Big Thank you Hug.

I just want to take a moment to thank you for joining me this past week as I celebrated World Doula Week on my Blog. I hope you enjoyed my posts this week and I want to thank you for your support of my new role and my journey to being a Super-Doula. LOL. Sorry for the pun. I am just excited to be a Birth Doula and will continue to search for ways to make my services better and personalized. The joy that comes from seeing a mom and dad become parents for the first time is truly beautiful.

I am fortunate enough to have more then a few births coming up in the next few months, and I can’t wait to stand by each of them and offer words of support and encouragement or to simply hold their hand, no matter what time of day it is. Being a Doula isn’t a job for me, it’s a gift I’ve been given that I want to share. Every birth I attend is a privilege and I am humbled and honored to be a part of it.

I want to say a big thank you to my past clients and to my future clients, but there is one person who deserves the biggest thank you hug more then anyone else, for without him, I could not do any of this. As I write, I am brought to tears….. You see I have the most amazing husband, and with out HIS support, I could not do this at all. Thank you Dean for your loving care, your hours of childcare, your ears that are tired of hearing about all things baby, and still sending me out the door saying “don’t worry just go, Good luck and have fun. ”  Even though this journey for me is just beginning I feel his support stronger then any other, like we are on the same page and I truly don’t have to worry. This is where I am meant to be and he knows it to. Thank you so much! I love you Dean.

PS…. Dean you were my Doula, my support and my rock at each of my Births. Without you by my side I would not have been able to do it. You gave me strength and you believed in me. Every women should be so lucky.

XOXO

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2013 – Hello, Good-bye.

Today is January 1, 2013, and I’ll admit I am quite happy to say Hello to the New Year and Good-bye to the Old one. Although 2012 brought many wonderful things into my life, it’s been filled with small challenges that I am glad to be rid of. But I’m choosing not to dwell on those things and to instead remember the positive memories of 2012 and what is yet to come.

Amongst the best parts of 2012 were the birth of my baby boy in May, and the beginning of my Doula journey, Renovations on our house and the feeling that I am right where I’m suppose to be. Another way to say it is I finally feel like I’m coming into my own.  My cooking/baking has much improved, and my daughters are benefiting from my time at home with them, as is my husband. I guess it hasn’t been that bad of a year after-all eh?

As I was gathered with friends and family this New Years Eve and New Years Day, I felt truly happy and truly blessed. I have a wonderful family, both natural and “adopted”, and wonderful friends both close and far-away. And I am very thankful to be surrounded by love. To see the smile on my friends face, to hear a child giggle, to share stories from the past,  snooping through old photos, seeing life take shape in a growing belly and to watch my 8month old try to walk. These are joys you can not buy.  These are beautiful blessings.

I hope that 2013 is filled with those blessings and many many more, for me, my family, my friends and for you. Happy New Year!

Christmas 2012

Well I finally feel like it’s  Christmas time. The Tree is up, the carols are playing in the background, Christmas gifts are being wrapped, and Family gatherings have begun. This past weekend we spent two wonderful days with family. Good food, good people,good news and great memories.

As I have gotten older, I really cherish that part of Christmas. The gathering’s, the family traditions, the giving. Yes, I really enjoy finding a great gift and giving more then receiving. I am in the process of trying to teach my eldest daughter just that. And I am also learning that giving does not mean spending lots of money. Sometimes a simple homemade gift or baking is just as nice, if not better, cause it was made with love.  Giving of our time is also a wonderful thing, like some of my family did last week. We helped sort Shoeboxes at the Wearhouse in Calgary for Samaritan’s Purse. Giving our time to this charity felt wonderful, it certainly helped put me in the Christmas mood.

This Christmas will be a first for our baby boy, so that’s always exciting. This year we get to share the joy with our growing family and Christmas with kids is very joyful. It’s the joy in their eyes I look forward to on Christmas morning. Being able to spend the day with my Family, just like I did with my own family as a kid,  means so much to me and this year is special again. I hope that I can pass on the importance of family to my own children.

