Classes at Mangala

Master Z and I started creative dance classes at Mangala studios 6 weeks ago. I have been searching for some kind of mum and bub yoga class for a while now, without success. The few that I managed to find were for really little bubs and/or too far away to be good options. Then one weekend when out walking, R and I noticed the sign to Mangala Studios, advertising yoga and creative dance for children and adults. Two days later, I met three different people in the course of my morning who spoke highly of the studio, so I rang that afternoon and happily we were able to get a place almost immediately.

Each week, the room is set up differently, and there are different dance activities following the theme of the room. The first half hour is various dance activities which change from week to week. The last 15 minutes is always the same routine, thus suiting toddlers’ general desire for routine and patterns. Today the set up was so magical that I just had to write about it.

We walked in to see autumn leaves scattered around the room, and a bench with two lengths of silk hanging down in front of it; another length of soft, warm fabric hanging from a different section of the ceiling, a length of floral fabric laid on the ground, three small branches of autumn leaves suspended from the ceiling and cushions scattered throughout the room. It was just magical. The activities were so inspiring too – I think that Master Z loved today’s class best of all so far.

The first activity was for the children to dance from leaf to leaf and seeing what was underneath them. Each leaf had a little wooden ladybird nestled under it. Master Z loves ladybirds so he was captivated by this. At the end of that activity, all the children collected the ladybirds and returned them to Helen (the teacher), ready for the next activity….hiding insects! Helen produced a basket full of toy insects and the children had to collect one, show it to their parent and go and hide it in the room, then the parent had to find it. Master z took such delight in this activity, carefully choosing which cushion to hide his beetle under, making sure that the beetle was completly hidden, and then going and hiding himself in the fabrics for me to find!

The next couple of activities were more abstract – parents and children creating tree shapes with their limbs, general dancing around – but he really enjoyed the activity of moving like an insect and then began practising his rolls. He is getting really good with his rolls and can almost do a full somersault now. At one point during class, he ran away from the podium (where we return to between activities, so Helen can demonstrate the next one), and did a somersault on the fabric. Helen even said that we couldn’t really tell him off (gently) when he had just done such a good roll!

There were more children than usual today. It was the start of a new trimester so I suspect a number of new children and children moving up age levels. There was definitely a different energy today, more restlessness and mischief on the children’s part and a bit more disengagement from some of the parents, though hard to tell how much is disengagement and how much is physical difficulty with reining in energetic toddlers – I struggled today because my knees and back are really inflamed and sore, making getting up and down off the floor quite painful.

The final 15 minutes follows the pattern of blanket ride – children lie on a blanket with their pillow and parents pull the blanket around the room very slowly; bubbles – child and parent lie on the blanket and Helen walks around blowing bubbles over each pair; tricks – parent helps child do things like somersaults, hanging upside down, wheelbarrows etc; candle time – all the children sit around Helen’s blanket and have a turn each of snuffing out the candle and blowing out the candle.

Usually the children are really attentive and quiet, watching each other as the candle goes around. Today, however, it was like mischievous pixies going from child to child, encouraging one to click their tongue, another to get up and run around, yet another to start singing, and general restlessness in all. There were two children in particular leading with the noises, and one with the running around, but nearly all the other children were picking up on it, which was unusual. I’m not sure if it was because there were so many more children today, or just something in the air today. I guess we’ll see next week.

I really hope that it is just one off week, because I have really enjoyed watching Master Z learn to blow out the candle and sit quietly. I think it is important for him to be able to run around and shout and be loud, but also to have times of stillness and quiet and breathing. This is why I have looked for a yoga class, or something similar.

I’ve heard a couple of the parents mutter a little about how Helen doesn’t understand toddlers with some of the things that she asks of them. I like that she expects something more than what we might expect of our children and just sometimes I think the instructions are as much for the parents as for the children, a way to get parents to teach gentle ways of doing things, and respect for their surroundings and the other people and items in the class. I think that it’s important for children to be taught respect and to start teaching them concepts and actions before we think that they are capable of learning them. One thing that Master Z is teaching me is that it is too easy to underestimate his capabilities and his understanding. By pitching my conversation and my expectations of his understanding at a higher level than I think he is necessarily capable of, he regularly surprises me. If I pitched to where I thought his limitations were, he wouldn’t be given the opportunity to show me just how much more he really understands and can follow. 

