Posts Tagged ‘mother’

The Joke’s On Me….

So I’m 26 this year and I don’t drive. I have my learner’s permit, and I know how to drive a little (there are some things that i don’t know how to do, e.g. 3-point turn, reverse park etc) but I don’t feel comfortable in the drivers seat and therefore have not been motivated enough to go out and obtain my full licence. Although this is not an ideal situation, especially when I have two children, but in all honesty, I’ve allowed myself to continue on it this matter because others make it so easy for me to do so. My mother lives very close by and also works in my town and has been a tremendous help in getting me too and from places that I want/need to go. It also means that we get to spend more time together. But this help has just enabled me to keep from taking that uncomfortable step and learning how to drive properly. Also, the fact that my husband does not want to help me and teach me to drive also makes it easy on me to keep on in this way. And as you probably have guessed, I walk a lot.

You are probably thinking that I ABSOLUTELY need to get my permit because of my two children. I mean, what if they are sick? What if they need emergency medical attention? What will I do in that situation? Well, I am a full member of the Ambulance Service, which means I do not pay any fees for using the paramedics services. Also my husband does drive and again, my mother is very close by. I know that there may be a situation in which those options are not at my disposal, and what then? This is the main reason why I am biting the bullet and making my husband allow me to drive, making myself get in that drivers seat and do whatever I need to do to rectify this situation.

Anyway, I told you this tid-bit of information as some background on the actual point of this post.

Today I was made to feel like a laughing stock, and I was made to feel that way by my mother and my brother.

So this morning I sent my mother asking her whether she was working today. And that I was wondering whether she could run me down the street as I needed to do a bit of shopping but the pram wouldn’t be able to hold all the goods. She wasn’t working, in fact she was actually in a town about 45 minutes from our town. She was shopping for lawn mowers. She had recently mentioned that she would be doing this with the assistance of my brother. Normally my brother would be working on a Tuesday. This is the following conversation between myself, my brother and my mother, all via text message…

Me to Mum:   Has Sedrick* got the day off?

Mum to Me:   don’t know

Me to Mum:  I thought you were going with Sedrick to do that?

Mum to Me:   when I ready to buy one

Me to Mum:   Oh ok. So do you think that you’ll be back this way in time to take me down?

Mum to Me:   It will be about 3:30 when I get to Sale**

Me to Mum:   That’s ok with me if you are willing to take me down

Mum to Me:   I was going to do some shopping first

Me to Mum:   Ok. That’s fine.

Sedrick to Me:   Do you know where Mum is? she not answering her phones.

Me to Sedrick:  She is T’gon looking at mowers and stuff.

Me to Mum:   Sedrick is trying to contact you

Mum to Me:     What for?

Me to Mum:    I dunno, I’ll ask him

Me to Sedrick:   Mum wants to know what you want

Sedrick to Me:   To see if she wants to play golf on the weekend

Me to Sedrick:   Ok

Me to Mum:    He wants to know if you want to play golf on the weekend.

Sedrick to Me:  If you with her, can you ask her?

Me to Sedrick:  I’m not with her, but I already asked her, just waiting on a response.

Me to Mum:  Sedrick asked me to ask you if you want to

Mum to Me:    I will give a ring

Me to Sedrick:  Mum said she would give you a call  

So from the above conversation any normal person would assume that Mum was alone and that Sedrick was obviously working like he was supposed too.

Well, was I ever wrong!!

When my mother came around this afternoon, she arrived at 3pm. Early, but not unlike her. We had some small-talk and the general questions about her shopping arose –

A)  Did she find a mower she liked ? (She had but didn’t buy it)

B)  Had she done her shopping? (Yes)

C)  Did she want to bring it in and put the cold stuff in the fridge? (It was already at her house)

It was then that I started getting confused.

D) I thought you weren’t getting to Sale until 3:30?

And then for some reason she asked who did I think she was with today. Now I was totally confused! Then she had informed me that Sedrick had been with her the entire time! And it was actually him that was doing all the text messages.

Well, I felt so stupid and HURT!  Here I was just going about my day and trying to help out my brother by passing on messages and there they were knowingly leading me on, out-right lying to me, and laughing at me behind my back. I mean, I could kind of expect it from my brother, but not in a million years did I ever expect it from my mother.

I made a quip about her having a good laugh at my expense and then she said that Sedrick was the one who was doing it, that she was driving etc.

I then had the following text-sation  with my brother:

Me to Sedrick:   Have a good laugh?

Sedrick to Me:  Yep… thanks

Me to Sedrick:  Glad I could be of service. Feel free to have a laugh at my expense and make me the brunt of your jokes anytime!

Sedrick to Me:  Mum told me what to write

Me to Sedrick:  Yeah well, she is blaming it on you

Sedrick to Me:  Well, she would.

And that’s where I left it.

Apparently today, the joke was on me!

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* Sedrick is not his real name… for some unknown reason I have the urge to protect his identity.

