Cord Blood Donation

Jul 28, 2014 by

Modern medicine is absolutely amazing. I just swabbed four sterile Q-tips against the inside of my cheeks, put them in a postage paid envelope and sent them off to the National Bone Marrow Registry. I’ve been thinking about doing this for some time, but I have been afraid. I’ve even been a little reluctant to give blood since having kids. Now that I have two little humans I need to take care of and make sure I am alive for, I have hesitated to do things like this that might compromise that commitment to my children in the name of helping a stranger. I don’t know if anyone else has had that feeling, or if it makes any sense. It’s not like giving blood or just getting on the donor registry in any way compromises my health or ability to care for my family. If I was found to be a match, yes, there would be some risk involved as there is with any anesthesia. Life is full of risks. Why not take a small risk that will benefit others? Or on the other hand, why take any risk that could even possibly adversely affect me and in turn my children? These are the irrational, self-absorbed thoughts that go through my head when deciding if I want to do something like join the bone marrow registry.

Birthday Party Success!

Jul 21, 2014 by

I’m here. I survived a backyard fourth birthday party with twenty kids! We pulled it off and it was a ton of fun! First of all, the good news is that I was invited to her birthday party after all! Also, I recently wrote about my birthday party etiquette confusion and I got some great response in the comments – thank you! We went ahead with the backyard party. I decided to make it very clear on the invite that siblings are welcome. I decided that instead of asking people not to bring a present, because people don’t really like showing up empty handed, I would offer an alternative of bringing some art supplies for her classroom. I don’t think any classrooms in her entire school will need to buy art supplies all year. We served beer (and then coffee) and I think that went over just fine. We had pretzel chips, pizza, watermelon, cake and ice cream. We made noodle necklaces, played soccer and ran in the sprinkler.

Tired Kid = Tired Mama

Jul 14, 2014 by

Kids' parade!

Kids’ parade!

New To Us

Jul 7, 2014 by

I like to tease my father and my husband about their willingness to pick things up off the trash heap and bring them home to me. But when I started to write this post and started to really think about all the great things they’ve gotten, I realize that they’ve found some real gems.

Before we were even married, my husband showed up with a dog crate he found on the side of the road. We didn’t have a dog or have any real plans to get a dog. Even though we don’t have a basement and have only a small one car garage, we held onto the dog crate and ended up using it for this cutie.

Next my husband brought home some soccer nets. I don’t even think we had any kids yet when he grabbed these. He’s recently restrung the nets after storing them for four years and we’ve been running around the backyard screaming GGOOOOOOAAAALLLLLL. Too bad we can’t cheer for the U.S.A. anymore.

Through the Eyes of Children

Jun 30, 2014 by

I’m cradling my youngest on the kitchen floor in case she throws up again. I’m asking for the fourth time that my oldest stop taking photos and give me my phone back. I’m prepping shirts for our tie-dye project.  I’m pulling up my pants after using a museum bathroom. I’m trying to get some work done on the computer. I’m getting a haircut.  I’m doing the dishes. I’m completely exhausted and can’t possible LOOK AT THIS one more time. All of these moments have something in common.

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