Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Huge post about stuff (but I do actually mean thank you!)

I definitely feel it's time for me to post an update, after such a stressed-out post last time and SO MANY comments - thank you!!! I didn't mean to leave such a gap before posting again, but honestly I'm quite boggled by the huge variety of opinions out there and not really sure how to process them all and apply them (one? some? all?!). I also posted at MOMYS (thanks Annie for suggesting it - Neil did too!) and got some wonderful responses there too - fairly different to the ones I got here, I think because most of my blog readers are not quite of the same.... what word am I looking for?.... mindset? (maybe?) as I am, regarding little ones and mothering them and so on. At MOMYS, most of them ARE, so the responses are different. I really did want to get those two different types of opinions, which is why I posted both here and there. I had some similar advice at both places, though, I don't mean to imply it was totally different to what everyone said here! Thanks so so very much to everyone who commented and gave advice, or just said soothing things or let me know you're praying for me. I appreciate it so much! Some of you (with busy, child-filled lives, no less!) left HUGE-O comments, and I know that took a big bite out of your time, so I just want you to know that warmed my heart and made me feel loved, and I just appreciate you guys so much! :) I intended to write a big "Responses!" post tonight, to comment on lots of different things people said, but now that I sit here tired at the end of a busy day with the littlies, it's just beyond me! I may get to it eventually though, and probably will comment on bits and pieces as they come to mind as I'm writing posts for a while.

I know a lot of people mentioned how I'm germ-phobic, or just basically really afraid of the boys getting sick. I have been thinking this over a lot this past week, really thinking about it. Because it's not good. But I think that's exaggerated, and to the average out-at-playgroups-all-the-time mama, I am probably a pretty weird mother in that respect, and the fact that I talk about not liking the germ aspect at large gatherings of children probably turns that weirdness into an obvious-looking problem with germophobia, or something! Honestly, I DO get anxious about the boys getting sick with things that would knock us all out. I have no idea how we'd function if the parents were too sick to care for the children (whether they were sick too or not). It's plain no fun having more than 1 or 2 ill small children at once to look after, when you're also ill! Which, I know is the same experience for everyone. But it's kind of understandable therefore to have a certain level of anxiety over the whole bunch of us going under with something horrible. That's ALL I'm worried about, honestly. I'm really not as germ-phobic as everyone seems to think!

We used to go to playgroups. The big one with 75 toddlers - ill every single time we went, all year round. With like 3 exceptions all year or something, urgh! I persevered with Arthur when he was Nathan's age and I was pregnant with Matthew, for several months until it just seemed crazy and I wanted to give his immune system a break! Mine was okay, but he seemed to be getting so run down, and it didn't seem natural to have him so exposed to SO many viruses week after week after week. So we stopped going. Any time we went back over the next 18 months, whether it was December or July, we got sick. We also went to a small playgroup run by my church now and then. I mostly stopped going to that because it became such a pain to attend when Matthew was in his first year. He liked his naps regular and long. And at home in his cot, thank you very much! ;) Everything had to work around his naps, and we would basically turn up there as they were finishing up and Arthur would run about during the tidy up time and then we'd come home again. Don't feel sorry for Arthur there though - I read it back and instinctively thought, "Aw, poor Arthur!" but he was FINE. He didn't ever ask to go, miss going, or wonder if we might go. He was equally contented at home as when we were at groups. He never showed any displeasure at all when we left groups, and once or twice asked to go home early, I think just because he got tired or had had enough of all the noise or whatever! Or just wanted lunch! ;) The effort involved got too much, so we stopped, but it took me a LONG time to let myself drop the groups and feel okay about it, since EVERYONE takes their kids to groups, it seems, so if I didn't then I must be doing something wrong, you know?

These days I will happily have playdates (as we don't really call them, but anyway! ;) ) with other kids as and when, and not have any worries about if the kids are coming with colds or whatever. I totally know that the boys will go out there and pick up colds and such, and that's okay. It does irritate me when somebody brings a heavily streaming child to play, clearly THICK with a horrible and highly infectious cold or other similar virus, though. Because, where's the courtesy in that?! I always appreciate it when mothers call me first and say, "Oh, he's got a cold right now, is it still okay to come round?" I pretty much say yes, don't worry about it (even if it's not always my favourite thought in the world that they're bringing us a cold!), but sometimes I ask if it has been a really horrid one, and once or twice I have actually asked if it would be okay if we reschedule, because on those occasions the boys had just been getting over like their 4th cold in a row (back to back - we had 2 really fun months before Christmas!) and were sub-par and had been miserable with the last one. Or the other time, Nathan was acting teethy and had the remnants of a cold still, and was sleeping HORRIBLY. I just thought that I did not want to INVITE heavy congestion and worse sleep, when I was being given the option not to! ;) So I said no thanks!

At playgroups and at church creche, mothers bring their babies and toddlers who are at the mouthing-everything-in-sight stage, streaming with heavy feverish colds, fresh from vomiting the day before (does NOBODY seem to know that all vomiting bugs are infectious for 3 full days after the last vomit or diarrhoea?! Honestly and truly, NO mother I talk to seems to have this piece of information! Aaargh!), or whatever. And not just, oh it's an occasional risk that this might happen, nope. Mothers bring their little ones in this stage EVERY. SINGLE. WEEK. Obviously not the same children each week, but across the general membership, there are sick sick sick children in creche/playgroup every ding dong week! Then, I take my healthy, mouthing-everything-in-sight children to the same group and voila, 2-3 weeks of misery (small babies take 2-3 weeks to deal with a cold, not the 7 days or less of a toddler/child), during which time I have to decide whether to let them back to the same germy group while they're still feeling under the weather, or keep them off. I honestly find it really difficult to justify sending my own children into a room full of other children when I know full-well they are infectious with ANY sort of virus. It just seems wrong! I actually had a time where I tried to just push that feeling aside and continue, because one of the mums at church (who also went to playgroups with us) told me that the "rule" out there is that you should always go to playgroups the same as usual if they have a cold, because otherwise you'd never go out anywhere - they always have colds! That did NOT sit right with me, but eventually when Arthur had his run of a million viruses from the big playgroup, I stood tall and bit my lip and took him there anyway. I absolutely could not keep that up, because I'd look at the other sweet little kids, and mine with a streaming nose handing them a toy he'd just mouthed, and I felt so bad for the other little ones! Yes, they probably get colds all the time and it's no big deal, and children "deal" with viruses and keep going as everyone says, but I don't buy it. Kids don't have any say! I bet they wouldn't choose to catch a cold, and no children have any fun when they're full of cold! I think it's more the mothers who are getting used to dealing with colds in their children. Arthur did just breeze on with life after the first bunch of colds he ever got, except really bad ones that made him miserable, but that's no reason to assume that other kids will breeze on and it won't bother them. I just can't feel okay going around making other kids ill (even mildly, to be honest), and I'm sure that steps on toes here because I know I'm about the ONLY crazy mother who doesn't take her kids places when they have colds, but anyway. I tried to shove my feelings aside on it, but I couldn't justify it in the end. So, we don't go spreading colds to others, and I don't like it when others knowingly do so to us - simple as that. But, the boys WILL get colds and stuff, and that's just something inconvenient and difficult to deal with as and when it arises - NOT something I'm anxious or phobic about!! Just to clarify! :)

Now, the vomiting, that's slightly different because as lots of you know, I have struggled BIG TIME with emitophobia since I was a toddler. I think my phobia is actually the best it has ever been now, which surprises me! I would not even call it a phobia any more, which is a BIG deal for me to be able to say! I would certainly call it an anxiety, and a big one, but it doesn't go to "phobic" any more I don't think. I don't obsess, and I haven't actually panicked about it in a very long time, even when thinking about it or contemplating the possibility of getting sick. Which is a big big big wonderful thing to be able to say!! :D I don't even know what has finally improved things for me in that department, I'm completely baffled! I do get scared if someone here is throwing up, especially if it's infectious and I could get it, BUT I can't tell you how different life is for me without the daily panicking and obsessive behaviour that I used to have in my teens and early 20s.

Arthur exhibits the same kind of panic about vomiting that I did when I was little. His stems from a bad gastroenteritis he had at 23 months old. Bad. And, as my mum puts it, his "control issues" that he inherited from his mother. *sigh*) I never knew such awful stomach bugs existed when I was a child! I'm actually pretty sure they DIDN'T, and things are way worse these days. The difference with poor Arthur is he happens to get stomach things BADLY, like Neil did as a child. He throws up and throws up and throws up and throws up and throws up and throws up (seemingly forever, and it must seem so much worse to him) when everyone else here who gets it throws up once. Or just the other end. Apart from NEVER WANTING ANOTHER STOMACH BUG AS LONG AS I LIVE (ahem!), I will do what I can to limit the number of stomach bugs Arthur is exposed to. If people didn't take their kids out in public after they've been throwing up (however mildly THEIR kids seemed to be affected, tsk! OTHER people might not be so lucky!) in the window where they're still infectious (3 full days, remember?) then I wouldn't have such a time with this, or such a bother with going to groups and creche. Nor would such bugs be so commonplace, due to basic infection control by parents. It's a huge bug-bear for me - sorry I'm sounding venty and irritable. I AM irritable about this subject! It bugs me no end. *sigh* And the same applies to colds, really. They don't bother us - they're an annoyance, but every time they get one I just think, "Oh well, at least their immune systems are working on something!" and deal. But there's a chain of people, you know? You might not bother about the other kids you're happily exposing to your child's virus, but I personally know people who have had issues like, say, they have a newborn who ends up in hospital because of colds brought to playgroup (not that they'd have taken their newborn to playgroup, because they didn't want to expose the littlie to the germs brought there, but they didn't want their toddler to be bored, so he went and caught the stuff there instead and brought it home). Or someone whose ailing grandmother lives with them and a cold could be threatening for her. This lady had no choice in the end but to regretfully pull her son out of playgroup because of the risk to her MIL, since everybody brought sick kids to playgroup every week and the risk was unnaturally high.

