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Destiny

Well here we are in Australia!

I am finding out that a mother of 3 does not have much time for blog writing, at least not while living out of a suitcase, which we’ve been doing for close to 3 months now.  Our shipments are on the way here from the UAE & NZ so it will still be another 2 months until we unpack our new home.  It’s actually not been as hard as it sounds & it has made me realise how little we really need, especially in regards to a new baby.  A sling & a boob & we’re set.

It has taken a month for A to find work.  He starts in 2 days so we have been very lucky having him around for AO’s first 7 weeks, my real test as a mother of 3 starts on Monday!  We have also found a home which we can move into in 2 weeks but this week our destiny should unfold.  A has another interview which could lead us out of Brisbane to the Gold Coast.  It is exciting knowing we have a home & income but there is a possibility our direction could quickly change.  We are waiting to see which road we’re on…….

It has been an interesting time for me while we were here with our suitcases, unemployed & homeless.  I felt my position as a mother & wife.  Kind of along for the ride, relying on the man to come through with a job to support me & the babes.  That is a pretty unnerving feeling for me & such huge responsibilities for A.  It was a test & a time to really feel how different life could be without work, to remind us to be grateful for all we have & for each other. But the man is good & we are up again, stronger.

My babymoon was not as I imagined!  We have been out & about exploring our new land, like tourists.  We’ve been to the beach &into the country, up the river & up lookouts driving somewhere every day.  Wee AO is a beauty.  She is a sensitive baby, much harder work then the other 2 but she is so loved & has the same sparkle in her eyes as her siblings although hers are blue not their brown.

So this week we will know where we will be settling.  I can’t wait to find out our destiny!

CJ's 4th Birthday!

Captain Hook

MC at South Bank - our weekly trip

my baby fast asleep

& wide awake!

looking for koalas

another view of Brisbane

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1 comment February 13, 2010

Happy Birthday!!

To Ummi!

My blog is one year old today!

I’m not sure of the purpose or point, it’s mostly a record/diary for me & for my (few lovely) readers some photos of my beautiful family. One favourite friend commented “it’s like I’ve just had a good conversation with you”.  My goal as I go on is to keep searching for the authentic ‘me’.  I bore myself at times so thanks for reading.

CJ & his cousin back in New Zealand

Darling MC

**peace**

1 comment December 2, 2009

Thursday

Thursday is the last day of the working week, and our regular play- date at home.  It’s an open house for our friends to visit.  It’s been too hot to play outside after 10am, so for the last few months its been indoor play.  Sometimes we do an activity like play dough or baking.  Here are some photos from last Thursday, “stepping stones” is what is being played, and the kids baked the most delicious scones for morning tea.

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sweet as pie

sweet as pie

LIONS!

LIONS!

Add comment September 26, 2009

Good Feeling

There is something magic about yoga. One hour or so completely to myself, to connect with my body & keep my mind inside my body. Yoga gives me the energy I need, and sets me up, for the week.

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Te whenua ki te whenua

We had MC’s placenta ceremony today.  It was lovely, with a few special friends.  Her whenua went out into the gulf, at the public beach, far side of the palace.  Here are the 2 poems I read for her.  We also had a psalm read by my friend (& doula at M’s birth).

Charge to the Child – Joy Harjo

Remember the sky that you were born under,

Know each of the stars stories.

Remember the moon, know who she is.

Remember the sun’s birth at dawn that is the

Strongest point of time. Remember sundown

And the giving away to night.

Remember your birth, how your mother struggled

To give you form and breathe. You are evidence of

Her life, and her mother’s and hers.

Remember your father. He is your life also.

Remember the earth whose skin you are:

Red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth

Brown earth, we are earth.

Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their

Tribes, their families, their histories too. Talk to them,

Listen to them. They are alive poems.

Remember the wind. Remember her voice.

She knows the origin of this universe.

And that this universe is you.

Remember that all is in motion, is growing, is you.

Remember that language comes from this.
Remember the dance that language is, that life is.

Remember.


Te Whenua Ki Te whenua – Roma Potiki

I am an important being.

I am a treasure, a sacred woman,

tapu, as all woman are

and noa also.

I labour in many ways –

whole iwi pass through my hands.

Your father massages my body,

his touch reaching down below my skin.

The last small ripples of your arrival shake me softly.

I rest quietly now as your fleshy nurture is returned.

All births are virgin, blood spilt on the ground.

There is no separation. The intellect and the body are one.

The body and the land are one. there is no separation.

Te whenua ki te whenua.

A rung to the sky, the birds are released, heralds of an old promise.

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Add comment March 6, 2009

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I am sad today

So sad today.  Packing up the house, I didn’t expect to be doing this. It’s happened so quickly & now the reality is sinking in.  The Syria/Egypt trip is going to be amazing but I wish we could do that and then just come home.  But now we don’t have a home.  We’ve sold all our furniture.  I wonder how long we’ll last in Thailand, and I wonder how long it will take for A to find a job.  But it’s out of our control and what will be, will be.  I heard something I liked the other day.  How do you make God laugh?….. Tell him your plans.

This morning we stocked up our travel first aid kit.  We’re almost all organised now, just need to confirm the last few things.  Sigh.  This is crazy.

To add to it all we’ve all been unwell.  Mainly CJ struggling with his cough, he is miserable.  And I had a fever last night: chills, headache, body ache & then HOT.  But I’m ok today.

Back to feeling sad.  I’m sad because we’re leaving our lovely home.  Saying goodbye to our plants & stuff is hard & knowing we’ll be without our books, toys, clothes etc is tough.  But we are not particularly sad to be leaving the UAE.  There are many things here that are just not OK.  Maybe I will feel better if I write about some of them now.  Will start a new post!

Add comment March 4, 2009

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and just like that….

Plan B kicks into action.

Add comment February 25, 2009

How romantic

It was thinking about it being 2 years since we left when I remembered A & I had missed our anniversary.  It made us laugh.  Marriage is something I never wanted & ours was a marriage of convenience, a requirement of coming here.  Un married couples do live together illegally but if you fall pregnant & are not married you need to get out before you are found out!  We were planning MC so we signed to be married on January 10th.  Happy Anniversary A!

Add comment January 20, 2009

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