Monday, October 10, 2011

Thanksgiving Weekend

     This is the first Thanksgiving we celebrated without my Grandpa, and the 10th without my Grandma. It's sad that something I always so strongly associated with my grandparents is now celebrated without them. We still had a good time visiting with the rest of the family, but it just felt like something was missing, you know?

Saturday
     We arrived at the cottage just after 3PM and, other than being delayed and rerouted by trains that were blocking the road, enjoyed a lovely autumn drive. Laura was fairly miserable the whole time we were there, and spent most of it clinging to her mama like a baby monkey. She is terrified of my dad, and new people in general, so it took her a long while to warm up to everyone. Plus, she was hungry, but barely ate anything because she is ridiculously picky, so furthering her grump.
     However, since it was such a beautiful day, we went down to the dock to check out the water. We dipped our toes in the lake, which Laura loved, watched the kids chase dock spiders, and enjoyed soaking up some sunshine. I asked Josh to take Laura down to the shore so she could wade in the water, but as he was carrying her down the rock steps, he slipped and fell, dropping her onto the rocks in the shallow water. :S!! She was okay, just very wet and startled. Josh got fairly soaked, as well, but wasn't hurt. Poor baby.
     Laura spent the majority of dinner not eating and whining because "she wanted down". I should have just brought her some pureed food I could have spoon-fed her, because that is usually the only way I can get her to eat dinner. Thankfully there were enough people there to take her and entertain her away from the table so I could actually get a bite. Everything was super delicious, and I of course ate too much. I was uncomfortably full by the time dessert was done, and tired and generally irritable. We headed home shortly after dessert and crashed into bed. Although that sounds like a bunch of bad stuff, we still had a nice time :).

Sunday
     We spent the morning laying low, getting groceries and doing general house maintenance. At the grocery store I was asking Laura what fruit we should get this week and she said, "Two [ba]nanas".  I said, "Okay, we'll get some bananas." "No! TWO nanas".... "Umm, okay, how about two plus one?" LOL.
     After Laura's nap we went for a bike ride through the park to take advantage of what are probably the last few beautiful days of the year. She dropped both her shoes on the way home and Josh had to go find them in the van. Luckily he found both of them. haha.

Monday
     I got up this morning and really wanted to shower before Laura woke up. I was going to jump in quickly, but somehow Josh caulking the tub earlier this weekend = broken shower curtain rod (?). I was unreasonably enraged by this and demanded that he hold up the shower curtain while I showered because I was not going in public to buy a new rod without showering first. Somehow, he actually complied with this :). I spent the morning running errands (buying a new shower curtain rod, amongst other things) and more house cleaning. Josh had to go in to work for a few hours in the afternoon while Laura napped, and I got a few more things done. My mom, aunt, uncle, and step-grandma dropped in for a quick visit on their way home from a wedding they were at this weekend, and then when Josh came home we took the dogs out to the dog park. We were going to run out again after to pick up a few more things, only to find that the store was closed for Thanksgiving, and so spontaneously decided to go out for dinner instead. Laura did quite well, despite the very slow service. We came home and are ready to crash into bed again. At 8:15PM.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Friday Family Jam Night

     Some time in the last month, not only has Laura started stringing two to four words together and been repeating words back to us, but she has also started 'singing', which has made me realize that it was high time I made the following documentation:

     When Laura was born, Josh and I decided to implement 'Family Jam Night' on Fridays for a variety of reasons, but mostly in order to foster Laura's love of Josh's music. Luckily for us, Laura's love of music doesn't need much fostering, so when we slack off or forget to have Jam Night, her love of music doesn't wane. :)

     Right now, Jam Night usually only lasts a couple of songs, but it is a nice way to bring our family together doing something we all love. We are no professionals; our 'play list' usually includes Sweet Child of Mine (which Josh practiced and practiced to make an absolutely beautiful cover of and set to a slideshow of Laura's newborn photos as a gift to her... I should find out if I can upload it, too, somehow), Hey Jude (which Laura now loves, since she can sing along to the part 'nah nah nah nah' and wanders around the house doing so), and maybe one or two other songs we randomly feel like if her attention span lasts.

