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Friday, December 30, 2011

Have you given up on me?

I've been slacking. I know. Christmas + retail = lots of hours at work. After Christmas + retail apparently = lots more hours at work (clearance!).

So, here's what you get until I have a good New Year's post for you... My favorite November/December PICTURES!

My nephew Avery & niece Madi acting out the nativity

Sweetest little kids!!!

My nephew Noah (13) & Asher (6). I love that Noah's cake was pink!

My mom with Max (2) <-I love Max's new Christmas jammies!

My niece Ashlie (13) with all the crazy zebra print stuff I got her for her bday!

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Don't fuss Dear

So there I was, pouting at work about my hard life and how bored I was standing in the empty fitting room without any customers to keep me busy. 

Then I remembered... on my way to work this morning I was listening to my regular morning show, who were broadcasting from the Road Home (homeless shelter in Salt Lake City). They said there were ONE HUNDRED kids sleeping there last night. I've been to the Road Home before, and there were people on cots lining the walls, trying to get some sleep. It was by no means quiet, but there are just simply not enough rooms for all the people who need a warm place to sleep. Most of them didn't have blankets, just cots to lay on in the middle of the bright, rowdy hallway. Anyway, this morning on the radio they were asking people to come donate unopened toys, money, gift cards, and warm clothes to the Candy Cane Corner (where the people can shop for things they need the week before Christmas). They are extremely short on supplies they need in order to be sure everyone receives something for Christmas. 

I only have two pairs of pajamas hanging in my closet waiting to be donated. Last year I was able to collect a dozen or so to give, but this year I don't know anyone who is in a position to give. This makes me sad, but I completely understand. I'm not exactly in a position to be buying anything extra either. 

But what's extra? 

I realized, while I stood there with nothing to do but think, that my kids are getting spoiled rotten for Christmas this year. I was able to buy them a few reasonable gifts, their grandmas give them money and gifts... they will be overwhelmed with STUFF. While one hundred kids sit in the Salt Lake shelter with MAYBE one gift that wasn't even specifically chosen for them? How is that right? We don't have a lot, but we have some, and that's more than some people have. 

I started thinking of the things we could do without... I bought my kids 2 pairs of pajamas for Christmas. Do they need them both? Are there any toys I bought that we could just give to the shelter instead? I bought a little pair of warm socks and a pair of warm slippers that were on clearance...

About twenty minutes later I realized something else. 

I was smiling. 

I felt like the Grinch, surprised by my own joy at giving to others. I started to get excited about Christmas in a whole different way. My kids need the experience of giving to others who have less than them, and I'm embarrassed that this just now popped into my head, four days before Christmas. 

If you want to donate anything (warm clothing, new toys, etc.), let me know so I can include it when I deliver my little donation.

“It's that wonderful old-fashioned idea that others come first and you come second. This was the whole ethic by which I was brought up. Others matter more than you do, so 'don't fuss, dear; get on with it.'” -Audrey Hepburn
(For my original post about this year's donation, go here.) 

Sunday, December 18, 2011

It's the little things

This grown-up stuff is hard. But there are a few little things that make it all worth it.

My best baking buddy. He ADORES the whole process. Stays with me till the last cookie's baked!

Grandpa J's chocolate chip cookies... with a little extra chocolate on top ;)

Messy cookie faces

Forced & toothless smiles

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Things I Learned While Wrapping Gifts Today


Remember how I suck at being Santa? Tonight I wrapped all the gifts ahead of time (for the first year EVER, usually I'm still shopping on Christmas Eve)! Here are some things I learned along the way:
  1. Whichever paper you choose to start with, you cannot use for anyone else! Santa wouldn't have the same paper as you used for your grandmother and co-worker, duh Aubrey! Bad Santa.
  2. Buy more than one kind of gift tag. Same problem as the wrap... Santa doesn't share gift wrapping supplies with you! Your son is almost NINE, Aubrey! He will notice.
  3. Your bed is the worst possible place for wrapping presents. Especially since you haven't straightened out the blankets in a week. FLAT SURFACE, sweetheart. FLAT.
  4. Yes, you HAVE enough boxes to put the gifts in... but once you're finished wrapping and making them beautiful, will they fit somewhere so you can hide them?? Didn't think ahead on this one. Two of the gifts are too large to fit ANYwhere and are destined to be discovered before Christmas arrives.
  5. Separate everyone's stocking stuffers ahead of time into individual bags. <--Learned this tip last year from my sister. Got lots more sleep last Christmas Eve because of it! 
  6. Make a list as you buy the kids' gifts. The fact that you didn't make a list has left you scrambling for one more thing to give one of the kids... in order to even out the loot. Uneven loot = kids feeling ripped off! 
Maybe these will help you?

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Ok, I give.

I'm doing it again, aren't I? Life isn't going the way I want it to, so I'm not blogging.

In small doses of irritation, blogging helps a lot! But once you pass the irritation point and end up in full-blown unhappiness territory, there's not a lot you can really share, is there?

