This moment – a moment I want to pause, savour and remember.
Joining Amanda at Soulemama
There will be a lot of fuzzy phone/instaspam pics on the blog for the next wee while, on account of my breaking off a piece of memory car in my camera. And it needing camera hospital.
Bother wasn’t the expletive I originally used, nore hubbies. I’m very prone to this brand of blond catastrophe. Doing things that really take a whole unique type of ‘special’ to achieve. Seriously, who manages to break off a corner of memory car and end up with it stuck in the card slot ‘under’ the little mental ‘pins’ that connect the card. Special. Not to mention the home button on my phone which is only intermittently working now. Technological waste land. Thats me.
To be honest the week has been pretty low key and picture free, just ticking long to the usual routines, enjoying the mellow afternoons, a little bit of sun and some crafting. I found the most wonderful panel in TradeMe and have been dying to start a quilt for my craft room sofa (spare bed). I have ideals to get a embroidery hoop and hand stitch some detail into the panels, who know, I might get round to it! Once I get some batting may be I’ll start with some machine detailing!
Lisa from Little Coffee Beans has been making some gorgeous mug rugs and I think I might give those a go too, they are simply gorgeous. And she makes them sound quick and easy (my skills may not stretch to quick and easy, but I’ll give them a go!)
Anyway, here are some of those fuzzy phone pics i mentioned!
I got photobombed by the cat! I plan to call this ‘scrappy edging’ on account of the complete lack of straight lines, I really need to get myself a mat and rotary cutter. I am totally pretending those wonky bits are intentional.
He is actually striding purposefully away form a over affectionate toddler who is out of shot. It didn’t work, he got caught and ridden! And yes, Im aware the hat doesn’t fit (its mine – god only knows where my XC silk has gone) She’ll get her own at some point.
The garden has had a few hours, mostly maintenance, mowering, moving manure about to fertilise the veggie beds, hacking together some frost covers to try and encourage early planting, some pruning (I love a bit of chopping and hacking, its why I grow roses).
Nim has decided that a couple of days a week should be nap free, gymnastics is one day and the other we play by ear. This week we hung out in the garden in the 23 degree sun (winters not to bad in the part of the world, as long as you don’t mind the -2 overnight) She watered, spread dirt around and chattered, such a delightful companion to have. Once she got bored we took the Quinn for a ride. That pony really is a dude!
I am discovering every day with a toddler is an adventure. Not the ‘Exploring Disneyland Florida’ type of adventure either. The swing on a 25kg backpack, jump on a crowded bus next to locals, goats and chickens, end up sitting on the floor – for 16 hours. Get lost, have stuff stolen. Climb a huge mountain, in the rain. Dance with hypothermia. Eat with locals, walk under shooting stars. Chill at the beach. Get home and remember through rose tinted glasses type of adventure.
Yeah, I had that adventure.
Raising kids is different, same roller coaster, same ups and down. Less choice to end it once its begun. More amazing, more depth and far more emotion. Days are different, even within our routines that shape our life. Some days just roll by, while others have clarity and grace. They are day that aren’t marked by exciting events, simply just moments. For us they are days of grace, moments to pause before we pay our dues to toddlerdom. Tantrums, bargaining, cajoling and pleading.
Moose is at such a great place, she’s challenging, funny, cheeky and at times downright obstinate. Possibly a little insecure occasionally, just a normal toddler trying to make sense of the big world she’s living in. We are trying really hard to make sure we savour every day, every little moment. Not sweat the small stuff.
Sometimes I find myself getting caught up in the things I cannot change right now, questions for the future, schools, friends, will she be popular, will she be bullied. And the more immediate, why has she suddenly got shy, can I stop her saying ‘no’ so much. How do I encourage her to find her own inner play and creativity and not need me by her side at every second. How do you guide a toddler through life?
Then we find moments, like the moments you climb through the clouds, see a shooting star, are offered mint tea by a local. But they are even better, more intimate, based around our real life, relationships, little moments we can recreate, without flying for hours and sitting on bus floors.