Budding Musician
September 2010
September 2011


Jam Nights:
September 2010
September 2011
 
 
And since my saved file of tabs was lost when my old computer died, I am just going to keep a running list here. 
Pay no attention :) 
 
[G]Here comes the sun.
     [C]Here comes the s[A7]un,
     And I say[G], it's all right.[C]    [G]    [C]    [G]    [D7]      [G]    [G7]

Little darling,
The smiles returning to their faces.
Little darling,
It feels like years since it's been here.

     Here comes the sun.
     Here comes the sun,
     And I say, it's all right.

Little darling,
I feel that ice is slowly melting.
Little darling,
It feels like years since it's been clear.

     Here comes the sun.
     Here comes the sun,
     And I say, it's all right.
D                     A
                Hey Jude    don’t make it bad      
                       A7                      D
  take a sad   song  and make it better
                 G                           D
  Remember to let her into your heart 
                                A7               D
  and then you can start to make it better

                    D                 A
  Hey Jude    don’t be afraid
                         A7                     D
  you were made    to  go out and get her
                    G                             D
  The minute you let her under your skin
                          A7             D        D7
  then you begin to make it better

                                         G        G/f#     Em7
  And anytime you feel the pain hey Jude  refrain
                                A7              D          D7
  Don’t carry the world upon your shoulder 
                                              G        G/f#     Em7
  For well you know that it’s a fool who plays it cool
                              A7              D
  by making his world  a little colder


               Interlude: D – D7 – (A7)

                   D                    A
               Hey Jude    don’t let me down 
          A7                    D
               You have found  her now go and get her
   G                          D
        Remember to let her into you heart 
              A7               D
        then you can start to make it better
                               D7                     A7
               better  better  better  better  better YAH!!!

               D               C/E              G                    D 
               Nah  Nah  Nah   Nah na Nah NAH   nah na nah NAH , Hey Jude!
                                                              
        D               C/E              G                    D 
               Nah  Nah  Nah   Nah na Nah NAH   nah na nah NAH , Hey Jude!
 
 ABm
 Baby mine, don't you cry
 ABm
 Baby mine, dry your eyes
 DBm
 Rest your head close to my heart
 E7A
Never to part, baby of mine

VERSE 2:

 ABm
 Little one when you play
 ABm
 Don't you mind what you say
 DBm
 Let those eyes sparkle and shine
 E7A
Never a tear, baby of mine

CHORUS:

 F#mAC#
 If they knew sweet little you
 F#mAC#
 They'd end up loving you too
 F#mC#m
 All those same people who scold you
 F#mEB
 What they'd give just for
 C#mBmE7
The right to hold you

VERSE 3:
 ABm
 From your head to your toes
 ABm
 You're not much, goodness knows
 DBm
 But you're so precious to me
E7 A Asus2 Asus4 x2
Sweet as can be, baby of mine

CHORUS:

 F#mC#m
 All of those people who scold you
 F#mEB
 What they'd give just for
 C#mBmE7
The right to hold you

VERSE 4:
 ABm
 From your head to your toes
 ABm
 You're not much, goodness knows
 DBm
 But you're so precious to me
E7 A Asus2 Asus4 x2
Cute as can be, baby of mine
A Asus2 Asus4 x2
Baby of mine
 
 
 
 
G         D/F#      F               C
    And I feel that time's a wasted go.
Gm   
    So where ya going to 
  G             D/F#     F                 C
tomorrow? And I see that these are lies to come.
Gm                              
    Would you even care?

Pre-chorus:

D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
                    And I
D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
feel  it...(it....it!)
D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
                    Yeah I
D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
feel  it...(it....it!)

Chorus (Part 1):

Gm                       F 
    Where ya going for tomorrow?
Gm                           F
    Where ya going with that mask I found?
Gm                                  F
    And I feel, and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her...
Gm                  F
    Will she smell alone?

Intro (x1)

Verse 2:

G         D/F#     F                   C
    And I feel, so much depends on the weather.
Gm                             
    So is it raining in your 
G              D/F#      F                     C        
bedroom? And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray.
Gm                             
       Would you even care?

Pre-chorus:

D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
                    And I
D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
feel  it...(it....it!)
D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
                    And she
D     Cadd9 G/B   Cadd9 
feels it...(it....it!)

