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Love will keep us together?

Our friend and spiritual teacher, fondly referred to as Father Neo has guided us through many religious and enlightening conversations. When George and I were planning to get married, we had many talks with Father Neo on the purpose of marriage and the eternal happiness possible. Although a monk and never married, Father Neo had a lot of wise words for us. He asked us why we were getting married. Such a simple question with what seems to be a basic answer right? We obviously love one another, we think of each other as soulmates, and we wanted to make a promise to one another of being there through it all. But the questions got harder. Why is the divorce rate so high these days? What happens if our paths lead in different directions as time goes on? What happens after the kids grow up? What will be the glue, the binding factor that will make us hold onto our marriage through thick and thin?

Father Neo speaks often of the Holy Trinity. He says that it is not only related to the Father, Son and Holy Spirit, but that there are many trinities in life. He states that marriage used to be a bond between man, woman and God. The husband and wife always had a path towards God that kept them together. They were unified by God and would only part when God willed them to, generally in death. In this age, many of us don’t see this religious perspective anymore. We’re not really churchgoers and we don’t see the Bible as truth. We have slowly detached from the Church and from God as a consequence. Father Neo was okay with that. He said it’s fine if we don’t have God in our trinity. But he asked us the really tough question after that. What will be OUR trinity? What will keep George and me together, after the financial problems, after the children, after the deep passion, after the good and bad? Why will we hold on? I often wonder if Father Neo simply knows that there can be no other path but a spiritual one to hold people together.

It was interesting. George and I never really found the answer to that question before we got married, but our love for one another never made us doubt that we were missing anything. I still feel in my heart that I made the right decision. Today, almost 2 years after our marriage, George and I had a disagreement. It’s a fairly common disagreement between us that may lead to a “fight” someday. It could be that this disagreement will push the two of us apart. I questioned all of these things when he left for work today and asked myself if I could ever leave him. The answer was so simple – NO! I could never see myself hurt this man. The father of our child, the big chunk of my heart, the free-spirited angel, my husband. I will always put myself in his shoes and see where he is coming from. And although we may not have yet found that trinity and determined what will keep us together in our years to come, I know that I will always do my best to keep my promises to the man I chose to spend the rest of my life with. There could be no other man. He is my dream come true.

The Monster in Me

Today, the monster in me came out. How is it possible that the most beautiful, angelic, loveable and sweet baby can bring such an ugly side of me to the surface? Dimitri did not sleep at all today, except for a 15 minute power nap that ended in screaming and wailing. I did my best to be patient. We went out for lunch, I played with him, we came back home, I patiently awaited signals that said: “Mama, it’s time for bed now”. Alas, 2:00 rolled around and still nothing. I struggled for two hours trying to convince Dimitri of the importance of sleep. In the meantime, he was caught between two moods – 1) This is the most terrible crib in the world, I feel tortured and I will cry so loud I will scare the neighbours, and 2) Hey, this crib is kinda fun. Check out that sleep sheep in the corner, let me play with him and show him just how cute I am.

I lost my cool. I lost my patience. I lost every ounce of sanity I had left. Who would have thought that a 20-something pound baby can torment you like that? I will not speak of the actions and words that came out of me at times today. I am too ashamed to write them down, where they will forever remain real. But here’s how it ended: Dimitri finally fell asleep in my arms. Right before falling asleep, he looked up at me with the saddest most beautiful eyes and these pouty lips. He closed his eyes and leaned on me, comforted to be in my arms. And I cried, and cried and cried. I asked him to forgive me so many times. I stared at this little peaceful being sleeping and realized that I am a terrible mother at times. This is the beginning of the many mistakes I will make as a mom. I can only hope that my son will forgive me as easily in the future as he did today. I hope that he can always find comfort in his mother’s arms, even when his mother lets him down.

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Dimitri – 7 months, 11 days

Just a little post to reflect on our day. Will try to do these as often as I can.

Dimitri woke up with the biggest laugh as always. He now knows how to sit up, so we usually find him in his crib trying to climb out of it. I gave him his bottle while George got ready for work. Those 10 minutes are probably the favourite part of my day. My son in my arms peaceful and angelic. My husband hopping around the room trying to make our son laugh (and almost always succeeding).

We then had a healthy breakfast (eggs, tomatoes, bacon, manchego cheese and a glass of milk) and I drove George to work. The rest of the day consisted of playtime with Dimitri’s grandparents. He loves them very much and gives them the cutest smiles. He’s at the starting stages of crawling now and it is simply so fascinating to see him struggle between the need for independence and then the want of a hug after an exhausting attempt at crawling. Here is a little video of Dimitri and his first little independent moves! His personality is really starting to shine these days. He’s a giggler, he’s demanding, he is discovering his voice and alternates between sweet little whispers and ear-ringing screams…

Dimitri also played in the water today. He loves splashing his little feet around and concentrates hard on trying not to get the water on his face. He has a fascination with animals, especially dogs.

His bedtime routine was pleasant as always. Bath, massage, bottle with A Child’s Gift of Lullabies and bed. What can be more beautiful than watching a baby sleep? It puts our whole life in perspective. Some days are hard, I must admit. I am not sure if there could be anything more challenging than the constant demands of taking care of a baby. There are moments where I reflect on the times I had to myself – free to do what I wanted. But then I look at that beautiful face and I see him smile at me, loving me with absolutely no conditions yet. He accepts me as I am and I am the most important person in his world. And all is forgotten. Life has a new meaning with this little soul in it. George has new meaning as a husband and father. My days are blessed and beautiful. I will forever be grateful for these moments and will always look back at these days fondly.

I’m Sorry

To my dearest son, Dimitri,

I am sorry for making life a little difficult for you.

I am sorry about making you wear a constraining snowsuit.

I am sorry that car seats were made so uncomfortable.

I am sorry that Quebec streets are filled with potholes and I somehow land in all of them.

I am sorry I keep you awake, even when you are sleepy.

I am sorry I sometimes don’t pick you up right away, because I love to hear your little cries.

I am sorry that I don’t always get what your cries mean.

I am sorry that I let other people hold you, even if you are sometimes scared.

I am sorry I run you around town, when some days you just want to stay home and take it easy.

I am sorry I make you have tummy time, even though you hate it.

I am sorry that I take your hands out of your mouth, even though they provide you comfort (but you just bite down too hard and then it hurts you!!!)

I am sorry if your ears are sometimes polluted with horrible music.

I am sorry that I am not always fully present. I know that you feel me when I drift off, thinking of a million things. This is what I am most sorry for. You are my world. You are the second love of my life after your father. I thank you for showing me what unconditional love really is.

I will love you even if you choose to crossdress, become ultra religious, become a conservative, fall in love with someone that I don’t like, and anything else you throw my way. I will love you even if you choose to hate me. I will love you NO MATTER WHAT! I promise you this Dimitri. I hope this will make up for all the mistakes I may make along the way raising you. Please know that I don’t intend on messing this up, but who knows? We all think that our parents messed us up somehow. I just hope you know that my intentions are to love you unconditionally and to accept you for whoever you choose to be one day.

With all my love,

Your mother

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Pregnancy – May 25, 2010

On this very special day, George and I woke up nice and early to meet our baby for the first time. I was just shy of 20 weeks pregnant when we first saw the little cutie. Crazy feeling! The ultrasound lasted approximately 10 minutes (of heaven) and we found out that everything is a-ok. We are having a little BOY!

I have attached the pictures little guy, so that one day you can look at them when you’re all grown up. Here they are… BABY’S ULTRASOUND