My 50th Post – What Have I Learned?

On September the 11th, less than 2 months ago, I made my very first blog post in this blog. Today, I am posting my 50th. Of course, some things have changed in that short time – things are always changing when you have an infant. Squirm is nearly 12 weeks old and is less into the toy elephant and more into anything he can fit into his mouth. I can drive again after the 6 weeks after my c-section. And I discovered an awesome community of people online.

What have I Learned?

  • Posting every day or almost every day isn’t too hard with a little preparation. The scheduling tool is brilliant.
  • Get involved with link ups. It’s the best way to meet other awesome bloggers
  • Don’t spend all day obsessively refreshing the stats page. it’s just sad
  • Use photos – they look pretty
  • Reply to comments as much as possible
  • Link up with Facebook and Twitter – another way to meet people
  • Start saving to go to a blogging conference some day šŸ™‚
  • I really want a smart phone to make taking pictures easier
  • I probably should organise some business cards – people are always interested in the blog when I talk to them about it šŸ™‚

Because I’m pretty stoked that this is my 50th post, I decided to tell you 5 things you may not know about me:

  1. I’m a big geek when it comes to Buffy, West Wing, Spooks, Harry Potter and Glee
  2. I’ve been on the internet since around 1996. I started with very basic web pages and taught myself basic html
  3. I met Mr Pilot when we both worked at the Myer Centre Eatery
  4. Although my Bachelor of Arts had a major in history, one of my favourite classes was an American Politics class
  5. My favourite colours have been green and pink for a while, but I’m developing a real affection for nice blues at the moment

Looking for me elsewhere?

Facebook – Adventure of a Subversive Reader
Twitter – @subversiveread
Email – subversive reader@gmail.com

Smelling the Roses: The body and brain edition

Each week I’d like to post about something which is beautiful, or funny, or unexpected which has made me happy through the week.

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There’s two things which have made me exceedingly happy this week. The first one is the wonderful IHeartMyBody day, which happened yesterday. The wonderful comments on my own post, and the amazing posts I was able to read yesterday really made me feel warm and wonderful inside.

Then there was my wonderful husband and the amazing gift he brought home for me this week – a brand new MacBook Pro, especially to help with my blogging. Best. Husband. Ever šŸ™‚

Why we should celebrate our teachers: Happy World Teachers Day

Today we celebrate World Teacher’s Day. Before Squirm was born, I was a teacher – first in primary school before moving up to High School this year. But this isn’t a post about me. It’s a post about how important education and teachers are.

This week I finished watching Life at 7 on the ABC (the series is still on iView and really worth watching). One of my favourite parts were watching the parents of one of the kids both graduate from university. From the first series, Life at 1, they’d both managed to put themselves through university and create a better life for themselves and their children. (And be pretty awesome while doing it)

And while higher education is more self driven, it’s the teachers in our earlier years who drive us towards it. And we always remember the best ones.

Like Mrs Clendinnen who introduced me to Enid Blyton and the joy of reading in grade one. I don’t think I’d be writing this blog without her, since I was well and truly on my way to being a ‘naughty kid’. She realised my restlessness had a healthy dose of boredom with it, and told me I would be able to read a book if I finished my work first. My bank account and shelf space may be hurting because of her, but my passion for books was sparked by her.

And Ms Adams who took me for Grade 9 history and made me love it so much that I went on to study it at university. I have never worked so hard on an assignment as I did for her.

Then there was Mr Turner, who I had for science in Grade 9 and 10 and Chemistry in Grade 11 and 12. His teaching allowed me to win the science prize in Grade 9 (which still surprises me) and managed to coax me through Chemistry when I really wanted to be doing physics. He won the Queensland teacher of the year award a few years ago, and I’m thrilled that other students are getting to enjoy his classes as much as I did.

There were many other teachers, especially at high school, as well as lecturers and tutors who made a difference in my life. Then there’s all the fabulous teachers I’ve worked with who work miracles all the time. Happy World Teachers Day to all of them, and I hope they have an awesome day.

What teachers made a difference to your life?

What’s in a name? – What kind of bloggers are we?

Or a post in which I link to other examples of blogs . . .

On Monday night, I, like a lot of other bloggers watched Media Watch. It was a pretty mild episode (for Media Watch, anyway) but one thing has stuck with me – other people dislike the ‘Mummy Blog’ name that is so often given to us.

Being new to this blogging community (hey, being new to being a mother!), I didn’t realise that other people also felt this way. “Mummy blogger” always felt a big patronising and over-cute, like being a mother was the only thing we ever blogged about, while decorating our blogs with pictures of pink and blue booties. (That’s a terrible simile. I apologise for that. Also, booties in Qld Spring and Summer – not so much of a thing at the moment)

However, I can totally understand the desire for classification when it comes to blogs. After all, at the end of 2011 there were 181 million blogs in the world. So, when someone goes looking for a blog to read, they’re probably looking for a certain type of blog, or a blog written by a certain type of person.

So what is an alternative to the ‘mummy blogger’ moniker?

