Birthday (#InspireMe2014Challenge)

Inspire Me 2014

Today’s Inspire Me 2014 Writing Prompt is: When is your birthday?! We’d all like to send some wishes.

My birthday is October 10, which usually falls on Canadian Thanksgiving weekend so there’s always lots of pumpkin pie, which is just fine by me! In 2013, it was in the middle of the week. This year, it’s the Friday of the Thanksgiving weekend. Interestingly, I share my birthday with my mom…but no, I wasn’t “mean” and forced her to be in labour on her birthday. I’m adopted. My dad wanted a redhead and my mom and I have the same birthday – match made!

When is your birthday?

#HappyBirthday to Me!

Last Thursday was my birthday. In the evening, I had to use a calculator to figure out my age because for some reason, I was thinking I was a year older than I now am. Weird.

 

I started the day with the kids jumping into bed with me, covering me in happy birthday kisses, including my son actually “happy birthday!”. Perfect way to wake up!

 

I went to mom’s group after dropping the kids at school and IBI, and then proceeded to get in “trouble” via my personal Facebook from moms who didn’t realize it was my birthday until after they got home and saw it on Facebook. I also stopped by at my local Starbucks for my free birthday treat because my card is registered. They even drew a little party hat on the “Starbucks siren” for me.

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 My man spoilt me with a bacon “sammich” for lunch and with it being a weekday so life (and kids) got in the way, my birthday extended to Friday.

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On Friday, my stepdaughter came to visit as she had a PA Day. After dropping my kids off at their dad’s, she wanted to come with my man and I. He wanted to take me clothing shopping, and she wanted to go to the mall we were planning on going to, as she hadn’t gone there in years. While shopping, she threatened to “disown” me because she LOVES shopping and I HATE clothing shopping. 😉

We went grocery shopping after clothing shopping as it was Thanksgiving weekend here in Canada last weekend. While grocery shopping, my man was able to sneak off and order some beautiful roses for me.

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So spoilt for my birthday!

My Daughter’s #Birthday Q&A

I found this birthday-related Q&A on Pinterest and, since my daughter is constantly asking m to “ask questions for your website” I figured it was time to do it, for the kids’ 8th birthday.

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1. Who is your favourite person in the whole world?

A – Mommy and Daddy

2. What is your favourite colour?

A – Pink

3. What is your favourite television show?

A – Hmmm, let me think…dinosaur shows!

4. What’s your favourite outfit?

A – My Hanna Montana shirt with my pink pants

5. What sport do you like best?

A – Soccer (I’m actually surprised she didn’t say swimming!)

6. What song do you love?

A – Hanna Montana’s “Ice Cream Freeze”

7. What’s your favourite cereal?

A – I don’t know

8. Who is your best friend?

A – Dennis, Sonic and Ross

9. What do you want to be when you grow up?

A – Paleontologist

10. What is your favourite book?

A – Dinosaur books

11. What are you really good at?

A – Dinosaurs (I’m sensing a theme!)

12. Where do you wish you could go on vacation?

A – A dinosaur park

13. What is your best memory?

A – Going to Marineland

14. What would you buy if you had $1,000?

A – A whole bunch of dinosaurs

15. What vegetable do you hate the most?

A – Brocolli

16. If you could have a wish, what would it be?

A – To have a pet dinosaur!

17. What is your favourite flabour of ice cream?

A – Vanilla, chocolate and strawberry

18. Who is your biggest hero?

A – Mommy (Awww…I didn’t even bribe her to say that!)

19. What do you like to do best with your friends?

A – Play dinosaurs

20. What do you hope you’ll get to do before your next birthday?

A – Have Minecraft on my computer

My kids’ #birthday party

On Saturday, seven 7 & 8 year olds were here celebrating my twins’ 8th birthday (3 of them are on the Autism Spectrum). Bunch of chaos but it was all good. Mother Nature did not agree with my original plan to go to the splashpad, but we still had lots of fun. We had the usual opening of presents, and I was pleasantly surprised that my son actually participated in that (although my gifts to him still remain unopened…oh well).

 

Then there was the cake…dinosaurs for my daughter; Spiderman for my son.

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We also did a painting activity, inspired by a craft activity I found on Pinterest.

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My son’s before and after:

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My daughter’s before and after:

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We had a super day!

My Man’s Birthday

It was my man’s birthday on the weekend and apparently the “theme” of his birthday was “Coke”. He LOVES Coca-Cola and as it turns out, all the presents were Coke-related. I really wanted to make a Coke-flavoured cake so I turned to everyone’s greatest resource: Google. Searched though a bunch of recipes and then came across this one on (of all places!) the Coca-Cola website: http://www.coca-colacompany.com/stories/recipes-cola-cake

Didn’t look like anything special…

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but it was so moist without being heavy, a caramelized butterscotch type of flavour, and a whole bunch of yummy!  Happy birthday to my man!

 

The next day was Father’s Day and for some strange reason, that meant he got up and made me breakfast in bed (not sure how I pulled that one, besides the fact that he spoils me!).  He then got to spend Father’s Day with his son and a BBQ’d steak dinner, which just made the weekend perfect for him.

