Wednesday, 31 August 2016

Goodbye August

  Today is the last day of August 2016. The very last day. The clouds have rolled in for the first time in a while and that reminder is a bit sobering...oh yes...the winter; it always comes. I will focus on other things! Today my house is a bit quieter than normal. My husband is going to be gone for most of the month of September doing various training but he left Monday. He will be home on weekends. My sister is working some days and today is one of them. We just had four guests for a few days and they packed up and left a bit earlier in the day than they intended due to illness and my two girls are also gone for the day. So in a house where yesterday there were nine people there are only three today. My two year old is trying to make up for the quiet in constant chatter but the settledness of so much less energy is sort of nice.

  I am just taking a few moments to think and it feels like a whole new year is starting tomorrow and it is in some ways. The new school year always signals changes and this year because my sister just got a job and my husband is getting a new job and my oldest is going to be going back to school it means more change than usual and I am never great with change. My two middle children are also going to be gone six hours a week ~ actually leaving the house ~

  None of this is very interesting I know but because you never know even what the next minute holds...I am trying to corral my thoughts and focus on what I can do today in this time of a bit less responsibility. I tend to try to figure out how to manage my feelings of anxiety about the change, try to envision all the scenarios and how I can handle this challenge or that....and I think instead of all that I will write letters to all my children as I have not done that for a while. That and keep the two year old functioning since he thinks he is having a very hard day.

  I hope this last August day for you is a lovely one. It may be grey or you might be dreading this summer ending, or you might be so excited for what is to come. Whatever the case may be may you feel a deep strength. xo




Monday, 29 August 2016

Celebrating the Gift of Life

 I am going to be honest. I don't often hostess anything if I can help it. I like details, and I am not very easy going, so if I am going to have a function at my home, even though it will be as simple as can be, I know it is going to be a lot of work. This is all work I am going to choose to do and that I WANT to do so that I feel ready in all ways. This weekend I had a baby shower here for my sister. This is my first little niece and I wanted to feel functional enough to do this for my sister. I was happy and grateful that I could. This was a family shower so family from my mom's side of the family and from my sister's husband's side of the family and my sister's came. About half the guests had not met my sister's baby yet. She is eight weeks old now and doing so well. Everyone came over to my house and we did not do all that much but eat and chat and snuggle the baby and it was really lovely.

It took me three days to get my house in order for this event but no one would know that because of the chipped walls and stained carpets. We had our rooms to clean because you could not really walk into my children's rooms. We had the bathroom to scrub down, vacuuming needed to be done three times and dusting, mirrors needed to be cleaned, floors washed, and the list went on and on. I didn't personally make any food because as great as that would have been I had to be realistic, but there was still food prep to do and so even though the pictures will show the simplest of everything it was not like I could just whip that up. I am just, as I said, being honest. It was work and worth it. Social media honesty okay...

I did keep the shower very simple but I did ask my mother to speak a blessing over my sister. Going forth with blessing holds so much power. If you can ~ bless people with your words and actions. I hope my sister will hold that in her heart. Motherhood is a massive venture to start on and you need all the blessing you can get! Here are the pictures :) Enjoy.

All week I had been thinking about making this little banner. I had had grander ideas but I didn't start it until the night before. I love it. I have not sewn anything for about seven years or maybe more...so it was inspiring. This was the only decore other than flowers.





I bought a boquet from a flower shop and my sweet husband went to his mother's house and picked some sunflowers and we got roses from our back yard and had fun making little boquets. My oldest added pink ribbons to the vases and our hearts were happy.







 The food was from various locations :) My mom made a stunning veggie platter and some of her famous cheese scones. My aunty made some delicious meatballs. Save On Foods or maybe it was Safeway did their part by adding a couple cakes and a local bakery added various squares and the list went on.











   When the guests  arrived we chatted, ate, my mom spoke her blessing, we opened gifts and enjoyed the afternoon. It was so lovely! Here are the rest of the pictures.

























Sunday, 21 August 2016

I Said I'd Never Homeschool...

