Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Extended Breastfeeding

Awhile back I felt undecided about going on vacation with Mario because I didn't want to terminate my nursing relationship with Wesley. Up until the day we left he continued to nurse 4-5 times per day (a couple of those at night on occasion) and more if he felt lousy. I packed my Medela breast pump and took to Jamaica. While there, I pumped 3x a day for 5 days.

My goal for nursing both of my children is/was for them to nurse as long as they wanted to and to engage in child led weaning. Clare weaned at 17 months when I was 5 months pregnant with Wesley. She was text book, sticking around until the milk supply decreased and turned salty in preparation for a new baby.

When we came home from Jamaica last Monday night we woke both kids up because we were so excited to see them. Wesley acted a little drunk and dazed at first kind of marvelling at the fact that we had indeed returned to him. And then, we curled up on the couch and he nursed. And has nursed every day since.

At 20 1/2 months the choice remains Wesley's. From here it is up to him.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Pictures from Georgia

The kid's new favorite activity: digging in the back yard with kitchen spoons.
New duds! Grampin' got Clare this adorable deux par duex dress for $3 and Wesley's island boy Gap button down and OshKosh shorts for $2.00. Now they're ready for Spring!

Holes and water were the predominant themes (outside of vampires) for the weekend.

Wesley enjoyed filling up his wagon with lots of dirt tranplanted from the yard. His vessel: my stainless steel mixing bowls.
LOVE LOVE LOVE the wide open space at the beach to run and play. This year is so much easier than last year at the beach.
Silly girls at the beach.

We're okay. Really.

On Wednesday we set off for St. Simons Island to visit with Grampin' for a few days. I have some cute pictures to share but for some reason the card reader is being finicky right now so those will have to come later.

Oh, and then Twilight finally happened for me. Hence the non-blogging week. I know some of you will totally understand. Tonight I am borrowing the third and fourth book, if I'm really strong I'll wait and actually try and get some stuff done before I start reading. But probably not.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Jamaica








Monday, March 23, 2009

No problem Mon.

Today is our last day in Jamaica. We are relaxed, not sunburned, plump, and bonded. These are all good things for us and we are happy to have had the experience together. Tonight we land in Charlotte and will drive back to Columbia to see Aunt Rena, Grandma Junie and our kiddos. Ahh...how we miss them and can't wait to see them again.

It's another gorgeous day here. High 70's/low 80's, a slight breeze, and sunshine. We are making our way through our novels and hoping to finish them before we arrive back home. Last night we enjoyed chocolate martini's, a great dessert sampling from different places on the resort, an early bed time, and another sunset on the beach.

Oh...and Flat Stanley got unpacked from the suitcase. We took him for a walk on the beach and a few pictures. While posing with him a woman ran up to us and asked if that was indeed Flat Stanley? She then posed with him for a few pictures because it turns out that she too is hosting a Flat Stanley in Minnesota. Small world.

Friday, March 20, 2009

Red Stripe Country

Ahh...we're here.

Mario and I are finally relaxing together here in Jamaica. We are on day 2 and feel rested, well fed, and comfortable.

In the midst of discovering new favorites like Ginger Beer we are savoring the time together and enjoying electronic updates from Rena and Aunt Junie. Never before would I have thought that
ccccc888888rrrrrrxxxxx on a screen would make my heart ache. Yes, we miss them and apparently Aunt Rena is teaching Clare how to type.

We're off to a beach party tonight after dinner. Tomorrow holds room service breakfast, reservations for a glass bottom boat ride, snorkeling and more Red Stripe. Good stuff.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

1.5 Days

Mario and I are 1.5 days away from blasting off for a romantic (we hope) tropical beach vacation in Jamaica. I'm finding it hard to stay focused here on the everyday because my thoughts keep wandering to sunny beaches, novels, cabanas, fruity drinks, and sleep.

In the meantime I am gathering little tiny toiletry bottles, altering my bathing suits to fit, finding the parts to my breast pump, and compiling stacks of books to take along. We've also been tending to the more responsible issues like securing sunscreen in massive quantities, stocking the freezer with chicken nuggets, signing wills, and creating power of attorney documents so the kids can get health care if the need it.

Mario's mom arrives tomorrow afternoon to join Rena in 5 days of adventure at our house. Yesterday we told Clare that Mommy and Daddy were going on a plane to go on a date. She seemed to be just fine with that and the fact that Aunt Rena would be here to play with her 24/7.

My next step: preparing a manual for Rena and Junie. The what to do/where to go/emergency/rainy day/just in case/menu planner of all planners. If you've done this before is there anything you would add or make sure that caretakers had in your absence?

