Tuesday, July 1, 2014
I got home at 12:53am this evening.
I rode my bike tonight and felt like a kid again.
When I rolled up my driveway, my emotions overtook me. I cried. I sat on my driveway and cried.
I sometimes wonder just how thankful you can be and how much you can try to show your appreciation for all the blessings in life.
For walks with your kids. Barbecues with the ones you love. Healthy family. Bike rides and gab sessions with the best of friends. Trust. Respect. Fun. Hilarity.
I hope I never forget the way this feels. The summer air blowing through our hair while we whip through the streets. Wet from the sprinkling rain. Beyonce tunes in our heads from the dance party we just had. (adult, all ladies dance parties are so cool)
The view of our gorgeous city. I never thought I'd be here. This happy. Content.
Thank you thank you thank you... times one million.
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
Without a doubt, having children has been the best move of our married life so far. And taking that even further, I feel so lucky that we were able to give Pavel a sibling - his little bro.
Pavel and Sasha genuinely like each other right now. They laugh together - whether it's Pavel rolling around a cup, or Sasha eating a tomato and saying "ewe" on repeat (and then throwing it in my wine glass), I hear lots of little boy giggles around here.
Pavel is always aware of Sasha - where he is, what he needs and makes sure he's included in what's going on.
Anytime Pavel is not home, the first thing out of Sasha's mouth when I see him is "Pab? Pabel? Where's Pab?" He loves his big bro.
|New kicks while mom's away|
And yes they wrestle, Sasha is learning to tame his aggression with a tickle instead of a "punch" (Who taught him that word and action please and thanks??) and they get mad at each other. All normal stuff.
We do our best not to compare and say things like "Well, look how much your brother has eaten? Soon Sasha will be taller than you!" Although, clearly those words have come out of my mouth before. I just don't want them to compete with each other - other people, sure. A little healthy competition is good for motivation, but not with each other.
Our favourite game to play together right now is tag - more specifically, turtle tag. Mommy and Sasha are a team (I carry Sash), and we run all over the house playing this fun game Pavel learned at gymnastics. The boys love to be scared - like hide and jump out at them scared and Sasha always says "Again mommy. Again"
At Pavel's ball hockey last weekend, Sasha was the loudest cheerleader in the stands "Go go go Pab! Go Pab Go!" Well, what do you know? Pavel scored right off the hop and also got himself a nice little assist right after. Way to go Pavel! After the game Sasha ran out onto the field and they gave each other a huge hug.
It's nearly 9pm. I took the boys swimming after dinner, so it is a late night. Sasha has been in his bed for nearly an hour, but won't stop playing with this train that makes noises. Pavel, on the other hand, has been listening to Sasha and giggling uncontrollably every time he hears a toot toot!
I have a four year old and a one year old. Not for long as Sasha's birthday is at the end of July. I'm going to miss four and one. Four and two is different and soon enough, five and two will have to be the new norm. Life is slowly getting easier.
I love it and I hate it.
A shout out to my little man who never stops talking. We def thought with one chatty Cathy (Pavel), the other boy would be a quiet little one not being able to get an word in edgewise. We were wrong. They both talk. Non-stop.
Sasha is speaking in full sentences
"I want a yogurt mommy. Strawberry one please"
"You guys see that? See that?" - When he does his tricks of course
" Pabel? I come too Pabel!"
"I do it mommy. I do it!"
He also can count to ten. I was so amazed the first time he did this a few weeks ago, I ran out of my room in shock. I have to give Christina props for all the teaching she's been doing with the boys while we are at work.
|A flashback - Sasha still in my tummy!|
|Christina takes them on great adventures while we are at work|
|A snack at the golf course on a sunny summer night.|
Saturday, April 26, 2014
A healthy life. Isn't that we all say we want? I actually bet that most of really do want that, but it's not easy.
It's inconvenient. It's hard work. It takes planning. It takes motivation. It takes a lack of a sugary sweet anything addiction.
The first year of Sasha's life is quite foggy to me (what in the heck did we do for Easter last year? Can someone please remind me of where we did the egg hunt??), but I do remember a lot of time spent driving in the car and waiting in drive-thrus.
Why don't they have healthy food drive-thrus? Please food creator people out there.. help a young family out! We don't want to eat crap all of the time, but we also don't want to get out of our cars and wake young grumpy babies who rarely sleep. See the dilemma here?
