Happy Mothers Day

Happy Mothers Day 

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Here where we are it is Mothers Day tomorrow.

Sending love to those who is celebrating their first or their 31st
Also sending love to those who have lost theirs.

Here's hoping you're spoiled.

That your day is ideal and full of love.

Lots of love the Everyday Happenings Crew.

xxxx

How do you celebrate Mothers Day?

Do you do the same thing every year?

Whats been your favourite gift so far?

How are you doin' Tarz?

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FYI this isn't my door BUT HOW AMAZEBALLS IS IT

I haven't been myself lately.
By lately I mean 6 or more months

I feel beaten down by the smallest things.

I feel people don't agree with my decision to be a stay at home mum full time 

{I was working part time but that wasn't working out} 

Lucky that wasn't their decision to make.

I cant believe that people make me feel guilty for doing the one thing that I have only ever wanted to do.

I feel as tho I owe everyone every part of me so that I feel happy that I am helping some one.

I find that I tuck myself away in my itty bitty house so that I don't have to feel like I owe people all of me

I don't feel as tho I am met half way

My Husband hates that

People make me feel bad for being over weight.

My husband hates that too

I feel guilty when people say that there is no one there for them when they are feeling down.

Its funny how I feel the exact same way. But in more aspects of life. No one is there when I am happy either. No-one ever says. How are you doing Tarz?

I make do, I love entertaining my son with weekly external activities and the activities that I learnt when I was working in Child Care all those years. I have mad skills but sometimes I have to hit up others for ideas and to do that it takes a couple of days to get the courage to do that because I feel like I have failed myself.

I hate that.

I see friends when I can. We keep busy everyday and my son enjoys that.

I am not to good with making/keeping friends.

Someone told me once that I need to learn how to be friends with more then one person at a time- this offended me.
I didnt even know I was doing that. 

It makes me sad to think I do that.

It has only made the whole situation worse I think

I have only ever wanted to be good to my friends and to be told that I wasn't giving them all of MY all saddened me greatly and made me retreat to my itty bitty house again.
I feel as tho no one wants to catch up with me unless I organise it first.
I hate that

Don't get me wrong I am happy with who I am. My family is happy and its full of love.

I don't think WE miss out on anything. Christ we are going on an overseas holiday in a few weeks. {YAY} but sometimes I feel as tho I.ME.TARA is missing out on something. 

I'm not sure what that is tho so for now we will leave that.

Last week I mentioned briefly that I wasn't in the right frame of mind to write a post that I had planned on doing. 

And I really wasn't the last couple of weeks have been really tough for me.

Really tough.

Hubby has been working his fine ass off to provide for us and has been away really late with work almost every night for a month or so. Hes also been pulling OT on Friday nights and Saturdays. He's a good man.

Hes also been away on commitments that were made months ago so it feels as tho I have been doing it on my own for a little while and this week and weekend are not going to be much different. Either are the next.
My hat goes off to those who do it on there own full time.

Its tough.

Im lucky to have a great little man who just roles with it and is generally really well behaved, that makes it a little easier.

Last weekend I was put in a situation where I was made to think where I am at with it all.

To be honest.

I'm over it.

I'm over the guilt, the guilt for being told I should of been there but I wasn't
The guilt of being told that I should be doing it another way.

The guilt of not going to things because people wanted me to and didnt because my needs or my sons needs came first.

There is so much more but I'm not going into it.

This week has been good.

Ive been looking/thinking in a different perspective.

We are happy and thats all that matters.

Things are going to change

I need to feel as tho I am met half way. If you give a little, you will get a little. 

Feel free to knock on my door anytime if you know where it is.

BUT remember my family will ALWAYS come first.

and you know what so will I.

x

Would love to hear from you, feel as tho I am talking to myself most days x

Yesterday

Yesterday...

Yesterday he was nervous.

Yesterday he questioned why I wasn't in my swimmers.

He asked why we were sitting in different seats to wait for our turn.

Yesterday he was worried.

Yesterday he walked with caution towards the pool.

Yesterday he didn't want to let go of my hand.

Yesterday he blew bubbles

Yesterday he dove with a kick board

Yesterday he tried new things that will become new skills

Yesterday he put his whole head underwater on his own terms

Yesterday he didn't panic

Yesterday I began my journey as a sideline Mumma.

