Friday, June 20, 2014

Clever Little Fox Prince

Talmage:

You have been so gentle with me.  No hard kicks, very rarely do you stick your feet in my ribs and more often than not you move just a little to get more comfortable.  A little twitch or push here or there and you settle down.  You are most definitely present, though.  Your body fills me up and I cannot bend or get on the floor because you are already taking up your space in the world.  My belly is not just a kangaroo pouch that easily goes with me wherever I am.  It is a body that requires some extra balance and protection.  But you have been gentle.

I hope that you are not what they say boys are.  You already have a sister who has cleared a wide path for you, brush-whacking away at all stereotypes with zealous energy.  She is a doer.  Not a destroyer, but most definitely a doer.  But this post isn't about her.  This is about you.

You are being named after an author and an apostle of God.  An author who was inspired to write about Christ and his life.  It's a hard book.  But I promise that when the time comes, if you start with prayer, you will understand and appreciate every single word.  You will be wise.  James E. Talmage was not the best looking guy around.  As far as apostles go, in my opinion.  So do not think that we are naming you for anyone because of looks.  In fact, please don't take it as a total in-equality when you see a picture.  You are being named after a very thoughtful and humble man.  Someone who had a great challenge set before him but took it on as humbly as possible and has made a most wonderful account of our savior's life.  An account that has served the population well, though few have taken the time and energy that it takes to read the words.  Like I said, it is hard.  But you will be good at doing hard.

Not to diminish the prestige and importance of an apostle, but you are being named after an author.  Not all apostles have contributed so much to the literature of the church and to be honest, none of them stand out the way Jesus the Christ does.  So while being an apostle is awesome, it is the writing James E. Talmage did that set him apart.  Had he not have written that book I never would have known about him.  It is his distinguishing act that sets him apart from the rest and what I would like to focus on.

Having been named after an author, I have felt an extra connection to other books when thinking of you.  Most particularly to The Little Prince.  And even more specific, the character of the fox.  You are my clever little fox prince.

I haven't the time, nor the energy, to write my own essay on the character of the fox, but I would like to give you something I have found:

The Taming of the Fox

When the fox and the little prince meet for the first time, the fox asks the prince to “tame” him. When the prince asks him what “tame” means, the fox says it means “to establish ties” (21. 16). The process of “taming,” he explains, they will come to mean something to each other and will need each other. Without “taming,” the fox says, the prince will be “nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys” (21.18). And to the prince, the fox is “nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes” (21.18). But after the fox is tamed, the prince and the fox will become unique for each other.
What the fox means by “tame” is to “make friends” or “to establish a relationship.” According to the fox, unless you build a relationship with a person and get to really understand him or her, that person will remain indistinguishable for you from the hundreds of thousands of people in the world—and you, too, will not be “unique” or special to him or her.
And how does the prince tame the fox? He sits down on the grass at a little distance from the fox and says nothing because, as the fox tells him, “Words are the source of misunderstandings” (21.37). The fox looks at him out of the corner of his eye and every day, at the same time, the prince arrives at their designated spot and sits a little closer to the fox.
Sounds like a process that requires enormous amounts of time and patience, right? Well, according to the fox, that’s the point. Building relationships and deep connections with people is hard work. The fox remarks:
One only understands the things that one tames….Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy things all ready made at the shops. But there is no shop anywhere where one can buy friendship, and so men have no friends any more.” (21.35)
After the fox is tamed, it is time for the prince to leave, and the fox is about to cry. Because of this, the prince worries that the taming has hardly done any good. But the fox says it has done him good “because of the color of the wheat fields” (21.49). The golden wheat will remind the fox of the prince’s golden hair, which will make the wheat fields a source of happiness to the fox – until he was tamed, the wheat fields meant nothing to him. Thus, according to the fox, it is our relationships that make the world around us significant and meaningful.

