Friday, 26 February 2010

All I ever really need to know I learned in Kindergarten...

All I Ever Really Needed to Know I Learned in Kindergarten
- by Robert Fulghum

Most of what I really need to know about how to live, and what to do, and how to be, I learned in Kindergarten. Wisdom was not at the top of the graduate school mountain, but there in the sandbox at nursery school.

These are the things I learned: Share everything. Play fair. Don't hit people. Put things back where you found them. Clean up your own mess. Don't take things that aren't yours. Say you're sorry when you hurt somebody. Wash your hands before you eat. Flush. Warm cookies and cold milk are good for you. Live a balanced life. Learn some and think some and draw and paint and sing and dance and play and work some every day.

Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out into the world, watch for traffic, hold hands, and stick together. Be aware of wonder. Remember the little seed in the plastic cup. The roots go down and the plant goes up and nobody really knows how or why, but we are all like that.

Goldfish and hamsters and white mice and even the little seed in the plastic cup - they all die. So do we.

And then remember the book about Dick and Jane and the first word you learned, the biggest word of all: LOOK . Everything you need to know is in there somewhere. The Golden Rule and love and basic sanitation, ecology and politics and sane living.

Think of what a better world it would be if we all - the whole world - had cookies and milk about 3 o'clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankets for a nap. Or if we had a basic policy in our nation and other nations to always put things back where we found them and clean up our own messes. And it is still true, no matter how old you are, when you go out into the world, it is best to hold hands and stick together. Pin It

Thursday, 25 February 2010

Air purifiers

During my lunch break today, I went to my third favourite store in the world, Canadian Tire. Canadian Tire ranks third behind Target and Walmart...but I digress...

Our house is SO full of dust lately that it's ridiculous. Hubster is working on finishing the basement, so there is definitely more dust than usual, but this dust problem has been ongoing for a while...since before he started the basement. It's crazy...I will dust my furniture in the morning and by bedtime, the dust has already settled again. We only have carpet in the bedrooms, which will soon change when we save up enough to replace them with hardwood and we have parquet throughout the rest of the house.

Last night, Boy Oneder had to go to the doctor because he has had a lingering, NASTY cough for over a month. He has suffered with ragweed induced asthma for about ten years, but it has always been JUST during ragweed season. He has a Symbicort puffer that he has used only for ragweed season, up until this past month. He has used it morning and night for the whole month, but it doesn't touch this cough. On Tuesday night, he was wheezing so badly and had what I would assume is an "asthma attack". He's never had one before, so I am going on what I think is an attack. He couldn't catch his breath and was in a bit of a panic. So he took two puffs of his rescue puffer (Ventolin) and eventually got to breathing again. This was the reason he went to see Dr. L. Dr. L confirmed that he thinks it is asthma and prescribed Prednisone (5 pills a day for 5 days) hoping to get his breathing back to normal. If it is not effective, he will have to be on medication long-term. Would you please keep him in your thoughts and pray that he doesn't need long term meds?

Anyway, I figured that the dust situation in our house could not be helping him, so I bought three air purifiers for Boy Oneder's room, one for Middleman's room and one for our room. I have them all running on full power right now, hoping to clear the air for bedtime tonight.

Have any of you had any experience with asthma? Any tips for me to help him out? Pin It

Wednesday, 24 February 2010


As parents, we keep certain things from our children...we ALL do it.

Maybe it's a financial rough spot, a health concern, a mistake that you have could be anything really, but what the secret is doesn't really matter. What matters is the reason that we keep certain things from our children. I know my reason in most cases is to protect them. Our children shouldn't have to worry about adult things. If I have made a mistake, it is my mistake to deal with, not theirs.

But I have a very inquisitive, intelligent nearly 14 year old who is relentless in trying to prove that I am keeping a secret. I *am* keeping a secret. In my eyes, it's not a big one, but in his eyes, it's huge. He is desperately trying to catch me out and I am wondering now, whether I should just come clean and tell him. It will hurt him, but am I doing more harm by not telling than I am by hiding it?

