Tomorrow " A Big Baby Shower", a parenting lifestyle event kicks off at Devon House's East lawns (1:00-6:00 p.m.). The event's creators have described the event as follows: "A Big Baby shower will focus on the emotional, practical and aesthetic aspects of pregnancy and parenthood. Our aim is to inform, pamper and support mothers during their pregnancy and newborn experience."
With a grand prize of a $500, 000 nursery and other fabulous spot prizes, the event promises to be a great one. See promo video below and for more information, head on over to Boy O Boy's Page.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Friday, August 26, 2011
" Daddy, Daddy!!! came the terrified screams from the other room as our 2 year old toddler experienced one of her first thunderstorms.
She continued shrieking and clutching us tightly even as she was snuggled up between both of us in bed. With a tear stained face, she kept hollering "It's scary mommy" and even as we tried to get her to calm down between sobs and tears, she said "I'm sorry guys" (My heart simply broke at this point as she had nothing to be sorry about, but it has been one of the expressions she has been using lately)
But the entire episode of seeing our normally bubbly and confident 2 year old cowering in fear brought about some key lessons.
It is often easy for us as mums to sometimes start seeing our kids as much 'bigger' than they really are... We look on at them with a sense of regret as we say 'oh they grow up so fast'. Then there are days when we look to our children for a sense of comfort from the world's cares but as parents we can and should never forget that children will naturally need their parents to be there for them throughout ALL of their lives.
Essentially, seeing a child cower in fear is never a welcomed sign for it signals that they are experiencing something that is beyond their understanding or something that causes them pain (we sometimes forget that children know the difference between happiness and sadness, joy and pain etc)
And so this episode with the thunderstorm just reminded me of the many ways in which our children will continue to need us... They will need their parents to share in their joys, sorrows and pains
Children will continuously need encouragement when they are not at their best, appreciation when they excel, love on their good and bad days, a sense that you care all throughout and reassurance in times of uncertainty...and so while we spent the next couple of hours protecting our little miss from the boisterous and frightening thunderstorm, it left a lasting impression, a message I'll hold forever- Parents will always be NEEDED by their children. Even when you are having your own bad days or you feel like your kids have 'grown away' from you, it certainly helps to remember that as the parent, the one who is expected to be wiser, smarter, dependable, the adviser, the doctor the friend, you are NEEDED.
You may not always feel like you embody all the ideal qualities, but know this, there is that little or big person out there who looks to YOU-In more ways than one. So even when you may be ignored by day when the weather is sunny and there are other more alluring things to explore, by night when the thunderstorms of life rages and that 'little person' needs someone to turn and talk to, to get support, comfort and reassurance, YOU WILL BE NEEDED!!!!
So be prepared always! Educate yourself as you see fit, seek the advice of positive role models to ensure that when the NEED arises, you will be ready to share the positives with that 'little' person in need.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Woot woot Its the annual Blog Swap, when another 20 something blogger takes over your blog for a day.. Erika from my life in pictures takes over my blog for the day. We were given the topic 'summer' and to blog about anything we did this summer, any favourite summer memory etc... So have a read and of course show her some love with your comments :-)
You can also check out my very Jamaican summer post over at her blog... Cheers!!!
Hi there! I'm Erika, from My Life In Pictures. I'm guest-spotting today, and I apologize in advance for the absence of anything Mommy. I'm a recent transplant to Kalispell, Montana from Minnesota. I've only lived here for a month type of recent. I moved to Kalispell for a job, an awesome job, but that doesn't matter at all. I would move out here without the job or place to live. Kalispell is wonderful. I'm half an hour from Glacier National Park, mountain goats, marmots, and grizzly bears. My adventures in Kalispell have been minimal so far, but I did have a chance to go on a massive day hike in Glacier.
I would never see something like this in Minnesota.
My friends all thought I was crazy for moving across the country for a job to a city where I knew absolutely no one. I still know only my roommate and my coworkers. At least they're fun. Sometimes I think I'm crazy, but then I look at pictures like this one and realize why the mountains are so spectacular.
It was one of the best days I've had in a long time.
