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Day 26: Everyone Needs A Party

This largely unedited free-write is linking up with the Write 31 Days Challenge. I’m a couple of days behind but still going! // indicates the start and stop of five minutes. The prompt word for today is EAT. Go!

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//  The candles were lit. The table set. Little eyes were eagerly looking through the blinds for the first glimpses of headlights in the driveway.

“He’s here! He’s here! Shhhhhh. Hide!”

Every now and then, we’d play this game. On a day when he least expected it, we’d make a nice supper (which was actually a normal supper, but everything is nicer in candlelight) and surprise daddy with a “HAPPY DADDY PARTY!” Daddy would express his surprise and delight (which he truly was), and we would have an occasion to celebrate.   Read more

Day 10: People Only Know What They Know

This largely unedited free-write is linking up with the annual Write 31 Days Challenge. // indicates the start and stop of five minutes.

In honour of today being Canadian Thanksgiving , I am switching today’s prompt word with tomorrow. Therefore, the prompt word for today is THANKS. Go!

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// A little while ago, I saw the most amazing commercial on tv. It was of a family sitting down for dinner, and when the mother brought the food in and set it on the table, the whole family (husbands and teenagers alike) all CHEERED and waved and screamed for her!

I can’t even remember what the commercial was advertising, but I remember my heart leaping into my chest and thinking,

“Oh my gosh! That would be AMAZING! That’s exactly what I’d like my family to do for me!”

Unrealistic? Perhaps, but it taught me something. It taught me that I can’t expect my family to meet my needs and desires until I first figure out what I actually WANT.    Read more

My Manifesto of Motherhood

manifesto-1As yet another dear friend waits with bated breath for the arrival of her precious little girl, I lay here reminded. Oh, am I reminded. In fact, I should be sleeping peacefully for two hours already, but the memories keep rolling over me. I have had such a wealth of love and experience in my journey as “Mom.”

  • Was I the perfect mom? Not a chance.
  • Do I deserve a trophy for “MomAwesomeness”? (Ooooh, wouldn’t that be nice?! Is there even such a thing?)  No, I’m afraid there will always be someone more awesome.
  • Was I real? Definitely.
  • Did I do my best with what I knew at the time? Absolutely!

If only I could relive those early years with the wealth of knowledge, wisdom, and the healthy dose of ‘perspective’ that I now possess. I’m not ready for teenagers to leave home and head to college! I’ve finally mastered the art of raising toddlers, managing homework, and wading through the hormonal years.

So, my dear friends, before the passion lifts and I fall into a dreamless sleep, here’s what I’m brewing about. If I were to turn back the clock and start the MOM-journey again, this is what I would say. This is what I would promise. This is what I believe about parenting… Read more