My hubs is getting old...

Not going to write much today...Y'all know by now how very much I adore my hubs...Think he's the cutest...Best dad around...Funniest most annoying person I know & that I am an extremely lucky person to share my life with him...
 
So, I will keep it sweet & short today ~his birthday~ by sharing some pics of him with the hooligans...He's not one who loves taking a picture & it's one of the things that drives him crazy about me...{Note to Craig- I won't ever change, I will forever be trying to capture our moments in life...Deal with it}
 
Thankfully I snapped up these beauties to celebrate his big day...

This pic makes my heart happy
 
Love Pip's face here...
I love how Pip is looking at Noal here...
Wearing her Red Wing's shirt because Craig's a huge fan...


So, HAPPY 38th- I mean 33rd Birthday Choo...
 
 
When I asked him how he felt this morning, he said "like I've aged 5 years" in the past few months...So, instead of 33 we're celerating 38 today...



Even bought a 38th candle for his cake & a big 38th-year-old type prezzie is coming his way...Hello, garden herb planter...


Happy Birthday Choo...We love you so very much!!!


Being a mum SUCKS...Sometimes!!!

I woke up to this beautiful face...


Ahhhh cute right?


Ahhhhhh wrong...Pip here has been waking up at 3-am-ish the past few days & won't go back to sleep for hours...Noal is then up usually around 5-am-ish just as Pip is finally nodding back off- This morning was a special treat because on top of that sweet sleep schedule Noal thought he'd start the day by "helping" out & put all Pip's diapers in a toilet full of pee...Amazing!!!


The Hubs then looked over with a cute grin & sarcastically said why don't you share that & your lovely texts with your readers...Well dear Craig, you should know that sarcastic little smirk you have only challenges me more...So, dear friends here you have it...


The last few days have been a bit challenging...


In the middle of the night/early am when all I want to do is sleep & Pip is wide awake- I've been sending him text messages - things like; "I want to punch Pip in the neck" {those that know me know this is a saying & those that don't please know I don't really want to punch my baby girl}, or things like "I'm gonna like Noal better than Pip today- this little rat isn't going to sleep" , or even when it's been a few hours things like "Pip's a douche"...Weird right? But, because I'm up I feel the need to share all this with his sleeping arse...


Now, Noal the past few days has had some major tanti's- He'll get himself all ready in his shoes/boots & put on a hat all by himself to go outside & when/if I say no, well Sweet Jesus, it's honestly the end of the world...Or God forbid I suggest a different hat or shoes...



He's such a character with such a strong little spirit- I can't help but love every single thing he does- Especially when he bust out with this now...I'm done for...





But then 22 seconds later he'll try to put a sword up his dog's butt, he'll take a big gulp of water, look at me & then spit it on the couch or he'll pinch my underarm fat so hard my eyes water...


So, point is sometimes being a mum - a sleepless mum to boot- SUCKS...It's not easy what we do...So, again ShoutOut Mumma's- We ROCK...And Craig those text messages won't be stopping anytime soon...



 

~I am meant to be where I am~


Sometimes {usually around 6:30ish after dinner when I'm counting down the minutes till bath/bed time after I've changed 10+ diapers, played 4 hours worth of cars & watched the same episode of Franklin 3 times} I find myself wondering what life use to be like...What did it feel like when it was just me? What did sleeping whenever I wanted, peeing all by myself & eating with two hands feel like? It wasn't that long ago, I mean Noal will be 2 in July but it all feels like a lifetime ago...



It's amazing where life takes you eh? The whole journey really is utterly amazing...I often think back to my life & wonder where I would be if certain KEY moments hadn't of happened...Who would I be if I stayed with my high school boyfriend? Would I have ever have left my hometown if I didn't take the initiative to travel? If I hadn't met Craig would I have moved out West as planned? If I didn't study Journalism would I even be writing today? If certain friends hadn't come into my life would I be the friend/person I am now? All the what if's can set an imagination on fire...But, I can honestly say,  I'm truly one who believes,  we are- where we are  ALWAYS meant to be....



