For the past two nights we have all gathered into the living room as a family to watch Justin Bieber’s World Tour on tv. Believe me, that’s not something we would normally do, but our favourite little guest appears to have something called Bieber Fever. Little Miss Fancy tried to deny it at first…but the truth came out as the show began and she started spouting off miscellaneous facts about the teen idol. We watched in amusement while she bounced up and down on the couch with excitement, singing along and pulling out a dance move or two. She was pretty cute through the whole thing!
Having an 11 year old girl around has been fun, helpful and at times a little perplexing. It’s completely different than having a 5 year old girl, it’s definitely given us a valuable glance into the future. We’ve been enjoying our time with Little Miss Fancy a whole lot and it’s amazing that 3 weeks have flown by already. We’re definitely going to miss her when she goes home!!
Not everything has gone smoothly with the visit. My little Princess has been dealing with the big ol’ green eyed monster. One night as I was putting her to bed she started crying out of the blue…”Do you think she (Little Miss Fancy) is better than me?”. I was shocked! Since that night we’ve been working on her feelings of insecurity. The Princess is not just jealous of our new guest, she’s accused me of liking Daddy more than her too. She’s been a lot more clingy lately and she requests to snuggle in “Mummy’s bed” every night until she falls asleep but thankfully, most of the time Princess can get past her jealousy and just enjoy her special time with her cousin.
A while back I wrote a post about Squishy Baff and our fun filled experience with it – you can read it here.
The kids and I tried it out one crazy night and eventually with a little help from Nana J, it lead to filming a segment on NECN’s Does it Work? with Leslie Gaydos. This past Tuesday the kids and I reinacted our experience with Squishy Baff for the camera – we are now TV stars, or so we like to pretend.
To be honest, I was so completely nervous that I worked myself into a migraine by the end of it. I’m not much of a camera person unless I’m the one behind it. I’m also not one for conversation with people who I don’t know very well. I’m so much more eloquent in my head than I am out loud. Words tend to get lost as they make their way from my mind to my mouth and I end up saying the dumbest things, then I start to panic because I realize what I said and then a pause turns into seconds and my mind goes blank and that’s when it becomes clear that the person I’m talking with probably thinks I’m one gum short of a full pack. Thankfully, I was met with kindness and understanding during the filming and I couldn’t have been more appreciative.
My children, on the other hand, are like little running faucets. Words come spilling out of their mouths informing everyone around them of every thought that pops into their adorable, little heads. Unfortunately, that sometimes means giving out information that would normally be private to our family – very embarrassing and sometimes hard to explain. Other times, like Tuesday, it means they can thrive when they find themselves in a new situation. They were fabulous and I was so proud of them, in fact I envied their ease as they performed in front of the camera effortlessly. They really enjoyed every minute of it and when it was finished they chatted about it for the rest of the day, dancing around with excitement.
Little Miss Fancy also enjoyed the fun even though she was behind the scenes. She recorded the whole event on her camera, finding tiny little spots to hang out in so she could get some great shots. She walked away with some good pictures, she’s quite the little camera-wo-man. I think she may have a natural talent and good career ahead of her if she ever wanted to take it in that direction. I was very impressed.
Overall it was a great experience, something for us to talk about in the years to come. We learned a couple things too like it takes a lot of filming (hours actually) and a lot of different shots for a two minute segment and the more light on a person the better they look on TV – oh how I wish I could have lassoed the sun and dragged it closer to me! Oh well, I was promised I’d be edited in a way that would make me look like a genius, too bad I can’t edit live conversations like that.
Well, the trip is over, we’re back at our house and we grudgingly return to the daily grind. The return to work and our everyday lives only seems to reinforce our desire to be on the road full time.
There is a great sense of freedom out on the road. We could picture ourselves making on the spot decisions about how long we would stay in one place, which direction we would head next and what the destination will be. We just went from Burlington Ontario (just outside Toronto) to Long Point (Out on Lake Erie), considering our heading, we could have just kept going west. Stopping along the way until we hit the West Coast!
