Leave Me Alone Please!

My son, Seamus, has started taking showers on his own a few days ago. He loves it! He feels free and in charge. The day it started was, let's just say hysterical and a little bit of empty nest syndrome. I turned the water on and told Seamus to get in. He did and immediately washed his hair. 15 minutes later I thought to myself; Wow this kid is taking a long time... So I venture in and pop my head in the shower.  "Seamus, grab the soap and was your body.", Seamus grabs the soap, "Okay mommy, can you please leave now?". I was crushed but I thought it was hilarious. Here my four year old son is grown enough to kick his own mother out of the shower and demand privacy! I didn't take it to heart, I knew my little boy was turning into my little man.

Heartbreak and fulfillment

Whew! What a whirlwind week it has been. Last Sunday we headed over to my grandparents house for the afternoon. It was insatiably relaxing. My grandparents who are in their 80's adore spending time with their great grandchildren. Monday and Tuesday were spent catching up on back to school shopping and soccer practice. Then came Wednesday, that's when the heartbreak set in. 
   I started lightly bleeding on Wednesday morning. And I thought nothing of it. When a man and a woman come together that came happen if your pratner goes too deep and you're pregnant. Then Thursday it got heavier, and on Friday it was still flowing. I called the clinic on base and told them that I was three weeks late and I was bleeding. I informed them that I thought I was having a miscarriage. The nurse told me to go to the ER. I didn't go. I wanted to see if it got worse or lightened up. Well now it's Saturday and still no good news. Richard and I are taking this pretty hard/well. We have moments where it's overwhelming. See we both had agreed to no more children. I secretly wouldn't have minded one more Allen child running around. But Richard was dead set against it. Matter of fact it took him a couple of weeks to accept the news. And now that the opportunity may be gone he's devastated. I do believe that children have a sixth sense about these things though. Yesterday I had a conversation with my son. It went something like this, "Seamus how many babies are in mommy's tunnmy?" "Two mommy." "What are they?" "One is a boy and one is a girl. The girl is freaking out and the boy is happy". I typically don't put much stock in what a four year old says unless he's hurt, but for some reason I did. Maybe it was because I didn't want to lose another baby. And I was desperate to hold onto any sense of life the baby had. Only God knows. 

  Now we're focusing on the children that we haven't lost. Seamus, Lylian and Maddalaena. They are so precious and knowing that God gave them to us, alive, is so fulfilling. Watching them grow and explore their world is such a blessing. I love them and my husband and I are much better knowing them and having them.

date with the wizard emerald green dress - $52.99 : ShopRuche.com, Vintage Inspired Clothing, Affordable Clothes, Eco friendly Fashion

I happened upon this dress while searching the internet for some cute affordable romantic dress'. My good friend Aimee Pawluk inspired me to do so. Thank you Aimme! From the rich green material to the pleating to the cream sash just called out to me! I love this dress!! And I paired the dress with a pair of heels from aldoshoes.com( link soon to come). I thought the pairing was romantic with a little bit of chic!

Here's the link to the shoes! http://www.aldoshoes.com/us/women/shoes/high-heels/77539821-destime/32

The Soccer Stud

My little man. Wait he would hate it if I called him that. My soccer stud, much better. We recently enrolled Seamus into Munchkins soccer through Dolphin Sports and Rec. So far he loves i. He's really good and enthusiastic. Seamus loves the fact that he can run and kick a ball and also score a goal. I brings such great joy to my heart knowing that my son( my only for for now anyways) is thriving in an enriching environment. He is a really good forward. He's able to dribble the ball with control and score a goal fluidly. He's learning how to be a defender. Going after the ball and such.

Today they learned how to kick the ball with the inside of their foot and how to take the ball away from the forward. All in all it was a fun and productive practice. First game is the second Saturday of September at 9 am. Location to be announced!!

Seamus as goalie

Exponentially beautiful

These ladies and gents are my three famously adorable children. From left: Lylian Rose, Maddalaena Jacqueline and Seamus Wylliam. These people are my life but not without my husband, Richard. They all bring such joy and warmth to my life. I describe it as I feel I'm in autumn. It's my favorite time of the year. Warm cider, apple pie and Thanksgiving just to name a few things that make me warm on the inside. It's a amazing to know that God has blessed us with these angels. And soon another Allen will grace us with "his" presence.

Rocker Chic

My eldest daughter has taken in interest in 80's attire. The ironic part of this is I used to HATE 80's clothing. But now that I see it on her I think it's ansolutely adorable!! She's like my she has a passion for clothing that she has no clue what to do with. Hopefully she discovers something that I have yet to discover.

Frustration and Enlightenment

  "Mommy, I am hungry again. Mommy I am hungry again. Mommy I am hungry again. Mommy I am hungry again." sang my pre-schooler in a sing song voice, in my ear. There is nothing like the ring of a whiny child to a cherry on a cake. My eldest child Seamus was hungry. I was frustrated at the repetition of his question. I thought to myself "I know you're hungry I can HEAR you!!". Still the song kept floating in my ear like a car hitting a telephone pole at 100 miles per hour. So I turned to my so ever handsome four year old, "Seamus, what do you want?""Mommy I am hungry again." "Seamus I am right here you don't have to say something 800 times. I can hear you!". He stuck out his bottom lip and instantly I felt absolutely horrible. I had just won the worst mother of the year award. So to quickly push the feeling aside I had him a little baggy of cookies I had been planning to eat. Seamus took the cookies with joy and scurried off upstairs to watch Phineas and Ferb. 

  After all of this took place I thought to myself, "Was it really that bad? Did I have to go and victimize him?". Of course not. No I didn't. Then I slowly started to think about how I act when I want something done. For instance, when I would like for Richard to help around the house. Do I ask once and let it rest? No I don't I nag and nag and nag. What's the response I get? I know it isn't what I hoped for. In return to my selfish nagging I get an annoyed and angry husband. Point in case my son and I have a lot in common about patience. It's funny how as adults we think it's warrrnted the behavior of a four year old. In other words we think it's ok to nag and to push to get what we want accomplished. But when a four year old acts the same way we rebuke and chastise them for acting in a way that shows us how we really are.