My Business...

Sorry. I apologise I’m still here, just not blogging. I’ve been catching up on all my favourite blogs and do so daily, sometimes even twice daily however my poor blog has been neglected. So time for an update I think.

Perhaps I’ll update later as I really don’t have time to update. Kidding. That would be a bit mean wouldn’t it, coming in here to update my blog to say that I can’t update it at the moment.

The reason for me being a bit absent lately is because I’ve decided to take on my own little business. We’ll call it ‘a business’ others will call it ‘party plan’. Now before you all roll your eyes and think party plan believe me I AM NOT THE SELLING OR PARTY PLAN TYPE OF PERSON, trust me I’m not. So this has come to a complete surprise to even myself. Why the heck am I even doing it? onestly I have no clue. Let me tell you some more…

Some of you may know recently I held an ‘adults toy’ party with my sister. I really wanted a fun night in with some girls, sipping on champagne and cocktails and having a giggle over all the products. I had wanted to do this party for some time but had real trouble finding anyone that did it in Canberra. I was lucky to find one company that did and I got in contact with the consultant. She had only just started and I was her first party. I didn’t know what to expect as I had never been to a party like this before. The party was ok but honestly it should have been better. The consultant really had no clue what she was selling, wasn’t passionate about it and to be honest I could have done a better job. In fact I know I could have. I ended up explaining all the products to the girls. In fact I sold 3 of this one type of ‘toy’ to some girls because I claimed it to be fantastic. If it wasn’t for me I’m not sure she would have even made sales.

So this got me thinking. Could I do a better job? Did I want to do a better job? This isn’t the first time this thought had occurred. Everyone on the night encouraged me to join and suggested I become a consultant. I laughed it off and said I’d think about it.

Since then I have been thinking about it and it excites me. Its hard to explain but I get so excited about the prospect of doing this. I have been researching companies looking at my options and I have joined a company and will be the first in Canberra to consult for this company. I’m yet to receive my kit and start parties but I’m well in the process. Me, selling vibrators am I for real? I think I am.

So there you have it ladies. Who would have thought? I certainly wouldn’t have. I’m definitely not doing this for the money as I have a nicely paid job where I work 3 days a week. I’m not doing this because I love to work, because I don’t. I’m doing this for me. I think I will enjoy it. I can have parties when and where I want, and to be honest I’m looking forward to the night out once a week.

Now the hard part is to hide all the toys from the boys. Let me tell you from personal experience vibrators are very fascinating things for little toddlers and should be kept hidden or in high places at all times…

Until next time

Nicole x

Our Story.

As many of you all know I'm a member of Essential Baby. Its how I met most of you lovely ladies.

Well this month I was given the opportunity to be the feature member and tell my story. This is our STORY.

Most of you already know about Julian and his mass but for others out there I really wanted to share the message of hope and to never EVER give up. Miracles do happen as one happened to me.

Until next time

Nicole x

We have ourselves....

I have a secret to admit about our family and I just feel so dirty. We all do.

We have worms.

Please tell me someone out there has also been infested with this horrible parasite! Perhaps it is just our family but for us it hasn’t been as simple as just taking some chocolate combantrim.

It all started last year…

Can’t remember when exactly but a good few weeks before Christmas we noticed Hugh was scratching his bum an awful lot. I’ll admit seeing this did make me think worms but I immediately replaced that thought with ‘un wiped bum’. It also happened around the same time Hugh became independent with taking himself to the toilet so you can’t blame me for thinking that.
I made a note to start ensuring he and I wipe his bum extra well. Luke was also aware of this.

Fast forward to Christmas where my mum made yet another comment about worms and said “for god sake promise me you’ll worm the boy”. I agreed, I could no longer assume it was from not wiping his bum. Luke was still adamant that Hugh did not have worms. Eew. No way. Luke also insisted that he has never had worms in his life and just couldn’t accept that perhaps his son had.

During dinner (yes our Christmas meal, dinner topics in my family have always been very, um, non traditional) we discussed worms. It was during this conversation that I think Luke finally agreed that perhaps we should worm Hugh as Luke put it ‘just in case’.

I wanted to find the nearest Chemist immediately but as it was Christmas Eve, I had to wait until Boxing Day. In the coming days I did research and let me tell you googling worms and finding all about intestinal worms, is well, disgusting!

Boxing Day couldn’t come quick enough and it was also this day I discovered something so horrific I still don’t think I’ve recovered. I had worms. How could this be? I haven’t had an itchy bum, didn’t feel any different, I wanted to be in denial but couldn’t as I had seen the evidence. I also had another confirmed case Julian. I broke the news to Luke who still insisted that he was the most hygienic person ever (which he is) and there would be no way he was infested. Luke made the comment of ‘they have obviously skipped me’.

I didn’t want to argue and told him it was his choice whether or not to take the tablets. Luke later that day came to me and asked "where are those tablets as I might just have a few, you know just in case". I wanted to say something so bad but didn’t. You see Luke asked for the tablets not long after he had been to the toilet himself. I think we have another confirmed case!

So we all took our pills and went on with life. One week later Hugh was still scratching so we took our second dose which was our first mistake. You are meant to take them two weeks apart, well we waited 6 days. 1 week later again, we still all have them. We are currently on our second treatment, different brand. I’m also giving the boys a natural herbal tablet that helps the body clear itself from worms. I have also scrubbed, washed sheet, towel, bedding after bedding, wiped down every surface and I seriously think I can’t go on. How can anyone get rid of these fuckers? Excuse my language but that is what they are. Give me nits any day. Its those darn eggs, they live for up to 2 weeks and can even become airborne. We have no hope.

Please tell me that your family has been through something similar and that there is a light at the end of the tunnel (no pun intended).

I feel so gross.

