ramona turned one on sunday! we had a great backyard party (all done up by Hey! Party Collective) with lots of family and friends and hot dogs and macarons. thank you to all who celebrated with us and helped make this day amazing (including the people over at banners on the cheap who contributed the vinyl banner). i’m waiting on photos taken by my talented friends, luca and lashley. until then, i’ll leave you with this poem, which my mother used to accompany a photo of me nearly 26 years ago, in that same white smocked dress you see ramona wearing in the second set of photos.

It’s quiet now,
the cyclone passed,
destruction in its wake.
The room is filled with limp balloons
and smeared with chocolate cake.
As I survey the damage,
I feel strangely close to tears.
An era’s….passed.
A door has closed.
I can’t slow down the years.
I watch them now,
my giggling brood,
so earnestly at play.
And stoop to brush
the crumbs aside,
The baby’s one, today!

–author unknown

 
it’s the weekend, baby! my parents are in town to celebrate ramona’s first birthday on sunday (gasp!) so we have errands and adventures and catching up to do. i’ll be back on monday, hopefully with ramona’s 12th month post.  in the meantime, here are some notable going-ons on the interwebs that i’m excited to share with you. check them out and let me know your favorites.
 Denver Stuff
Other Stuffs
 

i am so so so excited to announce a new giveaway!

my friend, paul michel, is a brilliant denver artist who has designed a collection of hand drawn greeting cards and illustrations, under the shop name mountain versus plains. his greeting cards are funny (omigod so so funny), irreverent, sometimes crass, quirky, and always so well-done. his illustrations of notable denver buildings are simple but spot-on and really capture the bones and personality of each place. i plan on commissioning him for a portrait of the powerdriver family in front of our little denver farmstead.

sifting through his collection had me laughing out loud to myself. i’m confident the same will happen to you. (p.s. please click through to his etsy site to get MUCH better photos of his awesome work. my diptich-ing does them no justice).

right now paul is doing a series of 33 cards in 33 days over at his facebook page and on his instagram feed (@mountainvsplains). it just started but these are two of my favorites:

paul has generously offered up three greeting cards AND a framed print (of winner’s choice!) to one lucky reader who comments on this post answering the question paul has for you all: suddenly the city of denver finds itself overrun by thousands of ravenous twenty-foot tall hamsters. what do you do? where do you go? (don’t worry if you’re not from denver; creativity and imagination are encouraged!)

this giveaway is running through july 31st and the randomly-picked winner will be announced in a blog post august 1.

BONUS!: extra entries can be obtained by liking mountain versus plains on facebook AND following his feed on instagram (@mountainvsplains) (which you won’t regret bc it makes for a daily chuckle). just leave an extra comment saying you’ve done so (and make sure to leave your instagram handle, please).

ADDITIONALLY!: paul is offering A Denver Home Companion readers 15% off in his mountain versus plains etsy shop through the duration of the giveaway. simply input promo code olliesvintage15 at checkout.

 

i had sworn off parenting books from the get-go* and so, at first, i didn’t even consider reading bringing up bebe, by pamela druckerman. but then people went on and on about it, more so than i had heard ppl bitch about battle hymn of the tiger mother. and so, like the hunger games, i had to read it to find out what was the big deal. that, and the french are impeccable people, obviously, and i was curious as to what makes them such perfect parents.

i’ll try to be quick and concise in this as i am certainly not the first blogger to throw in their two cents and what i have to say has probably been said before about this book. that being said:

