A Lazy, Over-Educated Thought

If Hillary Clinton says the hard-working white people without college degrees like her best one more time, I'm gonna have to slap her silly. Really.

hmmm... what's the opposite of a hard-working white person? hmmm...

How is she going to live with herself when, after all of this is over, she has lost anyway and her racist pandering is recorded forever? Is that really the legacy she wants to leave her daughter (um, not to mention the Democratic Party, not to mention the nation?): "When the going gets tough, white supremacy has your back?"

And why is no one in the media calling her on it??? Correct me if they have. Please.

Prayers, Good Thoughts, Candles, Etc. Please

Cari and Baby Girl need your good energy. They are just about 28 weeks and it isn't looking like they will get much further. Please send Baby Girl "stay inside!" vibes...

Developmental Updates-Again!

The girls are just zooming along these days. I can't believe my baby is almost not a baby anymore. And Nat is such a little person lately. Toddler-no-more.

Two Sundays ago, when I went to pick up Nat from the childcare room and take her down to the church service for communion, the rector's wife (who has years' of experience with little kids and runs the children's programming at church) asked me "hey, where does Nat got to preschool?"

"At my house" I told her.

"Well it's a shame you can't have other kids come over and do preschool at your house, too!" she declared. A nice commentary on the homeschool moment, for a change. I didn't ask her what Nat did to inspire her curiosity. So now I'm dying to know.

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Nat's faces are getting a bit more recognizable these days. This is a good example. Up until recently, eyes, nose, mouth and ears were all just dots somewhere inside a big circle and the hair went all the way around.

Yesterday, we were sitting in the big leather chair in the living room and I was trying to watch the news, but Nat wasn't really letting me. We started playing a game with Nat's name. I signed "N-A-T" and Nat said "N-A-T, Nat!" then I went through every __-A-T combo word in the alphabet and Nat would "read" my fingerspelling and declare the word:

"B-A-T: Bat!"
"C-A-T: Cat!"
"H-A-T: Hat!"

etc. through all the words possible except "eat" which I didn't try. I was impressed. I didn't know she could do that. Kudos to Between the Lions, because heaven knows I'm not sitting her down and making her do reading exercises.

A few days ago, she surprised me when a little advertising postcard arrived in the mail and I let her have it. (She likes to have her own mail when we go down to check.) It was from a men's store where Cole buys shirts in D.C. They were having an underwear sale. There was this super homoerotic photo of two guys in their skivvies and it said "Some like it HOT!" Nat looks at the card, points to "hot" and sounds out "h-h-h-o-o-o-t-t-t: hot!" Her first word read all by herself on her own impulse (that I know about). On a boys' underwear ad. Heh.

Selina is just motoring all over the place these days. She's started to pull up this week and gets better at it by the hour. I think she'll be walking by her first birthday in three weeks (egads!). She gets sooo proud when she sees something she wants across the room and goes over, and by golly, just gets it! She will wave it in the air and giggle triumphantly (until Nat takes it away, of course).

She still (increasingly) loves to sing. After nearly a year of trying to rock her in my arms and sing her lullabies while she lays quietly against me (like Nat loves to do) and struggling with her about it, I have figured out that what she really wants to do before bed, is sit in my lap facing me and sing along with the lullabies. Unlike certain other children of mine, who I won't name, Selina has a natural sense of pitch and can almost copy my tone when we sing. If I actually work on it and sing a scale to her slowly, letting her adjust, she can get pretty darn close. She also dances the second she hears music and her rhythm is perfect. I do think she has a real gift in the music department. Fern says Selina's father was a singer and Fern loves to dance. She named Selina for Selena because she likes the music. We still haven't got around to watching that film, but we are looking forward to it.

(Mind you I do realize that pitch can be taught and I give Nat a short "lesson" almost every day, when I ask her to copy what I'm singing. We don't tell her anything but that her singing is wonderful and music is fun, and Nat has a great sense of rhythm when she dances, too. Both my kids will be musical. Selina just seems to be born with it a bit more so than Nat.)

Selina is also starting to say "mama" and mean me. She will also copy words when I ask her to. She has said "bite" and "Nat" and "Cole" in this way, though she has yet to utter those words voluntarily. She does have enough sophistication to say them, though. Second child notwithstanding, I do think she'll be talking more or less on target.

