Our Family

I have been away from this blog for about 3 months. This year has been a really busy year for the kids and I. Besides Deen’s nor­mal five days a week at a Montes­sori school he has started reli­gious stud­ies 2 times a week, swim­ming once a week,  and has started other activ­i­ties 2 times a week. I hon­estly have not found the time to blog. I think its been more of a per­sonal error on my part with sched­ul­ing things and I was bat­tling to find a rhythm with our new routine.

Besides Deen’s busy sched­ule, Aaliya’s first grom­mets (ear tubes) oper­a­tion was unsuc­cess­ful. When I went for her 10 day check up her grom­mets were blocked(which is very rare). I tried googling it but there was hardly any infor­ma­tion on what to do if your grom­mets get blocked. I tried two courses of antibi­otic ear drops in order to unblock them. I took her to a home­opath and put her on a months course of home­o­pathic med­i­cine. I went to a chi­ro­prac­tor (who was a 20 minute drive away) 2–3 times a week for 6 weeks. Need­less to say, I was exhausted because hey I’m her Mom. I NEED to fix every­thing. When I wasn’t actively pur­su­ing a “cure” I was busy think­ing of a “cure”.

We are also in the process of build­ing a house which means hours at the build­ing site, con­fu­sion over fur­ni­ture and tiles, and a lot of deci­sion making.

I needed a break. I just sat back and relaxed and thought about everything.

I won­dered if maybe I should do fewer activ­i­ties with Deen. With that thought on my mind I went for his extra cur­ricu­lurs and just watched him. I watched the smile on his face as he did things he didn’t realise he could do. I heard his gig­gles as he over­came any obsta­cles on his path. I looked in his eyes and saw the pride he had within. He was proud of him­self and I too was so very proud of every­thing he has been doing. As I sat there from afar watch­ing my child it felt as if a warm con­coc­tion was being poured over my heart; a mix­ture of hap­pi­ness and love.

Now I have finally found our rhythm again. We are all used to our new rou­tine and I am finally able to plan new activ­i­ties for us every week.  For the first time ever I actu­ally have a whole weeks worth of posts wait­ing to be published.

Look­ing back at the pages in my blog I see how much I have missed blog­ging. I have missed con­nect­ing with oth­ers, brows­ing my favorite blogs for inspi­ra­tion,  and I have really missed out on post­ing mile­stones the kids have reached which later will become a great mem­ory keeper.

For those of you who have stuck around dur­ing my unex­plained absence… thank you!

Here is a recap of our last three months:

We went to china for 10 days.

We went to a wrestling (WWE) game. Who would have ever thought that I would do that? It was an inter­est­ing expe­ri­ence but it hon­estly felt like I was watch­ing a play. You could tell that the wrestlers were act­ing and a lot of the time their reac­tions were not timed cor­rectly. Some­body would punch the other per­son and before their fist would get any­where near them the wrestler who was get­ting the punch would fly back. It was really unrealistic.

Although Deen enjoyed him­self he said he does not want to go again because he found it a bit bor­ing.Deen had his tear duct surgery which I had been delay­ing for 3 years in hopes that the prob­lem would sort itself out.

He was a champ. Although it was his first time under gen­eral anes­the­sia he did really well. He woke up, was really annoyed, and had the blan­ket over his face because I think his eyes were feel­ing sen­si­tive to the light after the tear duct prob­ing pro­ce­dure. After 30 min­utes he was back to nor­mal and was actu­ally on a high. He was extra hyper and you would have never guessed that he had a surgery that day.
We re-did Aaliya’s grom­mets oper­a­tion. It was a 10 minute pro­ce­dure and I will be going to the doc­tor soon for our post-op check up. Then I will finally know whether this time it was successful.

Deen got a hair­cut at the salon I nor­mally go to. I haven’t taken him there before but I knew he would enjoy get­ting a head and half leg mas­sage dur­ing the hair wash­ing time. (That’s why I go there… for the relaxation.)

We played, bonded, and laughed with each other.

I heard things from Deen like “Mama, you really are the best Mom. You take care of me so good. I love you.“
Aaliya is cur­rently a Daddy’s girl and right now every­thing is about tak­ing care of her Daddy. She likes to make sure that he is fine and has every­thing that he needs. If he sits down for din­ner she makes sure that he has water in his glass. She is very nur­tur­ing right now towards him.

I am happy. They are happy. We are happy.

Fun With Mama is now on face­book. I hope you’ll join me over there and “like” my page.

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