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Getting Serious and Non-Baby For a Moment... On Christians and AbortionPolitics

Some of you may have heard about the senator in Texas who filibustered an anti-abortion bill in its 11th hour the other day.  She looks a bit like the Who's the Boss? mom, played by Judith Light back in the day, don't you think?  But I digress.

Anyway, the bill didn't end up passing, so now a whole bunch of abortion clinics in TX get to stay open, and are legally permitted to perform abortive procedures after 20 weeks' gestation.

How am I supposed to react to this?  As a Christian? As a mother? As a woman?
I am pro-Jesus.  I am pro-Bible.  I am pro-life, pro-Truth, pro-grace, and pro-love.

The initial reaction, my gut instinct one, was to be repulsed, because abortion is repulsive.  I have a friend who likes to "share" some of the goriest pro-life movement images ever, on FBook.  I always cringe when I see the images pop up in my newsfeed, because they are revolting.  Seriously, nobody who has eaten should ever, ever click on those links because you will be r…

Bag Lady

As all of you mommas know, sometimes it pays to be prepared.  So much so that the diaper bag can get pretty weighed down with things, "just in case."

My propensity to overpack extends to my diaper bag.  I like feeling ready for any emergency, so I try to cram in as much "stuff" as I can into my bag, even though it usually ends up being so heavy that the messenger strap leaves a red mark on my shoulder.

So what's in the bag? Everything - for me and for Little L.

- 3 diapers & wipes
- snacks (some fruit, some cereal, some yogurt melts, a Squoosh)
- water bottle
- extra set of clothes and socks
- bib
- adhesive placemats
- poopy diaper bags
- sunscreen & sunglasses (for us both)
- wallet, keys, iPhone, chequebook, pen
- 2 musical toys
- 4-6 small books
- Whole Foods grocery bag (the small foldable kind)
- facecloth
- perfume and refreshing face spray (for me)
- hand sanitizer
- Advil for Infants
- tissue

I know, right? That's a lot.  But seriously, I s…

Low Pain Threshold

Nobody likes to see their baby in pain, but I have a particularly low threshold when it comes to Little L.  Like, I don't ever want to see her cry because of pain.  Not even for one second.  It makes me heart wrench, my stomach turn, and my nerves go into hyperdrive.

So this weekend was hard.  Somehow, somewhere along the way Little L picked up a tummy bug that resulted in many many sharty diapers filled with foul, acrid semi-liquid waste.  I suspect that, as her appetite dropped and her body emptied out, the nastiness exiting her little body was becoming increasingly acidic (and painful).  She started waking up crying because she had to poop (she *never* wakes up crying), and both her tummy and her butt were on fire.
If that wasn't bad enough, her tender skin also became inflamed from the constant wiping and cleaning and contact with her poop.  So, adding to the tears that happened when she woke up, now there were also tears surrounding every diaper change.  And on a normal …

One for All, and All for One..or Something Like That

I totally understand the babymoon concept in theory.  You know, a couple has one last romantic "getaway" before their baby is born and their world gets topsy-turvy forever.  It's a time to relax, to connect, to be romantical and get your sexy-time on before the stitches happen and the sleep doesn't.

But in practice, a babymoon only makes sense to me in one of two cases:
1) both parents are newbies and don't have kids yet
2) the babymooning parents have children who are all over the age of 6 (or whatever age weaning has occurred and the kids are already independent and can go more than 8 hours without a parent)

But, like, this is so never-gonna-happen for us, even if we are blessed with a #2 in the next..oh, 3 years.  Why? Because I know myself and I know my kid, and Little L probably won't wean for a while yet, nor will she begin to sleep on her own in her own bed in her own room, anxiety-free, for a long time.  How long? No idea.  We're doing it child-le…

Like a Berean

So often I find the skill of critical thinking to be underused.  And while it may just be in the Jesus-loving circles that I run in, I do find that there's a whole lot of blind trust that happens.  A benefit of the doubt is given by default, sometimes to a fault. This is especially true as it pertains to those in leadership, though I see it among most social circles within the church too.

