the story of a house, and the love that fills it.

this is us.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Choo! Choo! Colin is 2!

There is nothing like a child's birthday to remind us how lucky we are to have such amazing friends and family.  Yesterday, we all gathered to celebrate Colin and the fact that he will be turning 2 this week.  It is hard to believe that it was 2 years ago that we first met him and welcomed him into our family.  He is such a wonderful boy and therefore, only a very special Thomas birthday party would do.

Train tracks welcomed guests...


A birthday banner hung on our soon (fingers crossed) to be stoned fireplace...


Goodies bags for the kids...

A Chip train...


A "Thomas" cake.  This was my first attempt at a 3-D cake and my second time doing the icing this way so I am pretty proud of the way it turned out, aside from the fact that it looks nothing like Thomas!


And a very excited little boy...



The party started and we enjoyed lots of food, cake and visiting.  Colin pretty much got given anything and everything Thomas and couldn't have been more excited or thrilled with each and every gift.  Maybe Addy felt left out?





Considering he wouldn't touch his cake on his first birthday, we've come a long way in a year!





Happy Birthday, Colin!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Babyproofing.

I have many great friends and am so thankful for each and every one of them.  One of those great friends is Susie Pierce (nee Laping).  Susie and I met years ago, but then reconnected when I took her job at the WMBA as she was moving to Florida to marry a wonderful man.  Susie and I both had baby boys around the same time and have enjoyed weekly talks ever since they were born.  During our talks, we cover everything and anything and rarely is anything off limits.  Obviously, we talk a lot about our kids and motherhood as many of the frustrations and challenges we face are the same.

A few weeks ago while Susie was visiting Winnipeg, she gave me the book "Babyproofing Your Marriage".


Susie came across the book at a local second hand store near her home down south and after reading it herself, thought it would be something I would enjoy and benefit from as well.

The book does a great job of cutting to the chase.  Becoming a mother is hard.  It is hard on yourself and it is hard on your marriage.  It is extremely easy to fall into deep and dark holes filled with tears - both yours and the babies.  The book goes through a few of the biggest problems marriages often face after the addition of a baby and gives practical examples of how to avoid and work through each and every one of them.  For me, it also confirmed the fact that the feelings of inadequacy, frustration and exhaustion are more common that many others like to admit.  In fact, I would bet that the vast majority of mothers, especially new ones experience these feelings and this book solidifies that it is OKAY.  It does not make you a bad mother, it does not mean you don't love your kids, and it does not mean that you will feel this way forever.

I would like to preface the following post with the fact that I LOVE MY KIDS.  I love being a MOM.  It is an incredible blessing, something I am not worthy of, and I wouldn't change anything for anything.  That being said... sometimes, it's hard.

As I have never tried to hide, having a child, and now children, has been a major adjustment for me.  I am very much a controller and a planner and having kids kind of puts a damper on all of those things.  Over the past 2 years,  I have struggled a number of times with the reality that is now my life and this book helped me to identify and accept the changes and embrace the differences.

A few weeks ago, Jason and I went on a date, something we do not do enough.  We had dinner in our old neighbourhood where we lived PC (pre children) and enjoyed a nice drive down our old street after dinner.  We reminisced about how nice it was to live there and how fun it was to be so close to so many shops, restaurants and walking paths, something I miss because it is so different compared to where we live now.   We talked about how nice it was to take our dog for late night walks down Wellington Crescent and how it just isn't the same in the country.  After a few minutes of the memories, we both realized that it wasn't our house on Campbell that we missed so much, it is the lives we lived before we had kids.  The fact of the matter is that even if we did still live there, we would not be taking walks together at 9:00 p.m.  Kids, and 7:30 bedtimes put a damper on that kind of activity.  "Babyproofing Your Marriage" reminded me that I need to quit trying to get my old life back.  It is gone.  It is time to accept and surrender to the chaos.  The book is right.  When the house is a mess, both kids are crying, you're eating grilled cheese for supper (again), and I haven't been anywhere but Superstore for a week, I plan on trying to take a minute, laugh, and realize that before I know it these days will be gone and I will desperately want them back.