Sigh....I need to decide by the time he comes home from school today because he confronted me at lunchtime.

Wish me luck, will ya? Pin It

Sunday, 21 February 2010

It is a strange feeling...

When you have to look up at the baby that you gave birth to.

With skates on, Boy Oneder is taller than me. I 5'4" and I figure that he is about 5'3" without skates. The extra height afforded by the skates makes him tower over me and I just don't like it. Hearing him call me "Mom" as he looks down at me is a very odd feeling. It's almost like I CAN'T be his Mom if I am smaller than him...he is the child!!! I wonder if I am alone in this hit me just yesterday at his hockey game that he is really becoming a young man. (*wah*)

The other night, he was yelling in his sleep and so I went to lie in bed with him...not because he was scared, but because he is a chronic sleep walker and I am terrified that he will just walk out the door! So I climbed into bed with him and for the first little while, just lay there watching him sleep...he is SO not a little boy anymore. It was strange to watch this "stranger" sleeping in my house. I held his hand and it was as big as mine...I held his arm and it was muscular and his skin was tougher than it ever was before. I tried to hug him and he, in his deep sleep, shoved me away...I guess that's a good thing for now...he is happy sleeping you hear that all you teenaged girls??? He likes to sleep ALONE! LOL.

Anyway, I feel a little sad today. Moms always say that their babies grow too quickly, but when they hit puberty, I think it hits extra hard. He's not quite at the puberty part yet, but it is ever so close.

Again I say, "WAH!!!" Pin It

Saturday, 20 February 2010

I heart hockey....

No really....

I really, really love it.

Watching my boys play is so exciting...I get SO into it!! By "into it", I don't mean all "soccer-mom-like" or anything...I don't get angry, I get EXCITED!!! When they are close to getting a goal or make a great play, I yell like a crazy woman...I am sure I am the loudest fan in da house. But I don't care.

I have asked the boys if they hear me when they are on the ice and they say they do, sometimes. They also say they like it. :o)

That's all I wanted to say...I HEART HOCKEY. :o) Pin It

Happy Heavenly Birthday to my Daddy...

You would be 63 years old today. This is your 6th birthday in Heaven.

I miss you so much and love you forever Dad... Pin It

Friday, 19 February 2010

Tiger Woods...."I'm so sorry"

Blah, blah, blah...

Too little, too late...

Tiger Woods messed up LARGE. It is my opinion that Tiger Woods would STILL be messing up large had he not been caught.

Today's press conference, wherein he apologized for his "failures" was nothing but a politically correct speech, written by a professional speech writer. I don't doubt that he had an acting coach tell him to look deeply into the camera every time he says the word, "sorry" (which he said exactly three times) and look really, really anguished. Tiger Woods cannot act to save his life. He tried hard to pull out the crocodile tears, but they just wouldn't come.

He did all the right things...

- he apologized to all the key people that the public would want to hear him aplogize to...his wife, his children, his mother, his friends, his staff, board of directors, sponsors, the young students his foundation reaches and of course his fans. He also apologized to his business partners (read as ex-endorsement deals) and the PGA players and Commissioner...oh he covered allllll his bases.

- he told us that he was getting help for his addiction - I must say that I am SICK and TIRED of people using the term "sex addiction" to explain off their disgusting behaviour

- he also found his God again...everyone who has done something bad MUST find their God in order to be forgiven, right? UGH. He has started practicing his Bhudda faith again...just what the public wants to hear...he is repenting and worshipping. Again I say "Ugh"

He has some great handlers...they have told him exactly what to say, who to say it to, when to say it, where to say it and HOW to say it. The sad part is that they have also told him WHY to say it...not because he loves his wife, not because he is truly sorry, not because he is ashamed...because he wants his endorsement deals back again. He wants the money.

He makes me sick...absolutely sick.

