Today I am grateful for:
my 24 year old son (bday July 15)
out in the world doing his thing
Happy Birthday Marcel!
(sorry I blogged it late!) lol
mom is terribly distracted!
Showing posts with label Marcel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Marcel. Show all posts
Thursday, August 1, 2013
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
Gratitude: 154
{Post: 154/365}
Today I am grateful for:
my firstborn son
He's getting his life on track and moving
into new areas and adventures
and I'm proud of him too!
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Son
{Post: 279/365}
my firstborn son
my lifeline
in a tumultuous life
the greatest joy
and deepest sorrows
both
from babyhood
to teenage years
to now
a grown man
a good heart
a beautiful mind
a sensitive soul
and a man I am proud of
strong
able
sometimes impulsive
with his own unique
perspective
finding his way
he is beautiful
he is my son
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Christmas Day
{Post: 359/365}
Christmas Day began early. 6:30am to be exact! After stockings and presents and breakfast I had a nap on the couch till around 11:30am and then got dressed and ready to spend the afternoon at Mom & Pop's and have Christmas Dinner. It was a nice, quiet, relaxing Christmas this year and very enjoyable.
Also we got to spend the afternoon with my oldest son, Marcel and it made me very happy. The only thing that could have made it better for me was if my daughter had come home from Nova Scotia. Hopefully someday I will share Christmas with her again as well. When they grow up and move out and on into their own lives a lot of things change but I am happy and proud that they ARE living their own lives and doing their own things!
I hope everyone else as much peace and happiness on their Christmas celebrations!
Christmas Day began early. 6:30am to be exact! After stockings and presents and breakfast I had a nap on the couch till around 11:30am and then got dressed and ready to spend the afternoon at Mom & Pop's and have Christmas Dinner. It was a nice, quiet, relaxing Christmas this year and very enjoyable.
Also we got to spend the afternoon with my oldest son, Marcel and it made me very happy. The only thing that could have made it better for me was if my daughter had come home from Nova Scotia. Hopefully someday I will share Christmas with her again as well. When they grow up and move out and on into their own lives a lot of things change but I am happy and proud that they ARE living their own lives and doing their own things!
I hope everyone else as much peace and happiness on their Christmas celebrations!
Monday, June 13, 2011
30 Day Facebook Challenge-Post #30
{Post 164/365: Original Post: (30/30) FatCatMomma}
Pic of someone I miss...
every day there is some issue in my life that would be easier to handle if you were still here with me to encourage and support and listen...and even to fight and argue and be irritated by my stupid choices lol
I miss you very much dad xo wish you were still here
even tho I hear your voice in my head it would be really sweet to hear it again for real! xo
every day there is some issue in my life that would be easier to handle if you were still here with me to encourage and support and listen...and even to fight and argue and be irritated by my stupid choices lol
I miss you very much dad xo wish you were still here
even tho I hear your voice in my head it would be really sweet to hear it again for real! xo
Saturday, May 21, 2011
30 Day Facebook Challenge-Post #7
{Post 141/365: Original Post: (7/30) FatCatMomma}
My children are the people who have always had the biggest impact on me
since the day they were each born:
Marcel Gerry Donovan- July 15, 1989
Marcel Gerry Donovan- July 15, 1989
(Marcel for his grandfather, Gerry for his father, Donovan for me...
lol well a masculine version of me)
Amberle Sarah-Anne- June 26, 1990
(Amberle named for a character in my fave Terry Brooks book -The Elfstones of Shannara, Sarah-Anne because I always thought it pretty)
Gibson James Peter- Feb. 6, 2001
Gibson James Peter- Feb. 6, 2001
(Gibson for a character in the movie The Sure Thing named Walter Gibson
because his friends always called him Gib for short-which I thought was cool,
James for my father, Peter for his father ;) lol)
Life with them has been a mixture of joy and sorrow, fun and drama,
Life with them has been a mixture of joy and sorrow, fun and drama,
stress and worry, pride and love.
