Sunday, August 07, 2011

Mom! MOM! MOOOM!

Last week in church an awesome friend decided to sing a duet in church before moving to California. Her husband wasn't with her so when the time came she simply left her two boys with their 14 month old sister in their seats surrounded by their church family just yards from where she stood to sing. In the middle of the song her oldest child walked up to the front and persistently tried to talk to his mother. "Mom! MOM! MOOOM! This us really important!" His mom kept singing and someone else stepped in to help. It wasn't until later that we all learned what he had been saying. "Mom! MOM! MOOOOM! This is really important! This is an emergency! I LOST THE BABY!" it turns out the woman just in front of him had picked her up and was holding her on her lap so she wouldn't wander off. Funny and so precious all rolled into one.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

A moment

Today I went to interview a pediatrician we are considering. While I was waiting for him to be available I decided to use the bathroom. While I was in there I noticed that my belly was totally hanging out if my shirt (pretty common these days so I started checking out some new stretch marks that I noticed. Then I saw it. My heart started to race as I examined the scariest looking sore on my stomach. It looks like... A huge hole in my abs or maybe a blood vessel is malfunctioning and swelling.... Wait, that is what is left of my belly button! Phew.

Shocked and amazed

We went to a birthing prep class this weekend. It left me shocked and amazed at the well designed human body. We were designed to birth. Did you know the breast has cells that take information from the baby's saliva to formulate milk based on the baby's nutritional needs? Made to order milk! Shocked and amazed. Or how about if an new born is left alone he will eventually crawl up his mother's chest and latch on to her breast all on his own. A new born! And guess what, that nipple stimulation causes the mother's uterus to contract and helps prevent hemorrhaging. Obviously the smartest being in the universe designed this all very carefully. We were designed to a T, and kind of a magical T at that.

Saturday, July 09, 2011

Emotional much?

I am officially an emotional wreck. It's hard to write but I feel like I need to acknowledge it all by putting it out there,kinda like the beginnings of the twelve step program or something. So most of you know that this is not our first pregnancy. The last one left me with a lot if insecurities which showed up a little early on but really haven't been around much lately ... Until yesterday. Now I'm a total wreck. I'm constantly worried that something might be wrong and I don't know it and it will all be a loss like last time all because I don't really know what I am doing. Is he moving enough? How much is enough? Now I'm having nightmares about going to a highschool volleyball game but having to stop by the student store to buy tampons and a pregnancy test to confirm what I fear is the loss of thus baby before I have to call everyone to deliver the bad news.
I think I am just so close to this one being real that I'm scared to loose it all again. Sigh. On ward.

Sunday, July 03, 2011

Back on track

Well I haven't been the most faithful blogger. Mostly because I'm busy trying to survive. But I need to keep up our family record so I'm back on track. 

I just finished off my first year of teaching 3rd grade, we're in the middle of moving to the Richmond ghetto so that we can actually afford our apartment and I've been puking my brains out for the past 32 weeks. But there is a good reason for that and here is the proof. A real live baby who will debut later this summer!
This past weekend we celebrated our friend, Allison, with a friend's weekend at Lake Anna.  Allison is the kind of friend that should have 3 or 4 or 5 birthdays a year. We celebrated Allison... and America.
 We headed out early the next morning for the "Tacky Boat Parade" where boats become the parade floats and people self-elect to be participants in the parade by becoming a passenger on one of the boats. Just before the parade launch I realized with all the festivities I had forgotten my medicine the night before and had two options 1. throw up all day probably freaking everyone else out and spoiling the fun or B. sleep all day. I chose option B but it caused me to be a less entertaining parade participant.
 
 Luckily we went out later that night for some fireworks on the lake.  Everyone left late Saturday night or early Sunday morning because we all wanted to make it to church on Sunday morning. I have to admit that it was pleasantly strange to be in such faithful company when we all go to different churches. Usually we're the only weirdos that like to do that.
 In other summer news, our good friends Katy and Jake packed up and headed back to Oregon. Jake was the other Mormon in grad school in the art department with Gian. Gian always jokes (fairly seriously) about how the most outrageous thing you can do as an artist these days is be religious. I can't speak to that but Katy and I sure loved our walks. Now how am I going to get myself to exercise? Gian used his artist capital to tell them we were going to miss them. 

The night before they left we had them over for a BBQ and swim in the pool. We were totally surprised to find the pool empty and soon discovered why when as soon as they arrived it began to pour. We sat under the cover or the deck and watched a classic summer thunderstorm which really couldn't have been orchestrated any better because Katy LOVES a good thunderstorm. What a way to see her off. We spent the time debating how to cook our food but ended up running to the car and heading for our go-to restaurant Joe's Inn (thanks to our friend the Driebe's who happen to own it and are constantly treating us to more free meals than we can usually manage. Note to self: I hope to be Driebe-generous some day).
 But they didn't leave before we all got together for another great gathering with Amelia, Christopher and friends for a birthday celebration for Christopher.
 Speaking of Amelia, here she is in all of her exuberant glory. There is nothing exaggerated about this picture. This is how you are likely to be greeted by her. The best explanation I can think of to help a a person who has not had the pleasure of meeting her in person is that she is Meryl Streep's character of Julia Child from the movie Julie and Julia. When she shows up at Gian's art functions no one knows quite how to take her and are sure she is "playing with them" because no one... NO ONE is THAT happy, outgoing and genuinely interested in other human beings.
 And the birthday boy himself has charm of his own to offer as he welcomes us to his house.
 Our Richmond summer has not disappointed... and is sure to end with a bang.

Monday, May 30, 2011

Calling all Mothers

Dear friends...

