A Protective Hand

We were taking a walk through the park this morning and I thought it would be good for baby to stretch her legs. She’s been ill for over a week now and just starting to recover, she definitely needed a bit of fresh air.

Little Miss A was happily skipping ahead and taking in her surroundings, as befitting her character. The rest of us were strolling along behind.

The path we were on was relatively safe and after we took her out of the pram, we let baby walk completely by herself. She loved it!

A few minutes later Miss C, our little mother hen was by her side and holding her hand. She was so patient with her as she was guiding her along.

It was only after I suggested that we let baby walk unaided again for a few minutes that I noticed a change in Miss C. She suddenly became anxious.

Off baby GG went, happy as anything but the first time she looked even slightly unsteady, our eldest was there holding her hand. We reassured Miss C that the baby would be ok and asked her to let go again but it only lasted for another two seconds and she was back by her side. She kept saying things like, “oh, she’s going fast”, and “I just don’t want her to fall!”

We kept asking her to step back, explaining that that’s how babies learn. She kept jumping towards her and grabbing hold of her.

It was a side to her that we’d never really seen before. We know she loves her and we know she is caring but this was real protection. This was a genuine fear of her sister hurting herself and, while we mostly don’t like seeing our children worry, something about this struck a chord.

It was a tiny glimpse into what kind of big sister she is going to be in the future.

Protective, loving, possibly a little worried. A kind and caring role model and friend.

And for all their bickering and falling out, I do know that when it comes down to it, she’s the same kind of protective sister for little Miss A as well.

I truly hope that it lasts for always. That the sisterly bond and fierce love follows them through their lives.

Today was about not falling over and bruising a knee. I hope they will all carry on through life protecting each others hearts in the same way.

One minute more

I nursed you and you fell asleep
Nestled in my arms, not making a peep
I pictured your bed in the room next door,
But I held you, for just one minute more

When you were sick and feeling low
You asked me to carry you, gentle and slow
We walked upstairs to your bedroom door,
But I held you, for just one minute more

On days when I’m busy with lots to do
You often ask me to play with you
I should always try to get down on the floor,
And be with you, for just one minute more

When bedtime looms and we’re tidying up
When tiredness hits and we’re all fed up
I promise I’ll try to stay calm and sure
And chat with you, for just one minute more

On days when the house is just falling apart
And the big list of jobs is ready to start
I need to remember as you implore
To be patient with you, for just one minute more

For you are growing in front of my eyes
Times with babies and children just flies
I’ll cherish these times when you’re two, three and four
And hold onto you, for just one minute more

For no matter what happens, I want you to know
You’ll always be loved, despite how much you grow
And there is no problem on earth, I am sure
That we cannot sort with just one minute more

So please just remember, my beautiful child
The joy that you give me, the way that I smile
For you will remain in my heart evermore
As I cuddle you now, for just one minute more

Capturing the moment

I was on Facebook last night and I saw one of those posts that ask you to ‘share the 9th picture in your camera roll’, and out of sheer curiosity, I found mine.

It was a picture taken yesterday morning of our Miss C. The picture summed her up completely, in one shot.

She was sitting in front of the Christmas tree in her new onesie reading one of her new books. It made me stop and think as I looked at it.

We sometimes take for granted these children and where they are. We’re with them every single day and their interests and talents are our normal. We barely notice the changes, the ‘new’ because it’s a gradual process but when I looked at the picture I realised how much I wanted to celebrate where she is right now and write it down.

This time last year she wasn’t reading little novels by herself, in fact it was around last January that we started reading them aloud to the girls, a chapter a night. This time next year she will have changed again so as we begin to say goodbye to 2019 I just want to capture my three babies right now, right where they are.

It would be fair to say that Miss C is somewhat of a bookworm. She often takes herself off somewhere quiet and reads. She reads aloud to herself and sometimes to her younger sisters but these last few months she has also started silent reading in her head.

New books as presents for her is always a winner.

She also loves to write. Her writing is one of her passions. She writes stories, plays, songs, and fills notebooks with her creative ideas regularly.

Miss C does still play with her dolls and her toys, her imagination is one of the things that makes her who she is and most of the time there is a narrative, and plots and characters. These sometimes run so detailed that it’s hard to pull her out of them and consequently we have houses and tea parties and shows set up in her bedroom for days.

