Mothers Day

I experienced my first Mothers Day as a Mother last week. It was nice to be honoured for the time and energy that I've put into this new role, but felt at the same time odd to be 'appreciated' for something that isn't new in the span of history. Giving birth is a trial, but one that most every woman faces at least once in her lifetime. Raising the child you give birth to is just as natural an occurrence. Obviously, there are a multitude of mothers out there raising children they did not give birth to, and this is to be highly commended (I was raised by my biological grandmother).

I'm not attempting to down-size the magnitude of the job itself. It's obviously a labour of love and full of sacrifice, but when frustration sets in, only a few moments away from the Monster is needed to remind me that even though it's a difficult task, it's a beautiful one, full of reward and lots of slobbery kisses of thanks. I wouldn't have it any other way.

I'm not the kind of person who collects a large number of trinkets or collectables, but I do have a little affinity for the gentleness and quiet beauty of Susan Lordi's Willow Tree figures. I saw this one, and my heart leaped, one of my favourite moments is bringing the Monster (asleep in my arms) to his crib, or when he's had a good time playing with his toys and reaches up to me putting his head on my shoulder in an appreciative hug.

Pretty Lemony

I had wanted to do another feature such as the stapler one I had before, this time I thought I'd place the items in a treasury. When thinking of something to focus on, I considered the beautiful yellow sunshine streaming in my window, and was reminded of my wedding, where the quirky song that we choose to describe our realtionship, 'Lemonade' by Chris Rice. Here are the inspired items,

I had attempted to link to each item and shop individually, but once again Blogger is playing tricks with me. To visit these items and view these shops please see the actual treasury here.

Featured in a Treasury

FolkyDolky created a treasury titled; "Shopping Local" it's featuring a number of Etsy artists based in NL. Check out the Treasury!

Featured are works by; IslandSweet, TrinityRocks, Myself - Crysto, Dallied, SweetAppleStudios, RetroReality, OPdesigns, Gcuff, TheStoreNL, NF2000, KristinaTuck, and HandmadeNaturals.


Here's one of Folky's items that I'm particularly fond of;

"On The Street Where You Live" (Limited Edition Lino)

Newfoundland and Labrador Tourism New TV Ad: Ancient Land (2 min)

I'm in love with my province, and I was super excited to see this commercial during the 2010 Olympic broadcasting. It has a mystical air about it that you can truly feel standing on one of our mountain tops or at the edge of a cliff as the waves crash below.

Smothered Mother

I think I’m being smothered by hectic routine. The life of a mother, wife and business woman (ok, that last one is a bit of a stretch, but I do still conduct business on etsy and I’m also dealing with some real-estate matters), is a life plagued with the mundane day-to-day necessary tasks, as well as the random surprises that seemingly intend to throw you off your game, or at least affect your balancing act slightly.

This is particularly meaningful a reflection for me this weekend. Sunday I’ll honour not only my birth-mother, but also the mother who raised me. I hope to think I honour them every day with the person I have become.

It’s truly a sacrifice of love to grow a child in your womb as well as raise that child from infancy. Both of my mothers have done miraculous things for me, astounding sacrifices.

This is also my ‘first’ Mother’s Day. I do technically consider it my second since the Monster was in my womb at this time last year, but not everyone would agree. I’m a little psyched; just don’t let Hubber know that.

Now I’ll go tend to the other random things demanding my time. I’ll leave on this note, I dearly miss the Etsy gift guides (and yet appreciate the gift-guide-esque postings in Storque) and never look at the Showcase slots because they’re rarely pleasing to the eye and the few times I have looked, I’ve never seen anything that’s drawn me to click and investigate further.