29 June 2010

Endure or enjoy?

This quote from Sunny Mummy....

This "is NOT about chasing perfection. Its NOT about ticking off the to-do list of someone else. Its about what YOU want, what makes YOU happy & works for YOUR family. If nothing changes, NOTHING changes, so face to the sun & follow YOUR path...as long as YOU are enjoying each day, what others DO, does not matter. Are YOU enjoying or enduring your days?"

I do endure my days, some days, I really do. Unfortunately, I find myself enduring the days with the kids by myself, Thursdays and Fridays. So how do I change? How do I enjoy? I need to think about this one...

More about food

I’ve been mentioning food quite a bit recently, haven’t I? We love food in our house. We’re hoping to grow our kids in to foodies, that is, people who appreciate good, healthy, delicious food. Although, some days we think we may be heading down an expensive path, as kids who love sashimi, prawns, smoked salmon, oysters make for a big shopping bill! But we love to see their joy when they enjoy their food and we love to cook, experiment and eat.

We plan our meals for the week before we shop. We have a list of tried and true recipes and we try to update this as we try something new. It has to be a successful recipe for us to add it to the list! We try to stay healthy... We make all our meals from scratch, including curry pastes, marinades and sauces. We are healthy in the sense that we know what's going in to our food.

This weekend we cooked: Lamb Vindaloo to freeze for the week ahead. Spaghetti Bolognaise to freeze for the kids. Beef, Barley & Lentil soup to freeze. Apple Crumble. Baba Ganoush. Beef Stroganoff (thanks Masterchef!). Bacon & eggs. Ribs on the BBQ. Salmon patties.

We ate out too. Sushi – M’s favourite soup in the world, miso, and my current favourite, tempura vegetable udon noodle soup. We had chocolate fondue at Max Brenner. Prawn dumplings at the Farmers Market.

We eat a LOT, right?!!! I feel like such a glutton, looking at that list!

{image via here}

28 June 2010

point & shoot {1970s photos}

My Dad recently converted his slides to digital format. Today he showed me a few more of them. So this is my point & shoot today. Well, it's my Dad's actually. Aren't these photos/slides simply amazing?

This amazing photo was taken in Tasmania, early 1970s.

My first day of school, 1978. Dobie the Doberman. (Original, huh?!)

My brother and I creating culinary mud pie masterpieces. I'm probably about 8 years old in this photo.

25 June 2010

{food} apple crumble

Craving sweet stuff. What can I cook, easy, simple, kid-join-in-friendly? Apple Crumble. I found a Jamie Oliver recipe that is just so simple. I just sprinkled on a bit of nutmeg and cinnamon before baking. Delish!
I peeled and cored the apples, then cut in to large chunks. M then the chunks cut in to small pieces tiny slivers with a plastic knife. We measured, poured, crumbled and mixed. Then we sprinkled and baked. Lots of licking and tasting.
The only problem is, she doesn't enjoy eating most of the sweet stuff we cook together.

OK, it's not really a problem for me.
I eat it for her.

Like I said, it was delicious.

Jamie Oliver's Apple Crumble

For the crumble:
• 35g rolled oats
• 35g wholemeal flour
• 20g caster sugar
• 35g margarine or butter

For the filling:
• 400g cooking apples, peeled, cored and quartered
• 50g sugar, to sweeten
• 1 tablespoon water

Preheat the oven to 190°C/375°F/gas 5. Peel and core the apples, quarter and cut in to chunks.

Put the apples in to a pan with the sugar and water. Cook over a low heat for 5 minutes and place in a small oven proof dish.

Place the flour and oats in a bowl and mix well. Cut the margarine or butter in to small cubes and add this to the oats and flour. Mix with your fingertips until it resembles an even crumb texture. Add the sugar and mix through.

Cover the fruit with the crumble mixture. Bake for approximately 20 minutes until the crumble is golden and the apple hot.

24 June 2010

Dragon Eggs

Have you seen these funny little things before? My mum gave me two little packets, one of Dragon Eggs and one of Fairy Eggs. These are the dragon eggs in action. Just add water... Non-toxic, apparently.

I know the photo above looks out of focus, it's actually not - it's the eggs!
They went all blurry... It was so strange!

There you go... A little bit of weirdness in my day.

