My new job.

I told you I left my old work to go somewhere new and I can now tell you all about it.

I have all of my gadgets and have started meeting people.

It is exciting, especially as I get to talk about blogging and marketing and tweeting and Facebook and the benefits these communication channels can provide an organisation

I get to work with professional people that are really keen to use social media to provide information, to share their knowledge and at the same time learn ways to fine tune their own practices.

From here on I will be working as the Social Media Manager for St Vincents Private Hospital, concentrating on the maternity section. They have great doctors and nurses with knowledge to share, resources that we can all tap into and they have trusted me to be the one to get that out to you.

I actually had Popps at St Vincents so I even have some first hand experience of the place, a good marketer always trials the product  first (unless you are working for a funeral parlour, asbestos lawyer, shark diver... actually maybe a good marketer is careful of what they try).

If you are on twitter you can follow St Vincents Private at @StVincentsPriv it will be a great source of information for all parents and will have giveaways and prizes along the way that will relate to parents at all stages of life.

And if you are not on twitter...where the bloody hell are you?

OK, OK, for those of you on facebook, the page will be up and running as soon as I can get it organised for you.

Dear Daddy

Dear Daddy,

We have been busy.

There was gymnastics and gym crèche and food shopping.

There was a little bit of Telly watching.



And some face painting and playing with Mums phone. This one is a spider I painted.



I played some hop scotch in the sun, really it is true, it was sunny.



Immy asked about you a lot and kept trying to send you kisses on the phone.




There was some reading.






And Mum has been trying to get Immy to sleep for ages but is not having much luck.

See check this out Immy is being a character and Mum just looks over it all.



I miss you,

Love Popps xxxxxxoooooxxxxx

How to do nothing.

Mr H is away at a conference, he is sunning himself in better climates than freezing cold Melbourne.

He calls regularly to chat and see how we are and sends through funny photos at the request of the Little Hueys, they don't want to see normal images, they want him to be pulling faces and making them laugh.

He keeps asking what we are up to, but you know how when you are in the middle of things it seems that you are just doing 'nothing'. So that is what he hears.

Actually we are doing a little bit more than nothing.

I have been to the gym, and the girls to creche where they made a few more glitter glue images for the fridge. They have now eaten through two bowls of fruit and I had to resort to tinned fruit this evening to keep up the supplies. We are also on to the UHT milk as I forgot I had no one to call and grab some on the way home.

We have been to the library and the park, dropped things back to the neighbours on one side and begged the retired couple on the other to walk the dog if they didn't mind taking her with them. Thankfully they seem happy to and also brought in my bins today which is a huge thing when you get home from work with two hungry kids who have been at creche all day and are begging for food, like NOW, please, we're hungry, really hungry...

We have read books, lots of them, had concerts complete with tap shoes and may have some dents in the kitchen floors. We videoed the concerts and then spent hours looking at photo albums, a good reminder that if we are robbed and they take our photo albums they may think we have only had one child.

There has been making of pancakes and refusals from the littlest Huey to eat breakfast now that Mr H has introduced her to Coco Pops and Mumma refuses to buy them again.

There have been cranky pants worn by all of us at one time or another and lots of happy moments.

And there has been wearing of coats at all times and tonight as the temperature falls again the heating may even be left on.

What have you been doing while you are doing 'nothing'?

Blogging elsewhere

I am visiting a rather pretty little place today.

If you like cupcakes (yes, yes I do) frocks (certainly) and pink (can never have enough) then pop over to Cupcakes, Frocks and Pink where today I am talking about why we made the decision to give Popps an extra year at home.







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A letter to the world, again.

Hello world, Me again.

Just giving you an update on where things are at since my last letter. See a lot happens in six months when you've only been around for thirty.

I like to talk. A Lot.

My favourite thing to say is "but I love it sooo much" this makes people smile and often give me whatever I want.



round and round and round I go.



You know I love wearing dresses, but Mum she won't iron them so she buys these iron free ones, they are no good, they hardly spin and are not what a princess would wear. So I hide them under my bed, under the kitchen table and in the laundry. Hopefully Mum will stop buying them soon.



That's me and stripey blankLet.




Has anyone seen my spare blankLets. You know, the stripey ones. I like to sniff them to go to sleep and the new ones just don't smell the same. Dad has lost two old blankLets lately and even though they have my name and number on them nothing has shown up. If the last ones disappear Mum says it will be 'hell for days', not sure what she means but she is not using her happy voice when she says it. I might make a reward poster for them. I could do that with the craft glue, I really love to use glue. And textas, did you know that texta does not come off the fabric on the doors in the car? No, me either, who knew?