After candle time is the solo dance. Each child has a turn of dancing around the room with Helen, before leaving the room with their parent. Master Z loves this part and eagerly awaits his turn each week. He loves watching the other children and is learning to tap the beat of the music, although I’m not allowed to clap! He holds my hands down on either side of him to ensure that I don’t clap – I think he finds it distracting.

The Great Bits

I’ve really struggled with this move, and the living in limbo, and the constant mess that surrounds us currently. But there are some fantastic aspects about living here and that’s what I want to focus on today.

1. I’m getting to know the area that R has called home for many years. He has been working in this neighbourhood for 8 or 9 years now, and has been slowly introducing me to his favourite baristas and cafes and barber but it wasn’t the same just coming in and “visiting”. Now Master Z and I are walking the streets every day, getting to know all of the above, plus more. The local Big Issue sellers. The spruikers along our side of Lygon St – who all melt and smile and chat and wave to Master Z as we walk past. The buskers. I had no idea there were buskers along this stretch of Lygon St. Some nights, there is a full five piece band! Other nights it’s the double bass player in the doorway to the spice shop. We’re starting to get recognised as locals, and suddenly I can feel the warmth and community around this part of the city. It’s not something you really feel when you just visit. And for all the years that I worked at restaurants along this stretch, I never worked in the ones where staff become family and the sense of camaraderie and looking out for each other pervades the working environment.

2. Readings. Really, given our love of books, that’s almost enough said. But there is more. It’s not just living so close to such an amazing bookstore – we have that at home too, *waves to The Little Bookroom*. We’re getting to know the staff, they’re starting to recognise us both. We go to storytime on Monday mornings. Until moving here, I had no idea that they had a storytime and never would have found out because I’m never down this way at 11am. This morning we were late and I thought we would have missed storytime. We came in on the last couple of pages of the last book. But then Andy saw Master Z and picked up the book, “That’s not my train”, saying that he knew that was the book that Master Z would like to hear, and proceeded to read it, twice, just for him. Even though storytime was officially over. We were both thrilled.

3. Random running-into Daddy. Living within a couple of blocks of R’s workplace, and going to the same cafe, same eating places, same supermarket, same bank means for some regular, random meet-ups. Sometimes in one of those places and sometimes just on the street. Sometimes Grandad is with with Daddy, and those meet-ups are the most fun for Master Z. His eyes light up and his voice goes even higher as he squells (cross between a squeal and a yell) “Daddy! Grandad! Daddy’s here!!” Just little, extra-something-special shots into his day, and mine. Just so lovely.

4. Coffee. Ooooh the coffee. Just so good.

5. Proximity to the city. I’m getting things done in the city because we only need an hour or two. Just jump on a tram and we’re there. It’s really only a small difference in distance compared to our house, but it is half the distance. It means that if Master Z has a lovely long nap until 3, we still have time to make it into the city to do something, and come back in time for Master Z to get his Daddy-time before dinner. I just couldn’t do that from our house.

6. Live-in grandparents 2-3 nights a week. R and I have been able to go for a walk together after Master Z’s bedtime. We were able to celebrate our anniversary with dinner out, in the same week as our anniversary (last year we celebrated our anniversary 2 months after the actual event). This week we’re going to see Driving Miss Daisy  (starring Angela Lansbury and James Earl Jones…*squeee*), and it hasn’t been a big thing to organise babysitting. Just little things that are so big and so precious.

There is much which is good, and some benefits to living here that we will continue to reap once we return home.

We have a 2 year old – we have left babyhood behind!

We celebrated Master Z’s second birthday last week. Photos to come but it’s definitely time for some snippets about Master Z, right now.