I was meant to have a high school sweetheart to learn about love, friendship & heartache...I was meant to move away at 16yrs old to work in a homeless shelter to learn about compassion & strength...I was meant to travel & explore to learn to always feed my curiosity about people & the world around me...I was meant to go to college & study words to learn to use them as a creative outlet...I was meant to be blessed with so many amazing friends along the way to learn to cherish friendships in life...I was meant to fall madly in love with a boy from Northern Ontario to learn to share my life with someone....I was meant to marry that boy to learn how to create a family of my own...

I was also meant to have this boy in my life to learn how to love & be loved completely, navigate
through different places in the world & to teach me how to live life positively & laugh & get on with it...


I was meant to have a high risk pregnancy with Noal to learn to be so very thankful for him each & every day...



I was also meant to have a baby boy who likes to draw on his
diaper & body to learn to chillax & go with the flow of things...

I was meant to have a baby with Down syndrome to learn to cherish each & every chromosome Reid has...
I was also meant to have a baby with such a beautiful soul & strong spirit to learn about hope & true beauty in life...


I was meant to be Noal & Reid's mum to learn pretty much everything....



Everything about where I am in life right now feels so perfectly aligned...From things in life like my marriage & the hooligans, to loving up our new city with all the amazing doctors & such for Reid, to having the perfect house for us right now, to meeting new friends who have babies with Down syndrome too- it all just feels so meant to be lately...


I guess all I'm trying to say is I am very thankful to finally be where I am right now in life & feel like I can finally stop chasing after whatever it was I was looking for all along.


I am here, where I am suppose to be...






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I'm outta prison & I feel so freeeeeee...

~Pip sticking her tongue out at her Uncle Air~
It's only been a little more than 2 weeks since I've been set free of the pumping prison I was in...The rigorous cycle of pumping/feeding Reid every 2-3 hours to "beef" her up for her heart surgery was pretty intense...I think I just got use to the insanity, but when others came to visit & commented it made me realize just how tied down I was to it...


This weekend my baby brother was here {possibly the last person I would want to witness the pump/feed routine in the world} & it was so freeing & relaxed to just be...Not to have to worry about feeding times or when to pump or how to fit things to do together in between the short window of time allowed...I could just get up & go & not be tied down to a machine or schedule...
Yes, Reid is still eating every 3 hours like a bloody newborn and yes, at some point on the weekend I had to breastfeed her in a van, but I will take all that to not have to do what we were before...


So, being free was perfect timing for this long weekend...We took a lovely little day trip to a neighbouring little town to window shop, have lunch & explore...

I don't remember much as a young kid- But I do remember the fun of this when walking with two people...Noal loved it!

I don't know how I would have even begun to do that before with a pump, packing up her bottles & such- And the feeding tube- Sweet Jesus, it's so nice to just see her- Her little face & little nose freed from having a tube down it...


Pip is starting to smile/coo/giggle @ everything...


So, I guess all I'm trying to say is I am sooo thankful that we are past that little phase in life...I honestly kind of "mourned" when Reid was in heart failure & the docs said I would have to pump & feed, so that everything could be measured & monitored...I also feared that she would get so use to bottles that once she was able to, she wouldn't want to go back to breastfeeding...

But nope, not my girl- She's right back to loving the ning nings & thankfully setting us both free from that "prison" we were in...








{SideNote: I realize that while I find breastfeeding easy & freeing- Some gals simply don't & find the whole pump or formula & feed way more so...To those gals, well done- I think for me besides the nursing being a bonding thing & all that jazz, it comes down to laziness- All the pumping planning & equipment & all those zillion bottles & parts- Just writing about it makes me tired}




Update of All Updates- from the Potato

To my Mumma's friends,
Most of you know me if you know my Mumma- I'm Noal or her Bubba, Mouse or Potato...And if I'm being extra good or cute even her Prince...

