Little Oliver J has moved

Hi all.
Well, it's been a while.
Little Oliver J has had a re-do, and name change. You can now find us here.
That's http://worklifemum.wordpress.com/ for all of those who wish to add it to their little black books.

Why you ask? Well the explanation is over at Work Life Mum, but as the name change would suggest- my life has changed dramatically over the past 4 months and so it's time for a change. Don't worry, LOJ will not be closed- it's for him and I will keep it for him. But I won't be blogging from here anymore. So come over and say hey at my new address.

Thanks for all the love and support over the years. I hope this is not goodbye, please come over to my new place and share a cup of tea.

Signing off from Little Oliver J for the last time *tear*

Mama J
xx

A stop motion very short film.

A very short stop motion film, expect more of these to come.

Mama J xx

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A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2013.

21.07.2013-28.07.2013

You sat and watched the birds. This is the first time you have ever just sat and observed. We feed them popcorn and admired the view. It was one of those magical moments.

It's funny to think that just a few weeks ago I was worried about your speech. You are communicating more every day, Daddy even heard you say 'love you'. You have a 'best mate' who you play with and wrestle with. He makes you such a happy, confident boy- which in many ways to always have been. But he also makes you content, and relaxed- which is very new and exceptionally wonderful.

Everyday you grow in leaps and bounds, as we ran down the hill at the arboretum today I felt that it was representative of your childhood going faster and faster and impossible to stop- but such a wild and wonderful ride.

I love you so much. 

Love always

Mama J 

xx 

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A photo of my child, once a week, every week for 2013.

14.07.2013-20.07.2013

Somebody got a hair cut! 

In a blink of an eye you grow even more. With your new hair cut your changes all seem to come to the surface. Everyday you are less of a baby, and today you are a child.

Love Always

Mama J

xx

So, what do you do?

I've always found it completely bizarre that people define themselves by their job. Just completely bizarre.

But then don't we all define ourselves by what we do.

As most of you know, I recently entered the workforce after two years as a stay at home mum. I managed to secure myself a position as an 'Events and Publications Assistant' with a government funded think tank. Basically I spend my days assisting to plan events, taking photos at said events, editing photos, processing publications orders, and I've just started doing a few more hands on roles in publications. Just six weeks and I am absolutely in love with my job.

I'm sort of in a weird place. I am adjusting to not being Oliver's primary care giver. I still feel like I am all Mother, but I also feel like I am very dedicated to my career. I remember when the thought of having a lunch break without Oliver almost gave me a panic attack. Now we spend nine plus hours apart a day.

Now, if somebody asked me what I did I would answer that I am an Events and Publications Assistant.

But thats not the whole story. I am also a Mother, and I am proud to dedicate all of my time to being a mother, which is why this blog gets so little of my love. I am also proud to be getting paid to do something that I love. When I was a stay at home Mum I actually felt like I was working harder.

I find it so incredibly fucked up that success is generally defined by the paycheque that comes with it. Well, thats not how I define success. In fact, I don't think I could be any more successful than I am now. I have the perfect home life. Oliver is loving daycare and excelling. James and my relationship is rejuvenated. And I love my job. Nothing could actually be better.

It's all downhill from here, oh god! Although I'm sure it's not.

I guess if you do what you love, you should consider yourself a success. Even if you do it after work, you are lucky to be able to do what you love. And if you get paid for what you love, then wow, you've hit the jackpot.

So, what do you do?

It's been a year now.

On Sunday, James and I celebrated our one year anniversary.

It has been one year since our perfect DIY wedding. It's funny when these milestones come a long and you reflect on the year that has been.

This time last year we lived in an apartment in inner Sydney, we had a crawling baby, I was still studying my degree, and James and I were very much in love.

Today, we live in a beautiful house in the ACT. Our almost two year old is walking, running, and jumping. I have not only completed my degree, but I have also started my career. And James and I are very much in love.

It's funny how marriage doesn't change anything, but now that we have been married twelve months I couldn't imagine not being married.

I often think about how sad it is that in our society, in the land of the free, this human right is restricted from so many people. I hope that by our next anniversary I am at writing different words, words that prove Australia is the free country we claim it to be.

I also reflect on how much has stayed the same. I am back to where I was health wise this time last year, much to my dismay, Oliver still loves to dance, and be tickled, he still loves Panda and he is still very much a Mamas boy.

Around this time last year, I married my soul mate and my best friend. I love him with my entire heart and soul. And I know I am loved and supported.

It's been a year now, and so much has changed- yet so much remains the same.

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A portrait of my child, once a week, every week in 2013.

I've rekindled my love of the lensbaby, so I'll be experimenting with that for the next few weeks.

07.07.13-14.07.13

Your Daddy and I have been together for five years this weekend, and married one year today. To celebrate we packed up the car and drove down to the South Coast to visit the Mogo Zoo. We stopped at a gorgeous cafe on the way and you drank your juice in delight. You sat calmly- which is rare for you. At Mogo Zoo you ran around from animal to animal speaking there language. The obvious highlight for all involved was the chance to feed the deers. You never wanted to leave. The delight took over your entire body as you skipped from deer to deer feeding each one equally. You yelled at them if they put their head out too far and a few times it seemed as if you even tried to join them. The joy this brought you absolutely made the day. 

This week we have be dealing with your hitting. We are truly blessed to have found Andreea as your day carer. Together we are working on stopping the problem before it really starts. You are loving day care and did not fuss once this week when I dropped you off. You are such a happy boy, but you are still a toddler. You tantrum and you cry, you hit and you bite. But you listen, and you know when you are wrong. Today, you even said sorry. Your language is growing leaps and bounds everyday. You are picking up news words everyday and sometimes you just come out with the most amazing words.

Oliver, you are the pinnacle of bliss. 

I love you ever so much.

Love always, Mama J. xx