The Montessori preschool where we send our boys holds a lovely Mother's day tea each year. I look forward to it with all my heart. The children set a sweet table, pour tea, and we sip the afternoon away together. The boys decided we needed to extend tea into the afternoon, and I gladly agreed. I treasure these memories!


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Today became quite stormy suddenly. Darkened sky, gorgeous lightning, scary thunder, hail and all. Middle boy wanted to puddle jump, naturally, and pulled me out of kitchen duty to join him. I'm so glad he did. In Florida, you could set your watch by the afternoon thunderstorms. My children fear thunder while I am comforted by it. I wish I could change that!
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This mischevious green alien has been spotted in lots of places in the house. I don't think we'll call Dr. Who just yet though, because he can be rather cuddly.
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I forgot to post a picture of D with his First Holy Communion banner. Here it is for posterity. It was 100% his creation and I thought he did a great job!
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This weekend I ate my weight in celebratory frosting (and let's not even talk about the cake). I am trying to get back on track with My Fitness Pal program since I've lost 6 pounds (woot!) and I endeavour to lose at least another 5.
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And now you must brace yourself for the "woe is me" part of my post.
I've always been petite and fairly fit, and I never "needed" to exercise specifically to lose weight. But naturally 3 children later, without working too hard in between pregnancies, I found myself with a little extra and with plantar fasciitis (constant foot muscle inflammation and tightness) on top of it. I had a bit of a traumatic delivery with our youngest child 2 years ago, and it has taken me about 2 years to recover physically and mentally. I'm still on the road to the new normal. I've learned a great deal and changed a great deal over the last 2 years, and for that I am truly thankful. The anguish and struggle of was not all for naught, and it has brought me to deeply appreciate my three healthy children and my body which brought them here, as well as understand more the value of redemptive suffering. An amazing yoga/pilates gym class has been the only thing that has helped me most long term (and I've been to chiropractors, podiatrists and everything in between). It's a Phoenix rising out of the Ashes kind of a year for me, I think. Finally. I'm ready to be me again, for my hubby and my kids.
This reflection is a beautiful summary I think, for appreciating our bodies as the vessels of new life and love which they are. Please give it a read!
Where everything began, my parents circa 1977 in Milwaukee with my eldest sister and Grandmother.
Hard to believe they had a life before I came, let alone my other siblings!
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This is something I wrote a few years ago for Mother's day. I like to revisit it to remind me to keep on keepin' on! I hope it may bring a blessing to you, too.
Happy Mother's Day!
Breakfast in Bed, by Mary Cassatt















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