Dear, dear, Benjamin,
I love your spirit, I love your tenacity for life, I love you propensity for adventure. But let's keep the ER visits to a minimum.
Love, Mom.
***
This morning Benjamin accidentally swallowed a nickel. I had James take him to the ER just to make sure everything was okay. Ben was breathing fine, but reluctant to swallow, and holding his throat, and whimpering a little. There was not much I could do, so I borrowed a friend's cell phone so I could be reachable and off I went to my morning appointment.
Halfway through I got a text from James: "Waiting for an X-ray." A little later: "Now waiting for the general surgeon." Yikes! At that point I jumped up, dropped Juliette of with my mother-in-law and booted my way over to the hospital.
I was so grateful for an empty ER, a quick assessment, surgeons who pushed Benjamin through to the front of the line, the team of 2 surgeons, 2 anesthetists, and 3 nurses who oversaw the operation, Benjamin's peaceable nature during the ordeal, James' humour and companionship, the prayers of so many friends and family members, and the shiny nickel in the plastic bag that the surgeon handed to us.
The nickel was lodged in his esophagus just past where the esophagus and windpipe split. They showed me the x-ray, and that nickel looked so big in his tiny throat everyone swore it was a quarter. They put Ben under general anesthetic, and had to push the coin down into his stomach and then scoop it in a net and pull it back up the throat. Within 10 minutes of waking up he was downing the popsicle, taking big bites instead of licking it. By the time he got home he was bypassing the ice cream and going straight for nachos, eggs and toast (Dad got home with him first while I was picking up Juliette.) By mid-afternoon he was out riding his bike and playing hockey as though nothing had happened.
In all this, I discovered once again that I have the ability to stay really calm and collected in a crisis. (It made me think of two years ago when Colin gouged his forehead while we were camping and he needed stitches.) While at my morning meeting, I apologized in advance for having the cell phone out, explaining why I would need to pick it up immediately if it rang. My friends were amazed that I didn't seem shaken, nervous, or scared. Truthfully, I didn't really feel any of those emotions. I had a brief moment of nervousness at the text about the surgeon, but I just excused myself, gathered my things, and proceeded with the plan forming in my mind (pick up baby food and extra diapers, drop off Juliette, head to ER.) While James and I waited for Ben's surgery we sat at a little table, ate muffins and shared a chocolate milk, joked about this being the only way to get a "date night" alone, I read a bit of my book club book, and talked about the concept and rules of "alternate universes" in science fiction.
Looking back on the moments of "crisis" I've experienced lately, it's humbling to view my own behaviour with the 20/20 vision of hindsight. I'm grateful for this gift of a cool head in a crisis, and it's neat to be able to identify that, and perhaps one day use it again when cooler heads need to prevail and I can lead out before others in need.
***
In other news, while we were talking about baptism for Family Home Evening, Benjamin asked if one day he could be "bath-tized."
Thursday, 16 May 2013
Monday, 13 May 2013
Raising memories (as well as children)
A great conversation the other day led down the path of what we choose to do with the money we have. We talked about how much money we need to spend on our home, how big of a house is "too big," and the benefits or drawbacks of spending money on renovations.
My friend commented: "Each year we save some money to spend on renovating our (century) home. But it makes me wonder, down the road, if our children will have noticed or cared that we refinished the floors, or installed a new bathtub."
My two cents: "Our family of five lived in a 900 square foot home until I was 15. As an adult, I have visited the exact model of home I lived in. It is really tiny. But as a child, I have no concept of big or small houses. It was home. Even knowing now how small it really is, my childhood memories cannot seem to readjust to that reality."
What I do remember from my childhood are the two stints we lived in England, the two vacations to Australia/New Zealand, driving to Florida, driving out to the east coast of Canada, and many flights out west to visit my dad's family. My parents purposely chose to have a small mortgage to free up money to travel.
In addition, the other best-loved childhood memory is the yearly camping trips my grandmother took us on. Two weeks where she and her sister took their grandchildren camping to the same resort every year. There were fishing awards and campfires and talent shows and sandcastle building contests and baseball and running in the warm rain and... and... and...
What it all made me realize is that it's the traditions that my children will remember. The big vacations will be spectacular, but also the more local travel that happens year in and year out, that will have a chance to etch themselves indelibly in their memories.