I like the idea of being ‘classified’ or named by what we write. After all, bloggers who blog about science would be science or scientific bloggers and bloggers who blog about places in the world are travel bloggers. This might mean that we should be called ‘parenting bloggers’ except very few of the blogs I read talk only about parenting. Because very few of them bloggers I read are defined by their parenthood status alone. In fact, because we are all people of many interests and loves, we very rarely stick to only one topic.

For example, Documenting Delight (one of my very favourite blogs), could rightfully be called a photography blog – most of the entries are photos and they are beautifully done. But they aren’t just photos. Each one is a tiny story about Georgia and her lovely family. And her recent series of posts about the family trip to the Philippines would be worthy of any travel blog. She is not trapped into one particular subject.

Then there’s This Charming Mum and Enid Bite’Em. Both have book heavy blogs (probably one of the reasons I enjoy reading them so much). But This Charming Mum has an awesome weekly series of guest posts about hobbies and occasional forays into whatever she feels like writing. And over at Enid Bite’Em, you might go on a day trip in Tasmania or learn much more about Roller Derby.

Another friend (I’m not sure how public she wishes her blog to get, so I’m not linking at this point in time) blogs amazing baby food recipes, and then blogs about her son’s lost sock and an act of kindness that returned it.

Most of us like blogging about our children. We like sharing our stories, and often get feedback – building a community of knowledge. But we also like talking about books, fashion, shopping, travel, home decorating, movies, music, great moments in our lives and even ukuleles. All the things that make up our lives.

I thought about a few possibilities to rename us away from the ‘mummy blogger’. I thought of parenting blogger and family blogger. I joked about unicorn blogger and laughed at embedded domestic reporter. But, just now, as I finish writing this post, I think I might have thought of a name I’m proud to be called.

I’m a life blogger.

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Are you a life blogger too? Or have you got another name you’re proud of?


Why I Heart My Post Pregnancy Body

My body at 41 weeks pregnant

My fingers are still slightly swollen. My breasts are often lop-sided. There are dark marks tracking from my thighs to above my belly. And my belly is a proper little jelly-belly, with it’s own little jiggle.

And I love it all.

Just 12 weeks ago I was huge. 41 weeks pregnant, with massively swollen hands and wrists. Mr Pilot and I were trudging around the neighbourhood twice a day and I’m sure that the sight of me was scaring all the neighbours. 11 and a half weeks ago, the doctors made an incision in my stomach and pulled out my beautiful boy. The next morning, as I took my first (rather painful) post-birth shower, I realised my body would never be the same again. At the time, I was exhausted, sore and incredibly teary and I didn’t really know what to think about my body. But time has passed now and things have become clearer.

I love my new body.

I love the way it carried my beautiful Squirm so his little body was strong enough to fight the early battles. I love the way my body has fed my beautiful Squirm so he now seems the size of a small elephant (slight over exaggeration, but he has been stacking the weight on). I love that my shoulders and back and hips are strong enough to wear my beautiful Squirm close to my heart. I love the way my body has softened and curved into a new shape to suit what is, in some ways, the new me.

We’re not supposed to love our post-birth bodies. We’re constantly bombarded with images and news stories and ads on Facebook which promise us the key to losing our baby weight, that show us the latest celebrity to lose their baby weight, that make us feel like we should be all sharp lines and angles and perfectly sculpted muscles.

But I don’t think I’ve looked like that since I was 15, and I’m quite happy not to look that way again. I’m quite happy to look different, because I am changed by this experience. What my body has managed to do is evident in the marks, the curves and the softness of my belly.

And I love it.

A self portrait of me taken this morning

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Squirm’s Book Reviews: A Random Edition

Each week I review books we have read with Squirm

The Flood by Nigel Gray

We first meet Mrs Farmer, in her red coat and boots, as the rain keeps falling down. As parts of the farm fill up with water, Mrs Farmer moves the animals to the house. They might take over a range of rooms inside, and make quite a mess, but Mrs Farmer finds their company reassuring. So when the waters recede and the animals return to their normal places, how will Mrs Farmer feel?

This is a lovely quiet book, with a surprising counting twist (at least until you get to the hens). The illustrations are simple and engaging and there’s quite a few little things to point out in them. There’s a few other books out their about floods, including the awesome Jackie French one about the Brisbane Floods – this one would accompany other books very well.

Dance With MeĀ by Charles R Smith Jnr

This was a lovely simple book which encouraged the reader to dance along. It used simple but rhythmical language which was really lovely to read aloud. But, there was much more to the story when you ‘read’ the pictures as well as the words. In the pictures you realised that you are following a pair of children as they dance around their neighbourhood. We watch them go from one store to another, and as we reach the end, we realise that they’re collecting items for their brother’s birthday party.

I really liked the way the book was put together and I found the realisation they were getting ready for a birthday really pleasing šŸ™‚ You could use the book to talk about how pictures make such a difference to stories and try to draw new pictures for the text. You could also have a dancing party with this book.

