Janet Delo, come on down and claim your prize!!!
The judges loved your gradation colour plan! Janet wins three yards of Dorr Natural!!!
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September's POM
Design is now available upon request. Free with purchase!
To read about our contest click this link:
http://www.encompassingdesigns.com/contests
Design is now available upon request. Free with purchase!
To read about our contest click this link:
http://www.encompassingdesigns.com/contests
Even though September is closer to the end of the year, it’s seems more about beginnings than January. Beginnings for children that is. The start of their scholastic learning, the shaping of their minds for what lies ahead. They go off to school in new little outfits, shiny shoes, carrying blank scribblers, newly sharpened pencils and that coveted box of crayons. It’s bittersweet…..
Sending our babies out into the big world, away from our watchful eye is worrisome and can be wrought with tears! For stay at home moms, their children may not have left their side since they were born, and now only five they are cast out into a world they have no control of. Dropping off and handing over a child to a complete stranger isn’t the easiest thing to do and there can be a river of tears as you let go of that little hand.
It’s one of the longest days of your life, waiting for that bell to end the school day. You’ve been waiting outside for a while, anxious and pacing. Talking with the others moms who also wear false smiles and keep an eye on their watch. And then the bell rings and the emptiness turns to real smiles when you see them dashing out the door, down the steps and into your waiting arms. Excited and breathless, they show you the picture they coloured and are filled with stories of new friends and Miss Teacher they already love. You are proud and sad at the same time. Let’s face it; your baby’s world is now filled with more than you. That big pill to swallow is part of our own growth and luckily, each day gets easier as routine sets in.
I remember my first day of school and what I was wearing. Well, not exactly, I saw a picture of me in my little pleated shirt and book bag so the memory is easy. I remember how I felt that first day though, sitting in one of the chairs at a four seat table looking at some new faces and being shy enough to keep my head down. I was more than a little apprehensive but, by days end, I was settled and enjoying myself. On that first day, I’m not sure if my mother shed tears as I walked towards the classroom, or if she went home and turned up the radio to dance a jig, but I know a lot of moms do a lot of crying as they turn their babies loose that first time, I did for Shane…..
Sending our babies out into the big world, away from our watchful eye is worrisome and can be wrought with tears! For stay at home moms, their children may not have left their side since they were born, and now only five they are cast out into a world they have no control of. Dropping off and handing over a child to a complete stranger isn’t the easiest thing to do and there can be a river of tears as you let go of that little hand.
It’s one of the longest days of your life, waiting for that bell to end the school day. You’ve been waiting outside for a while, anxious and pacing. Talking with the others moms who also wear false smiles and keep an eye on their watch. And then the bell rings and the emptiness turns to real smiles when you see them dashing out the door, down the steps and into your waiting arms. Excited and breathless, they show you the picture they coloured and are filled with stories of new friends and Miss Teacher they already love. You are proud and sad at the same time. Let’s face it; your baby’s world is now filled with more than you. That big pill to swallow is part of our own growth and luckily, each day gets easier as routine sets in.
I remember my first day of school and what I was wearing. Well, not exactly, I saw a picture of me in my little pleated shirt and book bag so the memory is easy. I remember how I felt that first day though, sitting in one of the chairs at a four seat table looking at some new faces and being shy enough to keep my head down. I was more than a little apprehensive but, by days end, I was settled and enjoying myself. On that first day, I’m not sure if my mother shed tears as I walked towards the classroom, or if she went home and turned up the radio to dance a jig, but I know a lot of moms do a lot of crying as they turn their babies loose that first time, I did for Shane…..
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