Another section of the book that really resonated with me is something the authors call the mommy chip  - I am sure many other Mom's suffer from it as well.  From the second Colin was born, the chip was activated and had never for a second, turned off.  As a Mom, my mind is constantly spinning. What time is it?  When will we need to eat again?  Do I have enough diapers?  Whose diaper needs changing?  Will their winter coats fit come winter?  How much milk is left in the fridge?  Are we hitting developmental milestones?  What nursery school will we attend?  It never ends and it never stops.  Something I have struggled with is accepting that I now have this chip and will most likely have it for the rest of my life, the questions will simply change as the kids get older.  Accepting that I have this chip is challenging, but I think I am getting there.  Tougher, is accepting and not punishing Jason for NOT having one.  It is just the way it is.  Men and Dad's can turn it off, or resist its implantation from the very beginning.  We cannot.  It is not their fault and it is not anything they are doing on purpose to simply to stick it to us.  Their minds simply work differently.  Although it drives me crazy, Jasons mind will never work like mine and the more I think about it, the more I realize that that is a very good thing for our marriage.  Although I can't turn it off, Jason reminds me to pause it from time to time.  He helps me go with the flow more and enjoy my time away without feeling the need to check in.  He helps me stay grounded and not get carried away with questions, worries and planning.

The best thing I brought away from the book is the fact that if you want your husband to help you, and I do, than you have to let him do it his way.  I am not good at this.  I was even worse when it was just Colin.  I have realized that I can't expect him to want to help me if everything he does also comes with criticism.  He may have a different way to swaddle, a different bed time for Colin, and different clothes to put them in when getting them dressed but that HAS to be okay with me.  He isn't me and he doesn't do things exactly like I do, but that doesn't mean his way is wrong.

A large section of the book talks about scorekeeping within a marriage and how easy it can be to start keeping score after a baby comes into the picture.  Everything we do both at home and at work is included in the "score" and resentment starts to grow.  The book talks a lot about how women feel abandoned at home all day with the kids, wanting their husbands help with more household tasks and help with the kids, and men feel their financial contribution by working all day is enough.  I doubt the book intended to help me in this particular way, but reading this section reminded me just how good I have it.  The fact of the matter is that Jason is a huge help to me.  He willingly takes Colin whenever he can, helps around the house, and is constantly working on projects in order to finish our home.  Don't get me wrong, their have been times where we, like any marriage, have been frustrated with each other and the amount of support we were getting, but for the most part, we are pretty good.

The last part of the book that really resonated with me was the section discussing the pressure Mom's put on themselves.  We all want to be the perfect Mom - I am no exception.  That being said, I also want a career.  The book explains that the women of our generation have been told since birth that we can do anything we want.  We can climb the corporate ladder just like men can and that no job is out of reach.  Having a career and being a Mom is not impossible - women having been doing it for years.  However, doing both perfectly, is.  The fact of the matter is that something, somewhere has to give.  I do plan on going back to work next year and although would prefer part time, know that sometime in the near future, I will probably work full time.  If I am going to do that, I am going to have to realize that I am probably not going to be able to stay on top of everything at home.  The house will not always be clean.  My kids clothes will not always be folded and put away.  I will not always be able to bring home made snacks to soccer.  It is simply impossible to do both to perfection.  It will not be easy for me  but reading this book has reminded me that it is ok and at the end of the day, Colin and Addy will be just fine with wrinkly clothes, granola bars, and messy rooms.  Women have such a bad habit of judging and making each other feel somehow less worthy for the decisons they have made.  Working Mom's judge stay at home mom's for not "working".  Stay at home Mom's judge working mom's for putting their kids in daycare.  We judge, judge, judge and I can include myself in that "we".  This book reminded me that at the end of the day, we are all working towards the same goal - doing what is best for our kids.  For me, I know that working out of the home is better for my kids.  I am a happier, more fulfilled person when I am working and in turn, a better Mom.  The book reminded me that each mother needs to make their own decision for what is best for them and at the end of the day, women need to support each other for each one, and feel blessed that we even have a choice to make.

I would really recommend this book to any couple who is planning on welcoming children into their marriage, or who have already taken the plunge.  It is a great reminder of how a baby can affect marriage, and how it important it is for both the husband and wife to ensure they are supporting, helping and communicating with each other through it all.  It is also a bit of a pep talk for any Mom who is feeling a little less than perfect and who struggles sometimes to make it through the day.

