Monday, September 12, 2011

The Big Latch On

So for a while now I've been wanting to write about this and I knew I eventually would get around to it. I'm so glad to finally do so. Its a long one too, seeing as it took up 2.5 years of my life, a long blog dedicated to this journey would be expected though. It amazes me how controversial of a topic breastfeeding is. To all the moms out there that formula feed, I want you to know I think you are great moms too. You are providing for your children and taking care of them, so kudos to you. I do think you and your baby are missing out on some rewards that can never be replicated though and my wish for new moms is that they would at least give nursing a try. If its not for you or for some reason you aren’t able to, you should be super proud of yourself for trying. Talk to a lactation specialist first before throwing in the towel though cause they have so many ways of working with you and your baby to make it successful. This blog is in no way meant to offend any mom. It is simply me sharing my experiences of breastfeeding, the ups and downs, the trials and tribulations and what I’ve learned along the way.
My mom told me I was formula fed when I was baby and I’ve turned out pretty good. I have a strong bond with my mom, I’m relatively healthy and well-adjusted. I do kinda wonder what the difference would have been had I been breastfed. I wonder how Skye would have turned out differently if I hadn't breastfed her, and for so long. Even though I was formula fed I knew babies got milk from their mommas. You see other animals get milk from their moms so its not a huge revelation that is what humans do too. As I started to grow up though the idea of formula became more and more the thing to do though. Id babysit and mothers would show me how to mix the formula. I worked in daycare and most of the kids there were given formula. I was kinda confused why should I breastfeed if they sell formula. One thing that scared me about having babies too soon was the cost of feeding them associated with buying formula. This sounds so ridiculous to me now, but maybe I thought you were supposed to breastfeed only up to 1 month old or so and after that there was formula. Now that I think about it I’d say by high school I’d pretty much wiped out the option of ever breastfeeding once I had children and sorta had this image in my head that one day, I too would be mixing formula in bottles.
I’m not sure when the idea of breastfeeding started to sneak back into my mind as an option but I decided my children would be breastfed many, many years before I had Skye. I knew I was going to be determined enough to make it work no matter what. At this time I also thought breast milk was just food with its only purpose being to fill the baby’s stomach. I never would have guessed all the benefits from breastfeeding. I started to hear how it is packed with nutrients and vitamins, easier digestion for the baby, how it increases your baby’s IQ, how it increases the bond between mother and child, how it is helpful in hand-eye coordination, teeth alignment, speech development, lower the risk of many cancers in baby and mom, helps in mom’s post-partum recovery, burns up to 800 extra calories a day, better for the environment, less chance of ear infection, eczema, obesity, so less time and money spent at the hospital.People have always commented to me about how social and friendly Skye is and studies show that breastfeeding does increase children's social skills. I think some babies are just more outgoing that others and so some formula fed babies are going to have good social skills too, but I totally believe breastfeeding Skye had something to do with her social skills.
 I was most surprised to learn the medicinal value of breast milk. I didn’t know it could be used on skin rashes, diaper rashes, bug bites, pink eye and other ailments like that since it is sterile. It is also great for cleaning contact lenses. Whodathunkit?? How wrong I was into thinking it was “only food.” This is just the tip of the ice berg. These are benefits for any mom/baby. I found out breastfeeding Skye brought with it its own benefits just for me and Skye; things like just funny little moments. They say two benefits are a smarter, stronger child. There were times I wondered if these were really benefits to have a child smarter and stronger than me by 18 months old!! haha. I also liked the idea of getting out of jury duty if ever summoned, but this is just an Oklahoma law. I never have been called to jury duty though, yet.
The only negative thing I found associated with breastfeeding was that the doctor had to prescribe fluoride drops for Skye's teeth because there is no fluoride in breast milk. But for mothers who mix formula with tap water they are also giving their babies fluoride that is added to the tap water. But her lack of fluoride was easily supplemented with fluoride prescription drops. Quick and easy fix to that problem.
My friend Jenn had her first baby in 2006 or 2007 I think. She started attending a support group for breastfeeding moms and supporters of breastfeeding called La Leche League (LLL). When I was a few months pregnant I started going with Jenn and really enjoyed the comrade of these nursing mothers who were nursing even their “older” toddlers. At the time I found that a little weird but once I learned about the benefits of nursing a toddler I really liked the idea and left that option open for me and my baby depending on how things went once Skye actually got here. I remember one mom talking about her 2 or 3-year-old son getting too rowdy sometimes and she could quickly nurse him and it was like “hitting the snooze button” is how she put it. It seemed to almost instantly calm him down.
They talked about the convenience of it and I really liked that idea. Going shopping and not worrying about forgetting the formula or the bottle at home. Not having to clean so many bottles. Not all the prep time that goes into mixing formula, especially in the middle of the night. Just being able to put the baby to your breast and laying there. Not having to test the temperature of the milk on your wrist. Not getting peeved that you made a bottle and the baby didn’t want it, or left a very small amount. I remember Jenn saying she didn’t feel obligated to make her baby drink every drop of breast milk cause there was plenty more where it came from.  She is also big into saving money and not being wasteful. She said if she spent $30 on a can of formula it would really bug her if every drop wasn’t used. So if one ounce was still left in the bottle it would really irritate her if her baby didn’t drink it. Breastfeeding moms don’t have to worry about that. So many little things like this really appealed to me.
I quickly became very attached to my LLL group. It was nice to hear about their struggles and advice. It was nice to be able to laugh with them about some of their experiences. It was great to be able to turn to them when I had a question about what medicines to take or how to conceal myself better. O, just a tip- If I was out in public I refused to breastfeed Skye in the bathroom. Ok, well sometimes I did but only if it was the last resort.  I was more comfortable using the dressing rooms, preferably the largest one or the handicap one. That way I could sit down and have my stroller in there too if I needed it. I turned to Jenn a lot too. I loved having a friend I could call with the silliest most random questions and she’d be so happy to answer them for me.
Even though breast milk is such a super-food, I also had to learn how fragile it is. For pumping mothers, like me, it can spoil quickly if not stored properly. Once it is put in the bottle it should not be heated in the microwave or shaken in the bottle. It has to be heated slowly and stirred gently so you don’t break down the fat and nutrients. There were many guidelines I had to learn about that applied to pumping. That was kinda overwhelming at first but interesting in some aspects. Once I got the hang of it, it was no big deal.
