tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89716786187512047592024-02-18T18:40:13.863-08:00Lots of Spills and SunshineLoads of Love, Laughs and LifeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-87515207566139930782015-01-28T19:40:00.001-08:002015-01-28T19:40:15.760-08:00ExhaustedTys injections cost between 25,000 and 35,000 a year till he's 19. Waiting to hear if we get a compassionate grant .. Rylie has a book report due and she can't read.. Oliver is restless in class and Olivia's showing signs of having dyslexia as well... Tys braces, three other kids in glasses, ortho, wart removals and muffin baking.. Add in full time registered psychiatric nurse mum who doesn't get home till 1930 4 nights a week and I'm feeling impossible. Five breakfasts, lunches, suppers and 3 snacks times four kids by 0830 each day.. Laundry.. Puppy duty and cat loving... <div><br></div><div>I wouldn't change my life for a thing and I would add in reinforcements however I don't have them... So until that day magically arrives... I'll keep trudging and pleading to the karma peeps to send some breaks and if it doesn't happen I'll try and be appreciative Of the 6 hrs of sleep in a warm home each night. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-Uz_WdRRo2x6iMdgvvw75DlXWBfzqi7znPVLURmHMQ98WggVXmSo0LPuDzeWGZzh3lmrzXHxyeN5cvjEc8W5GCEB7CqNiy6XhpN4QkW1ubImAwyaL2D5rn3VR8RHmIyIGEI1P6rLYnw/s640/blogger-image-386741531.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi-Uz_WdRRo2x6iMdgvvw75DlXWBfzqi7znPVLURmHMQ98WggVXmSo0LPuDzeWGZzh3lmrzXHxyeN5cvjEc8W5GCEB7CqNiy6XhpN4QkW1ubImAwyaL2D5rn3VR8RHmIyIGEI1P6rLYnw/s640/blogger-image-386741531.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-27482229960763269142014-12-19T00:27:00.001-08:002014-12-19T00:27:43.594-08:00UghUgh <div>I've never been one to sugar coat cat crap.. I can take living room Instagram pics like everyone else but it's not real.. It's a figment of a moment I hope to display... what I strive for.. Because part of me thinks it matters.. But it doesn't...</div><div>What i actually have is a laundry room. Full of laundry and bedrooms full of beds that are slept in. </div><div>A maple syrup dripping fridge with expired lettuce and fresh beer that's real.</div><div>We pick up our new baby hazel tomorrow, I should probably pluck my eyebrows and God knows my legs need shaving... Nonetheless I'll pass out in gravol bliss arise to a gravol low and do it all again... Kids, dog, cats, nurse, kids, snack, Netflix, pass out... Bills you know the rest </div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-71933863250121647062014-11-28T23:25:00.001-08:002014-11-28T23:25:28.635-08:00Motherhood<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It has it's trials, it's triumphs and those days you're convinced not only the stars are stacked against you but so is the dishwasher... </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ty's been followed for years by specialists about his height and it's been a struggle; he's been bullied, he's cried, I feel frustrated I can't make it better. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Seeing the paediatric endocrinologist from children's hospital yesterday answered questions and left more unanswered. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Ty looked at her and said "please make me normal" ... As a mum it broke my heart.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The meds cost 20,000 a year and I'm so grateful I'm a nurse with benefits and a Canadian. What my plan won't cover the drug company will on a compassionate basis. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">He will need daily injections of hormones which I will administer till he's 19 and were awaiting lab and genetic testing to see if he also has celiac disease, or any other thyroid or pituitary abnormalities. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Rylie has two learning disabilities and anxiety and last year she went from not knowing her alphabet at 8 years of age and today she now knows her alphabet and 75 sight words!!! Her amazing progress gives me hope for Ty's journey. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Nothing in life comes without struggle except eating chocolate that is easy and lovely :) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Oliver and Olivia are growing tons! Olivia much quicker :) Oliver's awaiting his turn to loose teeth, Olivia's sketching all the time. They're a bundle if fun, double the trouble and double the joy. They're both happy to be out of kindergarten and into the big grade 1 :) </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Our family is awaiting the arrival of our sweet Hazel Butterscotch Noël on December 19th!! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Loosing our dog Louis a year ago has been hard and not one day has gone by that Olivia hasn't shed a tear or needed a hug and asked to look at pics of him. