A little neglected

I guess I've been a bit busier than usual lately.
School started back a week later for us, because from Australia Day (26 January) onward, we had a bit of drama.
Actually the whole beginning of the year started out with drama.
Robin changed jobs, going back to Bundaberg, because there was some sudden shuffling of positions on the island that left him concerned about his job there.
So we were planning to save to move back to Bundy in May. I was fully prepared to do it but then once I started looking at rentals there I had this strong feeling things weren't going to work out.
Then the island called asking Robin back because things had turned out differently and they were left with no permanent staff. Thankfully he told them he'd let them know.
Australia Day weekend started off with the ex cyclone Oswald hitting Bargara and Burnett heads with tornadoes! The storm hit here the Saturday night. The girls had gone to mum's. Robin was in Bundy watching the river rise across the road from all the rain. They issued a tornado warning at midnight when I went to bed, it was already blowing gale force! I slept an hour, in two half hour blocks because I was so scared of the wind being a tornado and so worried about my chickens who's coop was getting very wet. Probably the most awful night in ages.
By Monday Robin had to evacuate the hotel, water was already inside and rising. He spent the night in the temporary evacuation centre at a school. The next afternoon he was taken south side via an army helicopter. It was the longest 24 hours since my labor with Brandon!
Mum picked him up the next day and he had his job on the island back that night.
I feel very blessed. It was a really odd month.
The job in Bundy would likely have been made redundant because they need to cut costs recovering from the flood.
The whole north side, where I planned to move, was badly affected. It was the worst flood in history. So distressing.
Three houses I'd lived in got flood damage. My old place at Avoca got water through, which  I NEVER imagined could happen! The one we lived in when Adria was a baby at Avoca did too. The most sad thing though was the house we lived in over north on the river, was completely flooded. I was 16 when we lived there. I met Daniel there and I was pregnant with Zane there. It was the last home my nana lived in. Really upset me.

January ended with confirmation I was not pregnant (!!) and got me thinking about a few things. Mostly how things have changed in the last four months and what I want for the future.
I was fully prepping myself to be having another baby, which was bizarre seeing as I'd been so sure we would not have any more.
I'm still pretty sure we won't, but I don't want to do anything permanent about it just yet.
By the time I would want to try, I will be 35, which I feel is a bit old for me. I would really love another little girl (though I wonder why, as I listen to Adria yelling she is nude out the window :/ ) and I really felt at one point I would have another girl, but I don't know that I have it in me. Physically or emotionally.
I'm finding the kids need so much more from me emotionally as they get older.

School is going ok. Adria has had a couple of rough starts. I'm learning as much as they are, but about myself.

Until I can afford a keyboard for my ipad, I can't blog regularly. It's a complete mission typing this much and I'm about to go insane!
Hopefully that will be soon, as I miss blogging.