All blissed out and no where to go

Holidays are about family, and up until now that's always meant, for us, visiting our parents/parents-in-law, siblings, nieces/nephews, aunts/uncles and other extended family members. This Easter, for the first time, spending time with the family meant spending time just us - just me and the hubby and our brood. And it was fabulous. Of course I missed the extended family, but being together just us with nowhere to go, no one to prepare for, it was so wonderful. I think the kids felt it too - there was little fighting, little whining, mostly just playing nicely, lots of hugs for the mama and good moods.

So I'm back at work today, but relaxed and feeling pleasant. It's sunny and warm, and I have a 3-and-a-bit day workweek (3 full days and one classroom day, learning a computer program). There should be 4 day weekends more often!

Happy Easter

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We wish you a very blessed Easter, full of joy and wonder.


Every time Katie found a treat hidden she'd say "isn't that magical, while Jonah would yell "yook mama - EGGS!!!". The first year that both of them "got it", and they had a blast discovering each hidden chocolate and toy at their own pace, showing their discoveries to each other, and sharing. It was perfect.

Farm Boy

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Originally uploaded by xerxia.

Took the kids to C's friend's farm on the weekend. We're such city people, but the babes loved it. Jonah got muddy, Katie got to collect eggs and they both chased barn cats. I discovered that horse fur makes my eyes itchy and that nothing tastes as good after a morning outside as french fries from a casse-croute.

Got Blog?

Why do you blog?

When I started blogging it was mostly a way to keep in touch with online friends, then it sort of morphed into a place where I could chat about what was on my mind and what was happening in my life. But lately I'm finding fewer and fewer things I can talk about here. I'd like to talk about my friend who is battling depression and how incredibly worried I am about that friend, about my friend who is critically ill and how worried I am about that friend, about my own struggles with hating work and hating the need to work, the guilt of leaving my kids every morning, the battle to be a better parent, the stupid things I do on an almost daily basis. I want to blog about the people and places around me. Problem is there are too many people I know in real life who read my blog, too many people who would recognise the people I want to blog about regardless of how I try to disguise them. Too many people who would read about my mistakes and then be in a position to hold them against me.

I'm not sure where to go from here. I know there are friends I love dearly who keep track of my life through this ridiculous little blog, and I don't want to let them down. But coming here and blogging all PollyAnna about how wonderful the children are and how great it is that the tulips are starting to poke up is just not me. I spend 8 hours a day putting on that game face for work, I don't want to do it online too.

So the bottom line is I'm still here, we're all fine, and I'm hoping to find that elusive balance between discretion and disclosure.