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Has anyone ever put their child in Kindermusik? When my nieces were still young, my sister and sister-in-law enrolled them in the program. All I knew about it was that they sang “toys away” each time it was time to clean up. It was a bit that we did at home, and I didn’t know much about the class aside from that.

I put Remy in Kindermusik when she was eight months old. This picture was taken after her first-ever class. It was actually quite late in the game, as Cuddle & Bounce is from 0-12 months. Each class is 45 minutes in length and is filled with singing, circle dancing, baby massages, reading, sign language, and playing with a lot of different instruments. At first she was overwhelmed with the people as the noise. She’s a very serious baby in public and it takes her usually around 30 minutes to warm up in a room. After that, she squeals and zooms around. I loved Kindermusik from the start, but knowing that Remy wasn’t really into it at first had me questioning if I was even going to keep her in it. I’m so glad that I did! Not only have I made some really amazing friends from the program, but she so enjoys it now. I’ve also learned a lot about her overall development.

Tomorrow, Remy is going to graduate from Cuddle & Bounce and begin Sing & Play, which is for children from 12-24 months. I’m excited but also a little nervous. However, two of her best friends (and mine) will be joining us, so we should be just fine.

I highly recommend Kindermusik for any parent and child! Above is one of my favourite songs that we sing.

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Emory

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  • Hello, friends. My name is Emory. I live on the Canadian prairies with my husband, daughter, and animals. Welcome!
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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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