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Our lives are rich and full of laundry, endless never ending rarely folded who cares about sorting laundry... </span></div></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-80280789848771768662014-08-13T21:45:00.001-07:002014-08-13T21:48:55.803-07:00Rational vs irrationalConversing with those in ignorance is like talking to a styrofoam cup... all it's capable of holding is hot water. <div>Yet part of me thinks "they'll get it" "they'll employ empathy" "they'll see judgment and scorn" have no place. </div><div>I'm passionate about issues related to mental health and addictions and I have 0 tolerance for those who don't. </div><div>I'm at a phase where I'm trying to be tolerant and walk away from situations, conversations and articles that are cruel. </div><div>However it's hard, it's hard when what's being said is so negative and I have fact based knowledge.... to say nothing. </div><div>I was reminded tonight that it's not possible to have a rational conversation with those coming from an irrational belief. </div><div>At a base level life could appear to be simple when we have our basic needs met; food, housing, love. Sadly we don't all have that... Add in illness both mental and physical, socio economic concerns, addictions, abuse... Needless to say it's not very simple. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-26029164837242952092014-08-06T23:34:00.001-07:002014-08-06T23:37:18.713-07:00It's my birthday and my kids are campingIt's my birthday and my kids will be camping and I'm OK with it. It's the first time in 10 years I've had a birthday and not had ANY of my babies with me. <div><br></div><div>I'm not sad I'm happy! I'm happy because my kids are with their auntie and uncle and cousins camping on Miracle Beach, I'm happy because I'll be at work earning money to pay for activities, housing, food, clothes, braces, glasses and opportunities. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm OK being "alone" as society would like to peg it because I'm more than being a single mum, I'm more than being a nurse... I'm Chelsea! And spending an evening with me, moi, Chelsea is a good thing. </div><div><br></div><div>Too often we have a role either chosen for us, fallen into or what we think we are and the notion of being "alone" or engaging in self care is somehow selfish. News flash it's healthy, it's healthy to love oneself enough to be with oneself without guilt and prejudice. </div><div><br></div><div>Happy 32 to me:) </div><div>Incase your lacking inspiration spring like a 6 year old boy and pinch your butt cheeks and jump !!! Worst case scenario is a little belly flop rash! </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxc7aGhqHU3Cb4g1OLFPIlsFpquGWb56jWw9f-ZAZ6LPLuJxW678whjZbY5v2uRTOBQUOniSenQ_C_8DG7FQdyrpkLugtLOsP6Tm4pEoo6myKcf8B4zplBqPseb12d-XqlH1Z1weXZypw/s640/blogger-image--799564070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxc7aGhqHU3Cb4g1OLFPIlsFpquGWb56jWw9f-ZAZ6LPLuJxW678whjZbY5v2uRTOBQUOniSenQ_C_8DG7FQdyrpkLugtLOsP6Tm4pEoo6myKcf8B4zplBqPseb12d-XqlH1Z1weXZypw/s640/blogger-image--799564070.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-44218027986618630552014-07-25T22:04:00.001-07:002014-07-25T22:06:23.023-07:00Lots a bride never a bridesmaid!I'm going to be a bridesmaid!!!! <div>Milla is gorgeous, talented and an <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoR6FHNBnc21ldoGudfwxyK7sDnpyuvuwhZdNbjPdoLdaz2UIVtCbLSFWC7T5NPuElD7lXfJ7oHjjUGe-_7XrFPgPyhpOy12pv9vFBIyMTl6QyYvhhC_coAY0K4vfvDOA8_OaF1-4JbBI/s640/blogger-image-463960089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoR6FHNBnc21ldoGudfwxyK7sDnpyuvuwhZdNbjPdoLdaz2UIVtCbLSFWC7T5NPuElD7lXfJ7oHjjUGe-_7XrFPgPyhpOy12pv9vFBIyMTl6QyYvhhC_coAY0K4vfvDOA8_OaF1-4JbBI/s640/blogger-image-463960089.jpg"></a></div>amazing mum! </div><div>She also is a part of my heart for being the one with me when Oliver and Olivia were born. She cut their cords, she held them and kissed them before me... </div><div>I love you Milla and I'm so honoured to be with you on your special day! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Rzp8PUIQIb_-l4JRvSThBen5eVwaHFNgB-66Bdz3QIttJZMILlkQQOvlV8r8MThkHr8sAEorntWCOFheBg2QkOtXlydk65FvT7iWIJeyyfpA5VAmXzscnCof-INQf7wqpIPCRd7i33s/s640/blogger-image-233574326.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0Rzp8PUIQIb_-l4JRvSThBen5eVwaHFNgB-66Bdz3QIttJZMILlkQQOvlV8r8MThkHr8sAEorntWCOFheBg2QkOtXlydk65FvT7iWIJeyyfpA5VAmXzscnCof-INQf7wqpIPCRd7i33s/s640/blogger-image-233574326.jpg"></a></div>I can't think of a better human to break my bridesmaid virginity with!!! </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-43208731707205009082014-07-01T20:44:00.001-07:002014-07-01T20:45:27.658-07:00Feeling salty<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>I've come to the realization that I don't do crowds nor do I socialize well in large groups. I'm 100% fine with both however others are not! <div><br><div>Take for example: four children on my own Canada day celebrations= head count every 30 seconds, water bottle dispersment every 3 minutes, crowd control, planning where to go next, ignoring the not so lovelies out and about.... It's stressful </div><div>I'm ok with stress,I'm ok with working hard, I'm not too ok with others scorn for how they perceive me to be... That is what I'm working on. </div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Ytc2aGZh_XFKbpujpVgsN5_sIcz93aylayHhrHywFLL_761icbB_eaKKcL8dnLP90GDhU2yCW90ZLaMVU1Bdb3xlL_EW9_HU8M-XqoFR0fM3-bVXDQ4V5_abVslmqXbgQ4j1w5w21mE/s640/blogger-image--595511523.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Ytc2aGZh_XFKbpujpVgsN5_sIcz93aylayHhrHywFLL_761icbB_eaKKcL8dnLP90GDhU2yCW90ZLaMVU1Bdb3xlL_EW9_HU8M-XqoFR0fM3-bVXDQ4V5_abVslmqXbgQ4j1w5w21mE/s640/blogger-image--595511523.