She is enrolled in a dance school and has so far done three shows/showcases with them which she absolutely loved!

She is so creative and her ideas are wonderful. She constantly amazes us with what she comes up with.

But mostly, Miss C is a very kind girl. There is a kind of natural maternal instinct there which makes her instantly attracted to younger children, particularly babies and toddlers and she has a lot of patience and time for our baby GG.

She is sweet and calm and it is never really her first choice to engage in noisy or physical play, but she does from time to time with her sisters or cousins.

I would definitely say that our Miss C is caring and creative. Those two words sum her up perfectly.

I then wondered what the first picture in my camera roll of little Miss A (on her own) was, and when I found it, that also was a typically perfect picture of her.

It was on a family walk from four days ago and she was wearing her all-in-one waterproof and fully embracing the wet and the cold.

That’s the thing about her, the elements don’t bother her, they never have. She loves being outside, in any weather.

Little Miss A is adventurous, fun and extremely independent and although she can be shy from time to time when surrounded by lots of people, in other situations she is still fearless.

She enjoys being able to do things for herself, including her new accomplishment of washing her own hair. Little Miss A takes pride in mastering new skills and only asks for help when she’s in a particularly cuddly or affectionate mood.

She likes to be physically active, goes to a gymnastics class and can usually be found doing forward rolls and handstands in the living room at least once a day.

She, like her big sister is very creative but in different ways. She likes to make models and pictures using things from her craft box. She can easily spend hours sitting at the table engrossed in her latest creation and really works hard down to the finest little detail.

She is very loving and gives the best hugs with her arms wrapped tightly around our necks.

Little Miss A is adventurous and pretty awesome really. That’s the way we would describe her.

Finally, we come to our gorgeous little baby GG. A pure and absolute joy!

Honestly, the most recent picture of her is from last night, when she woke up and I brought her downstairs and she fell back asleep on me. She is the most cuddly little baby and such a mummy’s girl. She has also slept on me and in our bed much more than the older two ever did! Maybe it’s because I know she’s the last one and I know they’re not babies for long. But I’m enjoying her so much.

That’s not the picture I’m going to share. It’s beautiful but doesn’t sum her up. I’m going to use one from boxing day when we were visiting family and she got one of her new toys. I just want to try and capture the complete and utter happiness she brings us.

Our baby is at that adorable toddler stage where her language is starting to develop and we have a lot of cute ‘uh ohs’ when she drops things and ‘quack quacks’ and ‘all gone’ and sweet names for her sisters etc. She also regularly hugs toys close to her chest with an accompanying ‘ahhh’ noise, so sweet.

Little traits of personality are creeping through daily and she is a playful and happy little baba.

She will sit with you and build with blocks and do jigsaws but she’s happiest when she’s being chased or when she’s chasing someone else. Her laugh is infectious and her squeals of delight just heart warming.

She’s our bundle of curiosity and although her inquisitive nature makes her exhausting at times, we’re laughing more and have bigger smiles, just because she’s here.

Baby GG, our gorgeous and giggly girl.

Who knows what this next year and next decade will bring. I know there will be changes and I know there will be highs and lows. But right now, this is where we are.

We have three girls, aged six, five and one. This is who they are at the moment and I just wanted to mark it down so we’ll remember in years to come.

Happy new year to everyone from the five of us!

Thank you for reading. Xxx

And then there were five…

This is the first post I have written in around ten months. Lots of things have happened to our family recently, some good, some bad, some heartbreaking, but I’ve decided to write a post about the most positive one; the birth of our third baby girl!

Yes, our Miss C and little Miss A are now the proud big sisters of our little baby GG.

We are now a family of five.

We have suddenly been thrown back into the world of nappies, night feeds and prams. We have rattles and baby toys in the house again and have just bought a new high chair.

A way of life that we haven’t seen in four years is back, and yet, more familiar than we thought.

It all just becomes second nature again really, even though it has been a while. You forget how little they are when they’re first born, that’s for sure, but everything else isn’t that foreign at all.