I'm not worried at ALL about exposing my little ones to NATURAL risk, like going out, socialising with people of all ages, shopping, playing at the swings or the park, etc. But it seems impossible to find groups of small children in any context where the risks of catching viruses are UNNATURAL because of the fact that parents send/bring their children in knowing that they are virally infectious. There are one or two pre-school playgroups (ENDLESS WAITING LISTS, unsurprisingly!) in my local area which state clearly that no child is to be allowed to the group with any evidence or knowledge of infectious viral symptoms of any kind. I imagine those groups are full of kids who get sick WAY less than everywhere else! Now if only all groups were like that, socialising little ones wouldn't be the germy pot-luck it is every time the group meets and the frequency of illnesses wouldn't be so extreme overall.

I guess I'm not PHOBIC, just annoyed about the lack of common courtesy, and the sheer crazy amount of nasty viruses that are there for the taking all the time these days. Arthur is in Sunday School at church now, being over the age of 3, and he does occasionally come home with colds, but it's NOTHING like the little ones in the creche room. I figure it's because the 3-6 year olds are not constantly mouthing toys and passing them around! ;) We'd be going much more regularly over this past winter if we could keep the little ones out of creche - I'm happy to let Arthur loose in Sunday School and risk a few colds and such (though, honestly, he was picking up some BAD attitudes from other kids there - at CHURCH?!!! Tsk!). They don't miss being in creche, but when we're there I don't want the little ones to be hankering after that room full of toys where ALL the other little ones are and not being let to go there. That just seemed mean, so we stopped going for a while. I think it wasn't the right thing to do to just NOT go to church. Going to church is important for us as a family, and for our spiritual walks individually. It's so important to get fellowship and good teaching, and to worship together with others, sooooo important. I don't know. I haven't been sure of any decisions we've made lately (except the family-size-in-God's-hands one! :) ), that's for sure.

I was pretty eager for Jemma's recent visit with Jove to result in chicken pox for the boys!! ;) He came down with it 5 days later. The boys didn't get it (we're out of the window now), but most places I read said it's infectious 2-3 days before the rash, so we probably missed it anyway. I really want them to get chicken pox, because it's important to get it when they're little and not a BAD version when they're older. We don't have a chicken pox vaccine here, but I'm glad of that, because I don't think chicken pox vaccines are a good idea at ALL. I don't know anything about it, but I'm thinking TONS of cases of kids with shingles in the future of countries who do that, off the top of my head. And chicken pox is a picnic compared with shingles!

Ummm.... where did I get to/come from?! I have ranted and waffled for ages, and I'm not sure why I started or where I was heading! ;) I'm absolutely not digging at anyone, and it's just my opinion, which I know will differ from lots of other people's opinions. Knowing that does not mean I intend a debate with this post! I really don't like those. So, please don't take it that way. I was just expressing my (extreme!) irritation over something! Ohhh, I remember, I started out just clarifying that I'm not actually acting this way out of anxiety about illnesses - I think people reckon I have a problem with anxiety over it and it's affecting my children and the way I let them do things. But it's not that dramatic, honestly! Going to groups is a pain in MANY ways, difficult to time, extremely exhausting, usually not fun for at least one of my children who have to come along with their sibling(s), and the whole day gets thrown out of whack with fitting in naps and meals. Seriously. The sickness part is the clincher for me - it's not that easy or enjoyable in the first place (I'm not just talking about me here!) and then if we're all going to get sick anyway, then fine, we'll just give it a miss! ;)

Now, if we DO get to a group, usually at least one of the boys enjoys it and it eats up a nice chunk of the day's energies for them. They DON'T like a bunch of yelling noisy kids. They don't like other kids snatching toys and not sharing, or hitting, or so on. My mum says it's important that they get exposed to a whole lot of toddler-bullying (okay, those are my words, tsk!) so they experience the ways of the world and I get to teach them about it as they experience it. Yeah, that's ONE way of doing it! Forgive my bristling hormonal irritability - I'm honestly not usually this antagonistic (maybe not the right word for it, but I can't think of another right now) about stuff, especially bloggy stuff where it can seem even harsher with only the text to look at. It's just stuff that bugs me and doesn't doesn't doesn't sit right with me no matter how I try to stay open to such ideas or try it out that way for a while, etc. Of course the children will meet bullies in life when they're older, but they don't HAVE to be exposed to it from an early age to learn about it. I really don't think so. I don't plan that to be a big old shock to them later on in childhood when they encounter it, after I've taught them never to behave like that, at home with each other. They'll know bullies exist and what kind of behaviour characterises them, and hopefully how to deal with them.

Anyway. They don't like mean kids or noisy kids, or a group that's just overwhelming all the time. They like to play with each other, and don't ever ask about going to see other children or playgroups, or seem lacking in that department - I know some of you said that their behaviour suggests that perhaps they ARE lacking, but I'm not sure that's true. I don't think a child NEEDS other children of the same age to stay sane and happy during childhood. I think that's what we DO in society, and has been discovered to have great benefits for the children (playmates, etc) but it's not actually necessary. I do think siblings are plenty enough in terms of playmates, especially those who are blessed to be close in age to a sibling or two (or more, even better!). Arthur's best friend is Matthew, as he tells me, and he's not kind of worryingly attached to his brother because he's secluded and has no choice and they rely on each other to feel secure, or anything like that. They fight and argue as much as we try to limit that! But they play together all day and would not have it any other way. Going out of our way to find a "friend" for Arthur his own age would likely increase the options for Arthur as far as playmates are concerned, but why go there if he HAS the constant playmate he desires, right here at home? We do socialise with other 4-year-olds, and he gets on with one or two of them really well. He likes to see them, and if we see them a lot over a shortish period of time, he will be sad if we can't see them for a longer spell like if they're away or something. But he would vastly prefer to spend his time with Matthew. I don't like the whole "best buds against siblings!" thing that goes on with children who go to school. I KNOW, not all of them do this! But the majority do, and we're told it's normal, and part of a child's normal developmental do-dahs. But I disagree. Arthur never has that mentality unless he's repeatedly exposed to other children "his age" who will lead the way in unkindly pushing away THEIR younger siblings with taunting voices, and then after a long while (or two or three visits), he will start to do the same with THEIR younger siblings just to join in what they're doing, and if we continue exposing him to that, he'll eventually start doing the same to his own younger brother. Which, we're not prepared to allow. Other children are teaching him something that is not right, and I don't want him exposed to some of that stuff while he's so little and impressionable. It doesn't come naturally to exclude siblings unkindly, without outside influence. Frustration at younger siblings definitely leads to the desire to have time without those annoyances! ;) Arthur sometimes exhibits plenty of evidence of this. But we are teaching them that their brothers are their best friends, and that they don't exclude or talk or behave unkindly to others, especially their best friends. We always acknowledge the frustrations and try to provide time out from such pressures where necessary, but they are to learn to share and include each other, and also to gradually learn the stages of babyhood and toddlerhood and the limitations those pose to that little child's ability to play this or understand that. They ARE getting it, but it's something we are constantly working on.

I remember one time a few months ago (before Christmas?) at fellowship group, one of the ladies there had a baby who crawled up to Arthur and took a toy from him. She was amazed that he responded so calmly and acceptingly, and just got on with the same game he was playing with a different toy. She even emailed me afterwards to comment on it again, saying other children his age had not had that kind of reaction to her little one grabbing toys! I said that he was used to it, but that's not really what I meant. I meant that he is continually learning (being taught by us) about what babies do and what they can understand and can't understand, and why they grab and the best thing to do about it (and not do!). I'm glad he is learning that from us, and not learning a different response by example in a group of other children his age who are reacting "differently" to a baby crawling up and grabbing their toys! That's just one example of many on why we are focusing on home and home-schooling, and not groups of other same-aged children, for the boys' early years. It's such a formative time.

Yes, we're struggling with their behaviour, and we are SOOOO not experts! But we strongly feel that we're doing the right thing for them. Arthur in particular is very impressionable, highly sensitive and volatile - "highly strung", if you will - just as part of his particular personality and character. Not so much his brothers. He's very like me in that respect, but more so. He CAN be easy-going and relaxed, and sometimes is (which I was a little more than he is) but yeah. It's particularly for Arthur that we're feeling the NEED to keep him close and educate him at home (for other reasons than the keep-him-close thing, but that holds too). He needs more stimulation and we need to work on that. Maybe that's all it is, even? They get outside a couple of hours every day. They run and play and dig and drive and race and shout and all that boy stuff (!), without me standing over them (I do housework, or - bliss! - read or lie on the sofa on a REALLY good day when Nathan's nap coincides, hehe!). They do LONG walks and rambles on Saturday and Sunday at the humongous park with Daddy. When our day goes according to plan (we could do with a bit more routine to it, which might help too), the boys help with housework (they love this), I read aloud to them a lot, they play together with cars constantly, we build train tracks that Nathan can't mess up during his naps, Arthur has school during Nathan's morning nap, they do puzzles and pretend play, and sometimes we manage a craft or baking. What I really want to do is increase the craft/baking activities. They LOVE those! But I am finding that it's hard to fit any more activities into our day with all that other stuff! It's not that the day drags boringly by for them - though believe me, sometimes it DOES when I haven't got it together or am feeling exhausted or unwell or something. They do best when each "thing" we do is followed immediately by another thing, however passive or simple, even a meal will do. So long as there isn't a gap between activities where Mummy says, "Okay boys, I have to just lie on the floor for a bit because I'm exhausted right now!" which unfortunately is happening more and more now that I'm in my 3rd trimester! Those "gaps" tend to be when the TV is switched on, and then once the TV is on, it's all too easy for it to stay on longer than necessary and they then get fidgetty and bored, understandably so.

