My challenge for March has been posted, and I thought I’d take a minute to write a bit of a blog post about it too. For those of you who aren’t aware, my challenge this year is a journal challenge. I’ve wanted to create a scrapbook about me for some time now. But generally when I sit down to work on a layout I let my photographs speak for themselves, and it’s almost always about the kid. So it really is a challenge for me to sit down and write a little something about ME. It’s important though, and so I’m writing about me FOR Lily-Ann.
Each month I’ll provide a journal prompt, so if you’d like to take the challenge along with me, you’ll have a book of your own finished after the year is over. This month I scrapped a page about how the girl and I share a love of My Little Ponies.
Feel like checking out the challenge? They’re all listed at: https://td365.wordpress.com/the-challenge-2012/ And each and every month during 2012 there will be another prompt added to the list.
So this image may seem like an odd choice on a day like today, when we are asked to be mindful of all the lives not fully realized yet fully loved. But today I had the chance to sit down and begin a new friendship, with a doula named Crystal. She is collaborating with me on the rebirth of Pure Greenius, which I’m taking from a quarterly publication to a combination of quarterly and weekly schedules. It was a much needed step away from my every day, and always a treat to get to know someone who turns out to be very much like yourself (heck, we’re almost the same height even – and at my stature, that doesn’t happen very often).
For all of you with little ones to cherish, hold them tight tonight. We are the blessed. My own family has been touched by pregnancy loss on many occasions and through multiple generations. So I know, very truly, how much of a blessing I’ve been given with my own strong, smart, healthy, vital, amazing little girl.
Please take a moment before going to bed, to light a candle and remember the lives not realized, the promises broken before being fulfilled. Then plant a kiss on the forehead of someone you love.
Night all. Take care of each other.
In the last two days I’ve had five strangers, after seeing our tires, tell me how lucky I am, in one form or another. Lucky, an angel watching over me, charmed…
It turns out now, that while the one tire blew, we were very close to having two blow outs. And the type of blow, the magnitude of it, it was amazing we didn’t end up in oncoming traffic and then in the opposing ditch.
So, we ended up with a very expensive trip to Wallyworld (chosen because it’s an easy to find chain in almost every town and small city, even when you have no idea where you are otherwise). Went in expecting to replace one tire, but had no choice but to replace two. Thankfully the fellows there were very keen to take care of us, and not only gave us a deal but rotated the tires so that the best ones were in the front – where I was told they will serve us best.
Here’s what’s left of the tire that blew.
On the dog show front (which is the whole reason we are in Yorkton) not much interesting to report. Ned has looked really good out there. 🙂
A big congrats to my friends Kandy and Barry though, they took a group first with their Beagle and a group second with their Cav. Two very well deserved wins. Wonderful people with wonderful dogs. 🙂
Oh! On the hotel front… everything got all sorted out. They moved us from one room to another while we were at the show, and it’s all good. So YAY! LOL
So, I’m tired. Good night. 😀
On our way out of my parents place, Lily-Ann showing Jewles where we were parked. I know photos like this may be boring to many… but seeing her from the back always blows my mind a little. Gone are the baby, and even toddler proportions. And when you aren’t distracted by her face, you just see it all the more clearly. She’s very much a little girl now. I don’t know when it happened, but it did.
Damon will sometimes put a diaper on the wee girlie before putting her pajamas on. As soon as he leaves the room she’ll strip down, take off the diaper, then put the pjs back on without it. She’ll then look at me and explain how her Daddy still thinks she’s a baby. Lily will then hand me the diaper and say “I don’t need this”. But, the next time her dad gets her ready for bed, she’ll let him put the diaper on again… and wait until he leaves the room to take it off.
Seriously… could I have a more sweet, more wonderful little girl? Sure. She has her moods too. She’s awfully headstrong and determined (remind you of anyone?)… but she cares a whole lot about those around her. Makes me feel awfully awfully lucky. 🙂