Thursday, February 18, 2016
Valentine's, 2016
I think one of the biggest lessons I have learned since having kids is that there are numerous instances when you need to adjust your expectations. For us, a recent example of this was Valentine's Day...
Sunday (the commercialized day of love), Daniel was coming off of working 14 nights straight. So his world was all mixed up. For that two week period, he would come home and be in bed by 5am and then up some time after lunch to squeeze in precious moments with us before heading back to work.
All of you who work nights (my sister included), hats off to you for making this lifestyle work. It was an exhausting two weeks! And not just for Daniel. I don't sleep well when I know Daniel has to drive 65 minutes home after working all night, then I would have to get up and juggle most of the parental responsibilities. Not an easy two weeks for any of us.
Anyways, on Sunday I woke up and wrangled the boys out the door for church while Daniel got caught up on his sleep. We came home and snacked instead of eating a real lunch, then headed out for an early dinner at El Metate (a local fave on our mountain).
Evidently Mexican is not a romantic enough dinner, as we easily got a table for the four of us. After our fill of burritos for the boys and fajitas for us, we headed home to get the boys in bed.
Once our boys were tucked in, we collapsed on the couch with a chocolate mug cake and ice cream that I threw together. There were no cards, no flowers, no gifts. Just exhausted parents with cake in a mug, watching Netflix.
As our TV show came to a close, I was struggling to stay awake. So I crawled into bed while Daniel (who was now in the habit of being awake all night) decided to go to the movies. Alone. Talk about romantic. I slept and Daniel saw a late showing of a war movie.
Tuesday night I had a girl's night out planned (the older I get, the more I appreciate these nights out). One of my friends ordered a dessert to take home to her husband and I thought that was a sweet gesture. So I ordered one as well.
It still wasn't Valentines day, but sometimes special, unexpected treats are even better. When I got home, the boys were already in bed so I made Daniel and I decaf lattes and we shared the tiramisu.
Such is life. It's not always what you think it ought to be, but if you take the time, you can still share sweet moments together.
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Freelance Mama
On occasion I talk about freelancing and even use the hashtag freelance mama on Instagram, but I recently realized that a) not everyone knows what that means, and b) sometimes my parents are curious about my work. So I have decided to use this little space to periodically update about projects I am working on.
In the graphic design world (especially if you freelance part time) it is really feast or famine. Meaning I am either working crazy hours (while juggling my mommy responsibilities), or I am in a lull and enjoying the calm before the next storm.
I have been really bad about updating my portfolio in recent years, so maybe this will become an extension of that. At the very least, I will be able to look back and see what I was doing at this phase of my life.
Right now I am in a slower phase (which is a blessing since Daniel has been working nights for the last 14 days). Here is a glimpse of some of the projects I have been working on.
In the graphic design world (especially if you freelance part time) it is really feast or famine. Meaning I am either working crazy hours (while juggling my mommy responsibilities), or I am in a lull and enjoying the calm before the next storm.
I have been really bad about updating my portfolio in recent years, so maybe this will become an extension of that. At the very least, I will be able to look back and see what I was doing at this phase of my life.
Right now I am in a slower phase (which is a blessing since Daniel has been working nights for the last 14 days). Here is a glimpse of some of the projects I have been working on.
This is a textbook I am working on for Central Piedmont Community College in Charlotte, NC. It is the biggest project I have taken on to date. A big part of this project, besides designing the 300+pages, is keeping everyone on track so that I get content in a timely manner. Managing the proofing process is also lots of fun. We are about halfway through this year-long project right now. May is the target print date.
This is an Annual Report I am in the process of wrapping up for The Crossnore School in Crossnore, NC. The Crossnore School is non-profit residential foster care home for children in crisis. This is the third year I have created their Annual Report.
An example from a recent ad campaign for The Crossnore School. Once concepts are approved, the ads are sent to various publications throughout the region and run for several months before we move on to the next campaign.
Ad created for Ascend Federal Credit Union, located in Tullahoma, TN. Ascend is a client that I take on overflow work for throughout the year.
Logo designed for the blog Stroll Through the South, located in Huntsville, AL.
As you can see, right now my projects vary from very corporate to smaller, local businesses. Last month I also wrapped up a catalog for a media company located in Chattanooga, TN as well as sold a personal design for a sign project. In the freelance world, you never know what you will have on your plate.
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Snow Day
This morning schools in the greater Chattanooga area were on a 2-hour delay. Up on Signal Mountain everyone is scratching their heads because it has been snowing all morning, and this is the south.
Meaning schools almost always close for snow. Or the threat of snow. Or because is it is just too cold.
For a brief time in elementary school I lived in southern Ontario, Canada. For those three years, I walked to school (uphill both ways) in the snow. According to my mom, when she was growing up, the schools never closed unless it was 40 below (or something like that).
