In a Quandry

I don't know what's going on. Before we left for The Massive Vacation, Ivy was eating sweet potatoes and carrots really well. We got "down here" and I made more of the same. And she got sick and refused to eat anything besides cereal - which was also a bit of a test. I've finally gotten her back to sweet potatoes. But carrots are still a no go with her for some reason. I started bananas too which she likes. I don't know if I want to try the fresh green beans again. I was planning on making apples for her soon so she can have another taste of something.

Ivy finally learned how to sit up. We had been working on sitting her up on her bottom for a while and she enjoyed sitting with support. I was able to get her to sit up with even less support and she's been really great about it ever since!

Other than this, there's not much else to talk about.

The Bewb

I really have no words. I've tried and failed.

On Massive Vacation!

Alrighty! So we didn't get as much done on the Freakout Cleaning Session - but that's okay. I'm neurotic, but I can totally ... just procrastinate! Tuesday I had a dentist appointment. Two fillings. Done in 20 minutes. We headed out of town right after that. The drive didn't seem quite nearly as long as it has felt in the past. I think it has to do with the book on CD the man downloaded and the book I finished reading.

Poor Ivy ended up with an ear infection and quite possibly an upper respiratory infection. This would only happen once we're five hours away from our doctor. Naturally we called and they said don't worry. My baby was lethargic. Not eating. Not acting herself. We called the doc back and got no answer so we went to the ER. We're trying to keep her fever down. She's on antibiotics and has ear drops.

You know, there's something I used to think about when I was younger (like late teens, early 20s). I had the ever present thought that if I were to have kids, people would get on my case or whatever because I look so young. I hadn't thought about this ...thought... in quite some time. And you know, I have never had anyone judge me for my (seeming) age and pregnancy/motherhood. I guess I don't look as young anymore? Or society has really desensitized itself about very young mothers. Here's another thought, I think Ryan is with me 99.9% I'm in public with Ivy (and when I was pregnant). Ooooooorrrrr, I just never saw people talking about me. Anyway, whatever.

Homemade baby food versus the stuff in the grocery store.
Okay, I can totally tell you my sweet potatoes and carrots are a hit. So I decided to move on to something new. Green beans. Not a hit. We tried it a couple of times. And we had to actually buy the jar food because I didn't have time to cook. So... the stuff in the jar was a dull gray green. Not pretty. And then I made my own green beans. Extremely vibrant. So pretty! But still not a hit. Granted, Ivy wasn't feeling well. She didn't even want to eat her sweet potatoes. So after we tried the green beans (fresh and jar) I thought that carrots would be a hit since she eats what I make. I opened the jar and the carrots were RED. Not orange. Red! And they didn't smell like carrots, but very strong and bitter. Not like the sweet smell of carrots we're used to. Of course, she wouldn't eat it. Yeah, she doesn't feel well. Yeah, it's a new flavor. But there's another thing too. I took a look at the ingredients of a jar of sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes, water and ascorbic acid (to preserve color). Uuuuhh...  my frozen sweet potatoes are the same color as the day I made them and I didn't add anything but water to them.

And that's where I leave it for tonight.

Freakout Cleaning Session 1

Let me preface this by letting you in on a big fast stinking pile of obvious. I'm lazy. I don't hide this fact. I also procrastinate to the last minute. This invariably drives my husband in sane because it causes me to become a chaotic, freaktastic, neurotic overload of crazy. But I get stuff done in this way. I like my time used to be spent for me, instead of worrying about all the nit-picky details on the daily. Okay? It's how I function. And because we all know a neurotic overload of crazy (with a side case of OCD) cannot live without a list, I'll throw one in here a little later.

My husband and I are both teachers. We both have the summer off. We spent the last week of school cleaning our classrooms. I had a great deal more to do since they're re-doing my classroom into strict culinary arts and are upgrading on some level. I got it done. Being an elective teacher has it's perks. The last week of school was devoted to the students who failed their state standardized tests for core curriculum tutoring (math, English, science, history). Electives didn't have classes unless they were asked to sub for a core teacher. Apparently no one really dares to ask me to sub. Or they forget about me since my classroom resides in the back end of the school (The Cave). In all technicality, we were scheduled to go to work today unless 1) we took a special training session -which electives didn't do or 2) provided a sick amount of documented overtime. Boy howdy did I provide a sick amount of documented overtime.