Love Medicine

The fox rescues the little prince from the despair he had fallen into on seeing a garden full of roses on Earth—until that point, the prince had believed his flower (who was also a rose) when she told him that she was the only one of her kind in the universe.
But after the prince tames him, the fox tells him to go again to see the roses in the garden, and that this time, the prince will see that his rose is indeed unique.
And this is exactly what the prince realizes. He tells these roses:
“To be sure, an ordinary passerby would think that my rose looked just like you….But in herself alone she is more important than all the hundreds of you other roses: because it is she that I have watered;…because it is she that I have listened to when she grumbled, or boasted, or even sometimes when she said nothing. Because she is my rose.” (21.54)
(Awww.) This is the most important realization that the little prince makes about his relationship, and it is the fox’s wise words that guide him to it.

“Life: A Guide” by Mr. Fox

The fox tells the prince a “secret,” which includes all of this:
  • “What is essential is invisible to the eye.” (21.58)
  • “It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.” (21.60)
  • “You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed.” (21.63)
Why does he call it a “secret”? Shmoop thinks that it’s the “secret” to meaningful friendships and relationships. And these, friends, are the fox’s final words before the little prince leaves him to continue with his adventures. He is now a changed prince: wiser, and fully equipped with relationship advice.

Monday Delivery

It's been a long week full of lots of business.  Pretty sure Talmage is coming on Monday, which means I have a lot of projects and getting ready to do.   It's not that I am not as super excited for number one as I was for number 2, it's more like our space is so limited that I am putting off dragging out baby stuff as long as I can.  We had Alaska's crib made up and done two months in advance and just on Tuesday I pulled the pack-n-play out to scrub it down.  A pack-n-play.

I am just now finishing up painting the dresser, which looks super awesome, btw, and yesterday I went to the children's resale to get a swing, and guess what.  They didn't even have a swing!  I had been putting that off the very longest because really, we have nowhere to put it and it's going to be a huge tripping hazard and make the house completely cluttered.  I put my name on a waiting list and hopefully one will come in soon.  I guess it is garage sale season and people are probably selling their own baby swings rather than taking them in to a re-sale place.

My last step will be getting Alaska's bag ready and my hospital bag.  I feel like that is the final touch that a person can do and no need to give anyone permission to come before Monday because there's no way I could handle that.  Maybe Sunday, but I've really got my work set out for me these next couple of days and I don't have time for contractions and run to the hospital.

Why Monday, you may ask.  Number one, a long long long time ago the 23rd popped into my mind and I hadn't even stopped to look at a calendar to see what day it was until a month ago.  Turns out to be a week earlier than the due date I was given.  Which is just fine.  I am dilated to a two and the doctor will strip the membranes on Monday.  Which means a jump-start into labor if my body is ready, which I am pretty sure it should be ready.  I wish my appointment were earlier, but it's at 2:30. Which means an evening/night delivery.  I really liked having Alaska in my arms around noon and having the rest of the day to get to know her a little instead of being exhausted by labor and also by the fact that it's bed time.  It will be interesting to see how it all goes down.

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

May 14th

We put in another house offer.  This has absolutely got to be it!  It's done, no need to pull out carpet or redo kitchen floors.  No need to paint - anything.  And the yard is simple enough that it doesn't need any work unless you were looking for a project.  Which we may be, because the more I day-dream the more ideas I have for a patio with a campfire and some front-yard landscaping that would make the house standout from the rest on the block.  Also, the yard is completely fenced in with an opening on both sides and it's not falling apart.  It's the best, most well-priced house we've seen.  It amazes me that I think the last house that was on the market was the last one for us and yet they still seem to stay in our price-range but get better and better.

There's a house about every other  week that we can actually think about going and looking at and putting an offer on.  A house a week is optimistic but it has been done, they're just not always what we're looking for even if they're in our price range.

It's been on the market for a day and already has two offers on it.  We made our offer extra cushy by wrapping up the closing costs into the total payment rather than giving them their asking price and having them pay closing costs.  I really hope we get it.