On February 5th, 2009 at 8:46 that evening I gave birth to Savannah Skye Wilson. O God! How quickly I did fall in love with this little girl! I knew almost instantly Id do anything for her and protect her till my last dying breath. The lactation nurse starting working with me and Skye that evening. We had a little bit of a problem. They could tell Skye was doing her part just fine but she had some problem finding my nipple. Its pretty smooth and doesn’t really perk up like most mom’s nipples do. It was pretty scary for me to see this cause I was so determined to make it work.
They gave me a silicone tip thing to put on my boob and it made it a lot easier for Skye to be able to find the milk supply. I found out later on these tips are kind of controversial in the breastfeeding world but its what I had to do to make it work so I’m thrilled that such a tool was available to me for Skye. I couldn’t go anywhere without this nipple thing though and that was kind of scary. Sometimes when I needed it I couldn’t find it, especially in the middle of the night. A few times I left it at home and had to go all the way back to get it. So, I didn’t have the total convenience of breastfeeding like some moms did but that’s ok. We still made it work.
The one and only time Skye was given formula was when she was just about a week old and she had to be readmitted to the hospital for Jaundice. She was so tiny. I think her weight had actually fallen below 5 lbs. The nurse told me I needed to give her formula cause it helped the jaundice somehow. I told the nurse I would give her the formula but I was totally lying just so the nurse would stop talking about it. I had no intention on feeding her any formula ever. Then the nurse took my baby from me and showed me how to use the tiny bottles of prepared/pre-mixed formula. Im still mad at myself for letting the nurse feed her the formula. I was only 1 week post-partum though and was still pretty doped up and emotional. I just kinda wanted to leave ASAP without fighting the nurse.
 I breastfed her that night and used the prescribed lightbed to make her bilirubin count go down. When we went back to the hospital the next day it turned out her jaundice was in fact getting better. I was given a pump and the nurse showed me how to use it. It was quite the puzzle at first!! I easily pumped out enough to fill an entire bottle. The nurses and docs were impressed by how much milk I already had. They thought surely it was only colostrum but when they saw it they told me it was in fact milk. I was pretty impressed with myself and my mammary glands!!
It takes lots of water to produce breast milk!!  Nursing would make me soooo thirsty. I knew if I sat down with Skye there was a good chance she would fall asleep and Id be “trapped” on the couch with her. So I tried to keep things within arms reach and water was on the top of my list. I found it fascinating how my body was able to turn water into milk. I kinda felt a little like Jesus turning water to wine. Lol
I cant tell you how much I loved nursing her. I remember one of the moms in LLL saying she knew she was going to breastfeed, but she didn’t expect to enjoy it as much as she did. I felt the same way. I loved getting to spend this time with her. I loved holding her, I loved gazing into her eyes and brushing her hair out of her face. I loved humming and singing to her. I loved feeling her little baby paws on my breast. I loved the idea of being so important to someone. I mean she depended solely on me for food and water and I took that responsibility very serious. I loved taking baths with her and being able to nurse her in the tub. I loved watching her grow. As a baby she pretty much just spanned the width of my belly, now as a toddler her legs dangle off my legs onto the couch cushion. I loved having a way to sooth her like nothing else could do. I would let her nurse during and after immunization shots and it really seemed to help her. Shots are the worst thing for parents to go through with their children so having a way to ease her pain was comforting to me and it seemed to be comforting to her. The bond breastfeeding creates between mother and child is something I will never take for granted. Its the most special memory in the world to me that I share with Skye.
Breastfeeding definitely has its challenges too. But I think you can make the most out of any situation, even those involving breastfeeding. And if you can work through them or turn them into a positive you’ll find breastfeeding to be so rewarding.  I was always comfortable breastfeeding in front of my mom but not some of the rest of my family. So if I was at someone else’s house I felt like I had to go to the backroom and isolate myself from everyone. I didn’t like feeling like a leper. I didn’t like not being able to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time. Moms who formula feed can make a couple bottles and someone else take over. I could pump, but if I could nurse I’d prefer to do that. I did eventually learn how to lay on my side though and let Skye nurse as I fell back to sleep. It was kinda hard to do that with the nipple thingy though.
I tried a few times to nurse without the silicone nipple just to see if she could find my nipple and it took a while but right around 7 weeks old she was finally able to nurse without it. I was so happy. The ironic part was that my maternity leave was almost up and I’d be returning to work soon. So now that she finally knew how to nurse 100% naturally she’d have to learn how to use a bottle when my mom watched her during the day. She had used a bottle a few times so I knew she’d be able to but I was still a little worried she’d stop nursing from me all together like some children do.
My mom bought me my pump and I started pumping while I was still on maternity leave. I felt like I had pumped months worth of milk but Lisa, the nurse who came to check on me and Skye told me it was only about a weeks worth. Man, babies eat a lot!!
Going back to work I had no choice but to pump if I wanted to continue to breastfeed. I knew so many of the benefits of just nursing baby to breast were being lost but I did the best I could. I hated being away from Skye for 10 hours a day but found some reassurance knowing part of me was with her. She knew this milk came from mommy. So even though I wasn’t there, there was a part of me with her to comfort her. I think we both took comfort in that.
Skye was about 10 months old when she started getting overnight visitations with her dad. I would write a little note on the milk bag for her just to let her know I loved her and would always be with her and thinking of her. I hated giving him my milk. I didn’t trust he was using it or even knew how to use it. But I just had to tell myself he was. And it helped calm me down some knowing a part of me was with her while she was in an unfamiliar place with someone she hardly knew. When I got her back the first thing I would do was nurse her and reassure her I was still here for her. I cant tell you how special this time was for me and Skye. She always came back from these visits very “altered” and I felt like nursing was first thing I could do to try to get her back to feeling secure and back to her normal routine of things. (Some of my own personal benefits of breastfeeding.)
Some money goes into breastfeeding if you pump, still cheaper than formula though. But buying the pump, the supplies, the bags and things like that add up too. I think total I spent maybe $500ish. There was also some bottle cleaning involved now. Since mom watched her during the day while I was at work she was really the only person that had to worry about washing bottles. So the only bottles I had to clean were the ones I used to pump into and the rest of the pumping equipment. Washing all the parts did get old quick but I didn’t mind. Kinda like changing diapers. You do it and get it over with and no biggie.
Pumping at work was definitely a sacrifice and stressful at times. Giving up my breaks, trying to find a private place to go so I wouldn't be walked in on (which happened about 3 or 4 times. I got over it, but still, those poor men must be traumatized for life!!), not really being able to wear dresses (unless I wanted to be totally naked.) because some dresses were much more difficult to lift up than just a shirt. 

