Never leaves her side for long ♥
Tuesday, August 27, 2013
This story that was posted by James’ cousin who has two kids very close in age to ours. Whoever wrote this knew what they were talking about. Ever ounce of this story is true. Some of it I had heard before I had children, and when I think back to my years before children it makes me snicker a little. As much as I thought I knew how I would feel after I had children….I really, truly had no clue until they actually came into this world. It’s impossible to know that feeling until you are holding your own child….it is a completely life altering feeling.…it’s like taking baby steps for the first time, you must teach yourself how to live with this new, scary but really awesome feeling of loving something more than life itself.
"We are sitting at lunch one day when my daughter casually mentions that she and her husband are thinking of "starting a family." "We're taking a survey," she says half-joking. "Do you think I should have a baby?"
"It will change your life," I say, carefully keeping my tone neutral.
"I know," she says, "no more sleep...ing in on weekends, no more spontaneous vacations."
But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my daughter, trying to decide what to tell her. I want her to know what she will never learn in childbirth classes.
I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave her with an emotional wound so raw that she will forever be vulnerable.
I consider warning her that she will never again read a newspaper without asking, "What if that had been MY child?" That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt her.
That when she sees pictures of starving children, she will wonder if anything could be worse than watching your child die.
I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the primitive level of a bear protecting her cub. That an urgent call of "Mom!" will cause her to drop a soufflé or her best crystal without a moments hesitation.
I feel that I should warn her that no matter how many years she has invested in her career, she will be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going into an important business meeting and she will think of her
baby's sweet smell. She will have to use every ounce of discipline to keep from running home, just to make sure her baby is all right.
I want my daughter to know that every day decisions will no longer be routine. That a five year old boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the women's at McDonald's will become a major dilemma. That right there, in the midst of clattering trays and screaming
children, issues of independence and gender identity will be weighed against the prospect that a child molester may be lurking in that restroom.
However decisive she may be at the office, she will second-guess herself constantly as a mother.
Looking at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy, but she will never feel the same about herself.
That her life, now so important, will be of less value to her once she has a child. That she would give herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but will also begin to hope for more years, not to accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child accomplish theirs.
I want her to know that a cesarean scar or shiny stretch marks will become badges of honor.
My daughter's relationship with her husband will change, but not in the way she thinks.
I wish she could understand how much more you can love a man who is careful to powder the baby or who never hesitates to play with his child.
I think she should know that she will fall in love with him again for reasons she would now find very unromantic.
I wish my daughter could sense the bond she will feel with women throughout history who have tried to stop war, prejudice and drunk driving.
I want to describe to my daughter the exhilaration of seeing your child learn to ride a bike.
I want to capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is touching the soft fur of a dog or cat for the first time.
I want her to taste the joy that is so real it actually hurts.
My daughter's quizzical look makes me realize that tears have formed in my eyes. "You'll never regret it," I finally say. Then I reached across the table, squeezed my daughter's hand and offered a silent prayer for her, and for me, and for all the mere mortal women who stumble their way into this most wonderful of callings.
Please share this with a Mom that you know or all of your girlfriends who may someday be Moms. May you always have in your arms the one who is in your heart."
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Annika got to celebrate Megan’s 5th birthday with a couple friends from school at Funmazing!
Then we spent the rest of the day with auntie Steph and Jamie – craft time, picture time, homemade (by the kids) pizza, movie time and then finally bedtime. Mommies were TIRED!
Birthday Girl and her buddy
Annika, Megan, three girls from Megan’s daycare, Alydia and Hayley
Scored a pretty cool heart ring at the arcade
The final product!
trail walk (cut short due to infestation of mosquitos)
Jamie and Me
Auntie and Annie
Friday, August 23, 2013
One of my favourite pastime is watching animals interact :) Especially my own! Timmie is with us for three weeks. He’s completely settled in and Mavie’s officially accepted that he has to share his house and all his belongings with him.
Today, during our morning walk, Timmie and Mavie met what I thought was a cute little innocent dog. All three dogs were happily sniffing each other, when suddenly the new friend decided to turn evil and tried to nip Mavie….at which point, in a split second, protective Timmie tackled and pinned down little bully dog and put him in his place!
I guess Timmie was so proud of himself that later in the walk he decided to mark his spot on Mavie’s head. I didn’t realize until we got home when I went to pick Mavie up and he had a funk smell on him. At first I thought he’d rolled in something dead….then I realized the stank smell didn’t quite match up to a dead smell….it was pee. Mavie was in need of a hair cut anyway, so to the groomers we went (aka Bree’s Doggy Salon).
Timmie was so upset that I was putting Mavie under such distress that he was pacing back and forth, couldn’t sit still and would not take his eyes off little Mavie, for two hours straight! After Mavie’s bath, to the living room to hair dry and brush, then off to the garage for his cut. Timmie followed each step, paced around the garage at least 75 times when eventually he decided the best place was to lie down next to my feet under the table where he had a clear view of Mavie and close enough to potentially bite my ankle if he didn’t like my next move.
These pics were taken after Mavie’s hair cut. Can you tell Timmie was happy to have his buddy back?!
Timmie needed a minute to get over his distress for Mavie!
Kisses for Mavie!
Is your bum clean?
Time to run!
But I need another kiss first
I love dogs :D
Tuesday, August 20, 2013
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
I’ve finally compiled a little video of most of my favourite video clips of the girls between ages 0-4. They are such sweethearts and love each other so much ~ you can see for yourself in this video :)
We are so blessed to have these two beautiful girls in our lives. Words can’t expressed how thankful I am, and how wonderfully complete they have made our lives ♥
Sunday, August 11, 2013
We’re home from our first official mini-vaca of the year. Highlight was Annika and Selena’s first every mini kids of steel triathlon – swim (wading pool) 10 meters – bike 100 meters – run 50 meters.
Annika proudly and successfully did the entire race unassisted, all by herself :) Selena (I believe the youngest ever Loaring to complete a triathlon)did the race with mommy’s help, walked the bike portion (wasn’t feeling her helmet that morning…) and both girls got awesome little metals! Such a fun atmosphere, and Annika’s super excited to do another!!
We had some good family time at the cottage – lots of trampoline time, rock picking (inherited their love of rocks from daddy), fruit-stand and cupcake shopping with auntie char, and blueberry picking. We also went to the inaugural colchester villagefest, played at the park and splash pad and got an underwear full of mucky sand after playing in the waves down at the beach.
I think we’ll all sleep well tonight!
Waiting patiently for mechanic-daddy to get her wheel on
hard-core blueberry picking action!
Mavie loves the view!
Selena was in the third wave, and Annika fourth wave
Seconds away from helmet meltdown….
Proud uncle nee-nee :)
Rock picking with daddy and auntie and decorating Nana in the Sun’s special spot
Fruit-stand outting with auntie
with a special treat, too!
She really likes cupcakes….out of 50 different choices, she told the painter the cupcake was her favourite!
Colchester pirate park
Fun times in the water!