Tuesday, March 30, 2010
I am walking for the March of Dimes on May 1st and need everyone to sponsor me to reach my fundraising goal. If all my Facebook friends donated even just $1, I would very quickly reach my goal. Just click on the widget and donate any amount at all. (or follow this link directly to my page)
Please help me out! :)
My sister pointed out that my post about my cute babies would have been a perfect place to advertise for my walk, but I didn't want to detract from my purpose of the post by including a plug for money, so I didn't. ;) But now I am! hahaha.
If you are curious at all about what the March of Dimes funds, or where your money goes, or any further information, go here to our Team Bambini blog . Thanks in advance!!
(My sister works for the March of Dimes and is in charge of organizing this walk, so by contributing, you not only help me out in this endeavor, and help support research for healthy happy babies, but you also help her be successful in her job. Do it for all of us!!) :)
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Aren't they beautiful?! :)
Friday, March 26, 2010
Spring is a good time to start new things. The earth is getting ready for a new beginning. Baby animals are being born. The flowers are beginning to bud and blossom and everything is bursting with new life. I guess it seems somewhat appropriate to be expecting new life of my own during this time of renewal and revival.
(me, the day before Abigail was born, 11 yrs ago. Yes, I was huge.)
And so every spring I get a sense of this anticipation and eagerness. Remembering the anxious waiting, the wondering how the beginning will begin, the excitement of meeting this new little human being. And then also the nervousness of the great responsibility of becoming a mother. A mother for the first time. And again and again, becoming a mother to this particular child. Every time it is new. Every time it is different. And it sinks deeply into my heart every time.
So spring time is not just the time I celebrate the births of my children. It is also the time I celebrate my own birth as a mom. I am different than I ever thought I would be. Every spring I am reminded of how my children have changed me. How much I want for them. How much better I want to be.
(top, L to R - Abigail, Isaac
bottom, L to R - Samuel, Elisabeth)
Every spring, I look forward to our season of birth days. This season of change, of newness, and of growth.
I'll cling to the warmth of your tiny hand.
I'll do anything to help you understand,
I'll love you more than anybody can"
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
So, continuing the grand tradition of recording dreams that won't make a bit of sense to anyone else, or even myself in a few years, I bring to you some interesting tidbits from my dreams last night:
1. I dreamt that I won a gift basket of Easter decorations from a blog giveaway. Pretty pastel easter decorations. Yep.
2. I was walking the kids to school and explaining to someone about how I made Abigail walk to school through the snow in a skirt with thin tights.
3. I dreamt that I was in middle school, but not really, and I decided to run home. Literally. And I (literally) ran into an old friend who was also a high school cross country star (Anne S.) and she asked me where I was going and why I was running. And I tried to explain that I didn't feel well and needed to go home but I also wanted to get some exercise on the way. Um, yeah. It didn't make any sense to her either.
4. Dreamt that I saw a different old friend in person that I haven't seen for a very long time and there was some weird significance to holding up our hands palm to palm.
5. And I was talking to friend who is moving (in real life) and trying to fit in a time when I could babysit her kids for her but it was the day of Zac's big race plus some other big scheduled things including a job interview for me (?).
6. And finally, I dreamt about food. Leftover breakfast or something. That part's a little vague in my recollection.
There. Was that fun?
Who wants to offer dream interpretations for me? hehehe.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
I decided to make pumpkin bread to soothe my soul. I am feeling a little, hmmm, out of sorts. A little rough around the edges. Unsettled. Unsure. Unsatisfied.
It's causing my heart to ache a little and for some reason the can of pumpkin puree in my pantry called my name and offered it's comforts to me. I accepted.
And then I went outside to take pictures of my lovely daffodils.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
I think it turned out pretty cool looking, if I do say so myself.
We played "stick the sticker on the bug's head."
We also played freeze dance to "Flight of the Bumblebee" (and Samuel's choice of "rock and roll songs" - which was a Kidz Bop CD we got from McDonalds long ago). He told us that bugs and rock and roll made a perfect party. Who am I to argue? Of course I was pleased with myself for getting the bumblebee song, even if no one else truly appreciated it - hahaha.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
And that brings us to today. And guess what?? It hasn't changed! Yay! At this point, they say that if it were going to get worse, it probably would have already in her first few years of life, so we probably have nothing to worry about, but they will keep checking it. This time in 4 more yrs, and then probably every 5 yrs after that.
