Monogram Pillow

This weekend I will work on a blog post regarding our recent transition from the lovely Ventura to the lovely Visalia.It's been an interesting journey so far and I know many of my family and friends who read my blog are curious to know how it is all going. Until then, however, here is a project I started and finished yesterday.

It is hot in Visalia and, though it is a cute town, there is not a lot to do that doesn't require being out in the sun. As a result, I am finding that I need to have indoor projects to think about and work on in order to maintain sanity.

I saw this idea for monogrammed pillows on one of my most favorite blogs, Lemon Tree Creations, and decided to give it a try...

Sawyer and I ventured out to Joann's (thankfully Visalia's is still in business) and found, of course, some baseball material for the letter "S." This was the only baseball themed material that couldn't double as 4th of July fabric so I went for it. I found some red felt and made my way to the cutting station.

Now let me step away from the pillow for a moment and share my cutting station experience...

So I walk up to the young girl with the scissors. No one is around. No one. I place my material in front of her and say "hello." She looks at me, smiles, and says, "Did you take a number?" "A number?" I asked. "Yes," she replied, "you must take a number and wait for your number to be called." I looked around the store. Again, there was NO ONE around. I walked over to the other side of the counter and pulled number 91 out of the dispenser. I watched the young Joann's employee walk over to the loudspeaker and say, "Number 91."

It was like a bad movie.

I wish someone could have taken a picture of my face as I walked back to the counter to face the girl with the scissors. I'm sure my expression exuded compassion and grace and understanding. Uh huh.

So anyways, once my material was cut, we headed home, put Sawyer down for a nap and began to work.

First I found the size and font of "S" I wanted on the computer and printed out my stencil.

I cut the "S" out of the red fabric and placed the baseball material behind the cut out.

Next, I stitched around the "S" with doubled up white thread. Please don't look too closely at my stitching skills. They are far from impressive...

Once I was done with the stitching, I sewed up three and half sides and starting stuffing the pillow. Some of my edges are a bit rough but I have some ideas for next time.

The red and green is a bit "Christmasy" but I liked the idea of adding color other than blue and khaki to Sawyer's room.

Anyways, I am happy that I was able to do it in one afternoon. Thanks Lemon Tree Creations for the inspiration!

Organic or not organic...That is the question.

My dad asked me to write an article for his newsletter on the new research regarding pesticides and ADHD. I thought I'd share my first draft.


Enjoy...

As a young mom, attempting to figure out “parenthood” in the 21^st century, I am constantly bombarded with the challenge of raising healthy children. It starts at pregnancy with the print-out of what is and is not safe to eat, drink, wear, etc. No soft cheeses, no caffeine, no herbal teas, no nitrates, no sun-tanning, no hair dying, no hot tubbing, no, no, no. After wrapping my brain around the small but significant life changes I would have to make, I then had to maintain my sanity. “Is this ok to eat?” “Am I gaining too much weight?” “Does standing by a microwave damage my baby’s ability to do multiplication?” I was constantly grappling with new (and usually ridiculous) fears and unanswered questions. Half way through my second trimester, I was over it. I avoided the foods my doctor warned against (most of the time) and I was smart about my activities and energy levels. I refused to allow every little thing to cause me fear or make me question my ability to be a good mom. I felt liberated and empowered.

Then the baby came…

There are 50 billion books on how to care for a baby. All of them say something different. One book says to feed on demand, another says to schedule. This one says let them cry, that one says hold them at all times. After my baby was three weeks old, I put the books down and decided to make decisions based on our lifestyle, my child’s developing temperament, and how I could get the most sleep.

Now my little dude is 18 months old and we have entered a whole new level in the game of parenting. Climbing has become a favorite activity along with throwing all objects (food included) and discovering what will and will not float in the toilet bowl. Everything about being a mom has become more complicated. One nap or two? Pacifier or no pacifier? Barney or Thomas? So many choices to make every minute of every day.

The most recent dilemma I have found myself grappling with is the choice between organic and non-organic foods.  I have watched all the documentaries and youtube videos on the reality of where most main-stream foods come from and the process by which they get to our local grocery store. They all make me want to move to my own farm and grow my own dinner. Since that is not a realistic solution, I have had to step back and decide how I am going to let this new information on food affect my family.

The first goal I made was to begin to meal plan in order to save money and be intentional about the food I bought at the store. My next goal was to buy most of our produce at a local farmer’s market or fruit/veggie stand. I am currently working on my third goal of serving my family only organic produce. After reading a recent article on pesticides in Time Magazine, I can assure you I will begin to work much harder on goal number three.

Last week, Time Magazine featured an article on the relation between ADHD and organophosphates (a type of toxic pesticides found on grocery store fruits and veggies).  The more I read and re-read the article, the more uncomfortable I became. Not only is it disturbing to think about pesticides being traceable in a child’s urine, but the thought of my child ingesting the same chemicals used to kill bugs by “causing damage to the nerve connections in the brain” is pretty upsetting as well.

Though there is further research to be done, the study described in Time Magazine is not the first of its kind. Apparently the possible link between pesticides and ADHD has been up for debate for some time. It sounds to me like Dr. Bouchard, the leading researcher on the project, is pretty convinced…

Bouchard suggests that concerned parents try to avoid using bug sprays in the home and to feed their children organically grown fruits and vegetables, if possible. (Otherwise, parents should be careful to scrub all produce to reduce residue.) While pesticide-free fruits and greens may be more costly, Bouchard says they may be worth the price in terms of future health. (Time Magazine)

So for all the moms reading this, sorry for adding to the list of things to worry about. I’d love to hear your thoughts on the subject.