Monthly Archives: July 2009
Growing Pains
My little babe is only four and a half months old and already I am feeling the tug at my heart as he grows and moves, ever so slowly, away from being my little babe.
The most recent tug was last night as Aaron and I were packing suitcases to come back to the States. We had all of our bags packed, only to realize that we still had a huge heap of stuff we wanted left over. The only solution was to empty it all out again, sort through, and make more choices.
In one bag I had all of Ewan’s baby clothes, all the tiny little things that he has already outgrown. Little onesies and miniature socks. Little things that have tell-tale spit-up stains. Little things that don’t fit him anymore. I am surprised at how sad I got just looking at those tiny little things, remembering how small he was before, and how big he is now. But it really made me cry as I ever-so-reluctantly put some of those tiny little things into the “if we have extra room” pile.
I know that they can be replaced if and when we decide to have a second. I know that it doesn’t entirely make sense to move gross, stained onesies across the great wide ocean. My mind knows it, my heart is having a hard time getting on board.
I guess this is just the beginning of letting go. I know it is our job as parents to put ourselves out of a job, raise him so that he is independent and confident and doesn’t need us anymore, but I didn’t think that it would start so soon. And I just don’t know if I am ready for it.
I guess it is wise to start with the onesies, learn how to let those go, and work upwards as time progresses. Good thing I get to start with tiny steps.
Nursing is Normal
I love the internet, specifically, I love following links. It’s a magical treasure hunt; you never quite know where you’re going to end up and, often, you don’t remember where you started.
Recently I ended up finding a link to the original Nursing is Normal project. I’m not sure how I found it, but I was sure glad that I did. I was even more excited once I found a link to the slideshow over on Mothering. As I watched the beautiful photographs of women nursing in various, everyday places flashing across the screen, I was amazed, inspired, and found myself wishing that I could have been a part of it.
Imagine my surprise, and joy, to find that another photographer and breastfeeding advocate is doing another project in one of my all-time-favorite cities, Madison. And that the project will still be going on when we come back to the States.
As fast as my little fingers could take me, I went over to the Contact Us page and typed in my inquiry. Hoping that I would be able to participate.
I can’t tell you how excited I was when I woke up this morning, less than 24 hours after sending the inquiry, to find an email from the photographer, Lea, saying that my email caught her eye and that she would love to do a shoot with Ewan and I.
So, sometime during our visit in August, Ewan and I will be photographed nursing at Olbrich Gardens, the site where Aaron and I got married six years ago. I think it will be an awesome chance to go back to where our family began with the newest addition. I also hope that the photos that Lea will take during our session will help to accomplish the guiding mission of the project, to help nursing women, and other members of the public, realize that nursing is normal, that it needn’t be kept private, in ones’ home.
Thanks Lea for the chance!
Wordless Wednesday
All This Time
A few weeks ago a friend of mine asked how I manage to get all this stuff done. There’s been a new design on the blog, blankets are getting finished, sweaters are getting made, posts are getting written. All while we have a new baby and are preparing to leave Japan in a few weeks, what gives?
Well, I don’t really have many secrets, so I’ll fill you in. It’s simple really, you just have to follow my three-part plan.
Step 1: Have a baby. Preferably a very sleepy baby. This will keep you home for most of the day and while the baby is sleeping, either on the bed or in a carrier, you will have ridiculous amounts of time in which to get things done while you are ignoring the hideously large stack of dishes and heaps of laundry.
Step 1.5: Don’t let your baby totally change your life. Yes, the baby is important, but so is the mama and papa. It is important that both mama and papa have lives, interests, and hobbies. Having and keeping those interests alive will not only keep you sane, but they will also help your babe, and eventually, young child realize that they are NOT the center of your universe and that you, too, are a unique, whole person.
Step 2: Have no or very few friends near where you live. Seriously, friends are a huge time suck. Get rid of them, or move far far away, and your time will be freed up to do all those things that your heart desires.
Step 3: Stop waiting for huge swaths of time with which you can pursue your creative endeavors. Instead, take each chunk of time, no matter how small, and do your best to fill it with something you love. Have a spare five minutes? That’s more than enough to work a few rows on a baby sweater. Ten? You can totally get a blog post up in that time. Fifteen? Well, why not draw or read or do something else that requires a bit more time to do it justice. Three hours, while the baby naps? Well, the world is your oyster, but if you have that much time, you should probably at least get the dishes done.
Yes, I am getting a lot done. Yes, I have a lot of time to do various things about the house. Yes, I am feeling really inspired and creative and enjoying the time and freedom that I have to pursue those whims. Yes, sometimes I love this arrangement, it satisfies my inner homebody, but, no, I don’t love it all the time.
Especially the no friends part. The tricky thing about this stay-at-home mom gig, while in Japan, is that all the friends I have/had that speak my language, well they have jobs, regular ones, during the day. So, I could go out during the day, and I have, but let’s face it, it’s just not as much fun going out to lunch or shopping or to visit a temple or even to the grocery store when you’re all by yourself.
Side note – This no friends thing, it is definitely something I am looking forward to remedying when we are back and settled in Chicago. As odd and unnatural as it seems, I have started to formulate a plan on how I can find friends, mom friends, that also don’t work during the day. We will see how it goes.
So, for better or worse, I usually just stay home during the day, until Aaron gets home at night. And, when I am home all day, I have a lot of time, sometimes too much.
So long as I use that time to do good, worthwhile things, I usually feel pretty satisfied. It is when I fall into the trap of doing something useless or unproductive (erm…facebook) during my freetime that I really beat myself up. It’s the days where I have spent a vast majority of my time staring at the computer screen, rather than even blogging or writing myself, that I feel disappointed, unsatisfied, and useless.
So, that is my challenge to myself. To continue trying to fill my freetime with things that either contribute to the family, or to the raising of my son, or at the very least fill me with joy and happiness. If it doesn’t, then it should go.

