Valentine’s Gift Ideas!

January 14th, 2012 by Alissa

Our house has pretty much been at a standstill for a couple weeks.  We’ve been doing a whole lot of nothing and only leaving the house when absolutely necessary (like to rent movies or buy ice cream).  Levi had knee surgery last Wednesday to reconstruct his ACL.  He is doing great and impressed his physical therapists at his first appointment on Friday.  The PT said he was the “best ACL recovery he’s ever seen”, which is awesome.  He also gave Levi the go ahead to ditch his crutches and clunky brace, hurrah!  And Levi only took pain meds for the first 8 days post-op, and now he isn’t even taking ibuprofen or anything.  So proud of him for putting in the hard work to get his knee moving again and so thankful for such a skilled surgeon.

So while Levi was recovering Sol and I read lots of books, and watched Planet Earth while eating popcorn, and basically just relaxed.  I was looking forward to getting out of the house and being more active this weekend since Levi is feeling so good, but then last night the plague hit me like a speeding garbage truck.  And by the plague, I mean the flu.  24 weeks pregnant and the flu is not a great combination, just fyi.  I had some contractions this morning from being dehydrated (a fever and no desire to eat or drink will do that to you).  But I think I’m on top of it now and will just have to wait it out.  I hope Sol and Levi don’t get sick, too!  So rather than enjoying the Denver sunshine today we are cooped up at home again, me mostly in bed.  Our big plans for the day are to watch the Denver Broncos game (probably from bed).

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I have a couple of new prints in the shop that would be fabulous Valentine’s Day gifts for the special guy or gal in your life.  You have lots of time left to order to get your print in time!
Mr. Darcy’s proposal to Lizzie from Pride and Prejudice:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Song of Solomon 6:3 :

 

Personalized ‘Why I Love You’ Print (the one below is the one I made for Levi!):

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here’s to a Saturday of sleep, hydration, and more sleep!

Is Spanking Biblical?

January 4th, 2012 by Alissa

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I come from a family where spanking was done in anger, and out of desperation.  It was an emotional outburst, a reaction.  “Well, I’ll teach him!”  That sort of thing.  There was also hitting, and shaking, and pushing, and all kinds of other physical punishment/retaliation that fall outside the traditional definition of spanking.  In my family (aunts, uncles, cousins) parenting was a power struggle.  It didn’t really matter if you were right, or what course of action would most benefit the child in the long run.  The point was you were the parent and so it was going to be your way.  Period.  Religion of any kind and my family of origin do not really mix.  A few members of my family have ‘tried out’ different faiths over the years, but mostly I come from very agnostic stock.

I married a man who comes from a big family of very conservative Christian evangelicals.  In his family spanking is the norm, and is viewed as the “Biblical Way” to raise children.  In his family, generally, spanking is a decision made in advance, and is explained pretty thoroughly to the children all through their young years.  From what I have witnessed and heard from parents in his family, spanking and hitting are two very different things to them.  Spanking is done out of “love and not anger.”  And usually after a child has disobeyed, they are told the spanking is coming, and sent off to the bathroom to await it.  The kids understand that they have disobeyed their parents, which is a sin, and their parents must spank them because God has told them to.

My family has had a hard time with some of our parenting decisions, and I’m sure they might have more issues if we didn’t live 1200 miles away and they saw us regularly.  Levi’s family on the other hand has been pretty great about letting things go.  I know a lot of people in his family think we are doing a great disservice to our children by not spanking and that our children are going to be wild and unruly.  But they have been completely respectful and some of them have even been fairly open to talking about this emotionally charged issue.

Somewhere in the middle of all of this are Levi and I.  We’ve each had our own struggles with church, and with God.  We have seen God’s hand in our lives so clearly these past 5 and half years of marriage.  We believe in Jesus, which means we also believe in a grace-filled faith.  We believe in a God of love and acceptance.  We believe that spirituality is messy.  We ask God questions, we argue with him, we yearn for answers that we may not get until we’re in the New Jerusalem.  We hypothesize and underline passages and lookup the original Hebrew text.  We pray and pray and pray and pray.

My issues with spanking are numerous and scientifically backed and sometimes just common sense.  But recently discussions with family and friends have centered on this idea that spanking is THE way that Jesus-loving parents discipline their children.  My journey to questioning this assumption begins with how backwards that seems.  God doesn’t discipline me by spanking.  He doesn’t cause me physical pain or discomfort for disobeying him.  He doesn’t give me the same ‘punishment’ for any and every transgression.  I don’t get extra ‘swats’ when I commit a ‘big’ sin.  I’m not really convinced that God punishes me at all.  I have sinned.  Every day.  I have flamboyantly disregarded God’s commands for my life.  I have known the right thing to do and walked in the opposite direction on purpose.  And all I have experienced is unending love and grace.  Unexplainable, illogical acceptance.  Blessings that rain down on my dirty face just because I’m His, and and not because I deserve it.   So it doesn’t make sense to me that this God of grace and love and freedom would ask me to spank my child and teach them obedience by fear.

