Tuesday, 26 February 2008
Saturday, 16 February 2008
Christmas 2007
With John and Paul (Mark's Dad and brother) joining us from Brisbane and Sydney, and Sky and Rain (John's dogs) making the trip as well, we were in for a wonderful time. There were loads of presents for Georgie and Madelyn and plenty of alcohol for us adults, it was a great day for all, despite the wet weather.
Merry Christmas
With John and Paul (Mark's Dad and brother) joining us from Brisbane and Sydney, and Sky and Rain (John's dogs) making the trip as well, we were in for a wonderful time. There were loads of presents for Georgie and Madelyn and plenty of alcohol for us adults, it was a great day for all, despite the wet weather.
Merry Christmas
In case you missed it, here is the letter I wrote to all my friends and family wrapping up the year that was in 2007.
Dear Family and Friends
Well what a year 2007 has been. Before I even start, I have to give a huge thanks to my Mum and Dad. Denise and Roy Martin have put up with all our crap for almost a year from the end of December 2006 through to the beginning of December 2007, while Mark and I built our new home at Grasstree Beach. I often look back at the past year and wonder “how did we ever get through it?” I’m sure Mum and Dad are thinking much the same thing. Mark and I were a little unrealistic when we moved up to Mum and Dad’s at the end of 2006. I thought we would just magically find a builder and then have our house built and be moved in by mid-2007. But mid-2007 came and went and the house hadn’t even started being built!! Dad had said early on in the piece that we could stay with them as long as we wanted. I think he regrets that offer now. The novelty of having Georgie and Madelyn around the house soon wore off. Whilst they are gorgeous and well behaved kids (mostly), having them on hand 24-7 is a lot different. Coping with Georgie’s horrendous smelling poos is even to test anyone!
Thankfully we reached our revised goal of being in the house by Christmas (2007 not 2008!!). Looking back at the past year, I prefer to remember the good times rather than the bad; like the times that Georgie and Madelyn helped Poppy in the garden picking broccoli and flowers for Grandma. And the times that the girls would perform impromptu singing and dancing concerts with their cheerleading pom-poms (before they started fighting over who would have the red ones and who would have the blue ones!). And we can’t forget the times that Madelyn would give Poppy of lovely goodnight kiss. There were so many magical moments amongst all the stress and sleepless nights that 2007 has certainly been a year to remember.
January / February / March
A new year, a new town (after moving from Brisbane where I have lived since 1991 and Mark for most of his life), a new child care centre, a new job…so many new things for us all to get used to. My job didn’t turn out to be as great as I hoped. On the first day, the HR lady told me that there had been a change and I wouldn’t be in the infrastructure delivery area as I was supposed to be but instead I would be in the planning area, something I have no experience in and to be honest, not much interest in either. But what were my options? I could make a fuss and tell them to stick the job and demand to go back to Brisbane (not likely after all the drama packing up and renting out our Brisbane home) or try my hand at something new and maybe I might like it. It would also make a nice little addition to my resume which has been dominated by the road maintenance area for the past 5 years. It has been a tough year at Main Roads for me, fitting into the new Mackay culture has been a challenge. I am the only female engineer in the district and it has taken some people a little time to get used to it. Working full time has also proven to be a challenge which I was not able to overcome. With Mark away and Georgie starting school in 2008, I shall be scaling back my hours from 5 days a week to 3½ days a week, allowing me to pick up Georgie from school on 2 afternoons. Mum and Dad will be picking up Georgie the other 3 days a week.
January also saw the start of a new child care centre. The girls are now going to an ABC centre in Mackay and anyone who knows about the child care industry can understand our concern with having to use an ABC centre. But, given the lack of available places, particularly for Madelyn who was only 18 months old at the time, we didn’t have any other choice. The girls seemed to settle in okay but it took me awhile to get used to the new carer’s and the new routine that the centre has when compared with the routine at their old centre in Brisbane. One day I got terribly upset because it was very hot, the girls didn’t want to play outside and they didn’t want me to leave them. Because of the staffing requirements, all the kids had to be outside where they could be supervised. So, rather than force my girls to play outside, I stayed with them until 9.30am at which time all the kids and staff came indoors. I didn’t get to work until almost 10am and I was very upset and couldn’t stop crying…very embarrassing to cry at work. When I told Mark about it, he was furious and rang the child care centre and told them, politely of course, how disgusted he was with how I had been treated and that not one single staff member offered to help me. Needless to say, I was treated very nicely from that day on. Actually, looking back, I think I over-reacted but with all the stress and other stuff going on, the incident at the child care centre was the “straw that broke the camels back”.
