Tuesday, April 15, 2014


This post is a month old. Meaning, the contents herein happened about a month ago.
A month ago Max was born. We called the baby Max pretty much from the beginning of my pregnancy, even after we found out that "Max" was actually "Maxine".
There were several things I wanted done before she arrived. 1. I was repainting a dresser that I wanted finished. 2. I wanted Katy to be home. 3. I wanted my home a teensy bit more organized (read, unjunkified).
Through the month or so before my due date, Sara helped me with the de-junkifixation. Friday before my due date, Katy came home. Saturday before my due date John Lee brought the dresser over. Sunday, my due date, I went into labor.
All day long my contractions were easy, and we only left for the hospital (1 1/2 hours away because John Lee and my doula thought we should. I didn't.
Turns out, they were right.

We got to the hospital at 7:30 and after much labor and contractions and pushing, she was born at 1:49 on Monday morning. Via repeat cesarean.
Even that didn't really go according to plan. I lost more blood than I should have, she had to have her stomach pumped.
We both recovered fairly quickly, and went home on Wednesday.
We choose the name Georgiana Rhoda Elaine instead of Max (although Adeline and I both slipped up a few times and actually CALLED her Max). Her middle names are after JL's and my grandmothers, who just happened to share the name Rhoda. Elaine is after my mom (middle name). Georgiana is just a name we liked.
Adeline was thrilled with her sister.

Monday, March 3, 2014

Family Maternity Shoot

Max is due pretty much any day. I've been trying to get stuff done, write a birth plan, pack my bag, get clothes washed, house organized, etc. One thing I haven't done yet, is take maternity photos. With Adeline, it was a last minute thing as well. I didn't get any good ones of John Lee and I together, but a very good friend took some of just me. This time, I, um, waited until the last minute again. I've been wanting my sister to take some pictures, but since she's in Jamaica and not coming home until two days before my official due date, there is no guarantee that she will be able to do it. So the other day I asked my mom to take some, just in case Katy can't.

I didn't really want that many, and I think I got a few good ones. Now I feel like Max can make an appearance, and if Katy doesn't get some others of us, we have a newborn photo-shoot planned.

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Adeline's 4th Birthday

At the end of January, Adeline turned 4. It was a Sunday, which I thought was pretty neat. My 4th birthday was on a Sunday. It was also scary. I remember my 4th birthday, mostly what I wore and my cake, but that's when my "main" memories start. I tend to think of her as my baby - who won't remember things. She does, however, have a very good memory. I started thinking about what memories I want her to have, and how I'm going to give them to her. I have no idea.   

The birthday girl.

She does things like:

"clean her room"

Yup. Definitely clean.

Love on her baby, Angelina (after Angeline Ballerina)

What do you remember most about your childhood birthdays? Or childhood at all? Earliest memories? What do you want your children to remember the most and also remember about you? How are you giving those memories?

And since I think it's awesome that our 4th birthdays were both on Sunday, 
here is my birthday picture.

Saturday, January 4, 2014


No New Year's Resolutions. Only New Year's . . . Thoughts. In my head I know things that need to be changed, things I need to work on, things I need to learn, things I need to keep doing. I haven't written them down, and I don't know if it would help or hinder. Probably help since I love lists.

Yes, this is February, but it's still the beginning of the year. I can still be thinking about the year ahead and what I want from it.

Grow. or Learn.
Those are the words I picked for my year. I've never picked a word before, and these mean the same thing to me right now and are just what I need.

I need to grow/learn in my organizational skills. Which are at zero.

I need to grow/learn in my homemaking skills. Or, to put it another way, my making our house a home skills.

I need to grow/learn in my "Do not be a packrat" skills.

I need to grow/learn in my wifely/mothering skills. I need to learn to be present and take joy in those things.

These aren't resolutions, just sort of vague, and yet solid, things that I want to grow in and learn to be better at. I THINK I've been doing a little better. I've organized, gone through stuff, gotten rid of stuff, and cleaned. (Those things could also be attributed to nesting.)

So, what are your resolutions or words for 2014?

Robots are People Too

I haven't posted for eons, but decided a new year is a good time to change that. So here goes.

A while back, in church, someone said something about going through a hard time, and it got me thinking. I have a tendency to believe the world stops if I'm not around. No one feels anything, does anything, thinks anything. Only me. Everyone else is a robot, on auto pilot until they are with me, then things can happen to them.

It's selfish, I know. I guess I live in my own little world and expect others to notice things about me before I notice things about them. I don't try it. It just happens. I want to change. I just don't know how. I don't remember. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to say. I think that maybe they just want to be left alone (I do . . . . sometimes).

