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Bucket List #15

We do gobs of travelling. In fact, I am frightfully aware that by doing so we raise our carbon footprint to a size that I’m not proud of. How to justify this? I’m not sure. Maybe after Porter turns two and we have to start paying for his own seat we won’t fly so much. Luke and I are large people (we are actively changing this) and having a large child makes flying even more squished and far from comfortable. We’ve flown first class on a few occasions, and I have to say that if we could afford it, we’d fly first class everywhere. But we can’t, at least not yet :)  I considered making tonight’s item to fly somewhere in a private jet, but I feel pretty ‘eh’ about that. I feel that #15 is something attainable, sustainable, and something I really want to do. Albeit it’s somewhat silly. At least if I accomplish it, then my experience travelling to a destination should be more pleasurable, and that’s always a good way to start and end a trip.

Safety first.
First class allows Porter to sit comfortably on our laps without the ability to harass the person sitting in front of us.
Lots of space in coach, good.
Shared seating in first class, also good.

Paris Airport

Flying home from France, in coach.
International coach flying is painful, but a small price to pay for a bucket list experience, right?



Bucket List

  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
  9. Write a book.
  10. Complete all three courses designed by BKS Iyengar in his book Light On Yoga, over the prescribed 300 weeks (5.7 years). 
  11. Go hang gliding.
  12. Catch a baby being born.
  13. Champion a cause – out of hospital midwife assisted birth.
  14. Have a garden worthy of a Sunset Magazine photo shoot.
  15. Fit comfortably into a coach class airplane seat.
~If you need to catch up on any of my bucket list items, find the corresponding post # in the June 2012 list at the right hand side of this page.

Bucket List #14

Garden photo from Sunset Magazine

Today’s bucket list item is lighter than yesterday’s, I promise. We own about 1/4 acre and have been working on landscaping it bit by bit. To learn more, check out these posts:
It’s About Thyme
Garden: Revolution
Garden: Gearing Up
Garden: Sea Of Green
Garden: Payoff!
Garden: Mulch

Here’s what it looks like today, a far cry from my #14.

 Captured from the best angle.

A more realistic view.

Prettiest tomato flower I’ve ever seen.

Pretty maids all in a row. Cucumbers.

Baby tomatillo

Celery jungle

Watermelons have the prettiest foliage, in my opinion.

Low water aroma garden flowers.

The aroma garden smells great. Imagine that.

We use flood irrigation to water our lawn weekly, but because of a gate we weren’t able to berm all the way around the yard. Now we have a chain of sandbags. Not exactly Sunset worthy. Next time I’ll figure out how to install a french drain.

View from the hammock.

Climbing on the sand box, making eyes at Misty. 

Talking on the phone with Grandma Teri, and sitting on Olive.

My motivation for making the backyard livable.
He likes it, he really really likes it!
  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
  9. Write a book.
  10. Complete all three courses designed by BKS Iyengar in his book Light On Yoga, over the prescribed 300 weeks (5.7 years). 
  11. Go hang gliding.
  12. Catch a baby being born.
  13. Champion a cause – out of hospital midwife assisted birth.
  14. Have a garden worthy of a Sunset Magazine photo shoot.
~If you need to catch up on any of my bucket list items, find the corresponding post # in the June 2012 list at the right hand side of this page.


Bucket List #13 Epiphany

I think the last two days have been a sign for me. Today’s bucket list item was going to be:

13. Champion a cause.

I was feeling optimistic. I was going to give myself some time to think about it (like maybe even years) and then eventually commit to a cause that tugged at my heart and that I felt needed my action. If you read yesterday’s post then you know my feelings towards pregnancy and birth. I did a post about it, my best friend was in labor, it’s been on my mind. Her baby was born early this morning, beautifully, and my day was off to an amazing start. I was elated that my friend got to deliver her baby without a cesarean section and that she’s joined the ranks of mommies everywhere. It had me thinking about how lucky I was to fulfill my own lifelong dream to deliver Porter out of the hospital, with midwives and in the most natural way possible. I was flying high. Then I got the saddest email, of my life. It delivered news that rocked my core in a way that I can’t deny and have never felt before. My cause landed straight into my mailbox, ding!