Hooray summer! It's finally here! Teachers of the world rejoice!! A two-month-long vacation. Freedom to roam about willy-nilly. And since it's my husband's profession as well, extreme freedom willy-nilly summer style! The seniors graduated last night - I also had a wonderful dream in which I exacted my revenge on students that I didn't care too much for. In my dream they were drinking beer and skipping INTO my classes. They wanted to go sky diving but I took several pairs of scissors to their expensive equipment.

So having summer finally here (and not being too tired as a teacher and new mother) it's time to muther-effing clean this apartment. First because it has been neglected for far too long. Secondly, we'll be going on a Massive Vacation. Weeeeeellllll... We're taking four weeks to spend time with family in our hometown so everyone can see Ivy. We can only do this because Ryan's parents put us up. There's a bed for all of us and everything. We're very fortunate. Anyway, this trip will also include my attendance to a Food Science Teacher Conference in Austin. I love Austin. I'm excited to go. However, it is on my birthday. Not that weekend, not the day before. On. My. BIRTHDAY. I cannot spend my Big THREE-OH with my husband and baby. My birthday will be spent working. UGH! However, my Mommy will be accompanying me to this side trip and I fully intend to get into some form trouble.

So, until this Massive Vacation starts (after I have a dentist appointment) we're deep cleaning the apartment. This started today. Here is my Crazy Assed Freakout Cleaning Session Task List


GARAGE

• Go through all rooms for items
• Everything for garage sale into garage
• Straighten garage
• Have garage sale
• Donate leftovers

MASTER BEDROOM

• Dust fan
• Dust all surfaces
• Fresh sheets/blankets
• All clothes/shoes put away
• Tidy surfaces
• Vacuum
• Trash out

MASTER BATHROOM

• Dust all surfaces
• Tidy counter
• Straighten cupboards
• Windex mirror
• Disinfect
• Treat sinks
• Swizzle toilet
• Treat shower tiles and tub
• New shower curtain
• Straighten closets
• Trash out
• Floor mat to laundry

KITCHEN

• Reorganize cabinets
• Get rid of food
• Clean microwave in & out
• Clean counters
• Disinfect
• Wash any dishes & put all away
• Clean stove and oven door
• Clean dishwasher door
• Clean out freezer and fridge
• Clean outside of fridge
• Sweep
• Mop

DINING/COMPUTER ROOM/BAR AREA

• Dust all surfaces
• Put all papers away
• There’s a place for everything…
• Clean table
• Sweep
• Mop

LIVING ROOM

• Treat stains
• Dust fan
• Dust all surfaces
• There’s a place for everything…
• Tidy surfaces
• Straighten books & dvds
• Clean in and out entertainment center
• Windex glass doors
• Trash out
• Vacuum

SMALL BATHROOM

• Dust surfaces
• Disinfect
• Swizzle toilet
• Floor mats to laundry
• Dirty towels to laundry
• Trash out
• Sweep
• Mop

IVY’S BEDROOM

• Put clothes away
• Straighten book shelf
• Straighten window area
• Change sheets
• Take out diaper garbage
• Trash out
• Fill diaper drawer
• Vacuum

HALLWAYS

• Treat stains
• Vacuum (one done)

LAUNDRY  - DO IT & PUT IT ALL AWAY!!!

Sadly, this task list does not include the things we need to do in order to get ourselves far far away from here and on our Massive Vacation. I need to come up with another list. Hmmm.

Mini cleaning session
Last load of laundry
Last load of dishes
Last load of garbage
Final purchases
Pack like a banshee
Hope against all hopes we pack everything and don't forget a darn thing
Skedaddle!

Tomorrow there will be a break in cleaning. My BFF's (Lyn) birthday is tomorrow. Haven't seen here since September so we're making a trip to see her. She also just moved into her own apartment so there's celebrating that. The day after (Monday) is my and Ryan's seventh wedding anniversary. So we will likely not be all gung-ho about the cleaning. Tuesday is the dentist appointment. I hope we get everything done so we can leave on Wednesday early in the am.

On Books and Reading

I really thought I would never be able to read again. After having Ivy, I thought I would never have the time to pick up another book. I have however, read 4 books since March. I am able to read a chapter or two every night. Thank goodness to Ivy learning to sleep all night! Phew!