Chorus (Part 1):

Gm                       F 
    Where ya going for tomorrow?
Gm                           F
    Where ya going with that mask I found?
Gm                                  F
    And I feel, and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her...
Gm                  F
    Will she smell alone?

Chorus (Part 2): 

G2                         F
When the dogs do find her. Got time, time, to wait for 
G2                         F           
tomorrow...    to find it, to find it, to find it.
G2                         F
When the dogs do find her. Got time, time, to wait for 
G2                         F           
tomorrow...    to find it, to find it, to find it.

Intro (x3)

Chorus (Part 1):

Gm                       F 
    Where ya going for tomorrow?
Gm                           F
    Where ya going with that mask I found?
Gm                                  F
    And I feel, and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her...
Gm                  F
    Will she smell alone?

Chorus (Part 2): 

G2                         F
When the dogs do find her. Got time, time, to wait for 
G2                         F           
tomorrow...    to find it, to find it, to find it.
G2                         F
When the dogs do find her. Got time, time, to wait for 
G2                         F           
tomorrow...    to find it, to find it, to find it.

Outro (over Intro deal):

D|-3--3--x-(3)-3---3-33-3--|-3--3--x-(3)-3---3-33-3--|
A|-3--3--x-(3)-2---2-22-2--|-1--1--x-(1)-0---0-11-2--|
F|-0--0--x-(0)-3---3-33-3--|-2--2--x-(2)-0---0-00-0--|
C|-------------------------|-------------------------|
G|-------------------------|-------------------------|
D|-------------------------|-------------------------| (x5)
                  To find it...            (to find it)  
then..

D|-3--3--x-(3)-3---3-33-3--|-3--3--x-(3)-3~----------|
A|-3--3--x-(3)-2---2-22-2--|-1--1--x-(1)-0~----------|
G|-0--0--x-(0)-3---3-33-3--|-2--2--x-(2)-0~----------|
C|-------------------------|------------(0)~---------|
G|-------------------------|-------------------------|
D|-------------------------|-------------------------|
                  To find it! 
 
 Winnie The Pooh
 
E B A E B A E E B A E

 
    INTRO
C#m7 (x42100)
E
Asus2 (x02200)
Absus4 (xx1124) - Ab -
A
E


---0-0---0---0-------0-   }
-2/3-3/2-0---------0---   }
-----------2---1/2-----   }
-----------------------   }
-----------------------   } x2 LEAD IN
-----------------------   }
                          }
E                         }
F#m11/E (022222) - E      }


C#m7         Ab/C
Waiting on a Sunday afternoon
    C#7/B (x2342x)               A#m7b5 (x1x120)
for what I read between the lines
            A5 -
your lies.
E -- F#m11/E -- E -
F#m11/E - E -

C#m7           Ab/C
Feelin' like a hand in rusted chain
   C#7/B                        A#m7b5 
so do you laugh, or does it cry?
       A5 -
Reply?
E -- F#m11/E -- E -
F#m11/E - E -

LEAD IN

C#m7         E
leavin' on a southern train
     Asus2          Absus4 - Ab -
only yesterday, you lied,
A                  E
promises of what i seemed to be
     A                   G#sus4 - G# -- G#7 --
only watched the time go by,
A                   E
all of these things you said to me.

LEAD IN

C#m7              Ab/C
breathing, is the hardest thing to do
     C#7/B                             A#m7b5 
with all I've said and all that's dead for you.
         A5 - F#m11/E - E -
You Lied - 
         A5
Good bye
E -- F#m11/E -- E -
F#m11/E - E -

C#m7         E
leavin' on a southern train
     Asus2          Absus4 - Ab -
only yesterday, you lied,
A                  E
promises of what i seemed to be
     A                   G#sus4 - G# -- G#7 --
only watched the time go by,
A                   E
all of these things I said to you.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Bedtime Weaning