If you live in the Boise area, you may know about the recent events surrounding our local midwives Coleen and Jerusha Goodwin. I’d say Google it, but I’m not sure the media has portrayed the whole situation without serious bias, and I don’t feel the details about what happened are mine to share. What I do know is that they are not able to practice midwifery in Idaho and have been bankrupted by these recent events. Not only are these local midwives, but they were my midwives, along with a few other beautifully skilled women, whom Coleen and Jerusha trained. The whole situation makes me sad. Not only for my midwives, but for the babies that won’t get to be delivered into their skilled hands and to future midwives who won’t get to apprentice under them. This loss impacts the entire community and the entire midwifery movement. My heart is broken in a way that I’ve never experienced before.

I don’t know what it’s like to have a doctor present at a birth, other than what I’ve seen as a doula. I’m pretty sure that most  folks don’t have a professional relationship their doctor, have them deliver their child and then take a walk in the park sharing scones and coffee with them and their children. Please, correct me if I’m wrong. I did have those relationships with my midwives. I worked with them professionally as a doula, before they so graciously provided 100% of my pre and post natal care. Then I got to hang out with my midwife Holly and her beautiful daughters in the park. The relationship that any woman and family has with their midwives is strong, but I feel especially attached to these women and the work that they do. My history working with both doctors and midwives has shaped my beliefs about the way I think birth ought to be handled.

There aren’t a lot of blatant political statements on my blog, and that’s on purpose. One, I don’t like confrontation. Two, I want to have fun writing. Three, I want you to have fun reading it. I know that when political positions are established that there will always be people who disagree, and I don’t expect this to be any different. If after reading this, you want to tear into me about the state of birth in our country, please consider first taking a deep breath. Remember, I’m not assessing YOU specifically. When you feel like we can have a calm conversation about it, drop me a line. Please don’t impale me in the comments section below.

So here it is, my cause that I feel I cannot abandon. Which I promise to fight for and represent as long as I can stand it, and my spirit hasn’t been broken like the midwives I know and love. They who have been pioneers for midwifery in Idaho and champions for personal choice. Who put their passion on the line and had it ripped and beaten to shreds. For those who have been forced to drop the banner, I must pick it up and carry on. For Coleen and Jerusha Goodwin, two of my angel midwives whom I trusted with my life and my baby’s life, to whom I am eternally grateful.

I promise to champion completely natural midwife assisted, and when possible, out of hospital births. To defend the practice of midwifery and the women who provide prenatal, postnatal and well women care because it is a calling and a passion. For the women and families who chose miwifery care for all their prenatal, post natal, and well women care.

My knowledge of pregnancy and birth in the US is greater than most, but nowhere near where it’s going to have to be. I promise to become knowledgeable about studies and statistics regarding birth, and especially out of hospital midwife assisted birth, so that I can be a responsible representative for this cause.

I believe that pregnancy and birth are natural and normal, non medical, life events.

I believe that every birth should be attended by a midwife, except for the absolute highest risk cases, which according to UCSF Medical Center is only 6-8% of all pregnancies. This means that 92-94% of births should be attended by trained midwives.

I believe that hospital birth is not the safest option for all women to deliver babies. To read the debate about this click here.

I believe that women don’t need time lines, pitocin, cervical ripening, epidurals, elective cesareans or cesareans because of “failure to progress” in order to deliver healthy mamas and babies.

I believe that there is an entire mindset surrounding birth in our country that is contrary to the last statement, and in order for those ideas to become true we must change the way we teach families about birth.

I believe that women are inherently strong and capable in mind and body. Big women, small women, women of every race and creed are capable of delivering babies naturally. I don’t think that just because we have the option to take away the pain of labor that it’s a good idea. Allowing a woman’s body to work the way nature intended serves a purpose. Maybe it’s like an initiation, maybe it makes you fight harder for your children. Whatever the purpose of totally natural pregnancy, labor and delivery, it’s there for a reason.

I believe that science and technology have overrun pregnancy and birth. That because of the need to categorize and quantify everything in medicine, most doctors practicing family planning and labor/delivery have little or no idea about what normal natural birth looks like. Midwives do.

This is the start of my journey. One that started when I was a child, fascinated by reproduction and birth and matured with the out of hospital midwife attended birth of my own child. I am glad to have found a cause that means so much to me, but saddened that it took such loss and heartache to really understand my own feelings and spur me to action.