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-30762041217247408972014-05-18T19:51:00.001-07:002014-05-18T19:51:07.113-07:00NeighboursMoved into our homes days apart over 6 years ago and our kids have grown up together.., priceless ... I spent my childhood globe trotting and wouldn't change it for the world.. Mine have spent theirs stationary and I love it. <div>The twins were mere babes in play pens just 5 months old. Now they're free range chickens riding bikes, building forts and casting spells in the back yard. I wouldn't change a thing. </div><div>Our combined 7 kids come in and out of our homes all day sneaking freezies and colouring carpet with nail polish. </div><div>Alex, Ty, Raquel, Rylie, Oliver, Vanessa and Olivia's are the best of friends! They've successfully gone through bottles, diapers, potty training, missing cats, lost socks, swapped toys, sleepovers, and arguments. </div><div>These two are so priceless! </div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCWtX9tIKyvJNIuvgHV7XwwVx_pnQ-8Kw1z-0aIPEz06o6hz6uYlOplIXrdBWT4HrP4OSfoReJn3xRiNYzlD80WiB1ti2ZyYmSgwc_HDE8ezUyLCasP8xaIzoglKzmMuQhlseoPGijlRY/s640/blogger-image-584628570.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCWtX9tIKyvJNIuvgHV7XwwVx_pnQ-8Kw1z-0aIPEz06o6hz6uYlOplIXrdBWT4HrP4OSfoReJn3xRiNYzlD80WiB1ti2ZyYmSgwc_HDE8ezUyLCasP8xaIzoglKzmMuQhlseoPGijlRY/s640/blogger-image-584628570.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Beaches, snow forts,Halloween....</div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXqX9ORivQ8QwM_wyV_nXDSv1-d1DuK9UwYrC7TLx5jeLqG4xN-ZOatL4i3hLg6Ep6IBcet_stdgGzPfdUezDNbuJ0f8S0B6cvRKbQr7iPBhyj0zqYRaAla7sMIYl59xGlbEWUnFQcTVI/s640/blogger-image-1097678767.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXqX9ORivQ8QwM_wyV_nXDSv1-d1DuK9UwYrC7TLx5jeLqG4xN-ZOatL4i3hLg6Ep6IBcet_stdgGzPfdUezDNbuJ0f8S0B6cvRKbQr7iPBhyj0zqYRaAla7sMIYl59xGlbEWUnFQcTVI/s640/blogger-image-1097678767.jpg"></a></div>Hockey games, Christmas and chilling <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXTkv96sPUMbBo3y-JuT-yhrHw-KJg_j5mmesEIDRqW6eSCMdQ0Syio9v_nx8QY_29l2wJ8cxjceOkvmXlXo1uSNXjHEr-suJbpjqINLiyXeHfbXbBYpZRKr-0_NS7PapY5_6JkU7k7lg/s640/blogger-image-1616648749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXTkv96sPUMbBo3y-JuT-yhrHw-KJg_j5mmesEIDRqW6eSCMdQ0Syio9v_nx8QY_29l2wJ8cxjceOkvmXlXo1uSNXjHEr-suJbpjqINLiyXeHfbXbBYpZRKr-0_NS7PapY5_6JkU7k7lg/s640/blogger-image-1616648749.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-21565613135353146852014-03-31T22:30:00.001-07:002014-03-31T22:30:40.350-07:00Different strokes, flames, loveWe light up the fire and run from the flame..... <div>Music is lovely it sings to my soul...</div><div>I often find mysef nostalgic and sentimental past 2200.... </div><div>My Rylie's reading and in her first hunter/jumper show...</div><div>My Ty's cementing friendships and playing street hockey and helping me with his lazier siblings....</div><div>My Olivia's seeing clearly and eating cucumbers in bed...</div><div>My Oliver's adorable and working hard on flossing....</div><div> Ty, Oliver and Olivia begin studying Andy Warhol and Beatrix potter on Wednesday so excited!!! </div><div>Today is a day... </div><div>Tomorrow is tomorrow the only difference is a nights sleep and and a calendar sleep and what I choose to make of it </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>The kids are into different strokes on Netflix it's so cute i love it!!!! </div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOQsEi0xXWTi5S1t1x94c6IqLa1r0no-D_P6LZZQ7GrqmCYIZWD99Na8ZWLAhfyPfyqxRtXJxJYteO0a5UX9RnM5kmrMlVtXViZvO7fIRxYnYncuOUlWg2adM-0DwwUClSW75GXnlcyWE/s640/blogger-image--1594956292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOQsEi0xXWTi5S1t1x94c6IqLa1r0no-D_P6LZZQ7GrqmCYIZWD99Na8ZWLAhfyPfyqxRtXJxJYteO0a5UX9RnM5kmrMlVtXViZvO7fIRxYnYncuOUlWg2adM-0DwwUClSW75GXnlcyWE/s640/blogger-image--1594956292.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-85713187022862950122014-03-06T21:05:00.001-08:002014-03-06T21:05:05.473-08:00March 6 2012-2014<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh618A00NOEHb3ebza1Drhkhxui9hX6G36u_5O1LTX2VFUJpbHyovse3DrRuwsdP8Qly1_vSVhe0w4R8U9_Uj4-La83Dd3gslTTVK-l9vpFiTEL1If-CkpROStBY3eBUt7CZGT5h96oqgM/s640/blogger-image-1295155547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh618A00NOEHb3ebza1Drhkhxui9hX6G36u_5O1LTX2VFUJpbHyovse3DrRuwsdP8Qly1_vSVhe0w4R8U9_Uj4-La83Dd3gslTTVK-l9vpFiTEL1If-CkpROStBY3eBUt7CZGT5h96oqgM/s640/blogger-image-1295155547.jpg"></a></div>2 years ago 4 hours after this picture was taken and just shy of 46 minutes from right now I received the darkest news I could have ever imagined delivered to me by my sweet Rylie just 6 years old at the time. What happened in the following few hours were 911 calls, calling my three parents and crying deeper than imaginable. <div>What began in the wake of tragedy was our new beginning of course I wasn't able to see any light in that moment only dark. </div><div>I questioned humanity, the law, god, the universe and myself. </div><div>For the past few nights I've had horrible nightmares and couldn't figure out why. Today during my drive to work it clicked " today's March 6th!!" Today's the day my daughter finally was able to say what happened today's the day our lives changed. </div><div>2 years ago I was working 2 jobs and in nursing school full time and raising 4 kids on my own. Choosing between milk and yogurt, chicken or rice. Borrowing from Peter to pay Paul and pretty convinced I wasn't going to make it. </div><div>I did, I made it. My kids made it. We are stronger, happier, wiser and where we need to be. </div><div>A lot has happened a lot of amazing things. Rylie whose trauma prevented her from learning at school... Today she brought home amazing work from school, she's reading she's smiling she's growing, she's riding horses and truly god bless that horse he has given her more confidence and unconditional love than imagined. Dreamer will always be in my heart for the