little rock
well i am here in little rock. on my own with three little boys . it's a little daunting on many levels. not the least is just the physical exertion. the baby is almost three, however he is still a baby and likes to be picked up and carried. he also is an imp and likes to see nanny run.
on my way down the time between flights was very short. i ended up running the length of the montreal airport and chicago o'hare. i sprained my knee. it is possible. my friend who is a nurse told me so.
it hurts and is weak. i have reinjured it twice trying to run after the baby. he just laughs and laughs. today it was raining very hard, so we decided to make a trip to the library. we got caught in a torrential downpour. after paying a king's ransom in library fines, we were ready to head for home.
not the baby. he decided it would be a real joke to hide from nanny and his brothers in the book shelves. everytime i catch a glimpse of him he'd be gone again. finally a kind hearted gentleman helped me corner him. i managed to haul him out to the car , he was asleep before i could fasten his seatbelt . what an imp.
we've been sleeping together. his parents believe in the "attatchment" theory of parenting. he has never slept alone. at one point the large king size bed had 5 people in it plus a dog and cat. the two older boys have moved into their own room and the dog sleeps on the chair.
so it's me and the baby in the big bed. and he likes to cuddle. he also likes to feel a boob ,(no doubt left over from his nursing days) it's a little disarming to wake up being groped by a persistant 3 year old!
the two older boys are very self sufficient. they go to bed on their own. they have a story time and say a beautiful prayer their mother taught them. it goes like this:
Angel Blessing
Angels bless, and
angels keep
angels guard me
while i sleep
Bless my heart
and bless my home
Bless my spirit
as i roam
Guide and guard me
through the night
And wake me
with the morning light
Amen
isn't that so lovely? the middle child whispered it to me last night. i filled up. it was said with such quiet ernestness
their mother has prepared them well for this time away from her. she has taught them that their parents are watching over them always even when they are not here in the flesh.
i hope i can honour their trust..
well i am here in little rock. on my own with three little boys . it's a little daunting on many levels. not the least is just the physical exertion. the baby is almost three, however he is still a baby and likes to be picked up and carried. he also is an imp and likes to see nanny run.
on my way down the time between flights was very short. i ended up running the length of the montreal airport and chicago o'hare. i sprained my knee. it is possible. my friend who is a nurse told me so.
it hurts and is weak. i have reinjured it twice trying to run after the baby. he just laughs and laughs. today it was raining very hard, so we decided to make a trip to the library. we got caught in a torrential downpour. after paying a king's ransom in library fines, we were ready to head for home.
not the baby. he decided it would be a real joke to hide from nanny and his brothers in the book shelves. everytime i catch a glimpse of him he'd be gone again. finally a kind hearted gentleman helped me corner him. i managed to haul him out to the car , he was asleep before i could fasten his seatbelt . what an imp.
we've been sleeping together. his parents believe in the "attatchment" theory of parenting. he has never slept alone. at one point the large king size bed had 5 people in it plus a dog and cat. the two older boys have moved into their own room and the dog sleeps on the chair.
so it's me and the baby in the big bed. and he likes to cuddle. he also likes to feel a boob ,(no doubt left over from his nursing days) it's a little disarming to wake up being groped by a persistant 3 year old!
the two older boys are very self sufficient. they go to bed on their own. they have a story time and say a beautiful prayer their mother taught them. it goes like this:
Angel Blessing
Angels bless, and
angels keep
angels guard me
while i sleep
Bless my heart
and bless my home
Bless my spirit
as i roam
Guide and guard me
through the night
And wake me
with the morning light
Amen
isn't that so lovely? the middle child whispered it to me last night. i filled up. it was said with such quiet ernestness
their mother has prepared them well for this time away from her. she has taught them that their parents are watching over them always even when they are not here in the flesh.
i hope i can honour their trust..
2 Comments:
How beautiful those boys sound. Your heart must be filled to overflowing with love for them. Enjoy every moment until Kyran comes home, Marilee, and then come and play with us, okay?
Being a Grandma has to be the best ever! How lucky those children are to have you for their Grandma. Enjoy. Hope to see you when you get here.
xoxoxoxo
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