Friday, April 29, 2011
I loved it! I know a lot of people think Kate Middleton doesn't have great style, but I love that she is elegant, simple and modestly dressed.I wonder why I liked it so much.
Now Chelsy Davy on the other hand... girl, was a hot mess.
But in all honesty I hope the Royal couple the best and I hope they realize that they can be an example for modern marriage and take that role seriously.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
It was a good day, a great day even. Henry was a gem and his cousin even shared his toys with Henry, which to a one year old means throwing (gently) bath toys at his cousin and both of them staring perplexedly at each other.
However it was also my first time as a parent on a traditionally gift-giving holiday.
Oh gifts, I have such a love/hate relationship with them. They can bring such joy, but let me climb on my soap-box for a moment and proclaim that most people seem to go overboard. So overboard they end up on an entirely different ship, half way across the word. I saw friends and relatives posting pictures of their kids Easter baskets days ahead of the day filled with stuff... just stuff. Tons of candy, toys, clothes, more toys and then the kids went to Grandma's only to get more of the same.
Call me cheap, call me a miser I don't care in my mind it's too much and it means so little when the day is done. So I set out to make Henry's first Easter a little different.
Of course I knew he wouldn't remember it, etc., but I don't deny my holiday gift giving urges completely. So I won't deny I didn't get a couple of things from the store - however we received few to no toys for Henry at his party (we had a meet the baby party instead of a pre-baby baby shower) and he was in need a few things to play with. But other than that I headed to the basement to the boxes of stuff my mother has been
In the end he had a nice sized basket, you can see the three new toys and set of pacifiers. The rest is as follows
- Book of Peter Rabbit stories given to me by my Grandfather (now deceased)
- a Wooden Rocking Horse Toy given to me by my other Grandparents and made by a friend of theirs... this toy was enjoyed by Henry's cousin too.
- A couple stuffed animals of mine
- A pair of baby moccasins in perfect condition
- My Star Wars - Return of the Jedi Baby T-shirt
- A Pysanky Egg given to my family by a Ukrainian Grad Student my Dad worked with
- And (below) the most important... my bunny, my favorite stuffed animal was passed on to his new owner
And do I have things already pegged for future Christmas, Birthday, Easter, etc. re-gifting... you betcha!
p.s. And the rumors are true I fully intend that one of Henry's Christmas presents this year with be a cardboard box full of torn up wrapping paper.
I'll just have to make sure it's small enough that his Daddy doesn't try to use it as a transmogrifier or a rocket ship.
p.p.s I totally lived 20 minutes away from the town that the Calvin and Hobbes writer lives in and the town looks like every snow-day in the woods panel in the comic during the winter.
*yes, I'm a mean mom who gives her kid silly nicknames because of his 17+ inch in circumference cranium... what can I say the kid has big brains!
This is Henry.
He'll be 12 weeks old next Tuesday.
He has an enormous head... seriously I'm waiting for the telekinetic powers to develop any day now.
His arch-nemisis is any pair of socks and the hiccups.
He likes to mimic noises, stick out his tongue, make spit bubbles, chew on his hands and make big stinkys.
He likes to update mommy and daddy about his day at night.
Once he was a monster.
Another time he fought a bear.
And one day was spent as Superman, with a short break for rock climbing.
Like I said... he's amazing.
To paraphrase the Big Bang Theory's Sheldon Cooper I'll answer the why part quickly.
Money thou art a heartless b*tch.
In the years following college I have seen to many friends dig into deep pits of debt where their money woes will claw away at them for years to come and frankly Scarlet, I don't want that life. Not for me, not for my husband and especially not for my son.
I realized quickly that the line between needs and wants in this country is fine and interchangeable to most people and I want to draw that line thicker.
It's not always easy to adhere to this principle. The culture I'm surrounded by expects a lot. Fancy education, fancy jobs, fancy house, etc. all by the age of "fill in the blank" and it's this idea that gets a lot of people in a lot of trouble. It is hard to explain some of our choices and yes, sometimes the jealousy bugs bites hard. However, I try to look at the future I'm working to create and I remember that it's worth it.
One day I will have more of the things I want - a house, nice things, vacations, maybe more. But I'm not going to sacrifice caring for my families needs - our nourishment, our health, our general well-being in order to attain these things.
If it's not to cheesy of a saying I'll say that "I make-do today for a better tomorrow".
And as for the "How" part of this equation... there's plenty to share.
Here's the low-down, the haps, the 411 -
After college my hubby and I spent about 5 years traveling around living the good life - as in almost broke starving artist. We had finally settled down when I got a job in Oregon with an amazing theatre company when we started feeling homesick. Oregon to Iowa isn't a short jaunt down the road. After a year of enjoying life out there we found out that our family was expanding - that homesick feeling in our stomachs, combined with a constant queasy feeling in my belly and hormones spiraling out of control meant it was time to head back east.
So that's what we did. We had a month to pack up and move out. Let me say I do not recommend quitting jobs, moving cross-country and generally sending your life into upheaval when you're 4 months pregnant. The time from September until Henry's arrival in February was perhaps the most trying of my life for many reasons. We were staying with family, Ben switched jobs after a month back home, I was working retail during the holiday season while waiting for something better to come along - in general a lot to worry about and boy did I. But that's water under the bridge now.
Fast-forward to after Henry's arrival, I'll save you the labor story for another time. Where are we now?
We are both employed with good, stable but rather unexciting jobs and any money related worries are slipping away.
We are a couple of payments away from being debt-free, except for those pesky student loans.
We are still staying with my parents as we start to plan and prepare for our future reasonably and responsibly.
We are focusing on living good simple lives and trying not to heed the calls of the culture that has bankrupted the lives of many of our friends.
And in order to do this we make do.
For a quick introduction or re-introduction here's the basics.
I'm Molly and I'm a bit of hodge-podge of different things and what way to better express that then some random facts.
1. I'm in my late 20's.
2. I just had a beautiful baby boy on February 8, 2011.
3. His name is Henry.
4. I've been married since May 17th 2008.
5. The schmuck I convinced to marry me goes by Ben.
6. We're college sweet-hearts, but actually met for the first time when we were about 2 months old in daycare and live a couple of miles away from each other until the 3rd grade.
7. I used to work in theatre, backstage making costumes and making sure those costumes went on the right person at the right time.
8. I now work in a pharmacy at the local hospital in the pediatric/nursery units.
9. We just moved from Oregon to back to our home state of Iowa to be closer to family.
10. I.E. Free Babysitting.
11. Like just about every other blogger out there I love cooking, "old-lady" crafts, reading and just generally being a homebody.
12. I hope to inherit my family's farm one day and am slowly learning how to be a farmer.