We have a few started already. Each July we trek down to New York State to see a large outdoor pageant put on by our church (the largest outdoor pageant in North America.) And then in the winter we head back to the same spot to see some of the historical sites of our church (that are way too busy to visit in July), and to visit the Museum of Play in Rochester.
But I had a thought the other day, just the seed of an idea but one I'm excited about. We read regularly from the scriptures, but sometimes it's hard to make the stories come alive in the kids' mind. I want to help them really understand what these events were like. So each year (maybe starting next year, or the year after) I want to plan a weekend trip of the "Living Scriptures."
For example, if you know the story of Nephi, I am thinking of one day having James come home from work and tell the boys to pack a bag, we're leaving. Then we drive (hike/bike depending on the ages) and pitch our tents to camp for the weekend. The rest of the time will be filled with activities based on the events of Nephi's life: going back to town to get their scriptures, going back to town to get another family to travel with, building a boat, canoeing, hunting for food, etc.
My hope is that each year we can create an experience that brings the scriptures to life in their minds, and creates some common experiences as a family that they will look back and remember fondly when they are adults.
My friend commented: "Each year we save some money to spend on renovating our (century) home. But it makes me wonder, down the road, if our children will have noticed or cared that we refinished the floors, or installed a new bathtub."
My two cents: "Our family of five lived in a 900 square foot home until I was 15. As an adult, I have visited the exact model of home I lived in. It is really tiny. But as a child, I have no concept of big or small houses. It was home. Even knowing now how small it really is, my childhood memories cannot seem to readjust to that reality."
What I do remember from my childhood are the two stints we lived in England, the two vacations to Australia/New Zealand, driving to Florida, driving out to the east coast of Canada, and many flights out west to visit my dad's family. My parents purposely chose to have a small mortgage to free up money to travel.
In addition, the other best-loved childhood memory is the yearly camping trips my grandmother took us on. Two weeks where she and her sister took their grandchildren camping to the same resort every year. There were fishing awards and campfires and talent shows and sandcastle building contests and baseball and running in the warm rain and... and... and...
What it all made me realize is that it's the traditions that my children will remember. The big vacations will be spectacular, but also the more local travel that happens year in and year out, that will have a chance to etch themselves indelibly in their memories.
We have a few started already. Each July we trek down to New York State to see a large outdoor pageant put on by our church (the largest outdoor pageant in North America.) And then in the winter we head back to the same spot to see some of the historical sites of our church (that are way too busy to visit in July), and to visit the Museum of Play in Rochester.
But I had a thought the other day, just the seed of an idea but one I'm excited about. We read regularly from the scriptures, but sometimes it's hard to make the stories come alive in the kids' mind. I want to help them really understand what these events were like. So each year (maybe starting next year, or the year after) I want to plan a weekend trip of the "Living Scriptures."
For example, if you know the story of Nephi, I am thinking of one day having James come home from work and tell the boys to pack a bag, we're leaving. Then we drive (hike/bike depending on the ages) and pitch our tents to camp for the weekend. The rest of the time will be filled with activities based on the events of Nephi's life: going back to town to get their scriptures, going back to town to get another family to travel with, building a boat, canoeing, hunting for food, etc.
My hope is that each year we can create an experience that brings the scriptures to life in their minds, and creates some common experiences as a family that they will look back and remember fondly when they are adults.
Thursday, 9 May 2013
See you in September
I like to think in advance. I don't always get to the full-out planning in advance, but I'm usually thinking about things early on. For example, each Christmas I'm usually in charge of some sort of Christmas Devotional program for church. This requires breaking out the Christmas music in July, in order to choose music, write a program, transpose/compose/order sheet music, choose the musicians, get them the music, and be ready to start practicing by the end of September. Starting in September just wouldn't leave enough time.
And so currently, I'm starting to think toward September. Benjamin will start at the boys' school, which will give me three kids in school and just Juliette at home. I love many, many things about our school, but its one major short-coming is the lack of extra-curicular activities. With only 6 teachers, there just aren't the resources that bigger schools have to run all sorts of sports teams and special interest clubs and art programs.
Enter me.
