Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Namastae and Blake at the skate park

Can't get much cuter than this. A morning at the skate park all to themselves, no worries about being run over by the teenagers. Blake, Beau, Taiya, Seth and Nam, they had a great time with their Dad as you can tell:-)

Sunday, August 27, 2006


I have to start off by saying I didn't realize that people where actually reading my blog and not only that but I've made it onto some really cool blog rolls. So I'd like to share with you SOME of my favorites. I say so because I wouldn't want you to knod off only to wake up with a key board imprint on your face and your 2 year old has made you a master piece with a shapie felt on your new kitchen table... What? No, of course that's never happened to me. I don't know where you would get such a silly idea.
First off I have to ask you to check out this one at Dad gone mad because I just found it and couldn't stop laughing. Nope I'm not going to tell you anymore, you'll have to look yourself. Notes fom the trenches is another one. I love her sense of humor and I find myself often saying "I can so see that happening in my house"
Owelhaven is my heroin, great advice on many topics that go beyond adoption and are just plain good parenting tips. And when I grow up I hope to one day be like her:-)
Heather and Avery have two great blogs about their adoption journey and hearing both their perspectives is real interesting.
I have many, many more I read daily but thins is a good start. Check them out and let me know what you think.

Friday, August 11, 2006

The big question

There was a question posted by Adwina "Do they really want a big family?"... ummmm, yup! As young as I can remember I always wanted to be a mom of many. Whenever I would play dolls I could never leave anyone out all most of my dolls AND teddybears would be my children. Funny when I think about it now and how it would be a precursor to my life now,lol. The only thing different between now and then is that I never actually wanted to give birth to any, I wanted to adopt.
I think we can all say (or most anyways) that we love our families, but how many can say the are in love with their lives? Or that they are living their dreams? Well I can. Now my life is in now way perfect but there is plenty of perfection in it, and for this everyday I give thanks.

"Our greatest life is when we are in our dreams awake" (by unknown)

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Jacob 4 months old

July 2006, Jacob wearing Daddy's hat. Isn't he just too cute? I must admit I had to put down the camera, pick him up and kiss him. I just couldn't help it, lol. He is such a good baby, easy going, happy and very snuggly. Yup, I am truly blessed and thankful for it:-)

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Beau - 10, BLake 12, on the top of Maroon mt.(sp?)

Do you ever just glance over at you children and notice "holy crap, when did that happen?" They have grown about a foot, none of their clothes fit anymore and your not sure where you were when it happened?!?! It's usually about that time that I say sometime to them like "Who the heck told you you were allowed to grow-up? And what did you do with my baby?"

Jacob is only 4 months old and I never tire of holding him, snuggling him, kissing him and watching him because I know first hand how quickly time flies.

Sometime when I notice these things with my other children, I wish I could go back in time and hold them again, fall asleep with them in my arms wake up in the morning with them baby babbling at me as if they are telling me of a grand adventure they just had and they need tell me every detail. The way they look at you as if you are the wisest, kindest, most beautiful person god ever created. They way that when they are sad and only my hug and snuggles will do and a kiss can make any booboo go away......

I miss all that... I miss those moments... I miss them... My comfort is that they are growing into these really amazing people... I hope they never grow too old for mama's snuggles

"Babies Don't Keep"

Mother, of Mother, come shake out your cloth empty the dustpan, poison the moth,hang out the washing and butter the bread,sew on a button and make up a bed.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue(lullaby, rockabye, lullaby loo).Dishes are waiting and bills are past due(pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo).
The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew and out in the yard there's a hullabaloobut I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo.Look! Aren't her eyes the most wonderful hue?(lullaby, rockaby, lullaby loo).
The cleaning and scrubbing will wait till tomorrow,for children grow up, as I've learned to my sorrow. So quiet down, cobwebs. Dust go to sleep.I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep.
-- Author Unknown

Location: British Columbia, Canada

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