I have know idea why the people that made the calendar thought we needed 31 days to start the new year but I wish it was only 28 like February. It seems to have been a long month and maybe part of it is I am looking forward to my next visit with my husband and thought it would go by fast. Or it could be the dreary weather we have been having.....but I must admit no snow on the roads has been nice. If only the sky remained blue and the fog wasn't there.
So Good bye January. I will miss the few good times and laughs we had. The tears, the gloom, the cooped up feelings, the overwhelming feelings along with frustration and irritation all have to go with you.
February the love month, please don't break my heart but strengthen it. I count on you to bring back some love and sunshine ............BUT if you don't, at least it is only 28 days!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
a glimpse
a glimpse of the future
It is almost 9am and I am home alone. I slept in and rushed through getting the kids their breakfast, dressed and off to school. Although I am a Dental Assistant, I managed not to enough time to have the kids brush their teeth. Shame on me!
I watched them climb on the bus and hurried home to tidy my cabin. The thing about living in my cabin is that it can look really really messy and only take a little bit to clean.
So I washed my dishes, tidied our living area space and was off to dust and vacuum before starting laundry. And all who know me, know how much I hated laundry! So I figured it was a good time to blog. I have left my laundry so long that I now have 2 big baskets to fold and put away, plus all the laundry from this week to wash,fold and put away. Even writing about it makes me scrunch my face. I was feeling very overwhelmed on Monday and I am starting to get that feeling again. I should have folded it on Sunday or as it came out. My mom is always trying to tell me to do it like that and it wouldn't be so bad, but like a good daughter, I ignored that advice and now I am kicking myself for the work I am going to have to do.
So, my glimpse at the future is... The days that I can take my kids to school, do 1 load of laundry ( folded and put away RIGHT away!), and be able to have some quiet time. Some time to help in their school. Not being exhausted at the end of my day but having energy to do school work with them, take them to the park, play on the trampoline. To plan and cook a good supper. And although it is coming soon, I am thankful for this little glimpse from an unexpected day off. AND NOW I should quit delaying and go do my chores..... that is the best word for laundry:( ...so I can enjoy the rest of this great day!
It is almost 9am and I am home alone. I slept in and rushed through getting the kids their breakfast, dressed and off to school. Although I am a Dental Assistant, I managed not to enough time to have the kids brush their teeth. Shame on me!
I watched them climb on the bus and hurried home to tidy my cabin. The thing about living in my cabin is that it can look really really messy and only take a little bit to clean.
So I washed my dishes, tidied our living area space and was off to dust and vacuum before starting laundry. And all who know me, know how much I hated laundry! So I figured it was a good time to blog. I have left my laundry so long that I now have 2 big baskets to fold and put away, plus all the laundry from this week to wash,fold and put away. Even writing about it makes me scrunch my face. I was feeling very overwhelmed on Monday and I am starting to get that feeling again. I should have folded it on Sunday or as it came out. My mom is always trying to tell me to do it like that and it wouldn't be so bad, but like a good daughter, I ignored that advice and now I am kicking myself for the work I am going to have to do.
So, my glimpse at the future is... The days that I can take my kids to school, do 1 load of laundry ( folded and put away RIGHT away!), and be able to have some quiet time. Some time to help in their school. Not being exhausted at the end of my day but having energy to do school work with them, take them to the park, play on the trampoline. To plan and cook a good supper. And although it is coming soon, I am thankful for this little glimpse from an unexpected day off. AND NOW I should quit delaying and go do my chores..... that is the best word for laundry:( ...so I can enjoy the rest of this great day!
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
10 things that have happened to me since becoming a mom
1. Sneezed and Peed
2. Sang about poo and pee
3. Puked and Peed
4.Collected poo sample (which involved a lot of #3 note as well)
5. had someone cheer for me as I peed
6. jump on the trampoline.....and pee
7. peed my pants at MacDonald's
8. been peed ON
9. potty talk as my second language
10. No longer laugh at the depends commercials as it is in my future .....and I may PEE
1. Sneezed and Peed
2. Sang about poo and pee
3. Puked and Peed
4.Collected poo sample (which involved a lot of #3 note as well)
5. had someone cheer for me as I peed
6. jump on the trampoline.....and pee
7. peed my pants at MacDonald's
8. been peed ON
9. potty talk as my second language
10. No longer laugh at the depends commercials as it is in my future .....and I may PEE
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
small places
Small Places
I live in a very small cabin. And some days I am absolutely in love with it. It is cozy, homey, very beautiful at Christmas and so summery in summer. It takes very little time to clean and tidy and because it is rustic, it is great for the kids to grow up and do their damage before we can get the nice furniture and floors.
HOWEVER, when it comes to sharing a bedroom between a girl almost 7 and a boy that is 5. It is a whole other story. Changing clothes, alone time, and bedtime become a logistical nightmare. One wants a night light and the other can't fall asleep with it. One wants to have her own space...the other wants company. One wants the cats in to cuddle, and the other wants nothing to do with the cat. And of course, you have a mom who is at the end of her day and therefore at the end of her patience and my cozy little cabin begins to feel a lot more like cabin fever.
There are time when visiting friends and you see dry wall walls painted to what ever color. Floors with smooth hardwood, laminate,carpet and you want to roll around on it. Storage spaces, playroom, laundry room, nice master bedrooms and your heart longs for a bigger space. As my daughter says....a house with stairs.
I guess there is a season for everything and time goes by and yes, we will outgrow the cabin. And one quiet night at bedtime when the big house is empty, I will look back and remember the cabin's bedtime routine and....... miss it.
I live in a very small cabin. And some days I am absolutely in love with it. It is cozy, homey, very beautiful at Christmas and so summery in summer. It takes very little time to clean and tidy and because it is rustic, it is great for the kids to grow up and do their damage before we can get the nice furniture and floors.
HOWEVER, when it comes to sharing a bedroom between a girl almost 7 and a boy that is 5. It is a whole other story. Changing clothes, alone time, and bedtime become a logistical nightmare. One wants a night light and the other can't fall asleep with it. One wants to have her own space...the other wants company. One wants the cats in to cuddle, and the other wants nothing to do with the cat. And of course, you have a mom who is at the end of her day and therefore at the end of her patience and my cozy little cabin begins to feel a lot more like cabin fever.
There are time when visiting friends and you see dry wall walls painted to what ever color. Floors with smooth hardwood, laminate,carpet and you want to roll around on it. Storage spaces, playroom, laundry room, nice master bedrooms and your heart longs for a bigger space. As my daughter says....a house with stairs.
I guess there is a season for everything and time goes by and yes, we will outgrow the cabin. And one quiet night at bedtime when the big house is empty, I will look back and remember the cabin's bedtime routine and....... miss it.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Who ever would have thought we live in a day when you would publicly journal. I remember hiding my journals and using code words incase anyone ever dared to read them. Then there was the journal I wrote after I lost my cat. I was in grade 7 and had read a book where the girl wrote to her father that passed away. I thought with my first broken heart and mourning for my pet that it would be a good help and proceeded to write to my cat. I stumbled across it one day after I was married and laughed so hard and immediately phoned my sister and shared it with her. And that journal I had coded with XXXXXXX all across the front so that no one would know what was inside.
So here I go...
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