Time sure is flying here at the Just Ordinary Us homestead. (I wish we had a homestead.) My littlest guy just turned one (what?!?), my curly guy turned three and started kindy with his big sister, and before you know it, we're having to make plans for Christmas! (Yes, I said it!)
So the other day, in the spirit of embracing the moment and getting out of my grumpy fug (where I've been spending A LOT of time lately...), we threw the usual post-school routine of afternoon tea, DVD and homework out the window and went out into the sunshine. We had a snack on the deck and pulled out all the bikes and had a great time soaking up the fresh air and warm sunlight. Just what we all needed. I grabbed my oft-neglected camera and snapped away and I'm so glad I captured a fun afternoon playing together.
My babies are just growing up so fast. Yes, these pre-school years are often filled with crazy, and certainly hustle and bustle, but oh my word am I going to miss them when they're gone!
Despite the mayhem, I LOVE this life. I love that I have my babies and my babies have me. (And their Papa, of course.) I deliberately choose to enjoy this time - sure, not every moment, because who can enjoy diarrhea in nappies and vomiting babies etc etc, am I right? - because I know that I will look back on it as one of the best times in our lives. I'm not going to waste that.
Today we say happy birthday to our dear little darling Gryffen. One whole year old. Oh, how it has flown!
Gryffen is the sweetest little boy, full of snuggles and shy smiles. He is also very precocious; doing everything at an earlier stage than any of his siblings. He rolled at two months, crawled at five, got his first teeth at six, stood at nine and now at twelve months he has perfected the art of climbing out of his highchair - buckled and all! It won't be too long before he begins to walk, then runs off and gets into mischief with his cheeky little-big-brother Tristan.
Gryffen is an absolute delight, and I have enjoyed every minute of this first year with him. What a treasure he is. I love to see the bigger kids with him; their bonds are really something special.
So happiest of birthdays to my sweet, bright-eyed little boy. You are a joy to me.
Can you believe it? In only TWO WEEKS (!!!) my birth-mother B and I will be re-united after 28 years!
It's strange to think that I've already met her - only a newborn baby's memory is not so strong!
Over the years I had hoped that when I met her I'd be thin and beautiful and she'd be so proud of this beautiful girl. I'm glad I don't hold this so strongly anymore - though I do wish I was slightly less un-thin! (Nothing I can do about that in only 2 weeks!) I guess with something as momentous as this, I can't help but be a little self-conscious.
At least I'll have a tidy house, B! Two weeks is long enough to do THAT. ;)
If you ask me how I'm feeling you'll probably get a puzzled look in response, as I'm feeling a lot of things! Mostly excited. Very excited! Quite a bit emotional.
What a joy it is to see him grow and mature. He is becoming a fine little man. The progress he's made over the last year has been pretty cool to watch.
A tiny little newborn, six years ago
Elliot, my boy, I don't have many words this year (we can blame that on having all of us been sick for the last week) but I do hope you know how special you are. You are an incredible child, and I look forward to seeing who you grow up to be.
A sister and her little brother. A brother and his big sister. These two have a very sweet bond.
I hope I never forget the way she would hold her newborn brother and just sit so quietly and so still. The way she watches for him and gets down on the floor to play with him. I hope I never forget the way his face lights up when he catches sight of her. The way he reaches out for her hand in the car.