On being a Grandma, part two

Last year at this time I became a grandmother for the first time.  We have been enjoying the presence of my son’s precocious, now four year old step-daughter in our lives and could not have been more thrilled to welcome her little brother. A few days ago this Grandma was equally thrilled to add another baby to this new generation of our family.  As promised, (by ultrasound) she is a beautiful baby girl.  The proud parents are my son and his wife that you heard about in all my wedding posts last spring.

 

 

There are no words special enough to express the emotions of being a grandparent although love, joy and pride might be a start.  We are so fortunate to have all three grandchildren to love and spoil. With them all living close by, I hope to do so as often as their parents let me!

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Tickled pink

I am tickled pink that my eldest son and his wife are expecting a baby girl next month.  Yesterday this excited grandma hosted a very pink baby shower to celebrate the upcoming addition to our family…

 

You can find many of these decorating ideas on my Pinterest page.  The fact that we have raised three sons makes the arrival of a baby girl that much more special.  Pink looks good in this house!

Christmas flu bug

This Christmas I gave you the flu, the very next day, you gave it away….this song, sung to the tune of Last Christmas is the theme this week.  My whole family has been sick with a flu bug, starting with my grandson on Christmas Eve.  He then passed it on to his sister, then his mom and dad, then his two uncles and other set of grandparents.  My husband and I have not come down with it….yet.  I did get the flu shot early November, so I may or may not be proof that it does work.

For the children, Pedialyte freezies (with electrolytes) helped to keep them hydrated and children’s Tylenol, borrowed from my neighbour, helped with the fever.  My youngest son favored Gatorade and ginger ale.   I have since stocked up on all of these products…

 

 

Sorry Carter, but I think I like Andrew Waines’ version of Last Christmas better!   Because this was your very first Christmas and you are soooo adorable, you are forgiven, but next year we would prefer something different!!

 

 

The ghost of Christmas past

Every year I try to simplify things and reduce the commercialism in our family Christmas.  That’s because every year it seems to get worse.  The stores are crowded, people spend money because they feel they have to, everyone seems anxious and stressed, and then it’s over.  Until next year.

Christmas, when I was young, was about visiting family and friends, delicious baked goods and candy, homes full of cheer and love and excitement.  This picture describes one of my fondest memories of past Christmases.

 

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With grandchildren part of my family now, I really wanted to bring the special back to the holiday season.  I started off with good intentions and actually made (with my own hands!) some presents this year, but am still running around buying things as the big day gets closer.

So why do we do it?  The commercialized, overcomplicated part I mean.  I’m sure my parents, with six children, spent money buying us each something special to go under the tree.  And, I’m sure they felt the pinch financially in January.  But it seemed worth it then, and not just because I was not paying the bills.  The excitement built for months beforehand and lasted for months afterward.

Then there is the whole politically correct thing.  Not saying “Merry Christmas” because it might offend someone.  Have you ever heard of anyone actually being offended when strangers wish each other Merry Christmas?  No one is forcing anyone to celebrate Christmas by wishing them a Merry Christmas.  The greeting is simply to spread the joy and spirit of what Christmas is supposed to mean.  To me having  Christmas spirit means being kind(er) and (more) tolerant and generous towards others.  It does (should) not matter what God you believe in or pray to, what color your skin is, where in the world you live, or how much money you have (spend).

 

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If the Grinch can get it, why can’t we humans?

Christmas miracle born twenty-eight years ago today

My own personal miracle was born twenty-eight years ago today and was undeniably the best Christmas present ever.  Of course, the subsequent births of his two brothers were equally miraculous.  Many of my previous posts have described the ordeal my husband and I went through to achieve the family of three sons we have today.  You can read them here…

G9P3A3; My Book about my Miscarriages, Stillbirths and Healthy Pregnancies

 

The Straw that Broke the Camel’s Back meets G9P3A3

G9P3A3…..My Book has been Published!

My three sons are all happy, healthy adults today.  The Christmas miracle I speak of is currently expecting a miracle (baby) of his own to cherish.

 

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What more can a mother ask for?

Senate of Canada Sesquicentennial Medal for community service

My nephew, James Sliter, was recently awarded a Sesquicentennial Medal from the Senate of Canada for his volunteer role in making our community a better place to live.  He was nominated by current Senator and former police chief of Ottawa, Vern White.

James has shown dedication and commitment towards the Big Brothers and Big Sisters of Ottawa organization (BBBSO) for many years.  He is a former big brother, a former Board President and currently sits on the business development committee.

Unfortunately, there was controversy swirling around the dispersion of the rest of the medals. These awards were supposed to honor community activists and volunteers or unsung heroes.  The Canadian Mint created the medals as part of our 150 birthday celebration.  That’s where the word sesquicentennial comes in.  Our 93 Canadian Senators were each supposed to nominate 12 deserving individuals to receive the 1500 medals.  However, many of the Senators, 47 to be exact, kept the medals for themselves or gave them to former senators.  The last time I checked no senators can be termed volunteers or unsung heroes.  This is pure greed on their part.

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Regardless of the controversy, Vern White got it right with his nomination of James.  The rest of my family and I are extremely proud of him!

 

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L to R my brother Jeff, James, and Vern White

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The toys at Grandma’s

The toys at Grandma’s are not your average, run of the mill toys.  No, these toys are very special.  While Grandma does have some traditional toys that my dad and his brothers used to play with…

 

Many others are a little different, but still lots of fun.   They are all over the house too, so I can crawl around looking for them.  Come with me; I’ll take you on a guided tour of all my favourite toys at Grandma’s:

After the traditional toys in the family room, I head for the kitchen toys…

Grandma says my daddy used to love to pull everything out of this same cupboard.  It is the only cupboard Grandma lets me play in though.  I tried hard to get into the thing she puts the dirty dishes into, but she kept locking it up.

Next was the dining room where the play structure is still made out of wood!  No pressure treated wood or PVC stuff that you find in parks.  I am allowed to crawl through this play structure, but I’m not allowed to bite on any parts of it.

 

Next was the hallway, where this springy thing is fun to play with.  Grandma says it is a door stop, but all the doors in this hallway are closed so I’m not sure how that works…

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Then I’m on to the front door, where the sunlight streaming through the glass makes pretty patterns on the floor.  And, look Grandma, I can see my reflection!

 

The living room window that has these soft white things hiding more toys.  The white things are awesome for playing peek a boo too.

 

Then I found a tree in the living room!  Grandma says it is a Christmas tree that needs to be decorated.  I have never seen one of these before.  I’m pretty sure it wasn’t here the last time I visited.  Just imagine all the things I could grab if it was decorated!

 

The piano was next.  Do you think I am too young for lessons?

 

My final spot is the stairs.  Too bad Grandma wouldn’t let me climb them very far.  She thinks because I am only 9 months old that I shouldn’t play on the stairs. If she let me I’m sure I could reach the top!

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Thanks for coming on the tour with me.   My big sister will be here soon although she doesn’t appreciate all these neat toys.  Grandma says I need a nap now, I think she does too!