Once I was transferred to this dingy warehouse to work in and was told I'd have to pump in the bathroom. 1st-Thats totally illegal according to the US Dept of Labor Section 7 of the Fair Labor Standards Act (FLSA). 2nd-Next time you go into a public bathroom take notice of how few, if any electrical outlets there are. Or where they are placed-I sometimes I had no choice but to pump in a bathroom or locker room. The outlets are near the floor and if there was no shelving I had to put my pump on the floor and sit on the floor. Or the outlets are by the mirrors so you can do your hair, not ideal for pumping though. If pumping mothers use these then they totally sacrifice any privacy; leaving themselves naked and vulnerable to anyone who walks in. (I work at the Health Dept and this is not their stance on breastfeeding, this was coming from an ill-advised warehouse employee. I gave him some quick on the spot education though.) And for me, it really was more embarrassing getting walked in on during pumping than actually breastfeeding. The pump makes this loud sound, it doesn't conceal the breast like a baby does, overall it just doesn't feel as natural as actually nursing.

I always loved the places that clearly went out of their way and designated a spot for breasfeeding mothers. Those places that put a lot of thought into what a breastfeeding mom needed. My deepest gratitude to those few places.

I had to remember to bring my pump and all of its parts (a few times I forgot just one little piece and it really made it difficult to pump.), the bags to store the milk in, the insulated bag to keep the milk in and the ice pack to keep the milk cool so I could get it back home and it not spoil. I work at the Health Department and they are obviously big supporters of breastfeeding so I was glad to work for such a breastfeeding friendly place. I gave up my breaks at work and part of my lunch break so I could pump. I traveled a lot though and this made it difficult to always a find a place to pump. I often had to find a receptionist or someone like that and ask them if there was a private room with an outlet where I could plug in my pump. It was kind of embarrassing having to ask but I just got over it and knew I was doing something good for Skye, even though I couldn't be with her as much as I wanted I knew I was doing something for her and she was always on my mind.  I was determined and I made it work. A few times I left a full bag of milk in my car overnight and I was so mad at myself for wasting milk like that. Well at least it was free and I would always make some more. Still though.
I did like the idea of forcing myself to break though. I brought some pictures of Skye with me and would turn on some quiet music and spend that 20 minutes or so of pumping just thinking about her and her sweet little face. For 3 times a day at work I drifted off to a really special place in my mind where I could still hear her cooing, smell her skin, see her eyes. I loved thinking about her. I loved the idea that even though I was away from her, I was still able to do something directly for her. It made me feel like a good mom. (Again, lemme say, I don’t think if you feed your baby formula you are a bad mom. I’m just explaining the way breastfeeding made me feel.)
Almost the very first thing I would do after getting home from work was to sit down with Skye and nurse her. I’d miss her so much and it was so wonderful to spend this time with her in my arms after even the crappiest work days.  This really got interesting as months pasted and she got older and stronger. She would really wiggle around while nursing, getting into some of the funniest positions. Mom and I would crack up at her. She would arch her back, stick her fanny up in the air, kick her legs like she had restless legs syndrome, roll around, all still while she was latched on. I’m sure the lactation specialist that worked with us when she was first born, that showed us proper position to nurse in, would not have approved of our altered positions!! LoL.
When Skye started teething she bit me a couple times. Wholly fucking shit!! It felt like having a car battery hooked up to me and getting shocked for a millisecond. She was probably close to 6 months old or so the first time this happened I wasn’t sure what happened. The second time it happened it was a little longer and a little harder and I screamed bloody murder. I pulled Skye off me and scared the crap out of her. I felt so bad. I didn’t mean to scare her it was just a reflex. I’m not lying; she went on a nursing strike for like 24 hours. She only let my mom feed her from a bottle I had pumped earlier. I was really scared I had ruined it. Id put her to my breast and she'd turn away or start whimpering. My mom said it was like she’d been beaten or something. I felt awful. I just kept offering it to her and I think she finally got hungry enough and finally started to nurse again. What a relief to have her nurse again. I’m so glad we stuck to it and work through that little issue.
When she was 8 months old I had developed kidney stones. This did not mix well with breastfeeding. During the process of being diagnosed I had to drink some nasty stuff so they could take an xray and see the stones. I wasn’t allowed to nurse for 24 hours after this. Also, after my surgery I had to refrain from nursing due to the anesthesia. We put a huge dent in our frozen stored up milk supply and I was really worried Skye would forget how to nurse. It was such a relief after my surgery to have her nurse again. I remember sitting down with her and her immediately taking to my breast. I was so happy almost cried. I remember looking up at my mom and saying, “She didn’t forget how to.” It had been really hard for me those 24 hours to hold her and she wanted to nurse but I had to tell her no. I was so relived once all the kidney stone mess finally cleared up.

We had gone through a LOT of our frozen milk though after this surgery so I actually started pumping at midnight. Skye was sleeping through the night at this point so I realized I was going about 6-8 hours without pumping or nursing so I figured I could squeeze in an extra session of pumping to get out a little more and still have time to replenish Skye's supply for her morning nursing session. So even though Skye was sleeping through the night, I still was not. When I told my doctor about this she asked me not to do that cause it was just too stressful on me and I needed to get some rest. She was worried about my high blood pressure. Most of that was because of the child custody case but I wasn't helping anything. I still pumped at midnight though. I was just trying so hard to give Skye the best and be the best mom I could. I think all moms put that pressure on ourselves.
Some moms suffer from chapped nipples or mastitis or other complications. I’m so thankful I never really had anything too serious like this happen to me. I love hearing stories of how other nursing moms suffered from things like this but still worked through them and didn’t give up. And usually the way of working through them somehow involved using breastmilk. (i.e. rubbing milk on the nipples helps them not be chapped and breastfeeding helps the mastitis go away.)So yeah, I know breastfeeding has its cons, I had my own bad experiences. For me and many other moms, the pros far outweigh the cons though.
When I first started breastfeeding I didn’t know how long I would breastfeed for. It would kinda bug me how Skye’s doctors would ask me how long I planned to breastfeed. Almost insinuating most moms should think about quitting. Many moms will put an end date in their head (6 weeks, 6 months, 1 year.) I sorta had 1 year in my head but not as a quit date. That was more of a date to evaluate the situation and see how we were doing.
So come Feb 5th ,2010 it was very clear neither Skye or myself were anywhere close to giving up breastfeeding so I decided to keep going. I read somewhere how healthy it was for a toddler to nurse and taking away breast milk just because they are getting older is equivalent to taking away vegetables once they get older. You don’t tell a teenager to stop eating spinach once they are 15. Spinach is still super healthy for them so why would you tell them to stop? And some people would also say they hate spinach and say its gross, the same way some people probably feel about nursing but that doesn’t make it wrong or unhealthy.  I also don’t want to give up breastfeeding cause once its over, its over. Its very difficult to start lactating again. So once I do stop I want to be 100% sure it’s the right thing and right time to do so. So for now my hormones can still keep making the milk.
Skye is 2 ½ now. She has gone from nursing every 2-3 hours to about once a day, sometime once every other day. So we have pretty much hit the weaning stage I think. She eats 3 meals a day plus grazes on fruits, veggies, crackers, cheerios and other snacky types of food all day long it seems. We nurse right before bed for about 5 minutes. Its really more of just a healthy snack for her. It soothes her right before bedtime and she has come to think of this as part of her routine. She rolls off my lap after nursing and walks almost immediately to her room and lays down on her bed after we nurse. It signals the end of the day to her and seems to make putting her to bed very easy on both of us. Its been about a week since the last time we nursed and I’m thinking that was probably the last time I’ll hold my baby to my breast to let her nurse. August 22nd, 2011
I love being the mom of a nursing toddler. I wish there was more info out there about nursing toddlers. The WHO recommends to nurse until 2 but I just wish there was more info about it. Most breastfeeding information is geared towards newborns and don’t talk much about the benefits of nursing a toddler.
A friend of mine posted something on facebook about The Big Latch On. The Norman La Leche League sponsored it and it was held on August 6th, 2011 in Andrews Park in Norman, Okla by the library. The goal was to ultimately set a world record for the most mothers nursing simultaneously around the world. Different locations hosted the event and even though we didn't set the world record I was so privileged to be a part of it.


