I have begun collecting calm hobbies. Now don’t get me wrong, I enjoy the high energy ones too, had a blast at my ladies floor hockey night just this past Thursday. I could happily skate on the neighbourhood rink for hours with my big kids, and if I could go to the dog park and run around with Riddick every day I would… but, while exerciser is good for high blood pressure, I also am feeling the need to get more ‘slow myself down hobbies’ that are as deliciously mellow as reading. Enter, or rather, re-emerge puzzling!
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Super Me
They tell us the first five years are the most important. We’ve got five years to help our babies connect as many of the neurons in their little brains as possible. As usual, a lot of what they say could invite a good dose of panic into parenting… do we all need to be superheroes?
Christmas With A Touch of Flu Bug
Skating, tobogganing, family gathering around a turkey meal, gifts, laughs, sleep overs, board games, card games and so much more… all with a little flu mixed in.
TWINKLING EYES
Felt very clever this year. A day or two before December graced my calendar I did all the hard decorating and cleaning that comes with this holiday seasons arrival. Twinkling eyed children arrived home that day. I hadn’t warned them; it is always fun to gift your children a surprise, after all children treasure a good surprise far more then adults.
Church Kitchens and Community
Church kitchens are so much larger then the average at home kitchen. I couldn’t figure out where most things were and I had this awful feeling that I would be of no use to them. THEY were ladies from my church, part of the Women’s Ministry Team, who had obviously been in this kitchen many times before, working together. Their cheerful and contagious banter soon eased my nerves. Belly laughs and warm smiles were everywhere around me as they busied themselves with the brunch preparations. I adored being welcomed in to their group, such servants hearts and such amazing ladies!
Alone At The Decline Of Day
As I put the kids to bed, alone this evening, the anticipation bloomed within. I had big beautiful plans to read, tea it up and perhaps even watch some TV of my own choosing. I could work on my guitar playing, pick out a new song to learn the vocals to. I could bake uninterrupted or simply dance to music while I catch up on chores (chores that are so much more fun with music blaring). Perhaps this all could put me in the introverted category, or is a sign I might finally be growing up… or growing older… I prefer to see this contentment with nights alone as a sign that things are more balanced in my world of ‘mommy’.
Mizie
She took a deep breath in, held it… and then slowly let it out. But for the mess of breakfast dishes, and the almond milk left sitting out again, it would be hard to tell there was a crew of kids in that kitchen only minutes before. Gazing out the window she spotted the big yellow bus pull away… with her crew of kids. Turning back to the dishes she sighed deeply and hugged her mug of coffee close.
Perfectly Ordinary… Thus Perfect :)
It was hot, too hot, and after getting my eight loaves of home made bread to the point of rising in the pans I wasn’t liking the idea of heating up the stove to cook supper. My man ran out for pizza, the five bucks hot and ready kind, and those of us who waved to him in joyous farewell where bursting with grins on the front step.
Labour
Four times I had been to this part of the hospital. Four times, and yet it wasn’t all that familiar. My memories where blurred with the nervous energy of a mother in pain; a mother in labour. This time I took in it all, all but the pain. My memories of this birth will forever be sharper then the birth of my very own babies.
Soccer Stars
I have my own two little soccer stars. The boys both have been drawn to the game since they could walk. The oldest is now on a team each spring. He was so eager to start, watching his older sister trying it out, trying to play from the side lines.
