Tuesday, January 29, 2013

{Giveaway} Back To School with Stuck On You!



Please email me at fivelittlereasons@me.com


Today marked the first day back at school for most Queenslanders, which means getting back into routines and structure.  While the Reasons were at school, I reorganised our Homework Station ready for the year. 

Thanks to Stuck On You, the Reasons received a present each today to celebrate going back to school.  We are all set for when homework starts.  The Personalised Stationery was a big hit with the Reasons!

Thick Triangular Pencils perfect for the junior years.
HB Pencils.

Make sure you fill your Homework caddy with plenty of HB pencils, coloured pencils, textas and crayons, a ruler, an eraser, a sharpener, sissors and glue.

Browsing through the awesome range at Stuck on You including Kids Backpacks and lunchboxes, Invitations and Stationery, A HUGE range of Labels along with some personalised Home Essentials like laundry baskets and cushions, makes it was difficult to narrow down to one item each.

I decided to get the Little Reasons a Wooden Name Puzzle each.  These are perfect for keeping them occupied during homework time.  Not only are the perfect for teaching them fine motor skills, along and recognising their name, they can also use the pieces to trace their name, count the letters, learn the colours and more.

Thanks to Stuck On You, one lucky reader will receive a $50 voucher to spend on anything they wish!

All you have to do is head to the Stuck On You website and tell me in a comment below what item you would choose and what colour and image you would include.

Entries are open to Australian residents only and competition closes Monday 5th February 2013 at 6pm.  



This competition has now closed.  

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

{Brett's Write Mind} New Year, New Me.

 Like most people my age, I have a long history of stop/start fitness regimens. (I use the word regimen strictly as a means of making the entire process sound a lot more structured and realistic than it actually is, there has never been anything truly regimental about my fitness routines). Admittedly, the stopping is a hell of a lot easier than the starting. Once you stop and the longer you stop for, the harder it is to light that fire again. Finding the energy and time for that initial push or shove back into some sort of fitness/health routine seems to be harder to find sometimes than the Higgs Boson. My push came from within, the shove from my Brother-in-law, and so it began.

 I read once that it takes 5 'sessions' of exercise to overcome the initial reluctance and lack of motivation for the new routine to become a routine, 5 days of pain before the gain. 5 days for your body to realise that something is happening and it needs to get its shit together before some real damage is done. If that is the case, I’m not even half way there. One weights session focusing on upper body strength (of which I have none apparently) and a 40-minute run/walk/fall over in the searing heat over two days and I am feeling every bit the 40 year old.

And that’s exactly the reason I need to push on, no WANT to push on. Will push on.

Half a lifetime ago, before fulltime work, before fulltime children, I was ridiculously fit. I know I am never going to achieve that level again, but I remember how good it feels, my body remembers what it’s like to be in shape. So I know what’s in front of me and I know what the possible rewards are at the end of the journey.
I don’t need to look far for motivation or inspiration to continue. I have 5 young reasons at home that are going to benefit immensely from a fit and healthy dad as they get older and inevitably more active themselves. My own health, both physical and mental, will benefit infinitely from regular exercise. The evidence that exercise has a positive effect on mental health is overwhelming and something I have experienced first hand in the past.

My life was at a crossroads towards the end of last year. I had hit a new low and the sobering reality was that it could have been the end of all I love, my entire world was falling away from my weakening grasp. Things happened that at the time appeared to signify the end of the world, little did I know they would bring about the beginning of a new world, a better one, one with a future.

I have a great deal of work to do to become the man, husband and father I need and want to be. This new fitness/health regimen (a real one this time) is just one part of a holistic and comprehensive self-improvement doctrine that will see me become the person I want to be, have been before and know I can be forever. 

I am hurting all over, every muscle stings, but it feels good. For the first time in a long time, my future is bright. Bring it on!

“Hope smiles from the threshold of the year to come, Whispering 'it will be happier'...”

            ― Alfred Tennyson

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Defending my Marriage

Everyone has at least one hater.  That one person in your life that isn't in your corner.  Fortunatly for us, most of the people in our lives are cheering us on.  However, I know of a few people who have doubted our marriage from the start.

Marriage is tough.  Everyone knows that.  Anyone that doesn't agree is fooling themselves.

Brett and I celebrate 13 years of marriage this year.  And we are happy.  

Today, however, I feel like I have to defend my marriage.

Why am I writing this post?  This has actually been a long time coming, but the crunch point was a few weeks ago, when things crashed spectacularly with Brett.  Our world concaved and I actually was very badly wounded.  For the first time in our Bipolar journey, I didn't know what to do to help him.  For the first time in our journey, I really didn't know if I could make it better, for me, the Reasons or for Brett.

And the day that it all came incomprehensibly crashing, I posted on my personal facebook page.  "Living with a Bipolar Sufferer is the most difficult thing in the world.  I am not sure if I can do it anymore".

I was wounded.  Deeply wounded.  

My close friends and family, who truly know us, came to the rescue.   They were there in a heart beat.  And it was awesome.  

However, there was a few who pelted me with stones.  More than one person. 

They questioned my love for my husband.  Told me to "walk a day in his shoes".  Indicated that I must not love him.

Let me set the record straight right now.  

Not only do I love my husband with every cell in my body, but I am truly, madly and deeply IN love with him.    I guess that is what makes it all so much harder.  

I may vent that I can't do it anymore.  That I, for a fleeting moment, wish it could end.  In that moment.  Hold my hands up for a short while and surrender.  However, that doesn't mean that I don't love my husband.   It means that I am wounded.  It means that I am reaching out for help.  Help that the "haters" have never given.  It is just me venting.  We all do it.  I do it in a more public fashion.  I am aware of that.  Brett is aware of that.  We will continue to share our lives through this blog.   

But in the end, I will always be by his side.   Brett knows it.  I know it.  


So to those people who are not in our lives on a regular basis.  To those people that draw their own conclusions without even knowing the full story.   Back off.  I have had enough.  Be told now, that we honestly don't care what you think or gossip about our marriage and family behind our backs.  Well, obviously, I care a little, because in the end, you are hurting my little family.  Aim all you like at me.  But back off from my husband and my children.

I know that our marriage is strong.  I know the deep connection that Brett and I share.  I know that I am a good mother to the Five Little Reasons.   

Time has and will continue to prove you all wrong.

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Saturday, January 19, 2013

This is OUR year!

I'm back!


For 2013.


The last year I have spent a whole heap of time searching for my soul.  Who I am.  What I love.  What I want in my one little life.

And I have realised that I am happy.  Really happy.

December was a rough month.  One of the roughest months I have ever had to face.  Rough for the reasons.  Rough for Brett.  Rough for the Mama and wife that struggled to keep it together.

Brett crashed with epic proportions in December.  Epic.

It rocked my soul to the core.  I struggled to get back on my feet.  And that is just me.  I also had to help Brett back on his feet.

There were days I didn't think I could do it.

There were days that I wanted to throw in the towel. 

But I kept it together.  I had a choice.  And  I chose to dig for the positives.  I chose to see the light.  Even if it seemed to be moving away from me as fast as I was trying to catch it.

I learned many things in 2012.  I realised I am a lot stronger than I ever imagined.  And I knew I was strong.

2013 is going to bring many beautiful times for our little family.

13 has always been a lucky number for us.  

We have many plans for this year, including a family road trip, loads of 5LR adventures and the biggest news is that we are planning to renew our wedding vows towards the end of the year. 

It is OUR year.  

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