The one thing that’s different this time around is the fact that this baby has two very helpful, very interested and very affectionate older sisters. A five-year-old and a four-year-old who just adore her and find everything about her fascinating.
(we do have to reign them in at times, I think they forget she’s not a doll, but for the most part they’re great with her).

I know little Miss A had an older sister when she was born but at eighteen-months-old, Miss C wasn’t really aware what was happening and she didn’t interact with her as much, other than to occasionally stroke her face and say ‘baba’.

This time it’s different. This time has been a great learning experience for them, from the pregnancy and when we first told them, the scan pictures and baby kicks, from the feeding, the cuddles and baby cries to now, sharing their lives with a beautiful five-month-old sister who is learning and changing every day.

I also now have a different favourite sound and it’s baby laughter. Not just any baby laughter, but the kind of giggles that you hear when you’re not even in the room and you know that it’s her older sisters making her laugh. It’s beautiful to hear!

And now we’re just on the cusp of the weaning process which Miss C and Miss A are very excited about. They’re already talking about who will sit next to her at the table and who will feed her. Which finger foods of theirs they’ll be able to share with her etc and I’m as excited for them as much as I am for baba. (though I do also realise each mealtime is going to take twice as long to clean up once we get going!)

We are walking with a pram again which is great, going out with a girl holding on to each side is lovely. Also, great for storing coats and bookbags when it’s time for school run!

Night times are still hit and miss. Baby GG has her first tooth now and there are definitely more on the way. This doesn’t make for uninterrupted nights, however, I am reminding myself that she is only very small, nearly six-months-old and for the amount of time she does sleep through for her age, we really can’t complain. Plus I’m back to that stage of sitting up in bed with her and feeding her in the middle of the night when everyone else is sleeping and feeling like it’s the two of us against the world. As if me and my baby are the only people awake and it’s me that she’s looking to for comfort. These days can be so tiring yet comfortingly beautiful.

We feel like Baby GG is a little miracle and such a lovely blessing in our lives, especially after everything that happened to us last year. I, for one, am certainly not taking her for granted.

So now begins the next phase in our family. Now begins a life with three children and even more stuff to remember each time we leave the house. And I’ll hopefully, even with less time, be able to share our adventures on here.

In the meantime, our noisy home is louder, our bedtimes are later, our list of jobs is bigger than ever, and we feel like we’re richer than we’ve ever been before!

Welcome to the world, our beautiful baby girl. I’m sure your two sisters are already filling it with sunshine.

Five things I’ve learned since becoming a mummy

Last month, our eldest daughter turned five! We have been parents for five whole years. I can honestly say, it has been the biggest learning curve of my life.

I’m not sure anybody is ever completely prepared for parenthood. Even people with actual qualifications and years of childcare experience, like me!

Having your own is on another level!

So I began thinking about what I have learned so far. I believe I am still learning and don’t think that I will ever stop. None of us are experts and I don’t know any parent who doesn’t want the best for their children. But there are certain things that really stand out in my head when I think about it and I have chosen some of them for this post.

So here they are: five things I have learnt since becoming a mummy.

1. Children are human and allowed to feel feelings

Before having children I had such a different mindset about children ‘feeling’. I cringe now at how completely naive I was and how wrong I had it.

I obviously knew that babies would feel tired, hungry, hot, cold etc. Physically uncomfortable feelings were expected, weren’t they?

But it’s what happened as my girls got older that I wasn’t expecting. It’s what they taught me that changed my understanding.

I no longer think that a screaming two-year-old is just going through the ‘terrible twos’. I no longer feel uncomfortable when a small child is crying. More than that, I have come to see them as individual human beings rather than just putting them under the ‘children’ umbrella.

Now I understand that it must be so frustrating for a child to want to share their feelings with their parents and to want to ask for help without actually being able to verbalise what’s wrong. Even more so when they’re reprimanded for it.

Feelings of anger, frustration, fear, excitement, feelings that are natural to us are also perfectly normal for a child to feel. Only difference is that we understand them and know how to deal with them.

When my children are crying, and I mean genuinely crying, there is usually a very good reason. Even though it can be exhausting and frustrating, these children are people and deserve our respect. When something is wrong in their little lives it’s up to me as their mummy (and my husband as their daddy) to try and fix it for them.