work he does with rylie and the best part he's just being a horse and she's just in love with him but together animals and confidence can heal. </div><div>Ty is happy and smart and intuitive, he loves taking the lead and feels a strong sense of protection for me. He is so kind and gifted and he makes me proud each day. He too has overcome horrible acts and he too is my hero. Since his birth he has been such a loveable little boy, so happy and content. He vacuums when he sees me frazzled, makes his bed and writes me notes. He too has a love for animals especially cats. </div><div>Oliver.. Oh Oliver how I love him. He makes us laugh each day he's bright like Ty and bless his heart can't remember more than one task :) he loves cuddles sleeping in his undies and his froggie stuffies. He does dance moves that will fill u with laughter and he has located every fruit snack hiding place in the house.</div><div>Sweet Olivia Lou.. She misses Louis and cries for him weekly. She wants to be a nurse like me and loves makeup. She has a daydreaming heart and wants to know why maple syrup is maple, why eggs are eggs and if she can make crepes. She drinks liquids super slow and always has. She has a teeny bum and most pants need extra elastic, she loves to layer her clothing and pack three stuffies to school each days. She prefers miracle whip to mayo and she's a doll with many strong opinions :) </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5beXZd_sh3yNtApJDCXaaisuI22siOuhM9LMEuj7JvLqJEk0rf1RTisMZvxgIk1UZW85XAbz0k_7lahrGdCUShIXvSRk9jHYHaSyZtTRvgItfNFgOqZz4I1d8QPsfDqMaMzw6lxqazRM/s640/blogger-image-1883709035.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5beXZd_sh3yNtApJDCXaaisuI22siOuhM9LMEuj7JvLqJEk0rf1RTisMZvxgIk1UZW85XAbz0k_7lahrGdCUShIXvSRk9jHYHaSyZtTRvgItfNFgOqZz4I1d8QPsfDqMaMzw6lxqazRM/s640/blogger-image-1883709035.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>This picture was taken 1 month post horror. I am exhausted at the point this pic was taken I averaged 4 hrs a night of sleep. I saved up to buy them Easter outfits and felt lost. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbv6d4q610nOENhaMS04AL2p00YHYKqyl5hOwXLxdvtp2j-LFVZJ9xVtTelvk_kaUi8WJuzmzZ5VFbh5zjtBBWCZaM3YFjQK8Zcu71wKr2MWcnbw6W9pQlkVtRT-QngtWMGK-0Nzyzouw/s640/blogger-image--1650997659.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbv6d4q610nOENhaMS04AL2p00YHYKqyl5hOwXLxdvtp2j-LFVZJ9xVtTelvk_kaUi8WJuzmzZ5VFbh5zjtBBWCZaM3YFjQK8Zcu71wKr2MWcnbw6W9pQlkVtRT-QngtWMGK-0Nzyzouw/s640/blogger-image--1650997659.jpg"></a></div>I successfully graduated nursing school and had a full time job before I wrote my exams... The light was coming, I could see past despair and started looking forward to our future. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhQewYu7Anmv0Hzg9nruXCRjDxg-kcS61G3A890hbsR-IPFZzNjpltR9gXJNmnKteAaZCR1c0LE2uKKdtBwFipoggIv8MnRTn0-DApe947i_JF6aLwHd3-WtZKH3q-UQLjpNhVLbqcdk/s640/blogger-image-168029663.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwhQewYu7Anmv0Hzg9nruXCRjDxg-kcS61G3A890hbsR-IPFZzNjpltR9gXJNmnKteAaZCR1c0LE2uKKdtBwFipoggIv8MnRTn0-DApe947i_JF6aLwHd3-WtZKH3q-UQLjpNhVLbqcdk/s640/blogger-image-168029663.jpg"></a></div>We started doing our special trips and will always continue to do it. I love this pic what u don't see is the 5 hrs a week of trauma therapy, burnt out mother and no way of paying bills. It's amazing how a picture can touch our hearts and yet we know so little about what's really going on. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZS5ujimmrEnN_U2MmcDzRjjEUrVYHT_TQEFDjUSz4AIifirmxoVGGOrF8W8HyZeXxUpqKrX7Z_ZK_eEh7RPvZ3FjyV2WBfwVlv630S4aqzSv3VdSgIj-nwJSaC35HcqEMGzSXN6dNVXs/s640/blogger-image-354690227.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZS5ujimmrEnN_U2MmcDzRjjEUrVYHT_TQEFDjUSz4AIifirmxoVGGOrF8W8HyZeXxUpqKrX7Z_ZK_eEh7RPvZ3FjyV2WBfwVlv630S4aqzSv3VdSgIj-nwJSaC35HcqEMGzSXN6dNVXs/s640/blogger-image-354690227.jpg"></a></div>Today is march 6 2014 it is no longer 2012 and we are stronger, happier and more in love with one another than ever before. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-56609647767729498652013-12-16T22:55:00.001-08:002013-12-16T23:02:41.452-08:00Often sometimesSometimes I think of life as I thought it "should" be often I wonder why do I think like that.....<div><br></div><div>Sometimes when it's 0300 and I'm on nurse/mum/Laundry /puke patrol I become overwhelmed that's its just me... Hauling mattresses into the tub to scrub.. </div><div><br></div><div>Often I'm happy and smiling that despite all odds and stats were happy and well. Often I think wow Chelsea your doing it. </div><div><br></div><div>Like that time we whisked off to Ucluelet I wore a hot mess of a Walmart masterpiece to hot tub in ( I forgot my swimsuit and Port Alberni had limited options) . Ty said " mum your still beautiful" despite leopard print misplaced hot shorts and a " top" that would make seagulls run. Like the time I worked late and picked up overtime to pay for doctor assessments. </div><div><br></div><div>Then there's sometimes when I think why? how? Can I do it? </div><div><br></div><div>Then I remember the often and I crawl into bed with one or more munchkins that have snuck in, I use the tip of the pillow and curl up in a hockey blanket and or heart fuzzy one depending on who has crashed my bed. </div><div><br></div><div>I wake up tackle lunches breakfast dressing brushing ( I could care less if they have tangles) matching socks are for .. Well not me. drop off kids head to work and bam :) </div><div><br></div><div>But despite it all, the lack of sleep the