Sixth Month Check-up

The kiddo had her six month checkup today. Vaccines oh boy. She weighs 14.9 pounds and is 26.5 inches. She did very well with the shots. She only cried for a little bit then was over it. Then I had an asthma checkup. And then I got a shot (steroids).

 Update on the baby food. The stuff I brought home was pretty old so I went ahead and made some fresh batches. We started with sweet potatoes and Ivy's done well with that. It's a time and energy consuming process but I do enjoy it. And now that school is basically out now, I'll have more time to do this.

Hello angry face: I purchased a piece of luggage from Target (granted) and I finally took a closer look today and saw there are two spots in which stitches are popping. I wanted to get something a bit more stylish and larger than my pilot case (which would become Ivy's). Wouldn't you know it, it's the exact same size. I wanted to avoid taking four bags for myself, and instead take two. FYI: We're spending about four weeks in our hometown with family from the second week in June to the second week in July. Anyway, I normally take a bag for my clothes; a bag for toiletries, makeup, hair stuff and various similar items because I'm a girl; a bag for anti-boredom with things like books, letterboxing stuff; my laptop; my purse. So I pretty much need a ... pretty big suitcase. I just hate how expensive they are. Yeah yeah, quality and stuff, and it'd certainly get plenty of use, and we have enough money... but dang. YKWIM? And they also come in sets. I don't really need a set. I've already got a nice small bag that I like. I could totally sell it and all my other bags that I don't need/use.

On top of all this, Happy Hurricane Season. Today is the start of it. While I am no longer directly affected, my family is. I'm thankful that I no longer have to pack my most important possessions into a car and drive for a full day going only, oh 200 miles. Evacuation was always fun growing up. Now I worry for my family and hope they all stay safe.

You stay safe too. Okay?

Menu Plan Monday

I used to plan a menu monthly. Yes, thirty days of different meals planned all in one day. I'm fond of the process and have written about it (although not here) quite a few times (I may create a page about this kind of stuff). I'm also fond of how easy it is. Shopping has a direction. We're not eating out every day. The dinner mystery is always solved. The food is so much better for us. However, my husband is not as fond of it as I am and I cannot comprehend why.

Since summer starts today (in a sense), I intend to get back into planning dinners. I don't know how this will pan out while we are on vacation, but I think everyone could certainly benefit from it. Especially if we intend to lose some weight.

Menu Plan Monday, here we go.

• Monday -- Memorial Day Bar-be-que (steaks, chicken & hot links) steak for dinner, potato salad, brown & serve rolls
• Tuesday -- BBQ Chicken, potato salad, b&s rolls
• Wednesday -- Hot links on bread, chips
• Thursday -- Shrimp fried rice
• Friday -- Graduation ceremony = eat out
• Saturday -- Pizza
• Sunday -- Nachos

Inspired by OrgJunkie.

From one food topic to another.

Ivy has been eating rice cereal consistently for a couple of weeks.
Since she's gotten the hang of it and she's 6 months old, we'll be starting real foods tomorrow. Sweet potatoes.

MMMmmmmm!

I had two classes make baby food this year. The parenting class and the foods class. We froze the leftovers and I told the principal it was there if he wanted it (he has an older baby) but he never took it. I finally remembered to take it home today. I don't know how much of it is any good because it looks like it might have freezer burn. So we'll see. If it is bad, I'm making more.

Two links for you today:

• Wholesome Baby Food
• Baby Food at OMM

Video after the cut!

Happy Meals

I Stumbled across this article on Homemade Happy Meals today. While I very much back up the idea that it certainly can be a low cost alternative, I have a few questions.

What are you really paying for at the fast food chain?

• The first image you see is of the standard receptacle - that brightly colored box/bag that kids everywhere can instantly recognize. The box alone draws so much attention and creates activities to keep little brains and hands busy and thinking.
• Alternative: Find online or make your own little activity sheets and have that along-side your homemade kids meal. Does the child focus more on the box/bag aspect? Create your own paper sack (a white lunch bag would work best here). You can add your own images or messages and make it personal.
• The next issue I see popping up (keep in mind, we're thinking form a child's perspective) should technically be the first addressed. The TOY. The toy is the first item that pops into a child's head. It is the draw of a miniature version of the media's current obsession that the child is allured to.
• Alternative: Scrounge garage sales, hit up your local Freecycle or Craigslist for gently used tiny toys or even old happy meal toys. The more expensive option is to hit up the dollar bins at the markets.
• Speaking of media, the fast food chain has a familiar, world recognized, icon for children. Everyone recognizes this familiar, fun-loving character. Why have something from someone only you can recognize when you can have something from someone that everyone knows? This is the child's way of keeping up with the Jones'. I know because I thought this way. I wanted kids meals because the other kids I knew got kids meals. Flashy commercials, colorful advertisements, catchy jingles and characters created specifically for kids creates another aspect of the want.
• Alternative: Have that recognized face send your kid a note saying he took the day off and designated mom/dad as a (better, more appropriate) replacement. Gain = the parent is the hero.
• The food is actually the cheapest aspect of the kids meal.