Alaska and I have been enjoying our last days together as mommy/daughter.  Lots of shopping, lots of treats and a little bit of potty training that goes well so long as I can remember to have her sit on the toilet.  It's really too bad since when we first started by the end of the day on the first day she was telling me when she needed to go.  But then we got interrupted by women's conference and an emergency trip to Idaho for the funeral of Steven's grandpa.  I am finding it takes a lot to keep life at bay while we try to potty-train and it's much easier to do all in one, hard shot than to drag it out.  Also, my patience can only last about a week.  Any longer than that and I could care less if she's still in diapers in first grade.  But I kid, of course.  We will do this.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014

"Things are going to be different"

I have been spared the, "boys are so much different than girls" speech for the most part during this pregnancy.  Or if I haven't, it hasn't bothered me because I admit it straight up and confess how nervous I am.  Seriously.  Alaska is super awesome but it's taken us a long time to get to the point of her to be content reading books, drawing or coloring.  She's always on the move and never really making messes.  Not the kind you see with the flour dumped all over the floor or the toilet paper unrolled through the whole house.  Not that kind.  Just busy messes.  And I like to think that's me, keeping everything messy out of reach, but I know it's partly her, too.  And I can't stand the thought of cleaning up messes.

What I haven't been spared is the, "Things are going to be different."  No der.  But we'll glide gracefully into whatever it is that will be different and if we can't, we'll cannon-ball the heck out of it.

But for right now we're just enjoying the 'now'.  The parts where I can re-do Alaska's hair if her pigtails are lopsided because we have the time.  The parts where I can slide her Sunday clothes on and tie a perfect bow.  The parts where we have all day together, just the two of us, and we fill it with potty training and reading books and painting toenails.  The parts where we make messes in her room and leave it until its time to run a vacuum through there again.  We're piling those on, breathing them in deep, and knowing that things will change.  They undoubtedly will.

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

April 23rd

This month has absolutely flown by.  Glad that it has been so busy and full of life.  We're doing good things.

First of all, we jumped on the 'let's buy a house' train, once again.  This time in a much serious way.  We had our loan pre-approved and had an offer on a house all within a week.  That offer ended up being outbid, which was a blessing because A) I pushed Steven into and offered more than he wanted to and B) It wasn't in the ward we are currently in.  A week after that another house came on the market.  Steven seriously took way too long thinking about it and by the time we had seen the inside of it and decided to put an offer on it, it was sold.  It went on the market on Thursday and was sold by Saturday.  The houses in our range are seriously going like hotcakes.  Just two weeks ago there were 5 that we looked at and all but one are sold now.  It seems like house buying is such an emergency affair.  Our realtor sends me an address of a new listing, I beg Steven to come look at it with me when he gets off work and then we decide if we want to see the inside and then decide if we want to put an offer on it.  It happens so quick!

This time around it was so easy to get our paperwork in for the loan, too.  The guy had it all set up for us in just a matter of days and I had Steven step into high gear to get it all in.  I ended up putting 90% of the paperwork in, but it was nice to know that it was all there and not have to get frustrated with Steven for forgetting to ask for papers and stuff from work.  I just took care of it myself and it was super empowering.  It's really not that hard.

Right now we're just waiting for the next house to come on the market.  I am going to be in Utah next week and I really hope something comes on before then or after.  Not during.  Steven is such a stickler for rules and I know he would refuse to sign my name on an offer.  Which means we would have to wait and by then the house could be gone.  It's been an exciting process and has made this month go by so super fast.

Friday, April 4, 2014

March 21 - April 4th

March 21  - Friday
Chilled at home

March 22  - Saturday
Shopping in the morning for stuff to make our Sunday picnic a hit
Adult session of stake conference.  12 years-old and up invited for the first time that I can remember.

March 23  - Sunday
Stake Conference.
There's a grandma in our ward that sometimes has her granddaughter with her that is the same age.  They love playing together so we to help her out with Mihayla sitting quiet and still for two hours we sat together.  Stacked in the side pews.  It was awesome and I can totally rock having two kids, but you do listen a considerable amount less to the speakers.
Family dinner at the river/park.
Pulled pork sandwiches, a new green bean and potato salad with chips and soda.

