Well another Christmas has come and gone and this one had a very different ring to it. The bells that rung this year came in the shape of a permanent teaching job! Yeah! Christmas was extra special this year. This adds to making Christmas that much better for me. As an only child, Christmas was a time of year that I was able to relish in because, after all, it was all about me under the tree (give or take one or two gifts for my parents).
Once my parents separated, Christmas no longer had a ring to it. Although they both still tried to make it about me and both tried to make it a special day, it was at that point that I realized that it was nothing without family. It took years for me to ever like Christmas again, let alone love it. Once I had my own home and someone to share it with, I began to like it again. However, I still didn't love it the way I used to. For the last 5 years I have gotten to share Christmas with a full family again. Meghan has made them exactly what they were meant to be, all about family.
This Christmas has been no different in providing great moments with Meghan than the last 4. This Christmas season started with moments of Meg trying to tell us that she did not believe in Santa. She was adamant that she did not believe. Of course this came on the cusp of a meltdown so it was typical of her "woe is me" moments. While waiting for the arrival of Santa Meg had particular trouble this year in determining what she wanted to ask Santa for. Barbie was a common request, but there wasn't much specific. She would not go and see Santa...noooo way! That dude freaks her out. I mean really, why do we put so much faith in a guy that bring us presents and freaks us out at the same time? It's a wonder we don't have more early non believers.
As Christmas approaches we go shopping for the special cookies and carrots for the Christmas Eve visit from Santa and his boys (even though nature proves that reindeer with antlers at this time of year are females). We set it all up, she goes to bed early, and we wait for her to wake on Christmas morning. Now this girl is much like her father, doesn't get excited about much. Christmas morning, not any different. She bumps her bum down the stairs and says...yeah! presents with a smile on her face. Not the overwhelming SANTA CAME that I was looking for, but for Meg's standards, it will do. Santa had left Meghan a plethora of Barbie gifts including the Barbie Camper Van and Barbie laptop. She's in love.
Through modern technology we got to Skype with my Mom in Scotland so that she could watch Meg open her gifts that she had sent. That would have been great when I was a kid! This of course makes my mother's whole Christmas.
This little girl held her own the whole day. She didn't gripe, whine or complain the whole day. She wasn't too happy about having to eat Christmas dinner, but of course, no dinner, no presents from Grandma and Grandpa and the Uncles. Needless to say she got her presents. The days after Christmas day, however, melt down city. Who can blame her! I get a little post Turkey blahs myself.
All in all, a great Christmas was had by all! Love ya Meg.
Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Well, my darling little baby had her very first day of JK yesterday. Not so much a baby anymore. I haven't blogged in a while about her and her goings on and I'm feeling bad. But, I couldn't miss talking about the big day! Meg has been saying for quite a while now that she doesn't want to be a big girl and doesn't want to be 4. She has, instead, asked to be 2 again. I could almost handle that given that I don't want my baby to grow up, but I'm loving that she can do many things for herself now.
The night before the big day and as usual, I am not ready. I have got most things on her list from her teacher and I've got her a Barbie backpack and a Disney Princess lunchbox. But I haven't got her outfit picked out or her shoes or anything labelled with her name. It all seems too Supermomish for me to handle. So that morning we get up and start the first school morning routine. Chris makes her some breakfast and I get her clothes and other things together. Meg was happy when she woke up, but I think she was a bit nervouse as she definately showed signs of unhappiness. She wears the clothes I pick out for her willingly (which is not always the case) and poses nicely for some pictures. Now I'm thinking to myself....will she manage not to have a meltdown at the kindergarden doors??? We arrive in lots of time at Gatestone School and get to meet some other little girls. One little girl had glasses just like Meg.
