2 Cor 12v9

Friday, 13 September 2013

Summer Part 1

I don't know if every parent does this, but I have way too many moments of "I need to stop and record this right now because it's moving too fast" and then feeling like there's too much stuff to record, and too little time to do it in. That's why I love Instagram and Twitter other social networking sites - whip out that phone, and the moment is captured and uploaded in a second. Unfortunately, I'm governed by a lack of organisation that means that my iPhone is as far as that image goes - it's full of photos that need uploading and printing into albums, and quotes and stories that need writing down in a logical order, rather than just 140 characters sometimes. And I've also found myself governed by those thoughts of "I've already posted two pictures/funny quotes up today. If I post more then I'll be annoying and clogging up everyone's feed and looking like I want lots of attention and likes for everything my children do." So then I allow self-consciousness to take over my memory keeping, and forget the things they said the day after when I should've just written it down anyway, whether I sent it out to the world or not.

That same self-consciousness and lack of organisation is what stops me going here on the blog. I worry that I don't want to bore people with more pictures or stories, or that if I don't post up in a regular and systematic way, that I shouldn't post at all. This is ridiculous, because the reason I started the blog in the first place was to capture memories, no matter how spasmodic the intervals might be between posts, or how uninteresting my words and pictures might be to the rest of the world. 

Anyway, this week has been one of my occasional melt-down weeks, where I feel I am falling far short of the mark, as a parent, a household manager (actually, I feel like that every week), and as a church leader and I realised I need to stop focusing on the fifty-something things I haven't achieved this summer, and take stock of some of the amazing stuff we did do. 

As our memories don't manage to retain everything anyway, as hard as we might try, the beauty of social networking is that we can choose the bits we loved and WANT to retain, and just post them up instead - thus convincing ourselves we've had a marvellous time and shedding ourselves of the inevitable MummyGuilt that threatens to drown us as parents and tell us we're never quite good enough.

So here's what some of our summer looked like....



The only time a mother lets her child get his shirt written all over - the end of primary school!


This is a new award that the school commissioned last year. It goes to a child who is showing a great attitude despite difficult circumstances. Both years a child who has experienced the loss of a parent has won it, and hearing their stories has been very moving.


First day of the holidays: we went to stay at the house we spent all last summer at, on my Uncle and Auntie's property. We stopped at the supermarket for summer essentials ( = new books) and this is how they walked the rest of the time through the store.


My summer treat. I did way too much reading this summer :/


I have no idea.


When you get carted straight from the pool and into your bedroom because of your behaviour, there's only one thing to do. The beginning of the holidays we saw the last throes of the toddlerdom. She seems to be emerging much more calmly through the other side now. P. T. L.


Ha. Adventurer boy.



They were chilling by the pool when I leapt out and attacked them with their own Nerf guns. They had no idea I had smuggled them on holiday with us. Think the village will be finding darts all over for the rest of the year.


We managed a few trips to the library, because Rocky was missing his reading books from school. By the end of the holiday he had a long reading list to take into his Year One classroom. 


We did this a lot. I'm thinking Ace must've had a really good hand that day.


Annual agricultural fair. They love the stalls and the animals, but they love the rides most of all :)


Creature spotting.


Fun at the local splash park with some of our besties. I love the bottom left hand picture. Turtle spent so much time chatting to her, and she's only a few weeks old. He's decided that he's going to adopt when he's older, because he wants children but not a wife. I'm hoping that's because he's in the 'all girls are disgusting' phase, and not because I've set him such a terrible example of what it's like to be married to a woman.....


Ace and Turtle went on a youth camp in Nefyn, North Wales and absolutely loved it. Great activities, opportunities and teaching...

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...meanwhile I was left with two children. Two! I've never had just two before. So when I dropped the older boys at the pick up point for the coach, and I saw that the traffic home was bad, I decided to take Rocky and Baby on a trip round Ikea. It was the least stressful, most leisurely Ikea trip ever. They just pottered around, sitting on the furniture, pretending to eat invisible food, laughing whenever they saw a toilet, and squealing whenever they saw things that we already had at home. We had a blast.


Our reward for good behaviour (though I didn't need that cinnamon roll - a trip round beautifully designed, tidy family rooms is reward enough for me).

More to follow...

3 comments:

  1. I am really glad you posted. I have been checking every week hoping for an update. I don't know if that is strange because i don't know you, but I think you are an amazing woman and the way you approach life inspires me. I came across your blog a few years ago by accident, but it turns out i know someone from your church. Actually i also know the people who run the nefyn camps. The christian world is a small one. :) Anyway I'll stop rambling i just wanted to say don't stop posting :) i love reading all your stories :) bless you xxx

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  2. Yeah! I look on here 2-3 times / week for your next blog. Look forward to seeing how the rest of your Summer was. Muchos hugs, Jen x

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  3. Just catching up with your blog - love the photos and humorous comments. At least you won't end up being the "dreaded" mother in law if Turtle doesn't want a wife! lots of love from one of your big fans x

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