30 November 2010

The Chomp at 18 months

This is O's new funny face - ask him to smile for the camera and this is what you get!

My little guy is now 18 months old. Time flies when you're being cute, huh?
  • He's still a tiny chomp, weighing about 9.8kg.
  • He's wearing sizes 00, 0 and 1.
  • He loves to walk and run. he's actually becoming quite a good little runner, it seems to be quite easy for him.
  • Climbing, the new cool activity. Climbing anything and everything. He can now climb on to the dining table via the chairs. He has fallen off the kid table a few times and off the lounge numerous times. He doesn't seem to learn, just climbs back up, falls back down.
  • He doesn't have any real words. A worry. He sort of says hello, Aba (Dad in Hebrew) and Mama. I know he has the second child/big sister who talks over him/bilingual thing against him but he really should have more words by now. He has a hearing test booked in a couple of weeks.
  • Even though he doesn't talk, he is loud! He chatters away, bangs and crashes and makes his prescence known. He also sits quietly in his room, reading books.
  • He still sucks his thumb.
  • We breastfeed in the morning and just before bed. His feeds are quite short now, and I feel he'll stop them some time soon. I love breastfeeding him and I will be so sad when we stop.
  • His hair is so long and golden, his little soft curls are divine. He is blonder than M is.
  • His blue, blue eyes continue to astound people, they are so pale and yet so vivid.
  • His dimples are scrumptious, he smiles so often and his laugh is infectious. He is generally a happy little soul!
  • He throws food and he does it with purpose. He makes sure you are watching and then he throws with all his might. We had plates flying across the room, cous cous landing everywhere. I bought a strong suction bowl, so no more flying plates, however now he just grabs handfuls of food and flings it to the floor.
  • He's a funny, boyish little thing. He adores balls, kicking, throwing, banging, cars, wheels, being outside, tickles, laughing and running.
  • Delicious little Chomp.

29 November 2010

End of an era

My days as a stay at home mum will end on Friday this week. I finally got a job, not one that I particularly want and a full time job at that... But it is a job and that is what we need.

I should feel happy, as we will no longer be sliding backwards financially. Instead, I feel devastated. My baby boy is still so little. No more trips to the library with my girl, no more wandering to the book shop or for sushi at lunch with them. No more mothers group catch ups each week, which M and I have been attending for four years. The end.

The beginning of even more guilt. I hate this feeling.

27 November 2010


4.30am is just too early. We've been woken at this time for a few weeks now by O, who is eager to begin his day. Us, not so much. It's exhausting. A different kind of tiredness, when you know there is no such thing any more as "sleep when the baby sleeps". Not when the four year does not stop asking questions, needing Mum mum mum for every tiny tiny little thing and then the little one gets sick, so not only does he start the day at 4.30am, he wakes every hour or so through the night. Whinger, right? I

Anyway, we have two birthday parties to attend today. Lots of fairies, pink and sugar.... Maybe the sugar will keep me going!

26 November 2010

Multi lingual

Yesterday, M taught me the sign language for several animals. She then sang me a Christmas carol in Japanese and translated some Hebrew for me. Next she cried because she thinks Barbie movies are scary.


22 November 2010

Ten things

Ille des Pins, New Caledonia, 2004

Kelly asked what little things make me happy? I'm not feeling on top of the world lately, so this is a little challenging. Also good for the soul, I need a little reminder!

1. Good quality sleep
2. Breastfeeding my baby boy
3. Reading a good book in a quiet spot on the beach
4. Taking photographs
5. Watching my children laugh together
6. Playing and swimming as a family on the beach
7. Eating interesting, delicious food
8. The smells of summer
9. Books
10. A bowl of summer fruit and yoghurt

18 November 2010

Country girl

I caught the train up to Brisbane for an interview on Tuesday. I felt like an anxious country girl, turning and swirling about at Central Station, asking the hurried, suited workers for directions. I miss the city... Not necessarily Brisbane, because it is quite foreign to me. But Sydney, I miss you. I miss your food, culture, bustling activity and your beauty.

Instead, we're living in suburbia, in a big glitzy coastal tourist town. We've been here about six years and we still don't feel like we belong here.

15 November 2010

point & shoot {weekend la la}

We had a beautiful, quiet weekend here... Swimming lessons, a drive to Fingal Head, getting bogged in the sand (not a highlight, I'll admit), naps, dinner with friends, a couple of drinks, more beach and quite a bit of sorting, tidying, mowing and weeding.

