Showing posts with label mum stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mum stuff. Show all posts

Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Grandma love!

If you are a regular reader you'd know I am not a quilter, I refer to it as "The Dark Side", not because I don't like quilts, I do, particularly those with a modern bent to them.

It's just that becoming a quilter means adding a whole lot of new fabric to my stash - a quilting stash, and I don't think that would be a good idea, for the capacity of the cupboards in my sewing room or my marriage!

Three little quilts featuring teddies are now used daily for assorted dolls and 'babies'.
Miss A saw a simple doll quilt at a market one day and wanted me to buy it for her.
It was squares joined together and bound, I am pretty confident I could have made it so I found it hard to consider parting with $25 (x 3 of course!) for it.

What I actually said to her was "I am sure if you asked Grandma she would make one for you".
Perfect passing of the buck, don't you think?

I knew Mum would happily make something for them - but I never expected her to go to so much effort!

Wishing on a star (a little fuzzy sorry!)
Mum made these up over a series of weeks, hand-stitching all the applique down as always and she let them have a little say in the patterns for each.

Some of the fabric scraps are from things I have made the girls 
Mum has, of course, tackled things far bigger than these, having made each of the girls a single bed-sized quilt as well as a baby cot quilt in the past.

And this one, of course, for the ducky lover!
I love that my girls are so delighted with these quilts - they are always either on their bed or tucked up around one of their animals on their beds.

Their appreciation of handmade is wonderful and I hope as they learn the techniques involved in the 'making' of things, this continues into the future.

Sunday, 10 February 2013

Sunny Sunday

We are lucky enough to live very close to a fabulous bike track - where we can ride for as far as we like and almost never have to cross a road.

Playing with the 'sport' setting - action shots in focus
The girls love nothing more than a late afternoon bike ride so we took to the track, and I took along my new camera, of course!

This child spends more time upside-down that right side up!
We didn't ride far - that's not what it's about...

Bright eyed girl
In part it's about the destination, the local playground

"I'm a Jack-in-the-box" - surprise!!
They've been here literally hundreds of times, yet they never tire of it...

I don't need to do the pushing anymore...
And each time - someone has a new trick to show me, a new skill learned...

Time for a new bike, the long legs have outgrown this one.
A new place they can now climb to...

Where has my baby gone??
A new imaginary destination to travel to in the train.


I will feel sad the day they no longer greet me with squeals of joy when I ask "Do you want to go for a bike ride?".

They were looking at all their feet!
They're a lovely bunch - I know I am biased...
And because I know one day that time will come, I am making the most of each 'today'.

The End!

Thursday, 7 February 2013

What a difference...

a year makes!

The angle is slightly different, so you can't really tell how much they have grown - but their faces have all changed so much.


The year has started off wonderfully well for the girls - all settled in beautifully at school and kinder.


There has been a lovely mix of friends who have swapped grades for the girls - so many familiar faces to be seen in class.



We are all getting used to the routine again though; early mornings, sport in the evenings and lots of things during the day to keep the smallest occupied when she's not at kinder.

How's the year started out for you??





Friday, 3 August 2012

From Russia with love

This post really should be headed 'From Grandma with Love', because once again that's what this quilt is.

I love the colours of this quilt - red with a pop of aqua is always a winner.
The smallest kid just had a birthday (more on that later...) and in honour of the occasion my Mum made her a quilt - much like she did for Miss L and Miss A's birthdays back in March.

A little bit of Denyse in there too.
The small kid has always had a bit of an affinity with babushkas and so when Mum saw this pattern it was a bit of a no-brainer as to what design to make for her.

Mum wanted to add a little more though and so with Dad's assistance, she designed and made up this little minaret-style tower as well.

Love the chevron striped roof on this little tower.
It looks amazing and she carried the theme through to the backing.
After scouring the shops for the perfect fabric she had seen (in Alaska of all places), Mum gave up looking and contacted the store in Alaska and had these little colourful dolls on black sent over.

She was right - it is perfect.