So much to think about and "fix"! It overwhelms me one moment (most moments lately!) and then I will suddenly wake up clear-headed about it and full of energy and determination with ideas to sort this or that out. Easter weekend was lovely and relaxed, but it let me just feel lethargic and more foggy of brain than ever. It has actually been a great thing to get to Tuesday and Neil back to work, to have the motivation to pull myself together again, clean the house and get back on track with the boys' day. I have less energy week by by week at the moment - I had some GREAT energy back there for a while! :) Housework tires me more, and by the time I made lunch for the boys today (11.45am, not late by any means!), my hand was shaking like crazy as I tried to spread their sandwiches with the knife, because my own blood sugar had just pregnantly "crashed" and I needed my own lunch, STAT! ;) I got theirs first, but I'm wondering if I should just drop everything and feed myself if that keeps happening? It took me a while to recover and trying to seat them and serve them was very hard with weak shakes like that, and I started to feel dizzy too. Things are definitely shifting into 3rd trimester mode for me lately, and I have to make allowances for that, I guess.

Arthur's school is going well! We did Lesson 12 of "Teach Your Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons" today (we missed our first day in the whole thing so far, yesterday), and Arthur read his first two 4-letter words - "seed" and "seat"! He is reading 3-letter-words each day, and has learned 7 sounds now - 'm', 's', 'a', 'eee', 't', 'r', and today he learned 'd'. He's so excited about it, but he does get bored of some of the exercises, especially the very repetitive ones and the rhyming games. He just wants to READ! ;) I have had to start covering up all the words except what we're about to read, because he will jump ahead. He jumps ahead on everything we do, and is starting to miss my explanations because he's reading the next word and not listening, or something, and then he makes mistakes and gets frustrated. So I'm covering words. But then I just have to take my hand off the next word and start to say the accompanying script (yes, it's totally scripted!) and I will say two words of it before he says, "Oooh, it's got THREE sounds! sss-a-t - SAT!!" and be highly excited about it, while I'm still saying, "... so get ready to sound it out!" It sounds good, and it IS good that he's eager and able, but it can get frustrating if he isn't listening and then I have to go back over things because he needed to hear them to understand the next step or something! Tomorrow (I think?) is his first story!! Just three words - "see me eat" with a picture of a man eating next to it :) I know he's going to be so excited about that. I have to cover the picture until he's read the "story". It's going so well. He has to write two sounds each lesson in his writing book. His writing is visibly improving already (letter formation, that is), but I still have to put the pencil in his hand right each time, because he just wants to WRITE ALREADY, and not bother with such distractions as holding the pencil in a certain way before he begins! ;) He gets a sticker for completing each lesson and when his writing is really good he gets a sticker next to his letters in his writing book. He was starting to award himself quite generously, sticker sheet in hand, haha! But I took over administering stickers and told him I won't be giving out stickers for writing every day - only when it's especially good :) I thought the stickers would be a good added extra, and they're going down well! I ordered some from eBay this weekend - large sparkly coloured stars for the completion of each lesson, and smaller sparkly coloured smiley faces to put next to especially good work :) I'm excited like a small child about those stickers arriving, hehe!

I've also become freshly confident about teaching Arthur beyond reading, as we've progressed with teaching him to read a little. It feels like it's starting to fall into place in my head. The reading book is an accelerated learning course, and should be completed within 4 or 5 months. I will give birth and do the postpartum thing with a new baby in the middle of that time, so I expect it will take more like 5-6 months for us, even with us having lessons at weekends like we do. I will try to keep the routine going as normally as possible for the boys, but I do plan to totally REST UP for the 2 weeks that Neil has on paternity leave after the baby is born. That will stand me in the best position to pick up and continue when he goes back to work. If I attempt to do any of my usual stuff in that time, I don't think I will be as well recovered come week 3 when I'm on my own again! It's not very taxing to teach Arthur to read, and it's great one-on-one time, so I will try to continue it as often as possible during those 2 weeks, while I'm at home (if I give birth in hospital and stay any time to recover a bit), but I do want to consider the possibility that I won't manage it or something. So it might take us up to 6 months.

Which takes us to September! September 2009 is the month Arthur should be starting school if he is not being homeschooled. He turns 5 in November, so he would start school in September. I am really happy with the idea that he will be able to read fluently by then, AND it feels like a perfect smooth transition to other "school" things as the reading lessons come to an end, coinciding with September so prettily, hehe! I know we don't have to follow the school academic year, but I'm like lots of others who can just SMELL school supplies with an autumn breeze or the leaves turning, or the days shortening and the air getting cooler. School time, folks! ;) So I will be happy to get to a fresh "year" of school every September. It just feels natural! :)

In September, Arthur will have learnt to read, and just finished the lessons. So, I'm thinking after breakfast the boys will have outdoor time, and then come in and have "reading time". Reading time will consist of me hearing Arthur read as he practises from books. I won't call that "school", just "reading time", and I'll finish it with the reading out-loud that I'm doing now, from books that are older than the boys' age range (the "Little House" series right now - we just finished "Little House in the Big Woods" and we're several chapters into the 2nd book - "Little House on the Prairie", and Arthur is still loving it!). Then for actual "school" - I'm not sure when to do it. I am thinking morning would be better maybe, and switch outdoor time to the afternoon? But I like the outdoor time and a "head" activity next to each other... Anyway, that might have to be worked around things with the baby(ies!) when it comes to it. But for actual school, I can smoothly move onto teaching Arthur handwriting and spelling, from the learning to read book. He will have learned to write all his letters and sounds, and to read many many words, six or seven letters long, and complicated sentences (the last lesson is a 200-word story!!). So spelling and handwriting seem to be the next obvious (and very straightforward, hopefully!) step. I am going to spend the next few months researching a curriculum (or methods) for basic maths, although I might not add that to "school" for the first few months - we'll see. I see no need to rush anything at his age really. Reading and writing by the time he's 5 will be a great start as it is, and adding the 3rd 'r' ('rithmetic!) will be great when it seems a good time to throw it in there. It may seem like school is packed full with just handwriting and spelling at first, and I want to keep it to SHORT sessions while he's this little, like we are now (15 minutes per day at the moment, that is all!!!). If it seems like he's really ready to add more, or there's time when he'd like to keep going, I'll start the maths. I want to have it ready, to know what I'm going to teach him and how, for September just in case. Then, the only other thing I'm interested in adding to his school for when he's 5 is Nature Study. I got the idea (and fell in love with it!) from this post at Raising Olives (by the way, a wonderful blog with a ton of great tips and ideas for large homeschooling families!). The post explains it all, but basically it's a mish-mash of science, art, observation, writing, and research. It sounds wonderful, and something Arthur would LOVE. If I am teaching him to do Nature Study every day and reading, writing, spelling and maths every day at the age of 5, I will be very very happy and satisfied with what we are doing at school. Of course we're free to throw in spontaneous history, science, art or geography lessons at any given time ;) And take trips to places if we're able (ideally) to boost or inspire these things. And I'm thinking French, definitely, pretty early. My parents live in France and so he's already had the wonderful experience on our last visit there, of them taking him out for walks and to local shops, and having him say, "Bonjour" and "Merci" to friendly villagers, ALL of whom stop to talk to them when they're out and about, as French locals tend to do. My mum tells me he is confident in being approached and spoken to by elderly people speaking fast French! And also confident and clear-spoken saying the words she teaches him to say to them. He also understands other words in French through having heard them said to him and then my mum explaining them to him - he still remembers that everyone he meets there will give him "bees" (bises = kisses!) when he says hello or goodbye to them! :) So, French should be a given, I think, and there's no need to start early or wait either, just whenever it seems good, and not too far in the future. I can teach him a fair way since I studied it to A-level, but I'm rusty and will need to study with him eventually, I can tell! ;) My parents are eager for him to go and stay with them for holidays (maybe 2 boys at a time, they say?) for a week when he's a couple of years older. He gets on wonderfully with them, so I think that will go down very well! They're keen to socialise him with the village and have him talking to people when he's there, and they do it in a very encouraging and fun way so it will work well for him I think.

Okay, I've just realised how late it's getting and how very LONG and rambly this post is getting! I reeeeally need a drink of water too. I hope I didn't offend anyone with my ranty stuff earlier, as it wasn't intended - just an expression of irritation, or something to that effect! ;) I know I will clash with people's opinions, but hopefully it won't spark anger or protest! I'm just a-bloggin' in my blog. Feel free to ignore me if you disagree with me ;)

I NEED to post photos! And I have a ton of videos that are steadily getting out of date, just stacked up waiting to be seen! Actually I could just quickly put some of those at the end of this post, and then at least they're HERE and not waiting to be posted, even though that will make them a bit random, to say the least! Some of them are of Nathan at 13 months, doing "new" stuff, so it's now old-ish stuff and I must get those posted before it gets ridiculous!

