Monthly Archives: May 2010

The final extremity, or a history of marriage with this man.

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Arm # 1:  (injury location–Tallulah Gorge) 

We’d only been married a few months when my husband showed up at our door cradling a sublexed shoulder.  Covered in dirt with leaves in his hair.  I don’t remember the details.  I’m sure it was a great story.  He had injured it while running the infamous Tallulah Gorge.  After bravely telling his kayak party to “go ahead without me, I’ll be fine,” he climbed out of the gorge carrying his boat and painfully made his way home.  The next day, we welcomed Dr. Baumgarten into the family. 

Leg # 1:   (injury location–Middle-of-Nowhere, NY)

Famous last words, “just one more tree.”  Scott and I had taken 10 teenagers deep into the woods to work on a project.  We were building a prayer glade meant for seclusion and beauty.  We had transported all the kids to this spot via a tractor-pulled hay cart.  The manly men of our party–two college students and Scott–were “clearing the view” (i.e. chainsawing all the poor trees in their path) on a ridiculously steep incline.  The injury was, well, let’s just say it was gruesome.  A very bumpy hay-ride, ambulance transport, and a terrible introduction to NY public hospitals = icing on the cake. 

Yes, that is my hubs in the middle.  The one brandishing the chainsaw.  And yes, the pic to the left was taken just before the drama.  The Prayer Rim project turned out nicely, though.  We can truly say it was built with blood, sweat, and tears.  The tears were mine (and Josh Finch’s). 

  

Leg # 2:  (injury location–icy trail, NC)

A slip on ice while hiking results in a broken leg–not the clean break kind, of course; the spiral break kind.  The kind that requires surgeries and pins.  Mr. if-its-gonna-happen-it-will-happen-in-the-middle-of-nowhere had to hike out of the wilderness by pulling himself along the ground.  Even crossing a river.  Why hello, again, Dr. Baumgarten.  Really, it has been too long.

Arm # 2 (injury location–Ocoee River, TN)

Kayak + big rock = broken face and another sublexed shoulder.  He’s scheduled for surgery tomorrow.  Should I bring cookies for our friend, Dr. B?

Norah’s Soapbox

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Norah on her future career: 

Me:  What are you drawing?

Norah:  It is a picture of what I want to be when I grow up.  I’m standing on a stage telling people how to have babies.

Scott:  That is called a soapbox. 

Me:  She is indeed my child

Norah on Noelle’s upcoming birth:

Norah:  I’m going to be the third person to hold baby Asher. 

Me:  Who is first?

Norah:  Uncle Zach.

Me:  You don’t think Aunt Noelle should be first?

Norah:  No, silly mama, Uncle Zach gets the baby out and then hands him to Aunt Noelle.  She feeds him.  And then it is my turn to hold him. 

Norah on her own birth one day:

Norah:  I sure hope you’re there with me, mama.  And I want Aunt Noelle to give me cups of ice water.  And I want my birth tub to be purple. 

After a playdate (with the midwife’s daughters):

Norah (whining):  Mama, it was my turn to have a baby but Tallulah wouldn’t let me.

Me:  Why wouldn’t Tallulah let you?

Norah:  Cause she said Clem had to nurse the baby before it could be born again.

The Gift of Grace

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I’m participating in a mama’s Bible study.  We are going through the book, The Ministry of Motherhood by Sally Clarkson.  Each week focuses on a gift mothers can give to their children.  This week’s gift is grace (my favorite!).

I thought I’d share some notes from each week’s class. 

Grace comes free of charge; no strings attached.  We don’t deserve this love and favor.  Absolutely nothing we can do to get it.  Only receive it.  And give it.  The Greek word for Grace is “charis” and the root is a verb meaning “I rejoice, I am glad.”

We talked about how a key component to grace is that it is unconditional.  Of course we love our kiddos unconditionally.  But conditional parenting can be sneaky.  So what does conditional parenting look like?  It includes

  • perceived love withdrawal:  even if you aren’t withdrawing your love when your child misbehaves, if your child thinks you are…it is conditional
  • “if you…then you” types of statements
  • when kids feel they are competing with something for our love (our work, the computer, facebook, siblings)
  • unrealistic developmental expectations
  • imposing our goals on our children–sports, classes, areas of interest

We looked at the story in John 21 when (after cooking breakfast for his disciples–I love this!), Jesus reaffirms his relationship with Peter and his belief in Peter’s ministry.  He doesn’t lecture, punish, shame Peter for denying him.  He doesn’t even bring it up.  As a mama, I have failed spectacularly and this story gives me hope.  It is also a great lesson on how I can interact with my kids when they fail spectacularly. 

Then we looked at John 13, when Jesus washed his disciples’ feet.  This story gives a picture of grace through servanthood.  We talked about how Jesus motivated obedience by putting the disciples’ welfare above his own.  Sometimes by giving them power.  We talked about children’s needs for power. 

We talked about the grace of encouraging words.  And looked at my favorite verse:  Zeph 3:17.  How can I quiet my children with love and rejoice over them with singing?

Our final area of grace is forgiveness.  Are our homes safe enough places for confession?  Or will our kids hide their behavior because they fear the punishments?  And when kids mess up, we don’t need to burden our kids with guilt for what they’ve done.  God doesn’t do that to us.  He forgives and forgets. Romans 2:4.  What leads us to repentance?  Kindness.  How can consequences and discipline be tempered with kindness?