The fact is



life is hard.
marriage is hard.
living with other people is hard.
having a big family is hard.
showing people I love how much I love them is really, really hard.
money is evil.
adulthood is awful.

I'm making it, but just barely. I haven't forgotten you... I just don't have the ability to tell you the details of these things right now.


Sunday, December 11, 2011




You only know what I want you to
I know everything you don't want me to
Oh your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
Oh you think your dreams are the same as mine
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
I always will

I wish you'd hold me when I turn my back
The less I give the more I get back
Oh your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
I don't have a choice but I still choose you
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will 

Friday, December 9, 2011

Time

Sarah McLachlan


Time here,
All but means nothing, just shadows that move across the wall
They keep me company, but they don't ask of me
They don't say nothing at all.
(Ah)
And I need just a little more silence
(Ah)
And I need just a little more time

But you send your thieves to me
Silently stalking me
Dragging me into your wall
Would you give me no choice in this?
I know you can't resist, trying reopen a sore

[Chorus]
Leave me be, I don't wanna argue
I'd just get confused and I'd come all undone
And if I agree, well, it's just to appease you
'Cause I don't remember what we're fighting for

You see love, the tight, thorny thread 
That you spin in a circle of gold
You have me to hold me
A token for all to see
Captured to be yours alone
And I need just a little more silence,
And I need just a little more time
The courage to pull away
There will be hell to pay
The deeper you cut to the bone

[Chorus]

Time here,
All but means nothing,
Just shadows that move across the wall
They keep me company,
But they don't ask of me
They don't say nothing at all.




Thursday, December 8, 2011

Things you'll need to survive the first year (or so) of motherhood:

Baby Signing Time. Seriously, find it at the library, or buy it used on Craigslist, or buy it on their website... whatever it takes! Get it. Use it. Your baby will not only communicate with you in the CUTEST way, but you'll also get an extra bonus out of it: enough time to shower. It's entertaining enough to keep your baby occupied for at least 15-20 minutes.

A baby swing. If you're deciding between a pack-n-play and a swing, or something else like that, choose a swing. If your baby has trouble sleeping or won't allow you to take a shower, you will thank the lord for your baby swing.

Flannel sheets. Cotton sheets are cute and cheap, but they get cold to the touch. Just when you rock that baby to sleep and feel like you could finally lay down for some rest, you transfer your baby to the crib and find the baby screaming from the change in temperature. Flannel sheets don't get so cold, and they're softer, so I found they help the baby transition from my arms to their bed. On the rare occasions that actually happened. ;)

Bouncer.
There are a lot of big baby items you definitely don't need. This is NOT one of them. If you ever plan to have a shower again, this is a must-buy item.  Try to find one with a vibrate function. They love that.

Spend your entire pregnancy learning how to tie one of those amazing slings around your body and baby. I don't have any idea how people do that, but every time I see a mom wearing her baby and her arms free to do other things (like shop, or scratch her nose), I think about how incredible it would have been. SERIOUSLY. Not all slings are created equal! My mom bought me a sling when I had Max, and I was so excited, but it turned out to just make him mad (and we started too late; he was already used to being free).

Gripe Water.
Not every baby gets Colic. But mine did, and Gripe Water seriously, seriously helped! Calmed my baby's tummy and helped him go to sleep when NOTHING else, and I mean NOTHING else would work. Think of it as your cup of hot tea. It's herbal and helps soothe without any chemicals, and I found that the baby liked the taste, too.

White Noise Machine
Some people (like my friend Jenn) have babies who sleep from the very first week they come home from the hospital. This is obscenely offensive to people like me who never got a moment of rest! If you find that your baby doesn't sleep well, the VERY first thing you need to buy (don't buy one before you know if your baby will have this particular issue, you might not need it!) is a white noise machine. My mom bought us this $25 one when Asher was a baby, and I cannot even tell you how it changed my life. He was particularly fond of the cricket noise... which drove everyone insane except me. To me that sound meant sleep, and I would gladly listen to it for months on end if it meant I could rest. Babies are used to hearing the constant swooshing of your bodily fluids, so a constant sound is seriously soothing to them. A quiet room is much different from what they're accustomed to.

Sleep Sac
I can't rave about this enough! The link here is totally random; I have no idea if that's a decent price or not, it's just to give you an idea of what I'm talking about. The sleep sac is a snuggie for babies. It's amazing. If you're like me, you'll spend sleepless nights worrying about your baby's safety because of the risk of SIDS. Every time I put a blanket in my baby's bed, I felt guilty because I knew it could suffocate him. The sleep sac is pajamas AND a blanket in one, without the risk of slipping up over the baby's face. Seriously amazing. I only bought one, you don't need a lot. Onesie + sleep sac is perfect for babies under a year. (After the baby can stand up in the crib, he won't want it anymore. It'll cramp his style! But by the time he's standing, he's pretty safe from SIDS anyway, right?)


The manufacture/advertising industry takes full advantage of moms-to-be. They have us convinced we need every little gadget and toy they've ever made, or our child will be fundamentally flawed in some way. As a poor mama, I am going to share some secrets with you.

