Thoughtful Thursday


DANCE I love dancing. Dancing makes me happy. I did tap and jazz when I was growing up and I have been dancing for the past 2 years which however has been sidetracked due to fracturing my L5 transverse process in a horse riding accident. This means that dancing fully is off the cards. But when my back is feeling ok I like to crank the music and dance around the house with my son. There is nothing more therapeutic then a good dance.

LOVE –┬áPersonally I think love is overrated. Yes I have been hurt. Pretty badly. Right now I am very happy being single and it is what suits me. One day though I hope to find the one person who can show me what it feels like to really love again. But for now my son is the thing I love most in my life (along with coffee… coffee rates up there!)

SING – I am one of the off tone singers ever! Some how my sister and brother got really decent singing voices (they both got solo’s in the primary school choir – my brother even got an Adelaide solo) but sadly my singing skills failed. Doesn’t stop me from singing though! I quite randomly burst into song. At uni, doing the shopping. Basically anywhere. My son hates my singing! Christmas time I was waking him up in the morning by singing Christmas carols. It’s the funniest thing ever and he was telling me to shush and get out. I will never stop singing. Much to many peoples annoyance!

LIVE –Life happens. There isn’t anything you can do to change that. I chose to live my life with as little stress as I can. Housework not done, Who cares (I say this with a sink full of dishes). I don’t stress about money. As long as I have enough to pay my bills and give us food I don’t need anything else. People don’t like you? That’s their problem not yours. You only have one life so make the most of it!

All my friends are geting married or having babies and I’m just eating cake.


So I have noticed lately that all my friends are starting new relationships, getting engaged/married or having kids. Last year my sister got married, I have had my cousin and a really good friend of mine get engaged, 3 good friends are currently pregnant and another few are planning on trying soon. Not to mention heaps of single friends are in relationships. And I’m just sitting here eating cake. As you all know I am a single mum. I have my son 100% of the time and in the past few years I have had the people who I used to have look after my son once a month to just give me some time to be myself move away. So I don’t get out much. In fact the only time I get out is when there is a major event on and I book a sitter at least a month in advance. I’m happily single. Most of the time. I have my moments when it would be nice to have someone to cuddle up to in bed who doesn’t kick or sleep sideways that I can cuddle up to. I would love to have my special day and get all dressed up and be pretty and cry and be in love. My son would love a baby brother or sister and asks me quite often if he can have one. But in saying that I have been a single mum for almost 5 years now. I have dated a couple of times. nothing serious though. The idea of changing the way that I do things is scary. My son has had me to himself for the last 5 years. It would be a massive change for him to have someone come into our life and have to share his mum. To be honest I really don’t want to have to do that to him. I have gotten to the point that I know my son will never really have someone who he can call dad. I have had friends who are lucky and have met someone while their child is still young so they know their partner as dad. It does make me sad. But there isn’t much I can do about it. I foray into online dating every now and again. But in all honesty I am as happy as I am going to get. I have a beautiful son who I love and cake for and great friends for when I get the chance to have a night off from being a mum. So for now that will do and I will just sit here and eat my cake while everyone else in my life moves forward to the next chapter of their life.

Back to School


Well it is that time of year. Tomorrow school goes back in Australia after 6 weeks of summer holidays. You can hear the collective sound of cheering from mums all around! Me I’m not so happy. I have really enjoyed having my son home these school holidays. He has been really good and I have enjoyed my time with him. He on the other hand is excited to be heading back to Kindy. It’s also very bitter sweet for me. It is his last term at Kindy as on the 29th of April he starts school. Where did my baby go. It seems like it was only yesterday that he was born. He is of course very ready for school and very excited. He will be going to the primary school that I went to when I was little and there are still a few teachers there from when I went there over 15 years ago. It’s a great little school. Only around 300 students. A few of his kindy friends will also be going to that school so he will have some friends there already. But I still do have 12 more weeks where he only goes to kindy 2 days a week so I am looking forward to spending heaps of time with him before he heads off and becomes a school boy. Any others out there who have a child starting school or kindy? How do you plan on coping with it?

I think I am getting too old to party


So last night I headed to a friends 21st birthday. It was a Disney theme and I dressed up as Princess Leia (Loving the fact that Disney brought the Star Wars franchise). It was a fun night with friends and I am glad I went. Being a single mum I don’t get out a lot so it was a rare night out. After the party I headed out to the pubs and clubs with friends. I have known this for a while but I am way too old to go out and party like I used too! Back when I was 18 and 19 I used to go out every Thursday, Friday and Saturday night. I would head out at about 9 pm and not go home until the club closed. I could dance all night, chat to random strangers and just have an awesome night with friends. Now when I go out I feel old against all the young pretty skinny things, I am intimidated by all the really good looking guys (where were they all hiding 12 years ago!) and pretty much as soon as I get out all I can think about is getting home and having a nice cup of coffee and curling up in bed. Plus I miss my boy. So when did I become so old?!? I am so glad that I only go out like this a couple of times a year. I have even started getting hangovers. All through my younger days I would very rarely get a hang over. I was known as one of the most annoying morning after people as I would be up at 7 am and be bright and bubbly bouncing around whilst others were nursing sore heads. But for the last year I have been getting hangovers and a night out or big drinking session takes about 3 days to recover. I have also gotten extremely unko. I used to rip up the dance floor. Now I get out there and feel like the biggest loser dancing! So again I am wondering when I got so old and granny like. I guess that is what happens when your a mum. Do you still go out and party the night away or are you like me and would much prefer having a coffee at home and curling up in bed with a good book/sleep!

Australia Day


Australia Day is held on the 26th of January. It’s a day which we like to celebrate all things Aussie. Since 1994 it has been an Australian national public holiday (we Aussies love any excuse to have a day off!). It’s a time for BBQ’s with family, the beach, a few beers with friends and relaxing. The day is filled with breakfast in the park, concerts, the swearing n of new citizens, fireworks and sporting events. The 26th of January is also an important day in Australia’s history. It is the date in which the first fleet made land at Sydney Cove. We live in a great land which welcomes everyone who comes here. So I thought it would be great to celebrate all things Australian

Now I would love to know. Where in the world are you from? What makes where you live unique? What special day do you celebrate? If your from Australia what is your favourite thing about this country?