This photo makes me laugh. The small orange faced boy is totally cracking himself up, he thought he was so hilarious. The girl was just being her usual princess self. Funny kids!

The very beautiful Fingal Head. Actually this is a photo of Cook Island, just off Fingal Head.

A beach scene, found all over Australia.

The little guy loves iceblocks, unlike his sister, who will not even try them.

Joining in with Point & Shoot over at Fat Mum Slim.

14 November 2010

Cook along

On Friday night, we joined in with the Masterchef Cook along. M was bursting with excitement. We prepared our ingredients (damn roasted hazlenuts!) and our utensils. We were ready to go... and then they cooked two courses before the began the cook along. Anti-climax for us all!

By the time the cook along started, M was quite tired and had lost her enthusiasm a little. But off we went, and we created! It went quite well and our puddings looked and tasted delicious. M was so tired by the time we plated up that after one bite, she declared it was time for bed. The poor little thing!

It also meant that Itay and I were still washing and cleaning up at about 9.30pm. Not so fun... But it was fun on the whole and M enjoyed the process.

12 November 2010

That's a no.

No job.

Up in the air we fly

We've booked and paid for our flights. We're heading to Israel via a few days in Kuala Lumpur then Amman, and a short holiday on a beach (yet to be decided) in Malaysia on the way back. Lots to do before then, including the difficult task of getting passport photo taken of the small boy. Has anyone spent any time in Malaysia?

ps. The interview went well, I should hear today. The job is not exactly right for our family, it is a LOT of hours and very intense. I just wanted an easy part time job... And this is the exact opposite, however I this is the first real chance I've had in over six months. So we'll see.

10 November 2010

Wish me luck

I have a job interview tomorrow... Please send out cyber luck to me, we need this job. Although it breaks my heart to be considering a full time role, we need this job.


5 November 2010


We're a little obsessed with spices in our house. Well, in our pantry. We have lots. Loads. Seriously, maybe too many. Here are some spices I added to our cous cous yesterday.  Ground cumin, fennel and coriander, plus a bay leaf. I also added some chilli. Yum oh yum... I sauteed the red onion, added the spices and chilli, some sugar, red wine vinegar then cous cous and stock. Delicious!

It's from an old  Jamie Oliver recipe, as you can see by the well-loved recipe book. I always think a dirty cook book signifies a loved cook book!

4 November 2010

glitter goodness

The girly girl has been asking for some glitter for a little while now. We've only had glitter glue until this point! So we bought some today and here is one of her lovely creations...

3 November 2010

Letters of old

I love letters. I should say, I loved letters, because I don't receive any these days, nor do I send them. I used to adore writing letters. Much of the first year of my relationship with Itay was through letters. We have kept them all. I also kept letters from friends during high school and my travels after school. My darling mum saved all the letters and momentos I sent during that time too.

I have a couple of boxes full of letters, poems, sentimental knick knacks and pieces of "I have no idea why I kept this" to sort through. Some of them are hilarious, some make me cringe in embarrassment. Some I have no memory of at all and others are just beautiful.

Bags full of memories.

This bundle includes my travel diary from my year in the UK, along with tickets to Buckingham Palace, movie tickets, letters and postcards. I was 18 when I travelled to the UK, in fact, I spent my 19th birthday at an outdoor concert, watching The Cure in Finsbury Park, London.

This letter is from a dear friend who I am still very close with. The letter goes on to say that she has been grounded for a year... A whole year, due to something that went down. I ahve absolutely no memory as to what it was! Her parents are very rational, open minded people so I really cannot think what it might be. I have to call her tonight! I would have been 16 at the time.

Do you have boxes of memories like this?

2 November 2010

Lucky me!

A little while ago, I read that one of my new favourite magazines was closing. Lovely Notebook magazine's is no more, and the last issue is currently on the stands. Wynona over at Ivy Designs had a little giveaway of the magazine and I was lucky enough to receive one! Wynona also included one of her gorgeous hair clips, which my daughter had hidden away before I even opened the rest of the package!

Thank you so much for both the magazine and hair clip. We appreciate it so much!

1 November 2010

point & shoot {kids}

Beach babe...

Baby and seagull... pure amazement!


Sibling love. Too sweet.