If Elin had any self-respect, she would take the high road...and FAST. Tiger's not going to stay faithful. Who does he think he is kidding? A Tiger cannot change its stripes...once a "cheetah", ALWAYS a "cheetah"!

But then again, maybe Elin is not in her marriage for the right reasons either...leaving him would cost her the future riches he is sure to provide. Staying guarantees her millions.

Pfffft......I feel sick. Pin It

Thursday, 18 February 2010

A little late, but...

Here are some photos of our littlest man enjoying his "Funny Bug" class at Little Gym of Vaughan. Although this class was only his first, I am confident that he will be spending ALOT of time there. His teachers, Miss Kristen and Miss Allison were AMAZING with the kids, some of whom had the attention span of a gnat, and the gym area was safe,clean and looked like SO much fun!! I HIGHLY recommend them!

BUT...before I share the photos though, I want to share a cute "Threepeatism"...

When I dropped him off at preschool yesterday, his teacher told me that I win the prize for buying the cutest shirts...he was wearing a shirt that said, "Super Bad Guys: Cooties, Broccoli, Time Outs"...she told me that she had a conversation with him last week. She asked him where his mommy got his cute shirts and his response was...

"From the dryer"


Love it.

So, without further ado....

We are so proud of our "baby". He is growing up so fast and as much as it pains me that he is no longer a baby, it is so nice to watch him develop into a little boy. :o) Pin It

Wednesday, 17 February 2010

What's Cookin' Wednesday!

I'm making stuffed salmon for dinner tonight. I haven't made it in a long time, I have two nice big salmon fillets in the freezer and since it's Ash Wednesday, we Catholics are not supposed to have meat today, so it will be a perfect meal and it's SO easy peasy!!

Here's the recipe I put together a few years ago:

Preheat oven to 350 degreees

2 large salmon fillets, de-boned, skin off
2 tsp lemon juice
4 tsps Butter/margarine
salt and pepper and parsley flakes to taste
premade Stove-Top stuffing...any flavour will do

Side dishes:
rice, white or flavoured, your choice or mashed potatoes
vegetables of your choice...I will make carrots, broccoli and peas tonight

Wash salmon and place one piece on a foil-lined cookie sheet (make sure you spray the foil with Pam so the fish won't stick)
Spoon the stuffing onto the salmon fillet, evenly
Place the second fillet on top of the stuffing to make a "sandwich" with the salmon
Sprinkle lemon juice over the top
Place the 4 tsps of butter in dollops evenly on top of the salmon
Sprinkle with salt and pepper and parsley
Skewer the pieces of salmon together with long skewers
Spray another piece of foil with Pam and wrap it over the cookie sheet
Bake for approximately 45 minutes or until salmon flakes when poked with a fork

Serve with rice/mashed potatoes and vegetables.


Monday, 15 February 2010

Quite an eventful day!!

Threepeat started "Little Gym" today and he loved EVERY second of it...I will post photos tomorrow. I was so proud of him...he was SO engrossed in listening to the teacher and watching what he was supposed to do...sitting still is NOT Threepeat's strong point...LOL. He did some AMAZING front rolls and walked the beam like a pro...he was simply wonderful.

But that's not the biggest news...

Yesterday, Threepeat decided to pee on the potty...three times. He still wet his diaper, but he actually peed on the potty. Well folks, hold on to your hats cuz tonight, he outdid himself!!! Tonight my dear friends, Threepeat POOPED on the potty!!!! We ran and jumped and yelled and wooted like crazy people...even Nannagot into the action! He was SO proud of himself! His favourite part is flushing the toilet...he actually flushed a total of 14 times. Sorry Mother Nature...environmental friendliness will have to wait until potty training is done in our house.

So, diapers will soon be a thing of the past in our house. So bittersweet...sigh.