The day had a breakfast buffet, a few games for the kids, playing in the park, face painting, pictures...typical stuff like that. It was a good morning. I think Skye might have been the oldest baby their who actually nursed. She had just turned 30 months old the day before. I was a little worried she might not nurse since it wasn't right before bed but she did just fine.


For me this really marked the end of my nursing days. She nursed a few more times after the Big Latch On but the setting really kind of made it a big deal and was almost ceremonial. (Kinda like these farewell ceremonies for the troops who actually dont leave town for a few more weeks). the Big Latch On was our farewell ceremony.


I'm so glad I was able to nurse for so long. I'm so glad I had the support system in place that allowed Skye to nurse for so long, my mother and my family, my LLL group-especially Jenn, my job-The Oklahoma State Department of Health, and other mothers who just gave me those random pats on the back for being a nursing mom (those meant a lot.)

 

Monday, July 18, 2011

Skye's 1st Movie Theater Movie - Winnie the Pooh

If any parent asked me for advice about when to take your kids to the movie theater, this is what Id tell them...
I’m not a big fan of going to the movies. I’d rather rent or buy the DVD and watch it at home unless it is a great movie, with awesome special effects can only be fully enjoyed at the theater. I just hate paying $10 (or more) per person per ticket, walking on sticky floors, sitting behind a tall guy with a hat on, beside a couple making out, a screaming baby behind me, distracting cell phones going off, worrying about getting caught sneaking in my own drinks and candy to avoid the crazy prices at the concession stand and whatever else could possibly happen to irritate me.
If you have kids, don’t take them to PG-13 or R rated movies. Get a babysitter or put them in the theater daycare if one is provided. Crying babies in the theater are the worse. Kids kicking my seat are a close second. I hate going to comedies and everyone laughs so much you don’t even get to hear all the funny lines. I hate leaving to use the bathroom and miss part of the movie. The only way I like the movies if I get a free ticket and have the entire auditorium to myself.
I’d rather spend $1 on a Redbox rental for the whole family, watch it when I want, don’t have to worry about the guy with the hat, I can pause it and run to the restroom. Plus, DVDs have the deleted scenes, bloopers and special features.
Even though I’m not a fan of movie theaters, I do still understand why others enjoy them and try to not be one of those annoyances to them. 
All that being said, and as much as I don’t like going to the movies Ive really been wanting to take Skye. I have kinda been waiting for the right age and the right movie though. Shes really never been one of those kids you can stick in front of the tv and her stay glued to it. And I like that about her. She loves reading and playing outside, and if it involves water, she’s all about that!!
She does have a few shows she seems to really enjoy though. Baby Signing Time, Thomas and his Friends, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, SuperWhy, Word Girl, Sesame Street, Dora, and lately her new fascination is Winnie the Pooh.  Only two of these shows really holds her attention for the whole show. Lately Winnie the Pooh on YouTube holds her attention for more than an hour. Most of them are more of a slight form of 10 minutes worth of entertainment for her when she is stuck in the house and I’m busy with something. I just wasn’t sure if a movie would hold her attention for more than 30 minutes.
With this hot weather though lately we are finding ourselves stuck in the house more than we’d like to be. 110degrees outside is just too hot for a 2 yr old and even when it gets down to 90 degrees at 10 at night, its too late at that point.
Taking all those things into consideration I started thinking maybe I’d take Skye to her first movie. I wouldn’t mind going for her and I’ve being seeing the trailers for Winnie the Pooh and like I said, that has been her recent obsession. Plus, it looked really cute. Harry Potter opened this wknd so I knew most of America would be filing into see that movie and Winnie the Pooh I hoped would be an empty auditorium. I'm not at all a fan of Harry Potter but it really worked out perfect it opened the same wknd as Winnie the Pooh. So, thanks Harry!!
I got some advice from friends about taking a toddler to the movies and they said basically just to bring enough snacks to keep her entertained and sit in the aisle. Its been forever since I checked on movie times and prices it really turned into quite the research project. I cant imagine planning a vacation when going to the movies takes two days to plan.
I knew I wanted a matinee for the cheap prices and hopefully the weather earlier in the day wouldn’t be too hot outside (Even when I blast the A/C the car just doesn’t seem to get as cool as I’d like it too for Skye in the backseat. Even a short ride home makes her kinda sweaty.) I also didn’t want the movie to interfere with her naptime cause I wanted her to enjoy it and not be cranky. I also was taking mom’s schedule into consideration too. Man, wears me out just thinking about it again. So, once I called around and got the times and prices I decided on the Crossroads AMC theater Sunday matinee show on July 17th at 10:50am. I also remembered I had a gift card for AMC for filling out surveys online from years ago and finally was able to use it!
I was getting pretty excited at this point. Even though I’m not a fan of going to the movies I was excited for Skye to see her first movie =)
We had to skip church to go see the Sunday matinee but it was really the best time to go see Winnie. Mom helped me get her all dressed up in her Winnie the Pooh outfit we just happened to have (she looked so cute!!) and I made sure the diaper bag was stocked with diapers, wipies, snacks, filled sippie cup, change of clothes and a few little toys for her to play with if needed.  We also decided to go get some breakfast before we went. Thank you Jimmy’s Egg for the perfect locations, price and the breakfast was great!! I need to go there more often.  Everyone just kept saying how cute Skye was. (Given, that’s kind of a daily occurrence for us, but she did look really cute.)
We got to the theater and it was just starting to get hot but not bad at all. The A/C inside the theater was AWESOME!!! It was Sunday morning so there was no crowd at all. There was maybe 10 other people in the movie with us with their children also. Its so precious to me to watch Skye experience something for the first time. Even if she wont remember it, I will. She was relatively well behaved. She didn’t sit still at all. Up and down the stairs, walking a lot but this was to be expected. It was the beginning of the day and shes a toddler so asking her to sit still is kinda out of the question. That’s why I picked a showtime hoping for no one else in the auditorium so she'd have plenty of romping room. I offered her her snacks a few times but she seemed to prefer the left over pancakes from Jimmy's Egg we brought with us.
We got there a little early so we could take pictures of her but it was kinda too early and a little difficult to entertain her in a dark room but she was fine. Once the previews started she kept thinking it would be the movie starting so I think the previews kinda annoyed her. Although some of the trailers looked pretty good. I might have to catch DolphinTale when it comes out. Finally the movie started and Skye sat in my lap for about 10 minutes. Mom is sitting behind us taking pictures with her flash going off (I’m sure the other movie goers loved that!!) But we got some cute pictures. Skye pretty much stood/walked/hopped through the entire movie but I think she still watched it. Only once or twice did she get a little too loud and other people looked in our direction. Most of them had their own kids and seemed pretty understanding though. I think she enjoyed herself.
It was really a cute little movie. Mom and I haven’t been in years and we kept thinking how funny it was that the first movie we go see is this little kiddie movie. But that’s ok. It wasn’t about us. We wanted Skye to have a good time. All in all I think she did. The movie was cute and I really like how they made it seem like you were reading a book. I think it was their way of still encouraging reading.
I don’t know if I’ll be taking Skye back anytime soon. It really depends on the movie. Pooh was just perfect since shes been on this little Pooh Bear kick lately. When she sings the theme song, it is so cute!! She just seems perfectly content watching him on youtube. I’m glad I took her though. She had a good time but she just enjoys outside activities so much more.
We stopped by McD’s drive thru on our way home to get some any size $1 drinks before we went home. Skye fell asleep on our way home and ended up taking her nap once we got back home.
 The whole movie going experience really kinda reminded me of that scene in Annie where Mr. Warbucks took her to the movies. It was so sweet. I just love doing things like this with her and get giddy thinking about what other firsts there will be for us as she gets older. Overall, I’d give the movie going experience 4 out of 5 stars. =)

