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Phonics for the win

December 4, 2017Leave a comment

With my eldest having started school in September, I too was being educated on how they learn now. No longer the alphabet that we learnt, but all about sounds. When I see him now only 3 months in looking at words and trying to attempt to know what they are by sounding the letters out, … Continue reading Phonics for the win

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The mom among these men is Madeleine. She is a stay at home mom to 3 young boys. An eternal optimist who has decided to embark on this blogging adventure.

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FROM MY CHILDHOOD TO YOURS.... I think I can honestly say some of my fondest memories from childhood were spent in the kitchen, Irish traditional music blaring and everyone giving it high jigs while mum cooked dinner amongst it all. The raucous laughter watching my Dad fully embrace it, never afraid to get involved. He loves to dance as does my mum, always ready to get silly. The rest of us linking, twisting, twirling, jumping, doing our best reel, jig or whatever we could recall from the few lessons we had. Roaring laughing through it all, ending in a sweat of exhaustion from leaping around. Distracted and ready for dinner. I think we all know the merit to turning on some music, kicking off your shoes, having a dance....it brings smiles.. laughter and can change a mood in the blink of an eye, especially those tough afternoons before dinner. I truly still love it. Real joy from something so simple and the boys love it too. In their modern techy times they now make their own DJ requests to Google Home and get the disco going themselves, no need to wait for Tape side 2. Good times....really and simply good times. #mondaymammy See @lifewithtinyhumans and @katieinthecountry for more details.
I LOVE LOVE With little of the mad nights, the messy nights, the wild nights...the old times, the good times, the young times, the free times...we have different kinds of mad nights, messy nights wild nights, but in the new times, the great times, the older times and the busy times. Life is so different from all these photos....except one constant...US. We are still here. Amongst it all and surrounded with the products of that love. And God you still make me laugh. I know Valentines isn't for everyone but personally, I love it. I LOVE LOVE. Yes we can express it and celebrate it daily, but it's nice to have this special day where we talk about love in all its forms, the kids learn that it's in many relationships, and in all the busyness we make a small effort to make it some way special. To love and be loved is quite a gift, whether that's your partner, your children, your family, your friends....it's love...yes...I will celebrate that. Happy Valentine's.
My baby...my current baby is three! We all talk about how quickly time goes by. As soon as we become parents it is like someone has held down the Fast Fwd button. Some days go by slowly but the months and years are flying by. If I'm honest it does make me a little sad, even a lot. Obviously I love seeing them grow up, learning new things, new experiences. But there's something so definite, so final about never getting this time back. When they are small they need us so much, there are such such cute moments, many gorgeous snuggles, lots of mommy kisses to make things better, oodles of "I love yous" and "You're the best mom", plenty of those first firsts, those moments of visible beautiful vulnerability. Now you and I both know everything I have just listed will continue in their lives just in different ways. But I will miss these young years. I can understand why people baby their baby, who wants to let go when it's your last. With another on the way I feel so so excited to go through these young years again, for all it brings, as knowing it'll probably be my last...as I don't think I could convince himself for another 🤣, those that know me know I'd have 10 if I could, but I will be embracing it all, holding onto it all, keeping this one home until they're 10 😂😂....Ah no..but I am hoping to maybe consciously try to just enjoy it even more.
SPRING CLEAN How much more like Instagram could this be...a nice clean exterior and just on the other side a cascading mountain of 'stuff'. (Swipe left). I think everyone has things they'd prefer to keep private and that's ok, as long as the opposite isn't being portrayed as the truth when it isn't. Behind this door lies everything that once lay in our attic. We converted it before Christmas and it was very much a 2 day empty attic affair so didn't get sorted at the time. It has been on my To-Do list. But it's such a major to-do, so I've been dilly-dallying with all the other to-do's first. Always quite a list of course to choose from, so never short of options. But....this is the baby room, always has been, so it needs to be cleared out. Also we just simply need to de-clutter. There are things that will be kept, sold, given away and dumped and in order for me to be in control I need to approach this methodically. One box at a time..BUT..I will be cut-throat. Time to let go. Our minds can feel like this at times. A need to de-clutter, a brain dump. Keeping those necessary thoughts present, giving away or letting go of those that do not serve us and absolutely dumping those that damage us. We can all do with a little spring clean now and again. Wish me luck.... #mondaymammy See @katieinthecountry and @lifewithtinyhumans for more details in joining in.
Hugs n Kisses I love them. I love the snuggles and the cuddles, from their toes to their ears, as tiny babes to little boys, I love to breathe it all in. How long will it last I wonder. From their koala like bundles on our chests, floppy newborn heads on our shoulders, those toddler embraces when you're gone too long, the comforting hug after a fall, little boys' heads tucked under your arm for movie time, in your lap for stories ....and the best...whatever age....when they fall asleep on you. How long will it last. I'll miss it when it's gone. Already there are moments they pull away, getting more independent, their own agendas..needing me less and less..in small ways..but I know it will grow. My arms will always be open, shoulder always waiting, and whenever and how often they come, this smile right here is how I'll feel..pretty happy..pretty grateful...pretty lucky....even if it is a hug that sometimes is..well... one way. 🤣
One Year On.... There are many occasions we wish time to fast forward, just close our eyes and bring us to next week...next month...next year. None so more than this day last year and the weeks that followed. On the 5th February 2018 I experienced my first miscarriage. Catapulted into a worldwind of physical and emotional rollercoasters. Knowing I had to board that rollercoaster and buckle up, I wished so very hard just to be past it. To be in the future, at a time when I could be off that fairground ride and back on solid ground. To now be a year on in time, in a place I wanted to be so much a year ago, in more ways than one, I am ok. We always, when going through something hard, want to be through it and out the other side, but should we not be present in all those difficult moments, otherwise than whose to know if we do come out ok. In those moments, we experience, we learn and we heal. The best advice I got this time last year was to feel each feeling. I exercised that each day, though not easy..by any stretch..each week, and it has always stayed with me. I truly believe it is why a year on that I am ok. I was not to know that a 2nd loss would follow, but that presented a different challenge. Your first; the shock of experiencing something you never thought would happen ever, Versus, A subsequent loss; being How has this happened again. But like the first time..each...feeling...felt. Life is full of feelings. We teach our children there are good ones, bad ones, upsetting ones, sad ones, confusing ones..angry ones...but each is important in its own right and deserves to be felt and acknowledged...that way we learn and grow...and..after something hard...eventually....Be OK. Xx [Drawing by @_doodle_pop_ ]

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