What are you sacrificing? Besides the money.
When the parent succumbs to the begging and pleading of their children's demand for the kids meal, said children are usually with the parent. We're keeping this scenario in mind. The child is with the parent.

How much time does it take to go to the grocery store, get home and prepare the homemade version of kids meal - kids kicking and screaming all the while. Keep in mind you have to travel through several departments to get all the necessities for said meal. Granted the grocery shopping would be a one time thing since you can buy in bulk and store the rest. But what if the kid wants french fries instead of apple slices? Or prefers a soda over the milk. We're only addressing the time and money right now, not the nutritious aspect. Both fries and soda more preparation time and more wallet strain.

It is certainly quicker and easier to hop in the car, drive to the chain and pick up a kids meal and let the kids eat in the car. You can't do that with your homemade version. The children won't see the end result of the homemade version - even with your secret stash of alternatives. They only see weird packages and healthy food that they just know they won't like in grocery bags.

Let's track back to the nutrition aspect. When it comes down to it, you're concerned that your kids are eating fatty fried food. You may also be concerned about the actual 'meat' product because you don't know what part of what animal and if there's anything else hidden in that tasty little nugget of fried .... I shudder. You want the alternative of something cheaper but similar and healthier too. You can bake those frozen nuggets instead of frying them. Same with the french fries if you're offering them. But the food industry is a tricky and secretive minefield. That brand name prepared chicken is the devil in disguise, even though it boasts all white breast meat. Just ask any animals rights activist - there's a whole world of wrong going on behind the scenes of the most well know chicken marketer. So you've done your research and want an even better option? Go organic (or even further, grow your own), go green and go home with even less money. We all know organics are expensive and everything else is cheaper.

Am I condoning the purchase and consumption of fast food? No. But until people (markets and firms) and stop focusing on their own gain and focus on the well being of the people at large, we will not find the quality and quantity we want and need at a price we can afford.

Birds

I've come to realize that I have a thing for birds. Love them. If I could have a superpower, it'd be flight. If I could be an animal, I'd be a bird (dog is second runner up). I'm always looking to the skies to see the hawks and vultures circling. I make jewelry and I didn't realize it at the time of purchase, but all of the pieces were of either birds, wings or feathers. I'm also on an identification spree. I have seen a few blue birds, a few blue jays (I used to see these all the time. Not so much now though), cardinals, humming birds, barn swallows and roadrunners. I had never seen a blue bird until this year. It's such a brilliant blue! The roadrunner is also one that I had never seen until this year. I didn't realize just how big those were. I've always seen cardinals and am always taken by surprise just how red they are.

I put out the humming bird feeders today and put seed in the regular feeder. I know we have a male and female cardinal that visits regularly and makes a cacophony! The barn swallows built a nest under the eave at our front door last year. They had a nest of 4 or 5 chicks and a snake got to them one night. We tried to get rid of the snake for them before it got all the chicks. The family moved out the next day. The nest is still there and we've seen one swallow perched on the eave a couple of nights.

We have the standard visitors of mourning doves (such a horrible noise they make!) and sparrows and one type of bird that I cannot identify. We sometimes get grackles too. We find it funny when the males "scoot" (mating dance). Last year was the first time I had hummingbird feeders. We were walking Polly last summer and I saw one or two feeding at another person's feeder. One came up pretty close to us to check us out - they're know for being curious little birdies. I immediately decided to get my own feeders. Ryan was skeptical at first thinking they wouldn't find the feeders. Last year I had three humming birds at one time at the feeders. However, one was territorial and shooed the other two away when they all were wanting to feed.

