Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Inspire Me

"Decide what to be and go be it."
- The Avett Brothers

The following statements are copied from the explanation of the video on YouTube.com.

"Head Full Of Doubt/Road Full Of Promise" was written about the temporary nature of our buildings and our mentality," says Scott Avett. "Accepting the temporary state we may be in. (Artist) Jason (Ryan Mitcham) with his landscape paintings, and some that I'd seen that he'd animated, dealt with the temporary nature of the world around us."

Rather than make a bunch of different paintings for the animation, Mitcham gradually altered a single painting 26-hundred times. Ten alterations to the painting equaled one second of film."

Monday, July 30, 2012

Five Steps to a Better Birth

It's been a while since I've posted for Mama Monday! I've been very happily busy the last several weeks finishing up revisions on my birth plan manual, meeting with current and potential clients, vacationing and a thousand other things it seems!

But we're back on track this week and I'm starting a new series of birth information: Five Steps to a Better Birth.

While birth is a natural occurrence and one that your body was intricately and purposely designed for, it warrants preparation. People often compare the experience of birth to a marathon. You wouldn't set out to run 26.2 miles without understanding the race itself and then preparing your body through training would you? Neither should you approach birth willy nilly.

While following these steps can't necessarily guarantee you will have your ideal birth with zero complications, they can significantly lower your risk of unnecessary interventions and improve your overall experience.

Most importantly, preparing for your birth experience will ensure that you know what to expect and thus eliminate the fear which so often accompanies women as they anticipate meeting their newborn. As I discussed in my post about Love and Labor Hormones, the cycle of fear causes the introduction of stress hormones which alter the birth experience both physiologically and psychologically. Doing everything you possibly can on the front end brings understanding, peace and confidence for a better birth.

Five things you can do to ensure a better birth experience are:
  1. Balanced Nutrition During Pregnancy
  2. Exercise
  3. Childbirth Education and Birth Plan
  4. Focus on Fetal Positioning
  5. Perineal Massage
Over the next several weeks, I will elaborate on the importance of each of these steps one by one. In the meantime, you may enjoy reading up on my other posts about Pregnancy.

More pregnancy info!


Love and Honey,

Friday, July 27, 2012

{my moment}

A moment captured from the week that captured my heart.
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama.

While I was in Cleveland at a family reunion this past week, I took it upon myself to scour the many photo albums compiled by my grandparents for pictures of all of the cousins. My goal is to get as many memories digital so we all have copies of them. It was incredibly fun to stroll down memory lane with my brother, cousins, dad, aunt and uncle. 

This is one of my favorite pictures that I found. You all know I love cookies (both making and eating them!). This is where it all began: Gramma Boudiette teaching me to make Toll House cookies in 1988.

After seeing this picture, I mentioned to my Aunt Connie (who insists on being called "Just Connie" so as not to be confused with HER Aunt Connie) that I wanted to make cookies for the family that afternoon. She got so excited and said she had the perfect project for me and little Corinna. Sweet, precious Corinna is actually my cousin's daughter, but we call her mommies Aunt Heather and Aunt Margaret, so she really feels like a niece. I can't even begin to tell you how much fun I had with this little girl - she is going to rule the world one of these days. 

Connie had bought a box of cookie mix that came with frosting, sprinkles and popsicle sticks - a whole kit for making cookies on a stick. She was right. It was the perfect project for Corinna and me.

Baking with littles is so much fun to begin with, but it was such a precious moment for me to get to pass on the gift of baking and creating with the next generation of cousins. And those cookies were YUMMY. I'm only partially ashamed to say that we all polished off the ENTIRE batch of cookies on a stick by 3PM that afternoon!

If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your moment in your comment!

Happy Weekend, Lovies!

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Inspire Me

For the past several days I've been in Cleveland, Ohio, visiting family. As it worked out, I went alone, with no kiddos or husband to a family reunion. It was a bit of a bummer, but I'm still thrilled that I got to go. I had some treasured time with my fellow adult cousins, and probably had more "real" conversations with them than I've had in a lifetime of summer trips to the beach and vacations.

