Posted by Sarah on March 10, 2010

Miss Lilly Pilly’s actual birthday was yesterday and I know I probably should have posted this then but really by the end of it I was just to exhausted.

Now I don’t normally go in for the whole hacking on your own child post but seriously sometimes you just need to vent. I had a whole day planned, I was going to seriously spoil this child. See she’s had a little few issues since the bubby has become upwardly mobile and I wanted her to feel special. I imagined taking them out to lunch, maybe a café anyone for giant chocolate milk shakes?? not this one apparently.

From the moment she woke up and became 5, something she’s been dying to do all year, she became little miss I Don’t Need To Do What You Say And You Can’t Make Me. The more I reminded her of my set in stone policy of not going out for special lunches without some proof first that the children I take with me wont set fire to the table cloths, the worse the behaviour got.  In the end we didn’t go anywhere and Lani spent the afternoon screaming “Why can’t you just behave so we can go out” at her sister.

I know it was probably all my fault, it always is right, always blame the parents. But things in my world seem a little full at the moment and I’m fighting sadness and not too good at the pre-emptive strike on potentially explosive behaviour. Meh, you live and learn I now know the third one in line does not like to be the centre of attention (she’s been fine today and actually improved yesterday after all talk of spoiling Lilly was put away). The day ended well though. When everyone came back from all the places that they go during the day we rang my sister and opened presents and Lilly even remembered her manners. 

The beautiful bracelet my sister gave Lilly with a tiny pink teddy on it.

Fairy staring.

This music box also from Jill has been carried around and wound up and wound up all day today. In fact it has been played so much that at one point today I found Eli under the table bashing his ears saying “make it stop, make it stop!”

Jill didn’t leave out the other two either sending them the tiniest ever game of connect four which they love and look, what’s that on Eli’s head? Yes a black beanie. Just what you need in an Aussie March, but he’s thrilled now he’s even BLACKER!

Posted by Sarah on March 10, 2010

This has to be the tastiest maths lesson we’ve had so far. I think I’ll be making my own pattern now, sip of coffee, square of chocolate, sip of coffee square of chocolate, sip of coffee…….

Posted by Sarah on March 8, 2010

Meet Malachi on the left and Finlay on the right. These little guys are both crazy dudes running around full of life never still ready to take on the world. Which is good because they both have to. Both of these tiny little men are battling cancer, I would just like to say cancer sucks and I hate it.

Malachi has just been diagnosed with Bilateral retinoblastoma, cancer in his eyes. He will be spending today at the hospital for final tests and the results of the ones he had last week. By the end of today his parents will know the extent the cancer has spread and the treatment plan for there son. I can’t believe I’m asking you to pray for a second little boy with cancer.

Finlay, who I have asked for pray for before, here and here, has stage 4 Neuroblastoma. He will also be spending today at the hospital. He is in for a bone marrow biopsy and has to fast for this test. This is the second time he has fasted for this same test. Last week after fasting for 26 hours the test was cancelled, please pray it all runs smoothly today. This is oh so much more important when you know he has to gain weight, he has to gain 500g by today or he will have to be supplied with nutrients through a nasal gastric tube. no little boy wants a tube down his nose so please pray that he has gained enough. 

It would be wonderful if you could pass on their stories to everyone you know, add their names to your pray chains think of them when your world becomes quiet we need to cover these boys in pray.

Fight Neuroblastoma is a face book site bringing awareness to this awful disease.

Posted by Sarah on March 6, 2010

Alanah’s 8th and Lillian’s 5th birthday parties were today. And I would just like to say I love my kids. When Glenn and I dissolved into the lounge chairs after attempting to clean up after the technicoloured sugar-coated squeal fest that was this morning they left us in peace. Within seconds of breathing in that quiet we had both sunk into a sleep. A sleep so thick and dark, so far away, so fast that we both woke with a gasp as our consciousnesses tried to force their way back through the bleariness and figure out what on earth just happened. Granted the motives probably weren’t altogether pure as three buckets of chocolates, snakes and jelly beans were consumed while we slept and I think we may have one less bottle of bubble mix but feeling this good at the end of a party day is so worth it. Besides it’s not me that is going to have a belly ache in the morning.

The girls had a blast, all the colours of the rainbow, music, games, food but most of all friends. Those special people that make our eye’s sparkle and our hearts leap whenever we see them. Sharing lifes moments with those ones, some so dear to us that holding them in our minds and chattering about them daily is a natural as sucking the air in and out of our lungs. That is what birthdays are all about.

And a chance to express ourselves, that’s what birthdays are about. A day were we are aloud to paint the world the shade we want it to be. When you are 5 and 8 that colour is dazzling.

oh and don’t ever forget the cake, birthdays are about cake. This common desert becomes a testament to the desires, dreams and fascinations of the year gone by. I can’t wait for those future conversations with Lani  the ones that will go like this “look there’s your rainbow cake, I remember when you were hooked on rainbows. You should have seen the socks you made your grandma buy you”.

Birthdays are also about change. They are a moment in time when I, the mummy, catch my breath and panic a little inside. Look how big they have grown, how long those legs are how mature those faces seem. Have I really been blessed with such an amazingly fantastical job as to help this bunch become big?

Birthdays are about family. Birthdays are about friends. Birthdays are about people, and people celebrate.

So to my darling girls I say this. Don’t ever forget the joy, don’t every lose the sparkle you are amazing creatures celebrate who you are. One gentle and mothering one spirited and adventurous, don’t change, don’t ever be afraid of you. Find your trail and follow it and take all of us along for the ride.

And to my God I say thankyou, thankyou for naming me Mummy.

Posted by Sarah on March 1, 2010

just curious because mine looks like this…

Alanah and Lillian are March babies the same as my sister and I, what can i say it’s just the best month ever. Also as you can imagine a very full one. The only blessing in all this March madness being that the girls love the idea of combined parties. Which is the reason I am still sane because I could not do this two weekends in a row.

This year the girls have requested a rainbow party, which doesn’t sound to hard till you sit down and work out how many little plastic garden pots need little wire handles. All this fiddly wire twisting is because, as all good fairy folk know, you can’t have a true magical rainbow without a pot of gold at its base.

Don’t worry I whinge in jest, I actually find repetitive monotonous craft preparation soothing, sort of.

Besides how many of you out there can say in all honesty that you have all your smarties in order.