*Photo credit: www.visitjamaica.com

Monday, March 16, 2009

Did you help Holly yet?

Start your Monday off right! Do something good for somebody else. Holly now has a little page set up describing her dream photo shoot. If you want to help make her day go here, read about it, and vote for her in the contest.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

Weekend Roundup

: : Aunt Rena arrived on Saturday morning. We are enjoying the 3:2 ratio around the house.

: : It is cold and rainy around here. Aunt Rena is looking forward to our more characteristic South Carolina weather later in the week.

: : We went grocery shopping.

: : Mario and I are 2 for 2 on March weekend dates. We attended a wedding for a friend here in Columbia and enjoyed another adult evening.

: : Sunday night = mama coffee date at House Coffee in West Columbia.

: : I worked this afternoon on my new article about the Lofts at Printer's Square in the Vista. It is due tomorrow and Rena is helping me with all of the nitty gritty punctuation and such.

: : Clare had a major meltdown this morning and refused to put a shirt on.

: : We are telling a lot of princess and mermaid stories around here. My favorites are the ones where Princess Clarabell starts a library in her castle for the kingdom and where she learns to fix the carriage wheel when it breaks.

: : Dinner tonite: grilled chicken, green beans, and Buffalo potato wedges.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Flat Stanley

Flat Stanley arrived this afternoon in the mail from our cousin Abby in Illinois. He is going to stay at our house here in SC for a few weeks and it is our job to document what we do together. At the end of his visit we plan on sending lots of pictures of his visit and a letter back to Abby so she can share it with her first grade class.
Flat Stanley's first order of business: Introductions and Snack. He seemed to enjoy the popcorn but then, well, he had to be rushed to the emergency room because he sustained a small injury. Specifically a broken arm.
Lucky for him this mama is skilled in tape repair. Hopefully the rest of his visit will be a little less traumatic than the first 20 minutes.

Reading

My great Aunt Peggy sent me these books from her library and they arrived yesterday. We had a chance to share a meal and chat about our favorite books when I was en route to Raleigh a few weeks ago. Now I'm ready to spend the rest of rest time curled up with one of these and a mug of tea.

Hair bits.

Idea from: Grace Violet

Supplies needed: scrap booking brads (flowers, fabric covered things), hair pins, hair clips, hot glue.

Time required: 5 minutes. But be warned that making them is addictive.

The flowers are for Clare and the tiny embroidered button clips are for me. I love it when we both get something out of a project. Added bonus: these hair clips are very economical given the rate at which we lose hair things around this house!

Make her day.

Holly aka Cold Spaghetti is trying to win a contest to take pictures of families in Peru and India. If you have three minutes and want to make a dream come true read her message and vote for her project. She's passionate, real, and inspiring to me. It's an easy way to make Holly's day. Here's her blurb and instructions.

I have entered a contest to win a "dream photography assignment." You may know of my passion for photography and global health -- and how I struggle with the power of the camera and using it respectfully when traveling in less developed areas of the world. My dream assignment is to re-visit some of the places I've worked and traveled with the purpose of providing portraiture sittings to families and then giving them a copy of the photograph. The few times when I have been able to gain enough trust to photograph a family and give back the photo, the impact has been absolutely tremendous. The purpose of this assignment is to give back. To make the photographs about giving, not about taking. It is the type of dream that would only happen through this kind of interesting opportunity, where voting can help decide the fate of the funds.

I have the experience, contacts, personality, and know-how to do this. With the completion of my dissertation closing in, we will have the time and flexibility to make it happen. All is need is your help to get into the top 20 to have a chance to pitch my case to the judges.

HERE IS WHAT YOU NEED TO DO …

This is my "idea" page, where you can read about the assignment: http://www.nameyourdreamassignment.com/the-ideas/coldspaghetti/giving-back-a-treasure-providing-portraits-to-impoverished-families/Then you need to register (Click “register” in the box on the top right.)

Check your email, click through the verification to bring you back to the main page of the website. You'll have to find my idea page again. Either by going directly back to my “idea” page, OR, by searching on my “name” — coldspaghetti.

Once you are on my Idea Page, click the yellow “PIC” box. It is to the left of the assignment description, under the number of votes. It will change from “PIC” to “PIC’D” which means that you have successfully voted for me.

Then leave me a message so I know you’ve voted. (This part makes me feel less insecure gives me warm fuzzies.)

Extra bonus step… Spread the word to your friends, family, students, co-workers, kids, neighbors, mailman, hairdresser… and ask them to vote, too!