In the Bible, there is much praise given to the Bereans, a group of early believers who, in Acts 17, essentially tested what the apostles Paul and Silas had to say by comparing it with Scripture before accepting their testimonies.  I think the principle can be generalized not just to matters of theology, but matters of life.  It is good to question, to critique, to reject (in some cases) and to season everything with a healthy amount of skepticism and distrust.  I mean, even the apostle Paul did not go unquestioned! The only Truth is the Bible.  Everyone and everything else is sinful and fallible,…

The Science of Parenting - A Half-Way Through Review

I don't even have to finish the Science of Parenting book to recommend it.  It's excellent reading for the new parent, and (biased though I am), the book completely reinforces my choices to parent the way that I intuitively do.

Granted, it comes with a bias toward a more attachment-parenting style of child-rearing, but the recommendations in the book are based on academic studies in neuroscience that look at which parts of the brain (frontal lobes vs. lower regions) are activated during stress, comfort, and through various discipline and interaction styles.  The main premise is that when kids are little, the way that they are parented can affect which parts of their brain develop (or fail to develop, or overdevelop), and this has repercussions for their physical and psychological health when they are adults.

At first, I thought the book would be really hard to get through, since everyone reviewing it talked about it being in "textbook" format.  However, the publishe…

Just Say No

I used to be quite the social butterfly.  As was Hubbs.  Last minute invitations were opportunities for spontaneous socializing, and we were up for it most of the time, whether it was an impromptu night at a friend's, a midnight movie, or munchies at some dive in the wee hours.  Being night owls and extroverts, these sort of social gatherings were ideal times to hang out and bond.

In those days, "no" was sort of a dirty word that we didn't like to say.  It seemed like turning down an invitation would mean missing out on delicious meals and great conversations and fun.
Then we got older and had Little L.  Now, saying no is not only our right and privilege, but often our responsibility.  So often we see parents whose desire to say yes compromises their kids' well-being. For instance, the parents who drag their little kids out past their bedtimes on a regular basis so that the grown-ups can continue to maintain social commitments, be it a Bible study or an evening w…

Loquacious

Little L has begun talking in earnest.  Seriously, when are toddler supposed to learn to talk? Because my girl is literally repeating back words as we talk to her, and surprising us by applying learned words in proper contexts.

A few new words:
sweet & teem teem (sweet in Canto)
cute
broom
kick
pig
sheep
cock (short for peacock)
help
two (as in, she counts to two!)
swing
pah-pah (scared in Canto)
Jed & Drew (her teddy bears)
cow
clouds
sky
top
plane
cry
mad
baow-baow (full, as in I'm full now! in Canto)
hug
tree
bird
boots
climb
hat
eat
meen-meen / cheeks!
B (she recognizes the letter)

She also likes playing Knock Knock, where she "answers" the door when you knock.  It's hilarious and adorable.

But all of this is happening really really fast, y'all.  Like, in the past two weeks I feel like her words have been coming fast and furiously, and I can hardly keep up to make a list.  I'm equal parts awed and scared.  Why isn't my baby staying little?!?


The Lonely Life of the Extrovert

Some think that it's hard to be an introvert, because they don't always have the drive and social chutzpah to engage with people all the time.  As a result, they can lead a miserly existence, and require much greater effort to get out there and mingle.

Though that might be true, I would suggest that being an extrovert is at least equally lonely, particularly if you're like Hubbs and I.  We are confident, relatively "successful" people with a strong and unwavering faith.  We are articulate and educated, critical-thinking and willing to stand up for what we believe (not to mention argue against that which is clearly false). We love to get in there and mingle, converse and (when required), lead.  Often, we are surrounded by people who for whatever reason like to gravitate towards us.  There is much laughter and conversation that often flows from our table. 

However, because of these qualities, assumptions get made. People think that we have it all together (and we …

In and Out

The last few days have been rainy, so we have holed up inside more than we wanted to.  Miss Bee or I did take Little L to the swings whenever there was a small reprieve from the rain, but for the most part it has been so rainy and blah that it wasn't worth the effort to pack her up to go.

In fact, it has been so gloomy that my girl has learned to say, "Sky! Clouds!" True story.
Anyway, today was the first legit sunny day in a while, so we hit the swings.  It was the first time that Little L let me put sunglasses on her face without her immediately ripping them off.  Colour me proud! :)
We also did a little indoor edible finger painting while Hubbs did some work this afternoon.  Per Pinterest, I made the "paint" using organic vanilla yogurt and Duncan Hines icing flavouring.  Little L enjoyed creating her art and sampling the "paint," but as with most activities it didn't last long before she wanted out and to move on to another task.  
Here are s…