yearning for "alone time" I am blessed with four kids who are amazing people and they call me mum, they also yell and freak and hug and kiss. They are real little. Munchkins and I'm their mum and we all share five things in common: </div><div>Kisses </div><div>Love</div><div>The ability to yap your ear off</div><div>The love of learning</div><div>Cats!!! Cats are awesome and we will all testify to said fact! </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYtNZL8M8AHQ6ASt8h3p9bwrVplDvX-Vayn1K1CJtl0EVbnPBXXlspilRhVRciw4sWxBMFveCFK4Q0UlHlYtTSbjIhyphenhyphencJUZAx0LFm-e2sv74ayn4yfI6q7vkV4mnA31JYWLikOJvdg98I/s640/blogger-image--1467468591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYtNZL8M8AHQ6ASt8h3p9bwrVplDvX-Vayn1K1CJtl0EVbnPBXXlspilRhVRciw4sWxBMFveCFK4Q0UlHlYtTSbjIhyphenhyphencJUZAx0LFm-e2sv74ayn4yfI6q7vkV4mnA31JYWLikOJvdg98I/s640/blogger-image--1467468591.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfYbnFlpr0-KVXKd6iecnksXHb4_NzBWzG8xZwZucQTzvGhlv46lhSSTltEkUly4lQgi-vuOErDn4r5EkNFSDIlAGoKwWwfI0rANojzLT1fIkk42aCA8Q9VKc9aw3Q7Tcnx_vJgehMiU/s640/blogger-image-190358059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmfYbnFlpr0-KVXKd6iecnksXHb4_NzBWzG8xZwZucQTzvGhlv46lhSSTltEkUly4lQgi-vuOErDn4r5EkNFSDIlAGoKwWwfI0rANojzLT1fIkk42aCA8Q9VKc9aw3Q7Tcnx_vJgehMiU/s640/blogger-image-190358059.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMX7r4tnQXjsVZBdDbIWIUTVSGrcMw2tt9JY_VrSdqiLp5TkBlLnfPhmh2nwd1qAYavY7LGsAPLH2VK3gKf5HYpKy3x6Oz56_txPcU_JlT_la8EaABNneVYub_B76aT3UWpU4GKO5ZXos/s640/blogger-image--186249574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMX7r4tnQXjsVZBdDbIWIUTVSGrcMw2tt9JY_VrSdqiLp5TkBlLnfPhmh2nwd1qAYavY7LGsAPLH2VK3gKf5HYpKy3x6Oz56_txPcU_JlT_la8EaABNneVYub_B76aT3UWpU4GKO5ZXos/s640/blogger-image--186249574.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtiBMHyOcrW4IZvjYAATEMURj2LgTYRNiX71_9hkkB0PeIgaEGWT1ZfgOONiQ6DWfdL6fivuNxLb9nvxbyLD2_OxLNIuJu5JjfU6w7XpWRTbSNzCVRINpWBJ264ec9HClo1vL4fZPL5Yk/s640/blogger-image--687480858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtiBMHyOcrW4IZvjYAATEMURj2LgTYRNiX71_9hkkB0PeIgaEGWT1ZfgOONiQ6DWfdL6fivuNxLb9nvxbyLD2_OxLNIuJu5JjfU6w7XpWRTbSNzCVRINpWBJ264ec9HClo1vL4fZPL5Yk/s640/blogger-image--687480858.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgO0xg5OeVz4BO-WuQqXzpJiPWQjNBNkYouYQag9KxciTnUrXXr2I6rmgWyVJeqRZly_xciISPTMgjpPGby4Df7_nKBUYx5R32puGJPD3Cxavd3Z2FZFBk2vNZteD-6jUAbXovphSi488/s640/blogger-image-928216461.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgO0xg5OeVz4BO-WuQqXzpJiPWQjNBNkYouYQag9KxciTnUrXXr2I6rmgWyVJeqRZly_xciISPTMgjpPGby4Df7_nKBUYx5R32puGJPD3Cxavd3Z2FZFBk2vNZteD-6jUAbXovphSi488/s640/blogger-image-928216461.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-23173467021144905422013-11-12T23:05:00.001-08:002013-11-12T23:43:56.543-08:00Just lifeWe, We each have circumstances that make our lives unique. Uniquely tragic and uniquely beautiful. <div><br></div><div>The times we feel vulnerable make us human.</div><div><br></div><div>I feel vulnerable quite frequently. Actually all of the time. At work at play at love.</div><div><br></div><div>It's not easy trying to piece and demonstrate, that being strong and feeling weak is normal.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I'm grateful and appreciative for my drive and my family. I'm so needing our upcoming Uuculet getaway. Storm watching, hot tub, comfort food,cuddles and toques.</div><div><br></div><div>Missing our Louis....</div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixezsYijzCHG_8gW6bE18xmETW8eiToChg9fRuKJ1l21GzNY9ZDgkQrMiRfJfluJAQfFW_uhyU86VpZFZ5zYLsjBN0cKgVP6z776Isja9WX-Amv5Vl-yLaqdSP8tfFomWw9KStdbaPmK4/s640/blogger-image--242959509.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixezsYijzCHG_8gW6bE18xmETW8eiToChg9fRuKJ1l21GzNY9ZDgkQrMiRfJfluJAQfFW_uhyU86VpZFZ5zYLsjBN0cKgVP6z776Isja9WX-Amv5Vl-yLaqdSP8tfFomWw9KStdbaPmK4/s640/blogger-image--242959509.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-31888168945358601612013-09-22T00:11:00.001-07:002013-09-22T00:11:36.729-07:00My name is batty the logic is errattyIt's true I go batty for birthdays and make myself crazy prior to the event. This year for Rylies I was sick too :( <div><br></div><div>I ask myself and I've been asked... </div><div><br><div>So why do I spend days on the cake weeks planning the shin dig? I do it because there's four of them and one of me. Because I don't have the time in a day to give each of them every bit of attention they need. Between working full time and all that encompasses running a household of five I feel guilty. </div><div><br></div><div>I do it because I always have and they talk about their cakes year round they google ideas, draw pictures, discuss amongst each other what they should choose for their next theme. </div><div><br></div><div>I do it because its now tradition one I hope they bring to their own families one day. Even though they all reassure me they're not having kids :) </div><div><br></div><div>Rylies self esteem weighs heavy on my heart for many reasons and today seeing her with her bestie and her sister made me smile. She felt like a big shot and loved the attention. </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4DcG_0vdvGwunN71EJr7gkmbPj9aG_-7oh-BVQBZpiKsZzj2aCMLSO1byJKB4YafRcj3Kxwh0Z9Ufag1tqqz4UbusQr6OGnI4KNVX_topoEhCAZLA46kEoJ93jlHPE3HhO92t3oQ4a3I/s640/blogger-image-350929334.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4DcG_0vdvGwunN71EJr7gkmbPj9aG_-7oh-BVQBZpiKsZzj2aCMLSO1byJKB4YafRcj3Kxwh0Z9Ufag1tqqz4UbusQr6OGnI4KNVX_topoEhCAZLA46kEoJ93jlHPE3HhO92t3oQ4a3I/s640/blogger-image-350929334.