Man I HATE this accounting unit. I really really really HATE it. Its soooooo boring and the lecturer is boring as well, so that is boring x boring which equals boring to the power of a billion.

And even worse, the lecturer is also the one that takes the tutorials and they are one after the other on the same night so its hours and hours of utter boredom. And I am not learning anything either so its boring and confusing which is even worse than just plain boring.

But enough about that. I had an extremely busy week, including hosting a baby shower at my house which was just luffley. I am very blessed to have a great group of girlfriends and we had a very nice day. The weather was beautiful, sunny and warm but not too hot, so the kids ran around outside and played in the sandpit and in the dogs water bucket which is always very popular round here, lol. I was very organised so I wasn't stressing at all, it was all very chilled. And then about ten minutes before everyone was due to arrive a bird flew into my house!! It was flying round and round and round and round and round the loungeroom. I was chasing it and got so dizzy. I was yelling "Bird, get out Bird, you can't be in here Bird, I can't have a bird in my house Bird, BIRD, GET OUT!!". And then he flew into the bathroom. I was a bit frazzled so I just shut the door and forgot about him for a few minutes. When I opened the door he was there flap flap flap, I can't STAND things flapping, I am terrible at things flapping near me, even when the kids get too close to my face flapping around I can't handle it. So I shut the door again!

Then my friend Britt arrived. I greeted her at the door with "There is a bird in my bathroom". She was like "hi, ...um what?". So anyway, I closed all the doors except the back door and opened the bathroom door and ...nothing. No flapping. I had to poke my head in and Bird was sitting in the shower. So anyway, in the end he flew out the door, what a relief. What a madhouse.

And in other news, I have found a family daycare spot for Callum, so he is there today. The lady is very nice and he seems to like her alot, she has a lot of toys. I took him there yesterday for two hours for a little practise run, then he went today for a bit longer. Today he went straight for the paints and I hardly even got a wave goodbye. So he is going to go there two days a week for a few hours so I can get some stuff done and look for a job of some description.

And being away from him for those hours might give me a break from the breastfeeding hormones and get my body kickstarted again so we can try for another baby in the next few months. Personal information on the blog today, lol! We are just thinking about it at the moment but are both pretty set on the idea so we will see what happens. I want to get fit and healthy first though, so I will hit the gym as well. My cousin has an engagement party in October so I want to lose a bit of weight before then as well so I can look nice at the party.

I have had an extremely busy week, I had dental surgery under twilight sedation so my teeth are nearly all fixed, I have to wait six months for the implant to heal properly and then I go back for the permanent ones. My front tooth had a big crack in it and it broke when I was under so he had to dodgy one up out of some stuff and he has given me quite a green coloured one, it looks a bit odd and makes me feel like a bit of a bogan but I guess its character building and in six months it will be all sparkly again so I am trying to be good natured about it.

I have about twenty stitches in my gums and my lip was numb into the third day but its all good now.

And in more exciting news my husband and I went on a date! We went to a Celtic Night at the RSL. I had fun, it was a bit dry but still fun anyway and the food was lovely and I had a few wines. My lovely friend Mel came over and looked after my kids, Baden was very excited about this and is still talking about it so they were obviously fine. It was so nice to be out and just be us and we didn't spend the whole night talking about the kids either. I yakked away with everyone on our table, I was so glad to be out, lol, yak yak yak, about this and that. They had some highland dancers there and I gotta be honest, they were bloody terrible, if it had been my kid dancing like that I would have been snapping my head off, so probably just as well I don't have a kid that does highland dancing! I didn't yak about that though, I kept that to myself, lol.

I missed my bagpipe lesson this week due to the dental work and I am going to wait till the stitches are out. But Baden had another drum lesson and he's going well, and I also enrolled him in Little Athletics. I also missed uni because of the dentist and now I am quietly packing myself about it because I am finding the subject so hard, I am seriously thinking about getting a tutor just to get through it. Accounting is so boring and so lame and I just want it over and done with!

Of all my parenting moments I have recently experienced one of my biggest achievements.

My 5 year old has a bedtime. A real proper official bedtime. It took four and a bit years for me to work out how it all worked, there were no tears and no tantrums and he has taken to it like a duck to water. His bedtime is 7.30pm every night, just like a normal kid! It's amazing!

I started off a few months ago when I had had enough of this feral kid still awake at 9 o'clock every night. He didn't ever go to sleep in his bed he just fell asleep on the couch and then was transferred to bed. We had wanted him to have a bedtime for ages, well, mostly me, Steve didn't seem to care, but I didn't quite know how to go about it. I would never leave my kids to cry themselves to sleep, not ever. I know my beautiful boys will probably cry themselves to sleep at some point, some girl will have broken their heart or they will have faced some disappointment in life, plenty of time for that later.

So, first of all I picked a number, might as well start at 8.30pm for "bedtime", so I told him all about bedtime and he seemed to think it was a good idea so the first night I went in with him and read him about ten stories, then turned out the light and rubbed his back till he fell asleep, it took a couple of hours. What a marathon. But I was determined so the next night I did the same thing. This went on for about a week, then one night he asked to go to bed at 8 o'clock, so off we went at 8 o'clock. Then I decided to see what would happen if I brought it back to 7.30pm, and it went well. He is getting up a lot earlier in the morning, which is good because he used to sleep in so late! I cut the stories back to three and I don't budge on that and now he doesn't ask for more, he knows it's three stories. Pyjamas, brush teeth, wee, hot water bottle filled, three stories. Then I turn out the light and rub his back for five minutes, I tell him when there is a minute left, then I get up and say goodnight, he says goodnight and I walk out.

He is going to bed easily and happily, he is getting up at the same time as Callum in the morning and he is bright and bubbly and happy.

So far I love having a 5 year old. And I love having a kid with a bedtime. I really really really love it. I can't believe I pulled this off, a few months ago it seemed like a miracle that other people did but not us!

For my next trick I would like to get Callum to sleep through the night. I think that really is in 'miracle' territory though...

I have been a mother for five years. I can't believe it. Baden is no longer a baby or even a toddler, he is five years old.

We took him to the Aquarium for his birthday. He had a party at daycare on the Friday. I made the fire engine birthday cake which he loved.

He had a great day. I know this because he told me.

So now that he is five he gets to start all the cool hobbies that I have been hanging out for him to start. First up was drum lessons, he has been asking for a while, I kept trying to steer him towards the guitar but he was quite insistent that he really preferred the drums, so I rang a drum teacher and asked him what he thought. He told me to bring him out for a free trial and he would tell me honestly whether or not he thought Baden was ready. So off we went. I could tell in the first few minutes that he was going to give the all clear. Baden was listening intently to the guy and doing everything he was asked, mainly just counting the beats and drumming four times on each of the drums and using the bass drum with his foot at the same time and remembering previous instructions. He did really well and he looked so cute, this little blondie on this full size drum kit, lol. I was very proud of him. So proper lessons start next week.

And we start athletics soon. Been hanging out for that one. I loved athletics when I was a kid so I have been brainwashing Baden about it since he could walk.

So that's about it for now. One hobby of his own request and one hobby stage mothered, lol. That's enough for now.

I love parenting newborns and babies up till about a year old, then it gets more challenging for me, two and three year old's do my head in, four year old's are a bit non-eventful but five year olds so far are back to being awesome because that's when they start doing fun stuff.