So it appears that it isn't going away. But it isn't affecting her functioning at all and for that we are very grateful.
These appointments at the children's hospital are so stressful for me. Just pulling into the parking lot reminds of the very anxious visits we had when we knew she had a problem with her heart, but we weren't sure how serious it would be or what it would mean for her. And then Nathan had a bunch of testing done up there, too, when we were in the process of figuring things out with his ears and nose, so that always runs through my head. And we never know exactly what the appointment for Elisabeth will entail. They always do an EKG, but then if anything seems abnormal, then they could send you over for an echocardiogram or who knows what else. So it's always stressful. And then passing by all the other little kids and babies with problems so much more serious than ours always tugs at my heart. It's hard going up to the Children's Hospital for anything.
I just breathe a sigh of relief when I pull out of the parking lot and head home with no bad news and no unfortunate surprises. And I am so so grateful that we can drive away from the hospital knowing we won't have to worry about going back for a few more years!
And now I think I need a nap. These mornings with the pediatric cardiologist exhaust me. More later :)
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Aw, yeah. We got to go to Samuel's school free skate night last night - so 2 nights of free roller skating in less than 2 weeks! hip hip hooray! This is more roller skating than we have ever done in all our 12 yrs of marriage, but now I am devising strategies to go more often. If only they had like a season pass for roller skating or a punch pass or something to make it more affordable to go often. That'd be awesome.
Don't ask me why I'm developing this sudden desire to go skating. I think it might be a combination of all of these opportunities simply appearing together, and reading The Happiness Project which has had me thinking about ways to incorporate more fun into my life. And by golly, I think skating is fun. And it's pretty good exercise (if you can actually goooo without crashing into young-uns) and it's kind of like dancing, which of course is always fun, . . . and the kids like it . . . and it makes me laugh by the silliness of enjoying it so much. And those are all good things.
Here are some of my other observations from this second night of skating:
1. I am getting much too old to play wipe-out. You know, it's that game where they stop the music and say wipe-out and everyone has to fall down?? I had Michaela by the hand out on the rink and she wanted to play. At first I thought I was doing ok. But by the end I was having a hard time getting back up after wiping out. And my knee was getting sore from falling down onto it every time. Dear oh dear.
and 2. well, I really just need to talk about the scooter issue. I thought it over and decided what the problem really is and why it was driving me crazy!! And it's not just that kids on scooters are reckless and go faster on the scooter than they ever would on skates (although I still think that's a problem). The real issue is RULES. The thing is, there are certain rules and roller rink conventions that everyone must follow in order to have fun.
#1 Everyone must go in the SAME DIRECTION -always always always
#2 You do not cut straight across the rink EVER
#3 If you need to exit the rink, you move over gradually (in accordance with rules #1 and 2)
#4 You do not stop, unless you have crashed
And what I noticed is that the kids on scooters are not following these rules. At all. The reason for this, I decided, is that when you teach a kid to skate, a parent takes them by the hand (out of necessity) and kind of teaches the rules as they teach how to skate. The kids on scooters don't need to be taught how and therefore are not being taught the rules. The parents bring the kids and off they go on their scooters leaving a path of chaos and destruction in their wake, while their parents sit on the sidelines. Now, I know this is a generalization and there are some parents who might attempt to explain the rules to the kids. But frankly, 3-4 yr olds (and 5-6 yr olds, and even older) are not the best at remembering and following rules. So, I have come to the conclusion that maybe they just shouldn't be out on the rink by themselves. hahaha. :)
And lest you think I am simply a rule-fanatic - let's all try to remember that these are just like driving rules, they keep everyone safe, they allow us to be able to anticipate others' actions and navigate accordingly, and they keep everybody happy. I can't even tell you how many times I narrowly avoided crashing because some kid came out of nowhere making a beeline straight across the rink and directly into my path.
So, there's my soapbox of the day. Scooter-lovers, please don't attack me too harshly, if you please.
And for your information, Disco Night at Classic Skating from 9-midnight on Sat. - Ages 16 and Up ONLY!! Wohoo! Who wants to come?!? :)
(this pic is as we were waiting in line for the water fountain before leaving. The fog machine was on getting ready for "blackout" - yeah, I'm not too sure skating in the dark is the best idea, either. But we'll leave that for another discussion . . .) :)
Sunday, March 14, 2010
As you can tell from their expressions here, they enjoyed it quite a bit.