We also embarked on our quest for a builder and were shocked when we got the estimates for what it would cost to build our dream home. Firstly, no one wanted to build double storey homes. They prefer to build their own single storey, brick rendered homes which all look exactly the same and they can fill the new estates with them quickly and easily. I had my heart set on a two storey home and dreamed of sipping cocktails, sitting on my large deck, looking out at our ocean “glimpses” while my children obediently and quietly played nicely together in the cool shade of the palm trees…and then I woke up. Well we got our dream home, and I even got to have a Bailey’s on Ice at Christmas time but I’m still waiting for my perfectly behaved children.
April / May / June
Madelyn was suffering from recurring tonsillitis and Mark and I suspected that she would need to have her tonsils removed as did Georgie at the same age. The problem is that this is Mackay and there is a doctor shortage. First we had to find a doctor that was taking on new patients. Once we did, we had to find a specialist that would do an operation on a child under two. Luckily for us, we found an ENT (ear, nose and throat) specialist who would look at Madelyn. The ENT specialist was just about to retire and the receptionist booked Madelyn in for his last available surgical space just in case she would require the operation. The ENT specialist was very nice. He took one look at Maddie’s tonsils and said she was most certainly a candidate for a tonsillectomy if we agreed. He didn’t have to ask twice. After seeing what a difference it made to Georgie, we booked Madelyn in straight away. Two weeks later, Madelyn was tonsil- and adenoid- free. She recovered remarkably quickly and has rarely been sick since. She still gets the odd snotty nose and high fever (but what kid doesn’t?) but not the same sickness that she was previously suffering from.
May was a busy time for the Martin-Dobbs household. We had Madelyn’s birthday, then Mother’s Day then Georgie’s birthday all in the same week. There was lots of cake with sprinkles, balloons and party food. The child care centre let us have small birthday parties for the girls at the centre with their friends. Miss Jen, Georgie’s teacher, was very thrilled. She said that a couple of the kids in Georgie’s class are with foster families and would never get to go to birthday parties or experience party games like that. I was just glad that Madelyn and Georgie had a good time.
We didn’t get to celebrate Denise/Mum/Grandma’s (same person) birthday as she was enjoying a peaceful visit to the USA. Denise flew over to Madison, Wisconsin to meet her newest granddaughter, Sarina Caroline Martin. She was also happy to see Scott and Sara but the main reason she went was to see Sarina. Denise had a wonderful time. Sharing a bedroom with Sarina, they shared many secret Grandma/Granddaughter moments. Luckily for all, Sarina is an excellent sleeper and a very good girl. Scotty badly damaged his ligament while Mum was over there. He was just walking around playing disc golf and it went “snap”. He had to have a huge operation and was off his feet for weeks. Almost his entire leg was bruised. If you want to see some photos of the bruising and keep up with all the other adventures in the Madison, go to their blogspot. I can’t remember the web address but if you go to our blogspot (http://www.dobbs112.blogspot.com/), you can then follow the link to Sara’s.
July / August / September
July saw the house get started and then it stopped. There was a lot of rain and endless days of driving past the “block” asking the question “Was there anyone working at the block?” just to get the same answer “No”. Once they did get going, the builders made good progress until they stopped again and another month would go by with no work at the “block”. It was very frustrating watching their stop-go progress…just ask my Dad who acted as our scrutineer and gave us a day-by-day account of the works. I can’t go into the number of mistakes that were made and the stuff ups and problems that we encountered during the building process and it is all rather depressing and was extremely stressful at the time. Poor old Mark copped the most of it as he was the main person who had to deal with the builder and their many broken promises and lies. All I can say is that it is now water under the bridge and I’m glad that the whole experience is over…well almost over. We still have some defects that we shall be battling to have the builder come back to fix. Mark and I have certainly learnt a lot from the building experience and we won’t be taking the plunge into the building world again without a lot of thought.
This quarter we also celebrated Mark’s birthday, a visit from Paula, Darren and baby Brown (Fletcher), a trip to Townsville to see the North Queensland Cowboys and lots of other events.