  • He sings the ABC song daily. It’s like his comfort song. He is experimenting with fast and slow versions. He’s also experimenting with versions where he doesn’t close his mouth for any of the song…resulting in a very interesting version! He sings it when he wakes up and often as we close the door at night after our goodnight lullabies. He’ll amuse himself singing it in the car. In the stroller. In cafes. At playgrounds. It is a constant companion.
  • The ABC song shares airtime with counting. At first, it was one to 10. Then the teen numbers got added in. Last weekend he nutted out the patterns and can now happily count to 60, with a couple of prompts – give him the new decade, say “40”, and off he’ll go with “41, 42, 43, 44” etc. He can also confidently read the numbers one to 10, and read higher numbers with prompting. He does shift around the direction in which he reads, so he may see 26 and say “6, 2” or “2, 6” or “26”.
  • He is able to read his first book, “Bear and Boat”. He reads the numbers and says the subject – “One boat, Two butterflies” etc.  Just adorable and amazing to watch. He is so proud of himself. Of course, I realise that it is him half memorising the book but it is the precursor to actual reading, and thus extremely exciting.
  • He loves songs, both listening and singing. He wants us to make up songs for everything. Everything. “Bath song please” “Dry song please”  “Massage song please” “All done song please” Nappy song please” “Wipe song please”. There is no end and if we don’t remember the song that we sang the day before, there are tears. To avoid the tears, R came up with a tune and we just make easy, one-phrase songs to the same tune. There are some very silly songs being sung in our house, but Master Z loves it and we have a lot of fun. 
  • He *loves* kicking a ball. Any time that he sees children in a park kicking a ball, he will run over saying “Have kick! Have kick!”. Generally all the children that he has encountered have been very kind and welcoming and accommodating of this little two year old barging in on their game.
  • He is becoming even more snuggly and affectionate, if that’s even possible. He is very attached to all his cot friends. He now sleeps and plays with: Lucky (the cat), Big Nutbrown Hare, Froggy, Lilly Pilly, Taggie, Snuggle Book, Daddy Lion, Baby Lion, Ducky and Nawwww (so named because we “nawwww”ed when he was snuggling this particular teddy and Master Z decided that was the teddy’s name). Downstairs in his play tent he has Scout, Sleeping Scout, Goosey and Peter Rabbit who has been purloined from Mummy’s bedside table. Peter Rabbit is Mummy’s special soft toy and thus extremely snuggleable and desirable. He will often cradle Peter Rabbit in his arms and feed him the carrot attached to PR’s paw.
  • He is starting to identify colours more accurately.
  • In the mornings he copies his daddy: When R washes his face after shaving, Master Z washes his face too, saying “Just like Daddy”. When R dries his face, Master Z does too. When R brushes his teeth, Master Z grabs a toothbrush and asks for toothpaste too. Sometimes he’ll want Daddy’s toothbrush as well as the toothpaste. It is just too cute. I love watching it.
  • He is thinking more and coming up with his own conclusions. Two recent examples: R’s office has a little desk fan in it, which Master Z loves to play with. It’s always the first thing he’ll go to when visiting Daddy at work. The other morning when he was saying goodbye to R he said “Daddy go work. Daddy go work and play with fan!” Clearly he thinks that’s what Daddy does when he goes to work!  Then just yesterday he said to me, out of the blue, “Grandma n Grandad go back Point Lonsdale n see Leo n Cassie n …” He couldn’t remember their third cat’s name, but he was right that Grandma and Grandad had gone back to Point Lonsdale, and clearly he has decided that you go back home to see cats. That’s what we do – we go back home to feed and see the cats, so that must be what Grandma and Grandad do too!
  • He is starting to test what things he can change and influence. The other day when I told him it was nap time, he said “Take iPad bed.” He wasn’t playing with it at the time, has never had the iPad in bed but had clearly decided that it might be worthwhile just asking….the answer was no and a chuckle, of course!

Note: Tonight, rather than asking for “One more song please” at bedtime, he asked for “More counting please” and proceeded to count, completely unprompted, to 40. He is so into counting that extra time counting trumped an extra lullaby!

Over-filling life

Back in November, I wrote that I felt balance returning to life and that I had a new job. Turns out, that was the end of balance. I have been having all sorts of Tupperware adventures, documenting the gradual organisation of our kitchen and the discoveries along the way. I have been doing cooking demo parties and custom kitchen make-overs and having a lot of fun with it. The photos remain on my phone and camera however, and the posts in my head because I’ve had no time to put them together into posts.

It was all going along so well initially…crazy, with lots to learn and minimum time to devote to learning but my organisation at home increased as I made things work so that I could go out to work on evenings and weekends.

Four months on and I have managed to completely burn myself out without even realising it was happening. The crazy busy never stopped. The time for blogging and photography was only available at the cost of sleep and I have reached the point where something has to give. Something other than my sanity or my own personal time, which has already been sacrificed, not to the benefit of any of us. I thought that I might be biting off more than I could chew and it turns out I was very right. Sadly so.

