Monday, November 17, 2014

Choose Kind

God has been pressing several things on my heart lately, and I just thought I would journal some to help me remember and also encourage you.

Last year, I read Wonder to my students.  It is a great book for children and adults alike!  It is about a young boy with extreme facial deformities who is about to enter his first year at a public school as a 5th grader, if I remember correctly.  The book is narrated from several people's perspectives, and it is very enlightening, albeit convicting (yes, I have stared at people because they are different, too!!). Anyway, one of the boy's teachers's gives the students principles to ponder each month or so, and this one really stuck out to me:

When given the choice to be right or kind, choose kind.  

It was a topic that was brought up last week in Bible Study Fellowship, too.  I wrote in my notes,

 "Go the extra mile.  Whatever it takes, as an ambassador of Christ, make it right."

And, and, and I just read it in my book from MOMS group.  Of course, it is a Bible verse, 

Hebrews 12:14  "Strive for peace with everyone, and for the holiness without which no one will see the Lord.

There have been times within the last year, in the last month, where I have been so wronged by the other person, yet they are the one taking offense with me.  Even though it is my business to begin with, my secret to keep.  I have been tempted at times to blast them on my blog, passive-aggressively of course.  In fact, I have the blog post ready to go.  Just hit publish.  Graciously, God has kept me from doing that.  Even though, I am clearly in the right, God has called me to be at peace, to be kind, to make it right.

Still learning... I haven't attacked these people, but I still struggle in my mind of how to handle it.  I know where I should be, just working on that journey.

Friday, October 24, 2014

Who, who, whooo!

Since I clearly had no time last time I was pregnant I thought I would show you all the cute pictures I have of some of my showers that were thrown for me.  My sweet sister and sister-in-law put this together for me.  

Owl cupcakes and m&ms.  So yummy and so easy!
You know how hard it is to find a specific picture on a shirt once you have it in your mind to find it?  Well, iron ons!  So easy and clever.  
Each flower is made out of two baby washcloths and a cute little button in pinned in the middle.
Mom picked up this cute canvas basket from Target.  We use it as Eleanor's hamper.  
My sister picked up this cute owl sign at Kirklands.  It ended up matching her room perfectly!
Pink, pink, pink!
Another iron on!

I will have to do another post on the game we played.  I had never played it--which is saying a lot for shower games.

Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Repurposed embroidery hoops

So, I have been needing to do something with my entryway for forever.  For the longest time we had a large glass mirror that we had removed from our bathroom last year.  I broke it last week, and now it sits in the garage until we decide how to get rid of it.  I mean it is huge!

I love projects, but I really love projects that I can do start to finish by myself and it doesn't take forever.  This project is just that.

Last weekend my sweet father saved mes some frames and embroidery hoops to see if I wanted to use them in the house.  I took the hoops as I had seen several pics on Pinterest showing them with different pieces of fabric in each circle.  I like the hoops because they can take up a lot of wall space and make a big impact.

I decided to use maps instead of fabric.  Fortunately, Denton has this amazing store called Scrap.   A dream store for DIYers.  I snagged these maps for 50 cents each and was able to find a few more hoops for the same price as well.  Score!

A few tips: First map I cut in a circle a little larger than the hoop, planning on gluing it to the middle hoop before putting the larger hoop on.  What a pain.  Next one I cut in a square, placed over the smaller hoop and pressed the larger hoop on it.  No glue or tape involved!  I cut off the excess after the hoops were secure.

Start to finish this was done in an hour with a crawling baby trying to eat my maps!

Although not my original plan, I did end up choosing maps of most of the places Anthony and I have traveled together, so it was a little more personal. And I love how it turned out!

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Cloth Diapering Dilemma

Oh, cloth diaper.  I honestly can't remember why I initially wanted to do cloth diapering.  I am sure that living in hippie Denton had something to do with it, and of course, saving money, I am a big fan of that.

Right now I am in the midst of nasty poops from the little one and desperately needing a disposable liner that contains it all.  Any advice in that department would be great.  It was especially difficult during the intense first trimester nausea and vomiting.  I would have to, and still do, but peppermint oil on my nose, spray the room, and have everything prepped and ready to go.  Fingers crossed, I hope that the vomiting over poppy diapers is over because heaven knows the poopy diapers are not!!

Fortunately, I have given myself grace to not always have her in cloth diapers.  When we go out or when I know a gross one is coming, I just throw on a disposable.  The cloth diapers have already paid for themselves, so a disposable ever now and then is okay by me!

We use BumGenius because that was the only brand carried by a major store around here.  And even then, we had to order them online.  Despite that we have been very pleased with the diaper.  (Actually, now that I am looking back at the website, Target does carry several other brands, but I think we opted with BumGenius because I could buy several together for a discounted price.)

Overall, we have been very pleased with the diaper.  Initially, right after Eleanor was born, for probably a month or so, her legs were so skinny that stuff just slide right out the leg whole.  We did have some leakage problems at night once she got a little older, but we just added a newborn insert with a regular insert = problem solved.

Now if I could just find a liner that I am happy with...


