One Year Ago...

Thursday, January 19, 2012


... there was a giant blowup jacuzzi heated up to 98 degrees in my living room.  I was reading InStyle magazine in a bubble bath, trying to calm my nerves.  I had your first outfit- a tiny little cap, onesie, booties, and like 20 receiving blankets laid out in your empty nursery, just waiting for you.  I wasn't 100% sure I would meet you tomorrow, but let's just say I wasn't surprised when you started break-dancing in my belly, getting into primo position. Then that night, my water broke. I was so focused on giving you a peaceful and calm entrance into the world (Sorry I screamed and hollered so loudly! It wasn't your fault.)  I couldn't begin to comprehend what life would be like with you outside of me. 

You immediately went to sleep cradled in my armpit.  I had no idea what I was doing and my mind was racing with what ifs, but you still felt totally safe in my presence. Because I'm your mama.  I'm the mommy God gave you (I used to repeat that to myself all the time because it didn't seem real!) That night, you slept bundled up between me and daddy, breathing quick, newborn breaths.We didn't sleep at all. "Her nose is whistling, her breathing is irregular.  She keeps moaning! Should we call the midwife???"  But you were just fine, your lungs were getting used to dry Winter air.

My dear, sweet Siena, it's been beautiful.  Both of us have had our cranky moments and meltdowns, but we've had so many intensely wonderful "rainbows shooting out my butt"* moments too.  And there are the times when you are sleeping, and daddy and I come quietly creeping into your bedroom just to see what funny position you've landed in.  We study your peaceful face, your quiet breathing in and out, and your chubby onesied body sleeping in snow angel position atop a pile of stuffed animals (moo cow clutched in your hands.) A warm feeling comes over us, and our heart literally hurts a little, just stretching to hold all the love we have for you.  Sometimes we creep into your bedroom two or three times.  Yes, we are stalkers, in the best possible way. 

My sweet almost 1 year old daughter, you are truly a gift from God.  May this next year be filled with lots and lots of belly laughs and "rainbow butt" moments ;) 

Love,
Mommy

*Yes Sisi, I said the word butt.   It's just, sometimes I feel so much joy it's like riding on a rainbow.  Best way I've heard that feeling described.

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Proud Mama Moment: Siena Featured!

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

I posted this video a little while back.  Besides being sooo cute, what important lessons can we learn from Siena's break-dancing? Check out this post on Janet Lansbury's blog, Elevating Childcare, to find out!

I've linked to this blog before (when I talked about sharing here, and when I talked about play pens here) because it offered insights about nurturing babies' independence.  I could very well have been a hover mom, micromanaging Sisi's playtime, thinking that made me an involved parent.  I certainly started out that way.  But the RIE parenting approach that Janet advocates on her blog have helped bring joy and confidence to me as a mom, and helped Siena explore the world on her own and come up with the coolest ways of entertaining herself, like breakdancing (which she did right in the middle of Barnes and Noble today ;)  

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A Comment About Venting v. Complaining

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

This guest blog post on Geek In Heels (one of my favorite blogs!) really struck me.   I'll leave it to you to read it if you have the time and desire, but here's the gist:

Basically, it discusses an NPR article about how stinkin' hard parenting is, and how most moms feel totally unprepared for this and surprised that no one warned them. Just as I was nodding in agreement, ready to call all my pregnant friends and give them my top 10 reasons why raising a kid is the most thankless job in the world, the author surprised me.  She said ummm... what?  Isn't the negative, yucky, exhausting side of parenthood all parents ever talk about?  Don't we seem to relish in these nightmarish stories and find instant comraderie with others who will whine with us?  She's sick of all the complaining, and thinks perhaps we need to toughen up and have a more positive outlook on life in general, like our parents' generation.

