Monday, May 20, 2013

Celebrating 2 Years Old with Animal Balloon Cupcakes

Our youngest turned 2 yesterday. I know I'm supposed to think, Don't grow up! and How can he be two already? Honestly, though, I don't feel sad at all. Growing up just means that this adventurous soul who loves to tease, point out trucks, and give hugs can tell us more of what's behind those twinkling eyes. He's also better able to do things independently and hang out with the big kids, two of his greatest wishes.


Putting together photo collages from our little family party yesterday, I couldn't help thinking, I can't remember life without this little rascal in it! He has his dad wrapped around his pinky finger and his older siblings adore him. We sometimes wonder how our curious risk-taker made it to two and we're crossing our fingers that a bit of common sense comes with age.

We had a low-key party yesterday because we'll celebrate with extended family this summer. The big kids couldn't imagine just cupcakes, though, so I put together some balloon animal cupcakes. Ella decided Kai needed writing on the balloons, too, and a simple project became more elaborate. Everyone was excited about how the cupcakes turned out, though.



I'm thankful daily for the opportunity to be mom to this sweet, funny kid who keeps me on my toes and makes me laugh with his crinkly-eyed grin!

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Thursday, May 16, 2013

Just Add a Hat

Several years ago, my mother gifted me a collection of vintage hats she inherited. Mom knew I loved hats and I was delighted by the collection. Some were demure, others quirky. All had unique, one-of-a-kind touches. A few of the hats were ready to wear and some of them needed a bit of TLC. I decided to primarily  hang the collection as decor in my bedroom at the time, only occasionally pulling one down to wear.  


After I married and moved into a new home, the hats ended up (sadly) primarily in storage. We moved again last summer, though, and I rediscovered my hat collection. I hated the idea of keeping these treasures boxed away again and decided that, if I was going to keep them, I was going to wear them.


I recently visited some friends in our previous town over spring break and a sweet friend asked me if I'd like some hats. She indicated that she didn't know what condition they were in, but I was welcome to have them. I took the hats home and could not believe my luck! These gorgeous vintage pieces just begged to be worn.


Since then, I've started selecting a hat most Sundays and to wear on some special occasions. More and more, I find myself asking, what hat or fascinator would go with this outfit? I've also started looking into how to repair and care for hats. I know I'm not alone in my fascination with hats either, because my Pinterest Board Dedicated to All Things Hats has been one of my most popular. I even found a new addiction the other day - Hat Pins. Oh, my.


If you're looking for a way to spice up your wardrobe, feel elegant, show some sass, stand out from the crowd, or add a touch of magic to your day, I say

Just Add a Hat

You don't need to be a certain size to wear a hat. There's a hat for every face shape. You can make your own hats, fascinators, or flower pins. You can go bold, understated, rock and roll, vintage, or modern.


These days, I look forward to selecting a hat each Sunday and sometimes bypass an outfit if there isn't a coordinating hat. If you're looking for a change, I say visit your local consignment shop and give it a try.

Jeans and a floral top - Just add a hat.
Vintage inspired dress - Just add a hat.
Winter coat and mittens - Just add a hat.
Business suit feeling bland - Just add a hat.

Whatever your style...Just add a hat and see what happens.

Monday, May 13, 2013

This To Do List Will Self Destruct

I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment. I usually approach things one day at a time, but the next few weeks are filled to the brim in anticipation of subletting our place, a road trip across the country, and a summer-long internship. I know I'll get it done, but right now my to do list feels like a bit of a bully, even making the things I enjoy and look forward to feel like chores.

That beings said, it might be a bit quiet here at The Inquisitive Mom this week, depending on how stellar my time management skills prove to be. If you're feeling overwhelmed right now, know that you're not alone. I'm pretty sure nothing is going to self destruct, especially if we move "Breathe" to the top of the list.

How do you keep yourself emotionally and mentally sane when your To Do List feels insurmountable?

Wednesday, May 8, 2013

What You Left Unsaid

Lately, I've been thinking about how your mortality became painfully clear  not much older than I am now. The dreaded "c" word answered the fears about your mysterious pains with a larger fear and a more frightening unknown: cancer.

I've lived longer without you physically in my life than with you. I've rarely felt anger about my loss at 14, perhaps finding no room for fury in my youth among the competing emotions of pain, grief, depression, and anxiety; oddly mixed with hope and a burgeoning faith.

