As I sit here I am listening to my sweet baby doll chatter in her crib. Is there a sound any more heartwarming or beautiful? At 5 months old she already has so much to say!
I am also struck by my 6 year old enjoying some imaginary play downstairs. He talks while he plays so I do get the gist of what is happening, sword fights, stealing treasures and crawling down hidden passageways.
I'm taking a moment to just enjoy before I jump in!
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Three years?
Today is my blogs third anniversary! Happy anniversary to you dear blog!
Not sure whether I will keep blogging, my readership is depressingly low. Perhaps it's not quantity but quality? I'm not 100% sure. I also have not had that much to say recently. Time has become such a different thing since my family grew by one. I'm twice as busy yet twice as fulfilled by my family that writing has had to move to the back burner. I am less "out there" and more "in here" as we discover our new rhythm since our baby doll has arrived. I am enjoying my mat leave, enjoying the new babe, and enjoying the time with my bug before and after school, something I have never been able to do with him. Mornings, bus pick up, drop off, homework before snack time. I will be sad when the year is up. Sad that I won't get to do it again. Don't get me wrong, I won't give up my job because I love that too, it's just too bad we can't have everything. Next July will be a big change, but we've still got time :)
Not sure whether I will keep blogging, my readership is depressingly low. Perhaps it's not quantity but quality? I'm not 100% sure. I also have not had that much to say recently. Time has become such a different thing since my family grew by one. I'm twice as busy yet twice as fulfilled by my family that writing has had to move to the back burner. I am less "out there" and more "in here" as we discover our new rhythm since our baby doll has arrived. I am enjoying my mat leave, enjoying the new babe, and enjoying the time with my bug before and after school, something I have never been able to do with him. Mornings, bus pick up, drop off, homework before snack time. I will be sad when the year is up. Sad that I won't get to do it again. Don't get me wrong, I won't give up my job because I love that too, it's just too bad we can't have everything. Next July will be a big change, but we've still got time :)
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Happy Halloween 2013
Happy Halloween! Hope the rain rain goes away...
May all the little ghouls and goblins have a wonderful time trick or treating, please be extra safe!
May all the little ghouls and goblins have a wonderful time trick or treating, please be extra safe!
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Fall madness
Can you believe it? My sweet baby doll is approaching 4 months old! I swear we just blinked and she went from her petite 6 lbs 11 oz to around 14 lbs!! She is sleeping through the night (yay! I am one lucky mommy, both my babies were sleeping through the night at a relatively young age, so good for the sanity!) and is one of the happiest babies I have ever met! She shows a definite preference for Bugs Bunny, he makes her laugh!
My bug is settled into the new school routine, he is noticing a big difference between SK and Gr. 1 but seems to be doing quite well. He will have some new challenges, like learning to skate, having more time constraints in which to complete work, but as always I'm so extremely proud of his ability to adapt and take it as it comes, even though it does make him a bit anxious. He is a sweet big brother and takes good care of his sister. (If only he would sleep through the night! He's been doing the "Mommy I'm scared" routine. Hope it doesn't last long...at least it's not every single night.)
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend filled with family time, a baby shower for my sister-in-law who is expecting un petit garçon en décembre, turkey-lurkey and scrumptious desserts. I am so very thankful for the wonderful people I have in my life. Whether they be near or far away each and every one of you are extremely important to me.
Halloween is around the corner, this year my guy will be transformed into an astronaut and dolly will be disguised as a ladybug (so cute!).
Winter is around the corner...brrrrr...could feel the frost in the air this morning! Won't be long before Santa comes...
My bug is settled into the new school routine, he is noticing a big difference between SK and Gr. 1 but seems to be doing quite well. He will have some new challenges, like learning to skate, having more time constraints in which to complete work, but as always I'm so extremely proud of his ability to adapt and take it as it comes, even though it does make him a bit anxious. He is a sweet big brother and takes good care of his sister. (If only he would sleep through the night! He's been doing the "Mommy I'm scared" routine. Hope it doesn't last long...at least it's not every single night.)
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend filled with family time, a baby shower for my sister-in-law who is expecting un petit garçon en décembre, turkey-lurkey and scrumptious desserts. I am so very thankful for the wonderful people I have in my life. Whether they be near or far away each and every one of you are extremely important to me.
Halloween is around the corner, this year my guy will be transformed into an astronaut and dolly will be disguised as a ladybug (so cute!).
Winter is around the corner...brrrrr...could feel the frost in the air this morning! Won't be long before Santa comes...
Thursday, October 10, 2013
His and Hers
I occasionally write poetry. Some of you know this, others don't. I have always been a writer, when I was in elementary school I entered a writing competition in which I won a prize. I think I won first prize and then my essay moved on to the next level where I won again. I don't remember all of the details but there was a small sum of money involved and I was very excited about it. I love to read, I love to write and the odd time the urge strikes me to write poetry.
I had a high school teacher who said something that always stayed with me. Poetry writing is not about inspiration, it's about discipline. Well I'm here to say that in my case, he's wrong. Each and every poem that I have written is because I was somehow inspired.