Here's one of Arthur and Matthew that's just totally random and only a few seconds long. Arthur has used my camera to destruction - he takes photos and videos every day, and now my camera (not that old!) is not working properly. It keeps deleting photos randomly so that every time I switch it back on, more are missing than before. I have taken SUCH lovely photos of the boys (especially Nathan) over the last week and all but one or two have disappeared because the camera is broken and keeps deleting them! So, I have bought a new camera. Neil has been bugging me - bugging me, seriously! - to get a digital SLR the next time I need a new camera. He wanted me to get one the last time when I bought this camera, but I am nervous about the expense (we didn't have any money at the time anyway, and those things are EXPENSIVE!) and whether I'll justify the purchase with the way I use the camera. I used to really really want to get into photography. I was looking into courses before I got pregnant with Arthur, and when Arthur was little I was so eager to learn stuff to improve. I wanted to pack him up and go to beautiful places and take photographs and improve the skill. After Matthew, I wanted to be able to take skillful photos of the children, but had little time or energy for much else! But Neil thinks I really should take it up, and I would LOVE to as well. I feel nervous that it's an expectation if I buy a DSLR, that I should be persuing it and if I don't have time or energy then it's a wasted purchase, you know? So I was happy to buy a point-and-shoot again last time. This time, God has blessed us to be able to afford extra things and also to pay off our debt and move to a bigger home!!! I am not in the least bit surprised (I told you he would! ;) ) even though it seemed like a not-gonna-happen back when we had no income at all only a year ago! God is so wonderfully GOOD!!! :D And the camera is bust. So... I bought a digital SLR! Eeep! I researched and researched, and finally went with Kim's review of her Sony Alpha 300. So I bought one!!! I am thinking about setting aside a little time every Friday evening to study up on the "how to"s of photography (or the camera itself - the manual could take forever to read and absorb!), because on my Motivated Moms list, one of the things to check off on Fridays is spending time on a craft or hobby. I rarely rarely check that off. So I could try to do a little photography learning or practise on Fridays, and maybe make some progress that way? I hope I can do it, because I would love to learn to use such a camera well and take (much!) better photographs.

Anyhow, my new camera is coming this week on order, yay! It doesn't have the video function that I've been used to on my point-and-shoot, so I will have to dig out the OLD video camera and find the battery charger (if this is even a possibility!) if I want to video the boys any more! Talking of videos.... Here's the one I STARTED to tell you about! ;) I was upstairs putting Nathan down for a nap. I was only gone a few minutes that time, and later in the evening when I was looking through the stuff on the camera, I found this tiny little clip. It made me smile, and being TINY it uploaded quickly, so here it is :)



Here's little Nathan at 13 months (he's FIFTEEN months now, as of Easter weekend!! That's one and a quarter! Aaaahhh! He's growing up so fast!), just bumbling about, dancing a bit and "singing" to the Kathryn Scott's "Thank you for the cross" :) If the starting picture below shows it sideways on, that's not how the video is! I don't know why it's showing isdeways on, but anyway.



This one was taken the same afternoon. Nathan was helping me fold (haha!) the tumble dry load, and I finally managed to get him on video doing his new (at the time) thing of understanding me when I ask him to put some item of dirty laundry in the kitchen (we process and sort in the kitchen - everything goes over the safety gate in the kitchen doorway to be processed). It was CLEAN, but never mind! ;)



Nathan again at 13 months, playing with "drums" and things in the kitchen while the older two were outside in the garden burning off energy! Lately (just this past week or so) I have started letting Nathan out in the garden with the older two. We found a red ants nest on the grass today. Not good! So I didn't let him stay out long today. But before, he used to play in the kitchen like this, or opening and shutting cupboards and rearranging their contents (!) while I did kitchen-related housework or made dinner:



This last one is Nathan walking, at 13.5 months. I hadn't taken any videos of him walking since he first started, and I wanted a comparison for a couple of months later (he started at 11.5 months). Obviously this is pretty out of date now - I wish I'd posted it at the time, tsk! - he's trying to RUN now, and do funny little attempts and jumping and dancing with his brothers (sooooo cute!), but oh well - here it is now anyway. He's a sweet little pea pickle! :)



Okay, VERY last one, I promise! ;)

This is a short little clip of the boys one morning when I was feeling exhausted. I put some worship music on and told the boys I was going to lie on the sofa for a few minutes. To my amazement, they stopped whatever game it was they were playing, both headed for the bookshelves, selected books, and went over to the sofa to sit and read! They didn't say a word, the just did it! I didn't suggest it or anything. When Arthur finished a book, he handed it to Matthew, who looked at that one while Arthur read another one he got from the shelf, and so on. They did this for like 20 minutes!!! Nathan climbed on me and chatted :) I just lay there amazed, and finally grabbed the camera to capture it for the record! Now, it's not that amazing at all, because they love to do this most days. They have a LOT of books so it can last a while! ;) It's lovely. And lovelier still, Nathan joins in and often they're in a little row, all consumed by their story books, Nathan just as much as the others, though he often holds the books upside-down, bless him! ;) Often it's just Nathan and Matthew who decide to read together for a while. I have photos, but not this time. I'll be back soon, I promise!





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Wednesday, 8 April 2009

Difficulties...

Thanks so much for all the helpful comments about Diaryland - I was sooooooooo pleased to see it back to normal today, phew! I bought Gold Membership for the shortest time I could and backed up my pregnancy diary straight away. What a relief! I've also started transferring diary entries to Blogger. I'll keep updating at Diaryland but will also probably copy those entries over as I write them, until I'm ready to open my pregnancy diary here, and then I'll switch everything over and stop writing there. It's going to take me AGES, but I'll plug away at it!

It's nearly 2am. Isn't that crazy/irresponsible/daft? I'm so tired out, and last night I couldn't sleep till after 3am, so I'm NUTTY for being up right now. But Neil and I had a very long and drawn-out "discussion" tonight, and it's kept us both up very late. It wasn't planned. We really don't communicate very well. It was one of those explosion things that starts with a slow leak, blows up big time, and then (thankfully) instead of just running away from the stuff littered everywhere, we stay to pick things up and see what each thing is in a better light than we've ever really seen it before. But that kind of clean-up takes a while, and it's exhausting.

I'm not feeling upset/despairing or anything, like sometimes I might after a bit upsetting discussion. We don't have "fights" really, but we do have rather heated discussions once in a while, when the stuff we don't communicate about blows up (which, obviously, it will). Neil isn't a communicator, and I have long since given up trying (read: nagging - not a good thing!) to get him to talk to me, so I know this is the way it goes, but I don't like it.

There is so much wrong, SOOOO much wrong, under our smiley happy family surface. More than I knew about a couple of hours ago. Neil waits till he's having all sorts of scary thoughts before he communicates that there's even any sort of problem, which I find super upsetting to discover, having had no (or very little) idea that anything was up. It drives me crazy that he won't talk with me about things, but he's always said that's just how he is. I KNOW it's so unhealthy! Especially in a marriage relationship. But anyway.

Nathan is waking, so I'll be back in a few.

We probably seem like a sweet little happy family with three sweet little boys and a baby on the way, about to start homeschooling, and managing great with things in general. I trust God, Neil is a lovely man, I'm not so bad myself (!), and he is always being giving towards me.

But - reality check (which I'm not too comfortable even writing about here, but here I am doing so anyway, hey ho): I'm so not a good wife. SO very not. I nag and I put down, and I'm just rubbish at putting my husband first. This past year I have really started to be aware of the MAJOR problem in that, and desiring to change, and praying about it. But I am pretty rubbish at actually doing anything about it as well, it seems.

I am not doing great with my little ones. Jemma is probably my only blog reader who has actually seen me in person in the last year or so, with my little ones, and she thinks I'm an oasis of calm around them, and very patient! This shows me how I must be pretty good at the surface stuff, and that is not a good thing either. I see what I WANT with bringing up my children. I desire to stay at home ALWAYS, never go to work but to stay and raise my little ones. I want to homeschool, and to train them up in the way they should go, to teach them to obey me, to teach them about Jesus and to love him and follow him. I want to enjoy them and provide them with happy, stimulated childhoods, and fond memories. And equip them well for adulthood in this world. At the same time I want to be more organised, and keep house better than I do - keep it clean and so on. And I'd LOVE to let loose on cooking and baking more! I really enjoy that, and have a real heart for becoming great at making nutritious healthy meals for my family BY MYSELF, without convenience foods.

Now, these are just things I really aspire to do, and many of them are basic needs that I must meet also. I have no desire to stop having children at any point, lol! I love that part too, and don't just want to finish having babies already and get on with raising them.

BUT - big flaw in the plan: I'm so bad at it :( Trust me, I am not having a pity party or looking for attention. I yell at my kids for a good portion of each DAY. I am too rough with them physically, some of the time. I feel utterly and completely OUT OF CONTROL with Arthur, and to a large degree, Matthew as well. Their behaviour is absolutely dreadful lately, it's getting worse and worse. I honestly despair most days of what on earth to do about it. I never say here. I don't want to hear any more comments about sending them to school/nursery, or ways I am not disciplining them right, or should be disciplining them instead. I feel like we've tried EVERYTHING with Arthur.

