It’s been awhile. Two years, in fact. I haven’t blogged in a long time. Not for the lack of things I need to write about and process through… We’ve have some major events in the past few years. My son was diagnosed with “very severe” ADHD, ODD, and SPD. And my daughter has been diagnosed …
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My 4 year old son is a ball of energy. I don’t just mean he’s an “active boy” as many like to say, but he is a 4 AM, non-stop talking, running, spinning, jumping, climbing, attention seeking, sensory seeking, strong willed, hyperactive, never tiring child who even hums while eating. He’s generally a happy kid, …
To tell the story of my rainbow baby, I first must tell of my storm.
We weren’t trying, but it was a wonderful surprise. Being 4 days late was unusual for me, so I purchased a test.
I told my husband and we decided to unveil the results at our favourite spot — a moss covered bluff overlooking the pristine Thetis Lake. Together, while chatting about the dreams and possibilities, we hiked to the perfect spot and climbed up the hillside until we had a gorgeous view, and then opened the box I had slipped it into. Suddenly a flood of emotions came over each of us as we saw the little plus sign.
I see you there in the check out line, saying no for the hundredth time.
I see you struggling to keep your kids busy so they won’t pull all the candy off the shelf that is strategically placed in the absolute worst spot for mom’s.
I see you picking up your toddler who is kicking and screaming, leaving all your groceries in aisle 9.
It’s days like these that I miss you most.
The days I need your help with babysitting.
The days that I need some motherly advice…
Who wants to have difficulties? I sure don’t enjoy them. In fact most of us try to avoid difficulties as much as possible! But I can see how they are an opportunity to grow in patience and endurance. You never know how much patience you have until it is tested.
My mother was a writer. I don’t think she ever had anything published, but it was an interest that she dreamed of “getting to, one day…” After her passing last year, I was fortunate enough to find a few of these precious writings. Loose papers torn from notebooks found in her bedside table… Folders of documents on her laptop of writing ideas…
This morning, my husband Kevin and I went for a run. Our toddler and baby buckled in their double stroller, we started with a walk to warm up and then did a bit of interval jogging down a beautiful trail that has a view of a lake. After our work out, I felt absolutely amazing. …
If you’re a mom, you know… You know the exhaustion of littles… the middle of the night feedings, the tantrums of the terrible twos, the nap times that go by way too fast…
I do enjoy Mother’s Day, a day when all the often unrecognized tasks of a mother receives just a tiny bit of it’s due appreciation. But Mother’s Day also carries the burden of loss for me and I’m sure many other’s can relate. My mother passed away suddenly last year. My husband’s mother has also passed away about a decade ago. We are both motherless.