The bell goes and my stomach turns...but not because I'm sad my baby is going but because I realize how scary this is for her. We have her line up against the wall with her new little friends (and who know's one of them may be her best friend for life). She comes back over to me and cuddles in and says...Mommy I don't want to go to school. I tell her she will love it and make sure not to cry incase she doesn't get back into line. She joined the line again and waved goodbye and was quickly lead into the classroom by Mrs. Dodgeson.
She's off to her first day of great things...and after it's all done...she tells me she loves being 4!
School wasn't so bad after all. Now, let's hope she goes back again next week :)
The night before the big day and as usual, I am not ready. I have got most things on her list from her teacher and I've got her a Barbie backpack and a Disney Princess lunchbox. But I haven't got her outfit picked out or her shoes or anything labelled with her name. It all seems too Supermomish for me to handle. So that morning we get up and start the first school morning routine. Chris makes her some breakfast and I get her clothes and other things together. Meg was happy when she woke up, but I think she was a bit nervouse as she definately showed signs of unhappiness. She wears the clothes I pick out for her willingly (which is not always the case) and poses nicely for some pictures. Now I'm thinking to myself....will she manage not to have a meltdown at the kindergarden doors??? We arrive in lots of time at Gatestone School and get to meet some other little girls. One little girl had glasses just like Meg.
The bell goes and my stomach turns...but not because I'm sad my baby is going but because I realize how scary this is for her. We have her line up against the wall with her new little friends (and who know's one of them may be her best friend for life). She comes back over to me and cuddles in and says...Mommy I don't want to go to school. I tell her she will love it and make sure not to cry incase she doesn't get back into line. She joined the line again and waved goodbye and was quickly lead into the classroom by Mrs. Dodgeson.
She's off to her first day of great things...and after it's all done...she tells me she loves being 4!
School wasn't so bad after all. Now, let's hope she goes back again next week :)
Saturday, December 11, 2010
Christmas Cheer
Well today we got our Christmas tree. We took Meg out to the nursery where we have bought our tree for the last 5 years. She was running all over the place. She wanted to play with wooden elves with the hole cut out for her to poke her face through. She makes a cute elf.
This Christmas season didn't start off to well. My dad got in a car accident with my car and luckily he was OK and the car is fixable. So it's nice to have the needles in the rental vehicle instead of my own for a change.
Meg was so excited to decorate the tree. She was hanging as much as she could on the tree before we put the lights on. We had to make her wait. She picked coloured lights and away we went. Lots of lights makes for lots of twinkle. Every so often she would say, "Actually, I think this should go over here." I wondered if she would get bored after a few ornaments went on, but no! She decorated until the very end. She even wanted to put up the broken ornaments. Now this might not seem so interesting (sounds like every other family putting up a tree right?). Well how many 3 year olds put up ornaments with their little bare bum hanging out? If she didn't have to wear clothes she wouldn't! A sight to see, I tell ya!
While decorating I would take time out to make moulded chocolate snowmen and gingerbread men for my class. 31 kids makes for a lot of moulding chocolate. It would have been cheaper to buy them something I'm sure. But, they are worth it.
Merry Christmas everyone. Can't wait to blog about the big day :)
This Christmas season didn't start off to well. My dad got in a car accident with my car and luckily he was OK and the car is fixable. So it's nice to have the needles in the rental vehicle instead of my own for a change.
Meg was so excited to decorate the tree. She was hanging as much as she could on the tree before we put the lights on. We had to make her wait. She picked coloured lights and away we went. Lots of lights makes for lots of twinkle. Every so often she would say, "Actually, I think this should go over here." I wondered if she would get bored after a few ornaments went on, but no! She decorated until the very end. She even wanted to put up the broken ornaments. Now this might not seem so interesting (sounds like every other family putting up a tree right?). Well how many 3 year olds put up ornaments with their little bare bum hanging out? If she didn't have to wear clothes she wouldn't! A sight to see, I tell ya!
While decorating I would take time out to make moulded chocolate snowmen and gingerbread men for my class. 31 kids makes for a lot of moulding chocolate. It would have been cheaper to buy them something I'm sure. But, they are worth it.