The truth is, I'm scared. I'm lazy. I'm selfish.

A while back, I was also reading some passages in the Bible that talk about the Church. The Saints. Those united by their common faith in God. We do have responsibilities to each other (even if we sometimes think or act like we can just do our own thing).

One of the main things we are commanded to do for others is . . . PRAY.

Yes, I suppose I can pray for others without knowing anything about them. Lots of people do it. But it is hard. I don't know what I'm praying for, so it generally ends up being something like "Lord, bless ________ and whatever they are dealing with. Amen"

Maybe that is fine, and I know that God knows and understands, but I have a hard time caring about people then. I think it probably goes both ways, because when I don't share, I don't feel cared for.

I'm not really making New Year's Resolutions. I have in my head things that I want to improve on though. One of them is caring for others. I don't know how though. So my question is, what do you do to care for others? What makes you feel cared for? What do you do for people? What do you want done for you?

And by the way,

Happy 2014!!

O, and the title of this post makes me think "Exterminate." But if you've never watched Dr. Who, you won't get it.

Thursday, August 8, 2013

Of Tea and Scones

     One of my favorite authors is M. C. Beaton, who also writes (as a favorite author of mine) as Marion Chesney (among other names). She writes a cozy mystery type of novel, and I have been working my way through her Hamish Macbeth series. I have just finished the last two that are out, and it makes me very sad.
     Hamish is an unambitious village policeman, who "mooches" off the villagers. He is usually wanting a free cup of coffee during his rounds. He is always being saddled with the feeling that his superiors in Strathbane are not running the investigations correctly and have overlooked something, so he must do it on his own. Murder investigations. As he goes around investigating and getting ever closer to the truth, people that he interviews are constantly offering him tea and scones.
     I've read so much about scones lately that I have been craving them. I've never had them, but the ones that Hamish is eating are light, buttery, melt in your mouth. Sounds so delicious. Much like the scones that my dear Sis Carmel made for us in her tea party today. Finally! scones.

They were SO delicious, and I wanted to eat only them, but that would have made me a pig.

Delicious Spicy Nuts which were THM approved!

Sandwiches (with homemade bread) and broccoli cheese soup. Now, I had an . . . incident with broccoli soup when I was about 4 or 5, which has resulted in my never voluntarily eating the stuff again. My daughter was watching, however, so I tried it. It was quite delicious. I was pleasantly surprised.


Katy went wild taking pictures, we finally had to tell her to sit down and enjoy, since it was in her honor, before she left for a year. 

It was quite fun. The only sad thing is, I thought maybe after I get some scones, my craving for them would diminish. It might have if Carmel hadn't been such a good cook.

Saturday, May 18, 2013

Of Freezer Paper and . . . . Mother's Day!

For years I have seen awesome stenciling on t-shirts, pillows, etc. and read these blog posts about how the people used freezer paper to do it. I wished I could do the same, but was terrified I'd mess up horrendously and waste a bunch of money. I finally tried it, and . . . Oh My Word. It is so fun and easy and awesome. I want to do everything in sight. In the last two weeks I've done 3 shirts for Adeline, a pillow for my mom (mother's day) and have the stencils cut out for three more pillows. 

Yes, she's a girl, but Adeline thinks Dinosaurs are the coolest.

I wanted a VW van, but she thought a bug was better. 

Pillow for Mama with her children's initials and birthdates + her's and Daddy's initials.
Mother's day gift.

How To: 
I tried printing on the freezer paper directly, but the printer doesn't want to grab it. The only way I could do that right was by taping the freezer paper to a regular sheet. Annoying. So I just printed on regular paper, laid it underneath a sheet of freezer paper and cut it out with a scrapbooking knife. It takes a while, but is worth the effort.
Stegosaurus. I downloaded it from www.heatherinks.com    

Next, iron the stencil onto your fabric. 

 I used a sponge brush and shiny fabric paint. I was worried that the paint would actually be shiny, but since I brushed it on instead of squeezing it on (as i think you are supposed to do) it wasn't shiny at all.  

All painted and waiting to dry. With this shirt, I didn't let it dry very long, with some of the other stencils, I waited to take it off until it was dry to the touch. The paint tends to hold the paper if you do that, but if you take it off before it's dry I suppose there is always a chance of the paint smearing. Up to you.

After painting, follow the instructions for drying, washing, etc that is on the paint bottle. Mine said let dry flat for four hours, can wash inside out after 72. 

Adeline and I on Mother's Day. She is growing up so terribly fast and I love her so much.