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-58808814499992790302013-09-20T22:25:00.001-07:002013-09-20T22:36:07.704-07:00Ty's 9 Rylies 8 Oliver and Olivia are in K!!<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Well honestly August and September have been insane! Ty is 9, Rylie is 8, the twins are in K!!! The kids went to a garage sale up the street solo with the neighbours, I have had oodles of fun making lunches, my brakes ( on both vehicles) and tires have decided to go kaput! I'm having to switch my thinking from " why can't the other parent do what is right?!" To "no matter how tough ill figure it out and do what's right for my kids". Easier said than typed. </span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'm loving my new schedule weekends holidays and Wednesdays off its honestly like winning the jackpot for the kids and I.</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Thank you mum and dad and Jeff for all you do! The childcare, the suppers, the hugs, the texts, the flowers, the gift cards, the unconditional love and for truly being there for us. We couldn't do it without you! </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I think the NyQuil has set in! Tomorrow it's manicures lunch and a birthday bash for my favourite 8 yr old most beautiful Rylie Dawn Alwyn:) </span></div><div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_g3UUWMFJmF1IU6z6vYz5AtPMKPyNqFORSHmXV4JxeU52p6x5CSjd_uAIkqBrNO-Ep_eiKAz76wt4aT41HqEIJ3ZyKtatt-RQ-8jpAqj9AsK0UxjSRyyXoCo1NZzvCdjl5xeBhtowUy0/s640/blogger-image-1587091942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_g3UUWMFJmF1IU6z6vYz5AtPMKPyNqFORSHmXV4JxeU52p6x5CSjd_uAIkqBrNO-Ep_eiKAz76wt4aT41HqEIJ3ZyKtatt-RQ-8jpAqj9AsK0UxjSRyyXoCo1NZzvCdjl5xeBhtowUy0/s640/blogger-image-1587091942.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWHo2L-BE0FXPRfL2f7uC1VhiOEfS4TPlt_4jaR9hwn5AmMFC25dRp8saAde5RcgJC9eJSmIiCi9gpXTVUKv0F2ikntusYahkoo348vT23ob-rFWNsrfV2SRfuseisac-fvuLhKe1taw/s640/blogger-image--408494710.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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A week of water my parents kitchen and cousins bonding it was great! <div><br></div><div>Rylie and Adisyn became instant best friends and cried when they said till next time. Ty loved his uncle Brian and I would catch him touching Brian's arms it was very sweet. Livie and Mallory really hit it off the last day so wonderful for all the kids. </div><div><br></div><div>All the kids loved Trenton who wouldn't he's a great kid. I still remember when he was born :) </div><div><br></div><div>Flying off a tube and wearing a swim suit were both accomplishments even though my rear end flew past my sisters faces lol </div><div><br></div><div>We went to the RCMP musical and it was lovely. Canadian pride, singing our anthem with RCMP officers on their gorgeous horses and hearing Ty belt it out and seeing his Canadian pride was great. </div><div><br></div><div>Seeing rylie's excitement over horses brought the reality of family genes passing down. My birth dad has a love of horses and seeing rylie in heaven with them reminded me of him and of my grandmas stories of her riding her white horse to school in the snow. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm also tired of thinking that the other parent will kick in and support. It's apparently too much to ask and alas it's all on me financial dental medical cuddles and worries. </div><div><br></div><div>I turn 31 on Wednesday and in the past year I've realized I do freak flip and panic in crowds gatherings and get togetherness. It's hard for me. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm blessed despite the hard times and the constant worries I have four beautiful children who put up with my anxieties and moods. They love me and are great. </div><div><br></div><div>Oh and thank you for penicillin. Two girls have ear infections and Oliver's hangnail turned into cellulitis! </div><div><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEfyaAZukMHhfAilmM5D8280SvzZ9X5EiN1xDv03vHrvwD3kgTd4tQgxyDdyY5j_5QVBfytBpIpsqtK0AKVIAudxL3vbni8TGdqQoE7hUoD_dP7n1_tgq1lQcly9VSK20DeZXQ3cjS_0w/s640/blogger-image-1799494756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEfyaAZukMHhfAilmM5D8280SvzZ9X5EiN1xDv03vHrvwD3kgTd4tQgxyDdyY5j_5QVBfytBpIpsqtK0AKVIAudxL3vbni8TGdqQoE7hUoD_dP7n1_tgq1lQcly9VSK20DeZXQ3cjS_0w/s640/blogger-image-1799494756.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWfNCf0BiCrg2i3euiMLAk23PK3oOopsUwGcmA3UwLeydg9MCXGRPv1Rco7qkwjUgP_1CD1bpOKsBIlJICantne9I6MFhZHdIoCVrznkGShqHuelsFchfYsCLPVgvxo-t4v5XEYvB3Kc/s640/blogger-image-1042279959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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He standing right here! </div><div>To which I wanted to say : but you're ignorant and that's just a shame. </div><div><br></div><div>You should put him on steroids! ( lady at grocery store ) </div><div>why so he can be tall and dumb like you? </div><div><br></div><div>Ty has had a few kids at school say things like: he must have a disease he's so short. To which I marched into the principles office. </div><div><br></div><div>Seriously height is a measurement of what? How close you are to the dirt verses the sky? Does it make you more intelligent? NO does it make u kind? NO</div><div><br></div><div>Over the past three years Ty has had every test run ( because I wanted up make sure there was nothing going on that I wasn't aware of). Yesterday at his paediatricians this was the conversation:</div><div><br></div><div>Dr. Menard: Chelsea do you remember where and when Ty had the hand x ray and sweat test? </div><div>Chelsea: no lol</div><div>Ty: I do it was at the hospital they also drew my blood and the X-ray was at Madrona x ray! </div><div>Chelsea: good memory Ty!!