About our blogger: Bea
I'm not a mum, but I'd like to be. I work full-time as a contractor to a young and rapidly growing business in New Zealand. I'm married to a rock-loving, technology savvy, crazy-hot stud. You may consider that to be a biased opinion but they are my facts. I'm working out how to have the family I want, maintain a career, and stay at home doing it all.
I'm not from New Zealand originally and as a result
every-time I experience something new, be it medically, financially, in the workplace or at home, I have to learn the process from the basics to mastery in just a few steps. It can be frustrating, so maybe you can help (the drugs help too).
I'm 35, fairly well educated (degree and diploma on hand) and with some varying life experiences that have shaped me to the lady (ha!) I am today. Education, as we now know, does not mean you're smart. It just means you can tell a teacher what they want to hear. Still, those certificates sure do look pretty on the wall.
January 13th, 2010
Break out the champagne, it’s been 365 days since you were first subjected Bea. To celebrate, I’m working in my p.j.’s ALL DAY.
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In other news, Barbara over at JoBart has tagged me in what is likely one of the more enjoyable meme’s I have encountered. Her favorite photo is such a beautiful one that you should really go over to see it.
Like most who have been tagged in this task, I’ve found it hard to find a favorite photo that I really like but came up with this one: Read the rest of this entry »
January 4th, 2010
Remember how I talked about wanting my own business? And how it was meant to be launched by November 1st 2009? Well, believe it or not, I’m about as ready as I’ll ever bet.
Ladies, I present to you:
(you can click on the logo to get to the new site!)
The Baby Room is an online store for fertility products such as pregnancy tests, ovulation tests, and ttc friendly lubricants. Trust me, the irony is not lost on me. I figured since I have spent so much of my own money on fertility products, it was Read the rest of this entry »
January 4th, 2010
I’m crap at resolutions, how about you? After 2 weeks (plus!) of eating whatever looks good, drinking whatever is given, staying up and sleeping in late, anyone would feel like a little more clean living would do them some good. This is how I suspect New Year’s Resolutions were born.
And then it’s days (hours?, minutes?, weeks?) later that resolutions look hard. You’re back at work, kids are at school, and life carries on in its usual busy manner. Sticking to resolutions then? Pretty hard.
(As an aside: I once spent a Christmas season so full Read the rest of this entry »
December 23rd, 2009
The only problem with international Christmas presents is that the sender has to identify the contents of the package. My Dad identified this one as ‘baking aid’.
Made with extra love on his own lathe, no doubt.
December 9th, 2009
Things I love about being back in our home, and about it being summer:
- The sound of the kids a few doors down as they jump into their pool
- Seeing my neighbors in the local village, and feeling like I belong
- The blue BLUE sky above the green GREEN trees that surround our small patch of land*
- Our deck, and the way Read the rest of this entry »
December 8th, 2009
This afternoon I was at the local library, trying to use my library card after being away for 6 months. Picked my books, thought of sitting on the deck with a cup of tea in the sun, considered picking up some flowers on the way home.
The librarian took my books, scanned my card, told me I had overdue fines. In fact, not overdue fines. REPLACEMENT fines. Totaling $109.00. I, being right all the time, asked what books they were and then swore upside and down, inside and out, on my life and yours that I had returned the books before we moved. That I could not possibly have the books, that I am SO diligent about returning books that it was their system that was in error, not me. That’s right Mrs. Librarian, THE SYSTEM IS BRINGING ME DOWN.
Mrs. Librarian called the other branches, got everyone to check their shelves, confirmed Read the rest of this entry »
December 8th, 2009
I have to be honest, there are days when blogging is the LAST thing I want to do. When there’s too much going on, and I’m struggling to make sense of it, the noise of all that information is deafening and makes writing impossible.
When I’ve taken good hard look at what I’m writing, and put some serious effort into posts, and then see my readership drop, I can’t help but wonder what I’m doing this for. Sure, it’s cathartic. But I’m paying a therapist for that too.
But then, there are friends that come through. Who say the right thing at the right time. Who are reading while I’m Read the rest of this entry »
November 30th, 2009
I’ve always been a late bloomer, the last to come to the party. It’s true now, as it was at 13.
Remember being 13? All giggly and blush-y and boys (!), with a little bit of Barbie thrown in for good measure. It’s such an awkward age, at least it was for me. Still a kid, with toys and pink rooms, but on the verge of ‘growing up’ and beginning to think that maybe your parents don’t know everything.
I was the last of my girl-friends to come the conclusion that Read the rest of this entry »
November 30th, 2009
From our deck, where I am ‘working’. Summer has all of a sudden arrived. I welcome it with open arms and a cheers!
November 27th, 2009
I dropped you off at the airport the day we moved into our
first flat together.
You called me days later, told me you had been looking at
‘kites’.
I called you the day before your return, you said you had
put a down payment on a ‘kite’. Read the rest of this entry »