It was always a big joke when we moved to Arkansas and the towns would shut down for the threat of cold weather. I have lived in the south for 20+ years now and I get it. The south isn't equipped like they are in the north. There is no point in having machinery to clear the snow when it rarely snows.
Anyway, I have been watching the snow fall all morning. Our wood stove has been steadily burning for the last two days to ward off the chill in our house. This morning, as the snow fell and the sun peeked through the clouds, it looked like glitter was falling from the sky. Beautiful.
Jack loves the snow. This time the snow hasn't been enough to sled on, but it has accumulated nicely on our decks. Perfect for snowball fights with daddy.
Isaac is thrilled to press his face up against the back door to watch his big brother play. I wonder what he thinks about the snow.
Maybe one year we will make a winter trek to Canada to show our boys what I real snow can look like. For now, I am sitting inside enjoying a hot drink, thankful that while it is pretty, it will go away in a day or two and that spring is just around the corner.
Tuesday, February 09, 2016
Birthday Party Fun
Night Shift. Daniel is right in the middle of working 14 nights in a row. We are all doing the best we can to muddle through.
Last week I did my best to get our boys out of the house in the morning as much as possible so that Daniel could sleep.
Unfortunately (for Daniel) this morning we woke up to snow. Along with the snow, school is closed for the day as are several roads on our mountain. We are attempting to be quiet while being cooped up inside.
Only 6 more nights to go...
It worked to our advantage that this past Saturday we had two birthday parties to attend. Jack had a blast and Isaac somehow managed even though he only had one one-hour nap.
To start things off, we met up with friends at Air Bounce in the NorthGate Mall in Hixson. That place is really a little kid heaven. The kids had a ball bouncing and playing arcade games all morning. Isaac even managed to get in on some of the action.
We finished up with lunch at Chic-Fil-A in the mall before heading home to briefly see Daniel and then going to North Shore for party #2 at a local park.
Party #2 included a chocolate dirt cake and everyone got to make dirt cups, complete with gummy worms. My little boy was in heaven. The only thing that would have made this party better (for Jack) was if I had let him play in the mud. With temps in the 40s, wet mud was out of the question!
We have been so blessed to make such good friends since moving to Chattanooga. As for today, hopefully we can get some sledding before the snow melts.
Thursday, February 04, 2016
The Camp House
When I first became a mom, four-and-a-half years ago, I had a difficult time letting go of the me before kids. I can't be certain, but perhaps it was hard to make the adjustment because I had spent my ENTIRE adult life (almost 10 years!) filling roles that did not include motherhood.
Thankfully my life circumstances at the time allowed me to continue working part-time as a graphic designer and I have been able to spend the last 5 years wearing multiple hats.
One of the biggest blessings of continuing part-time with my career, besides keeping a foot in the door and my skills up-to-date, is that I made a friend who understands the me who works. This has been helpful in so many ways since I no longer go to an office where I would be surrounded by peers.
We actually met through Craigslist, when I was first just starting up freelancing in the Chattanooga area, and we have been colleagues and friends ever since.
Initially 98% of our interaction was through email, but in recent years we have made an effort to get together several times a year for coffee or breakfast. We talk shop. We talk motherhood. We talk about life in general. We discuss current projects, client frustrations, new software, and she doesn't mind if I bring a baby along (I'm pretty sure Jack tagged along as a newborn when she first interviewed me!).
I'm so grateful that I live in a time that I can work remotely, and that I have peers who understand why I choose to freelance as well as the frustrations (and benefits) of working from home.
Today we met at The Camp House in downtown Chattanooga for breakfast. The place was hopping. I had a latte with my scrambled eggs, bacon, and potatoes with cheese. The food was simple but incredibly delicious. You know I love breakfast, and this place hit the spot. With lots of couches and big tables, The Camp House is a great place for a meeting or to work remotely (though maybe on a quieter day, today was super loud). They also have a huge outdoor area for warmer days.
The Camp House is a unique venue in that while it serves as a cafe during the day, and music venue in the evening, it is also a church on Sunday – a part of The Mission Chattanooga Community that meets in three distinct venues throughout the city of Chattanooga. If you haven't had a chance to check out The Camp House, you really should.
Monday, February 01, 2016
Books I Read in January, 2016 (#1-3)
Once upon a time, I regularly read 52+books a year. With little ones at home, and a part-time graphic design business, reading for has become less of a priority (last year I only made it through 10 books).
I am hoping that 2016 will be the year I get back in the habit of reading again – I feel like a more rounded person when I am reading on a regular basis. So while I don't have a lofty goal of 52 books for this year, I do hope I can read at least two books each month.
Here goes...
At the close of 2015 I was reading How Children Succeed: Grit, Curiousity and the Hidden Power of Character by Paul Tough. The book held a lot of promise for me as I am a parent of young children, and like most parents, I want to see my children to succeed.
