Sunday, 16 December 2012
Thursday, 18 October 2012
1. National Radio. I never really listened to this before, but have grown to love it. There were days when Amotai was small and I was drowning in nappies that National Radio was the only time I engaged my brain for an entire day.
2. Getting to know the 'burbs. I fancied that I knew Wellington before. I realise now that I didn't really - all I knew was Central Wellington. Due to my antenatal group living all over town as well as joining up to all sorts of other activities in out of the way locations, for the first time I got to know places I'd only seen the signs to before.
3. Cheese. Mmmm. Cheese. Before getting pregnant, I had forgotten how delicious it is. Cheese, I will never forsake you again.
4. Baking. I've learnt how to bake and decorate a cake, motivated by wanting to do it myself for Amotai's birthday. In fact, I ended up making two in the end, a plan A and a plan B. I was stoked that both of them worked.
Friday, 5 October 2012
|The day after he was born. When I remember Amotai in hospital, I always think of the Elvis collar on this outfit|
|Celebrating his last day in zero digits|
Monday, 30 July 2012
So, instead of the above, I am going to revert writing a list of theoretical questions about the Olympics.
If you could watch one sport live, what would it be?
Me: 400m men's sprint. Tane: gymnastics, although he says it's for the skills involved not because of the girls in leotards.
If you could be a gold medalist in any sport, what would it be?
Me: swimming. I like the idea of being that good at swimming. Tane: a gymnast.
What sport would you never ever want to do?
Me: diving. Those boards are high. Tane: wrestling, for fear of getting his head stuck between a sweaty man's thighs.
How would we have staged the opening ceremony? Tane and I decided that it was fabulous as it was, but being a 1066 geek I would have loved to see a reinactment of Hastings in there somewhere.
Where should the Olympics in 2020 be held?
Istanbul! I don't think they have ever had one, and have no idea if they even want one. But still.
What sport would we discourage Amotai from doing?
Me: boxing. He only has 6 teeth, I wouldn't want to see them knocked out. Tane: weight lifting, after watching a Thai woman dislocating her elbow yesterday.
Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Monday, 23 July 2012
When you're under a year old, your tastes change a lot quicker. This is a snapshot of what Amotai is into in his ninth month in the world . It's also an excuse to put up some of my favourite recent photos.
|If it rolls or spins, Amotai is a big fan.|
|Or, to be precise, the classic Rock-a-Stack toy - thanks heaps, Emma!|
|Sometimes when he's upset, nothing soothes him but a cuddle and a read of one of his favourite books: Brown Bear, Each Peach Pear Plum, One Mole Digging a Hole, Toddle Waddle and some of the That's Not My... series.|
|Not long ago he always slept on his back. Now it's always on his front. Lord knows how he manages to stay asleep in some of the positions he gets into.|
|Now he can crawl quickly and pull himself up, he is master of his domain. We say 'no' a lot now, when he goes for the laptop power cord, the phone, books and some other things. We're yet to see much of a deterrent effect.|
|He's a sociable little boy, which is really nice. Unless you're the kid whose hair he pulls.|
|In this case, the beach at Makara and the stones on it. Which, of course, he tried to taste.|
|Especially when she comes home from work. Speaking from experience, after a long day at the office that grin is the greatest thing in the world.|
|He's alright, the old man. He's particularly funny when he crawls after me trying to put my nappies on.|
Sunday, 22 July 2012
Monday, 2 July 2012
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
2. Soup! Bread! Melted butter! Yum.
3. Dressing Amotai in cute wool sweaters, many which come courtesy of a fabulous knitting Great Aunt. I also like to dress him in woolly hats, but that is less fun now it is apparently funny to throw them on the ground from one's pram. Almost as funny as grabbing at glasses, it seems.
4. Lovely crisp days. We had one of these today in Wellington, and they are made all the more special by just how grateful I feel about seeing sun.
5. Living in a house with a heat pump. I've never had one before and it's awesome.
Does anyone have anything else to add?
(Yes, I know that I did 15 things last time I did such a list, and that some of them are the same, but it HAS been 5 years so figure it's OK ... )
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
Sunday, 10 June 2012
Saturday, 9 June 2012
- I love the feel of a book.
- I am worried that if I have an e-reader loaded with 1000 books, my attention span will reduce, meaning that I will vacillate between books rather than commit myself to reading one at a time.
- I like having a house filled with books. I also enjoy having little piles of books around the house; my 'to read' pile, my 'to return to the library' pile.
- You can't borrow books other people have downloaded, or lend other people books that you have downloaded. I enjoy lending other people books, and enjoy borrowing books even more. My sister has a Kindle and recently downloaded a book I want to read. That doesn't help me read it, so I am instead (im)patiently waiting for it to be free at the library.
