First picnic of the year photodump

On Monday of May Long Weekend we had our first picnic of this Spring/Summer season with my sister-in-law, another sister-in-law (I’ve got five so if you’re confused it’s okay), brother-in-law and their boys. The morning looked a bit cool but it ended up being lovely by the water – cool breezes and warm sunshine. We watched boats and water planes, bike riders and dog walkers. We ate delicious food (I made this kale salad) and tossed frisbees, hit baseballs, helped the little ones scooter and skateboard and generally soaked up Coal Harbour.

We finished it all off by letting the kids play in the fountains even though it was just barely warm enough.

The went home soaked and sleepy.

The perfect, low key way to bring in picnic season.

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On my bedside table

I have missed several instalments of this bad boy, just generally not blogging very consistently these days. But I’m doing a lot of other things with my time that I feel good about and besides, it’s summer, better to be outdoors. Or running a treadmill at the YMCA for that first swimsuit day of the season. Gulp.

Here’s what’s caught my eye and gotten my mind turning lately.

+ I’m feeling a mature, feminine vibe for summer. A wardrobe representative of my age, mummy role and city dwelling. So I’m going with skirts. Think Paris, stylish flats, natural waist, feminine shapes and fabrics. Check out my Pinterest board ME: My style for all the goodies I’m inspired by. And the beauty of a classic style is I can avoid shopping in stores I don’t want to support due to their poor human rights record (Walmart, Target, Superstore, I’m looking at you right now) and instead hit up thrift, consignment and vintage shops.

+ I bought a bathing suit. A retro white polka dotted navy number. Just walking into the store 5 months post-baby and only a couple weeks into working out was no easy feat. But after my experience at a real, honest to goodness bathing suit shop, I don’t think I could go back to trying on those flimsy afterthoughts sold at my usual clothing stores. Thanks, Swimco, the service was stellar and I left feeling good about myself which is saying something when one has just seen themselves in a a bathing suit in a full length mirror. (But after a few more months of working out I’d love to find one like this too.)

+ I’m into chia seeds. I use the information in this pin to put those powerful little things to good use. My favourite thing to do is make the chia seed pudding for breakfast. I mix up the type of milk I use, trying different sweeteners and flavours and I’m able to grab it ready-made in the fridge and feel full fast.

+ Norah’s face is a hot mess. I hate this, my beautiful baby bird looks like she’s been in a brawl. I’ve done my research (including some scary Google image searching of common baby skin condition. Yuck.) and come to the conclusion that she most certainly has bad eczema on her face and cradle cap on her head and neck (bet you didn’t know they could get it there, eh? Well they can and it looks different which is crazy confusing). I’m treating it with this, this and this and she’s a big grease ball most of the time but I’m open to any suggestions from those of you with eczema or cradle cap experience.

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+ Speaking of coconut oil (which you would know if you clicked on those links above) here’s an article listing 101 uses for coconut oil. I love using it already but many of these ideas were new to me. I buy mine on well.ca or at Trader Joes.

+ The print I ordered from Sevenly arrived the other day! It’s gorgeous, printed on a high quality paper and all it needs now is a frame and it’ll be up in our home. Check out their products, and if you aren’t into wearing messages that’s okay too, they have a collection of plain shirts, tanks, toques and bags that still benefit their causes. Can’t wait to put this baby up.

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over on {our nest in the city}: a day in HER life

I’m guest blogging today over on {our nest in the city} where I sharing about a typical day of my life right now. This was a tough post for me to write as our lives are in this weird holding pattern of little babies and in some ways it feels like I don’t actually DO much. But it was a good exercise for me to lay it out there and say, hey, I’m no picture perfect mommy blogger and I’m okay if you all know that.  I’ve been through a time of trying to be too much (hello crying on a daily basis in front of my kiddos) and now I’m in a season of renewal, trying to be present with my kids, savouring these baby days and leaning on my husband. These are sweet and strange days.

