Today Hamish got to meet Santa clauses for the first time, with a little help from his cousin Billie. He wasn’t too sure about the whole situation, as you can see from the 3rd photo but a ride on the micky mouse car cheered him up pretty quickly.
Man bekommt von Freunden, Familie und teilweise auch von Fremden immer wieder die gleichen Fragen zu seinen Kindern gestellt. Schläft er/sie schon durch? Wie viele Zähne hat er/sie denn schon? Kann sie schon laufen?
Es würden mir noch viele andere einfallen.
Aber eine Frage stellen einem weniger andere sondern man stellt sie sich regelmäßig selbst: Hat man bei zwei oder mehr Kindern ein Lieblingskind?
Meine Frau und ich haben schon vor der Geburt darüber gesprochen, wie das wohl ist. Man kennt es ja nur mit einem Kind und dieses hat man mit Liebe überschüttet. Wenn man nun ein Zweites bekommt, bekommen dann beide nur noch die halbe Liebe? Oder teilt es sich sogar ungleich auf? Ich verstehe jeden, der sich auch diese Fragen stellt. Aber ich kann beruhigen. Wir dürften alle für unsere Kinder so viel Liebe um uns haben, dass es auch für mehr als eins reicht. Das heißt nicht, dass beide jeden Tag die gleiche Aufmerksamkeit bekommen. Bei mir war so, dass ich nach der Geburt unseres Sohnes den Großteil des Tages mit unserer Tochter verbracht habe. Wir haben dadurch natürlich eine sehr enge Verbindung aufgebaut. Aber jetzt, wo ich wieder arbeiten gehe und der Kleine immer größer wird, hat sich das wieder verschoben. Es ist unterschiedlich mit wem der Beiden ich wie viel Zeit verbringe. Und auch wenn V. noch sehr klein ist, so kann ich schon sagen, dass beide sich sehr ähnlich aber gleichzeitig auch ganz verschieden sind. Und dafür liebe ich beide. Jeden für sich und jeden auf seine eigene Art.
Are you not melting just as fast as the snow?!? I haven’t found a way to accurately describe Ethan to anyone yet. It’s no secret that he and I didn’t make a close connection for almost two years. He’s wild. But he’s cute. He’s daring. But he looks so damn innocent. He makes me furious. But he melts my heart. I get mad at him every single day. But I love him more and more every single day too.
Tomorrow is a big day for Ethan. He is going in to be assessed for development delays. The same test that misdiagnosed Madison with ASD back in August. I’m scared for him. I don’t want anything to break his spirit. I don’t want anything to change his personality. I don’t want any label or diagnosis to define who he is.
But on the other hand, it would sure be nice if he would start eating, sleeping and talking soon.
The last of 2018’s not so weekly Wednesday round ups is @museumchildhood 💙Home to the largest collection of childhood objects in the UK ranging in date from the 1600’s to the present day, this museum, which is free entry, is just as appealing to nostalgic adults as it is to kids 😁 The galleries are full to the brim with objects children can get their hands on which include rocking horses, building blocks, a sensory area, lego and a sandpit which is always an absolute winner ⭐️ Their new family-friendly exhibition ‘A Pirate’s Life for Me’ has recently opened, which is a total delight for kids 🏴☠️ The exhibition focuses on fictional pirates in popular culture from Victorian Britain to the present day 💀 Activities include dressing up, going on a treasure hunt, stepping inside a Pirate’s tavern, a tropical island and a pirate ship where they can walk the plank 🖤 There are regular free family-friendly events in the holidays as well as weekends, which include storytelling and arts and crafts. Facilities are good and they are currently in the process of having a major redevelopment with its aim to become a world-leading museum of design and creativity for children and families. Exciting stuff! 💜 #museumofchildhood#familyfun#eastlondon
She may have been incredibly cute, but that didn't stop me having my burger.
The napkin I put on her didn't work very well, and it turns out guacamole doesn't come out of clothing very easily 🤣
Gosh I miss that little girl
So yesterday we had to go to the hospital for Jack. His appointment lasted for over 2 hours. For someone with ADHD that is a very long time! But, he was extremely well behaved, literally an angel child. Before we had to take him back to school, we took him for lunch. As we walked in, Jack & Lucie saw these pyjamas. They both love penguins! As Jack had been so well behaved, I whispered to him "If you distract mummy, I'll buy them for us" he smiled & nodded. As he walked proudly through the shop I whispered to Lucie "Jack is going to distract you so I can buy those pyjamas for us". Lucie smiled. Jack kinda lost the concept of 'distraction' when, after our meal, he said he was coming with me to "the toilet". Good job I told Lucie about 'our plan' 😂 although Lucie knew we had bought them, what she didn't know was that Jack & I had a plan to surprise her later that day. When she got home from work, Jack & I were waiting at the front door, in our pj's, with her present, her own matching pj's. As we sat down to eat dinner that night, Jack asked Lucie & I if kids called their parents by their names, instead of mummy & daddy. Lucie said no, not usually. He said "How about step dad? What would you say then?". Before we had a chance to answer he said "I think I'll call you Chris" with a cheeky smile on his face. I laughed. I don't mind what he calls me, I'm just happy he has accepted me into his life ☺️ #diaryofastepdad#dadsofinstagram#dad#dads#stepdad#stepdads#dadsbelike#stepdadsbelike#dadstuff#dontforgetdads#dadslove#dadsquad#dadsmatter#stepdadsmatter#stepdadsrock#stepdadlife#daddyduties#dadandson#dadandsontime#autism#adhd
There is light at the end of the tunnel...it’s just a bloody long tunnel!!
Just keep sewing and sewing and sewing! We’ve got just over 200 items to sew up then we’re done for Christmas! Not even thought about presents yet 😳 does it matter??!!
Have a fabulous day my loves 😘
FFS!! If it’s not one it’s the other. (See today’s Insta stories) God help us when they hit their teens and our menstrual cycles are syncing. 😩 Jonny’s out playing footy and Barley’s been refusing to do anything except challenge me at every opportunity, assault her big sister numerous times resulting in more tears and then cover herself and my moderately clean house in fromage frais and all her Baby Annabel crap. I wanted to enjoy a fun bath and bedtime with them both, yet after a marathon of Christmas bedtime stories and full repertoire of songs that was interval worthy, she’s kicked off again over her big sister wanting to share her bed so they could cuddle! My rag has been well and truly lost and now I’ve had put her to bed crying. The last thing any parent wants to do. Feeling guilty as hell but I’m trying not to give in. She’s a tiny tyrant! Obviously I’m going to finish writing this and then go back upstairs, find her asleep, looking ultra cute and angelic and kiss her warm squishy little cheeks and button nose whilst whispering “I love you so much, and I’m sorry” like a creepy crazy lady. Damn it!!!!🙄