Wabi Sabi

I found a blog yesterday that finally got me excited to re-start blogging myself. It's a beautiful blog where she shares her life with her husband and two sweeties. Ah naturel. Earthy, and positive she focus's on the goodness. I needed to find that. All to often I find jer and I going through the motions, managing our wee ones but not taking the time to discover them. This society we live in is so unbelievably fast paced. It's cogs don't stop. But I can. I can say no to many things that don't beautify, simplify, or creatively inspire me. It's my family members that need converting. Ha! I always dream of that life. You know the one on the farm in Nova Scotia, where I raise sheep and spin my own yarn and my children's wardrobe consists purely of knits woven from wool, the very wool that came from our sheep of course. And we will live in an old rambling Victorian home on the coast and when we sit down to dinner each night the direction of our dinning room will be just so that when the sunsets it will be visible by all. And then it dawned on me. I can tweak my dream to fit my surroundings now. We live a stones throw from a beautiful waterway where the sun sets so beautifully, and although we cannot enjoy it every night from our dinning table we certainly can take a stroll after dinner and grab an ice cream. I may not have sheep to raise for wool, but I can sew, and make my own laundry soap, and beeswax candles. All of which bring me pleasure. More and more I find myself returning to the idea of the simple life. Where tv only consists of downton Abby and call the midwife. Where libraries invade Friday evenings, and games nights become a family tradition. Where neighbors invite one another over for dinner once a week, not once a year, and where I see beauty in the broken. Pretty, in the imperfect. Wabi sabi. With small children its so easy to turn into a hamster riding the wheel of life. Never stepping outside your cage to be re-inspired. So easy to become downtrodden in parenting. Angered so quickly and regretting later. I suppose this blog of mine which has journey'd along with me since I became a mum, has been re-invented. I want to remember the beauty of these fleeting years, the perfection that lay in the imperfection of our lives. To simply see the positive. The sweet words. The perfectly polished manners of my 2.5 year old daughter. The cute and mischievous grin of my 6 year old son. The smiles oh Lordy the smiles and giggle fits that erupt on the sweet face of my 6 month old baby boy. How he is such a delight all day everyday through it all. To see my eldest boy as still a small child in the big world. How little he was yesterday lined up with his classmates holding their booster seats off to the art gallery. How sweet his voice is when he chooses to sing. How my baby girl can recite over twenty different songs, and sweetly asks whatcha gonna sing mommy? No not that one (a choir song) hmmmm how bout bananaphone! This will not happen daily or even weekly at first but just taking the time to count my beautiful blessings will bless me in return

and the months they fly by....

here we are in the 6th month of pregancy already! 27 weeks along. My goodness this pregnancy is by far the fastest one yet! I am feeling so much better, now that the delightful nausea has passed. I am getting a wee bit uncomfortable at night, finding the right position, needing to pee, and getting thirsty but not wanting to move. However I am so thankful I have yet to experience any heartburn ( i know it's just around the bend) The kids have just experienced their first ever flu. That was fun, Mothers day was Kyries start date, and this long weekend Coles turn! Glad to have this end. Having flu and not in suite laundry does not bode well. I have as in all my pregnancies, been nesting like the dickens. I seriously go crazy at what I get accomplished while preggers. If I could just stay pregnant the rest of my life (minus the nausea of course) I could change the world. This pregnancy has been all about the furniture restoration and getting my craft on. So far I have: Thrifted and painted and had new foam cut and fabric put on a delicous phone bench that we can't fit in our current abode. Refinished a beautiful oak coffee table (also thrifted) stripped and stained the top and painted the legs white Painted a hand me down dresser in 5 tone on tone shades of yellow Painted an end table ( and have to finish the checkerboard pattern on top so we can use it for checkers) Painted the babys cradle yellow Sewn cradle sheets Sewn a cover for our new poang nursing chair from Ikea Sewn more newborn cloth diapers Finished our baby's closet nursery room and almost fully stocked it Gone crazy hemming up pants for the familia Purged and Purged and Purged some more making as much space as possible for this soon to be family of 5 I think I am almost done everything I wanted to do. We have a few more boxes to take to mom and dads storage facility, and a couple of baby clothes to bring back here. Other than that I think we are just about set. Which is lovley. Now I can just enjoy these last few days/months EVER of being pregnant. I know once June hits it's over. With my sisters wedding, choir concerts, Coles school coming to a close, then my trip to Calgary, i basically get home and could very well have a baby any day.... so it feels wonderful to be done all the stuff. Jer and I have also been feeling so much better about our living sitch as well. We have applied to the one co-op we would love to live in and were getting a bit sad about not hearing anything. However after by chance seeing a townhome directly across from Coles school, I decided to just for fun look into things, and it turns out because of this wonderful thing called equity, we can afford a top floor/apartment townhome, with our own front door, no backyard but a covered carport and a big ass balcony that I can turn into my outdoor paradise. So we are thinking we are going to wait until our mortgage comes up for renewl next February and then hopefully move up the real estate ladder. This is why I went full blown over board in decorating a nursery, knowing we will be here until baby is about 6 months (truth be told my babies stay in my bed most of that time anyways) but it was fun to decorate anyways, and is a pretty space to keep babys things in. So feeling positive, feeling unbelievably blessed, and feeling so thankful that this baby decided to make us third time parents.

Chunky Monkey

fatness. it is beginning. I guess your body has an idea of what to do the third time. It makes me a little sad. I had worked so hard for so long to loose so much weight and now, it's all for naught. Now I am fat. Lovley little spillage hanging out, can't fit into my 5's anymore, now wearing maternity clothes ALREADY at only 10 weeks, FAT. Ugh

Happy New Year

A new year, a new adventure. Oh boy what an adventure. Jer and I found out, oh I guess about two weeks ago now, that we are expecting our completley unprepared for, unplanned for baby in 6 months! I am 10 weeks pregnant (didn't find out until 8 weeks!) and due August 18th (which for me, means like August 3 or 4th or 5th) This has completley changed the course of home for us. We have to sell our sweet little two bed flat and move to something bigger. As we work all those details out, and after three days straight of crying. I think I am starting to get excited. I do not love the nausea, or the exhaustion, but the idea of having another little Koop/Garcia running around is exciting. And I may be biased, but my children are the cutest children in the world! Will keep you posted on everything as it comes. Right now I am excited to still be in the baby game. Excited at decorating a new home, having more space, a yard, and being able to drive up right to our front door, oh and have in - suite laundry! This is of course if we get into where we want to get into but still, change is exciting (once you get over the initial shock!)