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Living Arrows: You are Loved

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This is the first time I am linking into the Living Arrows project but I love the idea behind it and the Kahlil Gibran’s poem with the same title reflects so much my parenting view and philosophy.  I am linking into it rather late into the week also,  but hey, rather late than never. I am linking into it as I stand on the brink of change, with another baby ready to pop out any minute now(hopefully!) and I feel the need to capture somehow the emotions, feelings, fears and excitement of these moments. I am also linking into Holley Gerth’s Coffee for Your Heart although I really struggled with the theme this week (You are Loved) and decided to bring into it the parenting perspective. So, here we go, beautiful girl, you are now 4 and two months and you make my heart sing every time I take the time to sit down and observe you. These last few months, from September, when you started your drama and ballet classes, your imagination blossomed. You …

Keeping the time

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I am a punctual person. Actually, if you want to stress me out completely, just give me an appointment and not enough time to make it in time for it! I am the sort of human being who knows EXACTLY how long it would take to get from A to B, mishaps, possible traffic and delays carefully considered. Also, as a driver, I would know PRECISELY the perfect route for your type of morning. Slightly delayed? Take the dual carriageway, but not after 8.55, as there are trains going past around the time. Leisurely paced?  The top road but try and avoid the North Road, schools and possible delays there… It took hubby a while to get used to me and my way of being, especially since he is the exact opposite! He leaves everything for the last moment, and I mean, the last! If you lived next to us, you would see him permanently dashing through the door, harassed look on his face and all. If you lived with us, you would have to …

What’s the Story?

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Exciting days in our household: yesterday was my birthday and I was so relieved baby didn’t make an appearance, it would have been a bummer( for me, especially) to have to share a birthday with him, when there are other 36o-something days to choose from :-). Today is Georgie’s due date but he doesn’t seem to be in a hurry so I am taking it easy, relaxing and enjoying the last moments of calm and quiet before the big arrival. I have also used these days to reminiscence about Emma’s baby and toddler days, with their bad, their ugly and their magical moments. In my rummaging through old files and pics from long-dead phones I came across this one. I remember the day it was taken, it was an autumn day and we decided to take Emma on a short vintage train ride around the country. She must have been a bit over a year old but as you can see, she was very aware of her surroundings and boy, did she enjoy that ride …

Word of the week: Anticipation

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Yes, you guessed it, baby is still not here. But this week has been all about nesting: stocking up on frozen goods, tidying, doing loads of laundry and ironing and anticipating the great arrival. I think I have actually been so busy with all the preparations that on some level it seems a bit unreal that in a few days (hopefully) I will hold my newborn in my arms. It has also been a time filled with anxiety and the normal questions: “How will I cope?”, How will Emma react to the change?” “Will he be a good baby?” “When I be able to resume normal life?”…etc. All in all, this week has felt like the end of a long and tiresome journey: the last hours always seem the longest, don’t they :-)?

Coffee for Your Heart

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I am responding to Holley Gerth’s 2014 encouragement challenge with this post and I am aiming to encourage you, my sisters and friends. To be truthful and honest, it is a bad time for me to be writing this, if I look at my circumstances. I am nine months pregnant, as heavy as anything, struggling with sleeping issues and with a dad who is ill and with me not being able to see him, not for another few weeks/months at least. But being an encourager is not about living in the right circumstances. If is was so, we would all be moping around over some thing or another. No, being an encourager is pushing through that sense of loss or discomfort or inadequacy and pour your heart out. In a positive way, of course 🙂 I have had this thought in my head since last week. I was doing my ironing and decided to watch Ice Age: The Meltdown to make it less tedious. Believe it or not, I hadn’t watched it before (my little one …