Thursday, October 9, 2014

My little weed collector

I am sitting by my front window in my very comfy lazy boy with a red warm blanket wrapped around my always freezing toes even though I think it is like 95 outside.  For reals, people.  It is a good thing I already got out for the day.  I always pictured in my house I would have a nice large window overlooking my kitchen sink with some picturesque view of a garden with roses or falling colored leaves or at least the visual opportunity to be a noisy neighbor under the guise of doing dishes.  Well, this days I do a lot more sitting than washing dishes, so the view out my front window from my comfy chair is a-mazing.

So, this last spring I planted a little raised bed and gathered some plants from the local nursery determined to grow produce for our little family and take cute pictures of my success and make strawberry jelly and take pictures of those to make people jealous and and...that basically did not happen.

There was this random freeze like in April.  I mean it is October and feels like summer, but we freeze in April.  That killed off 3 of my zucchini plants and both bean plants.  Good thing though because the remaining squash plants were huge.  Who know?  Certainly not me, the person who did absolutely zero research prior to gardening.  I did get some squash, and they looked great on the plant, albeit tiny.  But I am pretty sure they were not edible, and they looked nothing like the ones at the store-even the ugly ones at the store.

Currently, my little plot is collecting tall grass and maybe a snake or two. Does anyone have any tips for the newbie, lazy gardener??

Try, try again,

Friday, September 26, 2014

Fall Friday Letters

I used to do Friday letters as part of a link up forever ago.  It was one of my favorite things.  I don't know if the link up is still going on, but I shall continue on by myself.  I wanted to start last week Friday, but life with a baby--you know how that works...

Dear Freezer Meal Swap Group, I am so thankful for you, so I can provide my hubby with something besides fruity cheerios for dinner.  Eventually, I will post about how that all came about, how it works, and how it blesses me every month.  But since it takes me forever to do anything, you can also check out pinterest.  Dear library, I feel like you need a delivery service. I have put stuff on hold multiple times that eventually goes off hold because it takes me forever to get over there.  Never mind the fact that the library is less than 5 minutes down the road.  Dear gym, I impulsed bought a membership.  What was I thinking that I actually would make it over there? I would like to get out of it, but don't want to talk to anyone.  Dear pumpkin chocolate chip cookies, I have had all the supplies for weeks, and seriously what could be fall?  Except you know?  Cooler weather.  But naps when over cookies these days.  And cookies have always been a top priority.  Dear baby girl, It is amazing how far you can get around without actually crawling.  Dear subbing, you are kicking my booty.  I need like a full day recovering.

Till we meet again,

Monday, September 22, 2014

X Number of Things Not to Say to a female in _________stage of life (Fill in the Blank)

I can't count how many articles I have read recently of things NOT to say to other people.

X number of things NOT say to a mom of one child
X number of things NOT say to a single mom
X number of things NOT say to a pregnant lady
X number of things NOT say to a mom who just gave birth
X number of things NOT say to a single girl
X number of things NOT say to a mom of all girls or all boys
X number of things NOT say to a mom who had a boy and then a girl and then a boy

Seriously, it seems that every female in every stage of life now has a list of things that shouldn't be said to them by other people.  Maybe we should all just wear shirts that say, "Don't talk to me.  I am a female.  And more than likely I will be offended by what you have to say."

I recently read somewhere about how much more help a man would get flying with a baby than a female would.  How unfair is that?!?!  I have even thought I would hand off the babe to hubby for our upcoming plane trip.  But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that the reason people are more likely to help my hubby with a baby than me is because he doesn't have a list.  The flight attendant would have to ascertain in what stage of life I was in before looking up the list of things she isn't supposed to say to me.  Gesh!  It would just be easier not to say anything at all.

And unfortunately, that's where we are--people don't want to talk to other people for fear of offending them.

When really, those people that touch your belly, ask you if you are going to pop right there in the store, offer unsolicited advice, tell you to cherish those sleepless nights, offer your screaming child a lollipop, warn you of the dangers of whatever, when really, I think, they are just looking to connect with another human in some way.

Instead of getting frustrated that maybe whatever they did or said didn't sit well with whatever hormonal swing we are on that particular day, put yourselves in their shoes.  More often than not, they are trying to connect with you.  Don't shut down a connection just because your female feathers got ruffled.

As females, we have to be in control of our hormones, no matter how raging they may be.  We can't expect everyone else we come in contact with to know our personal life stories and exactly where we are on our cycle to determine what is appropriate or not to say.

Who knows?  That elderly clerk who made the comment about you looking like you are ready to burst may go home that night and tell her husband about the lovely pregnant woman she saw today and reminisce over her pregnancies long ago.

Maybe the old man who bought your tantrum throwing two year old a sucker was just trying to help a young momma out, not rot his teeth or undermine your authority.

Maybe that woman in the parking lot that told you how unsafely you loaded your kids up had lost one of hers because she made a similar mistake.

Maybe the man at the restaurant who rubbed your belly has a daughter who is pregnant who lives far away and he will never be able to touch her growing belly.

Sure being a mom is hard, being a female is rough, but can we get rid of this attitude that everyone else is out to get us and they purposely make rude comments to upset us???

Let's change our perspective.