These are our days
We had a mixed weekend. Some good things, baking, haircuts, delicious toasties, the end of a cold sleety week. And we had a 111 emergency, ambulance ride and 24h in hospital. It was a mixed bag!
We pride ourselves in giving a good rounded diet, low in processed foods (the odd cupcake doesn’t hurt!) and high in veg, home cooking and balance. We grow a huge amount of veg through spring, summer and autumn and I try to cook from scratch using the best ingredients we can source. Moo is generally a good eater, small amount but loves an amazing variety, curry, falafel, wraps, stur fry etc.
It would appear that sugar has much to answer for, and not just its inclusion in seemly all and everything, but its exclusion in home cooking as well. A lesson in moderation.
On Sunday morning Moose popped into bed with us and snuggled up. We dozed for about 30 mins, I noticed she seems snoozy. Since she hadn’t napped on Saturday it wasn’t concerning. Until we decided to get up and discovered she was pale, limp, and very barely conscious. So we called an ambulance. Her blood glucose very low, dangerously so.
Some glucose gel, pure apple juice and an ambo ride later and we were at the city hospital under the amazing care of the paediatric unit. IV line in and tests running. Moo was brilliant, so incredibly brave. It amazes me that children as so amazingly resilient, so stoic in the face of the unknown. She didnt cry, tantrum or melt. I was so proud of her.
She did however, look totally 100% well once the glucose kicked in. So we felt right frauds on the kids ward with our insanely cheery, chirpy child! We watched videos, played puzzles and read books. The staff were wonderful, so calm and engaging. There was a fantastic playroom staffed all day every day for activities. One of the staff used to work at madams nursery so Moo was very happy. Daddy was less so at car park charges of $3 an hour from the early hours till late. Seriously I think we burned through a months parking change in a day and a bit.
We got discharged almost exactly 24 after being admitted, with a clean bill of health and instruction to make sure we feed our toddler more sugary foods, umm yeah, her diet is too healthy. While we feed her well, and correctly, her glycogen stores were obviously too low. A couple of days of picking at meals and a big 12h sleep (her usual nightly amount) left her unable to function. We are blessed that there is no medical issue, we simply have to watch her eating carefully and make sure she is getting plenty of sugars as well as protein and veggies. A few newly introduced routines and some small alterations in our offered snacks
In other parts we had a nice weekend
This week has been quieter, more relaxed and we are finding our rhythms again, building in new routines and hoping this coming weekend is a touch more normal.
This weekend it rained, and rained, and rained, and just for fun, it rained some more, right into Monday too.
Saturday we went into the city to get our new glasses, run errands and pop to the market. By the afternoon the rain has started so after a abortive attempt to get a coffee (all the cafes in our township close early) we went to the local wine bar (toddler in tow) and ordered coffee and a fluffy. Hilarious but surprisingly decent drinks!
Madam doesn’t do at all well with staying in for extended periods of time. I envy people who can just hang out at home with their kids, we can’t, at least, not in winter. May be its to do with our little home, which although perfectly formed really is ‘little’ (85 sqM) or perhaps with all the living out and about because of earthquake repairs etc Moo is just used to being out and about, Im not sure.
I have a plan (haha I have lots, but hopefully this one will come to fruition) to turn our front sleepout into a craft and play room, a space outside our own space. Somewhere to head out to and play, create and invent. It has solely been used as a ‘spare room’ and store room but its a lovely little space with great light that I think could really provide a whole new environment for us to retreat to, and in summer will be a lovely place to get out of the really fierce sun. We are changing out the double bed for a single to create more space, have put a desk in and I’m working on a few other bits in there too. It will be great to have somewhere I can leave the sewing machine out, and Moo will have room for her teepee, a kitchen and permanent craft space.
