Mathew and I went on a double date night last week at The Pancake Manor.
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I wanted to take part in this series to show you a little about the Happy Wife And Mother and who she is, then to enjoy seeing your spaces, where you come from and get an idea of what it's like to live there!
I am always fascinated with another woman's home. It never fails to give me little tweek ideas for my own home. I'm always honoured too, to share in her realm. Our homes are a part of us, they can give refuge and peace to all who enter. There's no place like home!
This is part of our library area which opens out through these french doors to our family room. The photo is dark. Sorry.
Our family room. This room is where I have my quiet times in winter. It has a combustion heater in the corner!
Family Room. We only use this room for special movie nights or special meeting nights.
This is our sewing room also!
Our back porch area looking out.
Our kitchen. Never still! I love it as there's loads of space for many cooks and helpers!
Hallway to children's wing. That's what I call it!
Another family room area off the kitchen. We live in this room mostly.
Family meal table. This is where it all happens! Hospitality, conversation and fellowship. Note the Happy Birthday banner left over for the accepted 7 days' season from my eldest son's birthday.
We have another combustion heater in our kitchen for the winter time. It's funny because by and large Queensland is in a tropical zone yet it can throw a very cold week or two of winter. This is Button, our ragdoll cat. He followed me from room to room this morning and had to photobomb!
Now, this is my "real" photo. A sink of dishes soaking. We had unexpected, or I should say, super earlier than agreed upon arrival time, visitors and this was in my sink. As I raced to answer the door and threw off my apron I just gave it up to the Lord. You know what, .... they never noticed. Note to self next time ... don't worry so much :-)
Front Porch area. This is my favourite place to have "tea time" every day in winter with Mathew.
Looking toward our home from our garden gate leading to the street. This is planted to seem like a wandering, secluded pathway, where glimpses of our home are seen through the palms. The lamp post is my favourite thing, or one of them, in our home and gardens.
Thursday, February 11, 2016
Monday, February 8, 2016
We are well past this stage in our lives. Although it is still possible, I don't think it's likely for us. To the dear friends of mine who are, this is for you.
Each of our babies has been prayed for and waited on. Each one we believe to be an answer to prayer and to come complete with an eternal soul and great purpose according to God.
From the moment we know we are pregnant we begin to talk about the new baby to our other children as though this baby will come and join our family. We anticipate how that will work in their little day to day routines and get them ready to share their toys, their personal space and their mummy and daddy with a new best friend.
We faithfully read several books but these are my favourites:
Each night during our bedtime routine we read the usual books and finished with these. It was a way to anticipate what it would be like in their little lives when the new friend came home from hospital. With older toddlers, it gave way to fascinating conversation no matter how limited by their tiny understanding and/or vocabulary of what they were expecting or even worried about during this exciting time in our family.
We were given early on in our marriage two pieces of wisdom I continually employed and that made all the difference to those first few months after bringing a new baby home. They also proved a great foundation for the peace of our home.
First, to "bring the baby to the family" as opposed to "bring the family to the new baby". The risk of being "child centred" instead of Christ centred. Did you know the family begins with the marriage - Mathew and I are the primary relationship, the family. The children are welcome and most blessed additions. Right here, it set me on the right foot as far as attitude to these little ones who are straight from the heart of God to our home.
How much agony is it to all of a sudden have to tip toe around the house because the new baby is asleep. Let the baby come to the family within acceptable limitations of course. Our fourth child, Emmeline, was a newborn when we were extensively renovating our home. I also had our son Budd at 30 months at the time. When the builder started up the band saw inside our house and it was nap time, I made sure to put them down in the middle of the noise. They slept through it all.
Second, if the older child and the new baby are crying or need attention at the same time, prefer the older child. Of course make sure the baby is comforted and safe but allowing for that, the baby can wait. The older child will far benefit from knowing you are still there for him or her. Calm or comfort them whatever the situation then together see to the baby or better still if Dad or another family member can help, do that. There were days when I was on my own which was most of the time. This advice became key to me.
Lastly and very practically, the Crockpot - oh my! LOOOOOVE IT!!!!!
The time was 0900 and my dinner was on and smellin' fine. Yay!
Our little team would help with everything for bath to change time to meal preparation. No matter how menial or time consuming - let them help. It pays far more dividends over time. Our last baby was Jedidiah some 10 years ago. Charlotte my eldest was 12 at the time and completely able to care for that child on her own. And she wanted to. I made sure not to overburden her little mother's heart but my goodness what a blessing she was. Jed's older brothers, Josh at 10 and Budd at 7 were so proud big brothers and so tender with a new mummy who cried a lot ** Emmeline was 4 a few days after Jed came home and allowed a tired mummy to give her a store brought chocolate cake (this gave me much mummy guilt at the time) and little Phoebe was 3. She was just a doll helping me with her very own life sized baby doll :-)
** I faithfully begged to go home from the hospital and then felt I wasn't ready yet when I got there. The last "bringing home the new baby" moment I was determined to do better. And I did.
I arrived home to the oohs and aahs and little hands clambering all over me and Jedidiah in my arms. I felt the overwhelming feeling wash over me and the tell tale tears begin to flow. I sat down on the lounge with my babies all around me, set the new baby in his bouncer at my feet and hugged my children and wept. When they asked why I told them the truth - I felt afraid that I could be a good mother to my new family. I let their sweet ministerings just flow over me and trusted this great God I love so very much. After not that long I was OK and so I was.
So plan, communicate, imagine and then most of all be thankful and enjoy every moment of
Bringing Baby Home!
Monday, February 1, 2016
We have started our new school year today. This year marks 17 years of homeschooling for me. I have graduated three students and am grateful that they all went on to tertiary study and full time employment in Nursing, I.T and Hospitality. This morning my three "littles" begin Level 4, 6 and 7 respectively!
It's always nice to have had a break and to recharge, get in new pens and pencils, books and folders and dive back in for a new year.
By the end of each year all finished books are filed and school reports generated and grades noted for each child. I like to do this to keep me interested and abreast of how each child is coping and tracking. If I'm going to take the responsibility of their education I should do a good job! It always encourages me in doing this because I see just what they have accomplished throughout the year and so does Mathew. I've simplified the work boxes for this year. Easy go to storage space in our former library area - now a make shift bedroom.
This morning I found hard to motivate me but one thing at a time and I found my feet. This is my laundry room in full swing with a pile for everything and all things ready and waiting for their next action. This is OK with me. It's never ALL done but it's in a priority pile and being processed.
Oh, and my trust crockpot - love it so much! - is on and smelling fine. This year sees two of the children begin a weekly activity outside our home. Tonight is one of those. We need to eat by 5 and be out of the house by 6 at the very latest. Pressure! Just one or two little things pre-arranged will help and make all the difference.
Jedidiah had a very difficult start back - problems obeying ..... however we handled that with loads of contemplative time ..... and finally got the wheels rolling only to later apologise to Mum for his behaviour this morning and then proceed to set off for a record morning of reading and painting and writing. Thank God!
These children are just that, children. Homeschooling doesn't make them perfect but it does, with God's grace and forgiveness daily, enable us to make close relationships with them and therefore in times of conflict have those conversations with them and that influence over them.
This classic verse so often used is a promise to me. Reason for my hope.
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.