My Thankfuls

This is always a VERY busy weekend in my family because of two birthdays (mine and my moms on the same day!) plus (Canadian) Thanksgiving.  So, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I wanted to share my “thankfuls” with everyone.  I’m thankful for:

  • my son and daughter
  • being able to write a factual letter (those who know me IRL will know what this means)
  • blogging, otherwise my brain would be in overload all the time!
  • Canada’s free healthcare – have no idea how I would have afforded all the services my son has had to help him live with Autism
  • my son starting IBI
  • feeling stronger and more supported than I have ever felt in my life

For fear of this sounding like an “acceptance speech”…I also want to thank some very dear people in my life:

  • K.G. – I have no idea what I would have done without you since the end of my marriage. The daily phone calls have reduced down to “only” emails or Facebook messages, with the occasional phone call, but you truly helped me through the toughest time in my life.
  • S.A.– My “sister from another mother”.  ‘Nuff said.
  • A.J. – My “big-bro type”, who is always there for me, whether just with a quick “boo”, teasing, or huge hugs.
  • A.S. – For being an amazing partner, without believing that you are, or that you are doing anything special (makes him even sexier!).
  • My mom – do I really need to explain anything here? She’s my mom…and the most AWESOME mom ever! (PS – If you want to know the title of the book she gave me for my birthday, leave your Twitter handle or email address in the Comments section below, or email me at imamomtoo.meghan(at)gmail(dot)com…it’s a good one and made me laugh…related to being a single mom!)

 What and who are you thankful for?

 

6 Years Ago Today…

Six years ago today, I started the greatest journey of my life; the hardest job I will ever have; the most rewarding thing to happen to me…my amazing kids turn 6 today!

 

My entire life, I had been petrified of giving birth, and not just the usual fear that women have the first time around of giving birth.  I always told my mother to just knock me out and wake me up when it was over.  Little did I know that I would be one of “those” women…the women that “didn’t know” they were in labour.  If I hadn’t had a doctor’s appointment that day, I would imagine my son would have been born in the car on the way to the hospital (he was “Baby A”).  Only TWENTY minutes of pushing…for TWO babies!  I know, you hate me now.  They were five weeks early and weighed 5lbs 10oz (daughter) and 6lbs 5oz (my son)…kinda glad they didn’t go full term! 😉

 

Everyone comments immediately after meeting my daughter or seeing a photo of her that she looks exactly like me.  When they were really young, their father walked into the nursery to find me crying while I was looking at her.  He panicked a bit and, after realizing that the babies were both okay, asked me what was wrong.  I turned to him and told him “she looks like me!” and continued crying.  Thankfully, he understood what I meant.  I’m adopted and had never seen a familial resemblance before.  When I saw it for the first time, it was overwhelming.

 

Whenever I show my daughter pictures of me as a kid, she gets this cute look on her face and says “it’s me, but why do I have straight hair?”. She has strawberry-blond wavy hair (with ringlets that appear underneath when she’s too hot), and green eyes.  She’s tall, athletic and has a voracious curiosity about life that is completely admirable.  She’s a great mixture of girly-girl who loves superheros (Spiderman is her fav), mighty machines, and wants to be a princess when she gets older because she wants her own castle.

 

Everyone comments on how tall my son is as he’s 2” taller than she is and 15lbs (!!!) heavier.  He has dirty blond hair, blue-grey eyes, and the biggest smile I’ve EVER seen – which has become even cuter now that he’s lost his first two teeth. J He’s got their father’s side of the family’s build (football player) and my height (I’m taller than their father). 

 

My son has Autism, but that’s just a small part of his make-up.  He was born with an “old soul” look to him.  He has a calm thoughtfulness to him, happily playing by himself, exploring his world the way he wants to explore, until he gets really excited when he gets very loud and excited.  His obsession is letters.  He is always writing, typing, and creating letters out of whatever materials he can find…blocks, playdoh, etc.  Normally, he’s writing out Walt Disney movie-related words, specifically from the credits, but he’s been surprising us all in that last six months where he’s been connecting words he’s writing/creating with the world around him. 

 

They teach me so much about myself: my abilities and weaknesses, my patience and my pressure points, how protective I can be and yet how much of a laissez-faire attitude I can have.  I was proud to be a career-driven woman, then I became a mother, and I wouldn’t give that up for the world.  They are my greatest achievements and I don’t regret changing my focus to them at all.

“No Mosquitoes in my Underwear”, and Other Quotes

My 5yo daughter is the most quotable child I’ve ever met, so I thought I would share some on this rainy Hump Day…

  • Mommy, there are no mosquitos in my underwear” – to top it off, she was sad about this!
  • While holding up a piece of pepperoni… DD: “This is yummy, it reminds me of something I like”. Me: “Pepperoni?”. DD “No mom. I don’t like pepperoni.” Oh, okay…
  • God is two years old. She had her birthday yesterday.” Good to know.
  • Jesus and Yoda are both spirits. They are very powerful and nice.” In case you were wondering.
  • I’m the princess of this family.” Hmm, as her mother, does that make me Queen, or Ruler of the World?
  • God is a girl, and Spirit is Her boyfriend.” Good to know.
  • Boys have hair all over their bodies. Girls don’t. We have pretty skin.” The closest you’ll get to sex-ed from a 5yo I guess.
  • Do Bad Guys like carrots and hummus?” Anyone know?
  • I only want to eat 10 french fries so I don’t fill up my dessert stomach.” She has her priorities straight thankfully!
  • It’s not funny when people are naked…even birds”. Ummm…okay…

The best one that makes my heart melt though:

Mommy, do you know what I hate about you? NOTHING!”