Wednesday, 15 April 2020

Dear Elias - you're three!

I'm writing this tonight, after spending the day celebrating your third birthday, in complete denial! How on earth is my baby boy three already?! It really isn't possible! These three years have literally zoomed past, and yet at the same time, memories of your rather dramatic arrival in the world, those early days of me tearily trying to keep you awake for just one feed, and holding that teeny-tiny body feel light years away.

Long gone is that tiny, frail little fighter, and in his place a cheeky charmer of a boy who loves people, being constantly entertained and story after story after story...!

You were genuinely thrilled with your presents this morning. Buzz Lightyear, a couple of Potato Heads (anyone guess the favourite film??) and a mole... that one is an in-joke, but you were thrilled to finally have your own "real" mole... and your siblings were delighted to have you tell your hourly "mole" story with an actual mole to hand. (Anyone who knows our Elias... ask him about his mole and he'll doubtless tell you the whole story!)

We had a quiet day... not dissimilar to any other rolling day of lockdown... one day looks very similar to the next, but we had a fun morning eating waffles and playing in the sunshine, and then went for a walk after your nap. You delighted yourself with the opportunity to be out in the great outdoors again (a lap around our local park) and grabbed sticks, flowers and leaves as we went, chatting away! You have coped so well with this whole situation, thriving on the constant companionship of your siblings, most of all your "best friend" big brother, and telling everyone who walks past our window "I can't come to your house, cos some people have got Cona Viyus". We all chuckle under our breath and you beam and wave and carry on being jolly.

This evening, around a tea of classy fish fingers, chips and peas (your choice!), and a last minute whipped up Paw Patrol birthday cake, we all sat down and shared the things we love about our Elias. You sat on my lap, lapping up the praise, beaming at your siblings and taking it all in. We love your storytelling, your singing, your little chattery voice and the ray of sunshine that you are. You're everybody's friend, and everyone's favourite book buddy... and you're a little joker too. You know exactly how to make us laugh, and we love you for it.

And then we spent time praying for you... thanking God for the gift that you are, and for the richness you bring to our family... for his protection of you when you entered the world, and the way he has cared for you since. And we prayed on, that you would grow spiritually healthy and strong, just as that tiny little premie body has grown physically big and strong. It was precious time together at the end of a lovely day!

Wir haben Dich so lieb unser Li-Li!

Mama und Papa xx und "die Kinder"
(Elias has recently started referring to his siblings as "the children"... usually in the context of "Mama, the children won't let me play with them!")

Friday, 27 March 2020

Wisdom from a Two Year Old // Where to Find Peace in the Chaos

I braved our local Sainsbury's on Wednesday for the first time since we'd come out of isolation... it was strange to see the reality that others had been talking about for a week. Empty shelves, shoppers dancing around each other, trying to maintain 2 metres distance, any cough from anywhere in the shop drawing suspicious looks, and an eerie quiet. No one stopping to chat. Everyone just trying to get out of there as quickly as possible.

It felt so sad. And wrong. And broken. What is this world we find ourselves in? This new normal that would have been utterly inconceivable when the midnight clock welcomed in the year 2020? Was that really only a few weeks ago?

Wednesday, 4 March 2020

Dear Heidi - You're Seven!


Dear Schnucki,

Seven years old... its beyond belief! I remember so clearly the moment they shouted "its a girl!" and being so thrilled for us, for Ava, for you! Two little girls who were going to be the best of friends... and I'm so genuinely thankful that that is the daily reality for you two at the moment. You have your moments of bickering, of winding each other up... but you absolutely love each other to bits too and are the very best of friends, living your lives in the imaginative world of "fairlyland", obsessed with all things Narnia and Harry Potter, and still sharing a bed every night. I love your bond, and I hope it always stays that way!

For your birthday, yesterday, Ava had the idea that we should throw a little surprise party... so after you got home from church group, unbeknownst to you, your grandparents, "best grown up friend" (RJ!!) and bestie and her family were hiding out in the back room... your face when you walked through that door was so precious, all your nearest and dearest wanting to wish our Heidi-girl a very special 7th birthday. We knew you'd love the surprise!

Thursday, 2 January 2020

Just Pause // A Word for the Year...

As the children get older, I feel like life speeds up. I know when the girls were small, before the days of school runs and extra curricular activities, I used to feel like life was busy... now I look back on those days with a (probably slightly rose-tinted) sense of longing... my boys toddler years feel like they were lived in fast forward mode in comparison with the girls, and whereas it was much simpler to shut down shop in "the old days" of preschool, I feel much more pulled in multiple directions these days.

Friday, 27 December 2019

A Merry Little Christmas!

It's been a busy, but a merry, little Christmas... and though its been marked by a constant flow of people, somehow it has felt like a break as well, The usual routines are gone... there are later mornings (sort of... our boys are early risers... so by later mornings I mean we aren't rushing out of the house at half-past-eight!), slower starts, less "must-do's" and somehow I always find this time of year good for the soul. On so many levels...

Sunday, 15 September 2019

And Off He Goes... // Our Jonas Starts School!

I was sitting at the dining table this morning, laptop out, getting some work done, when my mind went wistfully again to this little space. I can't tell you how I miss it, and yet how the backlog of events and things to record feels slightly overwhelming. I need to write up birthday parties and holidays, back to school feasts and school starters... I know I don't need to record these things for other people, but over the years this spot has become my online diary, a place to display all my photographs and record the details... and while my favourite posts to write are the every day ones, I don't want to miss the big events either.

So I'll lay the parties and holidays to one side for now, and focus on this one instead...

My biggest boy started school!

Thursday, 22 August 2019

Dear Ava - You're Eight!

Dear Ava M,

The day you have long awaited has finally come - one of the challenges of being August born is all your friends hit the milestone long before you do! You are eight - EIGHT! Eight years since we became parents, eight years since we started this huge adventure of being Mama and Papa to you and all your little siblings. We are so thankful for you every day, and we truly do love being your Mama and Papa!

This year has felt like a milestone in so many ways... little steps of independence have begun and its fascinating and exciting to watch you adapt and change. Long gone is the little cheeky, smiley faced girl with golden ringlets and in her place and growing and maturing little lady with opinions and interests and a fun-loving, adventurous, loyal and trustworthy character.