Unfortunately, in the case of this book, the author's research was limited to children who (kind of) succeed, even though the odds are heavily against them. In this sense it felt like the book was a bit misleading in that it is not speaking about all children, but a particular demographic of children (an important part of the education puzzle to be sure, but not all children). Also, while the research was interesting, it was incomplete, the author focused on children who had gone to college but have yet to complete their education as well as programs initiated at schools that are still in their infancy. It also looked at students who were great at chess (such a long section on chess!) but couldn't seem to translate that acumen to their studies.
The author took the point of view that finishing college was the definition of success, but then seemed to change that view in the final pages of the book as he reminisced about how he dropped out of college to ride his bike cross country.
I think that the subject matter is a bigger topic than this book allows, and maybe a starting point for discussion as this review points out more eloquently than I ever could.
There is a New York Times article entitled "Class Differences in Child-Rearing Are on the Rise" that takes a more well-rounded look as to why certain children excel (and it doesn't take 200 pages to get to the point). The article is much shorter and was surprisingly optimistic.
As for the book, I gave it 3 stars on Goodreads.
On a recent visit to my local library, I picked up Find the Good: Unexpected Life Lessons from a Small-Town Obituary Writer by Heather Lende.
I wasn't really sure what to expect, but it was just what I needed to read. I've been stuck in a rut since the new year started, working to let go of the things that bother me, trying to be a better mother and wife, while dealing with a 4-year-old's sudden onset of separation anxiety and also preparing for my husband to work night shifts for the next two weeks. Finding the Good reminded me that there is always good around me, and I don't have to wait for life to be perfect to find things to be happy about. For a book that centers on the deaths of people, it was a surprisingly light read with bits of humor sprinkled through out. If your days are feeling a little long and depressing, this book is worth the read.
My favorite quote in this book was:
I am hoping that 2016 will be the year I get back in the habit of reading again – I feel like a more rounded person when I am reading on a regular basis. So while I don't have a lofty goal of 52 books for this year, I do hope I can read at least two books each month.
Here goes...
At the close of 2015 I was reading How Children Succeed: Grit, Curiousity and the Hidden Power of Character by Paul Tough. The book held a lot of promise for me as I am a parent of young children, and like most parents, I want to see my children to succeed.
Unfortunately, in the case of this book, the author's research was limited to children who (kind of) succeed, even though the odds are heavily against them. In this sense it felt like the book was a bit misleading in that it is not speaking about all children, but a particular demographic of children (an important part of the education puzzle to be sure, but not all children). Also, while the research was interesting, it was incomplete, the author focused on children who had gone to college but have yet to complete their education as well as programs initiated at schools that are still in their infancy. It also looked at students who were great at chess (such a long section on chess!) but couldn't seem to translate that acumen to their studies.
The author took the point of view that finishing college was the definition of success, but then seemed to change that view in the final pages of the book as he reminisced about how he dropped out of college to ride his bike cross country.
I think that the subject matter is a bigger topic than this book allows, and maybe a starting point for discussion as this review points out more eloquently than I ever could.
There is a New York Times article entitled "Class Differences in Child-Rearing Are on the Rise" that takes a more well-rounded look as to why certain children excel (and it doesn't take 200 pages to get to the point). The article is much shorter and was surprisingly optimistic.
As for the book, I gave it 3 stars on Goodreads.
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On a recent visit to my local library, I picked up Find the Good: Unexpected Life Lessons from a Small-Town Obituary Writer by Heather Lende.
I wasn't really sure what to expect, but it was just what I needed to read. I've been stuck in a rut since the new year started, working to let go of the things that bother me, trying to be a better mother and wife, while dealing with a 4-year-old's sudden onset of separation anxiety and also preparing for my husband to work night shifts for the next two weeks. Finding the Good reminded me that there is always good around me, and I don't have to wait for life to be perfect to find things to be happy about. For a book that centers on the deaths of people, it was a surprisingly light read with bits of humor sprinkled through out. If your days are feeling a little long and depressing, this book is worth the read.
My favorite quote in this book was:
The life you imagine doesn't just happen while you are daydreaming about it on the drive across the country. It requires effort once you reach your destination.I gave this book 5 stars on Goodreads.
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To round out the month, I read another pick from my library: Searching for Sunday: Loving, Leaving, and Finding the Church by Rachel Held Evans.
Rachel Held Evans is a blogger turned author, who happens to be an excellent writer. To be frank, I am always a bit leery of bloggers turned writers. It often feels like their books aren't so much well-written books as they are compilations of blog posts that could use a good (or better) editor.
That is not the case with Evans. She writes from personal experience but also includes a depth of research, coupled with an eloquent writing style that many bloggers lack.
And then there is her content, so much of which I identify with...