Children can test the limits of your endurance and also in a single moment
Children can test the limits of your endurance and also in a single moment
give you all the meaning and purpose in life that you need!
I love each of them more than they ever will imagine and I am happy,
I love each of them more than they ever will imagine and I am happy,
honoured and proud to be their mother. :)
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I Love them Equally but not the Same
{Post 73/365: Original Post: What I Want MY Children to Know}
http://blogs.babble.com/being-pregnant/2011/03/15/mom-confession-i-think-i-love-my-son-a-little-bit-more/
I have been reading this blog post this afternoon and many of the various responses to it both positive and supportive and negative and judgmental.
I am unsure yet what my judgement is. This post has caused me to think about each of my children and my feelings about them.
I think I understand that this mother is trying to bring to light an issue and feelings that many mothers have had but maybe not expressed verbally or written for centuries. I applaud her honesty. I'm sure it was not an easy thing to admit.
I ache for all the responses to her post coming from children whose parents knowingly and willingly favored their siblings at their expense. It cannot be easy to grow up knowing or even just believing that your mother didn't love you as much as the others.
For the ones who see and recognize that this post is just one woman's voice of lament for the flaws that she recognizes and hopes to improve on. Kudos!
And now, I must weigh in on the tribulations of raising DIFFERENT children and the issues this can and often does create.
I have three children. Beautiful, independent, capable, brilliant, vibrant, INDIVIDUALS. Each of them is different and unique in his or her way and yet, EACH of them has similarities and traits bred into them from my blood and genes.
While I love them ALL equally, I DO NOT love them the same. Nor would they want me to! YES, when they were babies I cuddled them, bathed them, fed them, clothed them and did all the things that a mother does but, even then there were differences that became apparent almost from day one.
My firstborn was sensitive and often very needy. He got sick when he was a baby with croup and as he was my first I doted on him. So when he got better I was STILL rocking him to sleep every night and cuddling him incessantly. He could not go to sleep by himself! I had to learn to put him in the bed and let him cry till he learned bedtime was separation from mom. It didn't hurt him to learn to sleep by himself without rocking and cuddles! Nor did it hurt me. In fact, I needed that time apart as well! These were things I learned from MY mother.
He was (and still is) momma's boy. That's ok you know. You want to raise a boy who respects and loves his momma.
As he got older he grew stronger and more independent though he still loves it if his mom takes care of him!
My daughter, however was born little miss independent. She has always been strong-willed and I see no change in that now. Not only that but, she has always had a good head on her shoulders. She's made her own share of mistakes and learned valuable life lessons but, I have always known her to do the right things because she has an inner voice and moral code. She and her brother were born 11 1/2 months apart so they were very close in age and went through many of the same things at the same time. Because she had an older brother ahead of her she walked faster, talked faster and followed his lead. Except when they got older he was often timid and she had no fear. In many ways they were opposites. Everything became a competition with them and to this day is an issue between them.
NOW, they are grown, out on their own, living life, making mistakes, learning from them, working hard, finding their way and making their mother very proud. I don't expect them to be perfect. I certainly am not. We have had our ups and downs, ebbs and flows through the years but, I think that we survived it and I think we can embrace the future with many more ebbs and flows to come.
Third, I lost a baby when I was 4 1/2 months pregnant which is a whole other story but, is relevant to this post because whether I got to keep him with me or not doesn't matter...I LOVE him as much as the other three even without getting to cuddle him and smell him and mother him every day until adulthood.
Last, is my baby. He has always been a bright, joyful angel baby. He is not a baby anymore either. He is now 10. HE lives in a different world than his older siblings partly BECAUSE he is the baby and partly because he has a different father. Some of which is because he has a father in his life DAILY as well. That masculine figure brings a lot to the table that was lacking in the previous family unit for much of it. Anybody who has a blended family also knows how hard it is to be a father to children who are not your own.