More information? I talk about the assignment on my blog:
http://www.coldspaghetti.org/blog

Also, you can view a small portion of some of my photography work at my professional website: http://www.fourleafcloverphotography.com/.


THANK YOU thank you thank you... for your support, help, and spreading the word!
Fondly, Holly

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Good Things

In an effort to focus on the positive.

1. Making these granola bars.
2. Writing a new article for the Free Times.
3. Aunt Rena's upcoming visit.
4. Planning a trip to Ikea in Charlotte.
5. Daylight savings time.
6. Spring temperatures.
7. Herb garden planning.
8. Hand knit scarfs wrapped around rose soap bars.
9. A package from Andrea.
10. Mama coffee dates.
11. Finding decent caffeine free coffee.
12. Going caffeine free.
13. A new Tuscan herb candle in the kitchen.
14. Finding a chair in the trash to redo.
15. Afternoons in the back yard.
16. MAR10 Day 2009.
17. Pancakes for dinner.

Okay...that felt good. I'm in a better place than when I first logged in. Happy day to you.

Sunday, March 08, 2009

Ira

The babysitter arrived at 4:45 p.m. to learn the ins and outs of caring for Wesley and Clare. We showed her around the house, pointed out important things like diapers and snacks, left copious notes about emergency contacts, and snuck out the back door.

We climbed into the green Saturn wagon and breathed a sigh of relief. We snacked on graham crackers left in my purse from an outing with children earlier in the day and a bag of raw almonds I keep with me. I put in the latest episode of This American Life about the bank failure in the United States and we cruised to Greenville in 1.5 hours.

Initially we thought we would have to skip the decent dinner out due to time constraints. Instead we pushed visions of Atlanta Bread Company or Panera grab and go out of our minds and navigated our way to Main Street in downtown Greenville. Mario parked the car in a dark damp garage that smelled of urine. I wedged my carpet bag of a purse between the two car seats in the backseat and covered it with an extra coat.

Feeling 20 lbs. lighter we stepped out into the Spring evening with every intention of finding a quick Mexican meal. A block later with my mini purse gleefully tucked under my arm we abandoned our Mexican dream for upscale Indian.

Together we spent 45 minutes savoring every bite of chana masala, naan, and chicken biryani with riata.. We talked some but mostly enjoyed not cutting for and wiping off any toddlers. A few months ago we might have devoured all of our meal and scraped the dishes for a bit more sauce. This night we left with plenty in our stomachs and an entire to go container of leftovers to enjoy again.

We returned to the urine tinted garage to leave our leftovers in the car. I grabbed my coat because a chill had set as evening progressed. We walked hand in hand through the Main Street crowd until we reached the Peace Center. There we found an eclectic group of individuals dressed in prom attire, blue jeans, hippie skirts, and prep clothing gathered together in the name of radio.

I drooled over the picture of Ira Glass in the program for a few minutes and checked my email on Mario's blackberry. Moments later the house lights and stage lights dimmed. Ira spent the first five minutes of the program in total darkness just talking to us about the power of the human voice.

Later the lights came on and I was nourished on a flow of words and ideas. We laughed, we smiled, we looked at each other knowingly, we held hands, and we fell a little bit more in love. Ira's show lasted 1.5 hours without an intermission. He explained how stories were made, what made stories great, and how his radio show worked. At the very end he opened the floor up for questions and urged those of us with babysitters to go ahead and leave.

My butt stayed glued to my seat. Audience members raised their hands, shouted out questions in the middle of the auditorium and from high up in the balconies. Ira heard all of the questions and repeated them back before giving an answer. The answers to his questions we almost as much fun as the actual show. Just letting anyone stand up and ask a question at the top of their lungs about anything made the gigantic auditorium feel intimate and safe.

After Ira answered the final question we bolted out of our seats, scurried down Main Street past people just getting the evening started in elaborate strappy shoes, grabbed 2 cups of tea and a cookie from The Underground and cautiously made our way back to the garage. The car remained exactly where we left it and was untouched. Mario paid the attendant $3 and we began our journey home to Columbia.

I popped in another episode of This American Life, Plan B. We sipped our tea, listened to the show, and watched the night glide past us as we rode down I-385 and I-26 East. About twenty minutes from home we talked about how much to pay the babysitter and what we wanted to do on Sunday.

