#MicroblogMonday – Pockets

Pockets are wonderful things. They can hold your keys, phone, tissues and money. They can also hold rocks, toys, shopping lists, hair bands and more. This morning, I found acorn tops in my pocket. What’s in your pocket?

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#MicroblogMonday – Before and after, pregnancy changes

Before I was pregnant/had kids, I firmly slept on my left or right side. Favoring my left. This was still true during pregnancy with Paxlet and after he was born. Again, when I was pregnant with Tadbit, I still preferred my left side, but I flip-flopped. As much as a pregnant lady can. However, I have recently been waking up and finding myself on my back! I’ve never really been a back sleeper, but it seems I am now.

Have you had things change in your life that you used to do differently?

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#MicroblogMonday – selling clothes on FB

Since I am not going to have any more kids, I/we won’t be needing small clothes anymore. I save some of Paxlet’s clothes for Tadbit, but some clothes are just too boyish, even for me. So, I’ve decided to try selling the kids’ too small clothes on FB once more. I photographed and posted about 30 pieces of clothes, a pair of brand new shoes with the tag still attached, undies/boxers and socks. I posted them for cheap, most are for ,50 cents, as I want them gone. So far, it seems to be working. I got rid of two items during the weekend, several more today and two bags and some socks should go tomorrow. It’s not the easiest, nor most cost efficient, but I get a bit of money back. I do feel a bit guilty at times for letting perfectly good clothes go so cheaply, but at the same time I am happy someone else will get use out of them. Next, photograph Tadbit’s clothes!

Have you sold items on FB? How did it go?

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Who’s forty?

There are 3 summer workers in my team at work. They are getting ready to head back to school this next week and so today they brought in cake for us all. While we were eating the cake, the girls were asked their age, by another co-worker. The girls are 22, 22 and 24. In that moment, I felt numerically old andblurted out that I could be their mom! With shocked looks on their face, I told them I was 40 and that my youngest brother is 23 and at the time he was born, a high school friend had her first kid, so, I could be their mom. The older one told me she would never have guessed me at forty.

After work, I went to buy a new eye liner. I told the lady there that I think it is about time I bought a new one, as the one I am using is 17 or so years old and finally almost gone. Due mainly to use in the last year, as I decided I was going to  be 40, it was time to do a little something about my looks. She too said I didn’t look forty and I must be doing something right with my face.

It sure felt good to hear I don’t look forty, twice, because I sure don’t feel forty.

 

#MicroblogMonday – Four years ago…

…my waters broke. Tomorrow is my little boy’s birthday. How my world has changed.

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MicroblogMonday – Mushrooms

This weekend while we were out and about walking as a family, Paxlet and I quickly stepped into the forest (more of a copse these days) on Saturday, before lunch, and Sunday, before bedtime, and found chantarelles! I picked and he supported me. Saturday, we found more than I could carry in my hand and we didn’t have any container, so we used his hoodie. It tickled him to be of use in that way. Sunday, we happened to have their tiny red toy bucket with us. At first we didn’t find any and were ready to head home when I found some big blueberries! I picked just over a half bucket of those (3 cups?). As we were leaving the forest, we found the mother load of chanterelles. I topped off the bucket and carried the rest home in a Kleenex.

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We found about 2,5 liters ( 10 cups?) each day. I cleaned them, roughly chopped them and popped them in freezer bags for future use.

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Tadbit’s daycare update

Last week was was Tadbit’s first week at daycare. She did amazingly well. No real fussing or crying when we dropped her off each morning. She was more worried about what was happening with her backpack. On Monday, the childminder (K) sent me a text message saying that Tadbit cried briefly after we left, but was soon eating breakfast and playing with the boys. She’s the only girl, out of the 4 kids being taken care of. I was informed that on a few of the days during first week Tadbit would cry a tiny bit, sit on the K’s lap and then be ready to go on her way. By Friday, Tadbit, and Paxlet, were so very tired. It was a good, but roughly active first week, if the 3 bruises on her face were any indicator.

So far this week, each morning when I have informed Tadbit that it is time to go to the K’s house, she has ran to me, fussing and whimpering. She becomes clingy and wants to be in my arms and my arms alone. Mr Siili is not good enough. During the walk there, it is only across the street, she is usually quite fine and normal. But the second K open’s her door, Tadbit starts fussing and crying. Poor girl. And as I hand Tadbit off to the K, my girl is crying and screaming with her hand outstretched to me. It breaks my heart, but I know she only cries a few minutes at most. As confirmed by K in the afternoons. When I get the kids in the afternoon, Tadbit is all smiles and happy.

Paxlet, on the other hand, is taking everything in stride. This is the start of his 4th year there, after all. I think he has stopped whining as much at home!