I grew up (basically) in the south where the teachings of Jesus heavily influenced my worldview. As did the church we attended. By and large I had a wonderful faith experience growing up, but as a college student I begin to feel like "church" was more like a country club than a banquet where Jesus welcomed everyone, especially the marginalized. As a twenty-something who was married, but childless by choice for nearly a decade, I began to feel more distance from church. It seemed like it was a wonderful place if you had a family, but without kids I often felt adrift, unable to connect with the lives of the parents surrounding me. Now that we have children, it feels like we have come full circle and that there is a place for us again.
I plan to order a copy of Searching for Sunday because there was so much I could have highlighted (if I didn't have to return my book to the library). I don't reread books often, but this is one that I am sure will have worn pages in the years to come. It reminded me that I am not alone in many of my feelings, that it is ok to have doubts and that our past influences our present, and for that I am grateful. I feel like I have found Sunday, but hope to bridge the gap for those who are still searching, or those who have been hurt by the church.
A few of the passages that resonated with me:
I gave this book 5 stars on Goodreads.
Rachel Held Evans is a blogger turned author, who happens to be an excellent writer. To be frank, I am always a bit leery of bloggers turned writers. It often feels like their books aren't so much well-written books as they are compilations of blog posts that could use a good (or better) editor.
That is not the case with Evans. She writes from personal experience but also includes a depth of research, coupled with an eloquent writing style that many bloggers lack.
And then there is her content, so much of which I identify with...
I grew up (basically) in the south where the teachings of Jesus heavily influenced my worldview. As did the church we attended. By and large I had a wonderful faith experience growing up, but as a college student I begin to feel like "church" was more like a country club than a banquet where Jesus welcomed everyone, especially the marginalized. As a twenty-something who was married, but childless by choice for nearly a decade, I began to feel more distance from church. It seemed like it was a wonderful place if you had a family, but without kids I often felt adrift, unable to connect with the lives of the parents surrounding me. Now that we have children, it feels like we have come full circle and that there is a place for us again.
I plan to order a copy of Searching for Sunday because there was so much I could have highlighted (if I didn't have to return my book to the library). I don't reread books often, but this is one that I am sure will have worn pages in the years to come. It reminded me that I am not alone in many of my feelings, that it is ok to have doubts and that our past influences our present, and for that I am grateful. I feel like I have found Sunday, but hope to bridge the gap for those who are still searching, or those who have been hurt by the church.
A few of the passages that resonated with me:
...my cynicism protected me from disappointment, or so I believed. So I expected the worst and smirked when I found it... For better or worse, the faith of our youth informs our fears, our nostalgia, our reactions, and our suspicions. [p.87]
This is what God's kingdom is like: a bunch of outcasts and oddballs gathered at a table, not because they are rich or worthy or good, but because they are hungry, because they said yes. And there's always room for more. [p.148]
What you promise when you are confirmed is not that you will believe this forever. What you promise when you are confirmed is that this is the story you will wrestle with forever. [p.194]
I gave this book 5 stars on Goodreads.
Outside 365 | January 2016
A friend of mine sends her son to a Forest Kindergarten (for preschoolers) here in Chattanooga. I love this concept and that one of their governing rules is that there is no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothing choices.
Anyways, the kindergarten is located in Lookout Valley which is a little too far of a drive for me to commit to, but I found that I kept turning the concept over in my mind. We want our boys to love the outdoors and I think that so much learning and imagination happens when you are not hindered by toys – we love toys and electronics, but we also want natural landscapes to play a part in our kid's upbringing.
So, I came up with this idea that there was no reason we couldn't try to spend a little bit of every day (regardless of the weather) outside. We live on an acre of wooded land that features rocky outcroppings; the playground across the street has woods with trails; we live one street over from a natural area with two additional miles of trails; and Signal Mountain and the greater Chattanooga area boasts tons of things to do outside. We can do this!
I mentioned my plan to Daniel and then we set out to make it happen.
The month of January was a tricky one. Temperatures ranged from the teens (in the south, that is cold!) to days in the 60s. There was rain and fog and sleet and snow. But there were also days with plenty of sunshine.
Did we succeed? Truth be told we did not get outside every day, but 22 days out of 31 we managed to spend at least an hour outside.
We went on hikes as a family to Sunset Rock and Mushroom Rock. We played in the snow. We discovered secret forts. We played on playgrounds with friends. We went on neighborhood walks and bike rides. And Jack spent a lot of time with his daddy playing on our property.
Isaac did not spent quite as many days outside, but at least half of the month we had him outdoors with us.
Both of our boys developed eczema on their hands from the cold, so we are trying to balance healing their hands with our desire for outdoor play. This goal of mine is a fluid one, but I hope that we will continue to get outside as much as we can this year.
And on the days we can't get out, we will look out our windows and dream of warmer days.
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