– I feel like I’m really starting to appreciate the adjustment Isobel is having to make. She’s had the undivided attention of both of her parents for the past year. Anthony is an attentive father and a willing playmate and he doted on her while he was home. I devoted most of my day to her as well. Suddenly she not only has a new little brother, but Anthony is back at work. We both have less time devoted to just her, and that has to be a shock. She is holding up really well considering, but this process hasn’t been seamless. What I wasn’t expecting about being a mom of two is that the more difficult child to care for might actually be the older one. I’m trying to put myself in her shoes and be extra patient an attentive. It’s a challenge when I feel there is only so much of me to go around.
– Isobel’s fairy obsession is still going strong. Right now her favorite toys are some paper fairy cutouts she made herself. We did an image search for fairy coloring pages and found one that had all the fairy characters from the Tinkerbell movies. She colored them herself and we cut them out and she has been playing with them constantly. About a year ago Anthony printed out larger versions, colored them himself, glued them to Styrofoam paper plates, cut them out and glued them to popsicle sticks. She played with those until they disintegrated. This is their low-impact version.
– Our entire house, inside and out, plus parts of my mom’s house and my inlaws’ patio, is covered with fairy houses. You can’t go two feet without bumping into one. It’s getting out of hand. I’m going to have to get her to scale back on them again, but that won’t be easy. Pretty much her entire room is a fairy metropolis at this point.
– Just when her fairy obsession could not get anymore intense: my MIL, who takes her for birthday and Easter portraits at our local mall each year, decided to change it up. Instead of Easter photos, they dressed Isobel in a floofy dress, added wings and a flower crown, and used a woodland background. That’s right, she took a glamour-shots equivalent of fairy photos. They are super cheesy and I love them.
– It is supposed to be 106 degrees F here this week. Weep for me.
– Baby Elias continues to be a fantastic baby who is on the receiving end of some serious cuddles 95% of the day. He is calm, quiet, adorable, easy going… to sum up, he’s fucking fantastic. We all love him so much. (Though I do wish he’d grow more slowly.)
– Last weekend I went with my Mom and other family to a Mother’s Day tea. Remember how I had mentioned wanting to do something extra special for my Mom, and wondering what I could do on no budget? Well, aside from my friend Kaelah stepping in (which was so sweet), I had a great idea using something I found while thrifting. I’ll show that off in a post sometime soon. It was a big hit, and so was the adorable cat plaque.
– Mother’s Day for me was mostly about celebrating my Mom and Grandma and taking it easy to celebrate myself. Anthony had taken the time on Saturday while I was at the tea to fill the house with just about every kind of snack food I liked–I mean, everything. He spent most of the day cleaning the house while I sat around not cleaning the house. It was pretty great. Although not on Mother’s Day proper, my two BFFs Melynda and Stef played a piano show at a local coffee shop on Saturday night, and that felt like a celebration. So many of our friends from all over gather to hear their shows that each concert feels somewhat like a family reunion.
– I never sweat it when Elias spits up formula–babies are babies and that’s just what they do–but I have to remind myself not to take it personally when he spits up breast milk. Not that he’d noticed if I said, “Excuse me, but I made that from scratch, you know! It’s a little early for you to be rejecting my cooking.”
– Job stuff is going exceedingly well. I don’t have a lot I can say about it yet, but it’s all good. Soon.
We Need Diverse Books Campaign. I was blond growing up, and also white, so I saw myself in books and movies and images everywhere. I had no problem identifying with Alice in Wonderland or Sweet Valley High. All kids need to be able to see themselves reflected in the art, literature, and culture around them. Anthony and I realized something while watching Freaks and Geeks, something that has come up many times while watching coming of age movies. He could never relate to them, and knew no one who had those experiences or acted that way. I did, though. Then we realized: that was because I am white, and he is not.
Brain injury suggests dormant skills may be common. I find the plasticity and mechanisms of the brain so fascinating.
The Changing Picture of Poverty: Hard Works is ‘Just Not Enough.’ Amen. Also, for those who are new to poverty, as opposed to the generational poor, their experience is going to look much different. They are going to have trappings left over from better times, but make no mistake – they are still poor.
How to train yourself to wake up without an alarm clock. I naturally had this ability, down to the minute, from the ages of thirteen to fifteen. Via @oodja
Unambitious Loser With Happy, Fulfilling Life Still Lives in Hometown. This could have been written about me. Via TheOnion
40% of skaters in Afghanistan are female. I have no idea if this statistic is true or not, I just love that photo. It’d be great to see more girls skating around here.
Innovative Mother’s Day Marketing. Ok, I’m sure the actual store didn’t do this, but it’s hilarious nonetheless.
What Mom Left Behind. Photographer Jennifer Loeber combined her Mom’s possessions with vintage photos for a moving tribute.
After Words: Mother’s Day. My friend Valerie’s post on grief and Mother’s Day.
Scrapbook: Mother’s Day. A vintage photo of my Mom on Mother’s Day. She was so damn cute.
Sponsor Spotlight: Little Big Bazaar. These are a few of my favorite things.
Follow Friday: Rock and Mineral Show. I win for being the Most Pregnant At A Gem Show.
Snapshot 05.07.14. Nobody died and nothing caught fire!
Scrapbook: Curly When Wet. His genes are ours, I swear. FYI, our letter carrier is a woman. Just putting it out there.
Scrapbook: First Smiles. I melt all over the place each time I see his smile.
Thrifty Giving: DIY Corsage Tutorial. My Mom and MIL loved these.
Recipe: Sweet Seaweed Popcorn. Does this sound odd? It’s really, really good.
Scrapbook: Melynda’s DIY Murder Mystery Dinner Party. A wonderful, thrifty idea for a party.
Scrapbook: Grace Bishop Scholarship Race. Anthony runs for charity.
Follow Friday: The Artist. Isobel, watercolors, multiple cats, and hilarious tweets.
Snapshot 05.16.12. Jupey is doing that thing again.