So, my mum decided to let me "blog" today since I have so much to say lately & in all honestly I'm the entertainment this blog is missing...I was extra special yesterday to prove that to her & so, now here I am- Having my moment, sharing my thoughts with y'all....So, as my mum likes to say, enjoy....

I'd like to start off my telling y'all that my mum seems to have a problem...She is either constantly taking pictures of me, blabbering on about me or giving me kisses...Friends, like she likes to call y'all, let me tell ya something-this woman is obsessed with me...Straight up loving me up constantly- But I don't mind- She's kinda my favourite girl...Well her & my little sister Pip...

Some of my absolute favourite moments of the day are just cuddling or "snuggin", as we like to call it around here, with her...Nobody snugs me like my mum does...


Anyways, enough about her, she knows I love her, I even told her for the first time the other day & now her & my dad won't stop bugging me to say it again...Beat it folks- I only say it when I want to...I have also started to daze off & ignore them when I'm not feeling it...Kinda like my Grandma, I just faze them out- so they have started calling me Bev like Gramma...Silly folks, don't they know this is just the beginning of me not listening to them...



Okay now I know y'all wanted a Pip update- People are constantly asking my mum questions & such about her...So, we had to bring Pip to the cardiologist yesterday for another echo cardiogram & weigh in & all that fun stuff...I like to give my mum a hard time at all these appointments just to get a rise outta her...Because we had 3 appointments yesterday I was in fine form & really wanted to pay her back for laughing at me last time I had a doctors appointment...She thinks she knows everything & told me not to do this, but I'm a boy, I was fine & now we watch this video over & over & my mum laughs pretty hard...She's weird like that- she likes people falling & stuff...Weirdo...



So, back to Pip....Really my mum should be telling y'all about this cause all I know is she was really happy...She hugged the doctors, had tears in her eyes when the one doctor told her Pip's heart was perfect now & looked like she wanted to jump up & down when Pip weighed in at 13 pounds...Big deal- Hello, I was 13 pounds by the time I was like 6 weeks old...Nobody got that excited for me...I guess it's kinda cool though, that my mum doesn't have to use that silly machine & waste so much time instead of playing with me...But I will miss the sweet "music" it made...



Anyways, by the time Pip was having a "show" on her heart I was getting bored with it all- My mum had one hand holding my sister down while the other hand was trying to keep me entertained...Come on mum, ain't no way that was gonna last long...And the heart "show" was sooo boring compared to my favourite show Franklin...Just that morning I was owning the theme song...My mum just plain out sucks at the lyrics...Good try though mum...



Note to mum you can only give me so many yogurt covered raisins before I need to go off & explore...Exploring yesterday meant yelling up & down in the hospital halls, charming the nurses & of course running as fast as I could before you could get the echo tech guy to hold Pip, and pulling out the electric cord to his big bad machine..I was over it but you & echo guy didn't seem too impressed...



I don't have to do much to get out of trouble with my mum...I mean come on, by lunch all I had to do was charm an entire restaurant with my chatty little personality, sit beside her & snug her with kisses & I was her "Prince" again...Easy...I was saving the good stuff for later in the day anyways...


But before I entertain you with my afternoon antics, back to being a big brother & Pip...So, I guess all is good with her- She still wears her patch half the day but I like it- It's like I have a pirate for a sister, how cool is that?

