Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Boy and The Blanket

It seemed like a typical laundry day - collecting, assorting and then retrieving articles of clothing in and out of the washer and dryer machines.

But I never thought I'd get sentimental.

While folding A.R's laundry, I came across his beloved Winnie-The-Pooh baby blanket. I held it briefly, reminiscing how I used to sing to him, and how I'd tuck him in his crib.

Oh, those were the days!

Sigh.

As I continued to fold the rest of his clothes, it suddenly occurred to me that my son is now ten years old, and still sleeping with his baby blanket!

Huh? How can this be?

Images of Charlie Brown and the Peanuts gang danced in my head. Particularly, Linus.

Hmm.

So, instead of placing his favourite comforter back on his bed, I hid it in his drawer, hoping he wouldn't take notice.

I was wrong.

Before bedtime, there was such a kerfuffle upstairs. A.R came down and asked, "Mommy, where's my blanket?"

I smiled, and said, "Honey, you're ten years old now. Do you need to sleep with it?"

A.R laughed sheepishly but the look on his face said it all.

"It's in your drawer."

I guess my plan to sever ties between boy and blanket was futile.

Perhaps, I should let him grow out of it on his own. If not, I still have three more years to think of a better plan.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

A Beautiful Winter's Day

How do you mend a broken heart?

Well, you think about your family, your children and the blessings that you have. Quite simply, life goes on... you just move on.

And that's exactly what I did last weekend. It was such a relief to get out and spend some quality time with my loved ones.

Last Saturday, we had our first snowstorm of the season. We canceled A.R's guitar lessons in the morning, and stayed home. By lunchtime, it stopped snowing. Mr. O took out the snow blower, and quickly cleared the sidewalk and driveway. He said the weather was nice, and suggested we take the boys tobogganing. What a splendid idea!



As you can see, it was a busy day at the neighbourhood park. Young and old were careening down the hill in sheer delight. Did you think I'd pass up the opportunity to relive my childhood? Believe me, I took many turns down the slope!


For most of the afternoon, there was an overcast sky but the sun finally came out. I was content to watch the kids toboggan; and thrilled to take pictures at the bottom of the hill. This is my favorite photo of the boys.


A week ago, I was inconsolable.

But there is hope - all I needed was my family.

And catching a glimpse of this view made me feel grateful....what a beautiful winter's day!





~ Thank you for all the sweet and kind comments in my previous post. Your prayers, and thoughtfulness have been a comfort to me these last few days. ~

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Sadness and Loss

I'm an emotional wreck.

Seriously, I'm a mess.

All I can say is that it began with joy, love and celebration.

Could I be dreaming? Am I really expecting once again? Could this be true after so many years of trying? If so, it's a miracle!

A home pregnancy test confirmed positive. Mr. O and the boys were excited to hear the good news, and J.P said he'd be the best big brother in the whole world.

And for six weeks, we basked in the happiness and excitement.

Then the unthinkable happened.

No!

I was spotting for more than three days; each day I was praying and hoping that everything would be fine.

But last Monday, all my hopes and dreams were shattered.

Honestly, I never knew I'd feel this way, I'm stunned.

And my heart aches.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

A New Beginning

A new day. A new year.

A new beginning.

And that's how exactly how I feel.

Although I haven't made any New Year's resolutions, I feel hopeful about the many challenges ahead.

I know there will be decisions to make, plans to arrange and most importantly, I hope this change brings joy and inspiration.

Now that the kids are back to school; I'm still recovering from post-holiday celebrations - sadly the Christmas decorations are still up, and the goodies are almost gone.

But I am in no rush to put away the decor this time around.

Instead, I take a deep breath, and tell Mr. O if he's ready to take the next adventure with me.

Welcome 2011!

It's beginning to look like a bright, and promising new year!