tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31054691880154067382024-10-04T22:00:03.210-04:00a place to discuss anything, everything and nothing!Serena Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00776958716300701782noreply@blogger.comBlogger199125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105469188015406738.post-38349406008008583512012-05-28T21:02:00.000-04:002012-05-28T21:02:16.653-04:00

So, I've been on the edge a lot lately. A LOT. Around me, circulating quite quickly, is the air of change. It's something else, my friends. It's sort of overwhelming me a bit, in fact. Last week I learned that my daycare provider is ready to move on with her life, which means that my children, whom I hate leaving at the best of times, are now losing the mommy-figure they've known since age 1

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Or, Precious Moments:). E is loving mommy again these days. Seems she's ever a daddy's girl - but today, she was all mommy's! She even wanted me to cuddle her to sleep. How lucky am I? Seriously. I get to be home with my little ones every other day and I get to watch them develop and even be part of the process. I feel so so blessed. And cuddling e for five minutes before she falls to sleep? The

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e is three. Is she ever. We've been really persisting with the potty-training with her. And she handles it pretty well, I'd say. I do wish, though, that I could climb inside her mind and really understand what's going on in there developmentally. When she accidentally pees in her clothing, I wonder if she understands what's happened, or if it's just a natural, carnal behaviour that we are trying

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E has come into her own. For real. She's just a gem of a girl. She's peeing on the potty. She's playing games like 'What time is it Mr. Wolf' with five year old kids and managing, she's going into the pool without me. I am in awe. Remember when she was my baby? Yah. Me too. My heart hurts all the time. She is so excited to see babies now. She loves them. And yet, I still think of her as my

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Dudes. I hate time. It goes way too fast! My son, precocious Dr. B has asserted the fact that he is no longer my little baby. Yes. Indeed. He has taken his first steps. A happy moment, indeed! But just another indication of time flying. Remember when I was upset about his colic? Wasn't that yesterday? Seriously. Actually, remember when my world was all about e and I wrote about it daily and was

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Okay. So lots of people have offered up thoughts and opinions. And let me preface this money management moment with a compliment to all my friends: while it doesn't take much YOU ALL ARE BETTER AT MONEY MANAGEMENT THAN ME. However, the BEST Money Manager Award goes to...HRL - and, besides being the smartest and most disciplined person I've come across, she's also the most generous, as she

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This blurb is me trying to make sense of how to stay in control of my finances - he he!  (Though, really, not a joke...um...mostly)! Maybe I'll start with what I know, that's what good writers do, no? (So says Eric Walters, anyhow...) ! And what do I Know, you ask? Well, I know how to SPEND a dollar! Or - many dollars! *Here's one thing I've learned I should not do: I should not take e

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This might be tmi - but whatevs. I propositioned my hubby in a very disgusting, spit-up covered, baby-cereal pasty-coated mess of a sweater ensemble (part lu-lu, part maternity, mix-and-match special).... I was gonna take a pic of this disgusting outfit for all to see.... but um. it's so embarrassing, that I cannot bring myself to share. Sorry... And jb? well, it's a good thing boys are sometimes

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Alright, my friends. Did I properly grab your attention? I hope so. Cuz I have some very important questions and I hope you can take a moment or two to help me out. If you've talked to me EVER, but more particularly, in the last little while (as in as my Mat Leave progresses and my disposable funds digress), then you know that I. Am. On. A. Mission! That is right, my friends. I am on a very

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I don't know about you, but staying at home with babes two and under (even my own), is not an idea I really relished. I mean, I love my kids, more than anything or anyone, but days with kids are long...I remember counting down the seconds when I used to babysit.  So Mat Leave  Number Two was not really an exciting prospect for me. Again. I love my kids, I really do. I just wasn't sure

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Okay. I am going to make a promise here to you today and I am going to try to stick to it! (After I make the following statement, I am sure most of you will roll your eyes and say, 'Yah, right')... Regardless, Here goes: I am going to attempt not to buy ANY clothes, shoes, accessories for a full year (for myself). Let's see, today is September the...23rd.  Can I do it? I am seriously going