Along with the typical lounging around the backyard watching kids (theirs, not mine) play routine, we did some sight-seeing. I think my favorite outing was visiting the legendary Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and Museum.

We'd been there several years ago after it first opened, but this trip I was able to really take my time and soak everything in. With no littles or bigs to look after, I wandered around and got lost in videos and sounds as I read everything I could about the history of the music and the massive cultural, political and religious shifts surrounding the music of our time.

I could go on and on about all the interesting little tid-bits I learned that I didn't know before. More than anything I was struck by the collection of hearts that were followed, the dreams realized, the invaluable art created, the bravery and the love poured out to eventually build this house of rock. You just have to go and see it. The time lines and maps that put together all the pieces of the puzzle, the fascinating displays of influential musicians that inspired what would one day be Rock and Roll, and the incredible art and design that brought it all together are enough to set your heart on fire!

At least, it was for me.

As I walked along the lower level of the museum, I absorbed the pictures and the quotes on the wall from various inductees into the Hall of Fame, and this one struck me:

"If you are not doing what you love
you are wasting your time."
- Billy Joel

That was it. That's what I needed. That makes it all worth it. That sums up my crazy life changing decision to quit my full time job and follow my heart to start my own business. It's enough to inspire me to continue to support and encourage my entrepreneurial husband who's got a different idea every day and needs me to believe in him.

I'm right where I need to be, doing exactly what it is I should be doing. What I love, what I'm passionate about, what INSPIRES me. 

What inspires you? What do you love? 

I hope you're not wasting your time. If you are, I hope you will be inspired today to forge a way out, on, up and above the time wasting, fire squelching, love dumbing thing that is consuming you. Make a plan...or don't. Sometimes the lack of a plan is exactly the answer you need. But whatever you're dreaming about, know that it doesn't have to be the distant future before you see it realized. It can be now.

Love and Honey,

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

haiku wednesday

something about fly-
ing that makes me feel i
should be wearing a hat

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Inspire Me

I'm proud to be a dreamer, a hoper, a lover. It's who I am and it's who I will be. 

I'm glad there are others like me, and that we have an anthem. 

"we are the lovesick. the fearless ones. the never giving up.
the hearts undone. sick with the desire to love. to live so far
beyond the boundaries given to us.
we are the fence-hopping
fools who never stopped to read the signs.
the ones that left
the world behind. like dreams we've drawn in neon light. just
moments in the sea of time. we are the lost ones wandering.
the soon to be smoldering. last to be found.  the first to fall and
fail to fly then shatter on the ground.
we are the rebels running
wild through a darkness that can swallow us. but we've set fire
to our souls. burning brilliant blinding gold.
the flames that illuminate
our lonely road. our futures holding fates untold. we are the
ever-refusing to fold.
to fade away or worse to lose. the few that
bend and break apart the cages of our rules.
born desperate for the
promise of the mystery unknown.
we are the lovesick. and just like
the sun we will always rise. hope still shining in our eyes.."

Let us not give up.

Love and Honey,

Friday, July 13, 2012

{my moment}

A moment captured from the week that captured my heart.
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama.

A spontaneous creative moment. His brother had been asking Marc to help him build a pirate ship for months and they'd finally sat down to do it at the other end of the table. Aidan and I, of course, needed our own project, so we built a robot. I live for moments like this!
If you're inspired to do the same, leave a link to your moment in your comments!

Happy Weekend, Lovies!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

haiku wednesday

list making, project
planning for the TWO whole weeks
my kids will be gone!

Sunday, July 8, 2012

A Thrifty Adventure

Last week, while I was feeling overly inspired for a Monday, I just couldn't bear the thought of staying at home for the normal routine of cleaning, intermittent blogging and sewing, and refereeing fights between the littles about who gets to hold the roku remote before eventually locking them in the backyard and forcing them to "play."