I simply want him to obey. If he obeyed me, I can't see any problems for us as a family. I know that sounds odd but I haven't got time or emotional strength to explain what I mean any more right now. Everything we're struggling with on a day-to-day basis, and everything we have anxiety about in the future, is a struggle or an anxiety entirely because of Arthur's behaviour and complete lack of obedience. So I figure, if I want him to obey, I should just REQUIRE him to obey and follow through to ensure that happens. NOT so easy, apparently. He is so very rude now, talking back and using horrible tones of voice and nasty faces, in response to even the suggestion of discipline. He doesn't do as he's asked, ever. Well, that's not true, occasionally he does, and it surprises me when he does so I know it's occasional!

His attitude is just shocking to me lately, and I know there's really not likely to be any other explanation other than poor parenting, in one way or another (or many ways!), and that's just upsetting and demoralising and difficult and confusing and depressing.

Matthew is quickly going "off the rails" because he's following Arthur. When the two of them play me up between them, I can't talk over their mocking and rudeness and laughter, because they maintain a constant noise of it so they tune me out while I'm sitting RIGHT in front of their faces on their level, saying their names over and over to get them to LISTEN TO ME, dangit! They won't listen to me. I don't know how to make them! I'm so ashamed to write that sentence, in fact, I'm surprised to find that I'm crying as a result of reading it back now. I feel so ASHAMED. What kind of mother can't make her 2 and 4-year-olds simply stop and listen to her no matter what she does or says?

And when they are mocking me like that and I've said their names louder and louder and louder like 8 times in a row, throwing in, "LISTEN to me!" here and there, and they still laugh and yell, "Poo-willy, blahhhhh!" and so on, I honestly start to reach a point where I am afraid I will hurt them with intent, because I feel so angry and helpless and gosh darnit they're supposed to do as their Mummy says! Why can't I get them to?! It happens DOZENS of times each and every day, and it's driving me crazy. If I send them to the corner or to the porch, or the sofa, or some sort of time-out, they run away from me and wedge themselves into corners that I can't get them out of (especially in my condition now), or they flop to the floor laughing and pull against me when I try to lead them by the hand. I can't manhandle them now, I'm too pregnant and they're getting too big.

Uhhhhoooww, I'm absolutely SOBBING, who knew?! I think I am just crying because I'm so sad and ashamed to admit this about MYSELF, and also I'm so sad to admit to anyone that my children aren't the sweeties they might have been thought of as. I love them so I don't WANT anyone to read this and think, "Urgh, what horrible kids!" It just makes me cry to think that. I've thought about writing about this issue for a good while and that's been a reason why I haven't. I don't want people to think my children are little horrors. They are behaving so horribly though, and I'm starting to feel dislike for them sometimes, though I love them so very much. We have good windows each day, and happy things go on. I am just totally not in control of the day or the children, and I don't know why or what to do about it.

I need to stop yelling at the kids, because that is a daft thing to do, and they will only be yelling because *I* yell in the first place. They won't go to time-outs and if they DO, they are there for a very very long time because they are so rude and horrible while they're there, and won't stay put. They bang on the doors or walls with whatever they can grab, or just their hands. It's so so easy to just totally lose my temper with them, and Neil finds this too. I lose my temper a lot now. I'm reading through the anger management book I bought, but so far I haven't found anything that will help me deal with strongly triggered anger THAT NEEDS DEALING WITH as it's being triggered, right there in the moment, over and over again. So far it's all about walking away and cooling off, and restraining your initial response. I can't figure out how I'm supposed to do that without walking away from my responsibility to be consistent and see that they are disciplined properly at the time they need it. It's when they're disciplined that they behave the worst, and I can't just walk away from that responsibility, so I can't get away to cool off. Even if I DID, I would have to come back to it again, and get right back into the anger-triggering situation that's continuing on.

I'm so very fed up with it all. I am praying about it such a lot, but I don't know what to do, and I feel the boys slipping out of my grip with each day that passes. It affects the whole day and delays everything that we do, causes noise and stress for a good part of the day in total, and I hate that Nathan is there watching it all and hearing so much shouting. He's a treasure - showing signs of tantrums and mischievous behaviour, but a complete treasure nonetheless! ;) I hate that he's exposed to this daily, hourly even. I don't really go out with the boys lately because it's easier and they're actually happy (I know you won't believe me having read this far!) enough at home. They have a few hours in the garden every day, we read, we do puzzles, we're cutting down on TV (though it's back up somewhat from my last post about it), Arthur has a reading and writing lesson every morning now (which I keep meaning to write about!), and Nathan's naps are regular and straight-forward for the most part. I get meals at regular times, and they help with the housework and enjoy it. We don't get as many crafts done as we would all like, but other than that they don't seem to want to go and do other things, or act bored nearly as much as they used to. I could certainly be doing a lot more with them if I was doing a better job. But I'm not doing a great job right now.

Anyway. Their behaviour makes me anxious about taking them anywhere, because they wil. not. obey me. On anything. Safety issues even. Why can't I MAKE them?!?! It's my responsibility!!! They're only 2 and 4!!! I should be able to just MAKE them obey me, surely?! I feel such a failure, and yet I can't think of how to fix it, which makes me feel even more of a failure - if I'm doing so badly at the job, at least I should know what I'm doing wrong and what to do about it, even if I can't seem to do it! Urgh. But I can't. I seem to spend hours trawling through forums on the internet, searching for HELP, ideas, new methods, instructions on the old methods, anything!

So. I am not doing well. I know I'm feeling upset so this is more exaggerated than it REALLY is, but I feel that I suck at being a mother - to anyone older than a toddler at least. I'm good at being a loving mummy to babies and toddlers! :) But that's not much use if I flop so miserably at parenting children after they grow out of toddlerhood! It does not bode well! I have four children heading for the stage that I'm flopping miserably at, at a rate of knots!!! Help!

I am also just not doing well as a wife. And I know that over all of this (and most importantly) I am God's child. My relationship with him is of the utmost importance. At least I am not shutting him out or walking far from him at this stage in my life, but MAN I could be doing better there too. And that doesn't leave much else in life that I feel I'm doing well at.

I feel a bit lost and utterly silly, and I don't know what to do about any of it, other than pray, and I HAVE been praying. I will pray more, but I don't know what will change or how. I know that shows lack of faith in God, but I'm just being honest.

PLEASE don't suggest any away-from-me activities for my boys. I really am 100% not interested in them being away from me for school, activities, or anything right now, and it doesn't matter the circumstances at home. I know the vast majority of my readers are not for homeschooling, and lots of them also think I SHOULD be doing something for the boys that isn't at home or with me or something. But I am 100% firm in my confidence that I am not supposed to be doing that. I feel God on that one very strongly, for me personally and for the boys personally, at this time. They are to stay close to me. I even feel that to do otherwise at this particular time would be a bad move, even though that will probably confuse or even annoy lots of my readers after the stuff I've just revealed here tonight. But I can't explain it any better just now. I'm just not open to any sort of activity that's not at home or with me if it's out of the house. And out of the house is getting difficult because of their behaviour, my increasing pregnantness, and don't get me started on how many people take virally infectious children to gatherings of children in full knowledge of passing said viruses onto the other children and their families!!! NOT something to go into this time, but it's a major major peeve for me and always has been. Thank goodness it's nearly the end of the worst germy season (and by the way, I do not keep my kids from socialising in general, I just draw the line at playgroups and even church creche this winter, because mothers are literally taking sick and infectious children there every ding dong week! I can't stand it! I would NEVER do that! Tsk!).

I feel pretty vulnerable after all that I've said here tonight, and not overly comfortable with anyone and everyone reading it really. But it's good to write it all out, and I don't really want to hide it away I suppose. There's also an off-chance that someone might be able to help me in some way because of putting it out there! You never know! ;) It feels pretty hopeless to me right now, but in reality I know there must be a way, and it must surely get better. I need to change, myself, though. Obviously. I'm a little nervous about comments I might get (you understand?), so I'm thinking if I get any unkind ones then I might moderate or disable or something new-fangled and Bloggerish (to me, anyway! I'm new to Blogger!), or simply delete so as to not feel upset any more than I do.

Well, I guess I will go to bed! It's so late. Urggghhh, 3am! I will so regret this in the morning. I prayed last night that God would help me somehow do okay for the children today on the little sleep I got, and he really did answer my prayers! Today I set myself a more minimal "list" than the usual Motivated Moms schedule of housework. I just wanted to get the dishwasher done, some laundry, clean SOMETHING (never mind what), make the beds, read to the boys, and do Arthur's school. And make sure they got out in the garden. I did all those things, and I know that I've missed all the vacuuming and cleaning the bathroom this week, but I'm just trying to ignore that and be happy with having checked off my modified list today. I'm going to have to get happy with that kind of thing anyway near the end of my pregnancy, so this is good practise!