Serena Dawnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00776958716300701782noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3105469188015406738.post-27824972788374630102011-09-20T20:20:00.002-04:002011-09-20T20:22:05.654-04:00

I took e for a walk tonight. And she took her baby for a walk in her baby's little umbrella stroller. While most people choose to walk on the sidewalk and make their walk easier, e decided to fight through the grass instead. She was often stuck, exclaiming emphatically 'I stuck!' But this constant issue did not dissuade her or motivate her to change her route. Nope. She is my daughter. My mom

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So, if you're my friend on fb then you know that this was the week I decided to move dr b out of my room (not my bed, my friends, calm now....), and into his big boy room and his much roomier crib. My heart hurt. My tummy was in knots. My eyes were all welled up. He looked so tiny. And the crib was ever-expansive. I nearly rationalized our way out of this messy weaning process.  But no. I

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Last Maternity Leave, I was acquainted with the wonderful blogging world. I felt revitalized, renewed, tech-savvy even! When I went back to work and was presented with new technologies I could use in my classroom, I was not afraid, I was pumped! After all, I was now a pro at all things technology, thanks to my days blogging and htmling, etc.... Nothing to this technology stuff, I thought!!! (In

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Before I can tell you about my peanut butter pie making experience (remember, from Beth's blog?), may I remind you of this incident of 2010:)! Okay, now that you are fully prepared and suitably underwhelmed, I shall share my tale of making the peanut butter pie in memory of Mikey and in honour of Beth, the busiest, most involved and engaged person I know! So, step one of all baking is to read the

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Things are just moving way too fast; I can barely process, let alone be one with all these changes. First, e was no longer the 'baby', then she wanted her hair styled like a big girl every day, then she graduated to a big-girl bed, and now they're weening her from her bottle at daycare!!!??? Wtf Wah!!! I cannot fight the inevitable, but does it all have to happen at once???:(

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What do you suppose that means? Shall I write my original title and let you decide? Mmkay. My Five Month Old is Smarter Than Me! Any ideas what he meant ;-)!? I guess with child number two we're supposed to be seasoned parents, right? We're supposed to know the cues, and certainly realize when we're being manipulated... I consider myself double seasoned after e. (er. during e? - as she's still

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F. U. Well, sorta, anyhow. You see, I have been actively attempting your approaches since my first little baby was born in 2009. And in theory, and in some practice, I love what you offer in the baby rearing advice department. But then, sometimes, I get really mad at you. Those are the times when my baby won't drink said amount of liquid in the proper routine outlined for his and her age

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Why is it that after 20 years of shaving my legs I still manage to forget to shave around my ankles???

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I am no longer able to take a shower on my own (that is of course unless it's after e is down for the night)! E has decided that showers with her mummy are da bomb! Lucky me!...Soon I may not even be permitted to use the facilities on my own... Oh. Wait... We're already there!!!

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1. I hate Lady Gaga. Her first album was awesome and creative and really great to workout to. Her recent release sounds plagiarized, her look is obscene and I just wanna get all up in her face and ask her what her target market is, what she's trying to teach this target market and why she's such a try harder poser. She actually makes me passionately angry. She will never be Madonna. 2. I am a

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If ever asked what carebear or smurf I'd be, I'd be either Teacher Bear or Bossy Smurf...Or maybe those two adjectives are synonymous! Anyhow, the moral is, what I think is my talent, is teaching. I love it! I thrive on it. And now, I am seeing how my need to teach is impacting my daughter...I wonder, actually, if having a teacher parent is really a positive or negative thing? I always thought it

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I am back people. Back from the fog that occurs in the first few months postpartum. I am almost me again. I am less the energy sucked mommy whose every spare moment was taken up with someone's needs. That is, someone's needs other than mine. I am not bitter. I was getting there, though, I can tell you that. I love being a mom and a wife. However, I don't love that I seem to have disappeared a

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