In other news, Boy Oneder and Middleman had a GREAT time with Zia Kathy and Zio Bruno, et al snow tubing today. Apparently, the place was PACKED, but they got a few good runs in before the lineups were too crazy. They got home at 3:00 and haven't stopped talking about it since! Thanks Kath and guys ROCK.

I spoke to C today (niece #1...age 12.5) and was shocked to hear that she had broken her arm snowboarding yesterday. Poor thing was in the lobby of the ski chalet while everyone else was skiing. We tried to video chat through MSN, but it kept freezing up, but I did get to see her cast and she promises to save me a spot to sign. She is such a lovely girl. Pin It

Happy Family Day!

This is the second year that Ontarians have been afforded the luxury of a long weekend in's called "Family Day"! Sweet.

Funnily enough, I a spending the first part of my family day "family-less" LOL. Threepeat is at preschool (I was shocked when his teacher told us that his school was open today!) and Boy Oneder and Middleman have gone snow tubing with our besties, Kath, Bru and their girls. So, I am sitting in my bed, (I changed back into my jammies after I dropped them all off) farming on Farmville and enjoying the rare silence.


I heart Family Day. LOL! Pin It

Sunday, 14 February 2010

Alexandre Bilodeau

I admit that I am kinda getting into this whole Olympic thing...I am not a TV Watcher, but I have been tuning in to watch a little...

Tonight, CTV had a short clip with Rick Hansen called "The Difference Makers". It was a five minute or so story about Alexandre Bilodeau of Canada's mogul skiing competitors. It got me...

Alexandre fell in love with hockey at a VERY young age (2'ish) and, from all accounts, was very good at it...but, he has an older brother, Frederic, who has cerebral palsy. Frederic's disability wouldn't allow him to play hockey, but skiing was a sport that he could limitedly participate in with Alexandre. The clip showed how close the two brothers are and how much they love each other. Apparently, Frederique accompanies Alexandre to all of his competitions and is in Cyprus tonight.

What a heart-warming story that was. I love stories like these. I hope my boys will be that close when they grow up. Pin It

Saturday, 13 February 2010

Vaughan in Action

Last night, Hubster and I attended the 14th annual VIA Gala at Venetian Banquet Hall. A dear friend of Hubster's has been involved with this organization for five years and as of this past November, has taken on the role of acting President and Board Chair. Tony is a fantastic guy and when he asked us to buy tickets, we gladly did. Vaughan In Action is a non-profit organization that helps intellectually disabled adults to learn life skills and live life to their fullest potential. You can find out more about them here...

The 450 guests at the gala had the privilege of meeting some of the special people that benefit from the program that VIA offers them. The were nothing short of amazing. These "disabled" people are exceptionally affectionate, kind, grateful and so, so happy. My heart was warmed when they performed two songs for us, one of which was "You Raise Me Up", which, if you have been reading me for a while, you will know is a very special song for me. To see these beautiful people put their heart and soul into this performance showed me just how important these program are.

We have come a long way in the treatment of disabled people, but we still have a long way to go. It is through organizations like VIA that we learn that these people are just like you and I..capable of so much more than society gives them credit for. By teaching them the skills that we, as human beings, need on a daily basis, VIA has afforded many of it's "clients" to achieve things that years ago would have been thought impossible. Intellectually disabled adults who would previously have been medicated and shut away in an institution are now working at real jobs! They are proving that just because they are different, it doesn't mean that they are incapable of contributing to society! Hard working, loyal and dedicated, these people are making our world a better place! They may not become the next Prime minister or find a cure for cancer, but it is my opinion that the footprints that they are leaving on our planet are as important as any high paying, high level job out there.

I will be signing up as a volunteer for VIA...and call me selfish, but I am not doing it so much for them as I am for me. I can't wait to see what I can learn from these wonderful people! I know that I will learn compassion, strength and courage...and really, is there much else we need to be able to say we are happy and content in our crazy, selfish, messed up world? I don't think so.