Be sure to check her blog over the next couple weeks for the rest of the series as different women share what their days look like. If you’re anything like me it can be therapeutic to hear you’re not the only one.

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My kids + dogs = recipe for disaster

The twins were finishing up snacks, the sun was shining and all the doors and windows are open. We had a bit of time before Norah needed to take a nap so I suggested one of our favourite low-commitment activities: walk to the JJ Bean below our building and get mom a mocha.

The twins used to love this outing so much. They would skip down the hall, taking turns pushing elevator buttons and running ahead of me through the courtyard. That was until a few weeks ago. Now, when I suggest this outing one or both of them will tell me “no, I want to stay inside and not go down there”.

It’s not a mystery to me what happened, and even if it were they tell me what’s keeping them from loving this walk.

There are dogs down there.

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There have always been dogs downstairs, it seems like half the people in the expensive tower next to ours own dogs and are always bringing them outside. In fact, there are lots of dogs all over our neighbourhood in all shapes and sizes. Some people are responsible and considerate enough to keep their dog on a leash but many are not. It truly amazes me how Vancouverites can treat dogs like family and then put them at risk by letting them walk through a busy city off leash.

It’s because of this frustrating practice that my kids can’t really enjoy the freedom they once felt on the sidewalks. Twice a dog off leash ran towards them and I had to block it from jumping on them. These were not tiny fluffy dogs, they were big, muscular, frankly scary dogs. The only thing that kept me from being scared for myself was the fear I felt for my kids. Seeing them scream as the dog ran, trying to climb into my arms and sobbing afterwards was so painful for me. I felt so much anger towards the dog owner for having so little respect for the personal space of others and for my children’s bodies. I can’t even imagine how they would react if I let my child come running at them and their dog and jump all over their laps, drooling and licking their bodies.

I can tell you exactly how someone in Gastown would react to a child in their space like that. It truly amazes me how even with a leash on they allow their dog to touch anyone that passes by by leaving them as much leash as they want. It is impossible for us to walk by a dog without that dog having the ability to turn and touch the kids. And at their height, that means it can put its giant mouth right in their faces which I can imagine would be terrifying.

Our neighbourhood is what it is and I can’t change it. I did tell the second owner it wasn’t okay that he let his dog jump on my kids and that this is not an off-leash park. But nothing I say can fix the damage that is done. I feel anxiety on walks now, keeping my eyes open for dogs. Even dogs on leashes, as soon as our kids spot them, bring tears, shaking and fear. A few days ago J took the twins to Costco and a few minutes after they left I heard a scream from down on the sidewalk and immediately recognized Soren’s sobs. I asked J when he got home if they had seen a dog and he said yes, how did you know? When I told him I heard Soren all the way up in our living room on the sixth floor he said it had been a really bad reaction to a dog that was on a leash and simply turned around to face them as they walked by.

The twins used to love dogs, they would point them out and wave and ask to stay and watch them. In a flower shop one time Soren practiced meeting a new dog like he had learned about on Sesame Street, letting it sniff his hand and then scratching it under the chin. The fear hasn’t always been there, though I know the temperament that is prone to it has. I am a jumpy person myself, I was prone to fears and caution as a child and even now I keep a safe distance from dogs I don’t know. I understand where their reservation comes from and can relate to the anxiety they are feeling. I think that’s why this is so tough for me, because I know that fear and how much it sucks. And I want to validate their feelings while being careful not to fuel the fear. I don’t want to communicate to them that they need to be afraid, while still teaching them that they don’t just approach any dog they see. Many dogs in our neighbourhood should be approached with caution, they live on the streets and may not be treated well by their owners. The fact that we’re not dealing with old golden retrievers and lab puppies living in healthy homes with kids in them only complicates the issue.

So what do I do? How do I help my kids get over their fear of dogs so that they are able to be on the same sidewalk with them, see them across a courtyard or experience them getting excited and trying to lick them without going postal? I can’t stop dog owners from letting their pets run free so how do I make my kids feel safe again?