I have decided that if we can find someone who will teach little ones, Nat will be taking Capoeira in the fall. I like that it is a combination of dance and martial arts, and that the "bouts" I have seen don't include actual contact. It's more about skillful cooperative choreography than throwing someone down. Yet, if need be, I want to girls to be able to kick some butt. I also like that it is a New World, Black Atlantic, slave tradition. Might as well throw some good geography, history and politics in there, right?

Anyone out there have any Capoeira experiences in the Chicago area to share? Do tell.

Non-Mother's Day

Some of you probably heard all about Teleflora's "non-mom" contest category that included adoptive moms. (They got floods of complaints. Read the small print at the top of the page and you'll see their hasty apology.)

Calling adoptive moms non-moms is offensive, sure, but unfortunately, common enough. Most of us have been asked if we have/couldn't have/want to have "children of our own." It's pretty much about like that.

Whatever.

Ultimately, who cares if others don't think I'm a "real" mom? I know I am, my kids know I am and when it boils down to it, I have my children. Whatever anyone says, I get to be the one they go crazy for greeting when I've been out. I get to be the one to cuddle them on the couch in front of the t.v. all day when they're feverish (Nat, today). I get to teach them to read and write and eat a meal with good manners. I get to watch them grow and change and I get to guide them to adulthood. It doesn't really make any difference to me whether some ignorant person insists this isn't "real." I get to have my kids.

Who are the real "non moms" according to pretty much everyone on the planet? First moms, of course. They didn't even get a Teleflora contest category. Why is no one up in arms about that? Because folks actually believe it. They believe first mothers don't count, shouldn't count, should closet themselves and stay invisible. Some adoptive parents like to imagine first mothers as angels in the hospital bed, laying there, passing the baby off to their superior care. (I had a venty chat with a first-mom friend today so this image is fresh in my mind.) But that's where they want them to stay. First moms aren't supposed to go on and have actual lives and continue to be mothers after the soft-focus photo op.

Maybe it's because I'm queer and I'm used to people thinking my family relationships aren't real. But so far into this adoptive parenting gig, I am far, far less concerned about being dissed by the public than I am about first moms being dissed. Those are my babies' mothers, folks! Their flesh and blood.

Teleflora "fixed" their adoptive mom slight and posted the apology. (Frankly, adoptive moms should just be mixed into all the other categories if you ask me.) They also sneakily (no apology) changed the description of their adoptive mom candidate from, "mother to one daughter of her own and six other children who began life at Meth babies."

It's all P.C. now. But the first moms are still invisible.

I'm not the biggest fan of holidays invented to sell stuff. We wouldn't really recognize mother's day around here if it weren't for the fact that we had mothers galore--Cole, me, my mother and Fern--in the house on Sunday for Selina's big event. So we bowed to Ha11m@rk and passed out the gifts. To all the mothers here.

Just So You Know

Selina's baptism is Sunday. I have five out-of-town guests coming in (including Mama Fern) and a big party on Sunday afternoon. You probably won't be hearing from me until after all of that.

Spring Garden Soup

You will need:

one pound of fresh spinach
one head of cauliflower, coarsely chopped
one large onion (or two smaller ones), chopped
about 8 cloves of garlic, crushed and chopped
a pinch (or two, depending on your taste) of red pepper flakes
4 tablespoons or so of butter (you can sub olive oil)
6 cups of vegetable broth (chicken broth would work too)
fresh yoghurt (or sour cream if you must)
salt and pepper to taste

In a large, heavy saucepan, melt the butter then add chopped onions and garlic. Cook until the onions are translucent. Add the red pepper flakes and cook another minute or so. Add 1/2 cup of water and the spinach. Stir it around a bit, maybe put a lid on the pan for a minute until the spinach is cooked down a little. Add the cauliflower and the broth. Bring to a boil, turn down the heat, put on a lid and allow to simmer for about half an hour.

Blend the whole concoction until completely smooth. I used to use a food processor, but I am a total convert to the immersion blender now.

Salt and pepper to taste and serve in bowls with a dollop of yoghurt in the middle.

Beautiful and oh-so-tasty!