While I'm not a master of many areas, I would consider myself a "jack of all trades." In other words, with a little planning and some YouTube "how-to" research, I'm fairly confident I could teach most things at a basic level. And at the elementary grade school level, most kids aren't after master classes; it's about exposure.
My ideas have been evolving, but I think I've settled on going into the school once a week at lunch time to run different extra-curicular clubs. I had wanted to do two or three things on different days and run them all year, but I think that might be over-reaching myself. So instead I'll run 6-8 week long programs, changing it up about 5 times over the year.
I'll probably start with an outdoor sport, given the nice weather, then once winter arrives do a music program (choir, recorder, maybe rhythm), a visual art (yikes - that's going to take serious research because it isn't my area of expertise at all), then maybe as the students if there is something specific they'd like for the 4th session, then finish off with another outdoor sport.
***
But before September, comes summer, and I'm starting to think of ways to semi-structure the summer vacation. I want to encourage reading, perhaps via a sticker chart since it worked so well last summer. I also want the boys to pick a summer project to work on, something of their own choosing. And Colin, very much like myself, loves math and math worksheets (yes, I used to do them for fun as a kid!) so I'll probably get some workbooks for them to work through.
I'm not great with scheduling, so I will probably ask the boys when they would like to do their daily work: first thing after breakfast, or in the afternoon during naptime. Hopefully with their encouragement it will help me stick to something throughout the whole vacation, instead of starting strong and fading away halfway through.
And so currently, I'm starting to think toward September. Benjamin will start at the boys' school, which will give me three kids in school and just Juliette at home. I love many, many things about our school, but its one major short-coming is the lack of extra-curicular activities. With only 6 teachers, there just aren't the resources that bigger schools have to run all sorts of sports teams and special interest clubs and art programs.
Enter me.
While I'm not a master of many areas, I would consider myself a "jack of all trades." In other words, with a little planning and some YouTube "how-to" research, I'm fairly confident I could teach most things at a basic level. And at the elementary grade school level, most kids aren't after master classes; it's about exposure.
My ideas have been evolving, but I think I've settled on going into the school once a week at lunch time to run different extra-curicular clubs. I had wanted to do two or three things on different days and run them all year, but I think that might be over-reaching myself. So instead I'll run 6-8 week long programs, changing it up about 5 times over the year.
I'll probably start with an outdoor sport, given the nice weather, then once winter arrives do a music program (choir, recorder, maybe rhythm), a visual art (yikes - that's going to take serious research because it isn't my area of expertise at all), then maybe as the students if there is something specific they'd like for the 4th session, then finish off with another outdoor sport.
***
But before September, comes summer, and I'm starting to think of ways to semi-structure the summer vacation. I want to encourage reading, perhaps via a sticker chart since it worked so well last summer. I also want the boys to pick a summer project to work on, something of their own choosing. And Colin, very much like myself, loves math and math worksheets (yes, I used to do them for fun as a kid!) so I'll probably get some workbooks for them to work through.
I'm not great with scheduling, so I will probably ask the boys when they would like to do their daily work: first thing after breakfast, or in the afternoon during naptime. Hopefully with their encouragement it will help me stick to something throughout the whole vacation, instead of starting strong and fading away halfway through.
Monday, 6 May 2013
Lately
Remember that new fancy cleaning schedule that was going to make sure everything in the house was cleaned once a week? Well, it partially worked. Monday morning is vacuuming. And now, every Monday morning I vacuum. Unfortunately, that was the only the day actually stuck. But it's one more thing I'm regularly doing that I wasn't before. At this rate, I might have the other 5 days in place by this time next year...
***
The Beth Moore study of the book of James is coming to an end tomorrow. I love these studies. They are helping me bridge the gap between my love of reading commentaries on scripture and actually reading scripture. I have a hard time studying the scriptures on my own, because I love to hear all the history and background about it. That's why Beth Moore studies are awesome. My next goal is to read through the Book of Mormon as many times as I can in a month. (Okay, hopefully I can get through it even just once in a month.) I heard a challenge a couple weeks ago about a young man being told by his father to read through the Book of Mormon as many times in a month as he could, and then to write a one page essay on the Atonement of Jesus Christ based on what he'd read. So that's my goal.