Things you think you need but really don't need: 

A baby head rest. You know, it looks like an upside-down U and goes in the carseat? It's actually against SIDS recommendations to use them because babies can turn their head and stop breathing. I don't recommend this, and it voids your car seat's warranty as well, should something happen.

A cute diaper bag. You'll end up using whatever you can grab quickly anyway. If you insist on buying a cute diaper bag, buy it to match YOUR wardrobe, not your baby's. You're the one who will be hauling it around, not the baby. And if you expect your spouse to carry it around sometimes, it had better not be all pink and flowery.

Diaper warmer, wipes warmer. I never bought one of these, but when I asked Twitter what items they found were unnecessary, this is what I heard. My friend gave me a wipes warmer a while back, and I've got to admit, Max appreciated the lack of freezing cold wipes on his bum! But it's really, really not necessary. Again, we're talking about pinching pennies here.

Crib set. SIDS recommendations state that your baby should not sleep with bumper pads, blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, etc. They are not only unnecessary, they are dangerous. I KNOW you want that adorable crib set. I know it's fun. I know it totally makes your nursery theme complete. Skip it anyway. 

Boppy. Unless you're breastfeeding twins, this will probably just take up space.

Bumbo. Don't get me wrong, it's awesome; I had one with Max, but it's really only worthwhile for about 2 weeks. If they're too small, they will slide right out. The minute they get too big, the bumbo is useless. For me this period only lasted a couple of weeks and then we sold it.

A crib. I know, I know, I'm kidding. But seriously, though, you picture yourself bringing your baby home and putting it in the crib and it's going to look so cute in there sleeping... in reality, your baby won't tolerate a crib with cold sheets for quite some time, so if you really can't afford to buy a crib right away, don't!

High Chair. I know, it sounds ridiculous. But if you're short on space and money, this is a definite SKIP. The bouncer works just as well for feeding little babies their baby food, and babies hate that high chairs anyway.

This is JUST my own opinion!!! I'm not paid to say any of this, and of course different things work for different people. Did I forget something? Add to my recommendations! Comments are so helpful to the new moms reading this. 
See also: Aubrey's Guide to Pregnancy & Childbirth

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

....and we're back!

There's just no possible way for me to blog about the storm last week before my eyelids close tonight. I'm simply too worn out to go into detail about all that. Those of you in Utah know, so let's just say that we were hit pretty hard 'round these parts, so it took Comcast a week to restore our Internet.

Hallelujah, right?! I thought if we were to spend ONE MORE DAY without online gaming (H) and Twitter here at our house, we would surely end up in World War 3: Ortega-Style. No gaming makes for an incredibly grumpy Husband, and no Twitter or blog? Well, I think you already know what that might do to me.

Know what's cool, though? We were forced to entertain each other in other ways. Husband and I still managed to fight and ignore each other a good part of the time (ah, the joys of marriage), but the kids got some real facetime with us. It really pointed out to me how much more I could accomplish if I didn't spend most of my waking hours (not at work) online. I'm not insane, so it's not like I'll be going all anti-technology or anything (panic attack just thinking about it), but I do intend to spend more real time with my kids. For the first time in months (at least six), we pulled a board game out of the closet and played. We laughed, we tickled, we cuddled in bed when it was too cold. When the power went out we discovered the magic of mini flashlights + children (being able to see is cool, but most of all it's entertainment).

We got some good news this week, which has actually surprised me in the end. I didn't realize how little faith I had in the fairness of this world until I found myself shocked when my brother was treated fairly in his custody case. How sad that I was completely floored when the judge recognized his right to be a parent as EQUAL TO the right of the mother.

I found another surprise when I realized I genuinely felt for their mother, my brother's ex-wife, as well. How hard this ruling must be for her to accept, to understand, and to live with. I thought, after all the ways she'd hurt our family, I couldn't possibly care about where she ended up in all this.

But a mother is a mother.
A child is a child.
And a family, when broken, is always a tragedy.



I have a new sister-in-law, who is a sweet spirit and a good friend. I'm grateful to have her in my life, and I'm grateful my brother is able to feel truly loved and cared for. What I really should be surprised about is that I ever thought I could just forget the good in my former-sister-in-law, the woman who became my family and created my gorgeous nieces and nephew. Certainly she has hurt us. She has hurt me personally by the way she treated our family - and especially my brother - as disposable. And he of course had a right to fight for his place as the other parent. But no one WINS in a fallen marriage. Everyone ends up losing in a custody dispute. Everyone loses when a member of their family removes themselves from the family unit.

A "win" for my brother is actually just a tiny fraction of the fairness he deserved from the beginning, and the results are undoubtedly devastating to the woman he loved. The worst part is while I know he is overjoyed to be assured the time he deserves with his kids, I know him well enough to know that (although he hasn't said this to me), he is surely suffering from her pain as well.

Good and bad things are happening, and I'm working too hard and being paid too little. But I'm grateful to have a home and my children, who are still too young to hate me for my flaws. Their ignorance is my greatest blessing.

Sometimes that's as much gratitude as I can muster. At least it's something, right?


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