the fifo wife daily {girls night out}

Girls night out when I was young before when I was me this use to mean trouble, so much trouble. Now much more subdued it means a movie, coffee and lots of laughing about anything and everything from does size matter to how low should you go. Girls nights out for me doesn’t happen very often and I mean once every six months. Im rebuilding bridges. It should I guess happen on a more regular bases once a month perhaps. It is a time when we can be about us. Not about toilet training or day care rosters. It helps with ones emotional state and as a fifo wife we need that to ward off stress, and depression. Its about being with other women who are in the same breathless situation of the fifo life or just same motherhood life as we are.

Last night was my first girls night out in eleven months. When I initially went out I felt an enormous amount of guilt. Why I don’t know. I had left my babies with their daddy. Daddy was happy to be spending one on one time with his babies. I wasnt abandoning them to have a series of scandalous evenings out, I was going the movies with a very good girl friend. But that was; it felt like, like I had abandon them. Fact was it did them good and it did me even more good. Fifo husband liked seeing me so happy as I walked in the door, I felt a little bit like me again and I haven’t laughed so much in ages and here is confession number six: I’m a twihard…yes I went to watch twilight breaking dawn..I hang my head in shame as a thirty something mother Im ashamed and happily guilty..ahh but despite everything wrong about that saga I love it. Robert Pattinson….so ordinarily not my type of man but ahh what would I do for you..

I had such a good time I had almost forgotten how to be me and how much fun it can be to be an adult.

xxD

the fifo wife daily {its a christmas date}

4th of December. Christmas for the fifo family will be the 4th of December. So with the date having been set Christmas preparations have begun that’s the trick to fifo life  and Christmas pick a date and just start throw yourself into and have your family and friends do the same. Advent calenders commence from now (a few days might be missed but mummy doesn’t mind the sweet stuff)  and last night the tree went up. The lounge room is a mass of Christmas decorations and colour. Once upon a time before sticky, excited fingers I decorated the house different every year the house looked amazing even if I do say so myself I kinda miss that just a little. Now its tinsel, tinsel and more cheap tinsel it looks crass and vulgar in the daylight night time hmmm not so bad but and there is always a but the kids love it (although I am guilty to the odd bit of rearranging- ssshh they will never know). So with Christmas music blaring, fifo kids dancing, throwing tinsel on what ever would catch it and handsome fifo husband waltzing me around to santa baby. It was wonderful. Let the festivities begin.

xxD

a fifo wife {recipe: Nutella sandwhich any one?}

Every afternoon B1 comes home from Prep, we have afternoon tea and we share how his and our day went. Its one my favourite times of the day. Usually I serve up rice crackers and cheese. Sometimes is biscuits and milk but I stumbled on a beautiful mess whilst doing my daily blog stalk and she reminded me of the ever old faithful Nutella (something I had decided to purposely forgot about after consuming more than mine and the state of Qld’s fair share). She makes this delicious little morsels from scratch, cookie included but I think that you could use a plain Arnotts biscuit of any description.

Here’s the recipe from scratch (it makes 10-12)

Ingredients: 1/2 cup softened butter, 1 cup granulated sugar, 1/4 cup brown sugar, 1 egg, 1 teaspoon vanilla extract, 2 cups flour, 1 teaspoon (aluminum-free) baking powder, 1/2 teaspoon salt and plenty of Nutella.

Cream together the butter and sugars, stir in egg and vanilla. Now mix in flour, baking powder and salt until just combined. The batter should be crumbly and you will probably need to use your (clean) hands to combine it a bit more to form a dough ball. Cover in plastic wrap and place in the freezer for 20 minutes.

Now form into small round disks, about 2-3 inches in diameter and uniformly thick. You want your cookies to all sort of match each other in size because you will be placing one of top of another to form sandwich cookies. Bake at 350 F for 15-18 minutes, allow to cool completely on a cooling rack before adding filling. Once cool, spoon a couple of tablespoons of Nutella on one cookie and place another on top. Devour, and don’t apologize

I’ll let you know how mine go

xxD

a fifo wife {the fifo life: Confession number five a little bit jealous}

Handsome fifo husband  is home. The house is twice as noisy and the fifo boys are excited beyond belief. They are literally hanging off him. I missed my morning cuddle. Ignored they went straight to dad. Mum wheres mum?. I have just been the carer for the last month how easily I am discarded…lol..seriously though as I watched them smoother him with ticklish dinosaur love I was happy a far cry from when the boys first entered this relationship. Here is confession number five..how they are rising..

Long before now I was jealous terribly so. Not of my husband but of the relationship that my husband had with my children it was crazy. I don’t believe I behaved in a jealous manner but I felt it. I guess its something that this fifo life can bring unexpected feelings, relationship issues that normally wouldnt present them selves in a conservative family. I didn’t know initially what the feeling was, Ive never been jealous before. I couldn’t understand why they discarded me so easily after I worked so hard all month for them. I resented my husband for it. It made me inwardly angry and I would withdraw from being a good parent when my husband was home. When he was home I cared for my babies but I stopped playing with them, giving them kisses. I felt somewhat hurt by their exuberance and affection they felt for their daddy. Yet when he returned back to work I was the same old me again and they were the same old them.

Now I know most will say I don’t understand how you can be like that well I was. Most will say its normal look at how kids can be with there daycare carers and their mums but I couldn’t see that  perhaps I was tired perhaps hormonal I dont know but I never meant for it to happen but thankfully my husband didn’t allow it to carry on for to long. Per normal in the car on the way to dropping him off for work he asked me what the matter was; I was different with the kids. I simply told him I didn’t understand what was wrong with me why did I feel this way and what was it. I told him I felt angry with the how the boys loved him different to me.

Jealousy he said plain and simple. It doesn’t make you a bad person if you didn’t feel jealous it means you perhaps didn’t care. Jealousy is a sign of insecurity. So what are you insecure about he said and whilst I denied it at the time I was frightened I was a bad mother because my babies didn’t behave like that for me. They didn’t go crazy like that for me. What he did point out was who did they want when they fell, when they where sick, when they where feeling anxious..me. He was here every second month like a new toy. He was right. He was a novelty to them. Didnt that make you sad and angry? No he said because I know that they love me. So that was it. As soon as I said my fear out loud as soon as I realised the reason behind my fear and jealousy it disappeared. Gone forever.

Now I relish the space the opportunity to breathe and laugh at my husband as he now struggles to cope with the insane dinosuar love.

xx D

the fifo wife daily {he’s coming home}

I don’t know what to post today. He is home tonight. Qantas behave yourself he is due in at 8pm. I’m all over the place. I’m thinking of what needs to be done all awhile trying to work out what to wear. Seriously I’m so excited I have that nervous pee going on. Its been this way ever since we met. He still gives me that jolt of lightening when he walks unexpectedly into a room and the thought of him makes me smile. He simply is the most amazing person, husband, father, man I know (with the exception of my dad..always a daddy girl). He works hard, he is thoughtful, caring, and he misses out on things for me for us he really is amazing.

xxD