We needed adventure. Badly. So, I threw on some clothes, told the little bees to brush their teeth and got in the car as quickly as possible. I had no idea where we'd go, but I thought we'd start on Brookside and start searching for new shops. If nothing else, I knew I'd love to see what was new in Ida Red and maybe treat myself to some coffee at Shades of Brown, and maybe stop by Old School Bagel to get everyone cookies. Have you had their cookies? Oatmeal Chocolate Chip. Do it. I'm not kidding, and you won't be sorry. Well...you might if you check the scales after consumption, but you won't while you're devouring it. Promise.

I digress (what's new?).

As I pulled off of I-44 onto the Peoria exit, I remembered that Quality Thrift Store was just south of the highway, and took a left. I figured we could pop in there and see if we found any treasures. The fantastic thing about Quality Thrift is that it's in the same shopping center as Route 66 Antiques, Allen's Coney Island and Moreno's Hispanic grocery store. I mean, you've got to be kidding me. It's a smorgasbord of adventure in one little shopping center!!

As soon as we walked in, the littles found the gumball machine. Instant gratification and a note to self I made the right decision to get out of the house that day!

Lucky us! We showed up on the day women's clothing is 99 cents! I bought two $0.99 dresses and one at full price for a whopping $4.99!

I totally wish I could have brought this sofa home with me, but I'm pretty sure my husband wouldn't have it.

I told the boys they could each pick one toy. Alec picked the life sized Candy Land game. The DVD was missing, but there were still all of the little pieces we can spread out to make our own Candy Land to hop around on!

This Backgammon set reminds me of playing Acey Ducey with Grampa Boudiette. I really must play with my brother one of these days and try to remember the rules. Might be an activity to put on the agenda for our upcoming family reunion in Cleveland!

Aidie picked a metal detector to find underground treasures. You can only imagine how psyched he was.

Green Versa File. I fell in love with it and had to get it in my basket. I have no idea what I'll do with it, but it's a treasure.

I think these will be perfect starter pots for my herbs and peppers.

Another delicious treat I wanted to bring home but was sure it would only be met with a rolling of my husband's eyes.

Killer drop waist dress for 99 cents that was about 3 sizes too small. Boo.

Major score - one of my very favorite childhood books! It was a special moment shared with my littles when we got home and I got to sit and read it to them.

1985 Children's Encyclopedias.  Again, I'm not sure what I'll do with them, but they were calling my name so I snagged as many from the set as I could find.

The boys sang through a sing along book. Who needs the library? Okay, we LOVE our library, bad analogy. But who knew we'd have a sweet little library moment in the thrift store?!

I didn't see anything I couldn't live without in the record collection, but I almost grabbed the Dean Martin. Not this trip though.

Note to self: Must find some clever crafts to make out of old scratched vinyls.

And watch out for the cowboys coming after you.

After paying for my stash and finding my six year old who'd invented his own "video game," which involved hiding in the clothing racks and jumping from "level to level," we headed north on Peoria and decided to stop at Sonic for an ice cream treat.

No joke, this picture was not staged. This is how he ate his entire ice cream cone.

Crazy Alec.

Then, my ever so thoughtful and introspective Aidan. I think he takes after his mommy.

And since we were on that side of town, I figured we ought to swing by Woodward park and enjoy all the old trees and the shade they offer on a Summer day.

We chased squirrels.

And winding paths.

And rocky stairs.

And found remnants of what looks to have been a lovely proposal with candles and rose petals.

And played on the bridge. I have a picture of me the same age doing this very thing on this very bridge.

We finished our adventure at the swings. I happily rested in the shade, sipping my Sonic drink, with two boys who were not bickering over the roku remote or complaining about how little there is to do at the house.

That adventure was JUST what we needed, and I can't wait to do it again!

Love and Honey,

Friday, July 6, 2012

{my moment}

A moment captured from the week that captured my heart. 
A Friday ritual inspired by Soulemama.