***
Today I had a photography session with Juliette - Mommy and baby girl. I take lots of pictures of Juliette, but I'm never in any of them because I'm always behind the camera. She is growing so fast and I wanted to have some artistic shots of the two of us, mother and daughter. They are simply stunning. Here's my favourite, that will probably be mounted on a canvas and displayed in our living room:
***
Benjamin has started swim lessons. He is surprisingly much less crazy than I thought he would be. There are only three kids in his class, and they are the only class running at that time, so I think the peaceful atmosphere around him (the other two children are girls) helps in keeping him calm. He is easily riled by people and things around him. Eye-opening for me; something to tuck into my parenting back pocket.
***
Colin is a real budding artist; no, really, this isn't just parent bragging. He is really good. He watched a film called "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" the other day, and asked James to pull up some images online. Then he proceeded to copy what he saw. (Not trace, just looking at the image and drawing it in pen on the page.) They are really, really good. In fact, they look like they've been traced. His perspective and scale are bang on. I told him that the next step is to try and make up some of his own characters using elements of the ones he's already drawn: one person's head, another's body, another's hair, etc. Sort of like creating a mii character on the wii. When I used that analogy (they love to create mii characters) it really seemed to click with him. This new love of art has made me want to start an art club as part of my involvement in their school next year. Actually, I just might try and institute something over the summer.
***
Speaking of summer, the summer weather is HERE! We've been outside non stop and I love it. Biking, gardening, digging, walking, playing...Canadian winters are far, far too long.
***
The Beth Moore study of the book of James is coming to an end tomorrow. I love these studies. They are helping me bridge the gap between my love of reading commentaries on scripture and actually reading scripture. I have a hard time studying the scriptures on my own, because I love to hear all the history and background about it. That's why Beth Moore studies are awesome. My next goal is to read through the Book of Mormon as many times as I can in a month. (Okay, hopefully I can get through it even just once in a month.) I heard a challenge a couple weeks ago about a young man being told by his father to read through the Book of Mormon as many times in a month as he could, and then to write a one page essay on the Atonement of Jesus Christ based on what he'd read. So that's my goal.
***
Today I had a photography session with Juliette - Mommy and baby girl. I take lots of pictures of Juliette, but I'm never in any of them because I'm always behind the camera. She is growing so fast and I wanted to have some artistic shots of the two of us, mother and daughter. They are simply stunning. Here's my favourite, that will probably be mounted on a canvas and displayed in our living room:
***
Benjamin has started swim lessons. He is surprisingly much less crazy than I thought he would be. There are only three kids in his class, and they are the only class running at that time, so I think the peaceful atmosphere around him (the other two children are girls) helps in keeping him calm. He is easily riled by people and things around him. Eye-opening for me; something to tuck into my parenting back pocket.
***
Colin is a real budding artist; no, really, this isn't just parent bragging. He is really good. He watched a film called "Diary of a Wimpy Kid" the other day, and asked James to pull up some images online. Then he proceeded to copy what he saw. (Not trace, just looking at the image and drawing it in pen on the page.) They are really, really good. In fact, they look like they've been traced. His perspective and scale are bang on. I told him that the next step is to try and make up some of his own characters using elements of the ones he's already drawn: one person's head, another's body, another's hair, etc. Sort of like creating a mii character on the wii. When I used that analogy (they love to create mii characters) it really seemed to click with him. This new love of art has made me want to start an art club as part of my involvement in their school next year. Actually, I just might try and institute something over the summer.
***
Speaking of summer, the summer weather is HERE! We've been outside non stop and I love it. Biking, gardening, digging, walking, playing...Canadian winters are far, far too long.
Friday, 3 May 2013
Digging
Winter is gone, and rolled right into summer. Must be Canada.
I am trying to salvage my little gardens. Two years of weeds and grass have infested every inch. No hope of strawberry perennials at all. Funny - the destruction part is my favourite. I love to dig and turn the earth and pull things out. Putting plants in and trying to tend and care for them...not so much. Even the harvest never has me as excited as the labour intensive work at the beginning of the season.