Is their reaction normal for their age or is it because they don’t live with pets or go to any homes with dogs and exposure in a safe place with a trusted dog will help? Does anyone have resources they would recommend?

Structure that brings freedom to our summer

You know those times when you’ve been really busy and you feel like you haven’t had enough concentrated time to do the things you want, both in the way of relaxation and in getting things done, but then you have an afternoon off from your usual job (work, student, mom, whatever) and there’s so much pressure to make the most of it that you end up doing nothing? Or you kind of half relax, half get productive so at the end you feel neither rested nor that you completed anything?

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It happens to me all. the. time. I am terrible for this. J will take the kids for a morning and I’ll be home by myself wandering the house with indecision. I feel like I need to choose the most important task and because I can’t decide what that is I don’t know where to start. So I decide maybe I’ll just enjoy this time to myself instead but then I can’t decide if that means reading a book (and which book?!) or watching tv (but I can’t just channel surf?!) or blogging (but which of the dozen posts do I write?!) and then, oh just forget it there’s laundry that has to be done and the breakfast dishes are still on the table so I’ll just use my time doing the usual and face that familiar dissatisfied feeling when the kids return.

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Add to this the fact that we are at a stage in life when our kids are still young enough to be home with us all the time and don’t really have structure built into their lives through school or other activities. Besides naps (and with Norah they actually make me less productive because I am constantly starting and stopping activities to deal with her frequent naps) it’s up to us to determine what their days look like and, trust me, toddlers do not do well with endless unstructured time.

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Our summer is just beginning and we both knew it would most definitely end up being one, long string of days just like this if we didn’t make a plan. For us it wasn’t about making sure the summer was all rest or all productivity, but rather saying up front what each day would be about so we didn’t have to make that decision over again every morning. We want to come to the end of the summer and not wonder where the days went. Good intentions could easily come to nothing.

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There’s also the issue of wanting to do the fun stuff Vancouver offers for families and kids (the shots in this post are from one of our favourite summer activities, an early morning on the beach at Stanley Park last summer) but always finding out about something going on after the fact or spending all morning in indecision and getting frustrated. We’ve got a lot of elements at play – J’s summer classes, travel, a frequently napping/nursing baby who is still up at night, toddlers, prior commitments and a need for some non-kid time – so this is what we came up with:

  • We drew our calendar on our chalkboard wall. Usually a shared Google calendar works for us when J is at work but with both of us at home a lot right now (he’s on parental leave), we liked having something visual we can both walk up to and reference as we are working/talking/coming and going.
  • We wrote in ongoing commitments. J’s soccer games, church, community group.
  • Monday is Project Day. We needed a day for those bigger projects that we’ve been wanting to tackle but always get delayed in favour of the daily tasks. So we’ve made a list of things we want to get done this summer (clean the car, sew blackout panels for our bedroom, set up the balcony for summer, wash all the walls and windows, etc.) and each Monday we’ll cross off as many as we can before the kids run out of things to play on their own and try to toss their toys out our ninth floor window again.
  • We chose a “day off” for each of us. from about 8-5 on our day we’d be off duty from the kids and free to do things we need or want to do on our own. We both have some time to ourselves other days (when J takes the kids to the park or when I do bedtime on my own so he can go play soccer, for example) but having a pre-arranged day means we can make appointments or plan longer activities. J plans to do things like his classwork, appointments and maybe go golfing. Because I’m nursing Norah I can’t go far for long but I plan to do things like have coffee with friends, take a spin class at the YMCA and meet with a personal shopper at Top Shop to help me work on my post-babies wardrobe.
  • We’re doing a weekly date night. Just a late dinner after the kids are all in bed at one of a dozen amazing local restaurants we’ve been wanting to try. We’re doing a date night trade with John’s sister and brother-in-law so we always have babysitting lined up.
  • Friday is Family Day. We spend time together and with the kids lots during the week but Friday is our day to make sure we experience what Vancouver has to offer for families in the summer. It won’t be a s busy as the weekend but is sure to still have lots of activities happening and if we don’t plan these days we always regret things we’ve missed or realize we’ve spent all week in the house. Free drop-in art classes, petting zoo, u-pick berry farms, the beach, the pool. Making memories is the name of the game.
  • Once a week we’ll meet up with friends. We’ve just come through a pretty intense season of life with three under three including a newborn. It’s not over yet and new challenges will come but we’re ready for hospitality to be a bigger part of our life again and to spend time with some friends and families we’ve been meaning to have over. So once a week we’ll do a meal and invite some friends. Our place is small and we only have four chairs but we believe we have what we have so we can share it.
  • Leave the rest open. It sounds like a lot but there’s actually several evenings and couple days that are unscheduled and this is intentional. The schedule is there to facilitate rest as well as productivity but it’s not meant to take the summer out of summer.