My husband loves them as they are his own. He has been a good father to them and I think if you ask them both they will agree this is true. But, that was not without trial and error and troubles along the way. Also, the truth is that the baby IS his and while he doesn't want to be lacking in any way that he parents the other two this truly does affect this relationship. There are ways that the baby is different than the other two simply because of his father's DNA. The parts of him that come from DAD. In him has been created a different combination because his father is different.
But, again there are ways in which the three of them are similar, alike, the SAME. I think it can be fairly safe to say that these things have come from ME. lol
For example, the older two both have curls and the baby has thick, straight hair. He often wishes for the curls but, didn't get so lucky. Both the boys are gamers. Now, this could be because they are boys but, how can you really know? She likes games too just not as much as they do. One of the things BOTH the boys love doing is sharing their games with mom. When the oldest was younger he and I played games together a lot because we had a Sega system. The younger one would love for me to play with him like that but, he has an Xbox system and I have never been able to figure out how to play with that joystick as well!! All three of my children have some of the little quirks that make me...well, ME and therefore make them an extension of me.
I love all FOUR of them equally. I would give my life for each of them equally. I will share my food. I will share just about everything with them. I will always have an open door policy with ALL of them. I will always try to listen, encourage and support each of them. BUT, when they need different things from me I will try to accommodate these needs for each of them and hope that the others know that IF that was what they needed I would give it to them as well. I admit, there have been times in life when I have fallen short in this area because, I have had my own issues, because I am NOT perfect either, and because I have NOT had all the answers but, I truly hope they know that I have tried and that I do understand that EACH of them is an individual person with individual needs and desires and hopes and plans.
All you can do is try your best to meet the needs of EACH of them individually.
I LOVE them equally though sometimes not the same. I deal with them individually because while they are similar they are NOT the SAME! ;)
http://blogs.babble.com/being-pregnant/2011/03/15/mom-confession-i-think-i-love-my-son-a-little-bit-more/
I have been reading this blog post this afternoon and many of the various responses to it both positive and supportive and negative and judgmental.
I am unsure yet what my judgement is. This post has caused me to think about each of my children and my feelings about them.
I think I understand that this mother is trying to bring to light an issue and feelings that many mothers have had but maybe not expressed verbally or written for centuries. I applaud her honesty. I'm sure it was not an easy thing to admit.
I ache for all the responses to her post coming from children whose parents knowingly and willingly favored their siblings at their expense. It cannot be easy to grow up knowing or even just believing that your mother didn't love you as much as the others.
For the ones who see and recognize that this post is just one woman's voice of lament for the flaws that she recognizes and hopes to improve on. Kudos!
And now, I must weigh in on the tribulations of raising DIFFERENT children and the issues this can and often does create.
I have three children. Beautiful, independent, capable, brilliant, vibrant, INDIVIDUALS. Each of them is different and unique in his or her way and yet, EACH of them has similarities and traits bred into them from my blood and genes.
While I love them ALL equally, I DO NOT love them the same. Nor would they want me to! YES, when they were babies I cuddled them, bathed them, fed them, clothed them and did all the things that a mother does but, even then there were differences that became apparent almost from day one.
My firstborn was sensitive and often very needy. He got sick when he was a baby with croup and as he was my first I doted on him. So when he got better I was STILL rocking him to sleep every night and cuddling him incessantly. He could not go to sleep by himself! I had to learn to put him in the bed and let him cry till he learned bedtime was separation from mom. It didn't hurt him to learn to sleep by himself without rocking and cuddles! Nor did it hurt me. In fact, I needed that time apart as well! These were things I learned from MY mother.
He was (and still is) momma's boy. That's ok you know. You want to raise a boy who respects and loves his momma.
As he got older he grew stronger and more independent though he still loves it if his mom takes care of him!
My daughter, however was born little miss independent. She has always been strong-willed and I see no change in that now. Not only that but, she has always had a good head on her shoulders. She's made her own share of mistakes and learned valuable life lessons but, I have always known her to do the right things because she has an inner voice and moral code. She and her brother were born 11 1/2 months apart so they were very close in age and went through many of the same things at the same time. Because she had an older brother ahead of her she walked faster, talked faster and followed his lead. Except when they got older he was often timid and she had no fear. In many ways they were opposites. Everything became a competition with them and to this day is an issue between them.