Thursday, June 2, 2011

HEY DJ!!! This blog's for you.

Seems like most of my blogs have a musical theme to them. I seriously feel like I might be the only person who actually lives in a musical! I heard this All American Reject song on the radio this morning as I was driving to work. I liked this song when it first came out in 2008 but man it really struck a chord with me today. I was totally jammin and I didn't care who was looking!!  It totally sums up where Im at right now with DJ.

Most all of the lyrics fit perfectly (Note the yellow highlight) but some of the lyrics were as though I had once been in the band AAR and helped write this song mysef!! (red font). Some things are not highlighted just because its a repeat in the song or it just doesn't apply 100%. And just for fun my thoughts are in blue. The one thing I took a little artistic liberty with was changing the gender when appropriate (noted in paranthesis) although he practically is a woman anyways.



GIVES YOU HELL-All American Rejects


I wake up every evening
With a big smile on my face
And it never feels out of place
And you're still prob'ly working
At a nine-to-five pace
I wonder how bad that tastes
(He was “self-employed” and didn’t work 9-5. He didn’t bring home 1 penny so the above lines dont apply to him)
When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell

Hope it gives you hell

When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell

Hope it gives you hell
(when you see my face IN COURT hope it gives you hell!!)
Now where's your picket fence, love?
And where's that shiny car?
And did it ever get you far?
And you never seemed so tense, love
I've never seen you fall so hard
Do you know where you are?
(The picket fence is mine, the shiny car was more important to him than me or Skye were to him. Mr. National Merit Scholar with big dreams never went anywhere but Harrah and wont ever be good enough for Edmond even)

And truth be told, I miss you -miss you
And truth be told, I'm lyin'
(yeah- I definitely DON’T miss him!!)

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell

If you find a (girl) that's worth a damn
And treats you well
Then (s)he's a fool, you're just as well
Hope it gives you hell

I hope it gives you hell
(Im hoping once he finds a girl he’ll leave us alone. More power to them!!)

Tomorrow you'll be thinking to yourself
Yeah, "where'd it all go wrong?"
But the list goes on and on
(In his mind he’s faultless but I cant stop numbering all the things he did to me, Skye and the rest of my family.)

But truth be told, I miss you -miss you
And truth be told, I'm lyin'

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
If you find a (girl) that's worth a damn
And treats you well
Then (s)he's a fool, you're just as well
I hope it gives you hell

Now you'll never see
What you've done to me
You can take back your memories
They're no good to me
And here's all your lies
You can look me in the eyes
With the sad, sad look
That you wear so well

(Yep-I’ll never let him see me struggle- Not that I am. Yep- He can definitely take back the few good memories we had together-O wait! I think he already did when he took back what little he did give to me the day he left! Sooooo many lies!! OMG! Can this stanza be any more perfect?!?! He would try this pathetic puppy dog look when he wanted something. All I could think to myself was how feminine he looked. I was disgusted by his sad, sad, look.)
When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you find a (girl) that's worth a damn
And treats you well
Then (s)he's a fool, you're just as well
I hope it gives you hell

When you see my face
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
When you hear this song and you sing along
But you never tell
But you never tell
Then you're a fool, I'm just as well
I hope it gives you hell
Hope it gives you hell
(Pretty straight forward)
When you hear this song
I hope that it will give you hell
Hope it gives you hell
You can sing along
I hope that it puts you through hell

And if the song doesn't, my lawyer will!!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Like my Mother Does-Lauren Alaina

I dont think any song on American Idol has ever touched me as much as this song did. It was the perfect song for Lauren and for many, many daughters out there. I liked Lauren Alaina all season but last night she really became my American Idol. (I still would have preferred Pia and Durbin in the final but thats another blog.) She totally had a "moment." And I had been looking for that from her all season long.

Im so close to my mom. She drives me crazy sometimes, and I know I drive her crazy too but I know I owe EVERYTHING I am to her. Her guidance and support have gotten me through so many trials. Skye and I are both so blessed to have her in our lives. Some people will never understand our relationship and I dont even try to explain it to them, but this song summarizes it pretty well...

