Saturday, May 30, 2009

Orthopraxy


I have always had a hard time following through on things that I aspire to. Things I know are within my facilities, but either by my own laziness or because of circumstances I create for myself, don't come to fruition. This article introduced me to the word orthopraxy, which basically means "right belief combined with right practice", with emphasis on the latter. I love this word because I really appreciate the concept: we concoct in our minds what we think would be the optimal lifestyle or way to exist, but how often can we really say we've attained our aspirations?

My pregnancy was nothing like I'd planned beforehand. I was going to do it "right". Eating perfectly, exercising, meditating, de-stressing, doing all the things I know in my head to be the best way to do things along the road to becoming a mother. I look back at that flash of time with some regret, but also self-forgiveness. We had a highly stressful time for the business during my pregnancy, and I was living in a sort of haze. My body felt broken. All the exercising I'd planned on went out the window. By the end, I couldn't even walk around the block because my pelvis hurt so badly! 

But even feeling justified in my laziness, the incongruity between what I knew was best and what my actions were was clear; it just felt wrong. I just felt... guilty. 

Guilt is so insidious that way. It sneaks up on you in what should be the most pleasant times of your life, because there's always SOMETHING you ought to be doing that you're not... Always some time that's wasted, always something different you could've made for dinner, always something you shouldn't have bought (or should have), always a different way you could have used your time today or yesterday or last week. 

Maybe that's my greatest aspiration: learning to use my time wisely. Was the 40 minutes it took to write this using my time in the best way possible? 

Other things I would feel so good about following through on:
  • Keeping the TV off during the day until Jeopardy, trying to limit my use of electronics (especially around Calina)
  • Drinking lots of water
  • Eating intellectually, consciously
  • Constantly encouraging Calina's development, caring for her emotional well-being and protecting her as much as I can from harm: toxicity, disease, fear
  • Really living with a sense of eco-awareness, and taking steps to make my home and lifestyle more earth-friendly (this includes a LOT of things: cleaning consistantly, building a garden, composting, limiting car travel, reducing my consumption of harmful products, reusing and repurposing as much as I can, and so on...)
  • Living thriftfully (is that a word?) - or at least with a sense of discernment between necessities and luxuries
  • Loving Colin without smothering him, appreciating his hard work, expecting great things from him without judging him, giving him an opportunity to be the father he wants to be, and encouraging him as he works on his aspirations, too
I'm sure there's more... but it's hard enough to imagine myself being this person that I know I ought to be: believing in all of these things and acting upon them without faltering.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

My big girl!!



According to her 2 month doctor's visit, she's now getting close to 11 lbs (she was 10lbs 10oz on May 20th)! She's up to 21.5" long.

We had our very first trip to Disney on Memorial Day this week... We went to EPCOT, and her first ride was Living With The Land, which she slept and ate through. :)

We took lots of video, which I'm working on editing... I'll post here when it's done!

In other news: she was supposed to have another appointment with the neurosurgeon today, but they called this morning to reschedule for next Monday.

For those of you who don't know: Calina was born with Craniosynostosis, basically plates in her skull that fused too early. Unfortunately, the only treatment for the condition is surgery (separating the plates), usually required before 4 months of age. She'll be okay.

Monday, May 11, 2009

How much I stink...

Let me count the ways...

I'm so sorry that there haven't been a multitude of blog posts here. I am a terrible TERRIBLE blogger.

But I'll try to make up for it!


Calina Lily is a beautiful 7.5 week old. As I am typing this, she is sleeping in her Moby wrap on my chest. She spends a good portion of my waking hours in this position. I really love it, because it keeps her close to me, but at the same time, my hands are free to do almost anything I'd normally want to do without baby on board. She doesn't have to spend the day staring at the ceiling or sleeping in a cold room by herself all day, and I know immediately when she needs something from me.

It's also great, because we don't tiptoe around her while she's napping in the wrap... It's loud, and bouncy, and she just sleeps right through everything... music, TV, talking, dogs barking, my chest jiggling when I laugh...

She has been shooting us some REAL smiles over the last 3 weeks or so... Almost every morning starts off with a big smile at me once I wake up enough to say hello to her. She sleeps in the giant King size bed with us, so that I can feed her a couple times during the night without having to get up. I usually let Colin have the first diaper change of the day before heading off to work.

Today, I'm taking the Trio girls and our babies out to lunch.

Thing I love about my 7.5-week-old: She's grown up enough to show both happy and sad emotions now.