On a not so rainy Saturday...

...6 years ago, I was sitting in the back seat of a car, engulfed by white fabric and tulle. As we drove through the tunnel of trees that led to the chapel, my Dad said gruffly "I hope Sir Jon knows how lucky he is". I smiled - my Dad had been feeling more emotional about this than I had. "Yes Dad, don't worry, he does". We spent the next couple of moments in silence as the chapel came into view. Surprisingly, I still wasn't nervous. I kept expecting to feel nervous but it never happened. I was feeling strangely calm, oddly at peace.

Finally, the big moment was here. The car stopped, and after some fussing with the dress and a few photos, I began the walk towards my future husband. I remember Dad making me walk slowly, like he was holding me back. He could probably feel me trying to walk too fast - I just wanted be at the other end of the aisle standing opposite Sir Jon. We'd been apart for almost twenty-four hours, and seeing each other again, at our own wedding - words can't describe. We had a million things we wanted to say to one another, but all we could do was smile and stare at each other with thirty of our closest family and friends watching on.

The ceremony was short, simple, and I don't remember a great deal of it. Or the rest of the day for that matter. It's all such a blur, I'm glad I have the video to look back on (and to edit, one of these days). But the lead up, I remember that vividly.

So, Happy Anniversary to my husband and best friend, Sir Jon. It has been an amazing six years, and I look forward to all the amazing years we have ahead of us.

My poor neglected blog

Oops.

It's been a while since I've posted. My poor neglected blog. My poor neglected 4 followers. I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting for an update on my absolutely riveting life.

And what have I been up to you might ask? Well, as a mum the answer is everything and nothing. I am flat out every day, but come the end of the day I couldn't tell you what I've actually done or achieved.

Part of the reason I have been neglecting my blog is that I have been trying to focus on my parenting... I've minimised my online time and have been spending more time with BBB and GG. My friend Mel was partly inspiration for this (hi Mel *waves*), but it was something I had already been thinking about. I was never addicted, but we had our computer smack bang in the

middle of the lounge room, so it was oh-so-easy to refresh Facebook or hit 'New Posts' on my forum on my way past. Our computer is now a bit more out of the way, and as a result I have noticed I am using the computer much, much less.

Another change we've made here is reducing TV time. I don't have a problem with TV and kids watching TV - hey, it's been a lifesaver here some days! What I had noticed here though was BBB just wanted it on all the time - it was a habit for him, and for me. And the big one - it was stopping me from spending time with BBB. We could go a whole day without me actually doing much with him, and it's not like I needed it on to entertain him while I was busy with GG or other things... it really was just habit. This isn't the kind of mother I wanted to be, so I've made a

change. This change involved rearranging some power-points and a long stick (BBB could turn the TV on no matter what we did, so we made it so that we turn the TV off at the power-point, but this also means needing a long stick to reach the switch!). Now the TV is almost never on, and already BBB is over his TV obsession. We turn it on for Playschool, but not much else.

Now I actually play with BBB and enjoy him.

And what's not to enjoy - he is absolutely beautiful.