Here is the comment I left:


"i’m a new mom (baby is almost 10 months) and i’ve been thinking about your post all day- super thought provoking! like another commenter said, people told me all about how physically taxing it would be (heard lots of “sleep now while you can!” when i was pregnant) but i was not really warned about the emotional and spiritual toll motherhood would take on me in the beginning. i was not told about the intense fight or flight response that would surge through me every time baby cried, or the depression that would hit each time the sun went down. when i shared these feelings with parents, they were sympathetic, but didn't quite seem to get it.  when i vented these same feelings with my peers, they totally understood and made me feel validated. so in the beginning, i think my complaining was totally necessary. group therapy, if you will.

BUT when my hormones were back on track and motherhood was becoming my “new normal”, my venting turned into whining. i really think this stemmed from 1) my perfectionism- wanting baby to be/act/sleep perfect, and wanting to be the perfect mom but failing constantly 2)wayyy too much info online making me hyper-aware of everything baby was doing or not doing 3) i’m just a wuss, straight up! i’ve had a relatively easy, comfortable life and motherhood is not easy, or comfortable.

then a few months ago, i stopped whining. like, pretty much cold turkey. my 11 year old cousin was dying of cancer at the time, and I felt it was a slap in his parents’ faces to complain about how “hard” it is to care for my healthy, vibrant baby girl. a few middle of the night wakings is nothing compared to what his parents had to do- comfort him all night long as he vomited, inject medicine into him constantly, and prepare to say goodbye to him for good.  they never lost hope, and they never wallowed in self-pity.  just like that, my whole perspective on motherhood changed. i now enjoy motn feedings, and make sure to kiss baby and stroke her little head while i enjoy the stillness of the night. my cousin is gone, and i know his parents would do ANYTHING to hold him again."

**edit:  I still whine, it's just not my prevailing attitude as a mom anymore, praise the Lord. 
***Siena turns 1 year in just a few days, and when people ask me how motherhood is, I still feel the need to talk about how hard it was in the beginning. If you've followed our journey on this blog, you know that at around 6 months we found our stride, and I started to LOVE motherhood, but I still don't feel genuine if I fail to mention that I did not handle the newborn stage well, AT ALL.  Why can't I just let it go?  My perspective certainly changed after my dear cousin passed away, but the sting of postpartum depression (or my teeny mini version of it) is still fresh.  I really hope that once Siena turns 1, I can look ahead with hope and excitement instead of hold onto the regret I have from the first months.  I guess that's my New Year's Resolution...

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Instafriday 1/13/11

Friday, January 13, 2012

life rearrangedLinking up with Life Rearranged for another instafriday! The theme of this week was BALLS!  Let me clarify---Tack balls, fabric balls, wool balls, baby toy balls, dog toy balls, balls of cake (cake pops)... I was way too busy to take pics of everything, but here's a snippet:


The centerpieces for my best friend's baby shower.  It was SUCH an incredible day.

 When these wool balls arrived off of etsy (also for Angel's shower), I did the happy dance! 
 Beautifully packaged, even the etsy supply sellers make their items feel like a special gift.  That's why I love etsy so much! (these were made to order in Angel's nursery colors by mylittlekawaii)


 Pesto is Sisi's best friend.
 She loves when he licks off baby food residue from her face.  I should probably prevent it, but I don't.
 Flower shopping, for Angels' shower.  Look at those daffodils!
 And these delicate paperwhites!
 Here's what became of the wool balls- lots of faux craspedia to add to the arrangements.
 My 2nd cameo project, which required like 10 pieces of sacrificial cardstock to get the settings just right.  I think I'm getting a hang of the cameo though!  It's an incredible little gadget.
 My sister's Christmas gift to me- a 3 step mascara process.  Primer, mascara, and these crazy (sorta creepy) little fuzzy hairs that you brush onto your wet lashes. Then repeat.  Normally, I just curl my lashes and walk out the door, but Angel's shower seemed the occasion to try out this lash trilogy. 
It did make my lashes super long and fake looking after just 1 coat. 
 The braised short ribs at Lucques- so melt-in-your -mouth good I wanted to cry, because I know I won't be able to eat them again until I'm rich.  I'll just have to wait, but in the meantime, I've got creamy horseradish on my mind...
How was your week?  This weekend, we'll be helping my mom move into her new beach pad (she is letting me take up prime closet real estate with my surfboard, so hopefully I'll really really really get back into surfing this summer and burn off the remaining baby belly for good)

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Paleo Treat: Coconut Manna

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Coconut manna.  Doesn't that name intrigue you? Like manna sent from Heaven?