Loss has interfered with some of life's most joyful moments; No Dad standing proudly at my graduation, cheering my success; No father to twirl for a first dance at my wedding reception and to whisper sweet good byes in my ear; No maternal grandfather to hold his grandchild for the first time and dote for years to come; No wise  fatherly advice for the complications of marriage, motherhood, and life.

Yet, I've always sensed you with me. Not far away, but beyond my touch. I feel the peace of your nearness, but I'm left wondering what you'd say in these moments, how you handled life's challenges, what you'd do differently, what questions you wrestled with throughout your life. I long for journals to fill in the gaps. A letter left for me to read in the future. A glimpse of who you were beyond the father I knew at 14.

In my adulthood, I feel my first real tinges of the second stage of grief: anger for what you left unsaid. Not "I love you" or "you're special." The memory of those are stored indelibly in my heart. But I mourn for I did...I hoped...I wondered...I wanted...I planned...I recommend...I am.


Twenty years later, I still wear your woolen argyle socks. My book shelf is filled with my share of books you left behind. I can't see a model airplane without imaging you propelling it into the air. I hold onto tangible reminders of who you are and search through boxes of your things, wanting them to tell more secrets, share more memories, and reveal to the adult me more of who you were.

I have no paternal grandparents to fill in the gaps, no aunt to regale me with stories of your youth. You are gone and your history along with you. Instead, I'm left with my mother's memories of your memories, boxes of things, and a longing to know left perpetually unsatisfied.

I reach out to those who loved you, asking - wanting to beg - for tidbits of who you were in childhood, in adulthood. Anything.. They safeguard their memories, too distanced from the past, too grief-filled, too consumed by today to respond.

I am left frustrated with the fragmented memories of my childhood and the memoirs of a young teenager, tainted by her limited experiences. If you knew your years were limited, why did you only prepare the girl I was then, leaving so much unsaid for the woman I am now?

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Don't Text and Friend

Video killed the radio star echoes through my head whenever I think of that text. Technology is a gift of modern life, but sometimes a curse to modern relationships.  What used to require more effort can now be done with a tap of a few keys. What once required more thought and conversation is now represented by an avatar and 160 characters or less.

Made a new acquaintance and want to arrange a play date? Text it.
Need to arrange a carpool for soccer? Text.
Forgot your new friend's address? Text.
Have a quick question? Send a text.

Need more characters? Want to share a photo? Facebook allows up to 63,206 characters and an email provides even more freedom.

Anything new in an acquaintances life? Just saw her status update.
Did she have her baby yet? Pictures posted on her profile.
PTA volunteers needed? Email.
Congratulations are in order? Post it on his wall.

If you're not careful, a potential new friendship might never develop for lack of real conversation. It's hard for a genuine connection to happen when hijacked by a false sense of familiarity. The barrier of electronics robs acquaintances of interpersonal connections that lead to friendship; those chance chats that become in depth conversations; the moment when someone tells their first joke and you hear a true laugh; the opportunity to learn about someone from inflection, nuances in facial expressions, and tone.
It's much easier to offer false platitudes and skim over someone's real needs when viewing a text that says, "It's been kind of a rough week." Stop by to say "hello" and find a woman in tears, confiding her fears and frustrations, and that's how real friendships develop.

It's less stressful, but far more impersonal, to break bad news or approach a touchy subject via email. Sometimes we tell ourselves we'll avoid the awkwardness and it will be better for everyone, but it almost never is. Without building a real bond first, we're more likely to choose to avoid discomfort first and to who respect and concern for someone else's feelings second. So, we send texts devoid of inflection and full of misunderstanding and essentially tell someone they're not worth a call, usually without considering the implications of a texted line or two.

A few years ago, I met a dynamic woman who disavowed smart phones. She shared a go-phone with her husband for occasional use, but rarely texted and was refreshingly disconnected from a cell phone.  Instead, she depended on face to face interaction and some old school technology - the home phone - to communicate.

I came to look forward to random phone calls from this friend to ask a "quick" question. It inevitably went from a 5 minute chat, to 25, then 40, and often 60. We met up in person in between, chatted at church, invited each other's families over for dinner, but these phone calls connected us, helped us get to know one another, and brought relief from the mundane. In fact, when she finally did get a smart phone and I started receiving text messages, I knew it was the end of an era. The change felt sad, but our friendship didn't need those phone calls like it did at first. A good friend knows when to text and when to make a call.

Phone calls helped us get to know each other and a phone call probably kept our fledgling friendship from dying in the beginning too. One morning, a quick call led to a revelation of misunderstanding and hurt feelings, opening the door for a sincere apology and explanation. We vowed to never assume and always ask. The conversation was difficult and scary at first, but it solidified our friendship.

