homework

I had my first piece of homework last week. For daycare that is. It made me a bit excited about all the little future projects Miss T and I will work on together. I absolutely love the idea of the dining table being overtaken by pre-school, kindy, school, high school and university projects in the many years to come. I know Miss T didn’t request an enthusiastic art and craft obsessed mumma but that’s what she got. We are going to have sooo much fun. Ok maybe by university (or even high school) she will be letting me down lightly when I make assignment suggestions but until that day I am going to be her little second hand. For Daycare I needed to complete,  in visuals two little work sheets titled ‘ About Me’ and ‘Our Family’. The questions were simple but they really made me stop and think.  As she would be putting it up in her classroom wall I wanted to be authentic to Miss T and her family and I wanted to put the biggest smile on her face in the process. Is I completed my work it was amazing to see how Miss T's identity is already so complex. I have always said to the hubby, 'isn't it amazing that she has been on this earth for just over 400 days ( give or take depending on when I get all deep and emotional) but already it is clear that she was always meant to be here. We have just spent the first part of our life waiting for her'. And doing this little bit of homework cemented this for me. On these two little worksheets all the most important and influential people in Miss T's life are present, her history is spelt out, her loves, passions and strengths are already present. Poor Miss T better hope mumma doesn't get this soppy over every assignment...

Walking home from daycare. Miss T is getting the hang of her new routine.

A snippet of our work in progress...

whatever works

I have (yet again) found myself running around like a mad woman today while Miss T is in daycare. My days are numbered until that dreaded, I mean lovely thing called 'work' will start to take up some of my time so right now I feel like I need to conquer all. I have just sat down to have a breather from the chaos (self inflicted mind you) and of course the first thing to pop into my mind is ' I wonder how Miss T is getting on'.

Gosh I miss my monkey. Right this minute she feels physically so far away (although she is in fact only in the next street) and I can't help but giggle and reminisce about a few of the hurdles Miss T has put me through in the last week. What are some of these challenges you ask...oh you know, wanting to sleep with the car keys...being insistent on having every coffee cup in sight...and perhaps the most difficult at present... not only refusing to sit in her pram but insisting on pushing her pram while we walk. Difficult much?!

As they say, a picture tells a 1000 words...

One of many times she has slept with the car keys this week, bless x

A big shout out to the fabulous friend who taught this little skill! Thanks!

And what has Miss T taught me this week. Mumma just do WHATEVER WORKS!

miss daycare...

I think I have been caught up in the busyness that is a 1 year old while adjusting to some of the changes that 2013 has already delivered...And as a result, I obviously have not quite processed that it is already Jan 13 - the middle of January and I have only done one lonesome post, which is silly really as so much has already happened. Probably the biggest of them all is that Miss T started daycare.

I now have a toddler...not a baby that's for sure, who 2 days a week goes to daycare and it sure has been an adjustment. Actually the adjusting has only just started and is no where near finished. I am feeling a tiny bit like a mean mumma but equality I am quietly excited for my day off  tomorrow (which I have no doubt will end up with me racing around like a maniac trying to change the world in just 6 hours). And I am reminding myself continually that daycare is great for her...for her social development, she will learn new skills (they are like little sponges right?!) and participate in all sorts of activities...blah blah blah...Miss T is slowly adjusting just like her mumma and she was certainly apprehensive and quite perceptive as we took our first steps towards the center the other day. I think this sequence of photos say it all.

It does makes me wonder just how many decisions am I going to make as a mumma that neither of us are totally thrilled about but probably are the best for us??? I'd love to hear any of your parental dilemma's if you would be willing to share..Yep mother's guilt has arrived. Stay strong mumma I keep reciting...stay strong