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It’s Mother’s Day

It’s Sunday here in Australia and Mother’s Day. I’m not getting any presents. No meals will be prepared for me today. I will still be doing household things, and making sure everything is ready for school tomorrow.
I love my mum and everything she has done for the four us kids. I have nothing but admiration for single parents, yes parents. Even single dads who have mostly/all custody have to be mum sometimes. Especially if they have daughters.

Today though I have a different take on it. Mother’s day isn’t about presents and material things. It is about the being of a being a mother. It’s how I feel about being a mother. Especially now they’re teens.

Mother’s day is everyday my kids talk to me. Without grunting.
Mother’s day is every day they smile and high-five me.
Mother’s Day is everyday they let me hug them, without the grumbling.
Mother’s Day is every time they thanks me for something.
Mother’s Day is the odd times they do things, completely without being asked.
Mother’s day is everyday they wake up, healthy, and reasonably happy.
Mother’s Day is every day knowing I have raised pretty cool kids.
Mother’s day is everyday when we poke fun at each other, and still laugh about it.
Mother’s day is everyday.

Never mind Santa, my family came to town.

I am the youngest of four and Christmas week, all but one of us were in my house. Kids and one partner included. My eldest sister lives overseas so coming home very year is not a possibility, especially with her own extended family in her adopted home.

As a family we all get on pretty well. There are always plenty of laughs and loads of fun. Not so many arguments. Whether that is from not needing to say anything or diplomacy it doesn’t matter. Even the kids get on well, with few issues.

It is during these times of big family get togethers that I am happy I had my kids early, or at least that they are the eldest. Makes for a few less things to worry about. Back in the day when I was the only one with kids, it was awkward for me. Several times over the past week it was mentioned that ‘No, we do not want any more kids..’ As cute and lovely as our nieces and nephews are.

The ages of the kids last week were, 16, 13, and two lots each of 9, 5 & 2. Yeah, our house was busy and noisy and only a couple of times when the Mr 2 got a little rough. Because of this age gap, my older two were in their boy cave mostly until we dragged them out. I am not immune to their negative points, but they were polite, helpful and played well with the younger ones. Teenagers maybe, but good kids none the less.

You would think that with this meany people all hell would break loose. Not so. It was amazingly well organised. We never ran out of hot water between showers, baths and constant washing up. A routine of sorts was set quite early on, and it seemed to work. I even had to fight my way to the sink a few times, I like washing up, and have never been beaten to it in my own house. I think am definitely the home body out of all us. They kept telling me to sit and relax, and even scoffed at how neat their folded washing was ‘did you iron this?’ I just do it if it needs doing. And in a strange way, enjoy it. Necessary evil, but why hate it when it still has to be done.

My brother and his family came with the idea to just sit and chill and do pretty well nothing. This was done easy to accommodate and a date night was included. With 3 extra baby sitters how hard could it be. Mr 5 and Miss 2

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My sister arrived with plans to visit a few friends and other family. Misters 5 & 2 and Miss 9

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while I just potted about and kept the washing machine and coffee pot going as required, and enjoyed hubby’s company – he came home earlier than expected!

One day was spent at Huonville, just under an hours drive away, where we commandeered the bbq hut and spent a lovely day of family and fun. After lunch all but mum and I went for a ride in the paddle boats before ice creams were bought and devoured in the warm afternoon sun.

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Back at our house kids dragged various parents down the hill to the beach where they could hunt for crabs under the rocks, or explore the bush line. A few times we got our timing wrong and the tide was in so no playing could happen.

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The house was very quiet the day they left. Everyone had driven out by 8.30 for either a long drive or an early flight out of Hobart. A few misplaced items were found, but by all accounts packing was done with minimal left overs. Gotta be a first.
Now, as I write this, hubby is just a day away from heading back to work for 3 weeks in PNG and my eldest has arrived in Qld for his holiday. We had a very lazy New Year’s Day which included a short walk with the dog and a game of beach naughts and crosses.

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Jennifer 🙂

Christmas and Family G & T

Oops, it’s Sunday, a day late, but I can be forgiven as I’ve just had my brother and sister here with one partner and all their kids. So I’ve been busy. Really?! Eight extras for a week.

This week’s G & T

– Over 9 or 10 days with extra kids from ages 9 down to 2 (my eldest 2 stayed well clear most of the time) and 3 more adults there were no major upsets or arguments, and everyone pitched in mostly to help out with cooking and cleaning up, and only 1 thing broken – considering these kids just did not stop.

