Oh my, am I becoming neglectful of the fact that I have a blog. Geesh. I wonder what’s up with that? It’s not like I’m outside a lot or anything, what with the weather here being COLD, REALLY COLD, and everything being all frost and fog everywhere. Although when the sun does peek out to remind us that it still exists, we ALL rush outside and BASK for as long as we can, yes we do.

I suppose it is living in cohousing that manages to keep me busy even though I’m sort of hibernating as I tend to do in winter. We are getting closer with some of our neighbours, ones who have kids close enough in age to Kiernen that he gets to play with them often. It has actually gotten to the point where if he doesn’t get to play with one of his little friends in a day he gets all melancholy and bored - because he has come to expect to be able to play with someone daily. And I admit I share his expectation. We’ve tried to make his movie day around his friends’ schedules so that he can watch movies on the day they’re all out somewhere. Some of them go to preschool or little kiddo music classes or go and hang out with a nanny for a couple of days a week.

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Kiernen doesn’t really have any of those sorts of activities outside of Windsong, so we mostly hang out here. But still manage to socialize plenty. Good and bad? I choose to see it as good, but I sure would love some more opportunities to make friends outside of Windsong, if for no other reason than to get us out more. Not that I don’t like being here, but sometimes having so many resources available to us is a bit stunting. I cannot help but think that having these kinds of resources in DETACHED housing would be healthier to us - in that we would be going outside more, moving around in more space than just one large building. (As my thoughts meander where they will).

Winter. Hibernating. Unseasonably COLD. Feels like Eastern Canada. So weird.

Kiernen…Kiernen Kiernen Kiernen. That boy continues to amaze and delight me every day. Sometimes I feel so appreciative of the fact that I get to be his mother I feel like I’ll just burst with joy. What a delightful and challenging and sensitive and caring and snuggly and clever boy. He loves me so much - ME! He just wants to be with me every waking moment of his day. As far as he is concerned, I am the sun and the moon, and it is my job to be his constant companion. When I leave to go to Tai Chi class or to run an errand and he stays home with Daddy, he is sad - but he gives me a hug and a kiss and tells me he loves me, and waves goodbye as I go. But when I return! Oh, the greeting I get! “Mama!!! You home!!!” then he runs up to me, throws his arms around me, and wants to be held. I pick him up and he snuggles up to me, then gets down and does a happy dance. And sometimes he will also say, “Mama! I’m so happy to see you!!!”

Seriously, does life GET any better than that? Could anyone ever ask for anything more?