Merry Christmas everyone. Can't wait to blog about the big day :)
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Time Away
It's been a while since I last posted but yet so much has happened in my daughters life. As a teacher the end of the school year, although fun, is very busy. Since then I've been getting ready for our cruise to the Bahama's without our daughter. So I had lots to pack.
This is our first time both being away from Meg and it was harder than I thought. As much as you think you look forward to the time to yourself and to keep your marriage going, you are so used to having a third person around that you feel a bit lost. When I waved bye bye to her as she left with my parents I felt my heart crack and the tears well up in my eyes. I closed the door and told myself to get it together now or I would be like this for the full week. I managed, but missed her every second of the day.
The big milestone for her was official potty training. Yes, I left this dirty deed to my step-mother and mother-in-law. We had been practising up until our vacation but they took the leaps and bounds to take her out and about without diapers. And we now have a girl who goes pee on the potty. So at 2 years and 10 months she's a "big girl now".
She amazes me everyday. She can use the word "actually" in context. "Actually I think I'll play this instead". Lately she's taken to saying "alright alright alright - lets do it" although it sounds like "awight awight awight". Soooo cute.
Until next time I'll work on getting her to read!
This is our first time both being away from Meg and it was harder than I thought. As much as you think you look forward to the time to yourself and to keep your marriage going, you are so used to having a third person around that you feel a bit lost. When I waved bye bye to her as she left with my parents I felt my heart crack and the tears well up in my eyes. I closed the door and told myself to get it together now or I would be like this for the full week. I managed, but missed her every second of the day.
The big milestone for her was official potty training. Yes, I left this dirty deed to my step-mother and mother-in-law. We had been practising up until our vacation but they took the leaps and bounds to take her out and about without diapers. And we now have a girl who goes pee on the potty. So at 2 years and 10 months she's a "big girl now".
She amazes me everyday. She can use the word "actually" in context. "Actually I think I'll play this instead". Lately she's taken to saying "alright alright alright - lets do it" although it sounds like "awight awight awight". Soooo cute.
Until next time I'll work on getting her to read!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Day With The Family
This week has been March Break week and being a teacher I get to spend the week with my little girl. These are the time I live for because not being a stay at home mom is something that I struggle with. I never thought that I would be the type to want to stay home. I always jokingly said that I wouldn't even survive my maternity leave. Well I survived it and cried when I had to go back. I miss her every moment I am at work but realize that I am showing her that women are entitled to a career and independence.
This week was all about spending time with Meg and letting her know that all my time is for her. She is an easy going toddler who can be as content playing alone as she is playing with others. Today we went to the park with my sister-in-laws and Meg's cousins. I went to put on her running shoes that she had just worn in November and she cried "These are too small". I didn't have running shoes that fit her. So she went in her rubber boots. I still wasn't convinced they were too small
We enjoyed playing on the slides, driving the pretend cards and giving each other wicked shocks from the plastic slides. We watched as one after the other they tumbled or tripped going up the stairs or chased after each other playing hide and seek. This is what life is all about. Playing and spending time with our families.
Meg could be found chasing Katie and wishing she could climb up the ladders the way Katie can. However, Meg toddled along and found her own way up the playground to go down what she calls the "curly slide". She loves the "curly slide". My favourite moment is when she said "Mommy will you come play with me?" I love to hear her say this because all too often I have to put her off for a minute or two and this week I don't have to say "wait one minute while mommy puts dinner in the oven..." or various other household duties.
While taking a break and chatting with my sister-in-laws the kids played and Meg soon came up to me and asked for some milk. I gave her her cup and away she went. Before I knew it, I couldn't see her. I went looking and found her in a tube by herself, laying down with her feet up on one side happily sipping away on her milk. So cute. I asked her what she was doing and she said "drinking my milk".
Only two and she realizes that she needs to take time out for herself away from the hustle and bustle!