So. Back on track - having a healthy lifestyle has weighed heavily on me... forever. But really since we've had children, and even more so now with Sheldon's dad's sudden passing last year.
I really want my children to grow up with fitness being a part of who we are. I want it to be something we look forward to. Something we do as a family.
Well.. shout out to the one and only OP then, who introduced us to the Royal Glenora Club. I wasn't interested in joining there, ever really, until I went. It's not fancy. It needs a serious renovation. But wow, has it changed our lives.
To say we love it is an understatement. We swim as a family once or twice a week, minimum. We have family dinners on the pool patio afterward with friends. I have started taking tennis lessons and am obsessed. Sheldon too, has started an exercise regime again and is into the tennis as well. No more waking up on the weekends, wondering what we should do to "get out of the house".
Some Saturday nights are spent on dates, at the club playing tennis, followed by dinner and drinks after.
What's that? Exercise for a date night? It just wasn't in our family's vocabulary before.
I'm so thankful that we have access to the RGC. To the lifestyle that for the last five months, we have learned to embrace and love. For the addiction to hitting the sweet spot, watching Pavel in his own tennis classes laughing and having fun (while I ride the bike, I might add). Sash man kicking his feet so hard in the pool and jumping in the deep end to mommy.
To the new friends and spending more quality time with our "old" friends. To the friendly faces to encourage us to come back everyday, multiple times a day.
A little gem in the centre of the city. Keeping this family fit.
*I have to mention the child care set-up. I so wish we were able to access the club when Sasha was brand new! You are able to leave your children in the child care area for four hours - and LEAVE the building. That's right moms without child care. Get groceries. Get your hair done. Hell, have a nap. You deserve it.
"Mom. Can I marry you mom? Can a boy marry his mom?"
Two day ago Pavel asked me about my rings on my left hand. I explained to him what it meant to find someone who you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. Who you loved very much and just couldn't stand the thought of not seeing them every day.
"Mom. I want to marry you mom. I'm going to go to New York City and buy you a diamond ring, okay mom?"
Well hey, I can't argue with that.
Today he asked me if he was allowed to marry me and how we was supposed to save money for the ring.
I'm telling you ladies, this guys is a catch. His saving is starting early for your sparkler!
"I think mom. I'll just stay with you forever. And maybe travel every once and a while. And then come and sleep at home in my bed or yours."
I love you son. My sweet four year old boy who won't stop growing, who acts 12 in a second and then he's my baby again in another. For now, you are mine all mine.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
It's really hard for me to believe that only a year ago little Sasha was still a non-bottle taking, non-sleeping well treat. We were in our Ambleside home, and I would have just wrapped up on the Home Show take one.
I'm sure most of us do it, but I always love looking back and saying "I can't believe it's been a year already.." Thinking about how fast it has come and how much has changed - or not.
Sasha, you do sleep better, and you will drink milk, but you are still a little handful! Take two of the Home Show has already wrapped and now we have this completely different home = life.
I've said this recently the last few days and I don't really like how it sounds, but I'll say it here.
I'm finding that I'm loving Pavel more and more and more each day. Not that I ever loved him less than full, it's just we are having so much fun and really clicking again.
We have our bond back that may have had to be put on hold while Sasha and I got aquatinted and sorted. Pavel and I have time to go and swim and eat and play while Sasha is napping. We laugh, a lot. Pavel never stops talking, so we also talk a lot to each other. (A lot about jails? pirates, ninjas, and how "good" he is at hockey and golf)
With Pavel, there is always a way around a roadblock to get what he really wants. He knows that if he's had fries recently, if I ask him what he wants for dinner, he won't get fries again, for example. He's able to dance around, changing words, thinking of ways to spin fries as healthy (mom, I'll just have potatoes for dinner please. Maybe we can cook them in the oven and put salt on them with dip?) He's nearly outsmarted me a number of times, I know it won't be long before the boys are secretly cheering when I'm not quick enough to fall for their traps.
"Family! I have an announcement." Pavel exclaimed one morning before we were off to work, "I just went for a pee and my dinky got stuck in my pants and I peed all over my pants, so I'm thinking I need new pants to wear."