I'm quickly realizing that I had better figure out what I am doing and fast. This baby will be here in no time and I'm going to have to read my little buns off in the next few months to try to at least vaguely know what on earth I am doing. I know, I know... there is no owners manual blah blah blah and I'm likely to just feel like a silly fool no matter what but it can't hurt to try to know at least something. So what books helped you learn how to do the new born and first year stuff?

What gear do you absolutely love?

...HELP!

Sunday, December 05, 2010

Christmas Traditions

This year  we are having our own Christmas. Kids or no kids, it is time to build our own family. I'm REALLY excited. We are trying to think about some good fun Christmas traditions. Any suggestions?

Friday, December 03, 2010

Forest Poetry 2

Here is their actual work.

Forest Poetry from Andrea Pierotti on Vimeo.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Forest Poerty

We went with the first graders to the forest next to our school. We played, explored, listened, wrote poetry and took pictures. It was a perfect day!







These were all taken by children to accompany their poems.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

NYC

We went to New York for a group art show with a bunch of old friends. Words cannot describe. So here are some pictures. It was one of the best weeks of my life.



Wednesday, August 11, 2010

My Mermaid

Our friends came to Richmond as one of many stops on a family road trip and, like always, it was so fun to see them. We spent the first night eating good Vietnamese food and swimming in the hotel pool.
The next day Gian gave them a tour of his art studio. It was cute to watch him have a little audience. Then they climbed the walls (literally) before we toured the awesome cemetery and ate world famous Buzz and Ned's BBQ! YUM!
Here is my very own mermaid who had just learned to swim that day. She is so tenacious. She was determined to practice and practice and practice and every time she wanted to do just a little more than she had before I thought about how much more we all needed to be like my mermaid. Later her brothers became sharks who chased her and Gian was the king she would call for help. It was just so fun. I think I can't resist a 3 year old. I always seem to fall in love with them. It's always a little bitter sweet for Gian and I when we get to be around any of our friends' awesome kids. We go home and tell each other while we are lying in bed, "someday we'll have our own sharks and mermaid."

The day I loved a dog


I am NOT a dog lover in this life. In fact, it would be difficult to find a person who gets more annoyed by dogs then I do. They slobber and breath their nasty breath right in your face. They makes people houses smell and pee on pillows. That's probably where it all started. My favorite feather pillow got peed on at a sleepover in elementary school. When it comes down to it my feelings are usually less about the dog and more about their training and care on the part of the owners. A dog with manners and good hygene does not bother me one bit. I just find them to be the exception rather than the rule.
We watched the dog of some friends for 3 days. Well not just a dog... a puppy. It was seriously hard work. We live up several flights of stairs and his bladder is oh so small. He wanted to play all the time. I was so relieved anytime he fell asleep.
But he also loved me. He followed me around our apartment from room to room and tilted his head all cute when I talked to him and even laid on my toes and kept them warm while I brushed my teeth. I think about him often now and I'll admit that I even miss him ... sometimes. But I am sure that at least for one day of my life I loved a dog.






Tuesday, August 03, 2010

This...



is why I love my husband!

projects


I found pictures of some of the project work my 2nd grade students did this past year and wanted to share. The group above studied different kinds of houses around the world. They became particularly interested in Igloos and the Inuit people. I wish I had pictures of their model igloo they quickly made in the snow before it melted so they could test the building method with the real material. You can kind of see in in the photo graph on the board behind the first photo. If only we had had time to build a life sized one. Eventually they made a museum exhibit to share their knowledge. This is the Styrofoam model they made for the exhibit.

The backgrounds were my favorite part of the play. The children drew 5 or so backgrounds that we copied on to transparency and projected on a sheet from behind. The children acted in front of the scene. I'm purposely choosing darker photos to be more anonymous. The backgrounds changed to fit the scenes and the characters even traveled through the forest to get from the royal castle to the evil wizards' hideout. I just LOVE their beautiful line drawings!

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Luck

"Generosity is luck going in the opposite direction, away from you." Twyla Tharp

If you want to be lucky, be generous!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Oh, Graveyards, How I Love Thee

I went to Boston for a conference a little while back. Nothing excited me more than stumbling upon amazing old graveyards. Check out some of the cool headstone artwork. I could have stayed for hours and every stone was worthy of a photo. My travel companion was far less interested so I had to make it quick.
There were a million different versions of this skull with wings. I wonder what it means.


Here are a few cabbage patch versions. I love the huge, scared eyes on the first one.


These last few are my favorite. I loved these elaborate scenes of skeletons snuffing out candles and being carried away by father time... or death... or whoever that guy is.


New

Here is the newest family footwear for our latest barefoot running adventures. We made them ourselves after a trip to the leather store. Talk about super light!

Tuesday, June 08, 2010

It's Official

I am a barefoot runner. I've been running barefoot on and off for over a year. It all started with shin splints. Anyone who has had bad shin splints know that no matter how long you rest the moment you start running again they come back. So I started running barefoot on the grass in Provo with my great friend Michelle in our Unicorn Running club.

Then I read this book. I loved the story and also the chapter sprinkled throughout that dealt with anthropology, technique and physiology. If you are my friend and a runner... or even not a runner you really should read this.
Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes and the Greatest Race the World Has Ever Seen.

Image from Amazon.com

I went with Gian and some friends to a barefoot running clinic last night. If there was any doubt before, it is official now. I am a barefoot runner.
Do you love how similar these books covers look. HA! If you want to know more this books would be a great place to start. They started a group of 300 barefoot runners in Boulder CO. These were the people who ran the clinic. The books seems really informative but it was really great to see all the form in real life with my own eyes.