P.S. You can eat it chilled on the second day.

Sleep when the bab...hey, wait a minute!

Twice tonight I had to go into the girls' room and take Nat out of Selina's crib. The first time, she was gently poking her awake, "hey, Seena! Hey, Seena!" and Selina was blinking in surprise.

The second time (about 20 minutes later), I heard Selina from across the house, laughing much louder than she typically cries. I found them sitting there, across from each other in the cramped mini-crib, playing pat-a-cake in the twilight.

It soon got dark enough that presumably, Nat couldn't find her way back across the room to climb into the crib a third time.

Poor Selina. She has a lot more trouble falling asleep than Nat. She's gonna be a grouch tomorrow. Especially if, as I suspect will happen, Nat gets into her crib again in the early morning to wake her up and play some more. (Selina goes down about 45 minutes earlier and usually sleeps at least an hour later than Nat in the mornings.)

Then again, if Nat and Selina would play for a while in the morning, maybe Cole and I could get some sleep...

By the way, Nat has started to correct herself in pronouncing Selina's name. She has said "Selina" instead of "Seena" several times in the past two days.

Blessings and Curses

Two annoying phrases in the media regarding the Obama-Wright controversy have been bouncing around my brain lately.  The first is "should Obama be judged by the company he keeps?" (via Salon) and the second is "Is Jeremiah Wright 'typical' of Black preachers?" (via NPR).

To the first, I say heartily, "absolutely!" by which formula Obama's association with Wright boosts him in my esteem.  To the second I say "what?"

It reminds me of a piece NPR did when I was living in D.C. called "The Other Side of the River" which was a multiple-installment report on the Anacostia neighborhood of D.C.  In typical white-liberal fashion, the report assumed the listener lived on "this" side of the river.  Much as within white supremacy, all "people" are white until marked otherwise, the river's "other" side was of course, the Black neighborhood.

NPR assumes its listeners are a bunch of white liberals who now have cause to worry about what Black People Are Saying in Church.  Just like there's not one "Black Family" which all us white transracial adopters need to emulate to do right by our children, there is more than one Black Church.  And anyway, Wright isn't even part of a traditionally Black denomination!  The UCC is mostly white.  His church, as he explains in the Moyers interview (I'm gonna keep hounding you until you've all watched it and reported back to me) was planted on the south side of Chicago by white liberals imagining an integrated church.  But no white people really ever showed up, so the church decided to give up and embrace its Blackness.

I dare you to find a "typical" Black preacher any quicker than you can find a typical white one.  Is John Hagee one?

My ambivalence about the democratic primary race evaporated the second the Clinton campaign (and/or its surrogates) started playing the race card.  I was done with Clinton as soon as Gloria Steinem and Geraldine Ferraro started hinting around that Obama was an unqualified affirmative-action case.  I was beyond done when this Jeremiah Wright stuff started.  Because, as the signs say, Wright is right.  And Wright's use of the spotlight to draw more attention to the issues about which he so deeply cares is nothing but spiritual opportunism at its best, if you ask me.

Wright got in trouble for suggesting that God may not bless "America" when it takes actions contrary to justice.  So, how do those who couldn't handle Wright's words manage to digest this:

"Then he looked up at his disciples and said:
‘Blessed are you who are poor,
   for yours is the kingdom of God.
‘Blessed are you who are hungry now,
   for you will be filled.
‘Blessed are you who weep now,
   for you will laugh.

‘Blessed are you when people hate you, and when they exclude you, revile you, and defame you* on account of the Son of Man.  Rejoice on that day and leap for joy, for surely your reward is great in heaven; for that is what their ancestors did to the prophets.

‘But woe to you who are rich,
   for you have received your consolation.
‘Woe to you who are full now,
   for you will be hungry.
‘Woe to you who are laughing now,
   for you will mourn and weep.

‘Woe to you when all speak well of you, for that is what their ancestors did to the false prophets.*

Jesus preached that.  But then, Jesus wasn't really very typical was he?

If some white Christians aren't hearing this Word in their churches, maybe they need to go visit Wright's church, or one like it.  Because they are missing half of the story if they stop with the blessings.

