I have a little garden

I grew up watching my dad build all our gardens with his own hands, he loved it, I always wished I could do it. I have had a few pot plants and they all died and I am not particularly good with pets either but I just moved into a little place and I have a little garden. And I want it to be pretty, I want it to have flowers and I want the rose bushes to bloom and I want a little succulent area and I want to grow my own herbs. This is the plan anyway.

So we started by pruning the rose bushes. I have had 2 roses already bloom!

Then we bought some seeds, not realising it takes months to have any flowers but we have little sprouts coming out the ground so they growing.

We (got the bf) to go steal succulents from around the area for my little area were I just want succulents, we waiting for them to root so we can plant them.

And then I got impatient and went to the nursery and bought some flowers to plant so we had actual flowers to look at and watch grow and yes I got my hands dirty. I'm going to head back to the nursery this weekend to buy a few more because it really isn't that expensive and I really enjoyed doing it. Go figure, I might have found a hobby without even trying.

 

Failing house wife

As you get older, life just gets harder and organisation seems to be necessary. I'm not very good at organisation, I am not very good at keeping it all together and keeping on top of things and since starting a 9-5 it really has all fallen apart and I fail at a house wife, not that I am a wife but I fail at keeping my house together.

After working 9 hours, sitting in traffic to work and back, fetching Aiden from my parent s house and getting home at 6pm the last thing I feel like doing is cooking, so we eat toast, or porridge, or if I am feeling a little energetic, golden smackeroos with oven chips.

My bed is never made in the morning even though I do tidy the lounge and the kitchen, dishes are washed once a week and then when the domestic comes.

I don't do laundry. I buy Aiden enough clothes to last him a week and I have enough clothes to last me a few months before everything is dirty so that to is left for the domestic who comes once a week.

If it wasn't for the bf Aiden probably would be bathed twice a week.

I know I need to plan better, I know I just need to suck it up and cook healthy meals that are not eaten in front of the tv. I know I have to try harder. I know I have to get up even earlier to get some exercise in my day and I know I need to eat better before I become a full blown diabetic because that's where my sugar levels are headed.

I just suck as a house wife.

I seriously don't know how woman do it, how do you have a full time career and a family and a good toned body and a happy partner. I am exhausted.

It was easier when I worked for myself, I ran my own times. Now it's all a jumbled mess and I am drowning in not enough time, to much responsibilities and a wrath of guilt.

A Family shoot

A few weeks ago we were lucky enough to get a family shoot by the talented Jon Jon Hess photography, the day was filled with fun, laughs and amazing weather for the middle of winter. Jon Jon made us feel all at ease and some how performed miracles and got beautiful shots of my son and got him to work with the camera which is not easy task.

I couldn't be happier with the images and highly recommend him for any kind of photography you are needing, engagement shoots, weddings, family shoots, model portfolios or even campaign and event work.

Go give him a like on Facebook they often running competitions and you could win a shoot for yourself.

Here are some of my favourite shots.

Bullying defused

My worries of Aiden being bullied still stands, he still comes home and tells me he is being hurt by so and so kid and he is picking up their bad behavior of spitting and kicking shins which I am less than happy about but his school have taken it in their stride and tried to help come to a conclusion or should I say some kind of solution.

I do love Aiden's school and that is why he is still there, it is a good school and they can't be held completely liable for the fact that they have uncontrollable children, it does happen. The fact that Aiden has a teacher he happily goes to in the mornings and that he is taught well and does extra murals and does school concerts and plays outside and I do feel safe leaving my kid there, those things count.

Bullying or bad behaviour of other children will probably happen in every school and will continue through out Aidens life so I am teaching him at home that he must stand up for himself and I talk to him about why he mustn't be mean to others but mustn't tolerate people being mean to him.

It's a hard situation to be thrown in because I don't want to dismiss what Aiden is telling me as just "kid talk" because I am happy he feels safe enough to tell me but I also don't want to be a over paranoid parent.

All in all, betweens the meetings with the school and giving it time and seeing how Aiden carries on I will make a decisions accordingly but for now I still love Aiden's school and think it is the best in the area.

To Aidens Biological Family

Hi there.

Remember me.

I gave birth to your grandson and your nephew.

You were there when he was born.

You held him in your arms.

You made promises he will always be loved and have everything he needs.

Then you were gone.

You wiped your hands of your sons responsibilities of looking after him.

You wiped your hands of YOUR responsibilities to my son, to your grandson, to your nephew.

You broke your promises.

You walked away.

You walked away just because I told you I was struggling financially.

You walked out on an innocent, loving, kind and courageous little boy.

You gave up on knowing and watching your blood grow up.

You are no better than your sons total disregard of having a child in this world that he does not look after.

I pity you.

I hate the fact that by your actions you have hurt my precious boy.

You don't deserve the title, grandma, grandpa or auntie.

You don't deserve my child.

You don't deserve your blood.

You walked away from one of life's most amazing blessings.

And all I pray for is that one day, one day you regret your decision, one day you feel the same pain you bestowed upon my child and me, one day you feel the guilt of your actions.

I hope you preparing your speech for the day Aiden confronts you, I hope you honest and don't turn around and blame me like cowards, I hope one day you can some how make up to my son the life time you have given up.

P.S you make me sick.