Sunday was torrential (sorry, more weather talk) so we headed into the city again – but to a different side and took Moose to the Airforce museum. It might seem a odd choice for a 2.5yr old girl, but was actually rather inspired as a choice. Lots of room, big interesting looking planes and the launch of Googles ‘Loon for All’ project. Hubby was the mastermind behind it and he was spot on.
I had never heard of the Loon for All, but its an amazing concept, atmospheric balloons which provide internet over specific areas.
Everyone there was lovely, it was busy but not crazy and Moo had a wonderful time running about charming everyone. After the earthquakes we have had here its a project that I really do think is exciting and inspirational. The fear and panic after the smaller but more damaging Feb 22nd quake in Christchurch were made worse by infrastructure issues and projects like this could have really helped. Not to mention the uses around the world, in war zones, crisis and developing countries.
I also made Moo a duvet cover to go with her new ‘big girl bed’ that arrived this week. I got some beautiful Ikea fabric and cut out the floral mid section on one of our old covers and replaced it with the new fabric. To cover up my awful seaming (I didn’t leave enough allowance for the selvage so the writing showed) I stitched ribbon down the seams. It’s pretty rough but Im rather proud of how it looks!
Ikea is one shop I really do miss. NZ seriously need to get that sorted!
Some images from the last week
Slowly getting to grips with the photo grid app. I really want to try the Disney Storytime app that Kelle raves about on Enjoying the Small Things It looks awesome.
We are settling into winter well, slowly creating new rhythms and routines. It appears that the Oxford Farmers market is setting in to be a favourite (good weather) sunday outing.
Today it was sunny and cool so we headed off, bought veggies, wandered through the stalls and playground. It was lovely to have the morning together, moo was on great form and we were able to simply relax and enjoy family time. We live in such a great place its wonderful to be able to really enjoy it and savour the small things that make living here so special.
A quick stop off at the river on the way home completed a great morning. Moo drew ‘horses’ in the sand and threw stones into the water – or at least she threw stones and they flew in a variety of directions, not always towards the water!
Children’s parties are like metaphors for your entire life.
Whether you organise with military precision, casually throw together something amazing, throw something together (and doesnt everyone know it) or simply tell everyone to turn up at a venue and arrive late toting a store bought cake. None is better or worse, more or less ‘correct’. But boy isnt there pressure to succeed – more, I’m sure, than there was when my mum was arranging parties for my birthdays.
Due to illness we had to cancel Moose’s second birthday party, instead we did a morning outing to the wildlife park. Hubby and Moo ran about in glee, I walked behind doubled over in pain with a fake smile muttering ‘no, no, I’m fine, fresh air is helping’ – I’m not entirely sure what that metaphor says about me?
Her first birthday was nice but half our friends got the date wrong or couldn’t come, so it ended up being a couple of friends and 2 toddlers, not what I had planned but actually rather fun and decidedly stress free. Now that metaphor I have deciphered – it was a 100% reflection on my lack of organisation and overly relaxed attitude, fine for a 1yr old – not going to cut it when she wants a proper party.
I”m hoping that this year my more organised approach might result in a relaxed but fun part for Moo. Much like the party we attended today for her buddy R. It was a great party, organised, well catered, homemade accents, with loads of activities and neat little touches. It was a party definitely organised by someone with their life together. Jealous.com! Seriously the bar has really been raised in our toddler social circles, there is a benchmark to be achieved.
We are pretty laid back people, we roll with most things. Earthquakes, house rebuilds, living in motels (for 5 months, with a ill baby) and flying internationally to visit my terminally ill mum on a few days notice. They all culminated to make me stop worrying about every little thing, sometimes its about each moment, not the one that came before or the one to follow. Perhaps I am now to laid back, after years of being to stressed and wound tight, medicated and anxious I am now almost the reverse, I have given up writing lists. I usually forget to read/pack/take them with me anyway. I shop by wandering up and down the aisles and only forget a couple of things each week. I try to see a bigger picture.
I wonder what the picture will look like for Moo’s 3rd birthday?
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