Year Four – Ten Years of Motherhood

The fourth year of motherhood brought few changes, Charlie was getting bigger. Almost as big as big brother! I was steadily building my little business. Our house was slowly being renovated.

I had so many different ideas of how I would parent before my children arrived but I was learning that none of this matters, you never will what kind of a parent you will be until your little ones arrive and put you to the test. On the surface we looked like a great little family but at home things were not easy. Peter was not easy. It was little things like his obsessions with the colour green, his obsessive manner he played with certain toys. The tantrums that filled and ruled his days. He was easily panicked. Soon Charlie started passing him in speech and we sought help and he was placed in speech therapy.

Speech therapy opened some new doors for him, they explained the tantrums were from his struggle with language. Those girls who worked with him weekly were miracle workers as we watched him learn to effectively communicate with us, now we knew how he felt! And what he needed!

He still had some quirks and was set on his routines but he smiled easily, laughed and danced. Nothing made my heart swell more then to watch those two little boys play with their trains and cars together.

We soon learned that another little one would be joining our family and once again we were expanding.