Coleen and Jerusha Goodwin and all the other midwives I know: If you read this, know that I trusted you, and you never once let me down or led me astray. Without you, and the work that you’ve dedicated your lives to, my own life and the lives of my son and husband wouldn’t be as fulfilled. Not only did you give us confidence in your ability to midwife our family, but you gave us the confidence we needed to become informed parents and citizens. Thank you, thank you, a million thank yous.

Bucket List #12

If you’ve known me long enough, or if you have my email address, than you know I’ve made attending births as a doula something of a hobby. (You should follow the last doula link, for real, do it.) The memory of my brother being born, or wheeled out in my mother’s arms actually, is vivid. Strange that I don’t really remember her pregnant belly, but I remember receiving the anatomically correct baby boy doll and preparing for the blessed event. Then there was my obsession with the NOVA Miracle of Life special. I’ve watched it countless times, and you can too online for free, just follow the link. If you look at a few of my favorite books, anything by Ina May GaskinThe Midwife’s Apprentice and The Red Tent, you can probably tell that I’ve got a thing for reproduction and birth.

Most of this birth appreciation happened before I went to college. While taking a Woman’s Health class at UCSC I got to talking with another young lady who was majoring in Community Studies, like myself. The degree required a 6 month field study of our choosing. I asked her where she was doing hers and the response left me in total awe. She was going to Guatemala to work with local midwives in tribal communities. WHA!! You could do that? Why didn’t I think of that? Incidentally, I had a great field study working at Women In Community Service in Seattle. But it was no midwifery.

After college I studied to become a doula and was certified by Doulas Of North America. I attended a whole bunch of births in California and Idaho, and considered becoming a midwife. As a teacher I had to put my doula work on hold, but I took some time to get to know the local midwife Coleen Goodwin at The Baby Place in Meridian where Porter was born, and found out what it would take to become one. It was a pivotal conversation for me.

While I love reproduction and birth, I don’t have the desire to commit as much time and energy as it takes to be a midwife. I’m not willing to sacrifice being with my family at a moments notice, or being able to stay home with my son. My priorities are devoted with my family and I can’t divide them with a calling like midwifery. I decided all that before I even had a kid. She was very honest with me and I appreciate that, but it was big blow. Even though midwifery isn’t my path, it doesn’t mean I have to stop being a doula or stop my dream of becoming a childbirth educator. There is, however, one thing that midwives get to do regularly (even my husband has done it) and that’s my #12.

This post is dedicated my my best friend, who is labor at this very second, expecting her first baby. I’m so excited for her, and that it’s not me going through it. Love you girl!

  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
  9. Write a book.
  10. Complete all three courses designed by BKS Iyengar in his book Light On Yoga, over the prescribed 300 weeks (5.7 years). 
  11. Go hang gliding.
  12. Catch a baby being born.
~If you need to catch up on any of my bucket list items, find the corresponding post # in the June 2012 list at the right hand side of this page.
He was looking for a specific book (which wasn’t even on the shelf)
and took some time to read a few other books along the way.
Strawberry, yogurt and honey popsicles in the making.
Sweet new jogging stroller, courtesy of Lissa.
It made a huge difference on today’s run and I love it.

Bucket List #11

#11 is for the sheer exhilaration of it. No need to jump out of planes or off bridges. Just running off cliffs and flying.

  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
  9. Write a book.
  10. Complete all three courses designed by BKS Iyengar in his book Light On Yoga, over the prescribed 300 weeks (5.7 years). 
  11. Go hang gliding.
~If you need to catch up on any of my bucket list items, find the corresponding post # in the June 2012 list at the right hand side of this page.

Maybe it’s because he wearing the 1984 LA Olympics shirt, but P is looking a lot like my brother.

My brother Steve, long ago.

Bucket List #10

I talked about studying yoga at an ashram in India in my #4 Bucket List post. #10 is along the same lines, only more focused on the yoga and a home practice. I’ve always had a hard time doing yoga on my own because I really like being in classes for any type of training that I’m doing. In teaching I don’t like planning curriculum and in exercise I don’t like planning workouts. That’s part of the reason Couch to 5K is so great, because I have an app telling me when to run and when to walk. I think it would be a great practice in discipline to have a home yoga practice, and I think I’ve found a way to have the best of both worlds in my #10.

  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
  9. Write a book.
  10. Complete all three courses designed by BKS Iyengar in his book Light On Yoga, over the prescribed 300 weeks (5.7 years). 
~If you need to catch up on any of my bucket list items, find the corresponding post # on the list at the right hand side of this page.