So far this schedule has been working really well for us. Last week J deep cleaned the kitchen (we’re talking behind the oven, inside the fridge and freezer, the works) and I was able to pick fabric and complete one blackout panel. We went on a date to The $4.95 Warehouse (we’ll call the vibe intentionally trashy but actually a welcome casual and affordable addition to Gastown) and enjoyed dinner without kids for the first time since Norah was a newborn.

But we also learned our lesson when we didn’t plan ahead for our family day, told our kids we were going for dim sum and then ended up disappointing them when our poor planning made it impossible. We also realized we needed to set a budget for family day so we know if we can go for lunch or buy passes to an event and avoid the frustration when we have different ideas of how much we will spend that day.

What does your summer look like? What are some of your goals or things you want to have experienced, learned, tried, completed before the warm weather begins to cool again?

The many faces of full

Before Norah got sick last week she had just started to give brown rice cereal a go. She wasn’t very good at swallowing it but she enjoyed herself. She didn’t get to have any while she was under the weather but the week off must have been good for her skills because she started again today as though she’d been eating all her life.

Except for the part where she got so much rice on herself she had to be taken for a shower but not before she tried to eat her bib for dessert. It was all great fun in her books.

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Norah is four months

Norah turned four months on Sunday. This month in particular seems to have gone by far too quickly and been full of so much change.

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Norah Anne,

You grew up so much this month, we’re not sure we want you to grow this quickly. You sit up in your bumbo chair now, so much happier to be upright and more independent as you watch the action around you. If we try to recline you on the couch or in your bouncy chair you pull forward as though you are trying to get up and go. In fact, it’s on our to do list to give away your swing and store the little cradle you’ve been sleeping because you’re just too grown up for them. I think your bouncy chair won’t be far behind and this time next month you’ll be checking out your exersaucer.

When you lay on the floor you kick your legs up in the air and tip onto your side, eventually ending up completely turned around from where we laid you. It won’t be long now before you will roll over and then start to sit with less and less assistance. It’s amazing to see how strong you are becoming, and how happy your new skills make you, but because the rest of life is so busy it feels as though you are growing up faster than your brother and sister did and I already miss my tiny newborn. You and I spent so much time together, we are almost never apart. As you start to move towards getting around without me I know it will be a hard adjustment.

When you were very tiny and refused to sleep without being held my exhaustion made me long for you to grow up just a little. I never think that anymore, even though I still get up with you a couple times a night for feeding and rocking, and on bad nights even more often, I no longer wish to move time forward even a day. If anything I wish the clock could be turned back, or at the very least be frozen here where you are small and cuddly, chatty and squealy, my little buddy.

You are finally napping less often and for longer. Not every day, but most days one of your naps is about two hours. The rest of your naps are still only 45 minutes but you’ve stopped taking 20 minute catnaps thank goodness. This month we moved you out of sleeping in the swing to sleeping in a little cradle that came with the new pack n play Grandma and Yeh Yeh bought for you. We thought you’d find it more secure like the swing was but it only lasted a couple weeks before you were obviously too big for it. So just this week you began sleeping in your pack n play. You don’t have a room of your own so this will be your full-time bed because it can be moved easily. You still live in our bedroom with us and honestly, we don’t have a plan for where you will go next! The life of the baby in the family I guess.