I have written poems for each of my children that I would like to share. My titles are lacking, but appropriate to whom they are written for.
(English teacher friends, be kind...)
His
In that first moment
When I looked upon your face
I finally understood
A love that is eternal
And will always be
My saving grace
Hers
Her eyes opened wide
And fed the love held inside
That fulfills my soul
For my son and daughter. Love you both forever.
I had a high school teacher who said something that always stayed with me. Poetry writing is not about inspiration, it's about discipline. Well I'm here to say that in my case, he's wrong. Each and every poem that I have written is because I was somehow inspired.
I have written poems for each of my children that I would like to share. My titles are lacking, but appropriate to whom they are written for.
(English teacher friends, be kind...)
His
In that first moment
When I looked upon your face
I finally understood
A love that is eternal
And will always be
My saving grace
Hers
Her eyes opened wide
And fed the love held inside
That fulfills my soul
For my son and daughter. Love you both forever.
Thursday, September 5, 2013
A tribute
It is a sorrow filled day when all that remains
are memories
The bright light of her eyes will fade
never to be seen again
Her laughter will echo in our heads
never to be heard again
We must remember to smile and speak fondly of her
to remain alive despite her death
Dedication: For a wonderful woman whom I will dearly miss. She loved my children like they were her own, for that I will always be thankful.
Sunday, August 25, 2013
We are all beautiful
Earlier this week a hateful letter went viral on social media. It was written by "Pissed off mom" basically telling a grandmother that her grandson with Autism should either be hidden away from society or euthanized. This letter was written by a coward who would not even own their opinions by signing their name.
Excuse my language, but this is bullshit. Plain and simple. Even babies can understand "object permanence", just because you don't see it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
I try to imagine how she must have felt after she read this letter. Unfathomable but I will try: heartbroken, irate, deeply saddened, disappointed. Police determined that it was not a hate crime which I don't understand at all (possibly because there was no direct threat), but it certainly was hateful. To know someone in your neighborhood possibly right next door is thinking these thoughts and propagating ignorance is horrifying. I would certainly be terrified that someone might try to harm him and he would have no way to defend himself.
I have had the pleasure of meeting many children and some adults with Autism all with different abilities. I spoke with one boy who knew the complete schedule of events at CHEO and attended as many as he could since he was in the hospital for quite a while. Children with Autism are not typically social, but once an interest is piqued, watch out! They will talk your ear off for hours.
I also had the pleasure of meeting a teen who communicated exclusively through his iPad. Talking out loud was so uncomfortable for him but with today's technology he has been able to have a voice and interact with others as long as they are willing to take the time to listen.
Everyone is different. Some get "labels" for different reasons, some don't. Kids with special needs are not getting special treatment. They are getting the treatment that they need. Speech therapy for a child with Autism is as necessary as a wheelchair for his peer with paralyzed legs.
Down at the bottom of it all, we are all the same. Black, white, red, blue, green and all colours of the rainbow. No one is better, no one is worse, we are just different. We need to start seeing the beauty in others, really taking the time to know someone without prejudice or judgement. I would also challenge people to ask questions in a respectful way if you are curious about someone with a known disability. Many are quite willing to talk openly and will answer questions given the right situation and their comfort level.
Not all disabilities are visible, ANYONE you know could have one.
Excuse my language, but this is bullshit. Plain and simple. Even babies can understand "object permanence", just because you don't see it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
I try to imagine how she must have felt after she read this letter. Unfathomable but I will try: heartbroken, irate, deeply saddened, disappointed. Police determined that it was not a hate crime which I don't understand at all (possibly because there was no direct threat), but it certainly was hateful. To know someone in your neighborhood possibly right next door is thinking these thoughts and propagating ignorance is horrifying. I would certainly be terrified that someone might try to harm him and he would have no way to defend himself.
I have had the pleasure of meeting many children and some adults with Autism all with different abilities. I spoke with one boy who knew the complete schedule of events at CHEO and attended as many as he could since he was in the hospital for quite a while. Children with Autism are not typically social, but once an interest is piqued, watch out! They will talk your ear off for hours.
I also had the pleasure of meeting a teen who communicated exclusively through his iPad. Talking out loud was so uncomfortable for him but with today's technology he has been able to have a voice and interact with others as long as they are willing to take the time to listen.
Everyone is different. Some get "labels" for different reasons, some don't. Kids with special needs are not getting special treatment. They are getting the treatment that they need. Speech therapy for a child with Autism is as necessary as a wheelchair for his peer with paralyzed legs.
Down at the bottom of it all, we are all the same. Black, white, red, blue, green and all colours of the rainbow. No one is better, no one is worse, we are just different. We need to start seeing the beauty in others, really taking the time to know someone without prejudice or judgement. I would also challenge people to ask questions in a respectful way if you are curious about someone with a known disability. Many are quite willing to talk openly and will answer questions given the right situation and their comfort level.
Not all disabilities are visible, ANYONE you know could have one.
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