I brought my massively heavy camera with me, played around with shutter speeds, and got some wonderful shots of mountains, animals, flowers, and waterfalls. It's all glacial meltwater, so it was frigid when I walked in it. Made me thankful for my Gore-Tex hiking shoes.
I hiked alone, whoops, and I had the time of my life. It was the most fun I'd had in a long time, and I can't wait to do it again.
I highly recommend anyone who has the opportunity to go to a park, reserve, whatever, and just walk around. It's amazing what you notice when you're not distracted by life and trying to figure everything out. Truly amazing.
Thanks for reading my ramblings about life in Montana. I hope I didn't interrupt your normal readings too much.
Monday, August 8, 2011
So its Summer!!! That fabulous time of the year earmarked for fun, sun, relaxation and all things wonderfully exciting. Summer for a fortunate set also means a break from school and/or work. And for us mums, summer often means baby goes away to spend quality time with relatives.
So with both grandmas having a little time on their hands and the constant calls that they don't see granddaughter enough, hubby and I more or less work out a schedule for her to spend time with each of them.
Now, when you work it out in your head, it all seems so appealing.. Baby will be gone for 2-3 weeks or so, which gives you more time to do all the little things you never got the chance to do. It is also supposed to mean more time with hubby, more time for self, more time with friends, time to complete home projects you've had on indefinite hold... you know what I mean right?
But then you fast forward, baby has been gone a day and oh my, suddenly, everything seems to be a little too quiet, a little too depressing, a little too lonely.
After just a day of being gone, I lay on the couch alone, praying hubby gets home swiftly as the house just seems too too quiet. I find myself just lying there watching the same shows I would have watched with my toddler and this gets me a little confused. I mean come on, here's the perfect opportunity to see all those shows I have had to put on hold because baby wants to watch TV during Prime Time and wants you to join her, so you always end up watching her shows and never yours.
I keep thinking, here is the time I should use for that exercise DVD I've been meaning to do for ages, or oh yes, I can finally read that novel that has been lying around or rearrange the furniture as I've been intending to do; but all these things pale in comparison to having my little miss sunshine around. Then on an impulse, I pick up the phone, dial grandma's number, only to hear that baby girl is busy playing. She is given the phone and it goes something like this:
Grandma: Talk to mommy baby
Baby: No, No
Grandma: Talk to mommy baby
Baby: Stop it! I don't want to
Grandma: You're going to make mommy cry
Baby (takes the phone): Hi Mommy, a mix of gibberish and some explanation about playing with her cousins, then " I love you mommy, bye bye, see ya, later"
That's it, Can you hear my heart breaking?
I'm now writing this as baby is in her third week away from home and over those 2 weeks I've really come to know how it feels to truly miss someone. Over those 2 weeks I've:
* Visited Baby just about every other evening (Thankfully Grandma #1 is close enough to home)
* Called baby just about daily (often totally shunned due to play time or Dora, Caillou or Nai-Hao Kai Lan TV time or just got a "love you" and "later")
* Felt guilty about doing nice things for myself without her around.
* Learnt it is often best to just let her be... I mean each time I visit, it just makes her a little homesick and teary, then wanting to depart with me.
* Learnt that she loves me and misses me no matter what
* Learnt that I should really try to enjoy the time apart (I actually caved in and took her back home on Independence day and after a pretty heavy 'workout session' just playing with her or telling her what not to do, and what to do and to leave the puppy alone etc. I was convinced I do in fact need a little break sometimes)
* Come to appreciate that striking the right balance often means I need to take my own advice about getting that ME time you deserve
It was also truly warming to see this post in the Jamaica Observer from another mum who knows exactly what I'm going through.
So even as I write and I absorb the lessons learnt, my heart is still a little in the dumps, knowing that Grandma # 2 is a little further away and this will prevent me from dropping in every other day *sniff* ( I actually just called while I'm typing this and my little missy just said "Mummy I got bubbles" and ran off..sigh..)
So share your own stories of how you deal with summer separation and I think I'll find solace in knowing some mums who have been there and done that can testify that the 'spend time with grandma/alone time' has some definite benefits.