     Although I recently mentioned there is no end in sight to Laura's nursing, I have since grown tired of nursing her at bedtime. We have already worked our way from nursing to sleep to nursing to wind down before Daddy puts her to bed. But ideally, I would like the bedtime routine to be just Daddy. Last night she was having an absolute fit at bedtime and I threw up my hands and said, "Enough is enough - I'm not nursing her at bedtime anymore!" So tonight, instead of nursing to 'wind down', we picked three stories, and I read them to her in her dimly lit room. It seemed to do the trick in transitioning her to 'bedtime mode'. She still asked to nurse after, but I told her she was a big girl and didn't need to nurse at bedtime anymore. I brushed her teeth and let Josh put her to bed. She is still awake now, but she is up there chatting away with her bears and will fall asleep on her own soon enough, probably before I finish writing this post.
     I will still continue to breastfeed her during the day, but these bedtime nursing tantrums have really turned me off. A friend of a friend said that, "Breastfeeding is great as long as it is working for both people." I thought that to be a rational stance, so I decided since bedtime nursing was no longer 'working' for me, that it would have to stop. Plus, I won't be able to nurse her every night if I am working in the evenings, and I think it is important that her bedtime routine be consistent. So, at 19 months, I guess I have technically started the weaning process; tonight is the first night of The End of Bedtime Nursing, and it's off to a good start!

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Neophile

     neophile (noun) - a personality type characterized by a strong affinity for novelty

     A while ago I came across this in one of my baby books,  Amazing Baby by Desmond Morris - that all babies are neophiles; they love new things:

          It is something that is stronger in humans than in any other species. 
         Given a rich, varied and friendly environment, every toddler will 
         spend hours every day trying out new things and exploring different 
         possibilities, as she feeds her growing brain with a variety of sen-
         sations and experiences. (Morris, 130)

     I found this concept intriguing as I had noticed this to be so true of Laura. Even when she was a little baby, I remember her crying when we would come home from somewhere, and I just knew it was because she was bored of exploring our house and would rather be out and about learning new things.

     However, this past week, her neophilia has worked to my advantage:

     Laura has come to an age where she has started to remember relatively long-term things. Like ladies with pointy needles who poke her and it hurts.  After her 15-month doctor's appointment, it was requested that she come in for an extra check-up between then and her 18-month appointment. So I brought her in about a month and a half later just to have her weighed and her height measured. But she remembered the doctor's office, she remembered the nurse who hurt her, and she remembered that she did not like being there; she threw an absolute fit the whole time we were trying to take her height and weight. I began dreading her 18-month appointment where she would actually have to have another needle. But, by some twist of fate, our doctor switched offices between her weigh-in appointment and her 18-month needle appointment. And, thanks to Laura's neophilia, she was too busy exploring the new Pooh-adorned walls of the baby exam room to realize what was coming. So she did really well having her height measured and weight taken, and didn't even end up crying for her needle (to be fair her mouth was full of boob, thus making it difficult to cry). And now we are gloriously needle-free until she goes to school!! And I'm sure she will have forgotten by then. Hooray for neophilia!
(The only crappy part of this story is that she woke up in the middle of the night miserable with a huge fever and kept us up for two hours.)

Monday, September 12, 2011

Carrot Night

Just another one of those nights I want to remember... :)

     Laura had an extra long nap today, which allowed me to start dinner before she woke up. Dinner tonight was garlic bread and fresh pasta with fresh homemade tomato sauce with ingredients from the garden/ farmer's market. Mmmmm. And Josh didn't come home from work starving and grumpy - an added bonus.
     After dinner, it was hot in the house, so we all went and sat outside in our yard that we've enjoyed so much this summer. Josh and I were talking about the garden and I mentioned the carrots were almost ready. I picked some to show him how big they were. My 18-month-old who will only eat vegetables if they are cooked, pureed and spoon-fed to her proceeded to take great interest in them and munched one down all to herself. Granted, the last few bites were a little slow going and much more fun to tease the dog with (how else can she get him to chase her around the yard giggling wildly?), but I was fairly shocked she would voluntarily eat so much raw carrot of her own volition.
    
     I really just enjoyed everything about tonight: relaxed and calm dinner preparation (followed by it being delicious), enjoying our yard so much and the company of each other, having fresh food at our fingertips, and everyone actually enjoying it. Sooo nice.

It also helps that my child is, well, super adorable ;)
Daddy and Laura pondering bites of carrot

Willow enjoying a carrot top. She even tried eating the greens.
I just love garden carrots so much!




