Well now this is scary! Someone tweeted about Extraordinary Mommy's story on twitter today and I had to share it with you all. How would you feel if a picture you posted of your family was made into a bill board ad in Czech Republic?
On a happier note, a kidnapped son was "Found" on Facebook.
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
Appointment
Well, remember when C had her incident last week? I called the doctor's office immediately afterwards and made an appointment. Unfortunately the closest opening she had, was for June so of course I took it, but asked her to keep us in mind in case of a cancellation. Low and behold, today the receptionist called me yesterday at 2:3o p.m and said that they had a last minute cancellation and would I like to bring C in for 3:15!
I was happy to get in so early, but it took us 30 minutes to get ready ( so it goes with two little ones). Before we left, C gave her daddy (who was overly tired after a full day of fixing a huge wiring problem at his brother's house) a hug and said, "What's wrong daddy? What's wrong? Its ok, we won't be long. C be back soon. Don't worry, I love you. Its ok, daddy, I love you more and more" as she pet his head. After reassuring him that everything would be ok, she jumped into the stroller and off we went.
Must have been a "baby day", because there was a 4 day old little girl, her 1 1/2 year old sister, a 2 month old and then my two little ones in the office.
We sat down in the waiting room and C started to play with all of the puzzles and toys whilst singing her ABC's. Have I mentioned/bragged how she now knows all of her ABC's and 123's?Who knew that something so simple could be so darn thrilling to a mother?
We didn't get into see the Dr. until 4:15. WHY oh WHY do they make appointments for a certain time only to have you wait for an entire hour?! I will never understand the ways of doctor's and their late appointments. If you are late for an appointment, its cancelled, however when they are late, tough luck. Unless you are one of the rare ones who has a punctual doctor. If this is the case, bless you and hold onto them for dear life. They are a rare find.
The last appointment I had for A, I had to wait for 1 1/2 hours. The receptionist actually went home and locked the side door! I was the only single soul sitting in the waiting room at 5 p.m. Needless to say, I was far from impressed.
Anyhow we ended up getting a prescription for 2 epi pens. One to keep in my purse and the other to keep in the house at all times. I'm fairly certain we won't ever have to use the medication, however I feel much better knowing that if something did happen I would be prepared.
Since C didn't end up going for her 2 year check up, the doctor did an all in one today. My baby is now 31 pounds and 36 inches tall! She didn't like being measured or weighed at all and hot tears streamed down her face while we placed her on the scale. I don't know why the experience of standing on a scale was so horrifying for her but it was and I felt awful. The doctor was holding A with one hand, trying to put the level on C's head while I was trying to have her stand straight while comforting her. The entire situation was quite humorous actually. When we were all done she was given a sticker which made up for it all.
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Questions
What would relationships be like if we kept our childhood innocence and honesty intact? If we took off our adult "masks" and were able to be ourselves without the artificial hullaballoo. How do we fall into that trap? As the years go by we experience more, live more, become wiser and perhaps become less rigid in our views. Becoming more understanding and sympathetic are other qualities that usually come over time. What I don't understand is why so many find the need to act with a lack of sincerity? Why is there so much phoniness in the world? Why is it so hard for some people to be genuine? Is it fear? If so, fear of what? Acceptance? Why are we in such dire need of acceptance?
All these questions and all I get are answers that don't make sense.
Friday, May 22, 2009
New sayings
C comes up with the cutest things and I write them down periodically so as to remember them for the future. Here are some of her new sayings:
"Mama, Daddy, good job!"
"Oh, thats nice."
"I love you mowa than you will eva eva know."
"Sweet deams, I love you eva know."
"A" don't cry honey, don't cry. Its ok honey, its ok. I love you honey."
"I just don't like it! I just don't!!"
"Whats dat? Oh, thats nice."
"Pease mama can I pease have some juice PEASE?" (As she dramatically flings her head and tosses her hands up in the air).
At meal times when I call my husband to eat, "Raymond, time to eat." she rushes to the stairs and yells, "Amen, Amen come to eeeaaatttt. Time to eeaattt, Amen!!!"
She also has a little Precious moments doll which was given to her by my sister in law. When you squeeze the toy it will recite the Lord's prayer. At the end when it says "Amen" she laughs and says, "Daddy, doll is talking you." She thinks its hilarious.
