Dead Kid Mother's Day? UH WHAT?!

 Today I have learned is Bereaved Mother's Day.  S'rsly?!  Bereaved Mother's Day.  Are there cards for this day?  Are people supposed to be sending me flowers?  If people don't know me or others who have lost a child are we to wear name tags or are our darkened eyes, slumped shoulders and shuffling gait enough to identify I us bereaved mothers?

I did not cease to be Ailish's mother the second she passed, the moment after cremation or at any time in the future.  I do not need a special day to recognize that I lived in the presence of greatness for eleven years.  Had Ailish been an only or the one of thirteen that she was I am and will forever be her mother.  Please PLEASE remember my child and what she meant to her family and always know that I never stop grieving for her but in case anyone should want to wish me a Happy Dead Kid's Mother's Day...I'm good.

That being said I never pass up the opportunity for brunch or dinner out so if anyone should happen to know of a dead kid's Mother's Day Brunch....I'm there.

Gala Princess

A little young to find her Knight in Shining Armor
(I gave him my number and told him to call me)

Tonight Malia and I attended the Cerebral Palsy Association of Alberta's annual gala.  Malia was in attendance for cute factor and pint size ambassador for kids with cerebral palsy with the thought that who couldn't empty their wallet when such adorability was present.  The child had me worried today and pretty much every day since the idea was posed to bring her to gala.  Malia can be...shall we say...unpredictable and explosive.  She is either going to charm or she is going to crash and burn taking names and numbers with her.  Malia was F.O.U.L today.  Tonight had the potential to be miserable but fortunately Malia rose to the occasion and everyone was her friend.

not really sleeping but thinking she really should have had that nap this afternoon

When asked about how much money we should ask folks for and what the organization would do with it Malia's reply was "600$ so that I can buy a Blackberry Torch like my sisters

It was a Medieval theme

Star in the making

Beauty

 The evening ended a bit on a sour note for the girl when in her exhaustion she stumbled and hit her throat area on the edge of a table.  This put her into mild hysterics with coughing, gagging and cries that she was going to throw up.  As we walked past the casino in the venue it continued with her promise that she was going to throw up and she was going to be sick all tomorrow morning.  As I am a sympathetic mother I calmly explained that is how many people feel when leaving a casino...

Poor photography or....

When we travelled to Disneyland in 2002 I took some pictures of Ailish in this garden in this exact spot. So are these pictures suffering from poor photography or a light of a different kind?  You be the judge.

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A Shocker?

There's a bus driver for some of the kids that we see every day that Malia has taken a shine to and something he reciprocates.  She likes him because he lets her on the bus while I take her sisters' seat belts off and most recently lets her beep the horn.  Who wouldn't like him just for that alone!  The fellow is getting braver at asking me questions about the family as his curiosity is getting the better of him.  Today he asked what is going on with Malia's left leg.  I told him she has cerebral palsy down her left side.  He then asked about her eyes.  Being no dummy he has noticed she needs to be on top of some things to see them.  I told him she is legally blind.

"I"M LEGALLY WHAT?!" she yells incredulously

planning ahead

The boy is a planner.  His birthday is not until September however he's got the cake figured out.

all I'm asking

The older I get the more frustrated I become with things that don't make sense.  My impatience for things that take up my time that are unnecessary in my life is at an all time high.  I don't ever use the size of my family as an excuse for my failures or inadequacies because most times it wouldn't matter if I had one other child or another ten (your mouth to God's ear!) and I will do whatever I can to do as I'm asked, contribute to those around me or lend a helping hand when I see one needed.  That being said I get really peeved when I am asked to do things that don't make sense, have little value in my life and only serve to meet a generalized bureaucratic requirement.  This takes time away from my family, money out of my pocket and leaves me and my family no further ahead.  

I just wish that when making requests of my time when y'all know I'm busy that it would make sense.  So much in this life time does not make sense and when we have the capacity to assert control please folks...don't be stupid!  Use your control for good....not for purposes making my head explode.

If I teach you nothing I must make this abundantly clear...it's all about me!  Before making plans, rules, regulations, requirements....think of me first and what meets my needs.  That's all I'm asking.

It is really  ALL. ABOUT. ME

oh oh

I'm no expert but my guess is that someone is going to be on the naughty list