In my younger days, I've seen a lot of baby owls - screech owls in the wild and rescued barn owls. I have also seen woodpeckers at my parents' house. Another I've seen are scissor-tails.

Other "standards": sea gulls, pigeons, mocking birds, sandpipers, herons, spoonbills, ducks, geese, cormorants, crows, brown pelicans, white pelicans ...

Okay, this is all over the place. BIRDS.

(Oh, and sometimes when Ivy is whining, she sometimes sounds like a bird ^-^ and she has earned a nickname.)

My First Mother's Day

Last year, I was pregnant. But a few people sent me mother's day cards anyway.

But for my first real, official Mother's Day this year, I got a few cards from family. Ryan and Ivy came into the bedroom to wake me up, but I fell back asleep for a while. Ryan woke me back up and said "OPEN your gift." He cooked me breakfast (egg in a basket) while I read my card and opened my present. He got me a very lovely vase by Fenton. He found it in an antique shop in Dallas. We went to Dallas and tried to eat at Babes - but the line was long, so went to Brooklyn's instead. Then we went to Central Market for some cheese for fondue.

This year, my very first present was actually from a student! She gave me a lovely mommy necklace - it's in the shape of a heart and through the middle, there's a profile of a mommy holding a child. That was very sweet of that student.

And that was that. ;)

Last time on Lunatic's Landing ...

The past couple of weeks have been a whirlwind of action.

For starters, my student organization was celebrating their week. FCCLA has a nationally recognized week. We were late in the game and decided to do it last week.We donated the money to the crisis center, had a couple of parties, tie dyed... there's more but I can't remember.

Also, the majority of the days that week were for state standardized tests. I had the pleasure of administering to a group of kiddos that needed to be in a small group. And one of those kiddos is habitually the last student in the school to finish. I spent three days telling everyone to stay quiet for four hours straight.

This past week has been full of food and teacher appreciation. FCCLA was asked to cook a lunch and a breakfast. No problem. A teacher requested my room and resources to make punch for a "world class" famous so-and-so. A day later, one of his students asks me to provide snacks, refreshments, my classroom and elbow grease (to clean for him). I quickly told him off and he had his students do this. Uh, that's what his organization is for in the first place. NOT ME. Anyway, I heard some teachers saw the punch and helped themselves. And this teacher pitched a hissy and squirted some tears. Oh my.

Anyway... FCCLA went on to prepare and serve the teacher luncheon. I had the smart plan to create a two page time table to make sure that everything went smoothly. And it did. The following day, FCCLA made pizza (and delivered it) to the class who donated the most shoes benefiting the crisis center.  The kiddos also helped make pancakes and bacon for the teacher breakfast. They served it this morning.

Another thing that FCCLA and foods class did this week was to organize all the lab equipment and get rid of the old stuff that we don't use. I've been a huge bitch about the labs - making the kids use bleach on all surfaces, putting everything away where it's supposed to go. There's an enormous insect infestation and the only way I can figure eradicating it is to clean like nobody's business.

On top of all this, I was out of my medication. So I was even more stressed and angry. But I finally got to see my doctor. He emailed my prescription to the pharmacy. I went to pick it up and they said they had to have it verified by the doctor (hello, they sent it to you!) and to see if insurance will pay for it. It could take up to 3 days to fill it. I basically flipped out and hauled ass back to the doctor for a box of samples. I was really lucky too because the nurse was about to leave. All I have to say about that is that my insurance had better pay for this or I'm shoving a couch through someones throat.

And then there's Ivy. She's finally learned how to roll over. She mostly flips from back to tummy and just learned tummy to back. But when I put her to bed, it's on her side. Sometime in the middle of the night, she'll roll onto her stomach and wake up. We thought that since she always cries while on her tummy that she'd want to be on her back or side. We would roll her back over and within 5 minutes, she'd be back on her tummy whining. All. Night. Long. And we wouldn't get any sleep. Well, last night I had it up to my eyeballs with everything (above) and said screw it. I'm not rolling her back over. She can cry it. Not two minutes later, all sound stopped. She'd fallen asleep on her stomach and she didn't get up until around 6 am this morning. Moral of the story: she needed to be left the eff alone. Here's to hoping this is what she really wants and a good night's sleep for all of us.