PouchĀ by David Ezra Stein

The baby kangaroo comes out of his mother’s pouch and confidently goes exploring. Confident, that is, until he comes across something strange. Then ‘Pouch!’ and the kangaroo skitters back to the comfort of his mother. This repeats until the kangaroo comes across something strangely familiar.

This is a relatively short book, but packs a lot of humour into just a few words. The illustrations feel really lush and I think the whole thing would be fun to read over and over again. You could spend some time talking and learning about the different animals in the book, but I think this is a book that would make a great little play for a Prep or Grade One class šŸ™‚

Home Organisation 101: The Master Bedroom completed

Find the challenge post here

I feel like I’ve been working on the Master Bedroom forever. In reality it’s only been a little over two weeks, but there’s been some big changes in that time!

Before Photos

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I started by buying some new bedding. We rotate two sets of sheets – our old ones were pale green and pink and were starting to look and feel old. I bought a set of sky blue sheets, along with a new pillow for each of us. I also bought pillow protectors and finally bought a mattress protector, so I feel less anxious when Squirm is in the bed with us! I also bought a new set of green sheets which go on the bed today. We still use our old quilt cover and matching cushions, which are pink and green, but the blue in the room brightens things up!

Then it was onto my bedside table. (I’m letting Mr Pilot attack his own side). I cleaned up the top, removing a lot of books I’d already read. Then I used the tins my sister gave me at Christmas to hold a bunch of stuff from the drawers and then act as bookends. I also finally finished rereading Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix (it’s a sad ending! If I don’t read it, Harry won’t be sad!)

The insides of the drawers were pretty easy to clean out and I ended up with not much in them, which was nice šŸ™‚

The top of the dresser was always going to be more difficult due to my necklace buying habit. I was kind of displaying them, but I wasn’t real happy with it. I ended up taking the cork board I was using and covering it with fabric. I’d used a fabric marker to draw a map on the fabric, which continues a map theme I’ve been trying for in the whole house. I then sorted my jewellery and ended up throwing a lot away. Most of the necklaces are on the board, a few are tucked away in other places.

Finally, I needed to add some decoration to the room. On the top of the trunk at the end of the bed, I put two baskets, along with a cushion and my old teddy bear. I added a vase and fake flowers to the dresser and bought two lamps for the bedside tables. Finally I put up hooks to display Mr Pilot’s hats and arranged a collection of pictures on the wall above my bedside table. I think I might put some more decoration in later, but for now this looks great.

After Photos

The dresser with our clothes baskets on either side

The bed and bedside table

The other side of the bed. Usually there’s two wide brimmed hats hanging here

Detail on top of the dresser

The end of the bed

Bedside table

Jewellery board detail

The bedroom with the lamps lit up

Home Organisation 101 – Sneaking a peek at a nearly finished Master Bedroom

You can find the prompt post here

I’ve only got a few things to do to finish up in the master bedroom, so I thought I’d give you a little sneak peek at what I’ve been doing:

It used to look like this

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And now parts look like this:

Another couple of days and I’ll be 100% finished with my first full room of this challenge!

Something to Smile About

Yesterday was a busy day, with a fair amount of disruption – in and out of the car and the sling – for Squirm. Usually a day like this would be absolutely terrifying to me, disruption automatically equaling an arsenic hour which stretches long into the night.

But something has definitely changed with Squirm, and he’s coping with these distractions a lot better. The fussing in the afternoon isn’t as intense, nor does it last as long. Instead I was treated to an afternoon of smiling and playing with the new soft rattles we’d bought at Ikea earlier in the day.

After dinner, I found myself on the couch feeding (again!) Most of the time, Squirm falls asleep. And most of the time this is just a brief interlude before he gets going again. But sometimes he falls asleep on me and stays that way.

Last night, as he curled around me, fast asleep, I couldn’t help but smile. To have this little person, warm against me; to know that he sleeps better when he’s close to myself or Mr Pilot; to sit and watch him breath and wonder what the world has in store for him. This is such a precious gift, and I’m so amazed and pleased that it’s been given to me.

Today and tonight, as I hold him tight, I’ll probably make a little wish that I get many, many more of these wonderful moments.

Heading to Ikea

Today Squirm and I are heading down the highway to visit Ikea. It’s the first time I’ve headed down there this year, which means it’s the first time I’ve ever gone with a baby šŸ™‚ This trip is mostly about looking at ideas and getting a few small things – and Mr Pilot says I’m not allowed to get anything that won’t fit into the boot of the car!

There’s a lot I enjoy about going to Ikea, but this will only be the second time that I go there on my own (since Squirm is too young to give his opinion). I’ve gone with family, friends and Mr Pilot (the only person I know who can go in and out of Ikea in an hour – it took us longer to put the table we bought together), but going on your own is always a different experience. On your own you can take your time to dream over certain sections, and quickly pass by the sections which hold less interest. You’re not held by anyone elses wishes šŸ™‚

So, what will I specifically be looking for today? I want to get lamps for the bedroom and I’m looking for some wall decoration. I want to spend a bit of time looking at textiles as well as some storage ideas.

I promise that I’ll update you on my progress when I return!