On the way home from the part we stopped by the shoe store to look for some new shoes and to get her feet measured. Low and behold my kid went from a size 5/6 to a 7 over the winter.
Sure enough when I tried on a pair of size 6 shoes she complained they were too small again. Once I measured to be sure and tried on the the 7's she says "Yup these fit good". Who knew a two year old could tell!
She's a smart cookie.
This week was all about spending time with Meg and letting her know that all my time is for her. She is an easy going toddler who can be as content playing alone as she is playing with others. Today we went to the park with my sister-in-laws and Meg's cousins. I went to put on her running shoes that she had just worn in November and she cried "These are too small". I didn't have running shoes that fit her. So she went in her rubber boots. I still wasn't convinced they were too small
We enjoyed playing on the slides, driving the pretend cards and giving each other wicked shocks from the plastic slides. We watched as one after the other they tumbled or tripped going up the stairs or chased after each other playing hide and seek. This is what life is all about. Playing and spending time with our families.
Meg could be found chasing Katie and wishing she could climb up the ladders the way Katie can. However, Meg toddled along and found her own way up the playground to go down what she calls the "curly slide". She loves the "curly slide". My favourite moment is when she said "Mommy will you come play with me?" I love to hear her say this because all too often I have to put her off for a minute or two and this week I don't have to say "wait one minute while mommy puts dinner in the oven..." or various other household duties.
While taking a break and chatting with my sister-in-laws the kids played and Meg soon came up to me and asked for some milk. I gave her her cup and away she went. Before I knew it, I couldn't see her. I went looking and found her in a tube by herself, laying down with her feet up on one side happily sipping away on her milk. So cute. I asked her what she was doing and she said "drinking my milk".
Only two and she realizes that she needs to take time out for herself away from the hustle and bustle!
On the way home from the part we stopped by the shoe store to look for some new shoes and to get her feet measured. Low and behold my kid went from a size 5/6 to a 7 over the winter.
Sure enough when I tried on a pair of size 6 shoes she complained they were too small again. Once I measured to be sure and tried on the the 7's she says "Yup these fit good". Who knew a two year old could tell!
She's a smart cookie.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Why Am I Here?
To Blog or not to Blog that was my question? Do I wish to let complete strangers into my life and tell them everything there is to know? I've decided the answer is sometimes yes and sometimes no and when the answer is yes then here I will be divulging my life stories.
The purpose of this blog is to talk more about my life as a mom and to log things for my daughter to read and laugh at when she's older. Many mom's do things like scrapbooking, which I thought was rediculous until I had my daughter, or write on calenders or write memory books. I have started one of each and neither is done. Given that I am glued to my computer for Facebooking and various other social connections I figure I should use some of that time more wisely for my daughter and for myself.
This blog is named Teeny Bash which was the nickname given to me by my father. I wish to have the same relationship with my daugher that I had with my father (minus all the mistakes he made of course). Just kidding Dad. But lets face it, we always want better for our children than we had it and I had it pretty good. This is just something I thought I could do for her that showed her what she means to me. Although I am not perfect I do have the best of intentions.
Stinkerbell this is for you :)
The purpose of this blog is to talk more about my life as a mom and to log things for my daughter to read and laugh at when she's older. Many mom's do things like scrapbooking, which I thought was rediculous until I had my daughter, or write on calenders or write memory books. I have started one of each and neither is done. Given that I am glued to my computer for Facebooking and various other social connections I figure I should use some of that time more wisely for my daughter and for myself.
This blog is named Teeny Bash which was the nickname given to me by my father. I wish to have the same relationship with my daugher that I had with my father (minus all the mistakes he made of course). Just kidding Dad. But lets face it, we always want better for our children than we had it and I had it pretty good. This is just something I thought I could do for her that showed her what she means to me. Although I am not perfect I do have the best of intentions.
Stinkerbell this is for you :)
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