Time is funny. It’s supposedly consistent with each minute only being 60 seconds long, but it rarely feels that way. Sometimes it forces you to count the seconds, other times it hurtles and you can barely hang on, and sometimes it just slips peacefully by. Even in retrospect, the days that seemed like years and the months that flew by too quickly all get rammed together becoming timeless. Moments both long and short run into each other. Nine long months…
The other day we were at the mall walking around and enjoying their A/C. I stepped into a Motherhood Maternity Outlet to check out their nursing wares. I’d heard really good things about their pull-down tanks and figured I’d check and see if they had any for a good price. (Honestly, I was mostly looking for things to prolong my stay in the overly air conditioned building.) The selection in my size was slim, unimpressive, and not any sort of…
After sewing up a frenzy, taking a million photos, and anguishing over pricing, my shop is officially open for business. Right now I am testing the market/waters, so if there’s anything that you don’t see that you want to see or something you’d be willing to pay more for, let me know. Also, if there are typos anywhere in the shop, let me know ASAP. I hate typos. (How embarrassing.) Any other feedback is welcomed as well. If you like…
Tell us about a time when you had to be self-motivated to accomplish an unsupervised task. That would pretty much be every day for the past two years. It’s my job to look at the tasks that need to be done, organize them by priority, and execute my plan with zero supervision and plenty of people trying to derail me. Skills/Accomplishments Natural Childbirth (2010, 2012) Cloth diapering (2010-present) Convincing my two-year-old to eat Toasted Cashew Curry with Tofu (2012)…
The reactions I get to being a stay-at-home mom are sometimes amusing. Women that are contemplating the “career path” often ask “What do you do to stay busy?” (I admit I wondered that myself before becoming a mom) and women that work try their best to politely ask, “So, what exactly do you do?” When we first moved into our house one of my retired neighbors (a man) in a spirit of camaraderie commented, “Isn’t it so great to have…
Adjusting to having two kids is often difficult. The house is typically a mess and the laundry is more endless than ever. Most days are considered a success if everyone is fed, no one gets hurt, and nothing is broken. Every once in awhile though I get this crazy adrenaline rush. Somehow I manage to get everyone dressed before noon and I’m loading kids in the car one after the other. Once we arrive at our destination I’m unloading kids,…
At times being a mom helps me be more spiritual, but at other times I sometimes feel that it tests my spirituality. (Generally at the same time that my children are testing my patience.) Today we stayed home from church thanks to a cold the whole family caught. At first I was really bummed because I felt my Sunday was ruined, but then I thought of an article my good friend, Lina, sent me. The article, “Spiritual Growth for Young…
If someone were narrating my life, I’m sure the moment Ellen was placed in my arms the words, “She suddenly realized life would never be the same again” would have been uttered. I feel like having a new baby in the house makes me rethink everything. Big things like my parenting skills and my spirituality, as well as little, unimportant things like my fashion. Life never will be the same again, but that’s part of the excitement of living, right?…
It’s that time of year when everyone is creating ambitious training plans and hitting the gym daily. Not me though, at least not this year. Becoming a mom has taught me a lot about respecting my body. Prior to Cooper my body was a lean machine that frequently had its limits pushed in various races, nights of little sleep in order to complete “important” tasks, and back to back scheduling that kept me constantly on the go. Years of training…
This past Sunday the women at church had a special Christmas program with music and treats. I was asked to introduce the song “Breath of Heaven.” I’m pretty sure I wasn’t asked to talk about this song because of my outstanding spirituality, but for other obvious reasons. (Kind of like the time I got cast as the Little Red-Haired girl in the 5th grade production of You’re a Good Man Charlie Brown.) I’ll spare you the muddled and entirely inadequate…