Of course every gorgeous quilt needs an equally gorgeous pillow slip, so here it is!

Teamed with a solid red pillow case this looks fabulous on her bed.
There is plenty of hand-stitched detail in this quilt and the small child and her beloved dog were happily tucked up under it on the night of her birthday, happily exhausted!


Thanks again Mum - it's gorgeous and she loves it, and so do I.

Given that Miss G is the last of the eight grandchildren to receive their quilt, now Mum might actually make a quilt she can keep for herself!

Sunday, 15 July 2012

Morning rush hour

How do you go on school mornings?

Is it a rush to get everyone up, dressed, fed, clean, groomed and with all necessary accoutrements and out the door on time?

It is around here!

I don't like to be late - I like the girls to feel 'relaxed' when they arrive at school so we generally arrive before the first of two bells sounds.

Easy to make and easy to use.
One of our little chicks is a bit of a day-dreamer when it comes to getting ready.

She can be found sitting on her bed in her knickers reading a book when I assume she is dressed and almost ready for school  *sigh*

So I decided to make a visual chart to help remind her of what she needs to do before she picks up a book or a pencil in the mornings.

This is a basic magnetic board - I got mine from Officeworks but you can pick them up almost anywhere.

I took photos of the basic daily tasks to be completed;
Get dressed, brush your teeth, brush your hair (I do the hair 'fancywork'!), pack your lunch in your bag...


Make sure you have your school reader packed, Put your shoes on and be ready to walk out the door.
THEN you can read or draw or build Lego!



Simple circles created in Pages (this is a Mac program - you can do it in Word too), are colour-coded for each girl and attached to a small adhesive magnet.

They just move the magnet across to "I've done this" each time they complete a task and Hey Presto - we are out the door before you know it, with a lot less nagging from me.

Win win I say.

Back to school tomorrow, see how your first week goes then give it a try if you think it will help!

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

New beginnings

It's been a big week here!

Two small girls commenced their formal education - they are now school girls, in grade prep as it is known in Victoria, and one smaller girl started pre-school or kindergarten as we call it.

Neat and tidy and ready to go!


It's meant it is a big week for the 'guy who lives here' and myself too.
Six years ago we made the decision that I would resign from my full-time employment and take up a permanent parenting position, in our home.

That means these three little people have been my focus for the past six years.
They've never been in childcare and in fact have rarely been out of the care of family,  ourselves in particular, as we don't have many close family members nearby.

In class waiting for it to all begin
While having one parent at home has meant we are not as 'far ahead' as other families might be, we felt it was the right decision for us.
We had waited a long time for these small people to come into our lives, at times wondering if we would ever experience the blessing of parenthood, so for us, having one parent stay at home to guide them was the right decision.

A bit of drawing to calm the nerves!
So it was with a sense  of trepidation, anxiousness, sadness and fear that I saw them off to school.
What if someone says something that hurts their feelings, what if they get scared, who will be watching out for them, who will hug them when they cry?

Don't get me wrong - amongst all those feelings I also feel sheer joy for them and all they will now experience - their little minds are so eager to learn and grow and I can't wait to see that happen.

It's just that having them attend school five days a week will leave quite a void in  my world.

In order to get them there we have made some big decisions faced by all parents of twins at some point, to separate or not to separate.
How to do the right thing by both girls - when you are not really sure what the right thing is.
But more on that another time...

In further change, this little lady now has two x 2.5 hour sessions of kinder each week and as a third sibling she is well and truly ready for it, the question is, am I?!

A very cheesy grin!
It's an exciting year ahead for us, lots of change.
I hope you stick around and 'ride the wave' with us.

At the end of day two - they love it!

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Thoughts on raising twins

(warning – long and sometimes rambling post ahead!)

For those who are interested in this as a craft blog you might want to switch off now as this post is quite a departure from the norm for me.

I’ve contemplated committing my thoughts on being a twin mum to 'paper' for some time now and decided to do it and share them via my blog as I know there are a number of mums, with twins both older and younger than our girls, who are regular blog readers and so might have further ideas/thoughts to add to mine.

