I have been neglecting my blog lately. We have been going on so many amazing adventures that I have wanted to share and it just hasn’t happened.
My son, who is three, has been in a stage of defiance. He is stubborn as a mule and can flip our day upside down in a matter of seconds. So I plan the best adventures for our family and by the end of them i’m not sure if I had a good time or not. Then when I get home and ready to write, all I can think about is the monkey in MY circus.
It takes me a few weeks to be able to reflect on all of the positives and forget the tantrums. When I do, I realize just how wonderful our adventures are. I have yet to come up with a way to reason with my little mans emotions but I do need to move past them and not allow them to shape our days.
He is going to be four in a few weeks and I would like to think that with the blowing out of his candles, an older, less crabby son will emerge but if I am honest with myself, I know it wont. Mommy peace is a unicorn I may always be chasing but i’m willing to do so knowing that this is God’s plan for me.
So let the adventures continue and my writing be on point for this holiday season because there is so much to share!
The Fourth of July has always been one of my favorite holidays. A day that an entire nation comes together to celebrate the birth of what is America. Although the way I celebrate has evolved through the years, this scene in The Sandlot will always be a piece of my celebration.
May your Independence Day be just as magical as this! Happy Birthday America!
Our child will soon be starting school with you as her teacher.
From the moment we heard our little ones heartbeat, we have been taking every precaution to keep her safe. As a family, we have made sacrifices, upon sacrifices to keep me home with our children. I personally have been there, by her side for every milestone, every accomplishment, every giggle and every cry. I have done my best to make every day her best day ever.
Everything that she knows, she has learnt from her father and I. Now we must share the torch with someone we don’t know. Someone that we have to trust our daughter’s life with. When I drop her off at school in the morning, to the time I pick her up, you will get her laughs and cries, you will get her smiles and her frowns. She will look up to you for guidance as well as direction and we have to trust that you will give her your best.
What I want you to know is that she is a star. She can add sprinkles to even the dullest of days. I need you to understand that she is unbelievably smart and even though you are her teacher, if you take the time, she will teach you as well.
Please love her, never let her feel un-supported and always make her feel safe. We are counting on you. We are trusting you and praying that you wont let us, or her, down.