Little goings on....

Just a few goings on....

A little crafting corner

The Little Boy Area

Wise Owl for Misters Room

Working on a Gnome Cushion....

Embroidery Hoop Art...love...

hello lonely blog...

I watched the days ticking along, and you were always in my thoughts, but i felt that i lacked of anything important to say, anything cool, i felt as though no one read you or were interested in you or me...

But then this happened...i got an email from a lady, a first time mom, knee deep in diapers and sufficiently overwhelmed and she thanked me for my posts, she would read them among with other blogs during her child's nighttime feed. It gave me the most awesome feeling and the kick i needed!

hello blog...it is nice to see you again...

Saturday Thrifting...

So thrifting for us on a Saturday has become the norm. We breakfast, get dressed and stroller up to deal with Los Angeles crazies and traffic.

What i love about thrifting...is that you never know what you may find. Whenever i shop for a specific item, i almost never find it, but when i thrift it doesn't matter if you leave empty handed, its all about the hunt.

here are a couple items from last weeks shop:

Brown Beaded Leather Belt $2

Vintage Classic Books for Fin's library $2

White Broderie anglaise shirt $3
Green and White Ella Moss cami $3
Peep toe Ballet Flats $5

I got a little bemused at the park today...

well i got a little fussy...a lot like my child.

Finley has been teething bad (this is a trending topic of ours) and we are trying to get out the house...a lot.

While out and about at the park a lady stopped to ask me my daughters age, i quickly wondered what on earth she was asking and then it clicked she was referring to my son...i never know how to handle that one, yes Fin is in dire need of a hair cut but he was wearing denim overalls, rain boots and carrying a stick, i shall not gender stereotype too much here but he definitely looked more like a boy.

Swallowing my mommy pride i said 'oh he is 18 months, almost 19', this was followed by 'my,she is very pretty', i mean come on lady, I gave you an out by strongly emphasising the 'he'. I ended up just going along with it all. i realised quickly that this lady just needed a chat and we had not much else going on.

It all changed however when this happened...lady : 'My daughter is due in April...its her third' before i could interject to congratulate her on the birth of her third grandchild she asked directly 'now how was she delivered' (meaning he...my son) I was at first slightly taken aback by the question, moms ask one another these questions all the time but they generally tend to know one another. I answered simply 'he was delivered by c-section' , because no one really wants or needs to know the very intimate details and then she said this-

 'Oh what a shame, will you try again to have a 'real' birth?'

Finley thankfully began to fuss in his stroller, we excused ourselves and made it home.

And then i got all fussy...here is my point, yes i know that giving birth to a baby the natural way is just plain amazing, believe me i wish that i could of, but i couldn't, we had a c-section to deliver a healthy baby.

I wish that i could of have felt his hot little body on my chest, and have him breast feed instantly, but i couldn't, that just wasn't going to be our story, but that doesn't mean that the birth of my baby was any less 'real' than a natural birth. I guess i was upset that she didn't think that i had 'had' a real experience it certainly felt real to me while i labored for 36 hours and got upset with my husband for taking a nap!

I have met other mothers too who also had c sections and carry almost a little guilt that they didn't give birth naturally...there is almost this sense that they feel next time they will get it right and not have to go for the c section.

I just have to disagree. We can not measure ourselves or our pregnancies by our birthing experiences. We all carried babies, felt their first kicks, hiccups and punching hands. You know we all held our bellies at night waiting for them to move. We altered our lives in some way to ensure their safe delivery and I'm sure we all had the 'bump' envy when we saw a mama a little more pregnant than us. Our experiences though may differ to an extent are all one in the same. So why judge or pity another mother for how their baby came in to the world.

So yes friends, i did have a 'real' birth and gave birth to a 'real' baby boy who obviously on occasion looks like a baby girl

Lets all do this...

a lovely blogger that i follow named Mrs Priss is doing a 'Pinterest Party' such a wonderful idea and such a great way to share the love of crafting, cooking, sewing...and whatever with the world!

Please have a look....

http://mrspriss.com/2012/01/03/pinterest-partayy-lets-kick-off-2012-with-some-crafty-shenanigans/

now off to make fruit kebabs for MOPs! Did i mention that there was a blackout for 4 hours today...yes a dream come true!

A few things that happened in 2011...

I have been reading many posts that sum up the passing year...they all list accomplishments, failures, blessed events and the list goes on...

So i thought i would try my hand to it...none of these are in any real order...

 - We moved into a new house and finally had a staircase (something very exciting when you previously occupied a hotel room for 3 months)

- We took Finley back to England for him to be christened in the Church where we were married. He saw snow.

- I celebrated turning 26 with my son and husband on Santa Monica Pier.

- Don finally got a 'grown up Daddy' Car.

- Finley dressed as a chicken for Halloween.

- We vacationed to Cabo San Lucas with 3 of our most favourite people.

- Don got an awesome promotion at work...super proud of you hubs!

- I finally feel like a found a 'home' by joining a local MOPs group.

- We attempted our first family roadtrip vacation to San Diego, it resulted in mass food poisoning and we returned the very next day.

- We really became Residents of California by changing our licenses.

- Finley turned one and all the family flew out for his party.

- I opened an Etsy shop.

- I started a Blog.

- Finley took his first steps at 13 months.

- I happily threw away the Baby Bullet as Finley finally quit purees and began to eat real food.

- We had our first real family Christmas.

- We decided to try for baby #2.

I am positive that so much more happened, at least i thought it did.

I feel like that list is so small in comparison to others. But i can not measure our year by a list, it was pretty awesome.

Its all yours son....

finley would like to sum up our morning thus far....