(The lyrics only capture a part of the song. Be sure to watch it on youtube if you didn't see it last night!!)


People always say
I have a laugh like my mother does
Guess that makes sense
She taught me how to smile when things get rough
I've got her spirit, she's always got my back
When I look at her I think I want to be just like that

When I love I give it all I've got
Like my mother does
When I'm scared I bow my head and pray
Like my mother does

She's a rock, she is grace
She's an angel, she's my heart and soul
She does it all

When I love, I give it all I've got
Like my mother does
When I'm scared I bow my head and pray
Like my mother does

When I'm weak and unpretty
I know I'm beautiful and strong
Because I see myself
Like my mother does

PS-I hope Skye thinks of me this way too. I'm always trying to be the kind of mom she deserves.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Jesus loves me, this I know...

Church really hit a soft spot with me this week. We talked about how our relationship with our father affects our relationship with our heavenly Father. As soon as our Sunday School teacher mentioned the topic I got squeamish.
My relationship with my dad is just how it is meant to be…Totally non-existent. I haven’t spoken to him since I was in 9th grade. I was never close to my dad, ever. I hated him pretty much right from the git-go. He was an alcoholic and so was his dad (who I only met once or twice). They both probably want to blame a lot of their behavior on the drinking but I know it was more than that. He was evil before, during and after AA.
He was physically and verbally abusive to me and my mother. Most kids pray for their parents to never divorce but I prayed all the time that they would divorce. I just wanted my mom to swoop me up one day and we just leave him. They were married 18 years. How and why she put up with him for so long, I will never fully understand. I was pretty much done with him by the time I was 2.
Mom always told me how I pushed his buttons. I didn’t understand what she meant by that when I was a child but I totally get that now and I totally agree I did. I would do things all the time just to aggravate him and see how long it took before he blew up; and ultimately how long it would take before he left.  He had no patience.
Keep in mind, I lived in a household where my mother and I feared for our lives. She had to hide his gun from him. She hid the car keys from him so if she needed to escape he wouldn’t be able to stop her. I would tell him I loved him because I knew if he found out I hated him he might hurt me.
Sometimes, I was so scared of him. I got spankings that bruised my bottom for a week after. And I wasn’t that bad of a kid. I had my moments, but nothing worthy of hitting me so hard my bottom was bruised. In 4th grade I made a C on my report card and I ran away cause I truly thought he would kill me. I grabbed Sue Gale, my Cabbage Patch Kid and my Tootsie Roll bank and left. The police found me later that night and brought me back home. The police man asked me why I ran away. He asked if my parents had fought. I wanted to tell him so badly how scared I was, but my parents were right there listening and I just didn’t have the courage to tell him. I just wanted my dad out of my life and if he wasn’t going to leave, and if my mom wasn’t going to leave him, I wanted to leave. How far can a 10 year old run though?
Then there were times I wasn’t at all afraid. I would stare him down, stand up to him, laugh in his face, yell right back, ignore anything he said, whatever it took to piss him off. Mom was right, I did try to push his buttons and I was good at it too. I wanted to push him away and out of our lives forever. It took a while but I eventually got my way.
So , back to the Sunday School lesson…I would say this is very similar to my relationship with God and other men. I do like pushing buttons. I know they will eventually leave and I want to see how long it takes before they do. Usually not long at all. Funny how God is still there for me even though I’ve tried pushing His buttons too. Its hard for me to accept that He loves me. How can He love me if my own dad didn’t? I know Jesus loves me cause there’s a whole children’s song about that, but I do NOT feel worthy of His love at all.
So all that came to the surface in Sunday school. I tried so hard to not cry in front of everyone but I finally had to just leave the room. Every other woman in that room spoke of how special their relationship was with their dad. That’s so great and all, I wouldn’t want anyone to experience a childhood like mine, but I felt so alone and different from everyone else.
Then on top of all that I of course started to think about Skye and her relationship with her dad and how that is going to affect her relationship with Christ and with other men.  I know I shouldn’t sit and worry about things I cant control or about things that are years away but its hard for me as a parent to not worry about her and want to protect her from any heartache. I want her to know she is so worthy of love.
Its been almost two decades since I last spoke to my dad and the topic still is something I don’t know if I’ll ever get over.  I hope Skye never has to carry this kind of sadness and rejection in her heart. I’ll protect her as much as I can, but I’m not sure if that will be enough. She is such a precious spirit, I don’t want anyone to break that. I think I would have made it through Sunday School without crying if I wouldn’t have been worried about her too. It was just too much at that point though.
Its been over 24 hours since Sunday School and I’m still kinda in a saddish mood because of it all. Maybe talking a bit about it will help. I’m 34 years old. I’m tired of dealing with this pain and with these memories. I wish I could just get past it. Funny how things bring it to the surface though. I’m thankful I have people in my life who understand and thankful for ways, even as simple as blogging, to help express this pain.
I know I’m not the only woman with “daddy-daughter” issues and many others have situations much worse than mine. I’m so grateful for the blessings in my life. Everyday, I try to focus on those. I hope when the right guy does come along I won’t feel the need to push his buttons and maybe I can just accept the fact that I am deserving of love. 
A few years ago I didn’t believe this to be possible at all.  Now I at least know in my head it is a possibility, but I wonder if my heart will ever be convince of this. I know I have to believe this before I can truly teach my daughter this lesson. The bruises on my bottom have obviously all healed up, now just the bruise left on my heart I’m trying to heal.
Cant say I blame any guy for not wanting to deal with my baggage.  Hmmmm…I guess we’ll just have to wait and see how it all turns out. I suspect ultimately it will turn out ok.