So, I know I have only been a big brother for 5 months but I have figured out a thing or two in that time...I've been trying to tell all my friends who are going to be big brothers or & sisters but you don't really get it until it happens to you- You are going to fall in love with your baby sister/brother- Try as you might to fight it {and trust me, I tried, I got my mum's spunk & I gave them a good go when they first brought Pip home} you're gonna love them...My advice, just give in & y'all will be so much happier...The baby is there to stay- They tricked me a few times & kept bringing her back & forth from that hospital place where we got her...But now it looks like a pretty permanent thing and since my mum & dad seem so happy about that, nothing left for me to do but get in on that...I do have to note though, that this time since Pip's been back, she's been a real sassy thing...Crying & talking up a storm- My mum keeps telling people it's like she all of a sudden has a newborn now as Pip is making up for lost time...Whatever that means, all I know is mumma is looking rough in the mornings & complains to daddy that Miss Sass was up 4 times last night...So, I figure if she's up anyways, I don't want to miss out on that action & have been getting up myself at 4am-ish...Good times...

Anyways back to being a big brother- It's up to me I hear to teach Pip things...So, I try to read to her & teach her all my wicked animal sounds...It's also up to me to make her laugh & smile...I try all sorts of things- The other day I tried blowing on her & she made funny faces & was really trying to laugh- My mum didn't know if it would work so then we tried together...



We'll keep trying...that's what I like about my girls, their always up for my antics...But they surprise me too- Things I think their gonna like they don't...Although I gotta say my mum will laugh at pretty much anything I do...This really makes her & my dad giggle & now I say "scuse" after I do it...I'm the coolest I think...



So, back to our day- I usually like to nap but sometimes I just like to do my own thing...It's my space, my crib so I should be able to do what I want right?

I thought I'd work on some moves instead of napping which then lead to a few of what my mum likes to call "tantis"...I don't understand why my mum just doesn't get it.. WOMAN, I like wearing shoes okay? When they fall off, "quick like a bunny" or I'll lose my mind...I don't ask for much but I am not budging on the shoe thing...


 
To end the day I usually like to DESTROY as much as I can...It's just I usually can't seem to find the toy I am looking for & when I do, I only want to play with it for 45 seconds and then search again for another...You don't mind do you?
 

Well all in all I think it was a good day- Don't you mum? Good harmonies with our Franklin theme song...A little action with that heart show thing...A yummy lunch date to celebrate Pip's recovery & my favourite part of the day where I really like to rock out, a good old bath....


There's your update y'all...Pip's golden, I'm a rockstar in the making, my mum is happy & life is grand over here in the McCallan house...Till the next time...

Oh ya & thanks for reading my mum's blog- I'm glad someone is listening out there to her rambling on & on...

Love Noal



Who doesn't love a cozy one?

Today I was blown away yet again...A little package came with a "prayer" blanket- A cute, cozy handmade blanket that people at a little church {most of whom I don't even know} prayed over for Reid...A friend from high school whose been sharing Reid's story with others & sending up some prayers herself all made this happen...Just incredible...
 

So, what better way to say thank you, than showing you how much Pip loves it...Thank you, it was so very sweet of you & all involved...

 
 
 
 


 
 
 
 

And for fun- here is a blanket my co-workers made Noal ~ Bubba then & now- Sweet Jesus, I wish time would stop, he looks so grown up...


Cheers to cozy, homemade blankies...Especially ones made with such love, hope & positive thoughts/wishes/prayers...

Happy Soul Project's First Award!!!!!

As mentioned before dealing with everything in Reid's life the past few months has been challenging to say the least...But, the Down syndrome support out there is just unreal...The amount of mums who have reached out to me regarding Pip's surgeries & shared their stories helped me in ways no other avenue could have- That in part is why I share Pip's story...Hoping that a new mum who just found out her little baby has Down syndrome can find some hope in our journey...


It's amazing what 5 short months can do to one's perspective- When I first found out Reid had Down syndrome I was drowning in anger, fear, pity & the unknown- Oh how I wish the me today, could have talked to the me then- Amazing what time, knowledge, support & just pure-straight-up-fierce love can do to someone & their perspectives in life.