Bottom line is that the book reminded me that my marriage is doing pretty well through it all, however that I never want to stop working on us.  Jason and I have tried very hard to communicate and vent when we need so that pent up emotions and frustrations don't snowball and blow up in each others faces.  That being said, at the end of the day, Jason still makes me smile, makes me swoon, and makes me fall in love all over again.  Looking at Jason also reminds me of what commitment truly is.  I have realized after reading this book that no one would ever love our children as much he does.  No one else in the world could ever share that with me, ever.  That is something worth working on each and every day and doing whatever we can to ensure that we stick together and team play our way through these years.  At the end of them all, we will hopefully have wonderful children and an even better marriage than we started with.  It is then that we will travel the world, love on our grandchildren (fingers crossed), enjoy each others company, and most importantly... sleep A LOT more.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

3 Months.

Dear Addy,

Well little girl, we made it.  3 months is always the goal when you have a newborn as you are now, officially, not a newborn anymore, you are a full fledged baby.  Even though I am glad to be through the initial months, I really can't complain too much about what has taken place around here lately.  You are what is known as an angel baby.  You truly are the most content, happiest, most social little girl.  You are sleeping like a champ and giving me 10-11 hours of uninterrupted down time each and every night.  You are super happy in the late evenings sometimes but are getting better at going down each and every night.  I cannot remember the last time I got up with you between the hours of 10 p.m. and 7 a.m.  You are a sleeper.  Praise the Lord.  This past month, you became even more alert and LOVE to be held outward so you can see the world. You still aren't awake for a whole heck of a lot during the day (or at night for that matter), but for the few moments between eating and going back to bed, you are so much fun to watch.  One of my biggest complaints with your brother at this age was that I felt like he was never happy.  No matter what I tried, I couldn't please him.  You, my sweet girl, are the opposite.  You love your swing (especially now that I have figured out that it can sit even more upright), love your gym, but more than anything, love to just sit in the crack of a couch and take it all in.  You are so strong already and can sit like that for as long as I let you.

You are getting so big.  At the doctor a few weeks ago you came in at 14lbs and 24 inches putting you in the 94th percentile for both.  I think it is clear...your Dad and I do not make small kids.  Thankfully, even though you are a lady tank, you still have a softness to you.  Your features are dainty and your eyes sparkle.  Your hair is crazy and I have no idea what to do with it.  I think at this point, it just has to grow and we'll see where we are in a few months.  I promise that I will introduce you to a hair straightener when it becomes socially acceptable so you can avoid the years of half straight/half curly coifs that I sported for the better part of the 90's.  Your eyes are still so very blue which makes me wonder if they will stay that way.  People say you look like me and I can't help but agree.  I love that.

I have a very long list of wants for you.  More than anything else though, I want you to be a strong woman.  As your Grandpa always said to me "we need more assertive young women in this society."  I want you to strive to be whatever it is you desire.  I want you to be strong in your beliefs, your values and your integrity.  I hope that I can help you establish these things early on so that when the teenage and early adulthood years arrive, you are well versed in them all.  I want you be confident in yourself and be able to solve your own problems.  I want you to face issues head on and not avoid confrontation.  I want you to be able to express your feelings and say what you really mean, no matter what others may think.  I want you to be strong.  I will do what I can to help, and I promise you that I will do anything I can to encourage and support you through tougher times.  When I was growing up and had a problem with someone (usually a friend, teacher or coach), my parents really encouraged me to confront whomever I had the issue with and come to a resolution.  They did not fight my battles for me and in turn really taught me how to deal with people, even difficult ones.  I owe my people skills wholly to them and I will try my best to give you that same gift.  So far, your head strength is your only strength, but you have to start somewhere, right?  At least we're moving in the right direction.

Last weekend, we had your cousins, Cole and Lily here for the weekend as their parents went to an out of town wedding.  For 3 days, I got to experience what it is like to have a 3 year old girl around these parts.  It became very clear, very quickly, the differences between boys and girls as Cole and Colin pretty much did their own thing and Lily, was stuck to me like glue.  There were very few moments over the course of the weekend where I was alone as Lily always wanted to know what was going on, "help", or simply chat about anything and everything.  It reminded me just how much more social girls are and that I should be ready for that to be you in a just a few short years.  While I love Colin's independence, I'm sure I will also love the closeness that you and I will hopefully share.

It is still hard to believe that I have TWO children.  Let's be honest here, it is still hard to believe that I have ONE child.  I have been doing a lot of reading these days about parenthood, and marriage after kids and one line that really resonated with that is if life is like swimming, having kids is simply treading water.  You don't get anywhere for at least the first five years, you are simply trying to stay afloat.  I'm sorry to tell you, especially if you have your own kids one day, but I can't help but agree with this metaphor.  Ever since your brother was born, and magnified even more with you, life has not been...ummm...restful.  Your Dad and I have just been treading water, getting through each and every day and staying on our toes as schedules, temperaments and stages continue to change daily.  As easy as you are, you, like any newborn, come with your challenges and frustrating days.  We are in fact treading, however you, my sweet girl, at least make the water warm.  Your smiles, your laughs, your stories make even the more tiring days feel wonderful.  You are my sweetest girl.

Love you to forever and always x3,

Mama
xoxo