Paleo dieters just LOVE coconut. It really is a miracle food, and they use it for everything, including cooking, beauty, hydration (coconut water is a substitute for IV fluid in the tropics), and diaper rash.  Since strict paleo dieters don't eat peanuts and tend to go light on nuts in general, coconut manna is a great alternative to peanut or almond butter.

Here's what the label says:  "Coconut Manna™ is a delicious whole food, made of pure, dried coconut flesh. This tropical "melts in your mouth" treat contains 12% fiber and 9% protein and nourishing fats." 

(BTW, From what I can tell, coconut manna and coconut butter are the same thing.)



The verdict:  When you open the jar, you'll see that the oil has risen to the top.  You have to soak the jar in hot water for a few minutes, then mix it all together.  Then take a big spoonful, and...it wasn't life changing or anything, but that stuff is really good. As far as paleo "treats" go, this is the only one I get really excited about.  It's slightly salty, sweet, and very, very rich.  One bite and you don't want to eat for a few hours.  Once the jar cools again, the butter gets hard and crumbly.  If you want a creamy nut butter, you'll have to rewarm it every time.  But we like it crumbly.  We eat little chunks throughout the day as a treat. 
 
Siena loves the stuff.   Just a few little crumbles on her high chair tray and she goes nuts. She savors it as it melts in her mouth and she goes hunting for every last crumb to devour.  I'm fully convinced babies DO NOT need sugary treats.  Coconut manna gives her more pleasure than a plate full of oreos used to give me.

The texture of coconut manna reminds me of the creamy, crumbly inside of a peanut butter ball.  So I created this recipe that was a big hit at our Christmas party among the paleo crowd. (It was 50% successful among the non-paleo crowd who wished it was sweeter.)   It's a dessert that I didn't feel guilty giving to my child, which makes it the best ever.

PALEO COCONUT MANNA BALLS
Ingredients:  (this made about 20 balls)
  • 1/4 cup coconut butter/manna (melted)
  • 1/2 cup coconut flour
  • 1/4 cup coconut oil (melted)
  • 1/4 cup (or more if you want it really sweet) honey or real maple syrup (there is some disagreement on whether honey and syrup are ok in the paleo world, but since I don't care for Stevia, it's the best I can do)
  • dark chocolate chips or pure cocoa powder
Directions:
  • line a cookie sheet with wax paper
  • in a mixing bowl, mix together the coconut butter, flour, oil and syrup/honey. 
  • Form into balls and place on the cookie sheet.
  • melt your chocolate chips over low heat, and dip or drizzle balls with chocolate to your liking. I liked them drenched in chocolate.  If you are a super strict paleo person, then simply roll the balls in cocoa powder for a completely paleo-legit dessert.
  • place in the fridge to cool and harden.  








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    Instafriday 1/6/12

    Friday, January 6, 2012

    life rearranged


    Linking up with Life Rearranged for another instafriday, where I unload my cell phone pics from the week. A very baby-saturated and craft-saturated week. 

    At Barnes and Noble Jr., playing with the big kids, wearing her lily pad headband.
     Joe must always spike Siena's hair after her bath with baby oil. It's part of the night night routine.

     I decided to tackle my sewing machine insecurities and make a few things outside my comfort zone.  This pleated pillow turned out pretty cute, despite having to take it apart and put it back together a few times. I'm too "artistic" (read: impatient) to measure anything out, so I just eyeball it.  Sometimes it works, and somethings it goes horribly wrong.

     Baby feet covered in backyard mud (not poop.)
     More pillows in the making.

     Gossip at the water cooler...
     It came!  I'm thinking it will revolutionize the way I craft for business and pleasure, although I'm too intimidated to actually use it yet.  I just want the first project to be special :)
    Thanks Auntie Christine for the piggy hat!
    This weekend, I'll be a craft ninja, finishing up all the decor for my best friend's baby shower next week, and brainstorming for Siena's puppy themed party!