  I started out my school career by homeschooling for kindergarten. I loved it. When I went to grade one at a private school down the road I did not love it quite as much. I remember distinctly the moment I first got a little talking to from my teacher because I was quietly humming to myself at my desk. She was sweet but I was mortified. No humming in school Tansy! I never forgot that! We did a big move when I was seven just turning eight and I home schooled from a part of grade three to a part of grade seven. I don't remember much that I didn't love except the Math. My mom and I did not speak the same language in Math and so I was probably a little jerk and I hated to do it. I whined aplenty! However I remember learning poems and I remember calendar/circle time and I loved sitting at my desk writing poetry while looking at the creek and apple tree.  I wrote long chapter books and learned about great composers with gusto. I was the type of child that home schooled the traditional school way well and my mom was a traditional school teacher. My other siblings...the creative right brained ones? They didn't thrive so well. They needed a whole different way of learning and lot more boundaries as they did not love to SIT and WRITE or COLOR for hours on end. My poor mom. If she had only home schooled me she could have felt like a champ but she home schooled two others and it broke her. My sisters had boundless energy and needed to learn out in the forest and at the play ground every day. They had no desire to sit and color! Somehow though this experience cemented in my head that I would NEVER home school my children. I just would not consider it. Therefore when the opportunity arose and I HAD to home school...I was really ticked off, bewildered, and in many ways set up for failure because of my attitude!!!

   I started out my oldest's school career in a little private school and she loved it. The second year in, some hard things happened that caused some trauma and she had to go to a much bigger school the next year. That combined with a lot other things caused so much anxiety that I literally could not get her to the car after school before screaming and crazy things were happening. I didn't know much about anxiety then but it was the gateway to learning all about it! I just knew that she couldn't handle school. There were signs her teacher was telling me and the signs after school  that made it obvious school was literally ruining her quality of life, and so I pulled her out in grade two in March. I was terrified. I had no clue what I was doing. I had another child who was having a lot of issues and a baby, and was not getting sleep but we were living on a farm so I thought it might work. I prayed it would work.

  It would have been pretty great if I could have chilled out and let go but I was anxious she'd get more behind, that somehow I would fail her. We fought and fought about sitting at the table and learning. It was not fun most days and often I would end up in tears as would she. What was I doing wrong? This went on for some time before I started to branch out and relax a little. Something I did right though was that I figured out what she was interested in and even if I couldn't teach that to her well I got others to. She learned how to knit, sew and bake really well for such a young age and she could operate a Bob Cat at the age of about eight. She could do A LOT of things she would not have had a chance to do if she had not home schooled while we lived on the farm. It was a journey, such a hard, long, painful journey because I am thick headed and stubborn all at once. I was also very tired.

  I have learned so much now. Although each of my children have gone to preschool and the two oldest have both gone to kindergarten I still have two at home learning here and my oldest is back in school but she is very happy there. She has had the same teacher going on three years. He does not give homework and he really understands how she learns and appreciates her strengths and applauds them. I feel confident though that if at any point she needs to home school again I will be fine and it will go well.  Last year I didn't really do any formal schooling at all with the two at home! I still struggled with feeling like a failure but I knew it was what was needed and as the year went on my heart slowly changed into the opposite. I felt like I didn't give a rip anymore about anyone's judgements about how or what my kids did or did not know. I have a nine year old who is not fluently reading or writing but is so much happier now this summer then he has ever been after a year of rest. My five year old does not know all the sounds of the alphabet and I don't care. I know she will be reading at some point because she loves books and literature and she will want to read! Right now she loves playing outside for hours in only a pair of shorts and I am fine with that.

  Our family has been through so much crap. Just literal shit. It has been hard year after year for me to sift through and find the gold in all the silt. Friends and family, counselors and others have encouraged me and helped me keep going. God has been a rock for me, sheltering wings and more. I am a homeschooling mom because I feel like God has asked me to be. He has had to show me a lot about how children learn, how different children learn different ways and that it is okay, and that it is okay that I don't have a single child like me who wants to sit at a table and do book work!!! He has shown me that I am homeschooling in many ways more for myself then for them although it has helped them as well. I am homeschooling because it is part of my journey in learning about anxiety, attachment and healing.