</div><div>Dr. Menard: Ty I'm happy to report you grew an extra 2 centimetres last year and your growing at the same rate as the taller kids you're just more condensed!</div><div>TY: pulled a total Tom cruise jumped on his chair shook the doctors hand and said " sweeeeeet!" </div><div><br></div><div>As much as he handles the comments and replies " ya but my brains bigger" I know he secretly doesn't want the twins to creep past him in the height department. Seeing how happy he was over 2 centimetres puts things in perspective. 12 gruelling months to grow 2 little centimetres and he was thrilled! </div><div><br></div><div>Love u munchkin! </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKrpj7lHx27oUqfYAlorEUPPo5owX3uEsFf-r3002pwBPNIMqY7eAidcwYyHylmk4mD7cWUx56BFNhDdPojMjO112bbEuGC4BuHNWrGpOPhCKitcbQv7qK-RuO8NwItEDVO2QixPLhDck/s640/blogger-image-1421431814.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKrpj7lHx27oUqfYAlorEUPPo5owX3uEsFf-r3002pwBPNIMqY7eAidcwYyHylmk4mD7cWUx56BFNhDdPojMjO112bbEuGC4BuHNWrGpOPhCKitcbQv7qK-RuO8NwItEDVO2QixPLhDck/s640/blogger-image-1421431814.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-49946753539872772722013-07-12T20:03:00.001-07:002013-07-12T20:14:52.575-07:00Golden succulent late nights!Golden Girl reruns make me insanely happy! I just love then with a cup o tea and a blanket bymyself. <div><br></div><div>Succulents: well I'm obsessed to say the least I drove 1.5 hrs with the girls to Comox to island succulents to pick some amazing new plants. They really do brighten my spirits and make me smile. </div><div><br></div><div>Late nights: I still don't sleep that is all. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmxMdfKX0TxAsZc9PjDERqBTQh49zd5v1q1kRfAKwp_UZ8BjphS9qg3rIF9Wqj029mCaCuxUp7jx-OsU2J_mX8E7VQGii_XKlF_ZtB4z2XSQVJ0xTHXcsDATAAjG2mBvP7C5aQ7DnNxc/s640/blogger-image-1045723161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxmxMdfKX0TxAsZc9PjDERqBTQh49zd5v1q1kRfAKwp_UZ8BjphS9qg3rIF9Wqj029mCaCuxUp7jx-OsU2J_mX8E7VQGii_XKlF_ZtB4z2XSQVJ0xTHXcsDATAAjG2mBvP7C5aQ7DnNxc/s640/blogger-image-1045723161.jpg"></a></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij0Mwb-80pxyzacz9pDC4hhT3zfiL9o7GR67kfbt9IDxrBx4km_i_rIk6Mo1EL6zCyE-vdhVaBl2ZW_74z3yQmzCP7e3JaJffNVrohFJbPai7haeYP3kt_6-VpCuqjs89PFznblz6cukU/s640/blogger-image-1779459031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Body image is just that body image is neither good or bad. How we perceive our image is either negative positive in between or variable to how we feel emotionally. As a "modern" woman I hear and see what I "should" look like. I also hear and see how I should be a "mother" a "working mother" a "single working mother". People tell us what we should believe how to feel what to eat wear and whose shoes we should purchase. <div><br></div><div>I have spent far too much time dwelling on what "society" Instagram and Facebook tell me to be never mind other forces like family friends etc. </div><div><br></div><div>I love me and my brain I'm grateful for my drive and my determination yet when I look in the mirror I don't like. Except my nose I like my nose :) </div><div><br></div><div>Here's to accepting me and creating my wish list and my goals based on me not anyone else. I know I'm not the only human struggling with identity and body issues. </div><div><br></div><div>I wish that we can just be us I can be me which is ever changing and growing. As a woman I find its likea competitive rat race . Do you have a degree? Where do you work? How many children? What does your husband do ? Are you vegan gluten free and dairy free? Do you heaven forbid buy your cucumbers from superstore? Do you work out? Rock red lipstick? When's your next marathon? Where do you vacation? How many extra curriculum activities are your kids in? </div><div><br></div><div>It's insane!!!!!! I hate the rat race I'm not a rat! I'm not a Costco play date mum where did you get your kids boots?</div><div><br></div><div>I work full time to support my kids and to exercise my brain and my dreams. I have four kids because I chose to. I'm a single mum because I'm divorced. </div><div><br></div><div>I'd rather take my kids on adventures solo id rather grocery shop by myself. Id rather work then stay home full time and I have to. I'd rather have been divorced multiple times then stay in unhealthy and abusive marriages. </div><div><br></div><div>I'm Chelsea and I currently don't know everything or much of anything and I'm perfectly fine with that! </div><div><br></div><div>And I love that we each are entitled to our own wants needs wishes desires and dreams. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLsAqC8DthuBVb4GEZ0PRZa03UmO9RVtutGL9PM-wc5BSG1iRWaWX0i5NfUfvzS0COZrxxZyD9Qq3nITFADtwyq0Col-Em1duMm9ms0k9D_aghjl5yHeutLIXBI2LoPHmwt5F0ebHSwPs/s640/blogger-image--296507272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLsAqC8DthuBVb4GEZ0PRZa03UmO9RVtutGL9PM-wc5BSG1iRWaWX0i5NfUfvzS0COZrxxZyD9Qq3nITFADtwyq0Col-Em1duMm9ms0k9D_aghjl5yHeutLIXBI2LoPHmwt5F0ebHSwPs/s640/blogger-image--296507272.