It has been a big day today. My youngest son turned 3. My oldest son started in Juniors. My eldest Daughter started her final year at primary school and my middle daughter started her first day at primary school. Also Mrs Berg has started her first year of a 3 year course at university. Busy Morning. I however have a day off. It just happens … Continue reading The First Day of Autumn
In the mornings and before bed I have book ended a special part of my routine. I unroll a yoga mat, sit cross legged on in and silently blot out all my thoughts. Sometimes I even use a little music that I found specially from YouTube I never really thought of meditation as important. It was just something other people enjoyed, or it was part … Continue reading Meditation – My Silence in a Stream of Chatter
Where we live is on a street with a park in it. It is full of children playing constantly. Since we had a previously lived on main roads our kids had never really played out with other kids before so they relished being called for and going out in a gang. It was brilliant. But then we had a chance, an offer to move house, and … Continue reading The Park or the Space?
This week I’m a big meanie because we went to a petting farm where there were rabbits. My oldest daughter had been asking the owners some questions and found out that the particular rabbit she was holding was for sale. She was very insistent that she was going to get this rabbit by the end of the week. I stuck to my guns and she … Continue reading Daddy the “Big Meanie”
Currently Mrs Berg and I are running on empty. It’s a struggle to get up. It’s a struggle to focus. It’s a struggle stay focused. It’s all due to the time old affliction every parent (except that one friend from the school yard pick up, we all have one) experiences, good old sleep deprivation. Because it’s summer, the older kids are up later. The baby keeps … Continue reading Too Tired
My Nana feels she is getting too old. When I spoke to her the other day she told me that one thing she is sad about is that my children will not see her as I saw her. The fun Nana, who babysat us as kids, chasing us round the living room, or making us egg and chips. She always had a lot of … Continue reading A poem for my Nana May
All our friends have a shopping day. They get there mothers or inlaws to sit in while they casually browse the shopping isles. We have a different approach. Its called Chaos… Basically the tactic is distract and shop. I generally run the distraction, (actually I’m sure thats just my full time role within our famliy unit) which involves getting a seperate shopping trolly and pileing … Continue reading Tesco Tactics