The biblical basis for spanking comes down to a few verses in Proverbs.

1. Proverbs is a collection of ‘sayings and riddles of the wise’ (Proverbs 1:6) mostly compiled by King Solomon. Solomon is not the person in the Bible I would go to for parenting advice as his son Rehoboam was a self-centered, egotistical ruler who ignored the elders in his circle and was rebellious and overall a terrible leader.  It is also a COLLECTION OF SAYINGS and not a LIST OF RULES STRAIGHT FROM THE MOUTH OF JESUS.  I have issue with basing spanking mostly on the book of Proverbs because Proverbs also warns against winking (Proverbs 10:10) and says that it would be better in some situations to kill yourself rather than eat too much (Proverbs 23:2).  Clearly there is a lot of hyperbole, metaphor, and outdatedness to this book, and to take it 100% literally in the first place seems foolish.

2. Most of the verses used to promote spanking use the word ‘rod’. Rod does not mean your hand, or a wooden spoon, or a switch, or whatever else ‘Biblical’ spankers use to strike their children.  The Hebrew word used in Proverbs is shebet which is most accurately translated as a scepter (like a king would have) or a large branch/walking stick.  So if you’re going to be literal here, “Biblical” spanking would involve a much larger weapon than even spanking parents would use on their child.  It is very possible that this was originally meant to be taken symbolically, like a shepherds rod (which was used to gently redirect and to beat off wolves).

3. Most of the verses use the word ‘child’ or ‘son’. Many Christians today interpret this as meaning a young child, 2-8 years old or so.  I’m not actually sure when most people stop spanking.  But just like we have words in English that describe a child more specifically by age, so does Hebrew.  We use newborn, infant, toddler, child, preteen, adolescent, etc.  The Hebrew words yeled, yonek, olel, and taph describe the youngest children, from newborn up to preteen are NEVER FOUND IN THESE VERSES.  For example, in Proverbs 22:13 and 15, the Hebrew word used in na’ar, which is the same Hebrew word used in Deuteronomy 21:18-21 which says:

18 If someone has a stubborn and rebellious son who does not obey his father and mother and will not listen to them when they discipline him, 19 his father and mother shall take hold of him and bring him to the elders at the gate of his town. 20 They shall say to the elders, “This son of ours is stubborn and rebellious. He will not obey us. He is a glutton and a drunkard.” 21 Then all the men of his town are to stone him to death. You must purge the evil from among you. All Israel will hear of it and be afraid.

So, obviously, na’ar is an older child or teenager if he is capable of being a glutton.  Further, we don’t take this verse literally when our teenaged sons disobey us and become drunkards.  Doesn’t that seem a little hypocritical?

My point here is that we can’t say that spanking is biblical, because the “Biblical” version of things involves beating a preteen or teenager with a big walking stick, and even stoning them to death if that doesn’t work.  The Bible never, ever says that we should hit our young ones with our hands or a small switch of some kind.  It never says to pull down their pants and swat them.  It never says that we should use spanking as a methodical mode of discipline.

I have a lot more ideas about what the Bible DOES say about parenting.  And I have a lot more to say about our decision to never spank.  But I think I have been preachy and soapboxy enough for one evening.  Please hear this before you comment in real life or on this post: I fully support the autonomy of parents, and I also believe that it is a parents job to educate themselves and make the best choices they can for their kids.  The way I parent is not going to work in all families, and I don’t think you should do things my way.  It just seems that the spanking argument always ends with ‘Well, it’s biblical and I’m a Christian so I spank.” And that is just not going to cut it for me anymore.

For two fabulous posts on this topic from two of my favorite blogs please see:

Emerging Mummy: In Which I Talk About Spanking

Metropolitan Mama: 7 Reasons We Don’t Spank

Gratuitous Cute Toddler Video

November 1st, 2011 by Alissa

Sol figured out how to say his name.  Also moose noises.

 

Pumpkin Patch 2011

October 17th, 2011 by Alissa

This weekend we went up to Rock Creek Farm to pick our pumpkins for Halloween.  We’re not huge into Halloween, but we are really into the Autumn/Harvest season and love to carve pumpkins.  It was pretty warm and the fields were nice and dry so we didn’t get all muddied up.