Oh, I forgot to say - I bought "Teach Your Child to Read in 100 Easy Lessons" by Siegfried Engelman, to do with Arthur. I've had my eye on it since before he was 2 years old! I found reference to it at a homeschooling blog years ago, and kept it in mind. I forgot about it till recently, and then did some research on it, read a LOT of reviews, and bought it! We started the day after it arrived in the post, after I did all the preparation (quite a bit!). It only takes 15 minutes per day, and we always go upstairs to the boys' room and do Arthur's lesson after I put Nathan down for his morning nap. We do a lesson every day, even at weekends. It only arrived last week, so today was Lesson 6. It starts as basic as it can possibly get, just learning sounds (not the alphabet). Today Arthur read "me"! In 2 days he starts reading 3-letter words. He is also learning to write whatever sounds we learn (4 letters so far, "m", "a", "e" and "s"), which is going okay. He has never held a pencil properly before really, for the purpose of writing, and he's got to learn that as well as forming the letters, but he's doing well. I feel relieved just to be DOING something, homeschooling-wise. Even though that's silly, because I know there's no actual need for him to have any sort of formal homeschooling yet - he's only 4! I wasn't going to do anything formal till 5 or 6. But I think he's ready to read, and I'm keen to teach him. It gives us some time together and another activity to persue. And honestly, I'm relieved to be able to say I'm DOING something with him, to all the family and friends who keep asking. *sigh* I don't want to push him, of course. But I hope he enjoys it and finds learning to read rewarding!

Okay, bedtime for SURE. It's raining outside, I've just realised. I think it's meant to rain for days now, after a week of no rain. I like the rain so that's okay by me, and my pansies will be happy too :) The boys will still go in the garden for as long as they'll put up with such an activity, lol! They just have raincoats and waterproof dungarees and wellies for this kind of weather. Even Nathey has his own little set!! He's so adorable in it, tottering along behind his big brothers with his wispy baby hair sticking out of the hood! I love him soooooo.

*sigh*


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Monday, 6 April 2009

Diaryland....

Uh-ohhh.... I am a bit nervous that the inevitable has happened and Diaryland has suddenly disappeared out of existance. Yesterday I could access it fine. The day before I wrote an entry in my pregnancy diary there, even. But tonight (for the last few hours), my pregnancy diary is a broken link, and so is the main diaryland url and the members area, etc. They do sometimes have down times and server problems, but I have never had a broken link message before :(

I'm SO annoyed with myself because for the last two days I have had this itch to hurry and dump as much of my pregnancy diary posts into a Blogger blog (I started one a couple of months ago with the same name: alicesbaby.blogspot.com, but it's empty as yet) as I could. I kept feeling anxious that Diaryland could "go under" at any moment - though there was nothing to warrant that, just an anxiety about the fact that there aren't really many users online lately, and it seems quiet there. If it's gone then I have lost my pregnancy diary, which I have kept since we were first thinking about trying for our first baby, at the beginning of 2003. EVERYTHING is recorded there. The only reason I didn't transfer it here sooner, when I transferred THIS blog, is that I found it hard enough to copy and paste 269 diary entries (!!!) for this blog, and when I saw there were like 575 posts on my pregnancy diary I sort of went mentally weak at the knees and put it off! ;) Well, I should have just stuck to it and done the job, because it would have been so worth it. Now I have lost my diary and I feel so sad about it.

It isn't a total loss though, because I guess there's a chance that it's just some server problem?? Isn't there?!?! Please?! I'm thinking broken link is NOT a good sign, and I have no idea how to find out what's happened. Tsk. Also, I did once have gold membership that a couple of precious readers bought for me back when you didn't get priority to post to your diary if you weren't a gold member and the server was super busy (it sounds such a rubbish place, doesn't it!!) - thank goodness I did because being a gold member allowed me to back up my diary at that point in time (which you can't do unless you buy gold!! Soooo bad, now that I think about it! Tsk!). So, I have backed up my pregnancy diary in very basic text form on a HUGE document, up till 22 weeks pregnant with Nathan :(

This is GOOD, because I have saved all my diary entries from when we were trying for a baby at the beginning, and ALL of Arthur's pregnancy, his arrival and first 6 months, ALL of Matthew's pregnancy, his arrival and first 7 weeks, and the first half of Nathan's pregnancy. BUT, I'm so very very sad because I still have lost so much - the second whole half of my pregnancy with Nathan, the posts I made from the hospital whilst in labour and in the middle of the nights on the postnatal ward after his early arrival (so special to me), and his first few months. PLUS everything from this pregnancy in its entirety :( I'm so sad about that. I'm glad to have not lost it all but still so sad about what I have lost. I have lost all the photo references, though I have all the photos on the computer and laptop somewhere. And my belly galleries and ultrasound galleries are gone, and birth stories too - I don't think I have copies of my birth stories! Oh I'm so annoyed at Diaryland!!! Why don't places ever give notice that they're going under!!!! I sort of knew they wouldn't, which is why I got this blog and transferred my arthursmummy diary here. How I WISH I had just not been so lazy and got my precious pregnancy journal transferred too.

I hope I'm wrong and it's all back to normal tomorrow, but I can't help but think the broken link thing is evidence that it's gone for ever. It's so mean to pull the rug out from the users there like that - a little warning that things were coming to that would have been a basic courtesy! :( If it DOES come back, I will use my every waking (spare!) moment to move diary entries over to Blogger, starting with the most recent.

Urgh. :(



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Thursday, 26 March 2009

Pray for Stellan (also homey stuff and bump photos!)

Just a very quick post as it's so late and I need to go to bed! The days are full and busy as anything right now, but I'm getting into the swing of things better than I remember before. I have great energy levels right now, the best so far this pregnancy. I'm still following the Motivated Moms checklist every day - amazing for me to still be going at something after 5 or 6 weeks!! :) It's working for me, it really is! I'm noticing all sorts of changes in myself as a result of doing the Motivated Moms thing (mostly subtle ones) that I hadn't expected, but it's all good stuff so I'm really happy about it!

Our dishwasher broke at the weekend and I haven't even had a millisecond of complaining in my spirit even, which is UNHEARD OF for me. Instead I have been washing a lot of dishes by hand every day. Arthur is my drier! He is so proud and loves his job so much. Today I can't believe I actually had to check his attitude over whining about wanting to do the washing up for many hours in a row!! ;) We are going to get a replacement dishwasher but we just haven't had chance so far. Neil is pretty snowed under at work. The other day he stayed at work till 11pm and AGAIN with the cheerful spirit for me - I was so surprised by it. I think it's a combination of God answering my prayers, better energy levels, and the WONDERFUL influence of many blogs of some godly mothers-of-many that I've been soaking in now for a year or more. Reading posts at MOMYS is also influencing me a lot, and that's very helpful to my attitude of heart too! Anyway, it was fine the day Neil worked late. I made spaghetti bolognese (the boys will eat this!) and then bathed all three and put them to bed - the part Neil usually helps a lot with. It went okay, and I wasn't completely done in by the time they were all asleep! When Neil got home, his portion of dinner was ready in a pyrex dish with a lid on, and it took all of 3 minutes to make it piping hot and ready for him in the microwave. He was so tired. I feel so wonderful and happy and fulfilled when I have a day like that one! I am having plenty of not-so-good moments though, believe me! I'm still yelling at my kids when I should NOT ever be yelling at my kids! Urgh. Arthur and Matthew are still SO incredibly disobedient. I am so rubbish at keeping the discipline consistent enough so that it takes effect, which is daft/annoying/crazy of me. Today I have been more consistent. I lose my temper easily when they push the right buttons. And they do like those buttons in particular these days.

But, I'm doing the housework so much better than I ever have before, and the little ones are involved and enjoying it ever so much! It's Wednesday and so far this week the house is hoovered, the bathroom completely cleaned, the porch decluttered, the bedsheets changed, and the various daily things kept up with (more or less) - things like the kitchen floor kept swept and clean, the laundry always kept up with (seriously! Me! Can you believe it?!), the dishes done, meals planned, children read to and involved in housework. I am LOVING IT!! And hoping I won't just flop hideously once the 3rd trimester stuff kicks in, or when I have a new baby around again! I'm not sure how to pick it up again if I flop.

Anyway, this is supposed to be quick! I wanted to post mainly because I want to ask people to be praying for Stellan. He's a sweet baby boy who was expected to die in the womb with heart failure when his heart was beating crazy fast and couldn't be slowed down. But God healed him, and he was born perfectly healthy! Now he has suddenly gone back into the same tachycardia that he had in the womb, and he's really poorly. They can't slow his heart rate right now, and it's dangerous for his little body. Please be praying for him, if you haven't already seen this news at another blog you read, or if you don't already read MckMama's blog religiously (probably a bunch of you already do!)! Click on the button below with the picture of this beautiful baby boy, to go to his Mama's blog and read more:

Prayers for Stellan


I'm so incredibly thankful for my healthy children right now. Nathan has fussed and woken 4 times already this evening (can't figure out if it's wind or teeth, but he seems annoyed about being awake so at least he goes back to sleep for a bit quite easily), and I just feel so blessed to have him here, whining and complaining about normal run-of-the-mill healthy baby stuff! It makes me feel breathless to think of what MckMama is going through with Stellan. She also has 3 older children the same kind of ages as my three (well, packed in slightly closer together!). So incredibly overwhelming. I'm praying for them, and thinking of them a lot at the moment, having followed her since Stellan's diagnosis in the womb. Her faith in God inspires me so much.

Well, I MUST go to bed. Neil wants to leave earlier than usual for work in the morning because of the crazy amount of work he has to do tomorrow, so I should have been in bed a long while ago! Nathan's wakings stretched the evening out, and I made a Tesco delivery order for tomorrow morning, so that took a while.

Oh! I keep meaning to respond to various questions that have been asked of me lately, but always forget when I update! Melanie, I can't seem to leave a comment at your blog re. your question about Facebook. Can you email me? Kaitlyn, thanks for your questions left at my pregnancy diary about things I'm writing here - I do plan to answer them! I'll try not to forget! Now see, I've even gone and forgotten who else asked me things, when I meant to acknowledge everyone just quickly! :S Well, suffice to say I am not trying to ignore questions, and will answer them eventually!