I don’t always get it right, sometimes they can be so annoying (honestly!) but I know now not to just dismiss them each time and know better than to just try my best to stop the noise.

Whatever they’re feeling, at this age, the display is usually tears. But they’re not always for the same reason. Asking them to stop the tears isn’t enough, we have to find out how best to help them and in time, they’ll understand their own feelings better.

2. It’s ok for them to be bored

I used to think that you had to occupy a child every minute of the day with something. Either a game or an activity, even taking them to places.

While all those things can be fun and do still happen, there are times when we haven’t had time to get something planned for them and that is ok.

When my girls are waiting for me or wondering what to do, sometimes the best ideas and the best games are born from those in-between times.

I’ve heard them complain about not knowing what to play, gone to sort something out for them and come back to witness an amazing game between the two of them. Similarly, when I’m in the middle of housework or jobs that need doing, they may complain about wanting to play with me but it usually doesn’t last long, they will find something by themselves.

When there’s nothing to do, their imagination takes over. They’re more likely to actually look for inspiration if myself or my husband aren’t there to provide it. And it’s also good for them to not have constant stimulation, their brains sometimes need time to unwind.

When my girls are occupied they have been known to stay that way (either by themselves or with each other) for an extended amount of time.

Occasionally their games involve running up and down the hall or jumping on the beds; guess boredom doesn’t automatically mean ‘quiet’.

3. Outdoors is great for everything

I do love being outside. Nature is something that really speaks to me and I love being surrounded by it. We used to sit in the garden with Miss C when she was a baby and loved it.

(I remember being not quite so relaxed once she started crawling but we soon got over it)

As the girls have grown older I’ve realised how easy and lovely it is on the days when they just want to be outside. Eating, messy play, water play are so much better in the garden. There’s less mess in the house (which is always a bonus!) and the children aren’t as restricted in what they can do.

Plus, it’s always nice to feel the grass underneath your bare feet.

The problem we have here is the weather. Miss A especially likes to be outside and she’s not put off by a bit of rain or wind. I know it’s good for them to get fresh air but when I have to go outside with her on the not-so-warm days, well, let’s be honest, sometimes I’d rather not. But when we do get nice, dry days and the girls spend hours just playing outside it’s great!

They get exercise, sunshine (sometimes) fresh air and can be as messy as they like. If they get in the bath with dirty knees, dirty feet and a smile, we know it’s been a good day.

4. Our idea of mess is sometimes an amazing game

There have been so many times when I’ve walked into a room and found toys absolutely everywhere. The girls will be playing in a corner with one little thing surrounded by a disaster.

Sometimes it is just that boxes have been tipped out and they’ve got everything out to look for one thing.

Other times, however, it’s part of their game.

I often hear the girls in their play as I’m approaching the room they’re in and it was through doing this a few times that I discovered that what looks like mess to me, is sometimes a lovely game.

Yes it may mean that the duvets have been pulled off the bed to make picnic blankets and the plastic food from the kitchen is everywhere. It may mean there is a trail of toys across the floor of the landing that is actually part of the pirates’ treasure. It may mean much more mess than I would actually like to see in my own home and more often than not, it will get tidied away.

The difference now though is that the tidying isn’t immediate.

If they’re in the middle of a game, I have to force myself to let them carry on and just ignore the fact that my previously tidy living room is covered in brightly coloured chaos.

More often than not, the girls will help me put things away if asked, and when they don’t, they don’t. But it’s the timing of it that’s changed with me now and I’m careful not to charge in somewhere, demanding that they ‘tidy up this mess!’ before working out if they’re still in the middle of chasing fairies, swimming under the sea or mountaineering.

5. They are capable of much more than I sometimes give them credit for

This one is really all about trust. Not to mention my own ‘control’ issues. My husband is much better at encouraging independence than I am. He is more of a risk taker anyway and you can see it filtering through in the way he brings up our children.

I’m much better than I used to be and it’s because we have the girls.

They are more competent than I give them credit for and more capable. We just have to let them show us.

I’m not talking about everyday things such as independent eating or dressing. (although sometimes I still need extra patience, even for that) I’m talking about them helping us with our everyday things such as cooking or completing jobs.