We ended the week’s study with a discipline tool:  the Comfort Corner.  A comfort corner teaches children an important life skill:  to learn to step away and regroup when they are in crazyland.  Just as adults need a coffee break, children do, too.  The most important factor in using this tool is to remember the CC is a safe zone.  There is no talk of the behavior or discipline in the CC.  The CC is for having a snack, snuggling, reading a book, playing, cooling down.  The issue or behavior can be addressed later when you and the child have calmed.  There is also no forcing a child to go to the CC.  You can suggest it or even place them there but they can leave when they choose.  I suggest adults have CCs as well!  We introduced a comfort corner to Norah at around 14 months.  Norah’s CC was first a corner of the family room with floor pillows, then it was an indoor tent.  Now it is her bed. 

Next week’s gift is inspiration.

Lately

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Adoring:  Alba Kukui Nut Cream

Still Listening To:  Midlake

Proud of:  my husband’s latest woodturning art

Never Leaving Home Without:  Jason’s Mineral Sunbrella

Appreciating:  Dr. Polo Shirt

Nostalgic:  my dad cooking breakfast for me–the same breakfast he always made on Saturday mornings when I was a kid

Re-reading:  The Joys of Motherhood by Buchi Emecheta (don’t let the title fool ya–it is not joyful)

Buying:  Baby legwarmers

Drinking:  Zhena’s Gypsy Earl Green Tea

Working on:  prenatals, classes, and a new birth project soon to be revealed

Wishing:  that I could make a salad as yummy as my mom’s

Giddy About:  my sister’s growing belly

Feeling:  nervous about the grace-based discipline study group I’m facilitating (what was I thinking??)

Missing Terribly:  dear friends who have returned to the north lands

Greenville Hypnobabies Class

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I’m now accepting registrations for my next Hypnobabies class series.  I have emailed everyone who has expressed interest.  If you want info, please email me (j_byers at bellsouth dot net).

Class will meet for 6 consecutive Sundays (5pm-8pm) beginning June 13.  The class maximum is 5 couples.

All the Pregnant Mamas

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I’m participating in an event designed just for you tomorrow.  Greenville’s first “Tea with the Doulas” is happening at Baby Impressions on Congaree Rd.  10:30am. 

Come learn all sorts of tricks doulas use to support women in their birthing times.  We’ll have door prizes, yummy food, and, of course, tea.  And it is free. 

This event is perfect for someone who is considering a doula or would like to learn more about doulas.

See you there!

She wore an itsy bitsy

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Tie-Dye for Bonaire

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I’m terrible at tie-dye.  My friend, Hippie, is fantastic at tie-dye.  A real live professional tie-dyest (?).  And he is currently dyeing for a cause.  Yeah, I know, that sentence is awkward.  I’m sorry, it is late and I’m so very tired. 

Let me put it this way. 

Buy his stuff.  Money will go to people who need stuff. 

Here is Cedar sporting Hippie’s threads (why yes, she is enjoying her first taste of Barley’s pizza):

Tend it or make it grow

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My sister and brother-in-law gave Norah a fantastic little book.  It is called Praying With Our Feet by Lisa Weaver.  Ingrid Hess is the illustrator.   Both women are Mennonites.

I’ll start with the fun things I love about the book:

  • first person from the perspective of a little girl
  • little girl’s aunt wears her baby in a stylin’ sling
  • illustrations are crazy colorful
  • the town map includes a community garden and food coop
  • diversity, diversity, diversity
  • the minister is a woman.  and she knits.  and wears sandals.

The serious things I love about the book:

It is a message of peace.  And action.  And love.  Praying with our feet, in this book, means walking for peace.  “While we walk, I remember that my minister often says the voice of Jesus is love.  Every person is our neighbor, not just the people who live right beside us.”

I thought of this book tonight because I’ve been listening to a sermon podcast series on Jonah.  I know, I know, when we think of Jonah, many of us immediately flashback to Sunday School pictures of a whale.  And that is really all we remember about this short book. 

Norah recently asked me to read the entire book straight from the Bible.  She had read a children’s version and I suppose she wanted to know more.  After reading the entire book to her, I suppose I wanted to know more. 

What I learned:

  • Nineveh was in Assyria
  • The Assyrians were brutal and oppressive to the Jewish people
  • The Assyrians were really, really brutal and oppressive to the Jewish people
  • Jonah was a Jew
  • Jonah wanted God to destroy Nineveh
  • While he sat hoping for Nineveh’s destruction, God sent a vine to provide shade for him
  • When God later sent a worm to whither the vine, Jonah pouted and said (rather dramatically) that he was angry enough to die

And here it is (Jonah 4:9-11):

But God said to Jonah, “Do you have a right to be angry about the vine?” 

“I do,” he said. “I am angry enough to die.”

But the LORD said, “You have been concerned about this vine, though you did not tend it or make it grow. It sprang up overnight and died overnight.  But Nineveh has more than a hundred and twenty thousand people who cannot tell their right hand from their left, and many cattle as well. Should I not be concerned about that great city?”

Ahhh, God tended these people and made them grow.  These are his children, too.  It is offensive, is it not?  These people who easily rivaled Hitler simply said they were sorry and they received grace. 

May God “guide our feet into the path of peace.”  (Luke 1:79)

For more on Christianity and nonviolence, may I recommend Jesus for President by Shane Claiborne or The Politics of Jesus by John Howard Yoder?  Amazing books, these two.     

Don’t cry over cracked eggs

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I opened a new carton of eggs this morning and found three broken eggs.  Boo.

Then I remembered something I saw last weekend when Scott and I toured some green(ish) homes

I filled the eggshells with a little bit of activated charcoal and potting soil, gathered some moss from the yard, and made these little cuties. 

I don’t know how long they will last.  I suppose I’ll mist them when they seem dry and we’ll see what happens.

They look lovely on the shelf above my sink.