Sol had a great time picking out a pumpkin and trying to carry it around.  He kept saying ‘HEAVY!’ and then setting it down for a minute.  He wouldn’t let us help him carry it either.

After we chose our pumpkins we had some pumpkin bread and caramel apples.  And the highlight of the day was getting to pet some of the biggest horses I have ever seen in my life.  They had them pulling a hay ride around and they were HUGE!

Today is it chilly and rainy so I guess between having pumpkins on the porch waiting to be carved and the weather today, Fall is really here!  In Denver, Autumn usually lasts, oh, about two weeks.  So I need to enjoy it while I can and prepare for a snowy winter!

I would much rather have a blueberry than cancer!

September 20th, 2011 by Alissa

“I would much rather have a blueberry than cancer!”  Is what I told my OB/GYN yesterday.

A few weeks ago I canceled my biopsy surgery because I found out I was pregnant!  I was scared and confused and had four thousand questions because cancer and babies don’t really go together.  We learned that if I had abnormal cells or cancer cells I was almost guaranteed an early miscarriage.  Fast forward through a lot of prayer and trying to stay calm to yesterday.

I had an ultrasound after having made it smoothly to 7 weeks, and we just could not have received better news! We got to see our little one’s heartbeat, and he/she is measuring right on.  The areas we’ve been concerned about look a lot closer to normal, and I got the all clear to transfer back to the midwives I delivered Solomon with!

Our baby is about the size of a blueberry this week (since the silly quote to by OB/GYN), and Levi and I are already arguing names!  I’m due May 7, 2012 and am starting to relax a bit and get excited!

Thanks so much for your prayers during the roller coaster of the last couple months.  We are so thrilled to be growing a little brother or sister for Solomon rather than facing a surgery to diagnose cancer.

August 30th, 2011 by Alissa

I really love working on custom orders in the shop and wanted to share a new one with you.  This print is now available all the time in my shop, but was inspired by a custom order!

 

 

The idea was to celebrate these two people from different places coming together.  The print ended up being a wedding gift and inspired me to make this new print a regular in the shop.  Milo is from the USA, Amy is from Australia, and their wedding on February 6, 2008 brought them together forever!

Isn’t it amazing that people can grow up so far apart and still meet and fall in love and rearrange the world to be together?  Beautiful!

Dear Solomon: Two Years

August 26th, 2011 by Alissa

You are two!  We had a little birthday party for you with just family and a few friends and you had a ball.  Every few minutes you would run over to the food table and point at your birthday cake and say “Cake! Cake!” and then demonstrate blowing out candles.

You are headstrong.  You are stubborn.  But with just a little love and a little extra time you nearly always come around and cooperate.  You are a great little listener.  You’ll be playing with your train or something, and I’ll say “Come on Sol, we need to get your shoes on.” And you will set your train just so on the tracks and then run over to me wondering where we’re going while we put your shoes on.

You love the cats, especially Amos, because he is fat and slow and you can catch him and use him as a pillow.

You are patient (usually). You are kind.  You say you’re sorry when you hurt someone and usually give them a  hug and a kiss.  You are a climber.  A jumper.  A loud-noise-maker.

You love when Daddy is home at bedtime because then he tells you rhymes until you fall asleep.  You love to read and your favorite book is “Six Foolish Fisherman” and everytime you say ‘fisherman’ I melt a little bit inside.  You learn new things every day.  We practice counting and colors and learning where Dad hides his Sour Patch Kids.

When you get really excited about something you jump up and down and clap your hands and yell “Yay! Yay! Yay!”

We have a couple of little babies in our lives that we see sometimes and you are so gentle and careful and quiet with them.

You love fruit more than another kind of food and will eat half a carton of blueberries with some pancakes for breakfast.  You’ve started asking for milk instead of water.  And you have a raging sweet tooth just like your mother.

You like to try things for yourself a couple times first, but instead of melting down if you can’t do it you just ask for help.  You love baths and Moo-Moo and kissing Daddy’s picture when he’s at work.

I love you.  I love you at two and I think the terrible twos are going to be more like the cuddly, hilarious, and tonka truck twos.

Smooches and squeezes baby boy.

Solomon’s Room Mood Board

August 19th, 2011 by Alissa

We are knee deep in paint and blue painter’s tape right now as we start remodeling Sol’s room.  We live in a little brick bungalow so his room is pretty small, so we need to make the most of our space!  He has huge windows that let in lots of light and a decent sized closet.  I made a little mood board to keep us on track as we move from paint to furniture and styling in the next couple weeks.  Hopefully a before and after post will be in order sooner than later!