- I am worried about what e-readers will do to the book industry. I love a good bookshop and there are some excellent ones in Wellington - specifically Marsden Books and Unity Books.
- I like the idea of Amotai seeing me reading books. Not looking at yet another screen.
- I have heard that some conversions from paperback to e-reader have been riddled with mistakes, and in some cases, altered Tolstoy.
|Amotai enjoys the classics|
- They are easy to carry around. No more having to carry an extra bag to work to allow me to take a tome with me for lunchtime perusal.
- I could download every single Agatha Christie. Awesome.
- You can theoretically read books like Fifty Shades of Grey on the bus and no-one would know that you were reading something rude. Or you could read Salman Rushdie in Iran. Or enjoy the new Lee Child while in the company of pretentious literati. It would be your little secret, much like listening to the Britney Megamix on your i-pod.
- It is much cheaper than new books.
- I do have far too many books. My sister's boyfriend just returned 7 (!) to me that I had totally forgotten having had lent him. Books are a pain to move. Even with my current attempts to buy fewer books I still end up going to enough book fairs or being impatient with waiting for library books I still probably end up averaging a new one a month.
- Amotai won't rip an e-reader.
- The NZ book industry is pretty dire anyway, and sometimes I wonder if the Whitcoulls chain as a bookseller does not deserve to be saved.
Their business model is terrible, and the owners seem to think that having 50 of one book in a pile is better than having 2 copies of 25 different books. The shops have minimal variety, and don't seem to stock books at all until they have hit a certain level of popularity. I tried to buy the Hunger Games there last July, the staff had never heard of it. Now there are about 100 copies in store, but it's too late - I got it from the Book Depository months before it was stocked.
Friday, 8 June 2012
Our household has had three things break during the past week that have brought these questions to the front of my mind:
1. Tane's mobile phone. He bought it in 2003, and it is the only one he has ever owned. Yes, he might as well have been using a tin can connected to a string it is so old. Yes, he has owned the phone longer than he has even known me. Yes, the company that made the phone is no longer in business. But, kept it he did, and now he is faced with a whole new world of mobile phone technology when deciding what to replace it with. I will leave it to him to write an ode to his old phone worthy of its memory, but can guarantee that such an ode will be dripping with sentiment.
2. My 1 gb i-pod that I use for exercise. I bought this in Ealing in 2008, named it "Speedy", and have used it ever since for running and at the gym. I have no idea how many km's I've covered while wearing it, but I have worn it during one half marathon, one trail run, and during enough other runs to get an injury. More recently, I had worn it while going for long walks with Amotai around the streets of Wellington. I hope it's not lame to be sad about a broken i-pod, but I am gutted. I know I can buy a new one, but it won't be the same. RIP, Speedy.
3. Our tin opener. Unlike Tane's mobile and my i-pod, the tin opener is not loved at all. In fact, it is our third tin opener in a year. I was somewhat surprised that it broke a mere 2 months after it was bought. Perhaps it knew that it wasn't loved? Is this a cynical ploy to keep tin-opener makers in business?
Regardless, if any of you can advise any technological items that will last longer than a few years, please let me know. I feel like I have had my fair share of things break on me this week.
Tuesday, 29 May 2012
Thursday, 5 April 2012
Sunday, 1 April 2012
Monday, 26 March 2012
Sunday, 25 March 2012
|With the new doctor. No pressure, Amotai.|
|Picnic in the bush|
|Walking around a pa site near Napier|
... a whanau hui at a marae next to a Taranaki beach ...
... a wonderfully relaxing weekend on a farm in the King Country ...
|Amotai attacked by the dreaded super head lice of Benneydale|
... the fabulous Art Deco weekend in Napier
|Autumn in Arrowtown|
|On the Basin Reserve's sacred turf. No pressure, Amotai|
Friday, 2 March 2012
If you are still reading, I wanted to write a list about the things I love about being a mum. Amotai is almost 5 months old now, and it's been an amazing time. I'd be lying if I said I loved every minute (especially the day of dyeing-all-the-washing-blue-after-being-pooed-on-doom), but I am having a pretty neat time. These are the things I am particularly enjoying:
1. When he smiles. So cheesy, but true.
2. The neat Mum-and-baby activities that are out there. I laugh at me of last year that worried about being bored while home with baby. If anything it's the opposite - there is so much to do. Active Mums, various other programmes that generally involve singing to the babies ... it's all quite fun.
3. Building on 2, re-learning all those old songs. Although, I confess to having to google the words to Rubber Ducky after some failed attempts to sing it during bath time.
4. Seeing the world through his eyes. It's hard to guess what will interest him - for example, today he ignored a small river, a native bird that flew across our path, and a colourful toy. In contrast, he spent ages stroking the couch.
An Amotai eye view of some sheep
It's a great ride, anyway, and I look forward to what the future brings.