Your interest in faces has become intense. You light up if you can get the attention of anyone in the room and you stare intently at your brother and sister when they’re playing or talking or eating in front of you.

Especially eating. You have shown a real interest in food, making us all laugh at how hard you follow the food from the plate up to people’s mouths. You make tiny shapes with your mouth as you watch them eat as though you are trying to figure out what they’re doing and how you can get in on that. And so though you are just four months old, we have let you try baby cereal. I make you homemade brown rice cereal and you practice trying to keep it in your mouth. There is visible excitement on your face when you manage to swallow some so even though it’s only been a couple days I predict you get the hang of it quickly and won’t want breakfast to end.

Mom and Dad really wish you slept through the night. You go to bed around 8 and you wake up twice during the night but unfortunately the second time is so close to the morning it gives you trouble. You try to go back to sleep and I can see that you kind of need to but about half the time your desire to hang out and chat wins out and you’re up for the day at 5:30. This is not fun for the rest of us but we’re trying to be patient. It was a phase your brother and sister went through and so we don’t expect you to be any different. When it comes to sleep we swaddle you and give you your pacifier and you really don’t need much rocking so we’re thankful you are such an easy baby. You are so happy and content when you are awake and you never cry when you wake up at night and we know that’s a blessing.

You are definitely teething, drooling an ocean on everyone and everything, trying to bite into anything you can get in your mouth. Maybe you will be the first in the family to be like your dad and get teeth early. It certainly feels like you’re doing everything else ahead of schedule. Except sleeping of course, but you can’t be good at everything!

I feel like I could go on and on about your personality, how you light up a room and make us all laugh. Your facial expressions we just sit and watch, how you make your mouth into a tiny O and coo out a very serious story. How sometimes you are so chatty and other times so quiet we forget you’re in the room. Because you are small and your features so petite it amazes everyone how strong you are. But we’re not surprised and we love our little baby bird. You are so good for us, Norah Bean.

Love,
Mom

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DOXA

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The DOXA Documentary Film Festival is happening in Vancouver May 3-12, 2013. This year I’m really hoping to see a film or two. I’m not sure which ones yet but I’m leaning towards East Hastings Pharmacy, Lost Rivers, Slow Food Story, Stopping for Death: The Nurses of Wells House Hospice and Backbone: Vancouver Experimental Cinema from 1967-1981.

As someone living on the border of Gastown and East Vancouver who passes the methadone clinic all the time I’m particularly intrigued by the film that looks at this world.

BC regulations call for a pharmacist to witness each dose of methadone dispensed to patients. This edict forms the jumping off point for Antoine Bourges’ singular documentary hybrid. In the cool blue light of the pharmacy, the regulars line up to have their prescriptions filled. But all is not as it seems.

Anyone else in Vancouver planning to view something at DOXA? If you can’t attend, which film are you sad to miss?

My bedside table

I really need to blog more. For real, so many posts half written in my mind at 3am that never make it to press. The pace of life promises to slow down in the next couple weeks with J around more so I’m penciling in dedicated writing time now. It will happen. It has to because I’m starting to rely on these roundup posts on random days of the week and it’s getting lame.

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from the nato’s

a little whisper in my heart said, because my grace is sufficient for her too. and i just cried there. why in my ugliness does God come down in tenderness and pull my face towards his and say, mother, i’m enough for this. 

+ My Pinterest content this week will just be links with no images because they annoyingly changed things so that the embed link currently goes to a bunch of options for widgets. Which will be cool when I have time to try those out but right now I just wanted to, you know, embed pins when I clicked on “embed”. I’m crazy like that.

The pins I wanted to share included the famous Mr. Rogers quote about handling scary news stories as a child, this Mumford & Sons lyric in a format I’d love to have framed in my home and this recipe for chia seed breakfast pudding I want to try because I need to stop skipping breakfast. It results in excessive coffee consumption and an impulse chocolate purchase before lunch.

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