There’s also a really fun sense of adventure. When we left Long Point and decided to just find someplace along the way to spend the night, we were able to talk it out, do some quick research and find someplace we thought might work. And, as it turns out, we changed our mind halfway there! And the place we found was perfect – if only we had a bit more time to stay. It would have been fun to check out the NY State Park a bit and talk with the “neighbors” who were so helpful the night we pulled in.
We just have to stay focused, keep planning and find a way to get out there full time. While the daily grind might be necessary right now, we have to work to keep it temporary and not lose sight of what we truly want.
A fun filled, adventurous life on the road.
Today the Milk Monkey turned 1 year old, and of course we celebrated in our favorite way – camping! It’s amazing how quickly the year has passed. Our little guy has grown so much.
We took the trailer on our first really long haul, and after a long weekend of fun and adventure we are all exhausted. This post is being emailed in, so hopefully it gets through ok! Once we are able to secure an Internet connection for the computer, we’ll have a lot more stories to share.
Until then – Happy Birthday Milk Monkey!!!
The Milk Monkey enjoying a birthday dinner of smoked ribs ala Honestly Daddy.
Our house is in prep mode. We have a trip planned to Canada in two days and we are all working to get the trailer packed, the house tidied up and everything ready. There’s always a long list of things to bring with us, but now it’s a little longer as we have a trailer to prepare (and store things in!).
On top of that, we’re going to be bringing home a visitor! Mummy’s 10 year old cousin is going to be coming home with us to stay for a month during her summer vacation. The kids are pretty excited about it as they don’t see her very often. It will be fun to have another person in the house, especially someone the kids will have a lot of fun with.
Of course, all this prep work can add to the stress level here as well. Sometimes Mummy or I get a bit frazzled with everything going on, but we know that once we’re on the road – all that stress just melts away. It’ll be a long drive too, with a big trailer – our longest haul with the trailer so far – but it will also be a fun adventure. And at the end of the journey, there will be all sorts of friends and family to visit, a baby dedication and two birthdays to celebrate. But even better than that – there will be lots and lots of family camping time together.
And that’s what makes the work worthwhile.
After weeks and weeks of endless sewing I have finally finished the quilt for my Princess!
I’m pleased with how it turned out.
It’s not perfect,
but it’s beautiful!
What I really love about it is that I finished it. Lack of follow through has always been one of my flaws. I start many projects but I rarely finish them. I tend to lose interest before I get to the end. As I get older – or as I like to call it…more mature – I’m learning the importance of finishing things to the end.
It turns out, finished projects are much more beautiful than the unfinished ones.
I really enjoyed sewing it, I just didn’t enjoy the looming deadline. A month is not enough time to complete a quilt that size.
I’m so happy with how it turned out…the colours, the pattern and even how it has the wrinkly quilt look to it.
My sweet little Princess is going to love it! I can’t wait to see her expression when she sees it.
Soon, I will start picking out fabric and a design for my next quilt. I’ll be making it for my Little Professor, for Christmas – months and months from now!
I guess I have to say it, we’re a family of sci-fi fans.
It’s hard to find a good show where Mummy and I can just sit and relax together without it either being about a hospital, a police precinct, or a group of forensic investigators, but a good sci-fi show always does the trick. Of course, for some reason it seems that every time a good one comes along, it gets cancelled.
However, every now and then we manage to find one we really like (that doesn’t get cancelled!) and we spend hours side by side watching and waiting for the next good twist in the story. We found one of our favorites after the series had already completed it’s 4 season run – Battlestar Gallactica. We borrowed the full seasons on DVD from our local library and would spend late nights together, watching and talking about the various twists and turns in the story. And while we would wait for the next season to arrive, we would discuss who we thought was secretly a Cylon, and why (frakkin toasters!). I have to say, Mummy knows her sci-fi and was right more often than not…
Interestingly enough, it seems we’ve passed our love for science fiction on to our kids! The little Professor has been a fan of all things Star Wars since he first encountered the series, and even the Mighty Princess enjoys it. Whenever they are running around with their lightsabers playing Star Wars, she pretends she’s her favorite Jedi, Ahsoka Tano.