 

1. Max from Where the Wild Things Are Print.  By Nan Lawson.

2. A ceiling fan for under $100 that isn’t hideous! From Home Depot.

3. Simple bunk bed.  From IKEA.

4. A simplified rendition of what I am imagining for Sol’s quilt.  Pluses and simple colors.

5. Inspiration for how we’ll store Sol’s books.  From Ohdeedoh.

6. Gray bin.  From The Container Store.

7. Storage shelf, which will go under the window.  I’ll probably upholster a cushioned seat on top.  From IKEA.

8. Sol’s accent wall.  His whole room is the dark gray (Behr’s Dark Granite) and then we’ll put horizontal stripes on one wall (in Behr’s Vibrant).  His little closet is also painted this bold yellow color.

 

What do you think?!?!  Any ideas or suggestions for us?  I feel like we need a 4th color going on in there, but I’m not sure what to add.  I also need ideas for curtain fabric…

At least.

August 6th, 2011 by Alissa

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This past week has been really hard.  Emotionally draining, physically draining, spiritually draining.

Sitting in the bathroom feeling sorry for myself, because it is the middle of the night and I am so sick I can’t sleep.

Standing on the sidewalk holding Solomon while smoke pours out the hood of my car while I’m on hold with the towing company.

Trying to comfort a scared baby who just pulled our dish cabinet over and shattered every. single. thing. in it.

Feeling inadequate, fed up, and anxious all at the same time.

 

You ever have one of those weeks?  Everything is going wrong and little things are big things and good Lord I haven’t washed my hair in 4 days.  Yeah, it’s been one of those.  But you know what, at least I am able to afford medical care.  At least I have a bathroom to be sick in.  And a husband to come check on me and bring me a fan because it is so hot in our little brick bungalow.  At least my car broke down in slow residential traffic and not on the highway where I certainly would have crashed.  At least that cabinet didn’t fall ON TOP OF Solomon and he was only scared and not hurt.  At least we have camping dishes to use for now.  At least.  At least.  At least.  It is amazing how much grace pours out of these negative situations.  Amazing how easy it is to see Providence in the bad times.

 

Thanks for all of your prayers and notes and smiles.  Here’s to a relaxing weekend and a better week next week!

The C Word

July 26th, 2011 by Alissa

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Right about now I’m wishing I could conjure up a Patronus and drive these dementorish thoughts away.

So this is a direct quote from my OB/GYN last week:

“You need to prepare mentally for this to be cancer.”

Seriously?!?! That is up there with the last things you ever want to hear come out of your OB/GYN’s mouth.  I was totally stunned and automatically started going through worst case scenarios.  Oh God, I’m not going to have any more biological children.  I’m going to have to quit my job to have chemo.  What if it’s stage 2 or 3 or oh Jesus 4?

Deep breath.

Let me give you some back story.  My family has a history of female cancers.  And cancer in general.  People dying too young, suffering too much, remission, relapse, surgery, chemo.  So when I started having issues I got real nervous, real fast.

I breastfed Solomon until he was 22 months old.  Breastfeeding was enough to keep my cycle away for 20 months, which means that, combined with pregnancy, I went for 2 and a half years with no cycle.  When Sol weaned it came back hardcore.  And didn’t stop.  For six weeks.  SIX weeks.  My midwifery group that I usually see referred me to the OB/GYN’s they work with.  I had blood work, a scan, an ultrasound, a history.  And my scan and ultrasound look terrible.  Like there would have been no end in sight if I hadn’t gone in.

At first they were scheduling me for an out patient surgery to check things out and get biopsy samples.  I have no desire to go under general anesthesia, I am still young, and the timing lined up a little too closely with Sol’s weaning for me to be convinced though.  So after some questioning and resisting and a really understanding Dr. we decided to try some pretty intense hormones to try to get my body to effectively ‘reset’.  We are really hoping that my hormones were just really screwy after not having a cycle for so long.

I go back in 3 weeks to have another scan/ultrasound/bloodwork and then make a plan.  We will do a biopsy either way, but I am really hoping that my scan looks great so I can just have the ‘very-uncomfortable-but-you’ve-been-through-natural-labor-so-you’ll-be-fine’ biopsy rather than the general anesthesia, possible long term damage biopsy.

I feel pretty lousy, you guys.  I’m anemic and tired and worn out and anxious.  But you know what?  Even if it is cancer, even if Sol is my only biological baby, even if things get worse before they get better, God has plans for me.  Plans to give me a hope and a future.  Me freaking out and being a basket case for the next three weeks is not going to help.  So I’m praying for peace, and acceptance of whatever comes our way.

Friends (in-real-life and blogosphere alike), pray for me please.