Before we found out the severity of Reid's eyes & heart, when Down syndrome was the only "challenge" we knew we were facing- Strangers sent us a beautiful book that was simply black & white photographs of babies, children & adults with Down syndrome...{The book was I'm Down With You, An Inspired Journey by Jagatjoti Khalsa- You can find a short video about the book HERE}


Credit: http://www.mrsikhnet.com/2010/02/11/im-down-with-you/

Those strangers have now become friends & they'll never know how touching that act of reaching out helped in such a dark time...When we received that beautiful book it was like at that exact moment in time I needed to see it, to fully realize & understand that part of Reid...


And since, minus the days Pip's heart/eye problems have consumed me, I have been trying to learn as much as I can about Down syndrome, reaching out to other mummas & get involved in my local Down syndrome group & online....


Now about the online community- From support groups, to websites to the Down syndrome blogger community-I'm honestly blown away- What a supportive, encouraging, positive network out there...Y'all are amazing & I can't thank you enough for sharing your thoughts, stories, challenges & opening your world for us all to learn from...I am so happy to now be a part of that community & so very honoured to be awarded my first "Messy" Award...A fellow Down syndrome mumma & blogger at Thoroughly Modern Messy explains on her blog what the awards are about:

 
 "Despite the title, the awards have nothing to do with being a mess,
or otherwise crazy like yours truly. This is simply a directory of some
of my favorite writing about disability, usually Down syndrome in particular.
 Listed here, in no particular order, is writing that sang, that resonated long after
I read it. Though I have shared many of these on my Thoroughly Modern Messy
 fan page on Facebook over time, I want to make sure that everyone knows about these
wonderful, insightful writers who have made my days more interesting and my life richer."


The awards then go on to honour numerous different categories & celebrate the uniqueness of various blogs & writers...


Happy Soul Project's Award was described as:


MOST LOVING STORY ABOUT FINDING OUT YOUR CHILD HAS DOWN SYNDROME: I know there are many versions of this too – the “When did you first find out” story; this is a recent favorite. Like many of the families I know (ours included), Tara McCallan of The Happy Soul Project was given a diagnosis of Down syndrome after her daughter was born. She has a buoyant spirit that shows in her writing. Lovely pictures too.


It then links to maybe my most raw moment & experience in my life- A blog I had the most difficultly writing but now cherish because of its honesty - Life is beautiful because Reid Layne is here....


To check out all the fabulous blogs & different awards visit Thoroughly Modern Messy...And a big, grateful THANK YOU for acknowledging that moment in my life & hopefully sharing it with someone who needs to read just that...Amazing...

5 things I know to be TRUE as a Mum...



Couldn't have said it better myself Mrs. Lange...If I'm being honest here though, I'd like to share 5 things I know to be TRUE as a Mumma...



1: Not everyone grows up wanting to be a mumma...

I can't say I'm one of those gals who always wanted to be a mum...Sure I played "house" {Biz, Laurs & Focks know a lot about this} as a little girl,  and "babied" my little brother, but in my later teens and early twenties I wasn't really even sure I wanted to have kids...I so madly desired to travel and see the world that I was content doing just that... The thought of so much responsible, the fear of labour and my own plain selfishness, all deferred motherhood for me...{SideNote: I think one's life & one's selfishness at times is a good thing and will touch on it in a later post- But for now, it's important to note that I think a girl should be selfish at certain times- For me, doing exactly what I wanted, made me become independent, curious about the world & others, and able to take care of myself- Again another post for another time but I'm quite passionate about it, cause I think it's very important in one's life. One of the 4 things I preach- Aretha baby!!!}

Then I met Craig and as mentioned in this post... My whole world shifted...I went from living this weird gypsy life to settling down in a very small town...And then I started clucking...Everyone around me started having babies & I started clucking like a big old mumma hen...ShoutOut here though to those brave woman who truly know themselves & know that Mummy~Hood is not for them- I applaud you for knowing & living your life to your true self...I honestly thought I was going to be one of you's...




