Thursday, May 31, 2012

Blogging Take II

Well, I guess I can add "blogging" to the list of things I have started and not followed through on.... like sewing, scrapbooking, quilting, jewellery making, being a fitness fanatic.... hmmm... I suppose I use up all my commitment on my family and friends, and there just isn't enough left over for "stuff".

The landscape has changed a little since my last post.... almost two years ago (!). We now have four kids, with a beautiful little boy, now one, added to the mix. We've also recently moved back to my husband's home town, where we will be sure to take advantage of the relatives (read: babysitters) nearby.

I have given up paid work, in favour of the much more demanding, but also much more rewarding, world of unpaid work. Before any of you jump the gun, and assume I have become a housewife, I'd like to share a little poem with you. Because I am absolutely crap with most forms of technology, and cannot figure out how to format it in here, the poem appears at the end of my post :-)

Added to my list of things to do: learn about computers and how blogger actually works properly, including fonts, formatting, signatures etc. Until then, bear with me.....

So, I am going to give this blogging thing another go. I am not going to commit to blog every day, or to provide awesome tips and tricks to keep your home organised, I don't have natural alternatives to commercial cleaning products and sometimes my recipes are an abolute disaster and we have eggs for tea. What I will promise, however, is to post somewhat regularly, when I think I have something of note to say, or have heard/seen something really funny/ interesting/disturbing that I feel I simply must share. Who knows, if I give it a chance, blogging may turn out to be my thing.... or one of my things. Maybe not, but we'll see.

Excuse This House
Author unknown
Some houses try to hide the fact
That children shelter there
Ours boasts of it quite openly
The signs are everywhere
For smears are on the windows
Little smudges on the doors
I should apologise I guess
For the toys strewn on the floor
But, I sat down with the children
And we played and laughed and read
And if the doorbell doesn’t shine
Their eyes will instead
For when at times I am forced to choose
The one job or the other
I want to be a housewife
But first I’ll be a mother.

Have a great weekend,
Sally