Apple should make a Time Capsule for real life...
"Mama, Daddy, good job!"
"Oh, thats nice."
"I love you mowa than you will eva eva know."
"Sweet deams, I love you eva know."
"A" don't cry honey, don't cry. Its ok honey, its ok. I love you honey."
"I just don't like it! I just don't!!"
"Whats dat? Oh, thats nice."
"Pease mama can I pease have some juice PEASE?" (As she dramatically flings her head and tosses her hands up in the air).
At meal times when I call my husband to eat, "Raymond, time to eat." she rushes to the stairs and yells, "Amen, Amen come to eeeaaatttt. Time to eeaattt, Amen!!!"
She also has a little Precious moments doll which was given to her by my sister in law. When you squeeze the toy it will recite the Lord's prayer. At the end when it says "Amen" she laughs and says, "Daddy, doll is talking you." She thinks its hilarious.
Apple should make a Time Capsule for real life...
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Three things Thursdays
I have posted this before and decided to make it a regular part of my blog. My sweet grandmother is visiting this week so I asked her what three things make her heart sing.
Her answers:
Spring flowers. I love the hyacinths, daffodils, narcissus and lily of the valley. They always make me feel happy.
Sunshine & blue skies.
Babies and little children. I love my great grandaughters!
(Have I ever mentioned how much I love my Grandma?)
What three things make your heart sing?
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Visitors
What a fun weekend we had! Some very good friends of ours drove up from Southern Ontario to visit.
"A" seems to have a magical hold on everyone she comes in contact with. As you see my friend was quite entranced with the little one and held her as often as she could. No baby has ever had this effect on her. She isn't the baby type if you will. Apparently A has changed that. Hmm... Maybe we'll hear the sound of little feet in her near future thanks to my charming dolly.
The boys played some pool.
Went for a little walk to the falls.
It was a good thing C fell asleep in her arms as there would have been tears upon their departure.
C adores our dear friends. As I do, as we all do. Thank you so much for the visit! It was wonderful to see you again, we miss you already!
C adores our dear friends. As I do, as we all do. Thank you so much for the visit! It was wonderful to see you again, we miss you already!
Monday, May 18, 2009
We had a terrifying encounter over the weekend. I don't know think I have ever written about our daughters allergy to dairy on this blog . You can read her story here.
In our office we have a box of different chocolate bars which were put there by a charity group. They collect the money once a month and replenish the bars when they start to get low. Well, this morning she decided that she would try one of these delightfully looking confections and ate a few pieces of the milk chocolate. My husband heard her coughing and when he came upstairs her cheeks had broken out in hives and her eyes were beginning to swell. She was all stuffed up as well and her nose was running profusely. I rushed her upstairs and gave her some Benadryl. The coughing subsided and her swelling went down, but she wasn't the same all day. Her cheery attitude was diminished and she was quite sullen.
I don't think we will be selling those bars anymore. The next time the charity comes to refill the box, we are going to ask him to take them away. We can't risk this happening again.
Tomorrow I have to make an appointment with our doctor to discuss an Epipen. I'm too scared not to own one for her sake.
My husband and I are still shaken up over this. I can still feel my heart in my throat.
It is so hard to see your child suffering and in so much pain!
In our office we have a box of different chocolate bars which were put there by a charity group. They collect the money once a month and replenish the bars when they start to get low. Well, this morning she decided that she would try one of these delightfully looking confections and ate a few pieces of the milk chocolate. My husband heard her coughing and when he came upstairs her cheeks had broken out in hives and her eyes were beginning to swell. She was all stuffed up as well and her nose was running profusely. I rushed her upstairs and gave her some Benadryl. The coughing subsided and her swelling went down, but she wasn't the same all day. Her cheery attitude was diminished and she was quite sullen.
I don't think we will be selling those bars anymore. The next time the charity comes to refill the box, we are going to ask him to take them away. We can't risk this happening again.
Tomorrow I have to make an appointment with our doctor to discuss an Epipen. I'm too scared not to own one for her sake.
My husband and I are still shaken up over this. I can still feel my heart in my throat.
It is so hard to see your child suffering and in so much pain!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
The dress
I bought some cute fabrics a couple of weeks ago. They arrived Thursday.