Before my girls arrived I will confess I was someone who looked at twin babies as they passed by and thought how sweet it was to see two small beings together. There is an innate fascination with multiple children, one which I openly admit I shared.
I guess I had never thought any further than that though about what decisions and parenting information I would need to manage the two little lives I was being entrusted with.

OK – what do I mean?
The man-of-the-house and I decided that we wanted to concentrate very much on our children being treated as individuals. They are after all two very distinct people who could have been born as siblings as easily as they were born twins.

We never refer to them as ‘the twins’ and heaven forbid anyone should call them ‘the twinnies’! Generally we use their names, or, in the case of online chat they were always ‘the girls’ and now that their little sister has arrived ‘the big girls’.

Yet there are times that I find I am doing things which mean they are not being treated individually and I wonder how, or if this will affect them as they grow older.

I notice in looking through photos that while there are many of their sister alone they are most often photographed together. Not so much now – but pretty much all the time as babies.
This was just a convenience thing – they were always side-by-side, but how will they feel about this?

In order for people to tell them apart (even though no they are not identical!) I’ve always made an effort to dress them ‘the same but different’ – same style but two colour, same colours but different styles. Again a convenience thing – it was always easier to think of dressing them in ‘that’ outfit rather than look for two completely different outfits.


That said I was very firm (to the man-of-the-house’s often complete clothing confusion!) about each child having her ‘own’ clothes. The outfits were not interchangeable, one belonged to each girl and she would wear that same item each time.

As they grew older dressing like this became necessity, as they wanted to wear the ‘same but different’ things.
Now I find that they want to wear the same. Exactly the same if they can.
They also want to swap outfits, which confuses people immensely, and leads to name confusion.

In order to avoid them being called the wrong name when they were babies I always dressed the same girl in pink and went to great lengths to point out physical features that people could use to tell them apart.
(did I mention that they are fraternal!!)

On their birthday we always make a special effort to ‘make it their own’. Two cakes is a must for us and we sing happy birthday twice –once to each of them (I even alternate who we sing to first each year!).
As the girls are getting older I encourage each to think about a card/gift for the other, to remember it’s someone else’s birthday too.

I worry endlessly about the days where I seem to discipline one more than the other, I take care not to praise one more than the other, I attempt to always speak of their individual strengths and foster these, not to assume they will both be good at the same things.

As the kinder/school years approach I think about how to manage this.
Should they be in the same class or in different classes?
We often reflect that if they had a friend going to the same school we’d probably like them to be in the same class – why not assume the same for a sister, for their first year at least?

We often get people who have children with a small age gap saying that it’s just like having twins. But really, it’s not. It’s not the same at all.

I’m sure there are many times that having two children of exactly the same age is easier (they both slept at the same time as babies, ate the same etc). But I am talking about more than the logistics of having two (or three) small children.

Having two children of the same sex at exactly the same age leads to endless comparisons; oh that one’s walking but the other one’s not, who’s the leader, which one is the quiet one, that one is tall isn’t she, so she’s heavier than her sister, oh I can tell that she’s the musical one; ad infinitum.

I wonder what they will be like as teens and adults – how will they view their relationship with each other and their sense of who they are.
Will they be angry at me for the way I have encouraged their independence, or will they be too dependent on one another, will they wish I had reinforced their ‘twinship’ more strongly in some ways?

I don’t want to over-think it – but I am interested to know what others think/believe/do/encourage.

So what do you do?
To make your children individual’s but twins all the same.
What has made your life easier when it comes to managing two people of the same age, at whatever age that might be?

If you’re a twin, what advice would you give to other mum’s of twins.
And if you don’t have or are not a twin – what do you make of all this?

Please share your thoughts and feelings, I’d love to know more.

If you’ve made it this far – thank you for reading!
(PHOTO CREDIT: tounge-firmly-planted-in-cheek photo's by John and Charles Robinson from the annual Twinsburg, Ohio Twins Days festival)