The gravel crunched under our tires as we pulled into the driveway at 12:05 a.m. The kids were in bed, the babysitter was watching TV, and Bailey remained locked in the master bathroom. Twenty minutes later we were in bed exhausted but giddy from an evening together and perhaps the greatest Christmas present ever.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

Kids in the Kitchen: Implementation

Friends travelled to play this morning. Hooray for rambling play between friends, coffee with mamas and low cost fun. For lunch we decided to let the kids help make their own pizzas. Clare and Alex ran the mixer, added the flour, rolled out their dough, assembled their own pies and used a pizza cutter to slice the finished product. The best part: they actually ate their lunches.
Truthfully it was a really messy and kind of chaotic experience. But they loved it, were totally engaged in the process, enjoyed helping and took pride in their pizzas. It really only took me about 15 minutes after everyone left to clean up the kitchen. Not bad at all.
Pizza Crust Recipe
1 TBS yeast
1 cup warm water
1.5 tsp. sugar
1 tsp. salt (or garlic salt)
1 TBS vegetable oil
2 1/2 cups flour (we usually sub 1/2 c. of whole wheat)
1 tsp. oregano/basil/rosemary/garlic powder to your preference.
Add water, yeast and sugar to mixing bowl. Add salt, oil and flour. Mix till dough forms. Knead dough for 3 minutes or use dough hook to knead. Let dough sit a few minutes while you clean up the rest of the kitchen. Roll out into one large pizza or four personal pizzas. Top with your choice of toppings and bake at 450 degrees for 12-15 minutes.
The dough can be made ahead and can sit covered in the fridge for 24 hours. You can also freeze the dough and defrost the day of pizza making.
Pizza topping suggestions: feta/spinach/tomatoes/olive oil/crushed garlic, bbq sauce/chicken/cheese, pepperoni/mozzarella/tomato sauce, olive oil/garlic/mozzarella/tomatoes, deli ham/bacon/pepperoni/sauce/cheese, or whatever you can dream up. Make a mental menu note next time you are out at Mellow Mushroom or Za's to plan your next DIY pizza night.

Mermaid Skirt Craft

At Goodwill the other week I looked for some green fabric to make Clare a mermaid skirt. I found a pair of shimmery Nike exercise shorts and with a pair of scissors, a needle, and some mismatched thread made her this skirt in about 5 minutes.

Directions: Cut along the crotch seam of the shorts. Pinch existing elastic waist band in according to child's measurements (on this one I pinched about an inch on each side). Hand sew to secure. Place in child's dress up box for instant mermaid fun.

Wednesday, March 04, 2009

Bye Bye Gigi

Snow day with Gigi here = better.
Lunchtime with Gigi here = better.
Laundry with Gigi here = better.
Cleaning up after a day with Gigi here = better.
Errands with kids with Gigi here = better.
Making dinner with Gigi here = better.
Getting ready for school with Gigi here = better.
Screaming kids in the car with Gigi here = better.
Making playdoh with Gigi here = better.
Mini date with Mario with Gigi here = better.
Week with Gigi here = better.

Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Happiness is...

1. Shopping for new toothbrushes and toothpaste with Gigi.
2. Reading Knuffle Bunny Too with Gigi before going to bed.

Monday, March 02, 2009

Review: No Spend Month

March 1st found us in Raleigh, NC. When I woke up in the hotel Sunday morning I did not grab my purse and rush out the store to buy plastic objects. Instead I made a list of reflections to remind myself what I learned during the month.

Overview: I elected to not spend any extraneous money during the month of February. We did allow for grocery expenditures, gas, medical, and the usual monthly bills. I spent about $170 on groceries for the month in one large grocery shopping trip ($108), one medium trip ($50) and the rest for milk/bread/egg runs.

1. We did not eat out for lunch and dinner as a family aside from one necessary fast food experience due to an emergency.

2. Half of my monthly spending is not on big things but many small shopping trips I take for entertainment value. Killing time at Target before pre-school pick up, buying time at a coffee shop, and clearance crap add up. I struggled to find free hangouts and time nuggets during the month but finally ended up with the usual library venues, going for walks in neighborhoods and occasionally using a gift card to buy a small cup of coffee.

3. The value of spending time with adult friends is difficult to plan without spending money. I did enjoy a make your own pizza night with friends that cost pennies compared to going out to the Mellow Mushroom. Overall I spent money on book club, a dinner out with a friend, and a movie ticket. I'd like to find more evening pot luck/stay at home entertainment options and encourage my friends to join me.

4. Free play dates = easy. We used our memberships, local parks, the library, and home to visit with all of our friends. I planned ahead and packed lots of snacks and drinks to avoid vending machines and the drive thru for the kids.

5. The other half of my spending is because I fail to plan. In January we spent a lot going through the drive thru for chicken nuggets, apple dippers, and chocolate milk. We bought snacks at stores because I forgot to pack them. This month I deliberately purchased healthy snacks at the store, bagged them up individually and created a large snack bag to keep in the car. I kept up with sippy cups and my water bottle to ensure we all had beverages. We enjoyed a few picnics at parks and a few at indoor food courts to get out of the house to eat. Planning and packing took time but was well worth the result.