It’s about letting them try things and sometimes making mistakes. About letting them understand safety and learning how to do certain things on their own. (or at least let them think they’re on their own)

If they know they are trusted it encourages them to trust us back. And believe me, I don’t always find it easy. Sometimes I’d like to hold them tightly and never let go but then, how will they ever learn?

So even when I know things will get messy, even when a simple thing is going to take twice as long with them helping, I sometimes have to force myself to relax and let it happen.

Not only is my husband helping me with this, but the girls are too. They are strong, independent children and proving to me more and more that they are very capable.

And that means they’re proving to me that they actually can be trusted. A lesson I feel is just as important for me as it is for them.

……….

I have discussed this post with my husband a few times and I thought it might be a good idea to ask him what he has learned since becoming a father. He wrote a little something down after thinking about it for a while and the following words are his own:

“People that surround them are their role models. If we are on edge or panicky, they too will be. If we are calm, collected and act like we know what to do, they will be calm, collected and feel in control. If we dance like crazy people in the living room, so will our mini human beings. If we eat everything on our plates they will have a good go and not be afraid to, either.

The way we are contributes to the people they are becoming. Hopefully trying to get them to be the best they can be will bring out the best in me.”

Little Hands 

Little hands playing hard, grasping, grabbing and turning 

Little hands exploring things, practicing and learning 

Little hands that do things that maybe they shouldn’t do

Ripping and drawing, messing up, learning like me and you

Little hands holding mine, gripping with such affection 

Little hands trusting me, strengthening our connection 

Little hands getting dirty, investigating outside 

Little hands getting stronger, letting children expand their minds

Little hands creating, covered up with paint and glue

Little hands imagining and designing something new 

Little hands gripping, pulling little bodies up high

Little hands giving confidence, just as if they could reach the sky

Little hands eating, taking food up to mouths so small 

Little hands working to allow bodies to grow up tall

Little hands loving, gently holding precious things 

Little hands looking after and enjoying what new life brings 

Little hands lying still, all cosy in their bed

Little hands so quiet and calm, resting by a little head 

Little hands that one day won’t be so very small

Little hands that grow and change, right in front of us all

Little hands that I treasure, holding on while I have the chance

Little hands that swing and twirl, sharing in another dance 

Little hands and little hearts, children that I adore 

Little hands and little smiles 

Little girls that make my heart soar

Birthday Girl

My darling little Miss A. I’ve just been in to look at you, sleeping so peacefully on the eve of your third birthday. I look at your little face and realise your babyness has gone. Before me lies a girl, not even a toddler but a little girl. With a leaner body and longer limbs. One who absolutely bounced into our lives with as much energy as she lives her life with now.

I think your sister, our little Miss C, eased us into parenthood quite nicely. A good sleeper, regular three-hourly feeds, as chilled out a baby as you could ever meet really. Then you came along and we had to be alert. I think we could recognise the mischief in you from the beginning.

You’re a daring, fun, infectious little character that literally makes us laugh every single day. Ok, so you don’t like sleep as much as your sister, even now, and you are so cheeky and cute, I think you know you get away with a lot just by flashing us that smile.
But you are also very caring and generous, we love to see how much you love your sister and how much affection you have for your family.

You keep us on our toes, that’s definitely true. Sometimes spending time with you is like a physical workout. You’re impulsive, creative, messy and love to be outdoors and in a way, you’re quite independent. But when you’re in a rare cuddly mood I secretly love it, because you still fit perfectly onto my knee and give the most delicious hugs.
I’m excited for tomorrow, because I know how excited you are. You’ve been asking for days and days if you’re ‘sree’ yet and tomorrow, you finally are!
I hope we can make your day as exciting as you are. I hope we shower you with laughter as you do us and I hope we keep up with your energy levels.

Most of all, I hope your day is filled with sunshine, because our lives have been, ever since you arrived three years ago.
You have brightened up our world, baby girl. And when we were worried about loving a second child with the same fierceness we experienced with our first, well, we needn’t have been. You brought extra love with you and when we first looked into those eyes we knew we had fallen again.

To our little whirlwind on her third birthday, we wish you a wonderful day with as much fun and laughter as you deserve.

Happy birthday, Miss A!
We love you more than you’ll ever know.