I often come across the question from others about what to do when you haven't parented according to your ideals. When posted on a parenting forum, there seems to be an overwhelming urge for others to tell the original poster that, "It's okay." They regal everyone with posts about their less than stellar moments and... Continue Reading →
Early in our marriage, my husband and I went to a cultural crafts fair. While there, we saw some gorgeous ceramic stars that had copper wire wrapped around them. At $12 a piece, they were out of the price range for a young couple in grad school. We decided to try and make them ourselves.... Continue Reading →
Folded paper stars are the second ornament for the handmade ornament swap. Using leftover scrapbook paper from a previous project, I cut folded, and glued the paper together, inserting some white ribbon before gluing the final pieces together. I only had one piece of double sided scrapbook paper. I had to be a little... Continue Reading →
Folded paper stars are the second ornament for the handmade ornament swap. Using leftover scrapbook paper from a previous project, I cut folded, and glued the paper together, inserting some white ribbon before gluing the final pieces together. I only had one piece of double sided scrapbook paper. I had to be a little... Continue Reading →
Most stories about mothers nursing their children in public are negative. We hear the stories of discrimination and oppression. Those against breastfeeding will claim they saw a woman fling her breast out to breastfeed her child. Breastfeeding mothers tell of snide comments they heard, demands that they leave a public place or feed their child... Continue Reading →
When I was pregnant with our third child, my due date club on Mothering had a gift exchange. The gift I received included a velour Star Child doll. It was a favorite toy until someone accidentally tossed it into the washing machine and dryer. The wool felted and the doll was ruined. I intended to buy the... Continue Reading →
A few weeks ago I made a comment to my husband about being middle-aged. He looked at me and stated that you can't consider yourself middle-aged at thirty. I did. My mother was 57 when she died. Her parents were in their early 60's. The odds weren't looking good that I would live much past... Continue Reading →
Our local attachment parenting group is having a holiday ornament swap. There are four groups of ten, of which I'm participating in all. I enjoy designing and making things, and swaps are a great way for me to get some of that out of my system. I added to my creative challenge by deciding not... Continue Reading →
I thought my daughter might like a unicorn version of the stick horse I made earlier this year for her birthday, as she likes mythical creatures. I had a scrap of lavender corduroy that was just big enough to use, along with a scrap of white corduroy for the horn. She picked the rainbow yarn... Continue Reading →
Tempera paint on poster board.
living peacefully with children 