Internal Debate

I'm debating whether or not I should write about some drama. I guess the debate is over since I'm putting it out there. It's important. It's pretty huge. It's not like I have a readership anyway. And it's not like it's a huge secret - it was broadcast over all the news stations. I want to be as delicate as possible with this. And it all ties together in the end. The beginning of it is that I just want to get it out of my head. So I don't have to think about it anymore. So I can move on to other things that need addressing. I feel this is going to be a long post.

My brother got married a couple years ago. They are not financially stable which necessitated the new couple's living with my parents.They decided to start their own family. My nephew was born in October 09 and had health issues that was nearly fatal. He had to undergo surgery to save his life. Obviously health insurance only covers so much and the bills were rolling in.

I contacted my parents asking if they'd like to come visit for Easter and was told that there had just been too much happening. They wouldn't be able to make the trip. Understandable. One of the things was that my sister-in-law had been robbed while making deposits for the company she worked for. She quit the job because she knew they'd fire her anyway. Her parents got mad at her and took her car. Begs the question, why would parents of an adult take an automobile from their child when they quit a job? How will that person find another job? And more questions rise with that one situation.

A week goes by and I hear that she was not robbed at all. She stole the money, lied about it, then confessed and was arrested. A big question that went off in my head was "WHY?"

I knew the answers already:

• They aren't financially stable
• The baby's medical bills 
• Handling a large company's money sure is tempting
• Postpartum Depression

To my knowledge, these are her reasons. I don't think (or I just haven't been told) she has said exactly why she did it. Could she have done something else? Certainly. Would it have been any easier than what she decided to do?  Probably not.

So it got me to thinking... Were I in her position, would I do what she did? I don't know. I'm sure I would consider it and come close to doing it. All I can say now is that their family is now put into an even worse situation. She stole a lot of money from a large corporation. And is going to prison. What company would hire her after that? It will be extremely difficult. So what is my position? She was trying to help her family, but how she did it (tried to do it) was pretty stupid. Do I hate her? No. Am I ashamed and disappointed? Yes. I'm shocked and probably still in the denial stage. I still can't believe it's happening to my family. Will I support her? Yes. I still love her. I wish she had the resources I have. But a time machine doesn't exist.

In all honesty, I think I've caught myself before getting anywhere near this route. I've suffered with depression and was on medication for about 3 years. I managed to wean myself from the pills and went on to lead a perfectly symptom free life for about 4 years. Then I got pregnant and started to worry... would I end up dealing with postpartum depression because of my history?

I have been feeling more and more pessimistic, angry, and hopeless. I haven't been sleeping well and have been skipping meals. My outlook on life has dwindled. I'm a type-a personality and I've become increasingly stressed with work and this family issue. And I had been having some suicidal thoughts. So I decided to make the call. I talked to my doctor and I am back on some medication. I am not thrilled with this. I don't really remember my life on previous medication. It was a terrible time in my life. But I'm doing what I have to do to keep my family strong and together. I'm doing what I have to do for my sanity and myself. Now, If I could take care of the other issues I am facing, everything would be just great. But that's a completely different story.

I am not proud that I am in the pits of hell once again. I'm not writing about this for personal attention. I'm writing this to show people that postpartum depression is real. It causes rational, good people to think/do irrational, stupid things. PPD is damaging. And here I leave you with the public service announcement that you should get yourself checked or talk to someone if you think you may have PPD or depression in general.

More information:
Women's Health - Depression During and After Pregnancy
Postpartum.net

It's Saturday

On my Livejournal account, I used to write posts called "Saturday Suggestions." Basically a roundup of things that I liked, stumbled on (thanks to StumbleUpon) or did and wanted to share with my friends. I think I may start that here - or something similar. The Saturday Suggestions categories I had were ... Links, Books, Movies, Music, and Food.

I think for today, I'm going to just collect and showcase a few links.

First, this family mail center is a really sweet idea. It kindof reminds me of lunch box notes. A story. One of my students carries a lunch box to school. She's in 10th grade so it's a bit rare at that age. It is awesome though. Her mom makes her lunch and leaves her some amazing notes. We let her borrow "Office Space." There is this one scene and I said something about it or sang the song. Anyway, her mom left her a note that said "...it feels good to be a gangster."

The only other thing I can come up with right now is this. The second news article for FCCLA. I'm so proud of my kiddos!!

Since Ryan wants to scout some locations to photograph seniors, I need to get dressed. I'm a "model" today. Maybe some photographic evidence later.

