Baby Gear

Now that Oliver is crawling and pulls to stand, he isn't very interested in his baby activities anymore such as the Jumperoo and exersaucer. It's nice finally being able to get rid of these things. They are just so big and take up so much room. Not like the space they were taking up won't be replaced with other toys but at least they will be toys that will hopefully get played with. It's been hard for me to decide if I want to keep all of his baby things that he outgrows, you know just in case or just get rid of it. I kind of enjoy just having my two kids and a family of four is a good, manageable size. Some days though, I think to myself that maybe, just maybe I want to have another baby in a couple of years. But do I? I hate to think that Oliver is going to be my last pregnancy and baby. I'm not even 30, do I want to be done having kids already? I think this is just one thing we are going to have to play by ear and just wait it out and see. It was much easier after having Jack because I knew I never wanted to just have one. I guess I will just have to wait and see what the big man upstairs has in store for me. Until then, I'm at least getting rid of the big large items that should be easily replaced.

Time. Where does it go?

Not much going on over here at our place although I can hardly believe that it is already Thursday evening. Where has the week gone? Jack played his lat game of Blastball this week. You could easily tell he'd been only 3 of the 6 weeks. He didn't even play. He claimed he was "too scared". What he was afraid of, I'm still not sure. I'm guessing the fact that there was other people there. That boy is not a fan of the people. I'm afraid to admit that he has inherited the "I don't mesh well with people I don't know" gene from me. He does not do well in new and unfamiliar situations. Neither do I. It's going to be really interesting when it's time to return to work and he has to go back to daycare. I'm hoping it will make it easier for him with Oliver there. Ugh, speaking of work, only 3 more months until it's time to go back. You think having a year off is a long time, but man it goes by so quickly. Blink. I have my baby. Blink. He can roll. Blink he can sit. Blink. He crawls. Although it's nice being home with the kids, it's also going to be nice getting back to work and being around other adults and having some non-kid related conversations. I'm still not sure how women stay at home every day with their children. I couldn't do it. I'm looking forward to going back to work. Where I'm going to work is a whole different story. I guess I should get working on that because before I know it, it's going to be time to return.

Tears Are A Language That God Understands

My grandmother passed away peacefully Monday with my family by her side at the Huronia District Hospital in Midland. She was 81. I'm so glad I was able to be with her the last few days of her life. They say hearing is the last of the senses that someone dying loses. Although she was not able to see or speak, it's comforting to know that I was able to hold her hand and tell her how much I love her. She will always remain a very special person to me. I also take comfort in knowing she got to meet Oliver, who I named after her husband, my grandfather. It was important for me to honour her in someway when he was born.
I love you Grandma, and it makes me happy to know that you are up in Heaven with Grandpa. May you both rest in peace. xo

My Home and Native Land

Happy 141st Birthday Canada!