We lost my dear Grandmother, Dorrie Martin, in August. Grandma has had dementia for many years now and whilst physically in good condition, her memory was failing her. She remained in good spirits and was enjoying a peaceful life at Good Shepherd Lodge. However, a fall saw her break her hip and a week long hospital stay. Grandma never really recovered from her broken hip and her body started to shut down. She died peacefully in her bed at Good Shepherd Lodge surrounded by photos of her loved ones and other treasures. God Bless You Grandma. The same week was also the one year anniversary of the loss of my cousin Ryan. He died at the young age of 18 and we mourn his passing and miss him everyday.
October / November / December
After some abnormal bleeding and horrendous abdominal pains, Mark and I discovered I was pregnant…then I wasn’t…then I was…then I wasn’t. It was a shock to us both and for one night we had the agonizing thoughts over whether or not we wanted a third child. The decision was made for us though as the pregnancy was not viable. The egg was implanted in my fallopian tube and emergency surgery was required to remove the ectopic pregnancy and the damaged fallopian tube. After losing half a litre a blood, a few nights stay in hospital and another few days at home, I returned to work. I sat across the road for a little while, not ready to go in and was feeling a little overwhelmed by the whole experience. I hadn’t really talked about it with anyone and was acting quite brave. A lady from work, Deborah, passed by where I sat and we talked for some time. I told her about our ordeal and couldn’t help but cry. Then Deborah told me that she and her husband had been trying to conceive for some time but that some cysts in her ovaries were causing some problems. They had just consulted with a fertility clinic and were about to embark on some treatment…hormone treatments initially and if that didn’t work, then IVF. Deborah also started to cry and I was quickly reminded that no matter what our problems are, there is probably someone somewhere experiencing something worse.
Life soon returned to normal, with a few work trips for me to Brisbane (I could get used to the motel lifestyle), kids in day care 3 days a week and with my Mum 2 days a week, lots of work trips away for Mark, birthday cake for Dad, and…drum roll please…completion of our new house !!! Our furniture and stuff arrived and some of it was damaged while in storage or in transit. Just another battle we shall have to fight. Life seems to send us one problem after another at the moment. At least Christmas will go well…we hope!
In December there were lots of Christmas parties to attend and Georgie had her graduation from day care (although she will still go for 3 weeks in January). Georgie starts school in 2008. She will be in Prep Year at Alligator Creek State School. There are 57 preppies enrolled at the school, the biggest intake so far, which means two classes of preppies and one class of combined prep/grade 1. Not sure which one Georgie will be in but I don’t mind either way. We already have her school uniform but have not yet got her shoes. I am not looking forward to shoe shopping with Georgie as she is very fussy and if doesn’t like them she just will not wear them. She is very stubborn when it comes to shoes and clothes and refuses to wear them if they are not right. I’m not sure where she gets that trait from.
Poppy and Mark have also spent a lot of time working on the house…spreading topsoil, laying turf, building garden beds, concreting slabs, spoon drains, perfecting the bore operation, installing clothes lines, building fences, the list goes on and on. There always seems like there is something to do around the house. Mark says that the only way for him to have a real holiday is for us to get away from the house so he physically can’t do any work. I would also need to confiscate his laptop as now he has a NextG card, he can dial in anywhere, anytime and do work.
Christmas Day was lovely. Mark’s Dad (John), brother (Paul), and their two dogs (Sky and Rain) came up for a visit. Disappointingly, it rained the entire time. Paul was very worried that we would get flooded in and he would not be able to get out and back to Sydney. I don’t think being trapped at Grasstree Beach would go down well with Paul. He is too used to the city life after living in London for 8 years and now Sydney which is a far cry from Grasstree Beach. We did a bit of a tour around Mackay but for most of the three days we stayed indoors and the girls played with Uncle Paul and all their new Christmas toys. The girls were particularly impressed with Uncle Paul as he was quite prepared to let them walk, jump, whatever all over him. It was wonderful to have Christmas Day Lunch at our house and prepare food in my own kitchen. Denise, Roy, John, Paul, Mark, Georgie, Madelyn and I dined on prawns, chicken, mini quiches and a variety of salads…and of course we were eating Christmas leftovers for the few days following.
