Why kill a baby animal?

After dinner we decided to take a walk. As we approached the High School there were two girls standing on the sidewalk throwing rocks at something in the grass.

It was a baby robin. As soon as I realized what they were doing I started protesting.

"Don't hurt that bird!"

The one girl stop but was laughing nervously. The other girl, barely glanced up at us and continued on with what she was doing.

Bruce got angry pretty quickly and told them to get out of here.

They didn't. And the one girl still wanted to throw rocks at the bird. While we were standing there. While our girls were there.

There was a lot of yelling and the situation was maddening. The same girl picked up another rock and that was when I pulled out my phone to call the non emergency number. Not because I wanted to call the police but because nothing was working and now (after threatening to hurt us physically) she was picking up another rock.

This worked and they went away.

But Bruce and I were shaken.

I want answers. I want to know why they would do this, but more importantly how our mere presence did not make them stop. Why was this something they didn't have guilt about?

Was race an issue? Could we have approached the situation differently with better results? So frustrating.

In other news, today is our wedding anniversary. 3 years! And Evey is 3 months today!

Last night, Bruce and I started roughly planning out our stay-cation (the girls are spending two nights with my folks! Evey's first sleep over!) and I am so excited. I have been pumping for about 2 and a half weeks and have over 100 ounces! I am feeling like I am running out of time as the school year looms closer and closer. And it is filled with a mixture of worry and excitement.

Can always count on change around here.

Food is important to me

So the other day, I am watching tv (not something we do a lot of, a now that it is the new digital tv maybe even less, because, yes, we are those people who DON'T HAVE CABLE) and there is a commercial for Yoplait's WHips yogurts. It is a normal commercial and it barely has my attention but then they show at the very end, for like 10 seconds the idea of putting one in the freezer. And, all of a sudden, I want one, like right now. And because I am a new mom, trying to watch the baby pounds slip off but also ravenously hungry because A.) I can eat found, unlike during the pregnancy and B.) making milk takes a lot of freakin' calories (or so I tell myself).

Today I was telling another new mom about them. I should work for Yoplait. Hey, ya want me to do a commercial? Ha

Why don't I write more?

I am on the computer everyday, so why have I not added more?

First of all, I only have two followers. Two guys that I know nothing about. Guess that is the internet for ya.

Second, is because I have so much to say and so little. Ya know what I am saying?

So yesterday I made dinner and Bruce can home to a meal ready in like 5 minutes after he was through the door. I wanted to go to the gym, Bruce was ecstatic and did everything he needed to do to make sure it happened. I did the elliptical machine on the hill setting for 30 minutes with a 5 minute cool down. I also did some reverse dips. I am in sore in all the right ways today.

But the thing is Bruce got so much put away while I was gone for an hour. He folded the piles of laundry (and our horrid sock mountain!) and kept the girls entertained. I start out good in the morning, but always lose stream by nap time.

But today has been a better day. I took Hadley to the park, organized and resorted Evey's clothes (she is no longer in the 0-3 or even the 3-6, more like 6 and 6-9months clothes) and we watered plants outside. I just want to do some yoga and clean the kitchen and made so floors during Hadley's nap. We shall see.

We have a street fair tonight that I am very excited about. Life is good, there is always so much going on.

Always changing

Right now, B is feeding E from a bottle. This is important for many reasons. Namely, for when I go back to work E will need to take a bottle. But also so we can go out too. It is important that E gets my milk but can drink from a bottle. At the same time, I don't want her to reject the breast because I only want to pump for times we need it. She can drink from me whenever we are together. 

When H was going through this I never really even thought about it. We just offered her a bottle with expressed milk when we needed to and life was great. This time around I have read too much. There are time frames and rejection of nipples or entire bottles. I am not a lady who likes to get stressed out. *shrug* We will take it one step at a time. There is no point in worrying about if she won't until it is a problem. Plus, I have the greatest husband who also happens to be one of the most involved dads I have ever laid my eyes on. Seriously. B always does more then he needs to and always with pure love for his girls. And, he has more patience then I do. But his patience has actually helped me to yell less and become more patient. Especially with H. And the way she treats him sometimes would make me blow my top. It might make him sad but he never takes it out on her (not to say I do, I just see how gently and wonderful he is with her.)

It is hard to not be a part of this. I want to help, to watch to be with them. But I need to be out of the room when he does this. And, like parenthood has been so far, it will change once again. Always.

Writing

I want to write everyday. And I am on the computer everyday. But having two hands and being able to think while using those two hands? Well, that is another task all together.

So today's thought?

I am always thinking about teaching. What I will do next year, how to reach students, including technology but not just for the sake of technology. I think about how to incorporate soical justice and the building of a community in whatever we are reading or writing. 

And, well, I want students to read and to write. I have more thoughts but I have lost them for now. I just need to make this more of a habit.

I need to write more.

Like, where is my birth story?

I will post it. I already have it written out for our family website. But I want to start writing more. Here for now and then I might begin another goal. 

So anyways.

We had our awesome BBQ on Saturday, so many people came, and the day and night just blended into one another and before we knew it, the BBQ was over. So many great friends and more amazing family. I also could not believe all the babies. My BIL said something yesterday about all the couple and babies (he is single and not particularly happy about this) and I guess we are part of that section of society. It feels good though. I do feel like a good mom, most days, and I feel like I have more patience this time around. But that is mostly because of B, he rules in some many ways.

So, I am in love with using my Sleepy Wrap and I just wanted to express some props for this carrier. As long as I spend time with tying it on before I leave the house I am good to go. E has been everywhere in it, to list a few: grocery store, parks, zoo, target, and mall. I can also nurse with it much better then in the beginning. I do have to take her out, but I don' t mind, but before I was wearing t-shirts and having to pull up the whole shirt, ridiculous. Now, I wear and tank top and just pull over or down and use that side of the wrap to keep the boob away till it is needed. And I am not too hot or too cold because of the layering. Though I do dress E pretty lightly. And she is pretty much out the whole time in it.

I was reading another blog: http://4littlemen.blogspot.com/

and came across this website Urban Baby Bonnets and now I want at least two, a big one for H and a little one for E. WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO COST MONEY. Sigh. 

This is a good place to start. Again.

I am in labor!

Yesterday was a rough day. I had made peace with being late and then I went to the Dr.'s. They monitored the baby because of being over 40 weeks, and that went just fine. Then there was an ultrasound to check my fluids, to see how much the baby had inside. I was a little worried the whole time I was at the Dr.'s because I thought it would be a quick visit and instead it turn into two hours and H was with some friends who have a 2 month old. 

So the fluids were border line. I had decisions and choices and it stressed me out a little. 

So last night we went mall walking, I fell asleep at 11 and woke up at 2:30am laid around for a while, got up decided to make RRL tea, read on my message board for advice from my natural mama's and then take a warm bath and hot shower. I feel back to sleep around 5 and woke up 7:30. I was still hoping to have sex with B but was tired and a little crampy.

We were about to eat breakfast at 8 and I felt a surge of wetness. So B decided to stay home till we figured out what was going on. Because, just like before, it was not that much water. We ate, we walked, cleaned I called my dad after B and I decided that we wanted to at least go in a get checked. We stop at Edgewater and walk, B's idea, before we got stuck at the hospital. It was a good choice. I was having contractions enough and with the other issues my Dr. was fine with admitting me.

B is grabing some food as my contractions become a little more intense. He is back now.