My Life – Page 16 – a hippie with a minivan

What a great feeling…

Last night… I treated myself to an hour of luxury… a full body massage.

What an amazing feeling…

The massage therapist that I called lives 5 houses away and I kept on thinking about calling whenever I saw her sign on the front of her house. I went after supper so Simon did the evening routine and the boys didn’t really notice that I was gone much… Khéna was sleeping on Simon’s lap when I got back home.

I am very happy that I called there… she is really professional and nice… and the space is so relaxing and calm. We decided together that she would do a mix of therapeutic massage and relaxation… she released a lot of tension that I had in my back, shoulders and my left arm… and when I got back home and went to bed I slept so well….

It is something that I will definalely try to do again… and soon…

New friend :)

A while back I was given the contact number of a fellow mama of two girls, UPer and future UCer… We talked on the phone a bit and got along great but we didn’t talk for a while after that… then we talked again and we both knew that we just had to get together…

So last week, me and the boys went to her home for the day and it was great!! It felt really good to talk to someone in person that has the same parenting philosophy. Someone who truly respects her kids as individuals and equals. Someone who believes fully in the importance of Breastfeeding, Babywearing, Co-sleeping, Consensual living and living simply and naturally. Of course, she is also a fellow unschooler…

As VP of a group that advocates natural birth in Quebec, and a vocal UP/UCer she was asked to give a presentation on the subject at the “Ecofest” in Montreal. However since she has not yet had her UC, she asked me to help. One of the reasons that I went to her home last week was to talk about what we are going to say and it felt great just sitting there, lounging and talking about the experiences and feeling that brought me to decide on a UP/UC and not only talk about it but have the other person understand completely where I was coming from and agree with it and understand it.

BTW… if you read French check out her blog here about her UP journey…

another milestone…

Another milestone birthday is coming up…

Tomorrow, not only will I be a day older than I am today.. it will also be the day that I turn 30.

Between the feverish dreams that I had last night (being sick in the summer sucks btw…) I layed awake and remembered so many years ago when I used to think to the future when I would be 30… it was so far, so foreign at that time…

Tomorrow, I will be there though…

I can’t say that I am too effected by it really but it is one of those big milestone birthdays… so it does take a bit more time in my thoughts..

I think that I have done well to be where I am by the age of 30. I have 3 beautiful children, I have a great, loving husband, we have a house and the things that we need. Though there are things in my life I would like to change, things I have yet to accomplish… I am only 30 and I still have many years ahead of me.

Realizations…

The last few days I have been having bouts of realizations.

Not too too long ago in my memories, motherhood was so far away.

I didn’t have any children around me, no one that I really knew had kids. Still, most of my friends from pre-mamahood are still childless. Motherhood was often a very foreign idea to me, yet I knew that I wanted it. I knew that I would love it, I knew that it would change my life, I knew that I would stay-at-home with them, I knew that I would raise them the way that I believe children are meant to be raised.

Today, as I sat at my kitchen table, I looked at Simon, my husband, the love of my life, holding my third son. My other two boys were sitting at the table laughing. I realized that I am a mom. Of course I know that I am a mom… but it is that realiation that I get at timeswhen the idea sinks in just a tiny bit more…

Not only am I now a mom… I am a mom of three.

Three wonderful, beautiful, loving, melt-your-heart boys.

For a few seconds I had flashes of the future.

Going on outings, reading together learning through life together.

I will always be their mom.

In their eyes, The food I make will be the best food, my arms will always be open and they will see me as being beautiful.

I truly love Motherhood.

oh well….

Thursday and Friday I convinced Simon to stay home and help… Since I was having Contractions and Xavier was sick I wanted to have his help around the house so that I could relax… It really helped us all having him home for those 4 days (2 days + the weekend)

Because I have been tired and sore I have also been cranky and a bit impatient with the kids in the last few weeks…of course that has reflected on them also… but having Simon home we were two to give attention and when I needed to relax I could go do so… over the four days we saw Xavier mellow out…

Housework was put a bit to the side and Simon spent some good time with the boys… Last week we got our “new to us” couch and chair and we put the old couch down in the playroom… we have a TV down there that wasn’t doing anything since the VCR is broken and we don’t get any channels… and Simon’s Sister and mom had brought their old super Nintendo a while back… so we hooked it up along with our Nintendo 64 so Simon played games and the kids watched and played around him….
Having the couch in the playroom makes it a lot easier for us to go down there now… I had got rid of the rocking chairÂ that was there in the decluttering phase so for a while there was no place to sit and I just can’t handle the floor for now…

Another thing happened over the weekend also… Simon and I sat down with the boys to draw and together we convinced Xavier to try… Xavier has never wanted to draw or colour, he rather play with the crayons and scribble… a few times I convinced him but it is a battle that I don’t want because I don’t want him to be completely put off by it. His personality makes it so that he gets discouraged easily and if he beleives that he can’t right then do it he won’t try… I think that this was a big factor in him speaking late, not liking to sing and many other things that he just refuses to do until he knows that he can… So when we sat down to draw he just started to scribble… he tried to draw something and then got frustrated… Finally Simon and I convinced him to try… we gave him an idea of a car and he started to draw… he drew a bog blob and then started to draw the wheels… 1 wheel, then 2 and then a 3rd… after that he decided to draw another orb around the 3 wheels and magically it all became a bulldozer… Simon and I encouraged him and gave him more ideas and next came a cabin and driver and then an antenna and chimney with smoke…

When he was done he didn’t want to touch it anymore, scared to mess it up… we put his name and date on it and hung it up on the clothesline that we have in the kitchen that displays past drawings, crafts and pictures for all to see… He was so proud and so were we…

The next day he was sitting at the table, either eating a meal or a snack and told me that us that he really liked his bulldozer… we again took the opportunity to tell him that we did too and that we knew he could draw and he did so so well… it showed in his eyes that he was really proud…
Anyway…. It was great to have Simon home for those four days… weekends are just not enough especially since housework takes over most weekends… We were both hoping that things happened over weekend in terms of the baby coming out so that he didn’t have to return to work… but things didn’t work out that way and he went back to work this morning… I was completely OK with it though (not like I had a choice mind you) but really it all helped me relax and I have a feeling that it will be a bit easier with the boys the next few days and I am looking forward to the baby coming and having Simon home for a few months…

However, I am still a bit worried that things will start happening while he is at work… since it takes him a while to come home if I call him before 3 because they are no express buses before that and the other bus takes longer… so depending when I call him it make take a few hours for him to get home…