  This year things are going to be a little different. Since I have a child who gets government funding for special help in school, and  he is learning at home, we have hired a dear family friend who is going to be teaching the two that are school aged at home. They will just go twice a week to her house for a couple hours but I know it is going to influence and impact them in really wonderful ways. I am really excited about this. I am also excited to teach them at home as well. Children are sponges, they really are, but ya just gotta figure out how to get them to soak up the knowledge. I think I have both of my little sponges figure out. We will be doing a lot of outside play, lots of nature walks, lots of talking, lots of screen learning, lots of eating and baking and lots of reading and listening to stories but not much else and it'll be good. There will be many days where I am overwhelmed at the constant state of mess in my house, at the never ending fighting and noise; and there will be more days when I we go on long bike rides or nature walks, where they play outside for hours in the sun, where we learn all about India or the deserts of Namibia while snuggling on my bed or we bake together. It is something to treasure and be thankful for!!!!  Peace out :) If you are homeschooling I hope you have a wonderful year. Take it easy on yourself. Your children will be learning from every conversation you have with them and they will love to have you close. XO

Baby and Mommy

  At every birthday but especially the first few I feel a sense of surprise that I have made it this far. It is such a struggle every time for me with my new babies. They are very colicky, they don't sleep well for years and they are just not all around contented and peaceful babies. Every time I get pregnant I know exactly what is going to happen and I hope and pray for the best but each time my babies have acid reflux, tongue ties and you name it and things are always a challenge. So, with that being said, at every  one of their birthdays I feel like I have just conquered another year. All through each year I do my absolute best and I do well. I try and try and I just do what I can and it is enough but it is hard. So so hard. This year as my baby turns two I am so thankful that my life has changed A LOT. For the first time in years I am sleeping for at least four hour stretches a night but often it is more like six. I am feeling different, better, well. Sleep is miraculous and I am so thankful to be in this place.  So cheers to me and to him and another year we have all made it through!




In honor or our mile stone I actually did my hair which has gotten the longest it has ever been in my entire life.



So here goes another year. By next August I will have a twelve year old, a six year old, a ten year old and baby will be turning three. It is going to be crazy and fun!! xo

My Little Guy Is Two

   My baby turned two this week. He is such a precious little guy. Totally full of fire and yet the sweetest most thoughtful baby. We didn't really have an official party with games or anything....well lets just say I didn't plan a party at all but somehow one came together through the efforts of others, and I was grateful and he was amazed. Here are some pictures of my little man.

This is him a couple weeks before his birthday and before his first hair cut. He has strawberry blonde hair like some of my family does.






  On his second birthday he woke up the usual grumpy way and needed to nurse. Then he had his breakfast and grandma and grandpa came over. They are some of his favorite people. They brought him presents and his little heart was so full of joy!




  This little guy joins the ranks of many two year old's in this day and age who have a deep affection in their hearts for a TV show called Paw Patrol or 'Gut Go' has our baby calls it. He begs to watch it as soon as he wakes up in the morning and when he is watching it he is veeeeery happy. So his Paw Patrol presents were a BIG hit.

  Like I said I hadn't planned a party but my sister made chocolate cup cakes and my eleven year old got inspired and being the creative girly that she is she transformed those cupcakes into something that dazzled everyone :)


This is his namesake and it is surprising how similar these two are in all ways good.



                                I get this look often when I am not doing what he tells me to do.


                                       Our friends arrived so more presents were opened.


                                           The icing and decorating was a constant all morning.



                                                              She out did her self!!


 
                                                  Oh he is so happy and so are we all.



  He LOVED getting sang to and when he saw these pictures he started softly singing...'birthday to you'... so he remembered the moment clearly!



                                                Mmmmm 'CAKE' as he calls it.



He is his happiest with his strawberry short cake bike helmet on, his 'sheenes' as he calls machines, and covered in dirt.



  It was a special day filled with many perfect moments. He is perfect for our family and a wonderful gift and I am looking forward to this next year with him. May you be healthy and grow strong in love my son. xo