Anyway, as we embark on 2008, we can only hope that life in the Dobbs household slows down from the hectic pace of 2007 and that the rate of growth of wrinkles, grey hair and extra rolls around the middle also slows down,
Love to you all,
Janet, Mark, Georgie and Madelyn
Dear Family and Friends
Well what a year 2007 has been. Before I even start, I have to give a huge thanks to my Mum and Dad. Denise and Roy Martin have put up with all our crap for almost a year from the end of December 2006 through to the beginning of December 2007, while Mark and I built our new home at Grasstree Beach. I often look back at the past year and wonder “how did we ever get through it?” I’m sure Mum and Dad are thinking much the same thing. Mark and I were a little unrealistic when we moved up to Mum and Dad’s at the end of 2006. I thought we would just magically find a builder and then have our house built and be moved in by mid-2007. But mid-2007 came and went and the house hadn’t even started being built!! Dad had said early on in the piece that we could stay with them as long as we wanted. I think he regrets that offer now. The novelty of having Georgie and Madelyn around the house soon wore off. Whilst they are gorgeous and well behaved kids (mostly), having them on hand 24-7 is a lot different. Coping with Georgie’s horrendous smelling poos is even to test anyone!
Thankfully we reached our revised goal of being in the house by Christmas (2007 not 2008!!). Looking back at the past year, I prefer to remember the good times rather than the bad; like the times that Georgie and Madelyn helped Poppy in the garden picking broccoli and flowers for Grandma. And the times that the girls would perform impromptu singing and dancing concerts with their cheerleading pom-poms (before they started fighting over who would have the red ones and who would have the blue ones!). And we can’t forget the times that Madelyn would give Poppy of lovely goodnight kiss. There were so many magical moments amongst all the stress and sleepless nights that 2007 has certainly been a year to remember.
January / February / March
A new year, a new town (after moving from Brisbane where I have lived since 1991 and Mark for most of his life), a new child care centre, a new job…so many new things for us all to get used to. My job didn’t turn out to be as great as I hoped. On the first day, the HR lady told me that there had been a change and I wouldn’t be in the infrastructure delivery area as I was supposed to be but instead I would be in the planning area, something I have no experience in and to be honest, not much interest in either. But what were my options? I could make a fuss and tell them to stick the job and demand to go back to Brisbane (not likely after all the drama packing up and renting out our Brisbane home) or try my hand at something new and maybe I might like it. It would also make a nice little addition to my resume which has been dominated by the road maintenance area for the past 5 years. It has been a tough year at Main Roads for me, fitting into the new Mackay culture has been a challenge. I am the only female engineer in the district and it has taken some people a little time to get used to it. Working full time has also proven to be a challenge which I was not able to overcome. With Mark away and Georgie starting school in 2008, I shall be scaling back my hours from 5 days a week to 3½ days a week, allowing me to pick up Georgie from school on 2 afternoons. Mum and Dad will be picking up Georgie the other 3 days a week.
January also saw the start of a new child care centre. The girls are now going to an ABC centre in Mackay and anyone who knows about the child care industry can understand our concern with having to use an ABC centre. But, given the lack of available places, particularly for Madelyn who was only 18 months old at the time, we didn’t have any other choice. The girls seemed to settle in okay but it took me awhile to get used to the new carer’s and the new routine that the centre has when compared with the routine at their old centre in Brisbane. One day I got terribly upset because it was very hot, the girls didn’t want to play outside and they didn’t want me to leave them. Because of the staffing requirements, all the kids had to be outside where they could be supervised. So, rather than force my girls to play outside, I stayed with them until 9.30am at which time all the kids and staff came indoors. I didn’t get to work until almost 10am and I was very upset and couldn’t stop crying…very embarrassing to cry at work. When I told Mark about it, he was furious and rang the child care centre and told them, politely of course, how disgusted he was with how I had been treated and that not one single staff member offered to help me. Needless to say, I was treated very nicely from that day on. Actually, looking back, I think I over-reacted but with all the stress and other stuff going on, the incident at the child care centre was the “straw that broke the camels back”.