I'm also planning on digging up the other side of the yard, under the shade of our big maple trees. No grass has ever grown there, so instead I'm going to dig down and pile up some dirt and make it into a little boy's paradise. Benjamin loves his digger and dump trucks and I figure what's the point of trying to build and manage a sandbox when Mother Earth has all that dirt just waiting to be explored.
In the garden this year will be cherry tomatoes and green onions and...well, I'm not sure. A cucumber plant or two, maybe. I've never had much luck with anything else. I love fresh herbs, but when I grew them in the back garden I never thought of going out there to grab some to use for cooking. I'd really love to get something to go on the deck. I saw some cute rain gutter herb gardens that someone mounted on their side of the house, which might be an option.
Dig dig dig. I've still got four more garden areas to go, so time to lather on the sunscreen and head out again!
I am trying to salvage my little gardens. Two years of weeds and grass have infested every inch. No hope of strawberry perennials at all. Funny - the destruction part is my favourite. I love to dig and turn the earth and pull things out. Putting plants in and trying to tend and care for them...not so much. Even the harvest never has me as excited as the labour intensive work at the beginning of the season.
I'm also planning on digging up the other side of the yard, under the shade of our big maple trees. No grass has ever grown there, so instead I'm going to dig down and pile up some dirt and make it into a little boy's paradise. Benjamin loves his digger and dump trucks and I figure what's the point of trying to build and manage a sandbox when Mother Earth has all that dirt just waiting to be explored.
In the garden this year will be cherry tomatoes and green onions and...well, I'm not sure. A cucumber plant or two, maybe. I've never had much luck with anything else. I love fresh herbs, but when I grew them in the back garden I never thought of going out there to grab some to use for cooking. I'd really love to get something to go on the deck. I saw some cute rain gutter herb gardens that someone mounted on their side of the house, which might be an option.
Dig dig dig. I've still got four more garden areas to go, so time to lather on the sunscreen and head out again!
Thursday, 2 May 2013
Benjaminuggets
Ben: On my walk today I saw so many worms!
Me: Did you see any big, daddy worms?
Ben: Yes, I saw a huge daddy worm! And I saw a Benjamin worm.
***
Ben: When I grow up, I'm going to be a Daddy. And when Daddy was little, he was a Benjamin.
Me: Did you see any big, daddy worms?
Ben: Yes, I saw a huge daddy worm! And I saw a Benjamin worm.
***
Ben: When I grow up, I'm going to be a Daddy. And when Daddy was little, he was a Benjamin.
Wednesday, 1 May 2013
Simple Living - postscript
Wow - that post yesterday was a lot easier and more positive than I expected.
It was easier because I feel like I know what I want. I'm not as pulled in different directions as I once used to feel, when I was battling my love of film and cities and excitement with my love of mothering and peace and country living. I seem to write the same things and think of the same ideas when I ask myself what I want.
It was more positive because some of the excerpts in the book I was reading cautioned against writing down "society's answer" or trying to imitate someone else's simple life rather than pursuing my own version of what that means. This paragraph was particularly poignant:
"If no one else were watching, if no one else would give you approval or disagree, and if you never had t explain what you were doing to a parent, a friend, or someone at your 25th high school reunion, what would it look like?"
As I thought about that, I realized that I have shed all longings and desires to please or conform to society. I am comfortable with who I am and the things I pursue, and the reasons for which I run after them. This journey to a more simple life will likely not be life-altering for me, just a bit more of a course correction on a path I'm already walking.
It was easier because I feel like I know what I want. I'm not as pulled in different directions as I once used to feel, when I was battling my love of film and cities and excitement with my love of mothering and peace and country living. I seem to write the same things and think of the same ideas when I ask myself what I want.
It was more positive because some of the excerpts in the book I was reading cautioned against writing down "society's answer" or trying to imitate someone else's simple life rather than pursuing my own version of what that means. This paragraph was particularly poignant:
"If no one else were watching, if no one else would give you approval or disagree, and if you never had t explain what you were doing to a parent, a friend, or someone at your 25th high school reunion, what would it look like?"
As I thought about that, I realized that I have shed all longings and desires to please or conform to society. I am comfortable with who I am and the things I pursue, and the reasons for which I run after them. This journey to a more simple life will likely not be life-altering for me, just a bit more of a course correction on a path I'm already walking.
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