When your toddler gets sick
It feels like the world will end
It’s stupid and relentless
When your toddler gets sick
“You are so loved.” I paused when I read that these were some of the last words spoken to Cpl. Nathan Cirillo as he lay dying at the National War Memorial in Ottawa last week. So fitting, I thought. And so true. Everyone should hear that they are loved in their last moments. After all, there is probably nothing that is more true of us.
But as our country mourned the soldier’s death and celebrated his heroism, I found myself mourning the death of the gunman just as much.
[This is a guest post by Preston Davis]
As parents, we don’t particularly enjoy entertaining the idea that one day we may not be around to take care of our child. Unfortunately, accidents and illnesses do occur so it is important to have a plan in place. There are many decisions a couple will make while raising their child, some occurring as soon as you and your partner find out you are expecting. One of the most important decisions should be choosing who is to raise your child in the event of a tragedy, for your child could face even more trauma if you haven’t taken the time to select the best potential Godparent.
Olive and I have had the privilege of working with award winning author Mike Mason recently on growing his social media presence. He is the author of the best-selling book, The Mystery of Marriage, which has over 200,000 copies in print. Mike lives in Langley, a 30-minute drive from our home, and is a thoughtful, kind, soft-spoken man in his 60’s.
You were born in a rather unconventional manner. I gave birth to you right in the master bedroom of our home, wedged between the dresser and the bed, with my left leg on the floor and my right leg propped up on the bed frame. Awkward, but it worked. How did we get to that point? Let me tell you the story. Continue Reading…
Mornings and I don’t get along. Even on the best of days without children, mornings are hard for me. Add round-the-clock nursing into the mix and getting up, let alone going out, takes herculean effort. All this to say, if I make a public appearance before noon these days, you can be sure it’s someplace that matters to me.
Now that we have two young children, getting out of the house is quite a production. In the three weeks that we have existed as a family of four, we have made it out as an entire family a grand total of 4 times. Of those occasions, only once have we gotten out the door in the morning.
As I write this, I’m 37 weeks along with my second child. There have been similarities between the two pregnancies, but also differences. I thought it would be fun to do a little comparison post here, in case anyone is interested, but also for the sake of my second kid who’s barely gotten any “airtime,” unlike big sister who got a gazillion blog posts while she was in the womb. Hah.