Sunday, March 31, 2013

Thursday, March 28, 2013

People Are Good


I'm making quite a stretch here for today's PMM.  That's because I want to talk about my other baby.  Not one of the 5 I gave birth to, but a labor of love still the same.

For those who don't know, 7 years ago I helped start the charter school my children attend.  I currently serve on the board of trustees for the school.  In the early years it was like having a full time job and working overtime, only doing it for free.  It takes up a lot of time.

I have a board meeting tonight.  I don't want to go.  I get ornery just thinking about it.  It is at our recently opened second campus, which isn't exactly close to my home.  I am a tired mom of a newborn.  Currently a sick newborn.  I don't want to go.  I wasn't planning on attending this month, but some important issues that need to be discussed require all members to be in attendance.  And I don't want to go.

It's times like these that I seriously consider stepping down from the board and freeing up my time to focus on other things I would like to do.  And I ask myself, "why don't I resign?"

The obvious answer is that I'm a control freak, and I still want to have a say in the decisions that are made pertaining to the school my children attend.  But there's also the other part:

Last week I told you about Cowgirl and her Science Fair project.  Our Middle School science teacher (Mr. H) was the one at our school who sort of coordinated everything on our school's behalf.  He is not Cowgirl's teacher, as she is still in the Elementary School.  However he was a great advisor for the students in all the grades.  He came into the school several times during days off so that students could come spend all day working on their projects and receiving help from him.  This in itself shows the dedication he has to helping students learn and succeed.  But I never expected that I would receive a phone call from him later in the evening on the day of the Regional competition.  We were all sitting in the living room chatting when the phone rang.  I answered and Mr. H was on the line.  "I just wanted to call and see how Cowgirl did?  Did she have a good experience, and enjoy herself?"  He continued to ask a few more questions about her experience with the judges, and the pre-judging award she had received, then wished us a good night and hung up the phone.

I looked at my husband and said to Cowgirl, "that was sure nice of him to call and check on you, and see how your experience was.  He's such a good guy."  The thing is, I'm pretty sure we weren't the only family to receive a call that night.   Mr. H is the teacher who would have called to check up on each of the students that he hadn't had a chance to talk to during the fair.

That wasn't the end of our conversation though.  Hubby then proceeded to tell me about his recent experience.

I have blogged previously about the big cancer research fundraiser our school does every year. One component of this event is the Pedals for Hope 40 mile bike ride that the middle school students participate in.  Pedals for Hope 2013 is just around the corner.

Hubby goes into the school a few days a week to help transport the elementary students (via bus) to a nearby sports venue for off-campus P.E. activities.  He drops one group off, comes back to pick up a second group, then drops them off and brings the first group back.  During his back and forth recently, he has seen Mr. C up to something heartwarming.  Mr. C helps coordinate many of our outdoor experiences and activities, including Pedals for Hope.

Recently, Hubby has seen Mr. C out in the school parking lot and on the lane that leads up to our school, working with one of the middle school boys.  He is helping him learn how to ride a bike.  He goes around the parking lot, and up and down the lane, holding onto the bike and giving a push, running along side helping him know how to steer and stay up.  For some reason this middle school boy does not know how to ride a bike.  Maybe his family can't afford a bike, or his parents never taught him, or maybe he just was never able to learn.  But Mr. C is making sure that this young man will not miss out on participating with his peers when they ride their Pedals for Hope bike ride fundraiser.

When hubby related this experience, it literally brought tears to my eyes.  I'm misting up again just typing it up.

And this is why I don't step down.  I'm so proud of a school full of teachers like Mr. H and Mr. C (yep, they're pretty much all this dedicated), and I know it's not really anything I can take credit for, but I still love that I get to rub shoulders with people of this caliber, as we work together (them working harder than me) to make our school good for students.  A place where we not only educate their minds, but hopefully do a little bit to fill their souls as well.

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Proud of my Girl

I wanted to link up with Emmy and Kmama's PMM last Thursday, but I just couldn't seem to fit in the computer time to get it done!  Better late than never though, right?

Thursday was the Salt Lake Valley Science and Engineering Fair.  It was the Regional Science Fair for those who had advanced past their school science fairs, and then their district science fairs as well.  My Cowgirl was one of those students and I was so proud of her.