2: You give all of yourself & your body- I mean all of it!!!

So, I knew once I had a baby my life would change...It's inevitable- And yes it changes in all the ways you imagine...You lose that selfishness & your world literally revolves around your babies- their your everything, yada-yada-yada...I knew all that to a certain degree- what I didn't know was how much I'd change as a person...

In my defence, maybe it's having two babies back to back with no chance to getting the old me back - But now here I am... Exhausted to the point I don't really ever know what time or day it is...I'm knee deep in anywhere from 10 to 15 diapers a day...I'm so use to cutting everything from cheese to apples in bite size cubes, that I make myself lunch that way now...I smell most of the time like spit up or baby lotion, I can't remember the last time I wore perfume...I live in sweats or I will admit it, 4.5 months post pregnancy, I still slip on a pair of maternity jeans for comfort & to hide this silly little ponch I got going on...And on the rare occasion I do squeeze into my old, regular jeans, I'm in & out of those as soon as possible- that goes for wearing a bra also- Only when absolutely necessary...I have a ponch of a belly that just won't seem to go away on it's own like it did with my first baby...And my hair is falling out leaving thin lifeless locks with wee fine baby hairs growing & sticking up all over the place...


Mummy~Hood definitely takes any part of vanity out of you...A few years ago I wouldn't leave the house, with how I'm looking these days- But, it's funny, in certain ways I feel more beautiful than I ever have...I feel stronger as a person, more confident as a woman & in all reality, I am probably blinded by it all, because I'm so bloody busy thinking & looking at how cute Noal & Pip are...



3: It's really not exaggerating- Going to the grocery store alone is a highlight for a good long while...

What is alone time anymore? I'm the type of person who honestly enjoys spending time with myself...I have to say I think I am quite fabulous so I've always enjoyed doing my own thing...Before we had kids, I honestly use to call some of Craig's friends to "babysit" him on a weekend night so I could have the night to myself...He use to love that, let me tell you...

Anyways gone are the days, I can read a novel, spend hours at a salon {I haven't dyed my hair since January- atrocious I know} or go shopping alone...I'm so behind in most things I used to love...Movies- sheesh because I PVR everything now, I have no clue what's coming out & I haven't physically been to a theatre in years...Music- no idea who sings what, who's who or anything...But I sing a mean Franklin theme song & If You're Happy And You Know It...As for a social life or having some drinks- heck I use to live for nights like that- But, getting prego & breasfeeding Noal & then getting knocked up with Pip right away- I haven't got all buzzed up on mojitos in like 3 years...So, an "outing" these days is double strollering it to the grocery store with the two hooligans...And then feeling great about it, cause I actually managed to get myself & 2 babies ready & outta the house for a bit...


Living the dream over here y'all...

4: You will become OBSESSED with your children & adore being a mum...


The thing is, as tired, smelly & sometimes frustrated as I am with Mummy~Hood, I've honestly never been happier..Noal & Pip make me feel more alive than I ever have before...I simply adore them and being their mum...I'm utterly obsessed with them both...Everything they do, amazes me, makes me smile or needs to be photographed or on video...

I also now realize why my parents are so obsessed with me & my brother...I get it now Mum...

I've found such deep purpose in it & truly feel honored giving this incredible task to raise them...Nothing in all my travels, in all my adventures or in all my anythings really has made me feel what I feel to be a mum....Such a fierce love...



5: Us woman, Us Mums, we are damn extraordinary...No one can do what we do...

Big ShoutOut to all you Mummas...Being a mum is incredibly rewarding, utterly exhausting & the most selfless thing one could do...We are extraordinary- All of us...

It honestly is the hardest job in the world & we do it with love, joy & gratefulness- The past few rocky months with Pip have given me such a inner-strength that I couldn't have gotten anywhere else without being in this vulnerable state of Mummy~Hood...Giving her up to surgerons twice in her 4 short months of life, thinking we were going to lose her to heart failure & all our stays in the hospital, brought with it a level of strength & determination I would not have gotten anywhere else- So, in a way I am thankful for all that we've been through- I feel like one-hell-of-a-mumma & hope one day my hooligans realize the love I have for them...


