Wednesday, 22 February 2012

We Have Approval...

Words can hardly express my relief.  The black stains of my childhood no longer loom over my head.  My parents' actions hold no weight now.  I do not follow in their footsteps, and I can hold my head up high. 

Dale and I have been approved to adopt! 

I am almost in tears with joy.

Sunday, 19 February 2012

Somedays It is just nice to Scream...

Ever want to just stand in the middle of a ring of children and throw your head back and let it all out!

Today I did it!  Between being "MOM" ed to death, the bickering, with the occasional fight over who's turn is next, and "When are we leaving?" I thought I was keeping my cool, but they seemed to have reached level of how can I outsmart Mom.

LMAO, not that they saw it.  Instead I just threw my head back and yelled at the top of my lungs.  Childish I know, but it felt great and seeing the looks on their stunned faces had everyone smiling. 

Then I guided Preston to the fridge where I have a list of house rules posted (with my kids, I tend to focus more behavoiur then chores). 

Our house rules:

1. Your room is your room. No one can enter without your permission, except mom and dad when needed.

2. Always knock before entering another's room.

3. Please help when asked.

4. Make a mess clean it up.

5. Don't interrupt

6. Share

7. Use your words.

9. Use your manners.

10. Hitting, fighting, breaking things or throwing things, will give you and instance TIME IN.

With three boys I find the number ten is the one the kids struggle with.  However, today, Preston and Cyrus were fighting over who's turn it was again.  Preston became frustrated and picked Cyrus up and tossed him on the sofa.  Cyrus was fine, and thought it was kind of fun too I'm sure.  Nevertheless he ran up stairs to tell on his brother. 

Preston's defense :"But I didn't hit, him."
To which I pointed out number ten again and explained throwing things also included your brother.

Preston took his seat on the stool to watch me work in the kitchen, while Cyrus scampered off. 

I had to keep my chuckles and smiles on the inside. Everything is now back normal, and I can put my focus into something I don't really enjoy, but do it anyways.  Baking ugh.  (Cooking is so much more exciting!)

Sunday, 12 February 2012

Way Too Much Testosterone...

I don't know what it was about this weekend, but by tonight I am completely maled out.  I don't know if it is the screaming, the argruements between my teenage boys, Dale watching hunting tv or wanting to talk about hunting (which I get it is his hobby, but I really don't enjoy watching).

 I was watching Stardust, and I still feel like I'm living in a man's world.  Could be because Preston gets hyped up at the actions scenes, and yells as he acts them out.  Alex telling to him just as loudly to stop, while I try to get them settled and still watch the movie.  I feel drained, and really just want them to go to bed and stay there.

 I feel momed out despite that Dale and I took a walk together which was nice, but suddenly I'm feeling alone in a world of males.  I haven't spoken to a single female this weekend.  I need to get my super mom mojo back, and try to remember that this is my domain.  Sure the guys stuff is fun, but right now I'm thinking about slipping into my bathing suit with a cooler in hand and gazing up at the stars for a relaxing retreat into the hot tub.

Wednesday, 8 February 2012

Paperwork almost completed...

Yippy!  Though I maybe celebrating a tad early, we can see the end of our list, just two more documents and we will be done! We need to have more blood work done for the medical and it will be a week or two for the results to come in, but yes that is it! 

My arm hurts because while I was visiting with our kind hearted doctor, he decided I need a full out blood work out. OUCH! Okay okay, I'm being a total baby.  I hate needles, and have been known to faint a couple of times.  I have a fear of being pricked, childhood trama issues that I've never completely forgotten. 

Cyrus was with me due to his own aliments so it was good timing. The poor kid had a fever a couple of weeks ago and left him with a painful swollen gland, and he is holding my hand reminding me about last summer's vaction. What a cutie!

On a side note, everything with the "Certificate of Property Ownership" worked out.  Whew!  I can't tell you how relieved I am to hear that.

Friday, 3 February 2012

Certificate of Property Ownership ... Tips for Ontarians.

Good Grief!  Can paper work get any more tedious?  The City Clerk didn't put our middle names on it. Why?  Because we didn't use our middle names when we purchased our home, they did use the information from their tax roll information (MPAC), which had evertyhing on it. So yes, using that information they were willing to do up a letter of Property Ownership. 

However, our middle names weren't on the letter.  We don't know yet if this will be a problem or not, the city clerk wasn't able to speak with us so we are left hanging till Monday.  A new letter must be redone which includes our middle names.  We are really keeping our fingers crossed that they will accept our ID and add our full names to the letter.  Otherwise, we need to go through the entire process of having our deed of ownership changed to include our full names, and have it resubmitted to MPAC who will then submit it to the Clerk so we can have our full names on the letter.  I am keeping my fingers crossed that this isn't the case, and a meeting with the clerk is all we need to verify that we are who we say we are.

As much of a pain it is getting this letter done, I have to say the people that have been involved with it have been completely wonderful.  I think I am going to need to purchase a handful of thank you cards.  There are a lot of people who have gone out of their way help us get what we need.  

Many thanks to them all!