I just want to start off by saying that I am fully aware that many people struggle with miscarriage as well as infertility. I am so incredibly grateful that I am able to conceive and on top of it all, naturally. I don’t share my story of miscarriage as a means of looking for sympathy. I share it in hopes to inspire and encourage others. When I was going through my miscarriage I looked at blog posts and Instagram pics for this same encouragement and sense of hope. It was a means of gaining understanding, not feeling alone but mostly feeling encouraged that there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Upon my searches I read many heartbreaking stories of woman who lost babies further along in their pregnancies as well as immediately after their baby’s birth. My heart literally broke for them and it still does. I can’t imagine how hard that would be. This might sound inappropriate, but if I had to have a miscarriage, I am happy that it occurred so early on in the pregnancy. Because as any woman who has been pregnant knows, each passing day, week and month you become more attached to that baby growing in you as your body begins to grow with it. The loss of a baby brought on many emotions and one of the hardest parts I found was the sense of loss related to the expectations, future plans, thoughts and daydreams, so I can’t begin to imagine the pain you would feel being further along. I hope that I don’t ever have to experience another. At the same token, I don’t want to minimize the loss that I did experience. The loss of any baby or child at any stage is awful. I can’t help but wonder what the gender was, what he or she looked like, when they would have been born, what they would have been like, etc. June 7, 2017 was our baby’s due date. And even though I am currently 22 weeks pregnant with my third baby, the ‘what would life have been like thoughts are always present.
A couple of weekends ago the weather was beautiful, sunny and Saturday ended up being a perfect fall day so we decided to take the trip to a local pumpkin farm. This isn’t something I had done when I was growing up but I knew that once I had kids of my own it was something I wanted to do with them. Continue reading
Before we had our daughter, my husband and I vowed that one day when we had kids we would be the couple who consistently prioritized and carved out time together alone. We valued and recognized the importance of spending time together by ourselves as a couple, one on one. In both our dating and married life we have always enjoyed finding new restaurants to dine at and travelling to new cities together. We knew we wanted this in our future, children or not and we vowed we would find a balance between it all. We saw some of our friends who had kids who we felt mastered this, taking time for themselves to go for romantic dinners, shipping their kids off to the grandparents to spend nights together alone and going on vacations solo. We would always comment to ourselves how nice that was and how it would be us! This mentality stuck in our heads during our entire pregnancy until July 28, 2015 happened and our little pumpkin entered the world.
When I made the decision to go back to work part time and to specifically take Fridays off, I decided to dedicate every Friday as “Family Fun Fridays”. That meant no working the day away cleaning, sewing, doing errands or being consumed by social media. My focus and priority, as it always is and should be, (but let’s be honest, life is busy and full of many different aspects), would be spending the Friday with my family. My hubby won’t be available on most Fridays as he will be working but right now he’s off for the summer and so the three of us are getting some quality time in. When he returns to work this fall, the Fridays will become the focus of a mommy and daughter day. My hope and plan is to organize some sort of activity each Friday to do with her. Whether it be a meal out, wandering the mall, going to do an activity or joining a mommy group, I want to make sure we always do something extra special and fun together on the Friday. If you read my post A Mother’s Promise, I had made a promise to myself to set aside time each week for a one on one mother and daughter day and I want to try my best to honour that with Family Fun Fridays. I figured I would share some of our Friday events on here on the following Monday if anyone is wanting to see what we were up to. I know sometimes it can be hard to think of an idea or activity to do, so I hope to inspire others who might be struggling to come up with their own. If you guys have ideas or things you like to do with your kids, comment below and let me know as I know I will need help coming up with some ideas in the future!
It’s no surprise that I love taking photos of Miss Lace, hence my love for Instagram! I’m sure many other moms can relate in that it seems like we are always the ones behind the camera snapping the shots and therefore are rarely in the photos ourselves. My hubby is a great sport and from time to time we will set aside a few minutes to get some mother and daughter photos in but if he’s behind the camera it means he’s not in our photos either! So it seems like there’s always someone “missing” from our shots.
Christmas has and always will be a special time of year for us to spend with family. I have always been someone who loves engaging in traditions and the Christmas season is a time of year that is filled with many for us. I can’t wait for Emsley to be a bit older so we can create new traditions with her and watch her as she anticipates this season. It feels like yesterday that we were sharing our exciting news with our families of being pregnant with our little “blueberry” exactly one year ago today. Crazy to think that it has been a whole year since we were discussing how different this Christmas would be having a little baby around and here we are now living it! Emsley brings us so much joy each and everyday but it’s on holidays and events like Christmas that we gather with family and are able to see the joy that she brings to everyone she encounters. There is nothing greater than being her parents and witnessing this!
I don’t ever really need an excuse to play dress up with my babe but the Christmas season does excite me as there is nothing cuter than seeing babies in dresses, frills and “Santa” apparel. I realize that Emsley is only going to be this little for so long and therefore I feel it’s important to not only enjoy dressing her (while she still lets me!) but also to capture all these special moments, as I am already seeing how fast time is passing since she made her arrival in this world.
Merry First Christmas baby girl!
Well, it’s been exactly one year ago today that I peed on a stick, only to see a positive symbol appear. I remember it like it was yesterday. After experiencing a very early miscarriage the month prior I had read online that many women who had experienced the same thing had become pregnant the month after. Normally I would be someone who was totally consumed with excitement and thoughts of the possibility of becoming pregnant that I would be counting down the days and hours until I could test (like I had been the month prior). However, in this case we had just moved into our new home not even a week prior and I was so busy with unpacking and decorating that the thoughts of pregnancy were far from my mind. We toasted with champagne to our new home the day we moved in and indulged in our favourite combo of cheese and red wine a few days later. My husband had left on the road for work that Monday and I was left alone in our new home for the workweek.