Neil took a really lovely belly picture for my 24-week photo, and I posted it at Facebook and my pregnancy diary. I love it so much that I want to post it here too! There are two, pretty samey, but I can't choose which I like best. I love them because I wanted all my little ones in the photo with me (which I've never done before), and they came out nicer than I expected. I'm wearing my denim pinafore dress that I mentioned last time I updated here! :) I have won a few more dresses at eBay since then and some really nice feminine tops. I do have a hog load of maternity clothes in all sizes already, obviously, but I plan to downsize my collection and make my maternity wardrobe things that I love wearing and which will be flattering to me. I hope to be using these clothes for a good many years to come yet! :)







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Sunday, 15 March 2009

Shepherd's Pie Recipe, and home-related things

I am so loving food at the moment! My whole experience with food has completely changed since I first became pregnant. I used to never think it was all that great, but it's like my taste buds had never been fully awake till hormones hit them, haha!

I am also loving doing homely things at the moment. I always do love that, and have always aspired to it, but I am actually able to be "housewifey" pretty much every day at the moment! I am not restricted at all by any morning sickness or exhaustion. I'm tired a lot and find myself breathless very easily, but at nearly 24 weeks, I am at a GREAT stage of pregnancy!

Today while Neil took the boys for a run (walk, in Nathan's case - he hasn't learnt to run yet, though he's starting to try!) at the park, I went to Homebase and bought cheap bedding plants (pansies, as they were by far the cheapest) and a cheap trowel and pair of ladies' gardening gloves! Neil pulled all the huge weeds out of the "flower" border along the driveway yesterday, and we now have daffodils, ivy and a lavender bush in there that I planted 7 years ago, and lots of nice earthy space at last! I let a roast chicken and veggies cook while I knelt by the border and planted 70 tiny pansy plants around the daffodils and ivy. There's still more space to fill, but it looks to me like a couple of shrubs would do that best, so I'll get a couple of those during the week with the boys, I think. Anyway, I LOVED doing that. I looked out of the upstairs window as the sun was setting this evening, and just spent some time thanking God for what it meant to me to do that planting.

I am thankful because it's so nice to work with nature, with pretty flowers and plants and earth that God himself has created.

I am thankful because it's so wonderful to have the energy and health to go out there and do an activity like that. I haven't always had that luxury, and I'm grateful that I do now!

I am thankful because it was an activity that served my husband and children, and the home too. It was lovely to work at beautifying my home with my own hands, to be a pleasure for my family to see, and to be something that Neil didn't have to do himself at a later time. It really filled me with joy to do this, with those things in mind! :)

I am thankful because while I was sitting there, it occurred to me that I was planting MY border with flowers of my choice. To make MY home look nice. Mine. I honestly must still think of myself as a little girl playing house, because sometimes it newly occurs to me that I have really and truly grown up now, and have my OWN home, actually ours, we own it! And my own husband and children. I am so incredibly blessed and thankful that we have our own home. God has blessed us so much.

We are finally getting ourselves in gear to sell our home and move house. The Estate Agent came round yesterday to appraise the property. He advised us to DECLUTTER, haha! It's that obvious when you are in the house. Nothing much else matters, he said. Just for goodness' sakes, get rid of the clutter!! ;) I thought I could tackle the mountain of it myself, and I CAN but it will take me too long at the rate I'm going. The job is just humongous. Neil got a bonus last week that made him lost for words - God is so good to us!!!! We are putting it towards our house move, but a good portion of it will go towards getting the house ready to sell without having to worry about financing that, and also packing and moving. So, we are going to go back to the plan of hiring a professional declutterer, for a quick and complete declutter, ready for moving house. She will also teach me how to keep organised and decluttered, which is going to be valuable teaching for me!

Yesterday I ordered bunk beds for the boys! I have two months to get Nathan sleeping through the night enough (he wakes 4+ times STILL, at 14 months!) to move into the boys' bedroom. He sleeps in his cot next to my bed at the moment, and spends the last few hours of the night in bed with me. I want him to transition into the other room around 16 months old, because the new baby is due just before he turns 18 months and I want a little time for them all to adjust before another big change! So the older two boys will share a bunk bed, and Nathan will move into Matthew's cotbed (it's a toddler bed right now, but I think Nathan will be too young for a toddler bed. So we'll have to put it back into a cotbed for him, I think). Then Nathan's cot will be free for the new baby. I don't think we'll even bother putting it away for those couple of months, it might as well sit ready! ;)

We have no idea when we'll move house. It's not even on the market yet, but it will be soon, hopefully. Then we just wait and see what God will have in store for us. We have no anxiety about the timing or anything, because we know that God's timing is best, however it might look from where we're standing. If it gets to June and we have no buyer, we'll probably take it off the market while we have a baby and adjust after the postnatal bit, and then put it back on again. In some ways it would be nice to move house FAST (which I know God can totally arrange, despite the current times with selling houses!) and be done and dusted in a home that's much bigger, more outdoor space for the boys, and much nearer to Neil's work, BEFORE the new baby comes. But on the other hand, I am not exactly eager to get more and more pregnant and have to deal with packing, moving and resettling, along with alllll the stress and upheaval that goes with that at the same time! I also would prefer to stick with the midwife team I have in this area, and the hospital I am very familiar with, now that I'm this far into my pregnancy. But, I still haven't decided whether to have a homebirth or a hospital birth yet. I'm nervous that if I decide hospital birth, the new hospital won't be a great one. Or that I'll choose homebirth and not have a great midwife team that are as supportive as my current one. But it could be EVEN BETTER on both counts! So I shouldn't worry about it at all.

Having the baby and settling in with him BEFORE moving would be nice, but then I have no idea how I will be coping with life after the initial postnatal period. I have had mild postnatal depression with 2 of my 3 babies, and I had nothing but extreme elation after Nathan, hehe! But Neil was out of work and the pressure on me during the adjustment stage was NOTHING like it was the other two times. He will obviously be at work this time, and so I am a little apprehensive about how I will manage. It seems hormonal for me, or it did before anyway. As soon as my periods return, all is well again, like a light switch. I have to wait 5-6 months postpartum for that. ;) It would be great to move house after settling into having 4 children, but what if I am really struggling at that stage, and we really NEED to move then? I don't know how I would cope with moving house with postnatal depression, in fact I don't think I could. So that's the only nervy aspect for me. I need to turn the WHOLE thing over to God, and trust that he'll provide. He always does! I should do this more often, with more things in my life! Tsk.

We are incredibly blessed that we're seeing a LOT of homes available to buy in a 20-minute commuting radius of Neil's workplace. We don't necessarily want to move right on the doorstep in the city, though we could. We have the option to live somewhere a little more "villagey" and less polluted, and still only have Neil drive for 15 minutes to get to work. I just keep thinking about it and shaking my head in... not disbelief, as such - I totally BELIEVE that God is blessing us this much! I just can't get over it, that's all. We can afford to pick and choose in the area we're looking at. There is a lot of choice with the housing market as it is. We can look at buying a 4-bedroom house, or a 3-bedroom one with space for extending and converting. We plan to be picky about 3 things:

1) The back garden MUST be spacious. That's my #1 thing really, for the boys. Our current garden is so tiny. I want them to be able to run and run without hitting a fence every 20 feet, haha! That's what they currently do. I'm not even sure if our garden IS 20ft long, and it's definitely less than 20ft wide. We're aiming for a minimum of 60-80ft long for a back garden, to give the boys plenty of space to play and run.

2) The house must have 4 bedrooms, or 3, with the potential to extend to 4 or more at some point. We still plan for the boys to share, but we have no idea how many children we'll have over the time we're living there (hoping that this next home will be the one we raise our family in), and 4 bedrooms is our minimum really.

3) The living space downstairs must be GOOD. Or, there must be scope to extend or convert to make a large living area downstairs. We would convert any home that had an internal garage, and build on top of it if there wasn't already an upstairs extension there. We are looking for a large living room, and would also like a good sized kitchen for the boys to be able to help me in the kitchen, and a dining area would be good too. We would want to add on (if not already present) a playroom, preferably large so that we can section it for homeschooling, and a utility room for laundry purposes (and possibly clothes storage).

If the houses we're looking at don't have the above 3 things, we pretty much dismiss them. I'm just AMAZED that God has enabled us to go from no income for 9 months (less than a year ago, even!) and totally relying upon him to get by, to the luxury of having the choice to look at houses in the way I've just described! I can't get over it, seriously. I just feel amazed, and like I want to pinch myself to make sure it's really true. When Neil was out of work and we prayed together a LOT (I miss that!), we prayed specifically for our next home. A friend at church told us to pray for what we wanted, regarding a home, and watch and see God bless us faithfully! So we discussed what we really wanted in our next home, and then prayed specifically for those things. I wrote them in my prayer journal the day we prayed (1st May 2008):

1) At least 4 bedrooms
2) Spacious downstairs for the boys/homeschooling
3) Big garden for lots of energetic kids!
4) Space for Neil to be able to work from home if that's how God led him (not applicable now, I think)
5) Nice location to live

I just noticed #6 in my prayer journal - it says, "More children (more me though!)" hehe! I wasn't pregnant with this baby yet, so THANK YOU LORD!! :) I'm so excited to see God answer our prayers. We had no idea at the time that we'd ever manage to afford such things in a home, since we had no money, no income, and no idea of when that situation might change, and how much we might have when it did. Now we are not at the stage where we're sitting IN that God-given home yet, but we can now afford these things and are currently setting out to sell our home and buy a new one! So it's already amazing to me that God is answering our specific prayer, even though we haven't seen the end result yet. God is so wonderful! I love him so much! :)

Today was sunny and spring-like, one of the very first days like it this year! The breeze was lovely and the sun was warm. I just wanted to be outdoors! The boys played in the (tiny) garden during the morning, and then went to the park for a more spacious play time in the afternoon. It was so nice to have quiet time to be outdoors doing something useful when I was planting those pansies.