* Luke 6:20-26

Why We're "Mostly" Vegetarians

We are omnivores over here, but we eat very little meat. We simply can't afford to eat it more than about once a week, because we only eat expensive, locally, organically raised meat. When this news came down on Wednesday, I wasn't exactly shocked:

"The current industrial farm animal production system often poses unacceptable risks to public health, the environment and the welfare of the animals themselves, according to an extensive 2½-year examination conducted by the Pew Commission on Industrial Farm Animal Production..."

This video is a great 20-minute documentary which highlights a piece of the problem and impressively addresses the environmental racism that is often overlooked when people discuss this topic:

Spring Jewelry Sale Just in Time for Mother's Day

Hi folks. Have you ever thought, "gee, I'd love to buy some of Shannon's jewelry, but the prices are just five to fifteen dollars too high?"

I have been reading your mind! In an effort to clean out the closet, I've reduced the prices on almost everything (except the stuff that was already dirt cheap). I have a bunch of new stuff, too, that needs to get photographed and uploaded, but for now, I thought I'd see if I could generate any interest in what's already up there. After something has failed to sell for a while, I will cannibalize it and use the beads for something new, so if you've had your eye on something for a while, here's your big chance. But it might be gone soon, so don't hesitate a minute longer. Get on over there now!

There, have I created panic and fear of scarcity? I sooo should have gone into marketing.

I Still Like Jeremiah Wright

Politics as usual. Obama himself is backing away. But he has to. I don't. I am not running for president.

I can't believe the press is acting like Jeremiah Wright has somehow created a race problem that otherwise wouldn't have existed here in post-race (ha) U.S. America.

Daniel Schorr, who I usually applaud heartily when I hear him on NPR, said that he knew young Black men who had never heard of the Tuskegee syphilis experiments which ended in 1972, but (said Schorr in a chastening tone) Wright talks about it as if they happened yesterday. Well, 1972 wasn't exactly ancient history, now was it? That would be 8 years after the 1964 Civil Rights Act. It would be 4 years after the assasination of Martin Luther King Jr. If young Black men of Daniel Shore's acquaintance haven't ever heard of it, that's a travesty of miseducation. Gee, that sounds like something Jeremiah Wright would say...

The claim that without Wright's corrupting influence, Obama could have somehow "transcended race" (as Shore put it) or that "we" as U.S. citizens have "gotten past" ugly racism just rings absolutely insincere to me. How could anyone with eyes and ears--let alone professional journalists--fail to notice that race hasn't gone away in this country?

I implore you, if you have not already done so, to go and watch, listen or read that Moyers interview I posted about last week. Don't just take the word of public radio on this one. They are wrong. Wright is correct. Racism is alive and well in the United States and it affects people's lives every single day.

An Obama presidency will doubtlessly do very little to change that. But Obama's candidacy should not be sunk by hysteria over someone preaching the Gospel even if it is hard to hear.

Bottle Update

I probably get 5-15 hits on this blog per day from people googling for info on nontoxic baby bottles.  We've been quite happy with the evenflo glass bottles while home and the Avent drop-ins while out.  (Yes, googler, the Avent drop-in liners are recyclable if you have access to #1 plastic recycling--same as a spring water bottle--but don't re-USE them.  #1 plastic starts to leach after one use.  Just remember #1=1 use.)

But Selina is coming up on eleven months next week and I remember weaning Nat from a bottle around that age and I'd like to do the same with Selina.  But the 12 oz Kleen Kanteen sippy cups (we have two for Nat to use in the car and for a treat, in front of the t.v. very rarely) are kinda clunky and heavy for Selina.  I considered a hot beverage cup I use that holds only 8 oz, but it's designed for adults and doesn't seem quite right either.  I thought about skipping the sippy stage altogether and Selina has practiced a little bit with juice glasses with about a tablespoon of water in them, but I can't do it cold turkey.  I want to fall back on a sippy for a while after all.

Today I found this product and I am so excited about trying it out!  Anyone ever use a foogo sippy by Thermos?  It holds 7 oz and comes with the handles (you can get these handles for your Kleen Kanteen, too, but it's still 12 oz which is just too heavy for Selina, when full of liquid).  As soon as it's May 1st and my monthly budget is all fresh and clean, I'm gonna order a couple.