For me, our current combination of Stuff Going On is unsustainable, and became drastically so once we moved out of our home. For the record, our current Stuff Going On includes: me being a stay at home mum, R working full-time and studying MBA part-time, living with R’s folks (sort-of) while our house gets renovated, running Master Z to four activities a week, R or I returning home every day to feed our cats, R and/or I chasing up builder/doing the stuff we need to do for house reno. Add in to the mix no running for either of us right now and no suitable alternative found yet, resulting in weight gain and lack of happy hormones. Plus a new knee issue for me this year – no kneeling, squatting or sitting cross-legged, and a bit of R.I.C.E will fix it up in no time….uh-huh.

I have hit a wall this past week. Actually about three walls: physical, emotional and mental. And now I feel like I am failing at everything, forgetting everything and have become a stressed, impatient, grumpy mummy, a teary, angry, brain-dead wife and an absent friend (So many new babies since January and I have visited exactly none so far).

Time for some changes.

I need to:

Reduce Stress  -> I am reducing the number of Tupperware parties and taking a break from the weekly sales meetings. At this time, that’s the only thing that can be changed. Also, start meditating, again.

Exercise  -> Time to bite the bullet and utilise the creche facilities local swimming pools so I can go swimming during the week. I’ve been very hesitant to just leave Master  Z there because we haven’t done it before. He has not yet been left with carers that he does not already know. It is a really scary step for me, just being worried about how he will react, but a friend pointed out to me yesterday that it will only get harder the older he gets. I have found a friend who is interested in the idea as well, whose daughter Master Z knows, so may even be able to work out a creche/swim/cafe playdate on a regular basis. That would be so lovely. Also, time to collect my bike, get a bike seat on it and start taking Master z for rides around Exhibition Gardens.

Have ‘me’ time  -> Use 3-4 evenings a week for blogging and photo editing/sorting. Use one evening a week to get out of the house, be it for a ride, walk or to catch up with a friend. Actually take someone up on their offer to help during the week and again get over the hurdle (for me) of leaving Master Z with someone else for an hour or two.

Get knee fixed  -> Saw a new dr on Friday, had an MRI on Wednesday, will hopefully have a plan of action soon.

 

I can feel that it’s going to take a bit of time to regain energy and resilience again. It took a while to get to this point so it would be naive to expect that all it will take is one good session of ‘me’ time or a ride on my bike to get back to feeling right in myself again. It feels good to have a plan though, and to have recognised that I can’t keep up at this pace, and to have the reality check of what matters most in my life right now, and that is my family, and being the best mum that I can be. To do that, and to fully enjoy and engage with my family, I need to be happy and I need to be able to look after myself as well, even if it does feel like a chore sometimes.

 

Pre-Reno Photos

Hallway – looking remarkably wide and sounding very echoey without the wall-to-wall bookcases down either side.

Our room – whilst an odd shape, it is not actually circular. That’s just the wide-angle lens talking. Note the most useless built-in robes ever – an old fireplace enclosed, clothes hanging rod inserted, doors hung and voila! The real estate ad can claim BIR. Nice. Even better when storage items come in a triangular shape – yes, the interior of the robe is triangular.

Our room, from other side. The wall with blue swatches on it, and the wall sort-of containing the world’s most useless built-in robe will have floor to ceiling robes put in, custom designed to fit our clothes. Oh the bliss of having a hanging rod high enough that my long dresses won’t drag on the ground.

A sample of the cracks and patched-together cornices which will finally be going. It will be so nice to lie in bed and *not* see these cornices. I’m quite glad that our room needs underpinning, as that is what has assured that it will get a look-in on the whole renewal process. Otherwise, it would have continued to be the lowest priority room.

Master Z’s room – the wall decals have all been carefully saved, ready to be placed back on his new walls.

Sadly the alphabet could not be save. Do not let the in-built robes fool you – there is just two doors worth of room in them. The third door is simply a teaser door. These will be replaced with floor to ceiling robes. Say it with me – storage space, storage space, storage space!!!!

The bathroom. New bathroom will have the same colour for the wall, but everything else completely different. Bye-bye ugly brown strip of tiles, temperamental shower and general meh-ness of this design. Not to mention, wasted space and No. Storage. Space.

The “laundry”. ‘Nuff said, really! It will be perfect as a pantry.

Living portion of our open kitchen/dining/living space. Three panels of the glass wall/doors will go, to be replaced by wall and entry to second hallway leading to new laundry and bedroom.

Looking into the kitchen. Nothing much will change with this view, except the addition of a door to the hallway – hooray!

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