Friday, September 9, 2011

Sleep Strike

     Somewhere between 11 and 12 months old, Laura weaned herself down to one, gloriously 3-hour long afternoon nap (before that she would maybe nap for 30 minutes twice a day. It was awful.) But, last week, about four of the seven days Laura flat out refused to nap. Going from three hours to zero was a little dramatic, in my opinion, and it's not even like she could make it to her usual bedtime without crashing. I was terrified she was trying to give up naps all together until I found out that an 18-month sleep regression is not uncommon. I'm sure it has nothing to do with the fact that we took the cardboard out of her window and the rail off the side of her crib during that week. ;) Thankfully she seems to be getting back into some semblance of a sleep routine now.     
     We are trying to transition her to a big girl bed, and we thought it was going well:
     But, apparently she was telling the truth when she said 'no'. Ha.
     Oh well, we'll try again later.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

The Hippy in Me

     This past week we have been attempting another detox... though I have to admit, somewhat half-heartedly. This detox happened to fall during one of Josh's recording sessions with his buddies, one of which referred to it as "hippy food". I'm not sure if he meant it to be offensive or not, but I decided to take it as a compliment. I have always had a secret love for hippies. I love the earth, and nature, and protecting the earth, and being as natural as possible, so this post is dedicated to the hippy in me. :)

     I read somewhere that all of this new "go green" propaganda is just the newest fad... I don't really consider myself one to jump on the fad bandwagon, but if it is so, then I guess I have jumped on this one. To be honest though, I have always been on the "crunchy" side of things. My mother's influence. I grew up on a hobby farm, where we didn't have TV and ate fresh vegetables from the garden all summer. My mom is very frugal, and a lot of times that translates into hippy-like tendencies (not to mention she was a teenager in the 60's). And whether I liked it or not, many of her frugal and hippy-like tendencies were passed on to me.

My hippy-like tendencies:
  • We don't have cable. Or cell phones.
  • I refused to go on birth control as a teenager because I didn't like the idea of laboratory-synthesized hormones messing with what was naturally occurring in my body. It wasn't until Josh and I started dating, and he begged me to go on some kind of birth control, that I did. I wish now that I hadn't let him talk me into it (thank you for the extra 15 - 20 pounds I have never been able to get rid of, Depo-Provera!) Since Laura was born and I have been breastfeeding her, I was especially keen to avoid drugging up my system again with anti-baby hormones. Apparently the mini-pill is safe, but we have been using more natural methods of baby prevention - and guess what? They work. I also try to avoid taking any other medications (like Tylenol, etc) unless I am really miserable.
  • I am still breastfeeding Laura about four times a day at 18 months and don't plan on stopping any time soon.
  • We use cloth diapers and mama cloth. I can't stand creating the amount of garbage per week that we would if we used disposables.
  • We recycle and compost.
  • I like to repurpose items instead of throwing them out.
  • We don't buy items that are individually packaged. If we need snacks like granola bars/cookies, I make our own and "package" them in reusable containers. We try not to buy bottled drinks/ juice boxes, either.
  • We generally eat things prepared from scratch. Laura has never tasted jarred baby food.  
  • We try to eat organically grown foods as much as possible, not only because they are better for us, but because they have a less terrible impact on the environment in their production.
  • We grow some of our own veggies.
  • We do not use fertilizers in our garden/ on our lawn. And we use a reel mower.
  • We use soap nuts instead of laundry detergent. I am planning on switching to wool dryer balls, as well. 
  • We try to buy or make natural cleaners for kitchen and bath, and avoid disposable cloths/ mops.
  • We only own one vehicle and Josh bikes to work most days so a lot of the time our van goes unused.
  • We are still rear-facing Laura in her carseat, and will be for a while. 
  • I avoid sunscreen at all most costs, and generally don't use hand creams or lotions, either. (Now I just need to wean myself off of nail polish and chapstick.) :)
  • I don't shower every day. Apparently it's better for your skin.
  • I go barefoot all summer. Sandals only if I am going out in public.
  • I only use deodorant if I'm going out. Something about slathering weird, who-knows-what kind of chemicals right adjacent to my milk-making glands bothers me.
  • My outlook on the world is generally in agreeance with the old hippy slogan, "Make love not war".

So there you have it. Self-proclaimed hippy.