To the many people who are already involved on making VIA what it already is, thank you. Thank you for realizing that there are thousands of people out there who are ready, willing and able to contribute to society...all they need is the opportunity. Thank you for giving them that opportunity. And thank you for opening my eyes and heart. Pin It

Thursday, 11 February 2010

Where there are boys....

there is NOISE!!

I took Middleman to his soccer practice tonight and when we got home, it was vewy, vewy quiet in our house (picture Elmer Fudd tiptoe-ing into my house). Hubster was reading the newspaper, MIL was watching her TV, Threepeat was watching "The Spectacular Spiderman" and Boy Oneder was doing homework. Middleman and I were surprised at the peace and tranquility of it all.

Oh but allllll that was about to change my friends...

Boy Oneder finished his homework and yelled, "GAME ON!!!" Within seconds, Threepeat had a ministick, Middleman had a ministick, Boy Oneder had a ministick and I had a ministick. Oh yes peeps, *I* had a ministick! We took our positions in the hallway and it was ON! Game on indeed!!

I kicked butt as the goalie. Threepeat did some cute moves all around the hallway and kinda just got in the way, but he was cute doing it and the older boys were really good about including him without killing him...LOL. I saved tons of shots, mainly because, according to Middleman, "You take up the whole net Mom"...sigh. But I pulled some major Toscala and Lunqvist saves baby! Oh yeah...I even pulled off a butterfly save! HA!

Middleman kicked some butt with some awesome defensive moves, taking Boy Oneder out several times with his reflexive moves! Boy Oneder has an awesome wrist shot and he nearly took my eye out with his one-handed slapshot!

When it was all said and done, the score was 5-4 in favour of Middleman and I...Threepeat and Boy Oneder hung their heads in shame and we all celebrated with Nesquik cereal...I had a glass of wine instead of cereal...LOL.

Being a Mom of boys is so much fun! Yes, if I had a girl, I could bake with her, play Barbies and dress up with her, but would I nearly lose my voice in a masculine game of ministicks?

I think not. Pin It

Wednesday, 10 February 2010

The power of prayer

Yesterday was a tough day for me. Not near as tough as it was for Pam, but her turmoil became mine. I was consumed with worry and anxiety all day, thinking about her boy. I had visions of him being kidnapped, thoughts of him shivering in the cold night all alone with no jacket...I had nightmares all night. I've never met Bradley, but for one 36 hour period, I was completely obsessed with him and his well being. No one knew whether he ran away or whether he was taken. No one knew why he left. No one knew where he was. It was terrifying.

Facebook was full of prayers and positive thoughts for this boy...prayers and thoughts from people who had never met him, but could only imagine his mother's anguish at his sudden disappearance. Knowing that there were so many people praying for him and for Pam was comforting to me. I'm sure that, as much as it is humanly possible, Pam took comfort in knowing that the world was on her side and that she was not alone.

Once again, I have seen proof in the power of prayer. God heard and He answered those prayers, bringing Bradley home safe and sound. Sadly, I know alot of these types of stories don't have the happy ending that we saw here, but for this moment, this happy ending is enough for me.

I will continue to pray that Bradley gets the counselling and help that he needs and that Pam will heal, and will once again be comfortable in knowing that her son is OK and hopefully, will never do this again.

My heart feels good today. :o)

Daily Affirmation: I love and appreciate myself. I overlook my shortcomings
and love myself anyway.
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Thank God

Bradley has been

I don't know the whole story yet, but he is safe and he is with his Mom.

Thank God. Pin It

Tuesday, 9 February 2010

I cannot even FATHOM the fear...

of having a missing child. One of my friends is living that fear right now.

I "met" Pam on a messageboard for women who were pregnant with babies due in July, 1999 on ivillage. Her sarcastic, dry humour always brought a smile to my face. She lives in Arizona.

I had the pleasure of meeting Pam in 2001 when Hubster and I went to Las Vegas. She met us on the corner where MGM Grand sits and as I type this, I can see her walking towards us with her then boyfriend, Brad. I was SO excited to meet her and she did not disappoint. We spent the afternoon together, laughing, gambling and getting to know each other. We promised that we would meet again.