Now I’ll admit that this time of year brings some stress too. Busy-ness, Sickness, Finances, End of the year just to name a few. Busy-nes; Trying to fit everything in, visiting and shopping, baking, decorating etc… can get a bit hectic. So trying to slow things down and enjoy the moments helps. This year for us seems more relaxed and I will enjoy that I think. It will allow us to think about what Christmas is really all about and try to bring that out more. Sickness; Winter is flu season, and our house has had it twice. It’s hard to get things done when you are tired and cant stop sneezing from that silly cold. My Poor Husband.  Finances; I don’t think I need to say much about this one, but that every year I try to spend less on gifts. Still it can be a stressful time on your bank account. End of Year; Christmas means the year is almost done, and a new one around the corner. Sometimes that is good, sometimes it is bad. I lately have been thinking about all the things that didn’t get done this year, and how nice it would be to do one more project before 2013 rolls around. Oh well, so instead I’ll focus on Christmas 2012. For the next two weeks, I’m going to go easy on my self, do what I can, and just enjoy what the season has to bring.  Family Dinners, visit’s with friends, parties and Christmas Concerts. It’s going to be a wonderful Christmas season.

Plus, I’ve perfected my crockpot yam recipe, and my mom has requested it for Family Christmas. That’s really neat. Boy I’ve come along way this year. Here’s to a Merry Christmas to everyone and to growth and Joy in 2013.  May God bless your home and your heart. From all of Us here at the Duquette house.

Time

Many times these past few weeks, I have wanted to sit at my computer and write.  I have so many exciting things to share and small everyday things too.  Our annual Spa Day with my Mom, a Family holiday in BC,  Swimming in the hot-springs, Kids with colds and sick Husbands, A dinner with our adopted family,  the list goes on and on,  but there always seems to be  one thing in the way. Time.  I simply do not have enough time in my day to share all the things I want. My day’s are  so busy, and when I finally get everything crossed of my daily list, sleep becomes  my next priority. I am currently trying to break by baby of his “nurse all night, play all day-no time to eat”  habit. I just need to sleep when he is, even if I’m not tired. But this past week, not only was I a mother, swimming instructor, kids craft artist, chef, school teacher and housekeeper, but I had the role of nurse too. Family colds are rough, they take a lot of your time. Coughing all night, sneezing all day, constantly getting Kleenex.  If fact right now I need to go blow a nose and I’ll reward my self with popcorn at the movie later tonight with my girlfriends.  See busy days!!!!!

From Catwalk to Dance Floor….. well sorta.

Yesterday was a great day. I ditched my mom sweatpants, did my hair and make-up and out I went to strut my stuff on the Catwalk and show off my moves on the dance floor. Now my catwalk may have been a red carpet in a high end clothing store in Olds, and my dance floor a local school gym, but who cares. Yesterday I got to enjoy some time for me.

Ever since I started working a part time job in High School at a local clothing store, Side Street Fashions, I have had the honor of modeling wonderful fashions for the owner Cathy and her staff at various functions. Each year Side Street helps organize a Ladies night and fundraiser evening. Though there was one year I missed because I was 9months pregnant, I still attended the event.  One year Cathy even asked me to bellydance as entertainment part way through the show. What an honor. One year we also had Patty, a “retired” fashion model, show us how to walk. How cool is that? Well the fashion shows are such a blast  and I get to wear fantastic outfits and strut my stuff to fun music on the runway. I realized yesterday that I’ve been doing these fashion shows for Cathy for almost 15 years, so I’m one of the veterans so to speak. That’s funny to think of myself that way.  I absolutely love being part of it, and over the years I’ve learned many things, met lots of great people, gained some friendships, added some great pieces to my wardrobe and built confidence too.   So whenever Side Street calls to ask if I can model, I try to clear my schedule. Then for the evening I can pretend I am 5′ 8″ and walking the runway in Paris. It’s such a neat experience and wonderful opportunity for me to feel like a women. Yesterday was her Joseph Ribkoff sale and showing at the store, so when I got there she said “Just find something you like, put it on, talk, chat, and help people”. How neat is that? So I jumped right in and did just that, even helping a lady pick out something for a vacation.  Fun Fun. And big thanks to my mom for watching my two youngest children so I could be there.

Now my good friend and neighbor also deserves a big thank you, not only did she watch my oldest daughter after school, but she agreed to babysit my other children that evening so I could go dance. Zumba actually!!  So after a quick change of clothes, and a bite to eat,  I dropped the kids off with her and headed over the the local school gym. My dance floor awaits…… And it was fantastic! I moved, and grooved, chacha’d, fumbled over my feet a bit when Rachel added a new move, and had a great time. I like to think I have perfect latin form, lol, but even if I don’t, its a great workout and is a mental get away. I leave there feeling energized and soaked in sweat from head to toe. Both good things if you ask me.

So I am thankful for opportunities to feel beautiful. I thankful for the latin inspired workout. I am thankful for family and friends who help me out, and I am thankful I can strut my stuff and shake it too. It’s days like those that rejuvenate the soul.