Saturday, 19 May 2012

Mother's Day Surprise

Being a mother is the most satisfying, rewarding, amazing, job I have ever had. Being able to be home with my children, watching them learn, grow and experience life is incredible. I am so thankful that my husband not only shares my desire for me to be able to stay home, but he also supports it 100% in so many ways, encouragement, support and working long hours himself to make sure we can finacially swing it.

This Mother's Day I woke with such a feeling of thankfulness.  Everyday of the  year Adam makes me feel loved and appreciated but this Mother's Day was especially nice. He had let me sleep in and made pancakes. Than it was time to open my present. It was large and beautifully wrapped. All the tape was scrunched and crooked because Anna "helped" him wrap it. The present also came with this poem.

Mother's Day Gift

While humble, she's a whiz in the kitchen.

Meals, sweets and treats she be fixin,

Until a recipe calls for some mixin,

She cries, "Adam this thing again needs fixin!"

Until one Mother's Day he decided

That all the ways to fix it he's tried it.

So a surprise in the closet he hided.

He's sneaky and in no one confided.

She thought, "Where I wonder he go?

Well I guess I'll soon enough know"

But her excitement continued to grow.

Perhaps she'll see if his cover he'll blow.

But in a dream was revealed knowledge higher.

Her hubby he went off to Canadian Tire.

And flipped through the latest store flyer.

"That wife what on earth should I buy her?"

Until he turned the first page and he saw it.

He said, "This thing looks legit.

The pro baker's real $*it.

And for my wife's kitchen I think a great fit."

So he found a red shirt who said" kitchens isle three,

But the price it doesn't come free."

He was thinking one hundred, could be.

Redshirt said "No one hundred....times three!"

He fell to his knees in surprise.

"But think of great butterscotch pies

And the doughs that just never would rise

For this quality there are no better buys."

 Avalanche and he done the gift wrapping.

Excited she mostly was clapping.

And curious why this thing they were trapping

He said "the fun it's in the unwrapping."

 So Mother's Day is finally here.

The time of revealing is near.

So unwrap your present my dear.

I love you more my sweetheart each year.

So now you see it in all of its splendour.

Just one thing I say do remember.

I want cookies cakes from now till December

Cause I could have just  bought you a blender.

Happy Mother's Day

Kim & Mommy

We love you!

Have fun baking!

                                            Adam, Avalanche & Cyclone

Inside was a stand mixer. The stand mixer I had been wishing for for a long time. I have used it a lot since last Sunday. I have made cupcakes, dinner rolls, bread, pizza dough, cookies and cinnamon buns. It is wonderful. But even more amazing than the gift is the heart behind it. He loves me and wants me to succeed in this job that I have. He wants to make it easier and to enjoy it. Oh what a wonderful Mother's Day!

Monday, 7 May 2012

Milestones: Bum Scooting

Every milestone that Avalanche and Cyclone reach has been special, amazing and wonderful in its own way. It is incredible to see them develop and reach the next step little by little.

I was particularly excited for Cyclone to start crawling. Partly, because it is such a monumental milestone. It is the one that makes you feel like they have grown from that stagnant, stuck, bump to a going, independent, mover. Also partly, because Avalanche was a crawler at 6 months and was up and walking at 9 months.

So at 9 months, I was getting a little impatient for Cyclone to get going. Everyone kept saying, "Every child is different. Don't expect him to do things the same times as her." So I waited patiently. Then I started helping him. Problem is: He hates his belly. Since a young age he has always hated being put on his belly. I believe this intense dislike comes from distrust of his sister. He can't watch her from behind. If he can't watch her, he can't put out the warning cry if she is about to come close to him. And if he can't put out the warning cry than Mommy can't save him from the horrible thing she will do to him, like kiss his head or whack him with a doll.

That all said, me trying to help him made him feel betrayed. Not only, was I flipping him over but I was lifting him on his tender little knees, watching him wobble on his shaky little arms and expecting him to perform like a monkey. I gave up after a couple of sessions that ended in us both in tears.

Than low and behold he started moving, but not the traditional knee, hand, knee, hand way, but the bum scooting way. It is so cute to see him side winding along. I also have to tell you that I think he is brillant. This mode of transportation is a much better way to get around. He is sturdy and fast. There are not red knees at the end of the day and he can keep an eye on his sister at all times.

As you can see by the picture he is VERY happy about being able to get around on his own and explore his surroundings (including computer cords and plants) and I am left asking myself "Why was I in a hurry for him to be on the move?"