And we did. This time, at "Niagara Follies", a get-together for a whole bunch of the July 99'rs. I think it was in the summer of 2003. I felt like we were old friends, and really, we were.

We have long since moved on from that wonderful messageboard, but most of us have kept in touch in one way or another...through other messageboards, emails and of course, through Facebook.

This morning, I woke up and logged onto Facebook, just like every other morning...but this morning, Pam's status line was the first one I saw..."Bradley took off. He wasn't in school today. He never came home. He does not have his meds with him. The police are looking for him" My heart skipped a beat and I felt physically sick. It has now been over 36 houra and he is nowhere to be found. Pam must be beside herself with worry.

Please, if you pray, pray that Bradley will be found safe and SOON. No mother should ever have to deal with what Pam is dealing with. Pin It

Monday, 8 February 2010

Goose bumps...

Last night, while I was forced to watch the Superbowl....good grief what a STUPID game that football is...anyway, I digress...

as I tried to stay awake, a video started playing with the most amazing scene of someone skating across a lake at sunset. It was absolutely breathtaking and it caught my attention. The entire video was played, with scenes of Olympics gone by and I sobbed through three quarters of it. Thank God for PVR because I made the kids watch it with me, all the while telling them how lucky they are to be Canadian and how very proud they should be to be Canadian.

I tried to find the actual video that I watched on Youtube, but this one is the closest I can find.

Turn up your volume and enjoy:

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Sunday, 7 February 2010


Wow...what a weekend!

I have a new found respect for parents of big families...having 6 kids all at once is ridiculously busy...but OH so much fun. Our weekend was filled with laughter, hugs and kisses, and of course, hockey. LOL.

When my girlies are here, my sister visits. I just know it. I hear her in Courtney's laughter, I feel her in Danielle's hugs and kisses and I see her in Rebekah's eyes. She is with those girls 24/7.

We had a bit of an issue with Boy Oneder and Middleman this morning with respect to attitude and well, respect, and although we tried to keep it behind closed doors, Courtney overheard. I was pushed past my limit (and it's a pretty high limit) and I lost it. I cursed. I talk like trucker when the kids aren't around, but I *rarely* swear in front of them...they REALLY have to push me to get me "there". I dealt with Boy Oneder and Middleman (Boy Oneder will not play hockey at all this week and Middleman will not see his PS3 for at LEAST a week) and then I apologized to C. I explained (and she understood because she had seen how Boy Oneder and Middleman had been acting all weekend) and I told her that I hoped she would never see me lose control like that again. I called Mark and explained the situation and all is now good in the world again...Boy Oneder and Middleman are back to their old wonderful selves and I am calm...LOL.

I was sad to see the girls go always hurts my heart to send them home to a mommyless house, but Mark is SO amazing with them. They forgot their skates in my van and when I called to tell them, Patricia answered the phone and I felt better about them being home. She is such a great person and I am so glad she is in their lives.

So, another great weekend has come and spending time with my nieces...I am so blessed.

P.S. Danielle is now the new "Sorry" queen. She came out of nowhere this afternoon and kicked Middleman, C and my butt. How is it that I can be one spot away from having all my pawns home safe and sound and she jumps in and gets three home in three turns? ARGH! I'll get her next time!!!

Gosh I love my girlies.

Daily Affirmation: “I am at peace with my past. I choose to release the past now. I move forward by letting go of the past. I choose to forgive myself and others. I am grateful and happy to experience new joys in life.” Pin It

Saturday, 6 February 2010

Girl oh Girl oh Girl!!!

Today is girly day! At noon, I am driving up to BIL's house to pick up my nieces for a sleepover! I can't wait!

This afternoon, I think we will decorate Valentines cookies and write cards for school and then brave the cold in the backyard for a dip in the hot tub.