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    I'm Pro Play Pen

    Monday, January 2, 2012

    Here's another parenting topic I never thought could be controversial- PLAY PENS.

    Pictures taken by Trista!


    I used to have a low view of play pens.  When I was pregnant, a pack n play was most definitely NOT on the registry.  Funny how things change!  In my short experience as a mom, play pens have been a blessing.  Baby has a safe place to play, and I get 20 or 30 minutes of alone time.  When Sisi was about 5 months, I built independent play times into her schedule.  After she wakes up from each nap, I  turn on the lights and put a few toys/books into her crib, then I walk out the door.  She'll play in her crib on her own for about 20-30 minutes until it's time to pack away the toys and get on with the day. She protested this plan at first, wanting me to scoop her up right away.  It took a week or so to change her expectations, but now she expects to play on her own when she wakes up.  I also give her alone time in the pack and play, high chair, or baby bjorn bouncer whenever I just need a little space.

    I understand that every baby is different.  Some are more independent than others from birth. In general, I think Siena has a pretty independent personality.  But I also think that giving her safe spots to explore without me, and not rushing in to scoop her up at every whimper or protest has helped to set a certain tone of independence in our household.

    Here are some observations:
    • Siena's attention span is significantly longer in the play pen/crib.   In fact, the fewer toys I put in there with her, the longer she stays occupied, finding new ways to explore and manipulate the objects.
    • She might be grumpy about playing on her own for a few minutes, but almost always ends up enjoying herself. I let her cry if she needs to, because it's a way of expressing her frustration and emotions. I used to HATE when my dad would tell me to stop crying.  Anyway, this is a topic for another day.
    • Giving her play breaks in her crib has allowed her to fall asleep very easily on her own in the crib.  She is super comfortable being alone in her room during the day, which translates to bed time as well. 
    • Communicating helps- I tell her it's time to play in her crib while I rest for a few minutes, and that I'll be back to get her soon.  When I don't take the time to explain what's going on, she's more apt to protest.  
    • I don't push it too hard if she's terribly grumpy, overtired, hungry, or teething.  There are some moments when she just needs mama cuddles, and that's ok! 
    Ok, so then why on earth is this a controversial topic?  Because play pens are seen as "cages" and they  go against the attachment parenting model of "babywearing".  Dr. Sear's negative view of playpens (he lumps them together with things he doesn't approve of like spanking, scheduling, and bottle feeding on his website) kind of peeves me.  First of all, babies have no idea what a cage is.  That's an adult association that means absolutely nothing to a baby. I believe in babywearing if you want to.  Heck, I have 2 moby wraps, a ring sling, a peanut shell, and an ergo, so I'm obviously not against it, especially for newborns.  BUT, I really do believe a play pen can be just as cozy, happy, and secure a place for baby to stretch and move about a just be, without being entertained or told how to play.

    And I can't help but address this- some of Dr. Sear's terminology about the subject actually freaks me out. He talks over and over about babywearing "humanizing" babies.  "Proximity increases interaction, and baby can constantly be learning how to be human. Carried babies are intimately involved in their parents' world because they participate in what mother and father are doing. A baby worn while a parent washes dishes, for example, hears, smells, sees, and experiences in depth the adult world. He is more exposed to and involved in what is going on around him. Baby learns much in the arms of a busy person." 

    Umm, Siena is already human thank-you-very-much, and although she LOVES and NEEDS my touch and guidance, she doesn't need it constantly. She learns so much from being left alone to explore her own little corner of the world, and interact with it in her own way.  That's part of being human.  Plus, I really feel like having those moments of separation during the day (and at night when she's sleeping in her crib) rejuvenates ME and gives me energy to give her my full, undivided attention when we are interacting and playing together. Quality togetherness time, not quantity. 

    Any thoughts on the topic?  

    **For those who aren't sure how to start implementing independent play time, I recommend the book Dream Baby Guide by Sheyne Rowley, and maybe take a look at this article by Janet Lansbury (who is the coolest lady ever.)**



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