– I am kind of proud of myself. I love my kitchen, and keeping it clean (not the oven, but who does that?) and tidy. With all these people and therefore things and food and stuff spread across the kitchen and dining table for most of the time, I did not lose the plot and go postal about the mess. I let it roll, but then again I had to almost fight to do the washing up. So many helpful hands. I was told off about not sitting down, but I like washing up.

– I love that I have the oldest of all the kids. I rarely had to worry or hassle them about their behaviour and could concentrate on other things – like enjoying the company of my brother, his wife and my sister. They were pretty good and when we went out they played with their cousins and showed me they are nice teenagers.

– Everyone has their own discipline style. They do what suits them and their personalities and that is fine. Hubby and I are at the stricter end of the scale, giving firm boundaries. I like that my brother and his wife are of the same persuasion. One sister is very loose and relaxed (her 3 kids are as well behaved as ours) and I have no idea about our other sister. But with one child, I would think a lot of things are easier…

– and then just this morning a friend rang and asked if we wanted to go the movies with them this afternoon as they had extra tickets. Good timing, as I had just mentioned about how much i would like to see the exact same movie.

We have good friends and a wonderful family ❤

Jennifer 🙂

Family matters

(Awesome news alert!!, well for me anyway)

Thirty years is a long time. I was 5 or 6 and can barely remember what happened.  there are snippets, and of course the photos to jog the memory.  But that is it.

Hubby’s family is huge!  His father is one of 11 or 12 and with each of those having say 3 kids then say 2+ kids in the next generation makes for one very large family.  I have met most of them on our various travel throughout Queensland and the like, others I’m friends with on Facebook, and of course there are more I have not met. So in short , hubby has a squillion first cousins.

Me, however.  I come from two small families, each with only 3 kids where only two of those had kids (my parents included).  I have 6 first cousins.  I have never met 2 of them.
The other four – I finally met, for the first time in 30+ years this weekend just gone.  It would have been made better if my parents could have been there or any of my siblings, but sometimes it doesn’t work out that way.  It was made that little bit easier for my by having my aunt and uncle on hand as we shared the catering for lunch.  Made for quite a few less nerves running through me.

Meeting people for he first time is always a little nerve-wracking, will you like them, will we get on (at least enough to not be arguing all the time) will they want to catch up again? But meeting four of them + partners was akin to an invasion – actually that was how it was put in the emails that were flying about. Family invasion!

Having only half the ‘things’ to worry about made me all the more relaxed – if you could call it that – and squeezing them all into my house was something else again. And I needn’t have worried.
They are totally cool, really great people and it was one big happy family. Seriously, no egos in the room, everyone casual and laughing, really relaxed. I felt completely at home.

Now I’ve never been one to think I have missed out on things, or to have felt that not having them around that something was missing from my life, but I am so glad they are in it now.  My kids know most of their immediate cousins, and my cousins’ kids all know and get on with their cousins.  The way is should be.  In a perfect world maybe.  Your cousins can be the first friends you have, and are often long-lasting friendships.  A little bit of ‘same same, but different’.

From here, they only live an hour’s air flight away so the possibilities of getting to see them (now we’re in touch again) is much more likely.

Why have we not got in touch before. Who knows, It’s no ones fault and it has been pretty easy if any of us have wanted to make the move to contact.  I have thought about them over the years, but as things go, never did anything about it. I’m just happy to have them in my life and maybe for my kids to meet theirs someday.  At least the age groups are about the same. My two eldest have long been a bit ‘left out’ as they are often a lot older than the other kids.

I would love to post a pic of the five of us, but am still waiting for approval.  So I’ll say now, I look a little like the only male cousin, who is also the ‘baby’ of the family, am only slightly taller than the eldest (we share the same middle name and similar height deficiencies).

Here is the picture of my self and the four cousins (permission granted) + one with their partners.

Kim, troy, me, Jo and Nikki

 

clockwise from back left: Gary, Nikki, Troy, Kelly, Kim, Nino, Jo and Allen

We have all agreed it will not be long again, and I look forward to many more get togethers now the ‘reunion’ has happened.

Who else has met family members after a long time?
Did you remember them?
Did it work out well for you aswell?

Keep smiling 😀
Jennifer