22 June 2010

{study work books}

Ooh, busy busy. I have lots happening with Uni, so much study to complete and huge assignments to work on. One particular assignment is simply overwhelming – identifying child with a learning difficulty and working with that child to teach/practice/learn a skill.

I have a friend with a gorgeous kiddie, B. B has Down Sydnrome so has easily idenitifable learning difficulties. However I am a bit nervous, besides learning difficulties, B has other difficulties common to Down Syndrome that will make it slightly more challenging, especially for me as a very, very new and inexperienced “teacher”. It really does make it easier that B’s mum is a friend and so she will be a huge help, letting me know what he can and can’t do. What a wonderful lesson it will be for me. Let’s hope I can help B. We’re going to work on the alphabet.

I have also secured a tiny bit of work from home. Juggling this work and study is interesting, along with the usual parenting, household, living stuff we all have to do. I need to begin planning my “ideal week”, as mentioned in You Sexy Mother. Have you read this yet? Really, I found it the most inspirational book. Have a read.

Edward. Oh, Edward. These gorgeous vampires have me smitten again. I am not usually one for the hyped up books but I picked up Twilight in the library very soon after Ori was born. I then devoured all four books within a few weeks after his birth, feeding and reading. I’m now re-reading the series… and I cannot wait for the movie! Ooh! I’m a Twi-hard! And as for all this Team Edward/Team Jacob stuff, let’s just say a bit of both is nice. These books are so big though, breastfeeding and reading is a lot harder than it was when the boy was tiny tiny! Yesterday he only had three (no, it was four) feeds so my reading time is drastically reduced. Add in reading for Uni… and I really don’t have time to go to the toilet.



Yesterday I cooked the most delicious meal. Oh, I wish I had taken a photo for you. Chicken Tagine with preserved lemon. It was so easy and so, so delicious. We don’t have a tagine (must get one!) so I just baked in the oven.

• 4 chicken marylands, or 8 drumsticks, excess fat removed
• 2 tablespoons olive oil
• 2 brown onions, cut into quarters
• juice of lemon
• 2 cloves garlic, crushed
• teaspoon saffron threads
• teaspoon ground turmeric
• 3 pieces preserved lemon rind, rinsed, 2 diced, 1 cut into thin strips
• 1 bunch coriander, freshly chopped
• 1 cup chopped flat-leaf parsley
• salt and freshly ground black pepper
• 4 small potatoes, cut into quarters

Heat the oil over medium high heat and, working in batches, brown the chicken pieces on all sides. Remove and set aside.

Add the onion, lemon juice, garlic, saffron, turmeric, diced preserved lemon and a cup of water to the cooker. Bring to a boil and add the coriander, parsley and some salt and pepper. Stir, then add the browned chicken pieces and potatoes to the pan, spooning the sauce over as you lay them in.

Cover and bake for up to two hours.

Garnish with the preserved lemon strips and serve with plenty of crusty bread.

Serves 4. You can use small strips of normal lemon rind if you don't have preserved lemon.

Seriously, it was so delicious. Lemony, herby, caramelized oniony, the colours, oh it was so good!


21 June 2010

point & shoot {small boy & sunshine}

More winter sunshine...
The small boy loves being outside,
getting dirty,
finding inappropriate pices of yuk
to put in his little mouth.

Playing along with point & shoot over at fatmumslim.

14 June 2010

teacher teacher

I know that in the long run, this study I am doing will be worth it. I'll have a career. I'll be a something. I'll have a qualification that is required world wide. It will be worth it.

But right now, when my little guy is not well, when we have spent a week caring for him, convincing him to breathe and rest and sleep and cleaning up vomit and washing clothes, sheets, towels, car seat covers and still being a parent for Ma'ayan and reading to her and playing with her and making food and and and and

Well, it feels overwhelming. It feels stifling. It feels all too hard. I want to talk to husband. I want to watch TV and read novels. I wnat to create and make. I want to relax.

But it will all be worth it, right?

point & shoot {weekend la la}

Check out the noise in this one, but how funny is she?

Doing the post Yum Cha Cha.
Sick boy, little house.

Playing along, Point & Shoot over at fatmumslim.

13 June 2010

Now I'm 36

It’s my birthday today… and I’ll clean up baby vomit. Yippee!