We also embarked on our quest for a builder and were shocked when we got the estimates for what it would cost to build our dream home. Firstly, no one wanted to build double storey homes. They prefer to build their own single storey, brick rendered homes which all look exactly the same and they can fill the new estates with them quickly and easily. I had my heart set on a two storey home and dreamed of sipping cocktails, sitting on my large deck, looking out at our ocean “glimpses” while my children obediently and quietly played nicely together in the cool shade of the palm trees…and then I woke up. Well we got our dream home, and I even got to have a Bailey’s on Ice at Christmas time but I’m still waiting for my perfectly behaved children.
April / May / June
Madelyn was suffering from recurring tonsillitis and Mark and I suspected that she would need to have her tonsils removed as did Georgie at the same age. The problem is that this is Mackay and there is a doctor shortage. First we had to find a doctor that was taking on new patients. Once we did, we had to find a specialist that would do an operation on a child under two. Luckily for us, we found an ENT (ear, nose and throat) specialist who would look at Madelyn. The ENT specialist was just about to retire and the receptionist booked Madelyn in for his last available surgical space just in case she would require the operation. The ENT specialist was very nice. He took one look at Maddie’s tonsils and said she was most certainly a candidate for a tonsillectomy if we agreed. He didn’t have to ask twice. After seeing what a difference it made to Georgie, we booked Madelyn in straight away. Two weeks later, Madelyn was tonsil- and adenoid- free. She recovered remarkably quickly and has rarely been sick since. She still gets the odd snotty nose and high fever (but what kid doesn’t?) but not the same sickness that she was previously suffering from.
May was a busy time for the Martin-Dobbs household. We had Madelyn’s birthday, then Mother’s Day then Georgie’s birthday all in the same week. There was lots of cake with sprinkles, balloons and party food. The child care centre let us have small birthday parties for the girls at the centre with their friends. Miss Jen, Georgie’s teacher, was very thrilled. She said that a couple of the kids in Georgie’s class are with foster families and would never get to go to birthday parties or experience party games like that. I was just glad that Madelyn and Georgie had a good time.
We didn’t get to celebrate Denise/Mum/Grandma’s (same person) birthday as she was enjoying a peaceful visit to the USA. Denise flew over to Madison, Wisconsin to meet her newest granddaughter, Sarina Caroline Martin. She was also happy to see Scott and Sara but the main reason she went was to see Sarina. Denise had a wonderful time. Sharing a bedroom with Sarina, they shared many secret Grandma/Granddaughter moments. Luckily for all, Sarina is an excellent sleeper and a very good girl. Scotty badly damaged his ligament while Mum was over there. He was just walking around playing disc golf and it went “snap”. He had to have a huge operation and was off his feet for weeks. Almost his entire leg was bruised. If you want to see some photos of the bruising and keep up with all the other adventures in the Madison, go to their blogspot. I can’t remember the web address but if you go to our blogspot (http://www.dobbs112.blogspot.com/), you can then follow the link to Sara’s.
July / August / September
July saw the house get started and then it stopped. There was a lot of rain and endless days of driving past the “block” asking the question “Was there anyone working at the block?” just to get the same answer “No”. Once they did get going, the builders made good progress until they stopped again and another month would go by with no work at the “block”. It was very frustrating watching their stop-go progress…just ask my Dad who acted as our scrutineer and gave us a day-by-day account of the works. I can’t go into the number of mistakes that were made and the stuff ups and problems that we encountered during the building process and it is all rather depressing and was extremely stressful at the time. Poor old Mark copped the most of it as he was the main person who had to deal with the builder and their many broken promises and lies. All I can say is that it is now water under the bridge and I’m glad that the whole experience is over…well almost over. We still have some defects that we shall be battling to have the builder come back to fix. Mark and I have certainly learnt a lot from the building experience and we won’t be taking the plunge into the building world again without a lot of thought.
This quarter we also celebrated Mark’s birthday, a visit from Paula, Darren and baby Brown (Fletcher), a trip to Townsville to see the North Queensland Cowboys and lots of other events.
We lost my dear Grandmother, Dorrie Martin, in August. Grandma has had dementia for many years now and whilst physically in good condition, her memory was failing her. She remained in good spirits and was enjoying a peaceful life at Good Shepherd Lodge. However, a fall saw her break her hip and a week long hospital stay. Grandma never really recovered from her broken hip and her body started to shut down. She died peacefully in her bed at Good Shepherd Lodge surrounded by photos of her loved ones and other treasures. God Bless You Grandma. The same week was also the one year anniversary of the loss of my cousin Ryan. He died at the young age of 18 and we mourn his passing and miss him everyday.