And you can imagine that if 2 (almost) 11 yr olds were into it this much, the younger kids were absolutely mesmorized (although Samuel was also somewhat overwhelmed by some of the loud sounds and covered his ears).
What good is a blog if I can't tell you all my random and totally insignificant thoughts, I ask you??
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
From what I understood, it involved watching a movie, packing a lunch, hiking the big hill behind their house (I'm not sure if it qualifies as a "mountain" exactly), making movies of each other, having a picnic in the snow, and maybe some other things, I'm not sure.
Monday, March 8, 2010
He's a very bright boy and he'll go on and on about history, science, books he's read, or the latest thing he's written or created. Sometimes I struggle to keep up because if you flinch in thought for half a second (e.g. I'm burning the soup!), you can miss a lot. I need to teach him about the importance to pause after sentences.
Anyway, today the topic was nitrogen and the gases that surround planets. He wanted to know more about nitrogen and what its good for, etc. Anyway, he started explaining the various gases that some of the planets have and then he caught me off guard by excitedly blurting out, "Did you know that uranus has all kinds of gases around it?" Anyway, that one made me chuckle for quite a while. I know...I know...dirty mind.
Well that's not all. Later he was playing with his brother and I don't know what led to this comment but he didn't quite get it right. He said, referring to Peter Pipers pickled peppers, "Enough with your pickled peckers!" Ok, yes...once again...I chuckled most whole heartedly.
The poor boy may never know why his father was struggling to maintain his composure today. One thing is for sure, kids say the darndest things.
And I've decided I like roller skating even more than ice-skating or roller-blading. The problem with ice skating can be summed up in just a couple words: cold and ruts. Ruts in the ice are just problematic. And why skate in the cold when you can skate in a cozy warm rink with fancy lights?! Yes, exactly. And that's not even to mention all the fun games they do at the roller rinks - the hokey pokey, 4 corners, the limbo, trio skates, etc - can't beat that!
And roller-blading. Well, I am just way too familiar with the skate brake in the front. And roller-blading on the road just feels wrong to me. I miss the comfort of knowing I can run into edge of the rink, if necessary, to make myself stop. I just couldn't get used to it (yes, the 2 times I tried it). And roller-blading at the rink? Well, roller blades cost $3 to rent. Skates cost just $1. And I'm cheap and I like skates. So why mess with a good thing??
So - I convinced Abigail to go roller-skating for her 8th Birthday party (3 yrs ago) and when I saw that the kids' school was having a free skate night for families last week, of course we had to go!
The kids are also allowed to bring scooters and scoot around, which Samuel and Isaac really enjoyed. I tend to think that's cheating a little bit (and makes it kind of tough for the people actually skating - little kids on scooters are even more reckless than little kids on skates). We had them both give it a try with skates, as well, because how can you learn if you never try? But they had more fun on the scooters.
(Abigail trying to get the hang of it with Zac - by the end she was going around by herself and doing pretty well!)
Sunday, March 7, 2010
To Begin With, The Sweet Grass, #4
Someday I am going to ask my friend Paulus,
the dancer, the potter,
to make me a begging bowl
which I believe
my soul needs.
And if I come to you,
to the door of your comfortable house
with unwashed clothes and unclean fingernails,
will you put something in it?
I would like to take this chance.
I would like to give you this chance.
And is it funny that when I read that poem, the thing that came to my mind was my blog? I tried to think of why that is, and I realized that a lot of times people think that we blog, or write, or create art because we think we have something to share. For me, this is not true. I write not because I think I have something to give, but because I need to receive. My blog, poems, journals, whatever, are my begging bowl that I bring to your door, hoping to be given gifts of understanding, acceptance, compassion. I am needing to take this chance of opening up, and wanting to be seen. We all need to be given the chance to see each other. See, really see, and choose to love anyway.
Do you see?
(image from flickr)
Saturday, March 6, 2010
Isaac was one of the narrators. Even though he admitted to feeling "nervous and excited to do it" that morning, he did such a good job, if I do say so myself. :)
And this is just a taste of the overall cuteness of the play. Here are Charlotte and Wilbur:
But other than that, it was great. :)