Through the countless hours Mummy and I have spent together, not only watching, but talking about our favorite shows and the playful adventures with our kids – I’ve come to realize that while science fiction is a lot of fun and can be a great source of entertainment, my favorite part of all is that it brings my family together for something we all enjoy.
Live long and prosper!
Ok, maybe in reality it wasn’t that over the top but in my mind it was!
We woke in the trailer – we backyard camped – to homemade cards and beautiful flowers!
I also woke up to snuggles, kisses and giggles – my favourite!
Then there was some Lego Creativity time with my boys!
And more snuggling and jokes with my Princess – we do a lot of “pillow chatting”.
She always wants to me whisper secrets in her ear, so I do, secrets of love and adoration and rainbows and anything pink.
Then I tickled her for a while and listened to her deep, heart filled laughter!
Later I sat on the floor with the Milk Monkey and we danced and practiced standing on his own.
Daddy cooked a yummy dinner and we all decided we needed to backyard camp one more time.
We just weren’t ready to end the magical day!
Actually now that I look back on it….extravaganza fits perfectly for me!
May always gets me reflecting about motherhood. For one, the obvious, Mother’s Day takes place in May but also the Princess was born in May as was my Little Milk Monkey. I have been blessed with 3 healthy children. I’m so thankful for this. It’s seriously something I thank God for every single day and some days more than once.
This year I seem to be inundated with stories about the lives of brave mothers everywhere who are going through or have recently been through trials with their precious children. These amazing women are faced with challenges and devastation that no mother should ever have to experience. I’ve quietly cried for their losses, pain and disappointment, I’ve prayed for them often, sometimes daily, and I’ve silently cheered for every little victory they’ve shared. My heart goes out to those mummy’s who would give anything to make their children well. I want to hug them and tell them they’re amazing! Instead I pray, I pray hard and I enlist those I know who are prayer warriors around me to pray also. I don’t know what it’s like to have a child in the hospital fighting for their life or what it’s like to lose a child and I pray I never do.
I have had my own struggles as a Mummy. After my Little Professor was born I started experiencing a lot of anxiety which was unusual for my normally care free self. Every night as I lay in the dark trying to get to sleep I would go through different scenarios in my mind. What if there was a fire, how would I get to the babies room, what if the natural gas heater blew, what if the people downstairs has a gun and shot it through their ceiling, what if someone breaks in how would I protect my children?…it just went on and on. Leaving the house was even harder. I would dread a trip to the grocery store. What if we were in a car accident, what if someone showed up with a gun, what if someone tried to take my babies? I would constantly assess situations and try to figure out potential hazzards to my children.
To the reasonable mind those scenarios are unlikely but they would reverberate in mine. I would become paralyzed with fear. It was clearly controlling me and the decisions I was making. It was interfering with my ability to be a good mother. I saw it reflecting in my children at times. Some days, when the children went to work with their father I would sit on the couch and cry in fear that they weren’t coming home. Some nights were so bad that I would lay in bed shaking, pleading with my husband to pray for me – pray for us to be safe through the night. I often wondered how much torment my mind would be able to handle before I snapped.
Thankfully, I have been able to overcome the fear with the help of God. I started reading Psalm 91 every single day. Whenever I would start to panic I would read it again. I realized the fear and anxiety started with thoughts and whenever one would start forming in my head I would think to myself “no”. Sometimes, I’d even have to say it out loud to myself to drown out the thoughts. There have even been times when I have struggled with a thought to the point of tears and shouting “no” to myself until it passed. I am determined to not allow fear to dictate what I do.
For so long I have kept this to myself, only sharing it with my husband and a few other close to me. I always felt ashamed about it. I didn’t think anyone would understand and maybe they won’t, but sharing it now is liberating! I have been to a very dark place and with God I’ve survived and overcome and I’m so very thankful for that! Every Mummy has an amazing testimony because Motherhood is hard and challenging and amazing and rewarding! We need to tell our stories and we need to pray for each other and we need to celebrate our victories!!!