Intentions

I originally intended this blog to be All Ivy All the Time! However, it isn't always about Ivy, is it?

Today, my student organization rounded up our collection of donated shoes, lined them up at the Hunt County Courthouse and walked around said courthouse (with FCCLA in the lead!). All in the name for raising awareness for child abuse. So far, we've collected 118 pairs of shoes. I haven't asked for the donations from the rest of the school (work). We're planning on donating the rest of the shoes next week - along with a monetary donation for the Crisis Center of Northeast Texas.

I was extremely surprised that my organization was the only one in attendance. The FCCLA of ISD the courthouse is located in participated in the drive as well, but didn't show up. We'll be featured in the paper again. After we got back to the school, I got a phone call from someone in the city who wanted to donate her shoes to us because she saw the first article. Amazing!!

Here's the link to the first article.

Photography and Business

Ryan finally decided that he should garner some business as a photographer. Something to bring a little more money into the home. Last week, we went to the Arboretum to get some test shots to get different ideas for backdrops and set-ups. And he booked and shot senior portraits today for one of his students. Sadly, he won't be making a profit this time around. But at least it's a start.

Ivy and I did tag along today. I think that it is helpful for someone like me to be there adjusting the small things and suggesting poses and other ideas. Knowing me, I'd be all nit-picky about that section of hair that was pointing in a different direction than the rest or bunched up clothes. So, I made sure to get all the small details to make sure her shots were perfect. You need a girl for that kind of stuff. Family business in the making?

I hope Ivy finds a skill or talent that she loves to do that will give her some kind of rewards in life. Ryan has Photography and he's just now starting out with his own business. I have my crafts but I have yet to really make a business out of it because I'm pretty lazy and I don't have much time anyway. Which brings me to being a stay-at-home mom. I really wish I could do that. Quit work so I could have the time to take care of Ivy and our home and to craft and sell. My head is so full of ideas and things I want to make and I can't even start on projects!

Life's Ups and Downs

While things are going a bit crazy (read: I'd rather say a lot of no-no words here, but I'm trying to control myself) at work and with my family, I can always look to Ivy to brighten my mood.

Her smiles when we pick her up from the sitter. Oh those big ones melt my heart!
The funny noises she makes (like a radio between channels) are so funny!
And tonight, while I was rocking her, she put her free hand on my chin, cheek, lips, nose. Just feeling and touching and smoothing.

What was I so upset about?

Bathtime fun!

I'm so thrilled Ivy likes to take baths. Usually, she is calm as a cucumber while bathing. Then once her booty hits the counter (towel underneath!), she starts wailing. "Put me back in!!!"
We graduated her bathtub a few days ago from the newborn sling thingy to no sling. It took a little to get used to but now... watch out! She thoroughly enjoyed kicking and splashing. And while we were drying her off, she was just fine. No wailing.

Spring Pictures

We've been taking quite a bit of photos of/with Ivy lately. Like I mentioned in my last post, we took the babe to the easter bunny. Afterward, we scoped out the Dallas Arboretum so Ryan could test some lenses with the camera and find some shooting locations.


Here comes the fun!

Oh red-headed babies. They look exceptional with green. I really wish my hand wasn't in the picture. Otherwise it'd be fantastic.

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Easter!

While she is sleeping... I may as well write about her. It is Easter Sunday today. Ivy only 4 months old but it's still a kid's holiday. Easter bunny. Easter eggs. Easter basket. Eggcetera!

Yesterday, we took her to the local (junk) mall and had her picture done with the Easter bunny. Friday, we had a sitter over. When I picked her up, I took her to the Walmarks to pick up stuff for Ivy's first Easter basket. I wasn't too pleased. First off with the selection of stuff for the youngest crowd (nothing). Second, with the basket. I wanted something that would be timeless and usable for the future (plastic, neon, uuuuuuugly!). So I got a white wicker mini laundry basket. I need to locate one with a handle for possibly next year.

Yesterday, we also went to the Dallas Arboretum. Ryan wanted to take pictures for a photo shoot for a senior portrait. We got some good pictures of Ivy too. While we were out, I also picked up some more things for Ivy's basket.

Today. No big hooplah. We'll take a picture of Ivy with her basket. We boiled and dyed a few eggs for her basket too. Lunch was fried chicken (boy do I miss my frying pan) from the Walmarks and potato salad.