NOW, they are grown, out on their own, living life, making mistakes, learning from them, working hard, finding their way and making their mother very proud. I don't expect them to be perfect. I certainly am not. We have had our ups and downs, ebbs and flows through the years but, I think that we survived it and I think we can embrace the future with many more ebbs and flows to come.
Third, I lost a baby when I was 4 1/2 months pregnant which is a whole other story but, is relevant to this post because whether I got to keep him with me or not doesn't matter...I LOVE him as much as the other three even without getting to cuddle him and smell him and mother him every day until adulthood.
Last, is my baby. He has always been a bright, joyful angel baby. He is not a baby anymore either. He is now 10. HE lives in a different world than his older siblings partly BECAUSE he is the baby and partly because he has a different father. Some of which is because he has a father in his life DAILY as well. That masculine figure brings a lot to the table that was lacking in the previous family unit for much of it. Anybody who has a blended family also knows how hard it is to be a father to children who are not your own.
My husband loves them as they are his own. He has been a good father to them and I think if you ask them both they will agree this is true. But, that was not without trial and error and troubles along the way. Also, the truth is that the baby IS his and while he doesn't want to be lacking in any way that he parents the other two this truly does affect this relationship. There are ways that the baby is different than the other two simply because of his father's DNA. The parts of him that come from DAD. In him has been created a different combination because his father is different.
But, again there are ways in which the three of them are similar, alike, the SAME. I think it can be fairly safe to say that these things have come from ME. lol
For example, the older two both have curls and the baby has thick, straight hair. He often wishes for the curls but, didn't get so lucky. Both the boys are gamers. Now, this could be because they are boys but, how can you really know? She likes games too just not as much as they do. One of the things BOTH the boys love doing is sharing their games with mom. When the oldest was younger he and I played games together a lot because we had a Sega system. The younger one would love for me to play with him like that but, he has an Xbox system and I have never been able to figure out how to play with that joystick as well!! All three of my children have some of the little quirks that make me...well, ME and therefore make them an extension of me.
I love all FOUR of them equally. I would give my life for each of them equally. I will share my food. I will share just about everything with them. I will always have an open door policy with ALL of them. I will always try to listen, encourage and support each of them. BUT, when they need different things from me I will try to accommodate these needs for each of them and hope that the others know that IF that was what they needed I would give it to them as well. I admit, there have been times in life when I have fallen short in this area because, I have had my own issues, because I am NOT perfect either, and because I have NOT had all the answers but, I truly hope they know that I have tried and that I do understand that EACH of them is an individual person with individual needs and desires and hopes and plans.
All you can do is try your best to meet the needs of EACH of them individually.
I LOVE them equally though sometimes not the same. I deal with them individually because while they are similar they are NOT the SAME! ;)
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Marcel
{Post 57/365: Original Post: What I Want My Children to Know}
Marcel
A name of french origin
Roman god of war, Mars is the source
Can be Marcellus in latin, Marcelo in spanish, Marcelino and Marciano in Italian
Each version similar meaning
Little warrior.
Gerry
Expressing a part of your father
Reinforcing the theme of warrior
Relevant meaning is spear ruler
You are so strong!
Donovan
Origin is Irish and Gaelic
Name meaning dark, brown-haired chieftain
Oh how appropriate and full of import
Version chosen as honour to mother
A Dawn
Nuances of expression, your names are you!
Marcel
A name of french origin
Roman god of war, Mars is the source
Can be Marcellus in latin, Marcelo in spanish, Marcelino and Marciano in Italian
Each version similar meaning
Little warrior.
Gerry
Expressing a part of your father
Reinforcing the theme of warrior
Relevant meaning is spear ruler
You are so strong!
Donovan
Origin is Irish and Gaelic
Name meaning dark, brown-haired chieftain
Oh how appropriate and full of import
Version chosen as honour to mother
A Dawn
Nuances of expression, your names are you!
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