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-26961494690669826592013-06-16T18:37:00.001-07:002013-06-16T18:37:06.816-07:00Rylie Dawn AlwynRylie had many names before Rylie was chosen... The day before she was scheduled to be born via c section I printed off a list of R names and on the way with her dad to his grandmas we picked Rylie from the list. <div><br></div><div>If I had it my way she would have been Hazel Alwyn:) when I was pregnant with her I went to see my grandpa who was dying... I actually ran away and little did I know it was my last time seeing conversing with my grandfather. We chose Alwyn because his name was Alwin Frank . He said " we'll you can't call her frank that's awful :) so we switched the I for a y and out came Alwyn.... Then out came Rylie with Hazel hair. My grandpa died 7 days later, I still have not been to his grave ( death is hard for me) and I was not able to travel post c section to his funeral. </div><div><br></div><div>Rylie reminds me of him she has his spirit his love and his charm. </div><div><br></div><div>Today we went to Target to walk around hold hands and try to help her calm down. She broke down and told me her worries and as her mother I want nothing more than to take them away and lynch the monster and make him pay! However I'm her mum and if I acted on my primal instincts I'd be whisked away. So instead I just squeezed her hand three times ( our signal for I love you) and hugged her. </div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv2FVXEvqrEPGJ4KzkDTXYDEHLXt4TMnfPXnYGEiWpXF4_E_UMq536NohnMZIz-cvhyphenhyphenpbbQVn4Y0g5jHtJ-0a1rrxlB0Egk00moDw0wbUmdSufkCx2gs3w4YGOopvIBkVhu1wJuupbPw0/s640/blogger-image-1702565081.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv2FVXEvqrEPGJ4KzkDTXYDEHLXt4TMnfPXnYGEiWpXF4_E_UMq536NohnMZIz-cvhyphenhyphenpbbQVn4Y0g5jHtJ-0a1rrxlB0Egk00moDw0wbUmdSufkCx2gs3w4YGOopvIBkVhu1wJuupbPw0/s640/blogger-image-1702565081.jpg"></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-62481995761835623582013-06-09T15:33:00.001-07:002013-06-09T15:33:33.354-07:005 years later true to formFive years later....<br />
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Ty in control the level headed sometimes dictator of the household. A complete joy and bundle of cuddles. <br />
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Rylie posing smiling brightly while simultaneously preventing Oliver from climbing off the chair. She's a multitasking kind hearted spunky girl. <br />
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Olivia has the most attitude in the condensed size. She's love and makeup mischievousness wrapped in fairy form.<br />
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Oliver always having his sights set on the next step the next adventure. Determined and more stubborn then rinsing out a peanut butter jar! We wouldn't have him any other way. <br />
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Me I'm somewhere in the background avoiding the flash some say it brings out my vampire. <br />
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I think about work I think about my kids, I plan meals and think " ill do more cleaning tomorrow". I think about books and my next solo trip to see my dad, I think about trimming Louis's facial hair and scrubbing baseboards. All the while my body needs sleep. I've tried chamomile tea, prescriptions, meditation and deep breathing. <br />
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So ill type and hopefully fall asleep... But alas I'm still awake. <br />
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On a side note I think about geese how were told they never fly solo... Well guess what we all fly solo at some points and you know what we're that much more tough capable and determined then when we were not. <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf8axfspqYuWi3YA2jJtlVOfSyhyphenhyphenDeSJLB1jHMCKhEG_tYXC7avNBLVuG3uZxedsSMY66KpVsYtNO4gsxUKtxrZzSYS5fYoFhhGjjc2hWvnRCajzf0d2d_eNwPQ24J8m8kv-tjSopv_Co/s640/blogger-image--1213655214.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf8axfspqYuWi3YA2jJtlVOfSyhyphenhyphenDeSJLB1jHMCKhEG_tYXC7avNBLVuG3uZxedsSMY66KpVsYtNO4gsxUKtxrZzSYS5fYoFhhGjjc2hWvnRCajzf0d2d_eNwPQ24J8m8kv-tjSopv_Co/s640/blogger-image--1213655214.jpg" /></a></div> <br/><br/><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGyMHB_-fPwU0BvOeNItIVOuhFmJXxW3GY_XR8Ph-iPXsGiqkt_wbI6-YEWpX__dLFMHnZqEIGXe-1QfKOM0XaaabI3cmEdMoKOotp4lhUoY5cjGww01HXYQqYK12x-bXa370-xMnSyU/s640/blogger-image--1109535619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGyMHB_-fPwU0BvOeNItIVOuhFmJXxW3GY_XR8Ph-iPXsGiqkt_wbI6-YEWpX__dLFMHnZqEIGXe-1QfKOM0XaaabI3cmEdMoKOotp4lhUoY5cjGww01HXYQqYK12x-bXa370-xMnSyU/s640/blogger-image--1109535619.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8971678618751204759.post-17427645086157826202013-05-24T23:18:00.001-07:002013-05-24T23:18:37.200-07:00Sadness happinessI love my kids I love my garden I love my career I love my fridge. My kids are permanent my garden (small) needs tending my fridge needs cleaning. <br />
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I'm like a panini grill that doesn't know if its off or on . <br />
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I'm a mum a nurse I love my kids I love my job. There are unions and uncertainties . My kids are good bad and just kids. <br />
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We went to our school fun fair... I splurged they laughed I came home I cried.... <br />
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Single parenting is like a medium rare steak some think its perfect others think its not good enough. All I know is I try so hard to make it well done....<br />
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Goodnight I'm up at 5 to work at 7 to try and heal....<br />
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