Washed them all and started C's dress.
Took a little longer than I had hoped...
Here it is! All finished. C is calling it her princess dress. I don't know about "princess" but it sure is cute!
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Kayleigh Anne Freeman
I am was overwhelmed with tears today after reading about Kayleigh Anne Freeman.
Such a beautiful little girl taken so suddenly from her family. Please keep this family in your prayers....
Such a beautiful little girl taken so suddenly from her family. Please keep this family in your prayers....
Our weekend
Half of the tiles are down and grouted.
A little love.
The painting is finished although here I am just beginning.
Our supervisor.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The woman I once knew...
There was a woman I used to know. A beautiful woman who reveled in her daughter. She used to take her baby shopping during the day. They would run to catch subways and street cars, laughing together. Other days they would go to the park, sometimes for a picnic and other times just to play on the playground.
She was a gentle mama, one who defended her child (even if she was a difficult one at times) above all else. I remember, her daughter had a horrible case of nightmares which lasted for the first few years of her life. This mother would cradle her daughter in her arms, and holding her close to her bosom, sang to her while wiped the sweat from her baby's brow. The little girl felt as if she was being touched by an angel. Her mama's hands were a source of comfort, her voice, singing ever so softly soothed her.
She was a strong woman who defended her children, her mother and her family. Some days were full of sunshine and laughter; picking flowers, running through the grass, riding bikes. She would laugh fully without restraint. There was a peace about her that could sometimes tame the rage in their home. Other times the arguments won and the peace would disappear.
Over the years the spark, the fire within her began to dwindle. Some days it was as if the flame had been put out entirely, her face drawn and distant. Other days she would put on a happy face and go through the day as if everything was alright.
Decades have since passed and the women I used to know is no longer.
If I could see her again, for what she was, for who she was, I would say, Thank you. Thank you for inspiring me to become the mother I am. I have learned so much through your strengths and weaknesses. They have made me the woman I am today. When I see the look of awe and adoration in my little girl's eyes, I think of your daughter and my heart breaks. I can see her in my own sweet child's face.
When I rock her in my arms, I think of you and then I weep.
I weep for your daughter.
I weep for you.
I wish you were still the woman I once knew.
She was a gentle mama, one who defended her child (even if she was a difficult one at times) above all else. I remember, her daughter had a horrible case of nightmares which lasted for the first few years of her life. This mother would cradle her daughter in her arms, and holding her close to her bosom, sang to her while wiped the sweat from her baby's brow. The little girl felt as if she was being touched by an angel. Her mama's hands were a source of comfort, her voice, singing ever so softly soothed her.
She was a strong woman who defended her children, her mother and her family. Some days were full of sunshine and laughter; picking flowers, running through the grass, riding bikes. She would laugh fully without restraint. There was a peace about her that could sometimes tame the rage in their home. Other times the arguments won and the peace would disappear.
Over the years the spark, the fire within her began to dwindle. Some days it was as if the flame had been put out entirely, her face drawn and distant. Other days she would put on a happy face and go through the day as if everything was alright.
Decades have since passed and the women I used to know is no longer.
If I could see her again, for what she was, for who she was, I would say, Thank you. Thank you for inspiring me to become the mother I am. I have learned so much through your strengths and weaknesses. They have made me the woman I am today. When I see the look of awe and adoration in my little girl's eyes, I think of your daughter and my heart breaks. I can see her in my own sweet child's face.
When I rock her in my arms, I think of you and then I weep.
I weep for your daughter.
I weep for you.
I wish you were still the woman I once knew.
Mother
The moment a child is born, the mother is also born. She never existed before. The woman existed, but the mother, never. A mother is something absolutely new. ~Rajneesh
Friday, May 8, 2009
Children Learn What They Live
For those of you who follow me on A Good Clean Life I apologize as you'll be seeing this post on both blogs. It was just too good not to share here.
We must live our best lives now not only for ourselves but for the sake of our children and grandchildren. It all begins with the parents.
by Dorothy Law Nolte (1924 - 2005)
If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.
If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.
If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.
If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.
If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.
If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.
If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.
If children live with fairness, they learn justice.
If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.
If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.