Until next time

Nicole x

I'm not old.

I'm going to start doing this more as Hugh gives me a dozen of these a week. Those random quotes and sayings that just pop out of nowhere.

Tonight's was, as I was tucking him into bed

"Mummy" Hugh asked with a serious look on his face

"Yes Hugh" I replied

"I'm not old because I have brown hair"

God love children and their logic.

Until next time

Nicole x

Beginning of a new decade...

It’s the beginning of a new decade and this decade will see me in my 30’s. I think this will be the decade of me.

~My Decade~

The last decade was spent in my 20’s and a lot happened, I travelled, started a career, met my partner, moved out of home, bought a home, sold a home, bought another home, had my first son then later had another. It was a busy decade, with a lot of ‘firsts’. You will also note there is no marriage in there, sadly I don’t think a decade will ever come when this such event occurs.

This decade I believe will be just about me. The decade for me. I have no clue how or why exactly but I hope to discover who I am and what I want out of life. At the moment and some days I feel as though I’m just plodding along. Don’t get me wrong I’m happy and not at all dissatisfied with my life, in fact I feel very blessed to have everything that I do. I just want more, not in a greedy way but I want more out of me. I guess some will call this finding their purpose in life . Well I want to discover mine. I feel as though I have something to offer and something to give but am holding it in. I want to discover what that is and to be honest I’m hoping it just comes to me as I have no clue what it is and I’m not exactly ‘soul searching’ to look for it.

This decade will also see my boys start school and will end with Hugh starting high school and becoming a teenager. Will this decade see another child for Luke and I? To be honest, I’m really not sure. At the moment it’s almost like I’m forcing myself to want another one as though I should but I have absolutely no desire or urge to have another right now. I just know if another child is out there for us it will make itself known and I will feel that uncontrollable and forceful urge that I felt with both Hugh and Julian. So I guess that still remains to be seen (or felt).

~My Boys ... will there be a sibling?~

This decade will also see some major changes in my immediate family. First there is my mother’s health which is deteriorating and fast. You will also notice it’s something I don’t talk about on here. Perhaps I should but at the moment I can’t. Sometimes in life , actually quite often I take the approach if I don’t talk about it, ignore it and refuse to accept it, it will go away. In this situation it will never go away and some day I’m going to have to face it. When I do, I will blog about it as the emotions I’m going to feel are going to be so strong and I know I won’t be able to turn to Luke about it for support. Luke has never been one to offer a shoulder to cry on and it’s the one thing I hate, actually not hate as that’s a nasty word but the one thing I really dislike about him and our relationship.

This decade I also hope to become an Aunty, I’m pretty sure I will too and my niece will be here. I also say with much confidence that it will be a niece. My brother and sister in law will have a little girl, I just know it. Perhaps this is the girl I feel around me?

~Will they make me an aunt?~

My sister I believe this decade will become engaged and possibly married. Can’t wait for that, I also hope she moves out of home and buys herself a place.

~Wedding Bells?~

Brewstar. Sadly he will pass this decade. I don’t know how I’m going to handle that or worse still Hugh. He just loves Brewstar. They are still best of buddies.

~Brewstar~

~A friend to us all~

I guess I’ll only know the answers to the above in a decade’s time.

Happy New Year to you all my dear blogger friends and I hope this decade is also a decade for you and is filled with nothing but happiness, health, love and laughter because honestly, what else could you ask for in life…

Until next time

Nicole x

Christmas 2009

Christmas 2009 started early. Real early. 5.20am to be exact. Normally bad enough in itself being woken at that hour by an excited 3.5 year old but made worse due to myself not going to bed until 1am!!

Somehow however I did manage Christmas day quite well with only 4 hours sleep.

Our festivities started Christmas Eve this year as we celebrated Christmas Eve with my family. We enjoyed lots of good food, lots of it, great cocktails and the boys were spoilt rotten (as usual).

Christmas Day we spent having Lunch with Lukes family and later that evening I popped in for a couple of drinks and game playing (The Smart Ass Board Game, its great!) with my mum and sister. My gorgeous mum every Christmas also celebrates her birthday. Although I think that would suck she however tells us she has loved it later in life as the day is never about her. Bless.

I will end this entry with some photos of Christmas 2009.

~Hughs Stash from Santa~

~Julians Stash From Santa~

~Hugh and his Stocking~

~Julian and stocking~

~Hugh opening Presents ... Julians present!~

~The biggest hit. A $4 fishing rod that catches fish which was in his stocking~

~Julians Biggest hit. The food. Man that boy can eat~

Until next time

Nicole x

Arrgh Christmas.

Its that time of year again. Its hard to get into the festivities of Christmas when you have the naughtiest of naughty 3.5 year old.

For Christmas I know what I want. I want a well behaved Hugh and not the 3.5 year old I have at the moment. Three is such a BAD age, I don't care what they say, it can be cute but its so challenging.

Hugh is starting to get excited about Christmas, so much so that I thought I could use the threat of 'no Santa'. I have tried calling Santa, telling him he won't get his 'Thomas Gate' that he so desperately wants but what does Hugh say?

"I don't want Santa to come to my house, I don't want presents"

So that doesn't work.

I also think its safe to say that your 3.5 year old clealy doesn't care too much about Christmas when he does this to the Christmas tree

~Our Christmas Tree, all 7 foot of it, sideways~

If he isn't wrecking our Christmas tree, he is making mountains out of couch. I'm totally in control of my three year old.

~Hugh, free to good home~

Its the latest thing in this house. The 'mountain' game. Right now as I sit here, our couch looks as it does in these photos.

~Mountain game~


~My children are there somewhere~

Boys will be boys.

Merry Christmas to all. I will post about our Christmas festivities once the Chaos of Christmas winds down.

Until next time

Nicole x