October / November / December
After some abnormal bleeding and horrendous abdominal pains, Mark and I discovered I was pregnant…then I wasn’t…then I was…then I wasn’t. It was a shock to us both and for one night we had the agonizing thoughts over whether or not we wanted a third child. The decision was made for us though as the pregnancy was not viable. The egg was implanted in my fallopian tube and emergency surgery was required to remove the ectopic pregnancy and the damaged fallopian tube. After losing half a litre a blood, a few nights stay in hospital and another few days at home, I returned to work. I sat across the road for a little while, not ready to go in and was feeling a little overwhelmed by the whole experience. I hadn’t really talked about it with anyone and was acting quite brave. A lady from work, Deborah, passed by where I sat and we talked for some time. I told her about our ordeal and couldn’t help but cry. Then Deborah told me that she and her husband had been trying to conceive for some time but that some cysts in her ovaries were causing some problems. They had just consulted with a fertility clinic and were about to embark on some treatment…hormone treatments initially and if that didn’t work, then IVF. Deborah also started to cry and I was quickly reminded that no matter what our problems are, there is probably someone somewhere experiencing something worse.
Life soon returned to normal, with a few work trips for me to Brisbane (I could get used to the motel lifestyle), kids in day care 3 days a week and with my Mum 2 days a week, lots of work trips away for Mark, birthday cake for Dad, and…drum roll please…completion of our new house !!! Our furniture and stuff arrived and some of it was damaged while in storage or in transit. Just another battle we shall have to fight. Life seems to send us one problem after another at the moment. At least Christmas will go well…we hope!
In December there were lots of Christmas parties to attend and Georgie had her graduation from day care (although she will still go for 3 weeks in January). Georgie starts school in 2008. She will be in Prep Year at Alligator Creek State School. There are 57 preppies enrolled at the school, the biggest intake so far, which means two classes of preppies and one class of combined prep/grade 1. Not sure which one Georgie will be in but I don’t mind either way. We already have her school uniform but have not yet got her shoes. I am not looking forward to shoe shopping with Georgie as she is very fussy and if doesn’t like them she just will not wear them. She is very stubborn when it comes to shoes and clothes and refuses to wear them if they are not right. I’m not sure where she gets that trait from.
Poppy and Mark have also spent a lot of time working on the house…spreading topsoil, laying turf, building garden beds, concreting slabs, spoon drains, perfecting the bore operation, installing clothes lines, building fences, the list goes on and on. There always seems like there is something to do around the house. Mark says that the only way for him to have a real holiday is for us to get away from the house so he physically can’t do any work. I would also need to confiscate his laptop as now he has a NextG card, he can dial in anywhere, anytime and do work.
Christmas Day was lovely. Mark’s Dad (John), brother (Paul), and their two dogs (Sky and Rain) came up for a visit. Disappointingly, it rained the entire time. Paul was very worried that we would get flooded in and he would not be able to get out and back to Sydney. I don’t think being trapped at Grasstree Beach would go down well with Paul. He is too used to the city life after living in London for 8 years and now Sydney which is a far cry from Grasstree Beach. We did a bit of a tour around Mackay but for most of the three days we stayed indoors and the girls played with Uncle Paul and all their new Christmas toys. The girls were particularly impressed with Uncle Paul as he was quite prepared to let them walk, jump, whatever all over him. It was wonderful to have Christmas Day Lunch at our house and prepare food in my own kitchen. Denise, Roy, John, Paul, Mark, Georgie, Madelyn and I dined on prawns, chicken, mini quiches and a variety of salads…and of course we were eating Christmas leftovers for the few days following.
Anyway, as we embark on 2008, we can only hope that life in the Dobbs household slows down from the hectic pace of 2007 and that the rate of growth of wrinkles, grey hair and extra rolls around the middle also slows down,
Love to you all,
Janet, Mark, Georgie and Madelyn
Friday, 1 February 2008
Georgie's First Day at School
What a difference a school uniform can make. Georgie has gone from being a "little" girl to a big school kid in the blink of an eye.
Georgie survived her first day of school with no problems at all and is already winning the hearts of her teachers.
Madelyn is missing having her big sister with her at Kindy but is slowly getting used to it. I think Maddie would go to school too given half a chance.
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