I ran eight miles today. It was a great run and for the first time, I am feeling totally confident that I am going to be able to pull off a half marathon come January. I've even gotten to the point where the part about running 13.1 miles is not my biggest stress about the event. Now I've turned to worrying about some of the other details . . . specifically being away from Karis for so long that morning. I'm guessing they are not going to have "pumping stations" along the way. I'm also trying to . . .
ornamental helmet culture
Karis was fitted for her cranial helmet last week, and it should be arriving next week. In a not-at-all-shocking turn of events, our insurance does not cover said helmet. So, for the price of a boob job, we will be footing the bill to make sure she has a well-rounded cranium. Hopefully this will boost her self-esteem enough to avoid that boob job down the road. Good thing we live in the OC.For now, I'm trying to figure out how we will decorate the helmet. All good parents decorate the helmet - . . .
an optional reminder
As the healthcare reform bill passed the House this weekend, it seemed like there was a renewed outcry of fear about the fact that the bill includes a government-run option that people will have opportunity to purchase.Now, it seems like most of the arguing about this healthcare sounds like this:The bill includes a government-run* option that people will have the opportunity to purchase.*Wherein we emphasize "government-run" (dun dun DUN!) as a hushed dirty phrase that has no other meaning than . . .
Oh Captain, My Captain
In another installment of "Crap I Could Not Make Up If I Tried: Costume Edition", Jafta is now obsessed with Captain Underpants. He cannot for his life figure out why I won't let him wear this costume out of the house. I am usually pretty laid-back about letting the kids wear their costumes while running errands. But I put my foot down with this one. In other news, Arrrrrrrrr! . . .
some screen time for your screen time
I may not be a cock-eyed optimist. But something about So You Think You Can Dance makes me feel a little better about the world. Who doesn't love a show full of fun dance numbers? It's part talent show, part eye candy, and part artistic expression. It's a reality show that isn't about celebrity or idiocy but rather about talent and athleticism and stamina and creativity. Not to mention, it's a big fat multicultural lovefest where art forms from a wide variety of cultural and economic backgrounds . . .
the doctor is in
Since I write for a parenting blog and have a bit of education in psychosocial development, I've been toying with the idea of writing a weekly advice column. People could write in with questions on child development and parenting issues, and I could dig into my well of knowledge and give them good advice. Why, just today I was thinking of how much wisdom I have to offer from my own life experiences. Here's an example:Q: Dear Kristen,My child is several months old and isn't rolling over yet. Most . . .
first race
Yesterday I ran my first race ever, as a part of the training I am am doing for the Disney Half Marathon for Haiti. It was just a 5k, but it was a first for me. The race was a fundraiser for the school where my sister and mother-in-law work, so they were there, too, along with Mark and the kids. I decided to run ahead because I wanted to get the experience of running without picking up sippy cups or soothing tantrums along the way. Mark was gracious enough to push the double jogger and keep . . .
not so well-rounded
Last Friday, I took Karis to see a specialist about her head shape. I was pretty sure of what the outcome would be. I mean, don't all moms google before appointments and show up with an already formulated diagnosis and treatment plan?No? Just me?Anyways, based on photos and descriptions I'd seen from the medical sources on the internet, I was pretty sure she had plagiocephaly. Which is basically a fancy term for a wonky-shaped head. It is a result from spending too much time on her back (and in . . .
less stuff = more life?
Okay, okay. Yes, I occasionally watch Oprah. But I gotta tell ya, this episode is one of the reasons why. I find it so fascinating to consider what other cultures are doing, and to think about what does and doesn't work within our own. It always shakes up my little American bubble to hear about how things are done in Denmark. I don't agree with all of it . . . but I think they're on to something. and one more . . . . . .
more family drama
Last night, the kids seemed to be feeling a bit better, so we decided to take a family walk. I've been trying to run in the evenings, and Jafta always wants to come with me, so he ran alongside me while Mark pushed the girls in the jogger. It was actually really fun to have Jafta running with me. He kept up for about a mile and a half - running the whole way. He had his headphones in, which means that any time he talks he speaks at FULL VOLUME, assuming that we can hear the music, too. He was . . .
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