Well its 2 years today since DP was in a serious car accident. Life has been hell and willcontinue to be tough but hey he's still alive. The anniversary is always hard and DP has gone out to help a mate so I worry about him being out at night.

On the up side I landed another casual job today so I am able to help out with the bills a bit so DP does't feel he has to put up with serious pain to support his family.

Also am trying to lose weight andhave found I've lost another half a kilo this week bringing my loss to 2.5 kg in 3 weeks. Hopefuly if I keep this up I might be down to 60kg by my B'day, That would be good.

This was the first day in 4 years that I have had no children to look after. David started back at Kindy today and Rylee has gone to one day of daycare a week. David should have gone yesterday but I got the dates messed up. Doesn't matter everyone thought we had been flooded in as is most of Nth Qld.  Anyway I was a little bored to tell you the truth. I was stuck in town because my partner had the car. I went to the gym - am going to pay for that in the morning, and I visited a friend but I felt lost. oh well I plan to make better use of my time in future- make sure I have the car so I can go home and cruise the internet(I mean do my assignments) and rest if I can- Sleep sleep sleep.

I was worried about how David would be this year at Kindy (he was the problem child last year) but he was great . he went in a unpacked his bag and helped the teachers set things out. He was great all day. So proud of my big boy. With allt he behavioural problems he has I think that they will be OK and that next year when he starts full time prep he will love it.

Rylee has totally dumbounded his carers who I think weer under the impressiont aht since he is still being breastfed that he was going to be clingy and uupset. No such thing- he didn't even look at me when I left (same as his brother when he started daycare) and didn't cry once. He was asleep when I picked him up.

Oh well must make a move on dinner.

Last week our car blew up (almost literally) so we were borrowing a car from the local car yard (its not what you know its who you know around these parts). I just drove it into town to go to work and a stupid dumb suicidal roo jumped in front of me. I'm driving and slow down becasue I can see it a long way away it stops and then when I go to drive pass it jumps in front of me. the fornt bumper is busted and so is the indicator. Now I have to spend tomorrow trying to get a new one. Our car is costing over $3000 to fix because the whole motor must be replaced and the radiator and now this.

It just seems to be one thing after another- I want a break. I'm so sick of taking one step foward and 10 steps backwards. Stupid animals STAY OFF MY ROAD!!!!

ok vent over!

I planned last year that if I could I would have one day to myself this year. I have been lucky to get David in Kindy 3 days (he sooo needs the stimulation) and Rylee is at daycare on Fridays. So rylees first day was today and he loved it. I was so worried as he is so much more a mummies boy than David but he never looked back and had a ball. the daycare lady didn't know it was his first day at any daycare (she just thought he'd never been there before)until lunchtime.

I thought I'd spend time with David doing stuff we try to fit in while Rylee sleeps, but no all he wanted to do was watch a movie 'without Rylee jumping on me'. we did play memory and did some reading so that was nice but I just imagined that he'd want to do stuff with me.

So come the first week of Feb I willhave Fridays to myself so I'm going to spend a couple of hours at the Gym. May as well use the time for some good since my MIL banned me from working or cleaning my house. I just have to stay away from my house becasue if I'm home with no kids I WILL CLEAN!!!!

OK so Since I hadn't done a blog yet I thought I would. then I didn't know what to put in a blog so I thought I would just chat my way through a dilema I had today.

Today I babysat a friends kids. the youngest is 2.5 yrs old. he turned up with a small bag which contained jocks(about 5 pairs) and 2 nappies and no instructions on what to do with what. fair enough I figured I'd go with the flow. Since my son had toilet trained at 23 mths i figured this kids must be ok during the day but perhaps the nappies were for sleeps. that dilema sorted out I was then faced with a demand for a dummy. hello a dummy I thought he had given up his dummy a year ago then the real clincher for me was when he wanted to lay down and rest (with grunts that also were supposed to mean no sleep just rest translated by his older brother) he demanded a bottle of milk. this was the first time he had been left with me alone and I didn't want him upset so I fished out an old bottle I had in the cupboard (thankgod my first would take expressed milk!) and put a little cows milk in it.

Now I was sort of lectured by my CHN becasue my eldest still used a non spill cup at 18mths- thats when I found out recomendations that children should be drinking out of a cup by 18mths old and should no longer use bottles (apparently it can reek havoc on teeth and jaw developement). Anyway thats not the point.

Why didn't his parents tell me about this before they left him here. He can't commnuicate (the only words I understood were his brothers name and when he asked to go home) so his brother had to translate and told me that he wanted the bottle of milk (what does he usually have to go to bed I asked. Bottle & Dummy!) What if they'd been late to be picked up and he needed to go to sleep and I didn't have a bottle lying around (they know I breastfeed)? AHHH