Excerpted from the book CHILDREN LEARN WHAT THEY LIVE
We must live our best lives now not only for ourselves but for the sake of our children and grandchildren. It all begins with the parents.
by Dorothy Law Nolte (1924 - 2005)
If children live with criticism, they learn to condemn.
If children live with hostility, they learn to fight.
If children live with fear, they learn to be apprehensive.
If children live with pity, they learn to feel sorry for themselves.
If children live with ridicule, they learn to feel shy.
If children live with jealousy, they learn to feel envy.
If children live with shame, they learn to feel guilty.
If children live with encouragement, they learn confidence.
If children live with tolerance, they learn patience.
If children live with praise, they learn appreciation.
If children live with acceptance, they learn to love.
If children live with approval, they learn to like themselves.
If children live with recognition, they learn it is good to have a goal.
If children live with sharing, they learn generosity.
If children live with honesty, they learn truthfulness.
If children live with fairness, they learn justice.
If children live with kindness and consideration, they learn respect.
If children live with security, they learn to have faith in themselves and in those about them.
If children live with friendliness, they learn the world is a nice place in which to live.
Excerpted from the book CHILDREN LEARN WHAT THEY LIVE
Everything happens for a reason
We had an incident that occured a few weeks ago that was rather disruptive. Of course, as usual I would dwell on all the negative and my husband, (as usual) looked on the bright side of it all. In the end, the incident ended up being a huge blessing in disguise and I learnt a valuable lesson.
Sometimes things happen that you could never anticipate, things that temporarily disrupt your life and turn it upside down. By dwelling in the unhappiness or submerging yourself in self-pity, everything looks grey and bleak. I've noticed that constant focus on the negative can actually cause us to overlook the bits of sunshine that shine through. There is always a flip side to everything, a brighter side and I think if we can focus on the positive instead of the negative, new people and opportunities walk into your life, business or relationships that otherwise wouldn't have. Sometimes you have to go through some negativity or unhappiness to make way for the future joys and opportunities that lie ahead.
Sometimes things happen that you could never anticipate, things that temporarily disrupt your life and turn it upside down. By dwelling in the unhappiness or submerging yourself in self-pity, everything looks grey and bleak. I've noticed that constant focus on the negative can actually cause us to overlook the bits of sunshine that shine through. There is always a flip side to everything, a brighter side and I think if we can focus on the positive instead of the negative, new people and opportunities walk into your life, business or relationships that otherwise wouldn't have. Sometimes you have to go through some negativity or unhappiness to make way for the future joys and opportunities that lie ahead.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Three Things
I am going to try every week to post three things that make my heart sing and fill me with happiness. What three things make your heart sing?
The Rain
The smell of freshly laundered clothing
European houses covered in Ivy
The Rain
The smell of freshly laundered clothing
European houses covered in Ivy
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Expectant Mamas, Post partum Mamas or Yoga beginners
If you or anyone you know is currently expecting a baby or if you are interested in learning Vinyasa Yoga please check out a giveaway I am holding at A Good Clean Life.
Thanks :)!
Thanks :)!
Disappointment
Why is it that books are so much better than the movies based upon them? I just finished reading, The Other Boleyn Girl by Phillipa Gregory which I enjoyed tremendously. The book transported me into that era; the tastes, sounds, colors were all vividly visible in my mind. I wanted to share this story with my husband and so filled in a request with Cinemail for the the movie version. I was really looking forward to it as #1 it starred Scarlett Johansson and Natalie Portman and #2 there was quite a bit of press on it when it was initially released (too bad I didn't read the reviews first). This movie was more than disappointing it was just...wrong. I found the film to be a very poor adaptation of the book.
We all have our own visuals when it comes to reading. The characters, the sights, the sounds, the colors, the experiences are all varied depending on the reader. That is what makes reading so magical I think. We all experience it in a different way. Some movies do a fantastic job recreating the book on screen but most of the time I find it is a huge disappointment.
I wonder how many movies have turned people away from the book itself and thus been cheated out of a wonderful reading experience?
We all have our own visuals when it comes to reading. The characters, the sights, the sounds, the colors, the experiences are all varied depending on the reader. That is what makes reading so magical I think. We all experience it in a different way. Some movies do a fantastic job recreating the book on screen but most of the time I find it is a huge disappointment.
I wonder how many movies have turned people away from the book itself and thus been cheated out of a wonderful reading experience?
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