Unfortunately, neglecting real conversation, relying too heavily on texting, and avoiding conflict at all costs did the opposite for another fledgling friendship. I met an acquaintance and friendship seemed the natural step.  We were different in interesting ways, but had some strong commonalities that made a friendship convenient. Unfortunately, we texted too often, had sporadic conversations, and and rarely took time to talk between carpools and dropping off kids.  Despite this, favors were asked and offered too readily and misunderstandings never discussed. Technology lulled us into thinking we were "connecting," but our connections were tenuous. A thoughtless text that a friend should know needed conversation eventually proved how little we knew each other.

Great friendships begin with stepping out of your comfort zone and making that first awkward phone call. Real friendships need nurturing. They require conversation. They take effort, commitment, and trust. Once established, a simple text or facebook check-in can take you between phone calls and visits. But you won't get there with texting alone.


Friday, May 3, 2013

$50 Babyville Prize Package Giveaway!

Earlier this week, I shared my experiences using Babyville Boutique fabrics, appliques, notions, and patterns. Perhaps you've been thinking about making your own wet bag, diaper, or wipe-able bib? Maybe you already use Babyville Boutique products and need some more robots or cupcakes to finish a project? Perhaps you've always been curious about the quality of PUL found in your local JoAnn Fabrics?

Whatever project you have in mind, I have the giveaway for you! Babyville Boutique is generously offering one The Inquisitive Mom reader a package of Babyville goodies worth $50! Winner can choose boy, girl, or neutral to create sewing projects for their little one or maybe for that perfect baby shower gift.

This giveaway is open to US and Canadian residents and it's easy to enter using the Rafflecopter form below. Don't forget to sign up using an email you check regularly, so you don't miss a giveaway notification. Good luck!

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Thursday, May 2, 2013

Grow Your Stash Bash Giveaway!

Families decide to use cloth diapers for a multitude of reasons. Some choose cloth diapers because it is kinder to the environment. Others choose cloth diapers because of the long term cost savings. Some families, though, are truly struggling: they are part of the one in three families in the United States and Canada who have to choose between buying disposable diapers and buying food or paying rent. Regardless of why these families choose cloth, the start up costs can often be intimidating. For some, the start up costs of cloth diapering can be crippling and seemingly insurmountable. That's where Cloth for a Cause, Cloth Diaper Addicts, Viva Veltoro,  Leettle Baby, and the Build Your Stash Bash comes into play.

Cloth for a Cause is a brand new Canadian charity. They've been operating since 2011 with a simple mission: to help those 33% get their babies in diapers. In the year and a half since they opened, Cloth for a Cause has expanded from one little chapter  in Prince George to fourteen stretching across Canada. They have helped nearly 150 families get their babies in cloth and last month Cloth for a Cause became a legal charity. This increases their ability to help struggling families, but, it also means that the need for assistance has grown!

 You can help Cloth for a Cause help families get a start with independence from the cost of diapers through by donating through PayPal account or by sending a cloth diaper donation to a Cloth for a Cause Chapter. (If you live in Canada and are making a donation of $20 or greater,  they can issue a tax receipt!) If you're near one of our local chapters, you can donate material goods and cash directly to the chapter. If  you'd like to donate some diapers, the Nova Scotia chapter has a large need for services!

Now for the Grow Your Stash part of the Grow Your Stash Bash!

Sponsors
Several wonderful companies have teamed up to put together to help us put together two awesome packages to Grow Your Stash!

Package #1 is open to Canada and the US: 


One Best Bottom Shell and two medium inserts from Nicki's Diapers
One Glow Bug Spectrum Package (six diapers, eight inserts, and a wetbag)
One newborn diaper by Diapers by Chris
One pocket diaper and insert from Hunny Bunny Baby Wear
One fabulous bag of Rockin Green detergent!
One AppleCheeks swim diaper!


Package #2 is open to Canada only:

A Thirsties Package (Thirstiest Prefold, a Thirsties Stay Dry insert, a Thirsties Duo Cover, and a Snappi pack) and a Rockin Green sample pack, all nicely bundled in a Cozy Bums shopping bag.
A fifty dollar gift certificate to Lagoon Baby
One Glow Bug Spectrum Package (six diapers, eight inserts, and a wetbag)
One pocket diaper and insert from Hunny Bunny Baby Wear
One fabulous bag of Rockin Green detergent!
One AppleCheeks swim diaper!
One diaper and wetbag from EcoWays!

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