I started off this year with high hopes of writing often. Photographing everything and documenting all our highs, lows and daily grinds…
Ya, that didn’t happen.
So what did? Life, I suppose, but that’s no excuse.
I started off ok but then January 25th my youngest got sick and then, shortly afterwards, I got sick.
Now I don’t mean I had a cold, or a headache or anything minor that I could or should have pushed through (although, I did try to for the first 5 days). I mean I got sick. Pneumonia to be precise. Three full weeks in bed with the inability to move, eat or even get myself to the washroom. Ya, sick.
Then, a week after I first got laid up, my little ladybug got sick. First with pink eye, then with an extreme asthma attack, followed soon after by pneumonia. Ya, that’s just how we roll around here. If it isn’t one thing, it’s another! Anyway, pneumonia isn’t fun for anyone but for my ladybug it can be very dangerous. She has very narrow airways and any kind of congestion is bad but once it gets to the pneumonia stage she’s walking on thin ice.
But I’m sick, remember?! Step in my husband Wayne.
Let me premise this with the statement that Wayne is a fabulous father. Helpful. Loving. Engaged. But when it comes to the medical knowledge of our kids, well, that’s my department. Wayne does not do doctors, hospitals or needles… EVER.
But he stepped up. He held down the fort so to speak. He came through when the chips were down.
Even when, just as I was starting to get some wind back in my sails, our youngest fell to the virus in our house, Wayne held strong.
Fast forward to the end of February – we’re all run down and still coughing but life is starting to return to normal. Wayne takes us to Ottawa with him while he attends a conference. We visit friends. We visit museums. We rest.
Then my mother delivers some tragic news. My Aunt Lynn (a fabulously positive and determined women) passed away. After successfully beating cancer twice in her lifetime, complications arising from her third fight took too big a toll on her body and she could fight no more.
We were on our way home from Ottawa but Wayne couldn’t attend the funeral. He had commitments he couldn’t postpone or miss so I took the children on to Midland alone. Still recovering from being sick, I tried my best not to cough on everyone and not to spread pink eye that was still circling through my children over and over again.
When we finally returned home, much delayed and fighting exhaustion I was indifferent. Lost. I felt disconnected from everyone and everything. I couldn’t get motivate. I put on almost all the weight I had lost prior to getting sick. I couldn’t write, tweet, or engage.
I celebrated my thirty-ninth birthday during this time. I wasn’t depressed about my birthday (I don’t get to worked up about my age, my son turning 8 soon is another story!) but still so indifferent.
In comes March Break. Usually I am not a fan of March Break but this year proved much different thanks to the weather.
I am a sun girl and this week has offered up weather that literally makes my heart sing! We’ve been outside everyday soaking up the rays. We took a trip to the Welland Canal. We’ve walked on the beach. We’ve started our seeds for our garden.
Things are looking up!
So, although I did completely dropped the ball on my New Year’s Resolution and even though I’m not a fan of excuses, I’m going to let myself off the hook for the past (almost) two months and try to just get back on my horse.
How have your new years resolutions been going? Anybody else dropped the ball? Are you going to start over or give up?
Yesterday I was thrilled to be apart of the first ever Club 21 Canada Day Parade Float!
With the help of a tractor & wagon from one of our farm families, some strategically placed Canadian flags and a few not so subtle Down Syndrome Awareness signs, we loaded up some of our kids and families and joined the festivities as we made our way around the Square in Goderich for the annual Canada Day Parade!
The float was a great success and more importantly, we all had a fantastic time!
HAPPY CANADA DAY from Club 21 – Huron County!
Each year the photography group I’m a part of puts together a book of the work we’ve created throughout the year.
This is my spread for this year.
For those of you who don’t know, once a month I’m allowed to escape my kids for an evening and join some fellow photography enthusiasts at our local Digital Photography Club meeting.
It’s a chance for me to remind myself that I do have a creative element outside of play dough and colouring books.
Each month our little group (based out of Elizabeth’s Art Gallery in Goderich, ON) chooses a theme to shoot and off we go. Once a year we complete a group scavenger hunt. The challenge is to see who can get the most “things” on the list (in the month alloted), whose image is most creative, funny, etc. It’s a fun to see how everyone interprets the clues and the variety of pictures that are presented.
Anyway, this year, due to previously scheduled obligations and the fact that my youngest decided to get sick this week, I was behind the eight ball. So yesterday, the last day for this challenge, I started out. 9 am found me taking my first shot and by our 7 pm meeting I had all my pictures found, taken and edited.
Here are the results. Let me know what you think.
Another holiday that has been turned into a candy saturated day. Another holiday that I find myself scrambling to avoid the sugar. I refuse to allow my children to eat candy by the truck load and I won’t accept the toys they don’t need, use or want.
This year, since we’d already been to a Easter Egg hunt where too much sugar was acquired (candy that will no doubt still be here by the time Hallowe’en rolls around), I decided I will not add to this insanity. But what could I do?! I can’t let the Easter Bunny forget them. I wanted EB to do something but I didn’t want him to feel pressured or think I was demanding any extra effort on his part, so I did a little research and came up with some helpful suggestions from some twitter friends and a few creative websites. I DM’d him some ideas I thought just might work and this is what the Easter Bunny came up with for our family…
On Saturday night we swirled some eggs with cousin Cassie and hoped the Easter Bunny would be impressed with our awe-inspiring egg painting skills!
And Sunday morning we found this…
Empty baskets with a single note attached…
All that was needed to do was follow the clues on a Bunny Styled Scavenger Hunt and Easter would be saved!
A cookie for each of our family of five and a clue were found at a tree that had been dressed up for the holiday!
Then off to another tree in our yard where the bird feeder was found to have strange food tucked inside. (And yes, it’s chocolate but surprisingly our son gave his away to his cousin who came for a visit later this morning.)
Looking for a “bright door where a treat from a guide would be found”.
These cookies were for Daddy because he was disappointed no Girl Guide came to our house selling cookies this year.
A ‘delivery’ was left in a ‘normal’ sort of place but alas, it was another gift for daddy. Then off to the ‘ride that Sadie loves best’ (her slide) to find a spring gift to get Mommy’s Garden started.
The next clue set us farther from the house to Daddy’s workshop in the barn.
The search at the barn took a little more effort but Daddy finally found our “Hot off the press” collection.
Then around to the back to find the ‘animal that likes our grass long’ to look for a gift to help the summer along.
After finding three new ball gloves (that I don’t have pics of) sitting on our John Deere lawn mower, we were set back to the house to look for an envelope in a window.
With a little help from Daddy, Sadie found this gift. It was a gift card for dinner at one of our favourite places to eat.
Next we were set into the house to were the ‘whales like to stay’ (bath toy drawer) to find a surprise that we could use on Monday.
Tickets to go see a movie!
Then back on the hunt we were sent to the basement to look for some more family entertainment. They found a bag full of stuff to make tie dye shirts. One for Daddy, one for Mommy and Peanut, Ladybug and Bear! (again no pic)
Our final clue took us back upstairs to the place where we found our first note from EB and there where our empty baskets had been sitting were three pails o’dirt with one easter treat! (My peanut tells me that the Easter Bunny’s magic allows such tricks.)
Thank you to the Easter Bunny for all his hard work. We had a morning full of fun & excitement and our afternoon was saved with no sugar caused tantrums. Both Mommy & Daddy are grateful for it all!