamous (good infamous, not Jack the Ripper infamous) Kylie who you all know from Not Even a Bag of Sugar, whose rantings on Childrens television I cannot wait to read later (the Facebook rantings on Waybulloo were certainly funny) ;)
Indeed it wasn't an omission which saw the contribution not get published, it was my attempt to record a telephone interview. I managed to record it, but then the software would not allow me to pause the recording, so you can imagine how difficult that was. I still have the recording and hope to publish it as a one off special if I'm allowed. Same with my dear friend Karen, whose story is so powerful I cry whenever I think about it. I'm meeting her today for a playdate with Babyzoid and Karen's twins who were in SCBU at the same time.
Karen's story, like Kylie's, needs to be heard, and as Karen is not a blogger I feel a responsibility. Just need to find a tech solution now I'm sort of back in the saddle!!!
But back to the house of Zoid.... my working hours are to be reduced next month, and Charlotte and I are finally recovering from the various nasty bugs (mainly flu and gastric) that laid us up for nearly the whole of December and beyond (yeah, Christmas was a washout).
So I hope to be back. Cause I have got stuff to say. I think. Just not today - we have a full day ahead full of good friends, play and food. Oh, and rescuing the babywipes from Babyzoid (turn your back for one bloody minute!!!) Some things never change...
Good to be back! :D xxx
I have been meaaaaning to rejoin the blogosphere in the last few weeks, but I keep finding I'm unsure of what I want to say - indeed, do I actually have anything to say at all?
The last you heard from me I was running this modest little Prematurity Awareness campaign to coincide with Prematurity Awareness Day. I was also getting married and working 42.5 hours a week on nights - on top of looking after the energetic Babyzoid all day until I went to work.
Not surprisingly, I burned out a little. Not seriously (no need for concern!), but I did need a break. Suddenly. Very suddenly.
And then in my inbox last night I received a plaintive little "where are you?!" from the lovely Leanna from Diary of a Premmy Mum, so I though, bugger. Better get my arse into gear!
I know I thanked everyone individually for their contributions to the campaign, but this blog has been lacking a formal thank you. So thank you everyone who contributed - your words were beautiful, heartfelt, emotional, moving, powerful, and countless other adjectives that wouldn't do them justice.
I also have to apologise to two friends whose stories I didn't manage to publish (yet!), those of the infamous (good infamous, not Jack the Ripper infamous) Kylie who you all know from Not Even a Bag of Sugar, whose rantings on Childrens television I cannot wait to read later (the Facebook rantings on Waybulloo were certainly funny) ;)
Indeed it wasn't an omission which saw the contribution not get published, it was my attempt to record a telephone interview. I managed to record it, but then the software would not allow me to pause the recording, so you can imagine how difficult that was. I still have the recording and hope to publish it as a one off special if I'm allowed. Same with my dear friend Karen, whose story is so powerful I cry whenever I think about it. I'm meeting her today for a playdate with Babyzoid and Karen's twins who were in SCBU at the same time.
Karen's story, like Kylie's, needs to be heard, and as Karen is not a blogger I feel a responsibility. Just need to find a tech solution now I'm sort of back in the saddle!!!
But back to the house of Zoid.... my working hours are to be reduced next month, and Charlotte and I are finally recovering from the various nasty bugs (mainly flu and gastric) that laid us up for nearly the whole of December and beyond (yeah, Christmas was a washout).
So I hope to be back. Cause I have got stuff to say. I think. Just not today - we have a full day ahead full of good friends, play and food. Oh, and rescuing the babywipes from Babyzoid (turn your back for one bloody minute!!!) Some things never change...
Good to be back! :D xxx
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