Tuesday, 31 March 2015
MasterChef in the home
Monday, 23 March 2015
A Hairy Mistake
Unfortunately it had left me quite frazzled. Dinner was late and then I burnt it by trying to see to all the chores at once, my poor husband thankfully didn't comment on this, either he was being incredibly nice or his taste buds were faulty today. Even with these mounting disasters I still thought it would be a good idea to at least try and achieve one of my goals for the day and that was to cut Mr Cheeky's hair.
He has lovely soft hair, quite fine compared to his older brother's hair which still leaves me speechless and looking for the industrial scissors to shear off his mane. I have never wished to take my clippers to Mr Cheeky's hair as I didn't think such short hair would suit him so I have always used scissors. But tonight the little lad was tired, I was tired and the clippers were inviting. The little lad tearfully asked me to use the clippers in the hope that it would speed up this tortuous event. With clippers in hand I started working my way around his head, using it's longest setting, nearly done, just the front to do and then it happened. I had accidentally knocked the guard to grade 2 and took a strip off Mr Cheeky's gorgeous hair. My heart was in my mouth. I still feel guilty now. The poor boy had then to sit longer as I then had to try and blend the mistake into his hair by taking everything short. I think I have managed to get away with doing a grade 4 cut all over rather than a 2 but it is still much shorter than I would have liked and it has confirmed that I should always use scissors with his hair. He is happy however and still gorgeous, and thankfully his hair will grow back.
What have I learned? Plenty. Always check the comb grade setting on the clippers, never cut the boys' hair in the evening, don't try giving myself extra tasks when looking after an inquisitive baby, children are exceptionally forgiving of our mistakes, some things can wait and would be better achieved on another day.
I am tired, Mr Smiley is curled in my lap, a gentle reminder that even these tired days will be but a memory soon enough as he will grow. I think I will just cuddle him a little bit more before I make my weary way to bed.
Friday, 20 March 2015
Mothers at Home Matter...or so they should.
I thought it apt considering the recent post I made about Womanly Dominion and the lies that women believe. Our current British government do not value the stay at home parent and their undervalued view of this role in society only compounds the idea that to be a stay at home mum is a demeaning, unfulfilling and inadequate role. Maybe if the government starts to value mothers in the home then it would give more women the confidence to stay at home and look after their own children, husbands and house rather than farm out these tasks to other people at the same time paying most of their wages out on said care which is secondary compared to that care that the true mother of the family can give.
So what can we do? Pray first and foremost. Pray for the leaders, pray for a voice, pray for change. Secondly maybe we could write to our local MPs and fight for a right to be heard. If you are reading this from other countries rather than in sunny England (she says laughing as it pours down outside) then don't just discard this post as something not applicable to you but think about how your government treats stay at home mums. My guess is that it is much the same and your country needs a voice too.
Womanly Dominion - Chapter 3 - Deceitfully Assaulted
Wednesday, 18 March 2015
Womanly Dominion - Chapter 2 - Theologically Unpacked
'And God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. And God blessed them; and God said to them, "Be fruitful and multiply, and fill the earth, and subdue it; and rule over the fish of the sea and over the birds if the sky, and over every living thing that moves on the earth"'
Genesis 1:27
Tuesday, 17 March 2015
Womanly Dominion Chapter 1 - Fundamentally Explained
Monday, 16 March 2015
Mothers Day and Birthdays
"What is a Mother?"
To love us, whatever we do,
With a warm understanding and infinite patience,
And wonderful gentleness, too.
How often a mother means swift reassurance
In soothing our small, childish fears,
How tenderly mothers watch over their children
And treasure them all through the years.
The hearth of a mother is full of forgiveness
For any mistake, big or small,
And generous always in helping her family
Whose needs she has placed above all.
A mother can utter a word of compassion
And make all our cares fall away,
She can brighten a home with the sound of her laughter
And make life delightful and gay.
A mother possesses incredible wisdom
And wonderful insight and skill-
In each human heart is that one special corner
Which only a mother can fill!
Thursday, 12 March 2015
When you are old you can have a dog!
Kids say the funniest things! We all know that, also the most embarrassing things too. What parent hasn't had a moment where their child has said something that has caused you to want the ground to swallow you up.
I remember taking Mr Social to a doctors appointment when he was 2 only for him to joyfully announce that 'Daddy hits Mummy'. He turned round and grinned at me and I felt in that moment like he was saying 'try and get out of that Mummy'. Well of course the doctor would not have been doing her job correctly had she not followed up on the alarming statement. So there proceeded a number of questions as the doctor ascertained what kind of domestic violence occurred in this house. I must have been the colour of beetroot. I quickly realised that what my 2 year old had witnessed was my husband giving my derrière an affectionate tap as I was doing the washing up the evening before. This image had obviously stuck in my young son's mind and he was filled with a burning desire to tell anybody he met the following day. Thankfully the doctor was able to laugh at the misunderstanding and I came away more than embarrassed.
Since then there has been less bottom tapping and more affectionate back rubs and kisses, we felt this came across much better to strangers and my son could understand this more, after all we give him lots of kisses.
Mr Social and Mr Cheeky delight us with some wonderful one liners. We are constantly amused by what they say and how their mind works.
Tonight Mr Social was contemplating life when he and his brothers were grown up and married and no longer at home. Apparently at that point I should get a dog! Yes to ease my aching heart after all my children have left home I should replace them with a dog. Now I am not the biggest animal lover in the world. My current philosophy is why should I give myself extra work to do by having a pet when not necessary. If any pet was to make me change my mind a dog may just do it although recently the idea of chickens is quite appealing but that's another story.
It got me thinking though, what will life be like when my children are grown and gone. Right now it is hard to imagine but I hope when my time comes and I am rattling about my house that I could rattle around for God's glory. Maybe I could be of use to the church? Maybe I could be of use to young mums just starting out? Maybe I could be fostering? Maybe I could be working in the community? Only God knows the path my life will take and so I put my trust in Him.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him and He shall direct your paths...Proverbs 3:5-6
Whatever the future I am glad I am not there yet. I don't want to wish away these years of motherhood. Each moment I treasure, each memory I make, I want to enjoy these days and make a difference in my children's lives now.