Friday, April 29, 2011

Today I'm proud to be British

How can people not get caught up in all the royal wedding hoopla??  I don’t get how people can be so pessimistic over any wedding, let alone THIS wedding!!  They say it’s not a big deal, but obviously almost 1 million people who gathered for the wedding along the streets of Westminster Abbey to Buckingham Palace thought it was a big deal. 
I was almost 4 when Charles and Diana got married and I remember watching their wedding, which seemed to last for 4 days. I seriously think that might be my first memory ever. I’ve had such a crush on Prince William dating back to school days. He was always easily in my “Top 5.” Even still with his receding hairline, I'm so captivated by him. His smile and since of humor, his approachability so reminds me of his mother. He is the story-book Prince Charming.  My ancestry is Welsh so maybe it’s because of all these little things that factor into my enthusiasm over this day.
I love that Kate is a “commoner.” And by “commoner” they mean someone whose parents are millionaires and deserve more appreciation than most members of the royal family probably. The worst thing they can say about her mum is she chews gum? GASTLY!!
I love that Kate is a brunette and not a playmate type Charlie Sheen blonde "goddess." I love that she and William met at college and not by a royal arrangement. I love they’ve known each other for years, lived together, broke up and got back together. I think that shows they’ve been through rough times, realized nothing was worse than being separated from each other and were able to work through it. She seems to be able to handle the paparazzi with strength and grace.
I think Diana would have loved Kate once she got past the whole “someone’s taking my son away from me” thing all mothers of boys go through. Kate’s since of style is marvelous. I love her fascinators, especially that brown feathery one she wore a few years ago. I love her bright smile. I love she has normal nails. They aren’t fake acrylic. Did you notice that? She’s just so real and natural. I’m in awe of it all. I’m so proud today to originally be from Great Britain.
I tried to wake up in time to see the wedding live but just my situation with Skye I couldn’t. I have it DVRd though and cant wait to get home and watch it. I did catch the kiss though, or the kisses I should say. I think her wedding dress is perfect for the occasion but it’s not my style. I don’t like the long lace sleeves or the collar. I’m not a fan of lace. I did like the length of the train and her tiara though. She looked beautiful. And all the men in red looked like they were trying to make it a great show for HD viewers out there! WOW! Bright!!
And those hats were incredible!! (or toppers as the locals call them) My favorite that I’ve seen so far was this big silver sequenced one that sat on the side of the head but the other side was balanced with these big loopy swirly ribbon things of the same material. Gorgeous. Some were a bit too extreme for me but they were all beautiful. Not even the Kentucky Derby has seen the likes of toppers like these!! ?I was a bit disappointed in what Posh wore, but she gets a pass being pregnant and all. Mr. Beckham on the other hand always meets my expectations!! Hello!!
I would have loved to have been there. I’m sure Lady Diana would have too. Congrats to the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge. I cant wait to see what the future holds for you. Thank you for giving us a great love story and inviting us all to your incredibly romantic wedding.

Friday, April 15, 2011

Baby, Baby, Baby Signing Time

Not to brag but I do a lot of good things for Skye. At least I try to and I think for the most part I'm successful. She has health insurance; she has clothes and toys; I read, sing and play outside with her; I make sure she takes her daily vitamin; I brush her teeth. Most things like that she doesn't even know I do. Except for the reading books and playing stuff. She does love reading her books on the bed!! And of course there are the days when it slips my mind and I forget to do some of these things and I end up feeling awful about it.

But if I had to list in order of importance the things I do for her right under breastfeeding (which is a blog all in itself too that I will eventually get to) I would list teaching her sign language. This has been such a blessing in our house and I would encourage any parent to explore this communication tool. It has empowered Skye and has given her such confidence in her everyday activities.

My mom used to work with a hearing-impaired gentleman, Drew. I thought he was just so cool and he was so sweet to me. Thanks to him I learned how to sign the alphabet and I knew how to say, "I love you." I told Drew this a lot since it was basically all I really knew how to say. Keep in mind, I was only 5 or 6 years old at the time.

I always wanted to become more proficient at it. I checked out children's books at the library and learned a few songs in jr. high choir in sign language but thats really about it. I knew if I could sign my ABCs I could spell anything.

When my friend, Jenn, had her first child she told me she was teaching him sign language. I thought that was kinda cool but I didn't really understand why she would be teaching her son, who could hear perfectly, how to sign. I just chalked it up to her being a little on the hippy-side. (I only say that cause she often claims herself and her husband to be.) She knows how much I admire her.

When Skye was born, a technician came into my hospital room and gave her a hearing test. She passed with flying colors. This test cost me about $100, it wasn't covered by my insurance. I could have had it administered for free at the health department, where I worked, and as you can see, I'm still a bit irked by this but I need to stay focused here. Now she is a little older than 2 and her hearing is keen. Sign language is for any baby though; hearing or hearing-impaired.

A few months after I had Skye I found out about a free sign language class for babies sponsored by the Oklahoma City-County Health Dept. It was great. They passed out sheets with a few words that would be appropriate for babies. Eat, more, milk, blanket, mommy, daddy, thank you, please, cracker, ball...They told us to pick one or two words at first that would be helpful if the baby knew and use them frequently. Even though babies dont have the motor skills to do this yet, they will eventually get the motor skills and more importantly they get the motor skills before they develop the motor skills for speech.

Just like a baby has to crawl before they walk and walk before they run, sign language is like the crawl phase before the speaking phase. The studies on this are pretty interesting but kinda boring for the purpose of a blog.

The class also suggested to try to include her other caregivers in this so she would be constantly exposed to it. My mom didn't seem too interested in it at first but quickly changed her mind.

The few words I picked out for Skye were: More, Thank you, Ball, Eat & Drink. (Well, technically the first sign I used was "I love you." When I had to return to work after my maternity leave I would drop her off at my moms and smother her with goodbye hugs, kisses and "I Love You.") When I used these signs with her she would look at me very intently. You could see her thinking and could tell she was trying to figure out what I was doing and probably thought I was a little on the crazy side. One day I taught her "cracker" and she and my mom started cracking up at me. They both thought I was silly then. Hit your elbow with your palm and thats cracker. It is kinda funny looking.

I decided to go to the library and see if I could find anything about sign language. I was looking for those children books I used to use. I found a Baby Einstein DVD though with Marlee Matlin on it. Skye has never been much of a TV person. She wants to read books and play music and go outside. But she LOVED this DVD.

Mom and I had never seen her sit so still for so long. I had to eventually return the DVD. Mom and I were worried this would upset Skye. When I returned it I found a few more DVDs called "Baby Signing Time." We didn't know if Skye would like the "Baby Signing Time" show but it was worth a shot. Again, she sat and watched these very intently. Mom and I watched them with her, cause obviously if she knew how to sign but we didn't it would be kinda pointless.

After hours of DVDs and working with her I caught a glimpse of her signing "more." WOW!! She had already been speaking verbally a little bit and for some reason her first sign was just as exciting!! You can bet she got MORE!! And more words were soon to follow. I was so proud of her.

At first she used her signs more to emphasize or clarify her verbal words. She would be wanting something and would come to me just whining about it. I reminded her to use her words and she instantly dropped that "whiny" tone in her voice. This also gave her such security knowing she could communicate with me clearly before she was 10 months old. More, eat, water, milk & cracker seemed to be her favorite words. O, and bath. She LOVED her bath time!!! You could tell how proud she was of herself to have learned something and apply it. She quickly understood that this was a way to communicate and get what she wanted. She was so cute mumbling "more" just like Oliver in the porridge line at the orphanage and tapping her little fingers together to sign "more."

