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All Too Soon
Um... I could write about my day, I guess.
Got up, Chris went to work, boys stayed home, chatted with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ninja_kat (who's still pregnant), biked to Guy's house to bring him lunch stopped at the library for French books on the way there and at Malabar's for ballet shoes on the way back and at the park where we got a nasty shock because the trees ringing it have been torn down and replaced by bulldozers and after the shock I read my articles while Daniel did some math & English and Justin ate and then they played and chatted with ninja_kat (whose younger sister is no longer still pregnant - baby boy born today!) and then we left our bikes locked up together because Daniel's wheel was loose and my chain had come off (again - gotta get a new bike) so we walked to Fabricland and got the Halloween costume fabrics and off to the grocery store and lugged our food home then stopped at home for 30 min so the kids could play on the computer and then it was off to school for Meet The Creature Night and then to Beavers to drop off Justin then back home to do more of my readings, get Daniel to finish his Social Studies work and make dinner and then off to choir while Chris took Daniel to pick up Justin and came home after they were all asleep.
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Or I could write about how, on Monday, I had the kids all day and then kept them with me for most of the evening after Chris had come home from work, and made dinner while he studied, because I was going to attend the HBLN parents' get-together at 7PM.
And then I could write about how, on Tuesday, I had the kids all day and then kept them with me for most of the evening after Chris had come home from work, and made dinner while he studied, because I was going to visit with a couple of other home schooling moms around 8PM.
Or reiterate that today, I had the kids all day and then kept them with me for most of the evening after Chris had come home from work, and made dinner while he studied, because I was going to attend choir at 7:30.
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But I'd much rather share a totally gorgeous song we're learning in choir, about the Maritimes. It's actually two separate songs, one sandwiched into the other, both beautiful. The bread part of the song is very simple and sweet, the filling is a multi-part rolling thing that really makes you think of the ocean. Which is convenient, seeing as how it's about the Maritimes. A little sad, in that it mourns a way of life that's disappearing, but somehow it's uplifting too.
Great fun to sing, too :)
All Too Soon, Traditional Celtic Tunes, Stephen Hatfield
No one's in doubt that the children singing
All too soon shall be women and men
And the bonny new land
That we shaped with our hand
It'll roll to the ocean again.
No one's in doubt that the tale we're bringing
Can't turn time back to where he was then
For the old ways they change
But the new is so strange
Will it ever be simple again?
No one's in doubt that the children singing
All too soon shall be women and men
And the canny old land
That we never could command
It'll roll to the ocean again.
[song change]
Grampa was in the war, and when he came back to Nova Scotia
He had a bride in tow, who had no English but Yes and No Sir
What made her leave her home to be with someone she hardly knew?
(What would make her leave her home?)
How she must have hated to feel alone, she must have cried when the day was through
(I would hate to feel so alone)
Oh and this was a part of earth
Where you could hold onto one another
This was a line of work
A-where the whole town was like your brother
Ah but now it's getting hard to stay
(Now the children)
The children move to a bigger city
(move away)
And there is really nothing you can say
(There is really nothing)
But what a shame, and what a terribly pity
(That you can say, but)
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Roll on down the bay)
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Fundy to Biscay)
They say,
The world is getting smaller every day, oh every day
But to make it pay
Well everybody has to move away, so far away
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Roll on down the bay)
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Fundy to Biscay)
You know,
How much a Maritimer hates to go, and isn't it so,
Just how much we owe
(We know how much we owe)
To the land that watched our parents grow
(We love the land that watched our parents grow)
When life was oh, so deep and slow
And hard, but deep, and proud
Was the life we were once allowed,
We knew our soul never could be bowed,
(Never to be bowed)
Dealing with the ocean, when you're Nova Scotian, turns into a sign of family devotion
(You deal with what you know)
Dealing with the ocean, when you're Nova Scotian, turns into a sign of family devotion
Grampa was in the war, and when he came back to Nova Scotia
He had a bride in tow, who had no English but Yes and No Sir
What made her leave her home to be with someone she hardly knew?
(Don't cast me off discourteously)
How she must have hated to feel alone, she must have cried when the day was through
(For I have loved you so long)
[song change]
No one's in doubt that the children singing
All too soon shall be women and men
And the canny old land
That we never could command
It'll roll to the ocean again.