We are amazing, us woman, us mums...We don't give ourselves enough credit but what we do day in & day out is something to be celebrated...


So, all that being said, Happy Mum's Day ~ I hope y'all felt as special as I did...The hubs tried to let me have a sleep in but Pip woke up at 5:30ish & was cooing all morning- I didn't mind as I'm just so bloody thankful she's here & laying beside me at all...Just as I went to take a little video of her cooing, this cuteness came busting through the door...{Please ignore my overly peppy excited voice in advance}



I am a happy mumma who felt pretty damn special today- Thanks little family- I love you's...And Craig that eggs benny might have just about been my favourite ever...Definately in your top 10, Dougie...


Here's a sample of that no-makeup, slept with a 4 month old so smell of milk & spit up look I was telling y'all about...Enjoy!

Living outside the touch of time...Only a sibling would understand that...

“To the outside world, we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.
We live outside the touch of time.”

~Clara Ortega~


This post is to share the beauty of siblings...But before I go there- Just a quick ShoutOut to my mum & dad...My parents were here to take care of Noal while we were in Ottawa for Reid's heart surgery... Thank you for being here when I needed you!!! Those that know my dad can appreciate that Noal is OBSESSED with him...It's like he has a real live toy at all times- My dad gives er, 100%, full on when it comes to Noal...Nothing makes either of them happier than being grandparents...My dad now lives to hear Noal say "Bopa"...They also "celebrated" Pip coming home with my favourite cake, homemade signs & this cute "stairway of happiness"...


Anyways, while they were here we got to talking about siblings...My dad has 9 of them...Can you imagine? First off, can you imagine being my grandma & having 10 pregnancies & 10 babies to breastfeed- that's like 20 years of your life devoted to just that...Blows my mind...I could write a whole other post on this- and I just might-but whole point of this post is to share how special our siblings are...

I always knew the relationship my brother & I have was unusually special...We get each other, have the same humour & genuinely really love each other as people let alone siblings...


Right before we left for Reid's surgery, my parents gave me a little present from my brother...At this point I was an emotional hot mess already- had been crying on and off all day- But when I opened a tiny, dainty precious little gold heart locket I lost it...I mean what a thoughtful, sweet gift that Pip will cherish forever...I love you Air, thanks for being so bloody special...

Now, Craig, he's just as lucky- His sister absolutely adores him- Since I came into the picture 10+ years ago, I've watched my lovely sister-in-law Ashley grow up before my eyes...She's a writer herself & has a little, witty blog called We have Arts Degrees- The World? Not so artsy...So now we blog.

Ashley wrote a very touching post about Reid, our Happy Little Soul that y'all should check out...You can find it HERE...She & a few others also wrote new letters to Pip that you can find in Dear Sweet Reid...


So, we've been blessed to have special sibling relationships- I can honestly say growing up I truly never wanted a sister & was more than happy having just my brother...I treat him, I think how I would a sister- He really is one of my best friends...

If Noal & Reid have even half of what Air & I have they will be beyond lucky...But from the looks of it their relationship might be more special than any of us can imagine...


I love watching my two hooligans together & I'm so happy that we are now going to be lucky enough to watch them grow up together...The thought of losing Reid last week was more than enough for any mumma to go through, but the thought of Noal not having her around, really put me over the edge...When she was in heart failure & in the hospital a few months ago, it killed me when Noal would look around the house for her, calling out her name & asking for her when I picked him up from daycare...

So, I really, truly can't even tell you how happy I was to bring Noal's "Reeeee" back home to him...Right where she belongs...Enjoy each other kiddos...

And Air & Ash- Love you both big time...