I'll let you know how it goes!

ETA: Whew! Upon a closer look at the Thermos website, I saw that the plastic parts of the foogo are "rubberlike" and "soft" which is a red flag for phthalates (long banned in Europe). But a quick search this morning brought me to this page" which says they are BPA- and phthalate-free. So they're still on tomorrow's shopping list!

Who Woulda Guessed?

via Susan:

You Are a Colon
You are very orderly and fact driven.
You aren't concerned much with theories or dreams... only what's true or untrue.

You are brilliant and incredibly learned. Anything you know is well researched.
You like to make lists and sort through things step by step. You aren't subject to whim or emotions.

Your friends see you as a constant source of knowledge and advice.
(But they are a little sick of you being right all of the time!)

You excel in: Leadership positions

You get along best with: The Semi-Colon

Sleep When the Baby Sleeps

It's all well and good with that first baby (and assuming you are not working a full-time, paying job), isn't it? But every mother of more than one knows that usually, when the baby sleeps, someone else (or multiple someone else's) are in desperate need of constant service and attention.

I have achieved that magical goal of overlapping naps, folks! Selina has lately decided that one nap per day is just fine for her, thanks, and believe it or not, this is a great relief to me. Now I can put her down at 11:30, put Nat down at 12 and they both sleep until 1 or 1:30.

This has been going on for three days now.

That means I have had a nap myself (even if it was only ten minutes on the couch) for two days in a row! It's amazing the difference ten minutes makes for an insomniac such as myself. All the difference in the world.

I don't know how long this will last. Nat is well over three now and is bound to give up napping at some point sooner rather than later. But I will enjoy it while I can.

Jeremiah Wright on Bill Moyers Journal Tonight

Don't know if you saw it, but...wow!  Jeremiah Wright is smart, kind and good-looking.  He didn't say a single word I disagree with.  Moyers also played longer clips of the sermons that were cut to meaningless shreds for anti-Obama hysteria purposes.  I was standing up in my living room shouting Amen, and so was Cole and she's an atheist.  David Brooks said tonight on the News Hour that Wright should just keep his mouth shut if he wants to help Obama.  He couldn't have been more wrong.

Check out the interview here.

Tired but...

I am really too tired to write much of anything these days.  But I had to stop in and tell you something.  I talked a mom today with a six-week old and a 22-month old and she is ready to kill somebody and certain that she is a failure as a mom and doesn't know why she can't handily parent two kids like she sees so many others doing.

I told her, and I'll tell you:  No, you aren't a failure or crazy it just really is that hard.  It is, it is.  It is totally normal to feel like you want to die, and that you'd perhaps even like to take a little person out with you when you go.

Yes, you should get some help--a friend, a relative, the UPS man, anyone!  Someone who can give you a nap for a hour, or a trip to the store alone or something.  Beg if you have to, pick up the phone and call someone you barely know.  And tell yourself that "this too shall pass" because it shall, it really shall.

Won't it, ya'll?  Tell her about it!

Not To Be Outdone

Selina did the following things for the first time:

1. waved bye-bye
2. clapped
3. crawled

all today!

Belated Third Birthday Pictures

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Here's the cake I made for Nat's third birthday. For more, check out the photoblog!

Props to Nat

Nat sat still for two hours yesterday to get her hair done. That is champion three-year old behavior, if I do say so myself.

Her hair has only recently got long enough to put in a nice long-term hair style (for us, long-term is a week at this point). And I am glad not to be redoing it every three days like I had been for a year or two. But the long-term hair takes more time too.

Nat quite often pitches a fit on hair day. But we suffer through and get it done by any means necessary. Yesterday, it was like she just made a decision to try sitting still. Every ten minutes or so, she'd say "I'm sitting still, Mama Shannon!" and I'd congratulate and thank her.

So go Nat!

(Meanwhile Selina's hair is fast outgrowing its baby pass and I am going to have to start paying it some concerted attention. It's completely different from Nat's so it's a whole new learning curve.)

Yes

We felt it.

There was this wild-eyed prophet of doom-type professor at my college who was always warning us about the New Madrid fault. We were all like, that old thing? Ha.

Ha!

(By the way, it's "MA-drid," not mah-DRID.")

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