March 24  - Monday
First day of spring break and the only day that it was sunny and warm.
Skipped music class and went on a hike with my family instead.
Went to Portland with John and Mommy to get him some new running shoes

March 25 - Tuesday
Music class and found the nearest Winco to music class.
Got lost on the way back home and ended up over by the airport.

March 26  - Wednesday
Glucose test.  Had to stay at the doctors for two hours while they did all the tests.  Was definitely kind of sick for the rest of the day.

March 27th - Thursday
Thrift shopping for frames to craft with

March 28th - Friday
Brittany came over and we made a few pinterest treats and watched The Book Thief.
Went to a Mary Kay party and got ordered some coral lip-stick.  Really excited to wear it at women's conference.

March 29th - Saturday
Feeling really worn out.
General Women's meeting and I couldn't get the energy together to get dressed or do makeup or get Alaska done up.  She stayed in jambes the whole day.  My mom came over and we watched it online.

March 30th -
Fifth Sunday
The yw went in with the primary and helped teach the song that they are all going to sing for Easter while the teachers went to Relief Society.
Stayed home.  Steve had a lot of scout stuff to talk to people about so he wasn't home until 5.  I put Alaska down for a nap and ate dinner by myself.

March 31st
Music class.
Swim lessons were supposed to start but I couldn't find the energy to shave my legs.  I haven't shaved since December.  We didn't go.  And we didn't go on Tuesday, either.  We'll have to catch the next session.

April 1st
Most boring day ever in a long time.

April 2nd
Spent the morning at the gym
Spent the afternoon talking to Dorian and cleaning.
Combined activity was a total bust.  Was supposed to be about leadership and they had one activity planned.  Boys were in charge and the men didn't step in until one group left the gym because no one knew what was going on.  Ironic that it was about leadership and there was not good leadership that put it together.

April 3rd - Thursday
Morning at the gym, came home and did laundry and ran up to my mom's house to dry it.  Our dryer is busted right now.  Ran back down to spend some time with Michelle.  Her and Dorian went on a few dates and he kind of left her hanging.  She looked like she needed someone to talk to last night but it was so busy that I made a date with her for the next day

April 4th - Today.  And I already said how that was going.  The youth have a temple trip this evening and somehow today I need to get Alaska to my mom for her to watch her.  Steven is going, too.  I absolutely love my dress that I have, but I know I am going to have to rent one this time around because my belly is much too big to fit.




April 4th

I am so sick of March.  Tired of thinking about it, tired of looking at the calendar, trying to remember what we did each day so that I can record it on here with a few other thoughts and mostly tired of looking at the green border around the calendar part.  I never get to see the pictures on the calendar anymore because I always have it folded in half.  All I see is the color that the calendar people thought was fitting for that month.  I would prefer some plain black and white.  I really need to get one of those desk calendars that teachers have.  Write stuff on that and keep that as a journal.  And I am also tired of April slipping past because I keep have to keep buggering my mind about journaling about March.

That being said, I woke up today and couldn't get back to sleep.  It was one of those mornings where I even went in a checked on Alaska, just to watch her sleep.  Usually I am not so sentimental.  It is definitely Steven who is more all about bed time and tucking in.  I am so tired and done by the end of the day the last thing I want to do is play goodnight games and talk about the day.  I hope that will change as she gets older because I do know the value of a tuck-in, it's just really hard for me right now to hang around any longer than I have to after a full day.

Plan A right now is to just pound out the last week of March so that I can start in on our adventures in April.  Perhaps right now I need to resort to bullet points and not try to fill in any stories.  Even though I feel like that's the whole point of blogging and journaling.  Is to tell a story and learn and examine what I am feeling because of the situation.  Maybe just for one week I can let that go and just get the facts down and leave the story-telling for another time.