Michael and Ivy's Wedding

My Fairy Princess

Skye had a special day at school today. The children in her class dressed up in fairytale costumes, made fairy bread, they paraded around in front of the school show off there pretty outfits. There were lots of fairies, princesses, queens, knights, pirates and red hiding hoods.

Skye wanted to be both a fairy and a princess, so we combined the two. A big thanks to my husband who took these pictures this morning before he dropped of the kids at school. I was having lovely a sleep-in!

Instagram Moments

Instagram moments from my week -

1. Half our gum tree in the backyard came down on a windy night

2. So lucky to create pretty things almost daily

3. Bakers Delight custard scroll and coffee

4. Me and my sister hanging out

5. Alex in the car on the way home from school

6. Bubbles in the cinema when I saw 'Bridemaids" hilarious by the way

7. Sexy shoes perfect to wear to a family wedding

8. My husband step brother Michale married Ivy

9. My husband cooks the best Sunday brunch's in the world

From The Archives

Skye in our garden!

24th October 2008

♥ confessions of a stress-out mum!

It was so hard to get out of bed this morning, I had such a stressful day yesterday. I didn't want to face another day like that. Sometimes motherhood is the world greatest thing, and other times I want to hide under the covers and come out when they are all grown up!

I feel it was easier to look after them when they were babies, then it is now that they are kids. Babyhood was awesome and I miss those days...sure I had no sleep, not a moment to myself and didn't get out of my pajama's some days. But I knew what to do, I really felt all that unconditional love. The bond between my children and I was so strong. I loved breastfeeding, and didn't really mind those days where I would get nothing done. I even loved co-sleeping with all my babies when they were small.

But now I lack confidence, no idea what I am doing. I hate handing out discipline, and know it must be done. Removing a toy, no TV or iPod! I don't like smacking. Some days it feels like scream and shout all day long and when they are all finally in bed I am upset and angry with myself. 

I wonder if there is a easy way, a solution, a special way to parent, or even a book to read? What's happening right now really isn't working. I will drive myself crazy with all this guilt!

I just want a happy home - with happy children 

Instagram Moments

Instagram moments from my week -

1. Purple Daisy in our garden

2. Making new Hair Clips

3. Shopping for vegies

4. Muddy Swirls

5. Green Ferns

6. My beautiful sister

7. Kendra our crazy dog

8. Phoenix in the car

9. School Cafe Concert - Phoenix playing the violin

Pretty

a little parcel arrived in the mail today….

squeals of delight,

pretty little gift cards,

just because sometimes it’s nice to have a little stash ready to used when needed,

oh and handmade is always better,  it’s almost like you can feel the love inside them!

get your own from here

Why I am not religious -

loving this pic, makes my legs look nice and long xo

I started to type a reply comment to fatmumslims post today and it quickly grew into something bigger...

I was raised as a Jehovah Witness from the age of 10. They knock on the door one day and dad answered. He told them there was no point in studying the bible because he couldn’t read. The brother at the door told my father that he would teach him. And it changed our lives on the fateful day.  Dad discovered god and learnt how to read. My mum already knew about Jehovah Witnesses from her youth and so she quickly became a part of it.  I still remember my last birthday, Easter and Christmas when I was 10years old.

I decided in my early teens that it just wasn’t for me and it cause huge conflict with my parents.  I used to lock myself in the toilet at home so I didn’t have to go to meetings and it made my parents furious.  I was told I couldn’t live under their roof if I didn’t go to meetings. I got out as soon as I could. My mum was going through my underwear draw one day and found a scribed for the pill and told me I had to stop having sex or get out. I climb out the window that very night, and moved in with my boyfriend (who is now my husband) I was 18!

I can’t help it but I still hold resentment feelings for organized religion. One of dads closed friends tried to kiss and touch me for four years and my father never believe me. I was told that he was just friendly and I was being silly. He would give me little gifts too, and dad still didn’t see what was happening.  I was trapped with this old man on weekly bases. He was always over for dinner and at meetings whispering inappropriate things that no 14 year old should have to hear for a dirty old man. 

It all came to a head when I was 17 years old, and my younger sister was home on her own. Merv the perv (as I used to call him in private) stopped by our house and my sister invited him in. He kissed her and held her tight while rubbing himself on her and she freak-out and told me about it a few days later. I marched into my dad’s room while he was studying the watchtower and told him what sister had said. He finally believed me, I was so relieved.  The elders (heads of the congregation) were informed and meetings were held. Other girls and their family came forward, told similar stories. Some much worst then ours. It was all done so badly too. Jehovah Witness friends turn against us. We were called liars, and trouble makers. One particularly bad meeting, my sister and I had to confront Merv while his wife sat next to him crying, shaking her head asking us why we were doing this to her.

And nothing serious was done…Merv walk free to rape a girl years later, so I’ve been told. I believe he is now dead, died of a heart attack. Is it wrong to be happy about that?

Mum, Dad, or Megan if you are reading this, I mean no offence.  
Just telling my story - your believes are you own and I respect that.

P.S while searching for links for my post I stumble upon this t-shirt I think it says it perfectly! 

Point & Shoot

11 June 4.31pm

Wilson Botanical Garden, Berwick

Linking up with sunny + scout playing point and shoot today

Instagram Moments

Instagram moments from my week - 

1. Autumn leaves on our front step
2. Creating new hair clips
3. My favourite tree
4. Celebrated my husbands birthday with cake
5. Family picnic in a local park
6. Self Portrait
7. New fabric for my ever growing stash
8. Stepping out in my boots
9. Sunday Lunch with my Sister

New Books

I'm pretty excited two new books arrived in the mail this week. Room by Emma Donoghue and Warm Bodies by Isaac Marion.  It was a hard choice deciding on which one to read first. But the zombies won! I have never read a zombie book before, vampire books seem to be my thing. So far I am really loving Warm Bodies, who would have thought you could read a good book about a zombie falling in love with a human.