** Sale is another town close to my home town where we regularly go to do grocery shopping.

 

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Picture Perfect!

ICEKHAL 

I know it’s a bit a late, but I just had to share with you my two precious children, KHAL and ICE! It was ICE’s first real christmas where she had a small amount of understanding what Santa was all about. Of course KHAL had no idea, but he had a great day anyway – lots of babbling.

I can’t wait until Christmas this year.

I know, we just got over last Christmas and already I can’t wait for the next one?  Insane, absolutely, but hear me out…

It will be our first Christmas at home as a family by ourselves. Up until now, we’ve always spent Christmas morning at the inlaws. This year I’m looking forward to ICE running in and jumping on us in excitement, letting us know that Santa had been and could she open her presents, puh-leaasssee??!!! It’s what we did to my parents when we were still young and I know that it was as much fun for them as it was for me and my four brothers.

A pretty good reason to look forward to Christmas already – especially when you see the smiles on those kids’ faces!

Cooling off

I just gave KHAL his first shower this afternoon in the hopes of feeling a little fresher and cooling off a bit in this heat. I think he may have enjoyed it! There were no tears, no wimpering and a few smiles!
I’m glad because ICE hates showers. It used to be a whole stage production when I would even try to wash her hair! Thankfully she is getting better, but she still refuses to go in the shower. Baby steps I guess.

Fancy Seeing You Here In A Place Like This…

Hello World!

So this is my new place to vent…

I used to vent in the form of poetry at various poetry forums but for some reason, it became less and less satisfying.

Alas, what is a girl to do? Why, blog of course!!

Maybe here I can get down what I really feel, work through it with the help of all of you and possibly (hopefully) create some great friendships along the way.

So, ok.

I don’t really know where to start… A bit about me I would suppose…

So, I’m married. Mother of two beautiful children. A  3 year old daughter, ICE and a 3 month old son, KHAL. Obviously these are not their actual names, however they are abbreviations (of sorts) of their actual names. Yes I have the perfect pigeon pair. I know, I’m lucky. But so are many other mums.

I live in the state of Victoria, Australia. My home is in a small town of about 3000 people. It’s quiet here. We live in the nice part the township. But it’s weird here too. We’ve been here for about 4 years, owned a local business for most of that time, but we are not considered “locals” and we won’t be until we have lived in the same house for the last 30 years. In a town this small, most of everybody knows or knows of most of everybody else. Gossip is rife! For example there was a rumour not so long ago that my DH and myself were going to purchase the local ABC daycare centre as the company went into receivorship. The business we last owned was a small supermarket/petrol station – totally different profession! It’s funny because DH and I had never even spoken to one another about the fact the centre was going to be up for sale, let alone even consider the idea of buying it ourselves! I have no idea how these types of rumours start, and I guess all you can do is laugh at the gossips and anyone who believes them and then passes it on!

I am currently a stay at home mother, and proud of it I must say! I love being home with my kids, watching them grow and develop everyday. Yes, my daughter goes to childcare twice a week. Many of you might think that I should keep her home because I don’t go out into the workforce and earn a wage, but let me tell you – if you saw how much she LOVED going there, how much she has blossomed – socially and intellectually – then I dare you to tell me again how she should be at home.

Initially when we first put her into daycare, she was one year old and I had no choice as I had to go to work 5 days a week in our new business. I hated it for the entire time she was there all week. I hated the drop-offs – she was going through the seperation anxiety stage – because she would cry and cry and look at me with eyes full of tears calling out to me the entire time it took to sign her in. It broke tiny chunks off my heart everytime I had to go through that. In the end, I made my DH drop her off because I just couldn’t cope with it any longer. This went on for about 3 months. After that I was able to cut my work days down and at the same time I cut her days down as well. This proved to be a great move as she just flourished after this! She started displaying intellectually advanced behaviours. By the time she was two she could read all the letters of the alphabet, all numbers from 1 – 10, she knew just about every colour and shades of colours too – like khaki was a green, etc – and her social skills were advanced also. Now you might think that I am just being biased, but this was backed up by her carers, who deal with little kids on a daily basis, so you would think that they would be somewhat knowledgeable in this department. ICE absolutely LOVES book – in fact she has hundreds of them as we have tried to encourage this activity and I think this plus daycare has contributed to her intelligence. We would much prefer her to read than to sit on the couch watching the television. And while she does watch some television, it is never for long periods of time as she would much rather going a do her puzzles, draw, play kitchen or, yep you guessed it, read her books. I’ll never complain about this! And she has so many friends, she loves everyone! So, for as long as she is happy there, she will continue to attend.   =:)

And now that I we have sold our business and my husband works elsewhere, I am able to stay home full time and look after my son and daughter. And yes, once KHAL is about a year old, I fully intend to put him into daycare a couple days a week. That is assuming that the ABC centre is still operating at that time! 

So that is a little about me.  Inevitably more will be revealed as time goes on. I hope you will stick with me as my journey unfolds and I hope you will be patient while I get the hang on this blogging thing!