OK, no need to feel too sorry for me, there were puke-free times, good ones at that! Itay and Ma’ayan bought me a huge chocolate cake and adorned it with 36 candles. It was ablaze, much to the girl’s delight! We blew wax on the cake the candles out and ate a yummy slice each. I then unwrapped my present, a new iPod nano, just in time for the gym to open. My old nano (which I won) died a while ago, and with it I lost all my songs as we have bought a new computer since then. So when I have some time I have to restock. Any ideas for good exercise tunes?

We caught up with some dear friends on my actual birthday (today), which was so lovely. Byron was freezing though, as we drove in we saw people wearing gloves and beanies! Itay and I were wearing thongs...

Anyway, sick kids means that I am behind in study. Bye!

10 June 2010

Surgery day

My little guy had his operation yesterday. I set my alarm for 3.30am so I could breastfeed him, as his last (breast) feed was permitted up to 4am. As it was, he woke at about 3.15am, so I fed him then. He woke just before 6am (again, just before our alarm!) and was in a good mood as he and Itay set out for the hospital at 6.30am.

I stayed behind with M and took her to kindy. I then headed in to the hospital. O went in to surgery just moments after I arrived, first on the list. Itay stayed with him the entire time, and said that he was a little trouper, barely crying or fussing, just being the easy little boy that he is.

We waited for an hour and finally a surgeon came out to let us know he was fine. He had a little difficulty breathing as the anaesthetic wore off, because of course, after three whole weeks of wellness, he had woken with green snot. The snot interfered with his breathing.

I hung about the kids ward while O slept, had cuddles, wiggled and played. His snot and coughing became worse as the day passed but as the drugs wore off, he seemed more himself. By 4.30pm we were on our way home.

By 5.30pm his cough was terrible, hacking, barking and snot was everywhere. He fell asleep a bit earlier than usual after a warm shower and some dinner. However, he had a very, very rough night. He was up several times, for up to two hours. His coughing is so bad that he just cannot sleep through it. I am pretty sure he has croup, but I am too scared to give him the medication we have for M. I don't know how it will react if there is any anaesthetic left in his system and I don't know what dosage to give him. Needless to say, we are off to the doctor this morning. If I can get him to have a sleep before, he is being a little silly.

So the whole experience of surgery was actually OK. It was the sickness that stuffed it all up. Besides having two surgical Incision, sore little hand from two IV attempts, sore foot from actual IV and this terrible cough, he has some extra awfulness.

He is also cutting at least three teeth, including two molars. He has ulcers on his tongue. He also has a huge blister on his thumb, right where he sucks to self-soothe. He’s a mess.

I've sent M to kindy today for "emergency care". The first thing she did this morning was to spray his face with cold water from a water sprayer. O really needs to have a quiet, healing day. I felt so, so guilty about sending her until the water spray episode. Please get well, little man.

8 June 2010


My little babies are at kindy today which means I’m home alone for the first time in a few weeks. I’m studying, getting some work done and feeling pain. Oh yes, pain. This morning I accidentally kicked the baby gate as I walked in to the kitchen and I am quite sure I have broken at least one toe.

On Thursday evening I saved O from another emergency department visit but managed to injure my back in the process. He was playing, standing up beside the lounge. Saba asked him where the balloons where (we left them up after his party) and O let go of the lounge to point his hands up to the balloons. He has quite good balance but this time he fell backwards. No matter how you place the furniture, he seems to find the most difficult, dangerous places to play. I leapt across the lounge room from a sitting position on the floor and managed to put my hand behind his back, cushioning his fall and most importantly, preventing his head from cracking open on the corner of the entertainment unit. Phew!

But oh! My back! So I’m sore all over and now with these toes, feeling a little incapacitated. Ouch!

7 June 2010

point & shoot {boy flies high}

Here's Itay and O again.
How cute are they?!
Playing one of their favourite games.
Gorgeous winter sky.

Playing along with Point & Shoot over at fatmumslim.

3 June 2010

Guilt Trip

So as we near the very end of the visit from Itay's parents, the guilt begins to set in. Just two weeks, actually, it's not even that. Ten days. The first time they've ever met O. It makes me feel so guilty that these kids will not grow up with Savta and Saba right there for them.

These are the sacrifices that we make for love. Itay has made so many sacrifices for love, and I think this is one of the very biggest.

1 June 2010


My little guy is having surgery next week. The darling boy has cryptorchidism, an undescended testicle.

Everything about it sucks, but the parts of the experience which are hurting my brain are fasting him, waiting with a hungry boy, leaving him, and driving him home.

Can't even think about it.