Thursday, December 31, 2009

Countdown to 30

Tomorrow is the first day of 2010. This is the year I turn 30. I've had 2010 in my mind since I was a little girl, knowing it was the year I would turn 30. And I remember thinking about how far away it seemed, and how OLD I would be at 30. I thought surely I would be a grandma by then and that my parents would all be living in nursing homes. Ha! Well. The almost-30-year-old version of myself now can't BELIEVE 2010 is here, and of course 30 doesn't seem that old anymore. My parents aren't even close to living in nursing homes. My grandparents aren't even living in nursing homes.

I don't even have to wait very long for my birthday. The big day is January 22. I've been counting down for at least all of 2009... approaching this milestone with a little bit of excitement and a little bit of dread. I'm not quite sure if I'm ready to embrace it, or if I'll shed a tear or two over it. It's not that I feel OLD, or feel like my life is coming to an end or anything... I just have a bit of anxiety. I graduate from seminary in May. And I think at that point, my "grown-up" life is supposed to begin. And at this point, there are many unanswered questions about our future. We have no idea what's next on the horizon for us. We're asking a lot of questions.

So maybe if some of those questions had answers, I'd be more excited to embrace 30 than I am today. Something about being 30 brings an expectation for having things a little more figured out. In your twenties, you can still chalk it all up to being "youthful".

But tomorrow will come, whether I'm ready for it or not. I'm going to choose to see 2010 as a year full of possibility. And I'll choose to figure things out one day at a time.

So hello, 2010. Hello, 30. I hope we can be friends.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

When all else fails, call the dog.

This morning we were all asleep. About 10 minutes before my alarm was to go off, Eisley woke up. When Eisley wakes up, we don't always rush right into her room to get her out of bed. We generally have her stay in her crib at least until a certain time of the morning. This morning that was about 15 minutes from when she actually woke up. This is what we heard coming from Eisley's room, as we laid there:

Mommy. Mommy. Mommy? Mommy!!

silence.

Daddy. Daddy? Daddy! DADDY!!!

silence.

more silence.

Riwey?


Here are my two girls. Great friends. Partners in crime. And apparently, Eisley was sure that this morning, Riley was the one that would come rescue her from her crib.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

A Recommendation


You should see this movie. It has been on my "to watch" list for a couple of months now, and Billy and I finally had a chance to see it this past weekend. For those of you who know that Billy and I are now eating less meat in our diet than we used to, and are rolling your eyes right now that I would suggest this movie to you-- stop rolling them. It's not a movie that tries to convince you to become vegetarian. This movie is not anti-meat in any way, shape, or form.

It is a movie about the importance of knowing where your food comes from-- on being educated on the major food companies and their business practices, how they treat their animals and employees, and about how we, as the consumer, really do have a lot of power in dictating what products our grocery stores carry. The movie is about being informed.

I know for me personally, I think about what we eat in ways I never had before, now that we have Eisley. But whether or not you are a parent shouldn't matter-- we should all be more aware of what we're consuming and the effects this has on our health.

So put this in your Netflix queue, go to Blockbuster, or see if your local library carries it. See this film and start thinking a bit more about what you're eating!

Thursday, December 3, 2009

A first in 16 months

Today I overslept. I overslept because Eisley overslept. I don't need to go into the history of Eisley's sleeping patterns. I've posted several times about it. In short, she's a great sleeper, but an early riser.

But today, we overslept. Because Eisley is the way she is, I've given up altogether on setting an alarm clock. I haven't set one in months. So today I woke up at 7:30 (and this was still before Eisley woke up). I woke up at 7:30 and have to be in class at 8. Before that, I have to shower, get dressed, get Eisley ready for the day, with snacks packed for the sitter, etc.

I've never gotten ready so fast in my life. I got ready in such a hurry that I got to the babysitter's house and hadn't managed to grab Eisley's milk or food bag, which included her breakfast.

I am thankful for Eisley's sitter/our friend, who always has yummy and healthy things around her house to eat and said she would very happily make sure my child gets fed today.

Whew. I think that this pattern of Eisley sleeping a little later than she used to is actually going to stick. I need to wipe the dust off the alarm clock, so my hands won't get dusty when I hit the snooze button...