I am also exceptional at dancing. I got to join a class for three and four year olds, I look little compared to some of them but I love it, especially when we use our noisy shoes. The teacher calls them tap shoes, but they just go bang bang bang, with Hi 5 playing on the HighPod.


This is me having a treatment at our backyard beauty parlour.



Hey, do you guys know Dora, she has a scary fox called swiper, I don't like him, Dad says he lives in the water in rivers and dams and I shouldn't go near them. But I still haven't seen him when I have been checking out the water ways.

But you know what I really don't like? Boys. They are scary and yukky and I call them Poo. If they come to visit I have been known to try and shut them into the old rabbit hutch and lock the door, I also do this to my dog, she loves it.

Somedays I look so grown up and talk so much that you would think I was a kinder kid, then other days you can still see the baby in me, growing up fast, with a cheeky giggle, a talkative nature and dependent streak that will take me far.



Smudgy ice-cream licks and kisses to you all,
Immy

Be careful what you don't wish for.

I used to wish that if I could have my time again I might have a different career.

I wished for one of two other options to come true. Something that I expect would have been a little more exciting, fulfilling and also pay the bills. First on the list I wanted to be a back up dancer for Tina Turner, touring the world while I danced on stage every night. Failing that I was happy to be a travel journalist, preferably on Getaway, trying out great places, meeting new people and seeing the world and then sharing it with everyone else so they too got to hear about the rest of the world.

Well, my dream has come true.

I am going to be a back up dancer for Tina Turner!!

Not really. She still has standards that I can't shake to.

Nor am I about to join the cast of Getaway, or even Postcards.

But I am traveling to a new place and trying out a new hotel. I am off to Walhalla (or as some more well travelled workies pronunce it 'Val Ha La' .

I will be traveling with some other bloggers, to try out a hotel and the surrounding area. To check out the local scenery and trial a section of Victoria I am yet to visit and then I have been asked to tell you what I think of it.

I have no idea what to expect or how I will go leaving the kids (pretty sure I am all good with that though). My fellow travellers are all other Mums all looking forward to a restful break in a pretty place.

We will be heading to the Star Hotel.

Have you been there? Do you know where Walhalla is? Have you been to the festival of the lights?

I am expecting that I might need my slippers, which I will wear while I sit by the fire and read a book, fine wine by my side.

And maybe go to bed dreaming of when I get to be dancing with Tina.





I will be traveling, staying and relaxing thanks to Brand Meets Blog and the Star Hotel.

Marketing stuff always thrills me

When I see a nifty little marketing gimmick doing great work it still thrills me.

Easily pleased I know!

This popped in to my email box today. A custom made patch asking for my support for jeans for genes day.






I have always supported the Children's Medical Research Institute. Cures are just one of those things that are out there, we just have to find them.

Check out their Facebook page for more ways to get involved this year and to make your own little patch.






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I made a decision

A few months ago I had a few phone calls, a couple of meetings, lots of emails and then spent a couple of weeks trying to make a decision about my job, my life, our future.

I found myself with chest pain, the doctor decided it was anxiety. I thought heart attack, but it seems I was over reacting some what. See, I am great at making decisions for other people, fabulous at it. But for myself, not so much. If I could have paid someone to make the choice for me I would have.

Eventually a decision was made. I gave notice at my work, my work that has offered me such excellent work life balance, supported me to learn more about social media in the corporate environment, trusted me when I made up answers for them, accepted that I am a Mum first and a worker second. A place that knew the importance of gadgets for getting the job done when a girl finds herself tweeting, blogging and moderating LinkedIn for the legal industry.

I worked with a team of interesting, funny, intelligent, challenging, professional, knowledge sharing and supportive people, from Marketing types, to journos, to lawyers from all walks of life to my fabulous PR and comms mentor @KAOSVIC (you should follow her, she is all types of amazing).

Leaving them and the happy work cocoon I have swam in for the past few years was not an easy decision.

But I have.

I will miss them.

Naturally I wouldn't be leaving to go just anywhere.

My new job shall be challenging, scary, terrifying, exciting, full on, satisfying and a totally new concept. I am thrilled to have had it fall in my lap from the karma gods and can't wait to tell you all about it next week.