One night we were putting Skye to sleep and we had her laying down on one couch and I sat across the room on the other couch. She was upset cause she didn't want to go to sleep. The lights were dimmed but still bright enough for her to see me signing. My mom sat right by her rocking her and I sat across the room signing "good girl" to her over and over. I never once verbally spoke it. It actually seemed to be soothing to her, maybe just because it was a distraction. I knew she knew what I was saying and after I signed it a few times, sure enough she mumbled, "Good girl." It was a precious little moment between mother and daughter being able to communicate with her across the room.

Her sign language vocabulary grew very quickly and soon was larger than the words she knew how to speak. Today she knows hundreds of signs. I stopped counting after 200 and that was like 8 months ago. Its probably closer to 500 now?? amazing huh?!?! The first time she signed "I Love You" was so special!!

OETA has started to air Baby Signing Time so I DVR it and this is basically how we start our day now. She not only knows how to sign but can read sign language too. Shes only 2 and knows her ABCs, colors, manners, common objects, activities, different vehicles, family relations (mommy, daddy, grandma...). And she would have eventually learned all these things anyways, but I'm confident she is way ahead of the power curve because of sign language.

This show also has the sweetest songs on it as a way to teach the signs and Skye just loves to sing to them. When she sings her manners song I end up just beaming with pride =)

Skye would go in for her wellness checks and the nurses would ask me if she could speak 3 words yet. Uhmm, yeah she knows like 10 and can sign 15. She was always ahead in her developmental stages from what I could gather at these check ups.  When I go places with Skye people comment on how social she is and friendly and how clear her diction is. Its not perfect by any means. She is after all only two. But people will tell me for a two year old how clear her words are. I never thought anything of it cause I dont really have another 2 yr old to compare her to on that kind of level. So to hear a total stranger notice something like that says a lot. And some of these strangers are day care providers at church who do work around other 2 year olds and can see the difference. And I cant express how it warms my heart to see her be so friendly and outgoing with other children and adults. I think she always would have been a sweetheart but I know in my heart sign language brought this confidence to the surface quicker than normal and amplified it over and over.

A few of my family members have asked why I taught her sign language and seemed a little confused since she is not deaf. I wanted to write this for them so I could fully explain the blessings this skill has brought us. And if anyone reads this and also is thinking about teaching sign language to their children, I highly recommend it. Its been a fun thing for me,Skye and my mom to do together and I just cant say enough about Rachel, Alex, Leah and Hopkins and all the Signing Time cast/creators.

The link is to their website but check your library first or local PBS station. There are also small clips on Youtube and you can like them on Facebook and follow them on Twitter. I dont get any points for promoting them, I just wanted to share them with you and your family and hopefully your family will get the same enjoyment out of it like we have.


Baby Signing Time

Friday, April 8, 2011

My Total Eclipse

"Once upon a time I was falling in love
Now I'm only falling apart.
Theres nothing I can do
A total eclipse of the heart.
Once upon a time there was love in my life
But now theres only love in the dark.
Nothing I can say
A total eclipse of the heart."

It feels like just recently I'm finally allowing there to be light in life. And its a scary feeling again given what I went through(still going through) but I'm starting to remember the warmth also that comes with love. I wrote down this note to myself the other day and I wanted to put it on here so I could refer to it if I needed to. It helps remind me of who I used to be and hope to get back to.

Don't let him change you just because he is selfish and immature. Don't let him harden your heart or cause you to become bitter. Keep being generous, thoughtful and kind. Keep believing others are also those things. Keep your heart open, keep believing in soulmates and "happily-ever-afters" not because thats only possible in Hollywood but because you've seen it in your own family. Remember Grandma & Grandpa Bowen, Granny & Papa, Joe & Trudy, Jami & Brad, Jason & Cindy. They are the ones that have given you solid examples of true-ever-lasting love. Don't let your 18 months with him rob you of happiness the rest of your life deserves to be filled with.

You don't have to be angry anymore. Let go of it so there will be room in your heart for love. Trust your judgement when it comes to people. Remember who you bring in your life, you bring into your daughter's life too now. Be cautious, but dont hold his flaws against others. As much as you want your daughter to be happy and healthy know she wants those same things for you too. You can tell she wants you to be happy, thats why she is always making you laugh and smile. She'll keep running you in circles to try to keep you healthy too!!Raise her to believe in love and be a generous soul too. Teach her by example.

You've survived hateful men in your life before. You've accomplished things they never thought you could do. Don't give them the power to change the person you've become and the woman you were born to be. They obviously have their own demons to battle.

Love yourself again and dont be so hard on yourself. Believe you are worthy and deserving of love. You are surrounded by love. Your family, friends and Savior will always help and support you when you need them. Dont be afraid to use them. Dont shut them out. Dont be afraid to love again. Dont every be afraid of anything.

Yeah- I needed to write that down. I needed to hear it again. Seems like my eclipse is finally ending.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

My first blogger.com blog

I finally got around to setting up my profile on here and now I have to decide what I want to talk about first. I might be over thinking this as I tend to do with many of life's important decisions. I usually just use facebook to keep people informed on my every thought and move but I just felt the need to have an official place to actually ramble and blog down my thoughts. It should be positive, lighthearted and interesting enough that maybe when someone reads it in the next 5 years or so they choose to follow me. I've blogged before but just not here on Blogger. So Im no blogger virgin or anything, just trying to figure out the ins and outs of blogger.com

I said in my profile I would elaborate on my favorite movies, but I dont want that to be my first blog. I thought about talking about my daughter cause I can pretty much guarantee you thats what most of my future blogs will end up being about, knowing me. I thought about writing about my man issues but thats just not lighthearted enough and I dont want to embarrass him in anyway either (its a great story though!!). My moms not on here so I kinda feel like I can write anything, even cuss. whoa!! look at my free-spiritedness. Though, I will put a link on my fb and I'm sure she'll read it at that point. But I do feel a little more protected here than on fb where everyone and there mom provides feedback to my thoughts of 140 or less words. That is the beauty of fb though and I obviously love that. Sometimes though I just need a place to expand on my 140 words. Besides, my work blocks fb but not blogger so thats nice I can do this here (on breaks only of course).

The other 2 bloggers I follow on here are great friends of mine. They are the ones you can blame for me wanting to expand my internet footprint. Even though neither one lives here in Oklahoma and I dont get to spend enough time with them I still consider them to be 2 of my absolute dearest friends. I love reading some of the things they talk about. I'm slightly intimidated by their writing prowess.

hmmm...Well, for now I think this blog is pretty appropriate for my first one.