I will cook up their favourite dinner, roast beef and yorkshire puddings and then they can head iff with Hubster to watch Middleman's soccer game. When they get home, I'll hook them up with a movie and blow up the air matrress in the family room for a slumber party feel. Of course there will be lots of snacks and goodies too!

Tomorrow morning, Boy Oneder and I will crawl out of bed at an unGodly 6:30 am for his 7:30 hockey game and everyone else, including MIL and Grandma, who is heading iver in the morning, will hwead out to Middleman's 10:00 hockey game. Boy Oneder and I will meet then there after we have breakfast together and then we'll head home for lunch. Grandma and I will take them over to the local community centre for some recreational skating (including Threepeat on his bobskates for the first time) and when we are done, the boys and I will head home and Grandma will take the girlies out for dinner and then drive them home.

It's going to be a great weekend!! Pin It

Friday, 5 February 2010

The Power of Self-Coaching

I started reading this book a couple of days ago and am just starting Chapter 3. I have to say that, so far, I am very impressed.

Joseph J. Luciani, Ph.D., has brought his message of hope to millions over the years. A clinical psychologst who has been in private practice for over twenty-five years, he is a frequent lecturer and guest speaker. He is also the author of the bestselling 'Self Coaching: How to Heal Anxiety and Depression'.

In the first chapter, you are given a list of True/False questions which are designed to measure your overall quality of life. Out of 50 questions, I marked 35 as true. This is not good my friends. The scoring at the end for a score of 31 or more states, "A score of 31 or more suggests that the quality of your life is substantially compromised..." Not good indeed. The book then goes on to explain some of the reasons why I may be feeling so blue. Thes best part is that even if it's in my genes, I CAN change. There is hope, even for me! LOL

There are several "Self-Coaching Power Drills" which help to change your way of thinking from a negative to a positive. I have an affirmation on my desk that I read several times a day that reads, "Everything I need to have a happy and successful life, I already possess" - so true, right? I mean, I have a brain and that brain is fully capable of thinking positively and seeing the bright side of a situation. The trouble is, my negative thinking has become such a habit, that the positive thinking has just given up!

I have made a conscious effort over the last few days to really notice my thoughts. When I think negatively, I push those thoughts away and try to see the positive. When I catch myself judging someone, I quickly turn my thoughts to something good about that person. As difficult as it is to be mindful of my thoughts all the time, it is really making an impact already. It's really exhausting to be so sad and angry all the time. Smiling actually feels GOOD!!

I am really looking forward to working through this book and finding my happy place again. I'll keep you posted. :o)

Daily Affirmation: Life unfolds perfectly for me. I am happy in the here and now. Pin It

Thursday, 4 February 2010

Colossal FAIL...

OK, maybe not COLOSSAL, but it was a fail all the same...

Threepeat went from 9:00 to noon, remaining dry in his cool Spidey underwear (there's your answer Karin! LOL!). MIL and I kept reminding him that he had his special Spiderman undies on and that he had to tell us if he needed to pee so that we could take him to the potty. He maintained that he didn't need to pee and I was quite shocked that he lasted three hours dry, but alas, at noon, he called out to MIL, " need to change my *um!" LOL...I came downstairs and found him soaked. :o(

I changed him and decided to put on a diaper as it was almost naptime and he has been in a diaper ever since.


I *knew* three times was asking too much.

We will put it off for a little while and revisit in a few weeks. Pin It

Big Day...

Threepeat is wearing underwear for the first time today...yep, no diapers.

Now, I am not holding out too much hope here because although he has shown lots of signs of readiness for potty training, he still has a LONG way to go.

I got very lucky with Boy Oneder. It was the Mother's Day before he turned three (his birthday is June 28th, so we are talking about 6 weeks before his third birthday) and he woke up that morning and decided he didn't want to wear diapers anymore. We hadn't even planted any seeds or talked about potty training, but he decided it was time. I swear it's true when I say that he never, EVER wet his pants. He never EVER soiled his pants and he never EVER wet the bed...EVER. I put him in Pull-Ups for the first week, but he woke up dry every morning, so we just switched to his pajamas and that was that.