More often than not I find myself just trying to survive the summer days. I think the boys actually get bored without school to do. We all desperately needed to get out of the house to escape the bickering and find adventure. After exploring and finding treasures at a thrift store, and sharing ice cream at Sonic, we explored Woodward Park. Even my sour little Aidan, whose fits and protests I'd lost count of that day, couldn't resist the swings in the warm summer shade. It was a moment of perfect.

If you're inspired to join and play along, leave a link to your moment in your comment!

Happy Weekend, Lovies!

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

haiku wednesday

freedom is a choice.
thank those who surrendered land,
lives for your freedom

Monday, July 2, 2012

My Banner, My Battle Cry

Today is supposed to be Mama Monday. I do have something in mind I want to share for that, but it will have to wait.

This past weekend a dear friend of my husband shared with me how much she loves my blog and thanked me for sharing my story and giving hope to other single mothers. I don't receive many comments on my blog, so I don't often know who exactly reads, especially if they are not a public follower. For that reason I am always blessed when someone approaches me, or emails and shares about how my writing has touched, informed or inspired them in any measure.

CB reminded me about this very special banner that I carry. I don't quite know how to describe it. It's more than motherhood, or the lessons I learned from divorce and single motherhood. It's more than sharing information on support in pregnancy and birth. It's more than the fun little moments with my children and ideas for activities and outings.

At least I hope it is. And if it hasn't until now, that will change.

Today I have found my battle cry.

Watch this.

Now read these lyrics.

I turn the music up, I got my records on
I shut the world outside until the lights come on
Maybe the streets alight, maybe the trees are gone
I feel my heart start beating to my favorite song

And all the kids they dance, all the kids all night
Until Monday morning feels another life
I turn the music up
I'm on a roll this time
And heaven is in sight

I turn the music up, I got my records on
From underneath the rubble sing a rebel song
Don't want to see another generation drop
I'd rather be a comma than a full stop

Maybe I'm in the black, maybe I'm on my knees
Maybe I'm in the gap between the two trapezes
But my heart is beating and my pulses start
Cathedrals in my heart

As we saw oh this light I swear you, emerge blinking into
To tell me it's alright
As we soar walls, every siren is a symphony
And every tear's a waterfall
Is a waterfall
Is a waterfall
Oh oh oh
Is a is a waterfall
Every tear
Is a waterfall

Oh oh oh

So you can hurt, hurt me bad
But still I'll raise the flag

It was a wa wa wa wa wa-aterfall
A wa wa wa wa wa-aterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall

Every tear
Every tear
Every teardrop is a waterfall 

Now, play the song again, but stand up. 

STAND UP. Stand up and clap your hands and sing along. 

Do it!

Stand up and dance. Stand up and worship. Stand up and raise your hands and throw your head back and spin. 

Stand up and surrender to the Life Force that keeps us going and gives us reason to sing. 

Declare that life will not pass you by, it will not beat you down, it will not conquer you. 

Today we dance. Today we sing. Today we paint and play. Today we shout and laugh. 

Today I wave my banner, whatever it is exactly. I don't know what to call this banner...we'll work on that. For now, I think this scripture pretty much sums up what I want to sing and scream and shout to the world that wants to crush me.

  "But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair;  persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.  We always carry around in our body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus may also be revealed in our body.  For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus’ sake, so that his life may also be revealed in our mortal body.  So then, death is at work in us, but life is at work in you." 
2 Corinthians 4:7-12
Life will not have its way with me. I will fly above it all and defy the gravity, the pain, the discouragement. I will have life and spread it around, not the other way around!

Thank you, Coldplay for your words, your music, your painting, dancing, singing and the banner of hope you wave in your video. Thank you for your inspiration.

Thank you Jesus for your words of hope, and for conquering death so we can live. 

Please raise your banner with me. I challenge you to add your comments of your declarations of hope and life. Join with me in my battle cry today.  

What's yours? 

Love and Honey,

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