Archive for May, 2010

Breaking Down Stereotypes

Saturday, May 29th, 2010 by by JM Guest Blogger

We live in a world of judgment, and very few of us are immune to it, either being guilty of judging others ourselves or feeling the pain from prejudice about how we look or act. I was raised in a religion that perfected judgment. Even under that system, I tried not to be judgmental, but once I left at 24 years old I really vowed to myself to accept people for whoever they are.

But we’re human. I shockingly find myself walking down the streets of downtown San Francisco thinking, “She really shouldn’t be wearing that,” or I’ll see teenagers hanging around the Haight Ashbury and wonder, “What are those kids up to? Probably no good.”

Recently, I’ve been aware of possible prejudice against me. On one side I’m known as ”sweet,” a rule follower, obsessive planner, serious but fun-loving, and all around “good” girl. But depending on what I’m wearing, people might not know the other side of me, as evident by my tattoos. I remained pure (though not innocent) throughout my 20′s, but on my 30th birthday, I got my nose pierced. Not too shocking for San Francisco. I worked for my bosses for 3 years before they even noticed it! Six months later, I got a small tattoo on the back of my left shoulder.



Good News

Saturday, May 29th, 2010 by by Hope

I have some good news :)

Dakota is finishing 4th grade with straight A’s, and she tested into the GATE program for next year.  I’m giving her the choice on that since she would take seperate classes from all her friends.  I’m very proud of her!

While Ava does need more reconstruction on her foot, we can wait a few months to even schedule it!  We will go back and talk about it in December! Yay!

Day #19 Of Early Intervention

Saturday, May 29th, 2010 by by Nina

I think that we may be at the end of our journey with Early Intervention. There is only so much they can teach her and me, and I think they’ve done a great job, but it’s time to move on. We should be getting her AFO’s within the week, and then we’ll be seeing Dr. M., her Pediatric Orthopedic, and he’ll monitor her progress from now on. But how do you “break up” with EI? She has her evaluation in a few weeks, do I do it then? I hate doing it, but I think it’s time. We’ll see what they say. I just hope it goes well. I mean, they may put up a fight. Who wouldn’t want to see this face all. the. time?!?!


Her first real boo-boos.

Saturday, May 29th, 2010 by by JM Guest Blogger


That’s only just right after it happened. Already both areas where they are slightly blue now (and into the surrounding red) are all purple and bruised. She wouldn’t put up with any more picture taking though.

So what happened?

Zach left a folder on the table, and on top of said folder was Belly’s Holy Grail, this sparkly pencil that she is constantly trying to get and eat. She went to pull herself up on the table, grabbed the folder, and just got her head over the top when… (more…)


More Big Questions

Friday, May 28th, 2010 by by Smacksy



“I want an ice cream sandwich.”

“Try that again.”

“May I have an ice cream sandwich please (more…)


Friday, May 28th, 2010 by by JM Guest Blogger

Southern Maryland combines everything I loved about Pennsylvania with this:

Oh that’s where it’s at. Water, water (more…)

Girls Night Out: Reinvented

Friday, May 28th, 2010 by by JM Guest Blogger

I dare go out on weeknights for any reason. It’s just way too exhausting for me to have to lug around two girls (who are just as tired and hungry after a long day of school) after hours at the office and a brief commute to pick them up, all I ever really want to do is go home. Maybe because I know it doesn’t end there. Once we arrive home, I’ve got a couple more hours until the girls are fed, bathed and put to sleep until I can exhale. Only to do it all over again the next day.

Sometimes there will be one rare yet random night, that I feel a little brave and actually take the girls out after school. Mind you, my weariness runs an extra lap around my head as I hope and pray that taking the girls out doesn’t backfire to the point where I’m crossing my fingers for no tantrums during our outing.Yes, going out on a weeknight, stresses me out that much. So as we sat down for a weeknight meal outside the home the server approaches and says, “Ah, Girls Night Out I see.” My eyes peered up toward her from the menu confused at her statement. Girls Night Out?!? But I’m with… oh wait… I am with my girls! I smiled and looked at my lovely daughters, who at that moment looked just as exhausted and hungry as they always do on a weekday until they felt the positive energy from my smile and (more…)


May 27th, 2009

Friday, May 28th, 2010 by by JM Guest Blogger

May 27th, 2009 was a day that I went through in numb shock. I was woken up to my mom (who was living with us at the time to get back on her feet) screaming. Scared I ran to Seamus’ room, where she stayed, thinking that something had happened to him, only to see her on the phone crying. I knew the instant that I noticed Seamus wasn’t in the room that something had happened to my Nana. Nana passed away an hour before they called (called my mom at 9am, they had some problems getting a hold of her). We never got to say goodbye. Nana had health problems, and just the month before, days before Kieran was born, she was in the hospital for her heart issues but was doing fine after they changed her meds.

Needless to say her death was unexpected to all of us, and what made it worse was we were supposed to see her on Mother’s day but she called the day before saying that she had church plans (she often canceled due to church plans). She only got to see Kieran twice before she passed, the first time was Easter, April 12th, and the second (more…)

The Helper

Friday, May 28th, 2010 by by Smacksy

“I’ve got to hurry, little guy. Have you seen my black –“


“No, shoes. I need my black high heeled –“

“Bra? Your black bra?”

“No, honey, shoes. I can’t find my black heels.”

“You have a black shirt, you need a black bra.” (more…)

Weaning from the paci’s.

Friday, May 28th, 2010 by by Astrid

We always said the magical age would be 2. I’ve heard how it can be horrible but I’ve also heard how easy it can be. Well, I would like to take the middle of the road on this one. It hasn’t been nearly as painful as I thought.

You know, our Sofi is totally attached to her paci. Always has been. We tried to do the pink Soothies as they got older but there was nothing, I mean N.O.T.H.I.N.G.

And, to be totally honest, I found it quite endearing. Loved it. Loved her sucking on it. Loved how it calmed her down. Kept them “babies”. Yep, as much my “vice” as theirs.

Gabi, my girl definitely needs her paci to sleep. She can take it or leave it for most of the day but needs it when she is upset. Many days, she has gone (more…)