I wore a dress today! I dug through my maternity clothes, as my bump is getting ever so much bigger all of a sudden! I found a denim pinafore dress and wore it with a crinkly white top with half-length sleeves underneath. I never wear dresses, but I love doing so. I love looking and feeling more feminine. I LOVE my jeans and comfy tracksuit bottoms though :) But there's this FEELING that I get when I put on a dress. I feel pretty and feminine, and just a bit different somehow, in a way that I really really like. It makes me feel.... I can't put my finger on it. But it makes me feel such a swell of confidence in my appearance and also just in anything relating to femininity, like being a mummy (though I realise being good at that has nothing to do with what you're wearing!), or being attractive to my husband (though he finds me attractive anyway, thankfully!), and just being a WOMAN. (does anyone else get this same slight squeamishness that I'm feeling due to describing oneself as a WOMAN?! I feel so like a GIRL, and still haven't quite accepted the fact that I've grown up into a woman, so the term still makes me squirm a little! Or am I just a little unbalanced?!)

Anyway, back to the point. I wore a dress :) And felt wonderful! I wish I had more dresses to wear that look nice. I am not good at buying dresses. Either they just don't exist (ones that look nice on me, that is) or else I am not good at finding them! If I had more, I think I would wear them more than jeans even. Maybe. I have BOUGHT a ton of dresses, especially maternity dresses, mainly from eBay. But most of them have not looked good on me when I put them on, so they got sold again, or given away, or some are even still sitting and waiting for me to declutter them! This denim pinafore dress was an eBay purchase during my first pregnancy. I haven't been able to wear it every pregnancy because of the seasons being different, but I'm so happy to have 4 months to go and JUST coming into the ideal season for wearing this dress! I'm going to wear it a lot :) I used to wear dresses in the summer a lot more when I was in my teens, but that's because my mum had some lovely ones and would share them with me :) And also she bought me some dresses, so I had her expert eye to do the mainstay of the choosing. She could always buy me something that suited me well, and I don't seem to have that eye. Now she lives in France and we're never able to shop together any more :( I miss that.

I like to look girly! I think especially now that I have a houseful of boys! I particularly want to hold up the GIRLY side of the family, since I'm the only one doing so! ;)

Okay, this post could go on forever, and I'm rambling away! I really just meant to post a little about our situation with the house, and just some other bits and pieces. I also felt like posting a recipe (gasp!) here. I was looking over the meal plan for the week and shared a recipe on one of my due date forums, and then I really wanted to post it here too! Meal planning is going really smoothly at the moment, and I am getting into an easy routine with making the shopping list and ordering the shopping online. We've stopped doing ANY trips to the supermarket now, and at first we felt kind of guilty (for some reason!), but now I have no plans to go back to it for now. It's so incredibly wonderful to have the shopping delivered to the door, and really not that expensive. It's between £3.50 and £6, depending on the day and the time of delivery, to have shopping delivered from Tesco. I am careful to shop for our things in bulk if there are deals going, and I reckon with my frugal-ness in that department I have made up for the weekly delivery costs easily. I am never so good at being frugal IN the supermarket. I don't notice the deals so easily, and I have time to sit and hunt them down and think them through at home in front of the computer. It saves on fuel for us too :)

It's so convenient, and doesn't tax my energy or strength at all, leaving me much more able to use it for the benefit of the little ones for the rest of the day, PLUS we have all that time that we'd normally spend out getting the shopping, to do other things, and nobody melts down in a supermarket trolley. It's ideal as I get more pregnant. Also, they recycle our bags from the last delivery! I can't believe we didn't do it sooner. I've discovered that we need a delivery every 6 days. Pretty much exactly, every week. I fine-tuned it - we started out trying to stretch as long as we could before ordering again, but then we were out of stuff to the point that Neil would go to the supermarket at night to pick up a couple of things, maybe twice a week. And use petrol, and his time, and end up buying chocolate or cookies or something! ;)

So, every 6 days exactly is working perfectly. If we go to 7 days, we pretty much don't have milk for the last 24 hours, and usually a couple of things that the boys like for lunch too. We are usually just using up the last pint or two of our 16-pints-every-6-days (!!), when the next delivery arrives, which is perfect. We also run out of bread after that time (I buy as many as the freezer will hold, but we don't have an enormous freezer and it stores lots of other things). I really really REALLY want to start baking my own bread - I have had quite a strong pull towards doing that for a couple of months now, as though it's a hormonally-based thing! But I really would love to bake my own bread and not buy it any more. I just have beginners' nerves! And there are toooo many recipes out there - I have no idea which to choose to start with! I want wholemeal only, I think. A lot of the recipes I've found are American, and the only thing I remember about American bread is that it's soooooo sweet. I never ate it on our holidays there, because I really disliked it. I DID like the sourdough breads because they most resembled British bread, but they were still a bit more sour than I was used to. I don't know if homemade bread recipes are less sugary than the store-bought bread in the States, so I am unsure whether to try baking them. And I don't want to bake any US sourdough recipes because I am not actually crazy about sourdough! I just like British bread, not as sweet as US bread, but not sourdough either. I have recipe confusion!! I also don't have a breadmaker, and don't plan to get one either. I want to try hand-making bread, and see if it takes off. If it DOES and I am making bread regularly and think a breadmaker would be a great help, THEN maybe I will invest in one. I am really good at saying, "I am going to make ____ from now on!" and buying the appropriate tools, only to um, NOT stick to making ____ at all, and thus the tools sit taking up space and are a wasted purchase! So I don't want to make the same mistake again.

Okay, so the meal plan for this week (including the weekend just finishing):

Saturday: Sausages, mashed potatoes, baked beans, vegetables (mainly for me - I'm having a big thing for veg right now!)

Sunday: Roast chicken, roast potatoes, parsnips and sweet potatoes, broccoli, carrots and peas.

Monday: Spaghetti bolognese (frozen from last week's batch)

Tuesday: Chicken pot pie (frozen from last week's leftover roast - I am going to use today's leftover chicken in sandwiches for lunch)

Wednesday: "My Pasta" (now starting to be called "Mummy's Pasta" :) And it was known as "Ali's Pasta" when I made it for my family before I was married and moved out of home) - pasta with a tomato/pesto/herb sauce and grated cheese on the top. I will probably serve fish fingers with this as it goes well and the boys like it.

Thursday: Shepherd's Pie (frozen from last week's batch)

Friday will be the next shopping delivery day so I will think about meals from Friday onwards later in the week.

I wanted to share my Shepherd's Pie recipe! It's based on a recipe in a book but I tweaked it a bit over the years. It's a layered Shepherd's Pie, and we love it! I've converted the measures into lbs and fluid oz as well. The book says it serves 4, but I always make a double portion and freeze one, so the recipe below is for the double portion.

Shepherd's Pie

1.2kg (2.5lbs) potatoes
1kg (2lbs) lamb mince (ground lamb)
1-2 tbsp tomato paste
fresh parsley, chopped (about a tbsp or so)
300mls (10fl oz) cold water
1 onion
4 leeks
4 carrots
1-2 tbsp flour
oil
cheddar cheese (or alternative)

Okay, so I peel and boil the potatoes for mashing, and then chop the onion and saute it for 5 mins. Then I add the lamb mince, breaking it up as it cooks (I brown it). I add the chopped parsley and the tomato paste, and then 300mls of water (the recipe says that should be half red wine but I don't use wine in the stuff the kids eat!). I stir it up, season it to taste, and sometimes throw in a few shakes of Worcestershire sauce if I feel like it. That simmers till most of the liquid is gone, about 15 mins.

While that's doing, I thinly slice the leeks and carrots and saute them in a little oil for 15 mins or so, till they're tender.

I mash the potatoes and set those aside. Then I coat the leeks and carrots in flour and toss them till it's absorbed. Those go at the bottom of the dish for baking. On top of that I put the meat layer, and then the potatoes on top of that. The whole lot gets a generous covering of grated cheddar cheese, and then it bakes for 45 mins at 180ish (Celsius - that would be 350 F or something like that).

It's so yummy! Wine makes it a little more rich and tasty, but I find it perfectly tasty as it is. We don't add salt to anything in our house really. Not cooking water for pasta or potatoes, or anything. I do add a pinch of salt where recipes call for it usually, like in gravy (but not stock). Where it says "season to taste", I don't use anything. I guess we enjoy quite a bland diet, but it seems super tasty to me, and my taste buds aren't blown away by anyone else's food, unless it's spicy. I really dislike spicy (plus I'm allergic to chilli and peppers). When my parents cook vegetables boiled in salted water, they taste WAY too salty, though :)

It's getting late now so I will stop and go to bed. I have so much that I want to write, and so many photos and video clips that I recently found time to upload. I feel so behind on sharing those! I will try to post some soon. Thanks for all the sweet comments on my last post!



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