Who's idea was that?? Oh right mine :( It started off great we had a wonderful stall in a beautiful place. The air was filled with the scent of the tall cedars that surrounded us in every direction. The wildlife that Nevaeh had a chance to actually see for the very first time. The dinner that was cooked over an open flame, the real flushing toilets with soap and a sink. Like I said it was wonderful.
Until it grew cold and it was time for us to go to bed. Then the tears began to flow, I think mine was mixed in the whole break down. Once we finally had the babies settled Corey and I squeezed our selves in between each babe desperately trying not wake them. We covered partial parts of our bodies, being sure the kids were warm and had enough coverage. And settled in for a long, cold, & sleepless night of being kicked and smacked by a sleeping two year old that has no idea she is suppose to sleep with her head on the pillow & not her feet.
Then to be woken up by a strange bird that squawked like something I have never heard before, along with a wet baby, who's diaper sifted during the night. And was now sleeping in wet p.j's and was cold. Yep the night was not as relaxing and as fun as I thought it was going to be.
The morning came with me crawling into Nevaeh's playpen, we made a tent out of it and read stories. She talked to me, and talked back like I knew exactly what she was saying. When the rest of the tent started stirring we decided to head outside to play. Breakfast was delicious, again made over a open flame! He learnt from the best camp fire cooker (him mom).
Oh camping... maybe we will try it again when it warms up.
(Cheese)
("really mom?!")
On a sad note, my thoughts are with the mother who lost her little girl at the hands of someone she loved and trusted. As a mother I truly feel for any mom who has lost a child. You never really actually think something so traumatic could happen to you. Hug your babies, tell them you love them, read to them, let them pick the story, take lots of pictures of them, make them laugh, pick them up and dance, play peek a boo, sing to them, then do it all again. These are the times you will remember, and so will they. They don't need things, they need love, discipline, they need us to teach them, guide them, they need us to have expectations, rules. They need us to do our best, if you can honestly say you, as a parent is or have done everything you can to be the best parent you can be, then that is all they can ask for. No one said it was going to be easy, no one said it would be all fun and games. We all know we will face some of our worst fears, we will cross a path we had no idea we were strong enough to cross. We will have to make decisions you never thought you would ever have to make. But you will get through it one step at a time, one decision after another. And in between the hard times their will be smiles, and laughter. You will have great times filled with memories you will talk about forever. All in all make the best of each day you are lucky enough to have. I know I am. I am very thankful for this blog, being able to write it has provided me to think long and hard about life, family, love.
~M
xo
p.s. Here is a photo I assure you will make it into a sideshow one day that will make my girls cringe!
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