Check THIS out:

I got very lucky with Middleman. It was the Mother's Day before he turned three (his birthday is June 29th, so we are talking about 6 weeks before his third birthday) and he woke up that morning and decided he didn't want to wear diapers anymore. We hadn't even planted any seeds or talked about potty training, but he decided it was time. I swear it's true when I say that he never, EVER wet his pants. He never EVER soiled his pants and he never EVER wet the bed...EVER. I put him in Pull-Ups for the first week, but he woke up dry every morning, so we just switched to his pajamas and that was that.

Yes...I just simply cut and pasted the paragraph about Boy Oneder and changed the name to Middleman and the birthdate to June 29th. Middleman was a carbon copy of Boy Oneder in the toilet learning department. Am I lucky or WHAT???


Threepeat has been the complete opposite of his older brothers from day one. He is louder, stronger, bigger, more confident (I'm being kind here people...LOL), so I can't possibly be lucky for a third time, can I?

I'll keep ya posted.

Daily Affirmation: I stand tall proudly. I walk with broad strides. The winds of optimism push me gently forward. The sun warms my face.
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Wednesday, 3 February 2010

Bringing it back to what it was...

When I started this blog back in 2005, it was therapy for me. My Dad had passed away and I vented, cried and prayed through my blog. I had the odd meme, but my blog was my diary. It was a snapshot of my life. It didn't matter if anyone ever read my was MY blog, MY diary.

I have lost that. I find that I am struggling to find things to fill the pages, terrified that I will lose the few regular readers that I have because I am boring. But that is not what I started a blog for! I don't know how I got caught up in the hype that the blogosphere generates...who can get more followers, who gets more hits, who is more popular? It's draining. It's negative. It's silly really.

I have taken a serious look at my life over the last few days and I don't like what I see. I don't know what prompted me to re-evaluate, but I have and my priorities are WAY out of line. I am disgusted at myself. I don't know when I became the miserable, negative, unloving, judgmental person that I am, but it's time to bring the old Dawn back. The old Dawn was full of love and hugs for her boys; the old Dawn tried to see the good in people; the old Dawn wasn't so full of hate and anger. I like the old Dawn better.

And so, I have removed all of the links to other blogs from my sidebar. I have removed the followers. I have removed anything that would advertise someone else's blog from my sidebar. I am sorry if I have offended you by removing your link, but I really think that I need to make my blog MY blog again. I need to know that when people read me, they are really READING me. That they are getting the REAL Dawn...not the blog pimp that I have become. I will also no longer be using Twitter, which I never really "got" anyway and which is just a huge marketing, pimping, advertising site anyway.

I'm not going to pretend that all of my posts are going to be rainbows and sunshine...that's not the point of getting back to basics. The point is that my blog will be a starting point for me to begin seeing life in a new light. I want to get back to seeing the good in people, not assuming that everyone is out to get me. I want to stop hating. I want to lose the anger and frustration that has filled my days for months on end. It's truly unhealthy. I want to live for ME and my family, not for other people and their expectations. I want to lose the expectations I have of others and just, well, just LIVE.

I am looking to surround myself in positive energy and I hope that I can share positivity with others. I know it sounds really corny, but I genuinely mean it. I want to be a better person...I want to be the person that people say is "happy", "positive", "content"...and I will be. Daily affirmations, reading positive books and prayer will get me there.

So, let's get back to basics. If I lose your readership because of this change, please accept my apology for disappointing you, but I know that this is where I need to go. I cannot live my life in such a negative state anymore and my blog will be the first step to being a better person. I have been told many times that this blog has been a source of comfort and therapy for many people and I want to get back to that again.

--Be the change that you wish to see in the world...Ghandi-- Pin It
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