She did a really fun project that was called Font and Impact of the Written Word.  She tested 50 subjects on their memories of a list of words.  Different subjects were given the list typed up in different fonts, and then tested on how many of the words they remembered.  The object was to determine whether font type affected how easily someone remembered what they had read.  She had a great time doing it, and thanks for those of you who helped her reach her quota of 50 subjects!  You know who you are.  So what do you think?  Did people whose lists were typed up in a simpler font remember more words, or was it the people whose lists were typed in more busy/fancy fonts?

She's disappointed that she didn't place, or move on to Nationals, but I told her that I couldn't be more proud.  Plus, to be honest - I'm not sure I have it in me to bear with her through another round of revisions to her display board!  And I KNOW my wallet doesn't have another round in it!

Hubby couldn't get a great picture because they placed her right in front of a window (although she did enjoy the view of the football stadium at the U.  The team was practicing!).  Sorry Emmy - wrong team I know - but you take what you can get when you have to stand by a table for 4 hours waiting to be judged!



It was a great experience for her, and I'm so grateful she had the opportunity.  But I sure am glad not to have to worry about Science Fair again for another year!

Linking up here!


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Tag

Apparently tags are making a comeback.  Who remembers tags?  I was sorta sad that they went away because they are great when you are stumped about what to blog.  Of course I prefer the ones where you are asked a series of very specific questions, because then you don't have to think at all.  But I wasn't tagged with one of those tags.

MiMi did tag me though, (she wanted me to feel like I haven't been forgotten here in blog land).  Here are the rules of the tag:
  1. Display the award logo on your blog. (MiMi didn't post it, so I can't.)
  2. Link back to the person(s) who nominated you. 
  3. State 7 things about yourself.  
  4. Nominate 15 bloggers for this award.  (Probably won't get 15, but we'll see.)
  5. Notify those bloggers of the nomination by linking to one of their specific posts so that they get notified by pingback. (Ummm...?)
So here are 7 things about me:

1 - I hate the way I can't figure out how to copy and paste to my blog without a lame white background showing up.

2 - The thing I love most about being a new mom again is watching my other children be absolutely in love with their baby sister.

3 - The thing I hate most about breastfeeding is that you have to wear a bra all. the. freaking. TIME!

4 - I want to learn to sew.  Like for reals sew.  Not just operate the machine after somebody else has already threaded it, and I just have to sew a straight line.  But actual sewing.

5 - I miss my dad.

6 - I haven't been to church since Baby Girl was born.  I have turned into one of those super paranoid about germs moms.  But can you blame me?  You might remember a little thing we went through last summer called whooping cough?  So Baby Girl and I send the family off each Sunday and we stay home and chill.

7 - I plan to go back on Easter Sunday.

Now for the tagging:

Myya (I know she got tagged by MiMi, but I also know she hasn't done it!)

Well, I'm being summoned by her highness who is hungry again, so that's where I'll leave it.  A couple of these girls are being tagged just to motivate them to do another post!!  Anyone else who wants to play, feel free to join in!

Monday, March 11, 2013

Almost Normal

Well life is starting to feel almost normal again.  I could still use some more sleep, but I'm actually starting to be productive again.  Well, as productive as I ever was, which isn't really saying much!  I'm hoping to be able to start blogging a little more frequently and also to start leaving more comment love again!

And although I'm starting to feel more normal again, I'm super anxious about my six week check up. Because I cannot. Stop. EATING!  I am soooo starving all the time.  I am always so hungry when I'm breastfeeding, but I swear it is worse this time than it has ever been before!  I have this horrible fear that I am going to step on the scale at my doctor's office and find out that I actually weigh MORE than I did at 9 months pregnant!  And I am being totally serious.

The novelty of a new sister has not worn off at all for my kiddos.  They still fight over who gets to hold her first, who has held her the longest, and so on.  I am glad that they like her though. :)

I'm having a lot of bittersweet moments as I watch her grow.  When Monkey was born, we hadn't really made the decision that we were done having kids.  So I watched her grow, and never really thought about it being the last time I would experience watching one of my babies grow up.  It was later on that we decided we were probably done having kids.  Then our precious little surprise came along, and knowing that she is our last, all of her little moments really tug at my heartstrings.  I want to capture every moment and hold onto it forever.

I didn't know she had the skills, but Cowgirl put this sweet video together, featuring Baby Girl's newborn photo shoot. I asked her to make an altered version that kept her info private, so I could post it here on my blog.

I'm not gonna lie, I totally got choked up while watching it.  But it was nothing compared to the full on Daddy -sobs coming from my husband.

 

I promise that tomorrow I'll talk about more than just Baby Girl!  There are some other fun things going on around here. :)