Just a regular morning with boys I think.
|Only Oilers game shot before the phone died!|
|Little painter at Stella's party. Wasn't too sure at first..|
I think the best part of life right now is watching the two boys play together. Pavel is just so patient. We are constantly asking him just to help us do whatever we can to keep Sasha happy. I know it's not fair, but soon, when Sasha understands his behaviour more, then we'll stop with these asks.
Nonetheless, Pavel does it. He loves to make his brother laugh. He's started wrestling with Sasha. Gentle, because Pavel is a gentle boy.. where as Sasha gives the double hand shoves and punches (oh great, just great)*. They laugh a lot. Their game they play lately is that Sasha loves when Pavel takes his arm and runs with him. Sasha's mini legs can't keep up, so he ends up being dragged all around the house. I yell to stop, but they giggle and laugh all throughout the house.
*We have actually taught Sasha to tickle when he wants to hit. It's working quite well. I winds up to punch and catches himself.. tickle tickle tickle!
Pavel really is the older brother. He especially wants to tell Sasha when he is bad and give him a time out. (I try not to allow this of course) I've seen Pavel take Sasha by the arm and say "Time out Sasha! No hitting!" Sasha goes along happily.. "OH Tay" Sasha says and then goes and stands in the corner with a big smile on his face. He loves time out. Great, just great.
|Sasha only eats off everyone else's plates|
I remember one of the things I was most sad about leaving the old house was the hallway in between our two bedrooms upstairs. I was going to miss watching Pavel run back and forth and back and forth. There was maybe only room for 7 steps for him to run and 3 for me? It wasn't a long runway, but we loved playing there.
Well, I certainly didn't realize the gem of this house - our extra long hallway that is a constant source for entertainment.
I send Pavel down that hall when he needs to run off energy. I give piggyback rides at full speed (Don't tell Cameron's daddy she gets the rides too, we only do it when daddy isn't around.. it's kind of dangerous!) and then dump them on the couches. We play a lot of sports in that hall too.
|Pavel took Sasha as his Show and Share. Sasha was loving the attention. Pavel and I laughed at all Sasha's tricks.|
|Sasha is ready for school.|
|Made his bed.. allowance is on the line! (Don't judge those curtains!! lol)|
|Pavel and his bestie Harper on a movie date! Lego movie!|
And now as the warmer weather is finally upon us, we can't wait to be outside.
|These are never great pics, but they are us.. in the moment!|
I need to give Sasha a shout out. Chatty Cathy number two. Non-stop talking.
"Oh Man! Mama, don't!"
He loves books and always wants a book read to him, especially CAT. The most worn out book we have.
Always please and thank you, even when you don't prompt him.
He loves to be outside, and always wants to put his coat and boots on. Ride around in the little red car.
Such a snuggle bug. And a beast at the same time.
He loves routine and doesn't like anything new.
Loves to dance, loves the song HAPPY!!!, and Elmo and Thomas.
Always climbing. Loves to jump up on the benches behind the couch and throw himself over. Preferably loves to roll off and thump to the ground.
|Sasha needs a haircut!|
|Puddle jumping day.|
|Sasha has to eat where Pavel eats.|
|Having breakfast with Baby|
Monday, February 3, 2014
|A holiday season of lots of parties! Festival of Tress with my friend Jenn|
|Look out Pinterest Princesses! I'm basically a hostessing genius.|
|Boston Lobster Bake!|
|Pav loves when I send pictures like this..|
|Spent the first week of December in Boston. Getting a little luck at Harvard!|
|We MAY have snuck into a classroom. We were high on chalk dust!|
|Here is Sash and his favourite holiday friend - NO MAN!!|
|Our party animal ready for the Snowflake Gala with his date Cameron.|
|Family Shot. Great night with the Allards!|
|This picture about sums up the love that bursts from my heart lately.|
|Watch out. The first annual 'hood early Christmas dinner party produced plenty o blackmail pics!|
|Thanks to Olivia and the Milroys.. we had our very own sleigh ride down Candy Cane Lane!|
|Uncle Wanye provided some pretty sweet gifts for the boys..|
|Uncle Jason may get Coolest Uncle Ever award. Skating with the Oil.|
|Christmas Eve! Mommy got to host BT with Ryan.. and the boys!|
|I love Christmas!|
|Oh man... the Pietrzykowski's came to party! 17 ppl slept over that night! So fun|
|New Year's Even Limo ride? Say what? We live near some pretty sweet party planners!|
|First sledding adventure.|
And just because.. my little one: