So it’s been a few weeks of running around and burying myself in getting our routine right again. Let’s just say that it’s not going well, but we are afloat and at least I know my kids are learning something every day. Anyway, let’s get to my title……… yes, this happened…… my 10 year literally served me metaphorical medicine and made me drink a massive lesson. Continue reading “My 10 year old just told me off……..”
As many of you may well know – our oldest is now at an age where she’s old enough to do a lot of different things and her brother and sister are not. There’s a lot of little things that I’m not going to mention because it’s nuts how many there are but, one of them is experiencing Camps. Specifically church or youth camps. Continue reading “Youth Camp for my 10 year old?”
Youth day and Father’s day came and went without a moment to actually breathe in and take in the moments.
Our youth day was filled with my oldest having a gymnastics competition. I spent the hours leading up to it, making her a leotard. (I can hear you saying, “you’re nuts!” – so did a lot of other mommies) I’m the type of person that when there’s money to be saved – I’m going to save it! I’ve spent the last few months trying to master the art of making leotards for my girls. The reason being, that when bought off the rack, those puppies are EXPENSIVE!!! It’s like buying a nike shoe for a 6 year old – who is more than likely going to blow through the thing in like 2 months…… this is my exact sentiment towards leotards. Continue reading “Youth Day + Father’s Day = Stressed out!”
I know it’s Thursday, but I’ve been really wanting to share this part of our week with you ever since it happened. It’s one of those that has Tim and I sitting back and really glowing with pride over our daughter. Yup, it’s one of those brag moments again. Similar to the one Iraina had last year.
This time it involved Aislyn, our 10 year old daughter. Continue reading “Our 10yr old Speaking up to an Adult”
This past weekend was one of those weekends that was jam packed with activity, life lessons and left my little family wrecked. Yet, at the same time it’s the kind of wrecked that ‘feels’ filling and satisfying even though all I want to do is lie down and sleep. I honestly don’t know how working/school going families do this. I can’t even imagine having to wake up on Monday morning and having to get straight back into normal life as if we have had the most restful weekend as we’re supposed to.
Today marks the Monday after 4 weeks of constant talk from my 10 year old about her birthday party. It came, it happened, it’s over and needless to say – I’m so proud of myself. I know that you’re not supposed to really toot your own horn – but I did this one right and I was smiling on the other side of it rather than cowering in tears in some corner regretting the aftermath and the mediocre response to all of my efforts.
Today marks the 10th year that Tim and I have been official parents. This time 10 years ago we had Aislyn arrive into our lives and it was one of the biggest shifts for us as adults. Her entry into our world was something I will never forget. It tested all of my endurance – physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. So, since today marks the day that our little girl arrived, I thought I would type out what I wrote down in her journal, that I kept throughout my pregnancy and ever since, as a life record/lesson for her future. So, here is her birth story. You should be warned, it’s long. (I didn’t use Facebook a lot then so I needed to document everything in words)