6. We ate what we had on hand to avoid additional trips to the grocery store. My pantry did not explode each time I opened the doors. We used a menu planning system for our meals and had all of the ingredients on hand to make all of the meals. I started prepping meals during rest time to ensure that we would not go out to eat and so that preparation of the actual meal would be much easier. Things we ate: beef stew, turkey burgers, pasta, pancakes, steak, curried chicken soup, lentil soup, chili, baked tilapia, fajitas, tacos, enchiladas, grilled sausages, ham and scalloped potatoes, and more. Oh, I also stopped drinking Diet Coke.

7. We lost weight. I think it was a combination of being out and about more (what I'd like to believe) and eating smaller portions and healthier foods at home (probably closer to the truth).

8. Overall we did not save any extra money. With the illnesses and emergencies that hit our family I am sure that we spent next to all or more than we actually saved. How? Three urgent care visits (Clare's foot, my eyes, and Wesley's after hours care), prescriptions, and regular co-pays for physician visits. We usually spend a very small amount of our monthly budget on this line item and we blew it out of the water this month.

9. I want experiences more than things.

10. While I can now spend freely to purchase things I still prefer to buy used. I also know I can spend too much buying things at thrift stores. This month I did really well asking myself the questions: Do I love this? Do we need this? Is this thing worth the space it will take up in my home?

11. I learned I can be really creative with meals and entertainment for the kids. This exercise forced me to stretch a bit. While we didn't love everything we did or every meal we ate, we did realize that it was just time together or food we consumed. We lived through the boring parts.

12. We spent a lot more quality time together because we weren't out and about spending or consuming. We visited museums, went to the park, took pictures, played in our back yard, baked sweets, and read a lot of books. All together as a real family.

13. Would I do another No Spend Month? Absolutely. The exercise in and of itself challenged me. It forced me to things I knew I should be doing (like menu planning and packing snacks) already. It also centered me to see what really matters everyday in my world.

Play Clay Morning

Pink playdoh is so much fun. During No Spend Month I researched bunches of homemade playdoh recipes and figured out what I needed and which one I wanted to try. This morning we stopped by the store to pick up a jar of cream of tartar so we could finally make our own. I used the First Art Play Clay recipe which you can find here. I tended to the parts on the stove but Clare added the salt, cream of tartar and food coloring on her own. Gigi helped her measure the flour out and Wesley sat on a bar stool keeping tabs on everything.
The entire process took about 15 minutes. The mixture magically turns into clay (and really the nicest feeling dough I've played with in a long time) after a lot of stirring over low heat. The kids and adults loved kneading the warm clay...my favorite part. We ended up with a ton of pink playdoh and the kids played with Gigi making all sorts of creations. We used our usual playdoh cutters in addition to forks, spoons, kid knives, bowls, and chopsticks. While I made lunch I heard chatter about magic wands, hot dogs, french fries, hearts, faces, dolphins, and seahorses.
After I pick up more salt we may entertain a certain request to make a batch of purple play clay.

The best package ever.

The package actually arrived on Friday afternoon. I shook it once, realized what it contained and put it safely in our bedroom for opening later. And then we left for Raleigh for a whirlwind weekend of family, car riding, and way too much television. So this morning over coffee in our pajamas, Gigi, Clare and I opened the package.
Within minutes we were adorned in beads and acting out stories with the creatures. Clare immediately claimed all of the heart shaped beads, pink beads, purple beads, and a pink octopus. Gigi and I got to wear the rest. Later when Wesley woke up he got what Clare assigned him.
We blinged to the grocery store. We danced in our bling. And she got to take her favorite bling to rest time with her. Thanks Aunt Holly! Your boxed rocked our morning.

Raliegh is...

  1. 3 1/2 hours from Charlotte
  2. A hotel suite
  3. Aunt Betty's 90th birthday party
  4. Chicken or fish
  5. A Dick family mecca
  6. Insomnia
  7. A reunion
  8. Nursing at 3 a.m. on a sofa bed
  9. Chopped hog, vinegar style
  10. Emergenc and Sudafed
  11. Contemporary housing
  12. Gigi, Pop Pop, Uncle Joey and Aunt Mae
  13. Flying lessons from Aunt Mikie
  14. Cartoons
  15. Little boxes of cereal
  16. Hampton Inn Crabtree
  17. Rainy
  18. Peatop birthday cakes