Got up, Chris went to work, boys stayed home, chatted with
ninja_kat (who's still pregnant), biked to Guy's house to bring him lunch stopped at the library for French books on the way there and at Malabar's for ballet shoes on the way back and at the park where we got a nasty shock because the trees ringing it have been torn down and replaced by bulldozers and after the shock I read my articles while Daniel did some math & English and Justin ate and then they played and chatted with ninja_kat (whose younger sister is no longer still pregnant - baby boy born today!) and then we left our bikes locked up together because Daniel's wheel was loose and my chain had come off (again - gotta get a new bike) so we walked to Fabricland and got the Halloween costume fabrics and off to the grocery store and lugged our food home then stopped at home for 30 min so the kids could play on the computer and then it was off to school for Meet The Creature Night and then to Beavers to drop off Justin then back home to do more of my readings, get Daniel to finish his Social Studies work and make dinner and then off to choir while Chris took Daniel to pick up Justin and came home after they were all asleep.Or I could write about how, on Monday, I had the kids all day and then kept them with me for most of the evening after Chris had come home from work, and made dinner while he studied, because I was going to attend the HBLN parents' get-together at 7PM.
And then I could write about how, on Tuesday, I had the kids all day and then kept them with me for most of the evening after Chris had come home from work, and made dinner while he studied, because I was going to visit with a couple of other home schooling moms around 8PM.
Or reiterate that today, I had the kids all day and then kept them with me for most of the evening after Chris had come home from work, and made dinner while he studied, because I was going to attend choir at 7:30.
But I'd much rather share a totally gorgeous song we're learning in choir, about the Maritimes. It's actually two separate songs, one sandwiched into the other, both beautiful. The bread part of the song is very simple and sweet, the filling is a multi-part rolling thing that really makes you think of the ocean. Which is convenient, seeing as how it's about the Maritimes. A little sad, in that it mourns a way of life that's disappearing, but somehow it's uplifting too.
Great fun to sing, too :)
All Too Soon, Traditional Celtic Tunes, Stephen Hatfield
No one's in doubt that the children singing
All too soon shall be women and men
And the bonny new land
That we shaped with our hand
It'll roll to the ocean again.
No one's in doubt that the tale we're bringing
Can't turn time back to where he was then
For the old ways they change
But the new is so strange
Will it ever be simple again?
No one's in doubt that the children singing
All too soon shall be women and men
And the canny old land
That we never could command
It'll roll to the ocean again.
[song change]
Grampa was in the war, and when he came back to Nova Scotia
He had a bride in tow, who had no English but Yes and No Sir
What made her leave her home to be with someone she hardly knew?
(What would make her leave her home?)
How she must have hated to feel alone, she must have cried when the day was through
(I would hate to feel so alone)
Oh and this was a part of earth
Where you could hold onto one another
This was a line of work
A-where the whole town was like your brother
Ah but now it's getting hard to stay
(Now the children)
The children move to a bigger city
(move away)
And there is really nothing you can say
(There is really nothing)
But what a shame, and what a terribly pity
(That you can say, but)
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Roll on down the bay)
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Fundy to Biscay)
They say,
The world is getting smaller every day, oh every day
But to make it pay
Well everybody has to move away, so far away
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Roll on down the bay)
Haven't got a notion, how to stop the motion, rolling to the ocean, that's the magic potion
(Fundy to Biscay)
You know,
How much a Maritimer hates to go, and isn't it so,
Just how much we owe
(We know how much we owe)
To the land that watched our parents grow
(We love the land that watched our parents grow)
When life was oh, so deep and slow
And hard, but deep, and proud
Was the life we were once allowed,
We knew our soul never could be bowed,
(Never to be bowed)
Dealing with the ocean, when you're Nova Scotian, turns into a sign of family devotion
(You deal with what you know)
Dealing with the ocean, when you're Nova Scotian, turns into a sign of family devotion
Grampa was in the war, and when he came back to Nova Scotia
He had a bride in tow, who had no English but Yes and No Sir
What made her leave her home to be with someone she hardly knew?
(Don't cast me off discourteously)
How she must have hated to feel alone, she must have cried when the day was through
(For I have loved you so long)
[song change]
No one's in doubt that the children singing
All too soon shall be women and men
And the canny old land
That we never could command
It'll roll to the ocean again.
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I was never induced, but I'd heard before I had Justin that an induced labour feels a hella more painful, because your body doesn't have time to adjust to the labour pains gradually. Then when I had Justin, I realized that was probably true; Daniel took six hours to be born, Justin only three, and I was in a mind-blowing amount of pain for Justin. I was also shaking and in shock for about 24 hours afterwards.
Then again, three hours of extra pain and 24 hours of shock sure beat 6 hours of labour, in my books. I'm a get-it-over-with kinda gal ;)