Another holiday behind us, but this one was a little different… we and by we I mean Emilie, did actually get some reading done. In fact she was so engrossed, we worried that she was a little anti-social. I know I know, worried when they do, worried when they don’t! When the mountains roared gave my little girl so much to think about and be grateful for. The perfect story to move an animal lover anywhere. Dare I say – this may have even changed her perspective on some things? A mom can dream!
This last month has been so insane, to a point where I felt like someone was going to jump out and be like “Ha! We got you – smile for the camera”. No such luck yet though – but the jury is still out, so it could be still coming. As a family we have been to see our Dr 7 times in the month of June. I like the number 7, but going to the Dr that many times is a little draining. Okay very draining! What I didn’t mention when I wrote the post about Motherhood kicking my ass, was that although I was really struggling – I did have help.
Support.
A village.
Introducing a potential husband to a girls father is no small feat, as many of you will know. There’s a lot of tension, expectations, and of course, there’s intent. I was especially nervous because my father, a biker, car extraordinaire, and a particularly difficult man has never been short of the wrong thing to say. Their first meeting didn’t go completely as planned. A love for cars, however, albeit differences of opinions about favourites and which are the best, bridged the gap, the generational gap between them. It even laid the foundation, for a beautiful relationship.
Be a good parent they say. It sounds easy enough right? Sigh! I’m having a “woe is me” day – where I feel like a failed parent. (Again!) I have those days – I’m sure you do too. Where all I can do is say prayers for my child. I realised that she is insecure about one of her features, something that she, has somewhere between the start of her school career, and now, become aware of. This awareness that she has is basically that this feature isn’t like everyone else’s. Initially mommy instincts? March down to the school and just bring down the house! Who told her that she wasn’t like everyone else? Even so, who made her believe that this was a bad thing?
Several months ago – the unthinkable happened to us. We found out that Emilie had been bullied at school. When we had found out, it was already going on for quite a while and Emilie was exploding with emotions that at the time, she didn’t know how to cope with. I was beside myself. I missed the signs. (more…)