Yesterday there may have been a slight amount of tears on the sideline 

as I realised how proud of my little man I am. 

x

Flashback Friday.

I had another post in mind for today, but I'm not in the right frame of mind so it'll have to wait for another day.

So with a bit of bloggy inspiration from a fellow blogger who is on a bloggy break at the moment I give you flashback Friday.

Lets Flashback all the way back to the beginning when I first became a Mumma.

x

It would seem I have 'okay' remorse.

This weekend is going to be tough.

It would seem I have 'okay' remorse. Its a bit like buyers remorse but when you say okay to something then when time comes closer to the fact you start regretting that decision. 

Hubby is going camping this weekend and it was organised last week this was before we didn't see him all last weekend and before he worked until 6-7 every night this week.

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He leaves at lunch time tomorrow.

Don't get me wrong I am more then happy for him to go and do the manly things that happens when you go camping with just a group of guys as apposed to when you camp with your family.

I also dont want to know what happens on those camping trips either with all the fart jokes and smelly boy stuff. blah.

But when it feels like I haven't seen him properly for over a week it starts to put a bit of a strain on things and considering how I think its starting to take and an affect on our son I say this because his behaviour has been more then testing which is not like our normal small male man.

It going to be hard for the small male man while his Dad's away they have a morning routine that they like to do things a certain way and they like to help each other make each others breakfast. While I lay in bed till 7.

SO you can see why this is going to be a tough weekend, who's going to let me lay in till 7 and more importantly who's going to make me my morning cup of TEA???

x

Going for a ride on a big Jet plane!

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In a few weeks we will be going on a big jet plane!

My son is for lack of a better word FREAKING EXCITED.

Hes been on planes before but can not remember.

He was 6 months and then 17months

Myself on the other hand have just started to let myself get excited  

much to the relief of my friends lol

  I haven't even started to write a list yet, well I started one but I lost it and cant remember what was on it so I have to start again.

So tell me.

What do I need to entertain the small male man on the plane.

Last time we had a telly in the seat in front so we paid for that and he was content with that and some books.

This time its a bit different. 

He's older now and he likes to move.

This time he has his own seat thank goodness and he got a small suit case from Santa last Christmas intended for the plane trip, clever man that Santa.

So I can fill it up with all things small male likes.

But what do you recommend?

What should I not travel without?

What should I not bother with?

x

Learning to be a sideline Mumma

I've mentioned before the my son does swimming lessons, he has done them since he was 6 months old he has loved most of every minute of it. I say most of it because there was a stage there where he would Koala hug me while we were in the water for about 5 lessons. That was hell but the screaming was worse.

This year he has been in the transition group where they spend 3/4 of the class in the big pool with their adult and then the other 1/4 in the little pool with their swim coach.

A couple of weeks ago it was discussed that he is old enough to go to the next stage of lessons where they spend the whole time in the little pool with just their coach and I sit on the side lines. sigh.

I took a deep breathe and swallowed that information. But since starting the transition classes his time in the big pool has become more and more stressful because he has realised that there is meant to be a bottom of the pool and that he cant touch the bottom of the big pool. The terrified look in his eyes is so sad.

It was getting to a point that I was just waiting for the okay for him to go to the next stage. But I didn't want to wish this time away. Once he changes groups, that's it, he doesn't need me for swimming any more. I enjoy the times we spend in the pool. I enjoy the water and I love encouraging him to commit to those challenges, like jumping off the mat and diving off the wall and when he does the the pure joy and look on his face of 'yes I did it' is fabulous.

So today was another one of those lessons were I couldn't convince him otherwise and then he started asking to go in the other pool. Right decision made time to move up. He LOVES the water and is always chomping at the bit to get in. but he is just not enjoying the time in the big pool any more.

So next week is his first class in the little pool all by himself. I am going to feel a bit lost not butting my swimmers on before we go, I'm going to feel a little lost just sitting on the side line.

Although I wont need to take as many towels so that's a plus, I wont freeze my but off drying him and getting him dressed before my self that's a plus.

I'm so proud of him for getting where he is. 

I cant wait to watch him grow more by achieving new things in the little pool.

But its now time for me to be a sideline Mumma.

I hope I dont cry.

Do your little ones swim?

Are they uber confident in the water?

Would love to hear from you 

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