  • i liked, overall, what she had to say. at the very least, it was an interesting and quick read.
  • i did not, however, like how she said it. gross over-generalizations sell books but don’t make for very thoughtful journalism. “american mothers do this. french mothers do this.” blah blah blah blah.
  • though she painted american women as neurotic, over-bearing slobs, she did a good job of making french women appear as stupid and heartless automatons.
  • that being said: i am encouraged to be like the french woman who takes pride in getting back her body and continues to make time for her self. “i am woman, hear me roar! and look how smashing i am in this LBD.” that is what i wanted to yell with glee after some chapters.
  • that being said: druckerman barely addressed the fact that women all over america are doing that all the time after they have babies. the mothers i am closest to are beautiful women who have continued to pursue their careers and/or interests while fitting into their pre-baby jeans and kicking lots of ass as a caring, thoughtful, and present mother (and wife!). i’d like to think i am one of them and, even if i’m not right now, these women show me every day that it is possible.
  • her research subjects were well-off, well-educated french women. she did not seem to be comparing them to their correct american counterpart. what she described, when talking about the “typical american mother,” seemed closer to what i’ve seen as the suburban house-wife; not the expected equivalent: the well-heeled, professional, american urbanite.
  • her chapter on breastfeeding was ridiculous. basically, if it stresses you out, she writes, don’t worry about nursing. the french women don’t. and they are a lot happier. i think that is silly. if a mother can nurse, she should be urged and –most importantly– encouraged to nurse. i feel very strongly about this.
  • i read this book at the right time though: ramona is (almost) old enough to be weaned and to learn to sleep through the nights and to learn the word “no” and to have boundaries. doing these things is not going to squash her personality or spirit. and i’m convinced that by expecting certain behaviors out of her (and discouraging other sorts of behaviors) she’ll be better off for it when she leaves the nest. druckerman’s book made me feel comfortable with being comfortable with these things.
  • i would like ramona to learn to wait until i finish the conversation i am having with another person before she expects attention. and i’d love for her to sit at any dinner or restaurant table without making a scene or expecting to get doted on or fawned after. i agree with druckerman that doing so does not inhibit your child’s freedom of expression or causes them to resent you bc they feel neglected. i believe this will help them navigate social situations a little more successfully and, perhaps more important, will make parts of my life now with a baby resemble those of my pre-baby life more closely.
  • you can read here about why i liked her theory of “le pause.” i credit this book with giving me the confidence to try to let ramona sleep on her own. now i have my bed back, ramona sleeps through the night, and  we all wake up a lot more rested.
  • i am also a fan of her food chapter. basically she writes that children try lots of different foods from the get-go and they end up liking many of said foods (sounds a lot like some aspects of baby-led weaning in that you give the child what you yourself are eating). also, food is not used as a coping mechanism for cranky behavior (it’s easy to shove a cracker in ramona’s hand and sometimes it works but i’d rather food be given at snacktime and mealtime and eaten properly: sitting down at a table), and special foods are really made special and are not expected or used to reward good behavior (desserts and sweets and such).
overall, i’d say: read the book if you haven’t already. be prepared to get sick of her writing voice (i really did) but allow yourself to consider some of the deeper implications of what topics she is addressing. as a mother in america it’s obvious that we tend to polarize ourselves into two camps: the AP-type camp and the one that is not that (the fact that i don’t even know if there is a name for what is not AP discloses what i most identify with). and we pit our parenting styles against everyone else’s. of course we know this is silly and we know there is not one right way to parent. but i was inspired by reading bringing up bebe, not only to be less judgmental of other mothers, but to seek more of a balance in my own parenting that takes from other styles and examples and experiences that works for our family, works for ramona, and works for me.

*there are, however, two books i recommend to every mama-to-be: Ina May’s Guide to Childbirth and The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding.

 

i did it, y’all! number one on my list of things to do before my next birthday was to run a half marathon. this was on the list mainly bc i promised myself, when ramona was born, that i had 365 days to run a half marathon. it was a promise to myself to make sure i maintained some love and respect for my body after it had gone through delivering a baby human.  i had forgotten about this promise during the colder months and by the time i remembered it i only had nine weeks to train for the 7/7 race. ramona turns one next week.

my dear friend lauren approached me asking if she could run the race with me. oh my. YES! PLEASE! no matter what, i was going to do this thing but the challenge was made a little easier and much more enjoyable by having this crazy, spunky lady running by my side. she’s the one that got me out the door for our long training runs and the one that convinced and encouraged me that, no, we would not be last. miles went by so quickly since the two of us can chat it up.

we woke up at 3:00 to get ready and get to the buses to take us to the start line by 4:30. the race was at 6:00 (yuck) and jp and ramona met us at the finish line. we made it there 2:19 later. slow and steady, we finished!

before & after

here are some things i learned having run a half marathon:

  • find a running buddy. and a fun one like lauren (though i can guarantee you you’ll have to settle for less fun than her bc she is the most fun).
  • training, or at least some consistency, helps. some weeks i followed my training schedule and was running five times a week. i felt great. some weeks (like when denver had a heat wave and it would have, really, killed me to run) i only could get out the door one time a week. it hurt.
  • but don’t psyche yourself out. it was ok that i wasn’t rigid in my training schedule. my time, ultimately, might have been faster, but sometimes life got in the way of the sort or length of run i needed to do. it was ok and i didn’t beat myself up about it. sometimes hanging out with ramona and jp was more important to me than that one run.
  • either way: the habit of getting out and running, no matter the distance, got me back to loving running again.
  • you can drink wine and run the next morning. in fact, lauren and i enjoyed a rose and a carmenere over shrimp pasta the night before. we convinced ourselves the residual sugars would give us energy. we are very good at making things up.
  • you need body glide anti-chafing stuff: for your armpits, for your thighs, and, yes, for your butt crack. lauren told me about this and i didn’t believe her. that is, until i took my first shower after the race. woman of wisdom, she is.
  • when you gotta go, you gotta go. man was i glad there was a porta-potty at the ten mile mark.
  • listening to podcasts makes the time go by. i cannot run to silence and i cannot run to music. every three-minute song reminds me that only three minutes have gone by. i listened to moth radio hour and this american life podcasts. the stories sucked me in and i only knew how much time had gone by when the 60 minute podcast was over.
  • running makes me emotional. i started bawling when i saw jp and ramona waiting for me at the finish line. sheesh.
  • i may never do this again and i’m ok with that. but i did it!