Brace yourself… I haven’t watched this past season yet.
Yeah, I know. But I really wanted to just binge watch them and I HAVE to watch them with my daughter. I’m so excited to meet Bill. And just as we’re about to settle down to meet her I hear about our next Doctor.
While I always hate to see the current Doctor’s regeneration I do love getting to know the next Doctor.
Eeeeek I’m so excited! How long do I have to wait to meet the new Doctor???
This is when I feel myself expand, just a little, into the space she’s left behind. There are hours now when I am finally able to twirl in a circle of my own without scraping motherhood’s walls. – Lisa Sadikman
Wow. That moment when you read the words; the ones that match your feelings but you didn’t quite know you wanted to say them? Does that make sense? Regardless, this is a wonderful post about the time before you blink and she’s in university.
“Tuck me in momma,” she insists sweetly, her blue eyes big behind her glasses, her long, caramel-colored hair tied back for bed. I’m standing against her doorway more out than in. Her bedside table is littered with gum wrappers and tangled hot pink headphones, Catcher in the Rye, its pages curling. The bed is unmade and her finished homework spills out of her unzipped backpack.
“Pleeeese?” she says dramatically as she reaches for her phone, the glowing screen a constant calling. I watch her check her texts or maybe it’s Snapchat. For me, it’s her girlish plea that beckons and tugs at my heart. It’s past her bedtime and inching closer to mine. With the younger two asleep, My Time is just within reach: the book I’ve been meaning to start, that cherry enzyme facial mask I want to try out. If I go upstairs now, I might even…
Last week (oops I’m a bit late with this post) I was grateful for a break between rainstorms. I love wandering to enjoy nearby gardens.
During a break in the rain last week. I went for a walk around a nearby neighbourhood. I was delighted to find this beautiful garden full of tulips.
Did you know?
In 1945, the Dutch royal family sent 100,000 tulip bulbs to Ottawa in gratitude for Canadians having sheltered Princess Juliana and her daughters for the preceding three years during the Nazi occupation of the Netherlands, in the Second World War.
The most noteworthy event during their time in Canada was the birth in 1943 of Princess Margriet to Princess Juliana at the Ottawa Civic Hospital. The maternity ward was declared to be officially a temporary part of international territory, so that she would be born in no country and would inherit only her Dutch citizenship from her mother. In 1946, Juliana sent another 20,500 bulbs requesting that a display be created for the hospital, and promised to send 10,000 more bulbs each year.
Ottawa became famous for its tulips and in 1953 the Ottawa Board of Trade and photographer Malak Karsh organized the first “Canadian Tulip Festival” source: wikipedia.org
This year Canada will be celebrating the 65th year of the Tulip Festival in Ottawa. I’m sure it will be amazing as we’re also celebrating Canada’s 150th Birthday this year!