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Introducing Porter to tether ball.

We go to breakfast at Elmer’s pretty regularly. They are friendly, have good food, have plenty of seating and are pretty quick. Porter calls it the “boon” restaurant, for obvious reasons. Plus, they love him. Can you blame them?

Over the months I’ve ordered P his own pancakes, eggs, fruit  and toast. I’ve also shared my own breakfast with him. None of those times has he sat and eaten for the duration of the meal. Today I got it together and asked for a plate of veggies. He received broccoli, carrots and zucchini. He then proceeded to eat most of the food for the entire meal and was perfectly content. Maybe he’s making up for all the Oreos he was subjected to in the womb.

Props to JC Penny and their Father’s Day catalogue for moving along with the rest of society into the new millennium and recognizing different, but normal, types of families.


For the first time ever, Porter ascended the ladder thingy at the local school all by himself. A proud, and terrifying, moment for me as his mother.

Bucket List #9

Writing a blog is lots of fun for a few reasons. One, it’s easy to share with friends and family about what’s going on in our little corner of the world. Two, I think I’m a bit of an exhibitionist (this goes hand in hand with my voyeurism- put your blinds down when your lights are on in your house if you don’t want me looking in while I walk by). Three, writing is cathartic for me. 


In high school I kept a journal. It was mostly about my love life, but it helped me process emotions and feelings in a safe space. I also really like reading other peoples blogs. In fact, I would say I’m a blog junky (aka voyeur?). Daily, I wait for my RSS feed to show a new blog post. When a new one appears my heart beats faster, a smile spreads across my face and I get giddy with excitement. It’s like getting a letter in the mail almost everyday, sometimes 2 or 3. If there aren’t any posts for awhile, I go through withdrawal and wonder why my bloggers have forsaken me. Luckily I follow enough blogs that it doesn’t happen too often, and I’m quick to forgiveness. Here are my favorites:


Holistic Kid
Being Chelsea
Zero Waste Home
The Tipsy Baker
Daddy Confidential
Mama Natural
Can You See My Fingers?

I guess what this is leading to is that I like to read other peoples writing, and I like to write. An important part of this particular Bucket List challenge is that it requires me to write everyday. This has the bonus of increasing my readership, keeping my creative juices flowing, and allowing my fingers to maintain keyboard dexterity (a most important skill). Another goal for my blog, which I’ve learned from following other blogs, is that I’d like it to have more focus. Maybe I just need to come up with a few sub-sections to give it clear outline? I’m not sure. What I am sure of is my #9. Whether it be another 30 day challenge like this, or a more traditional bound version that can end up on a library shelf is to be determined. What I do know is that writing is in my future.


Bucket List

  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
  9. Write a book.
These are Misty’s true colors coming out…begging/clawing/meowing for attention.
P is usually her best bet. These two are made for each other.

So cute.

The wild flowers in my front yard weren’t cutting it, and therefore had to be cut.
They provided me with this sweet bouquet before getting the final yank.

Waiting in line to sit in mama’s lap.

Bucket List #8

It’s become clear to me through this list that my upbringing has had an large impact on the things I wish to accomplish in my life. For that I must give thanks to my parents for providing us with so many opportunities to learn, but mostly for just being themselves. They aimed high when it came to making sure Steve and I knew that the world was our oyster, and I’m want to affirm that success to them.

As much effort as they put into showing us the world and all it has to offer, I think I’ve learned the most from their interests and how they have led by example in pursuing them. My mom’s love of art, Asian culture, alternative healing, good advice and good listening. Dad’s love of plants, design, beautiful things, loud and emotional music, and cooking. Both of them love to travel, embrace optimism, and are exceedingly generous. Generous to me and my family, but also to my friends. If you know my parents, you probably know what I’m talking about. So thanks mom and dad, for being you and being great parents. #8 is inspired by you.

  1. Travel to 6 of the 7 continents. Let’s be honest, Antarctica is a long shot. So far I’ve been to North America (Canada, Mexico, Costa Rica) and Europe (France).
  2. Spend time practicing yoga at an ashram in India, with my brother.
  3. Join a choral group and sing with them regularly.
  4. Tour all 50 states in an RV.
  5. Visit Monet’s Gardens at Giverny.
  6. Take ballroom dancing classes so I can ballroom dance for fun.
  7. Travel to a far away destination by boat.
  8. To be exceedingly generous to my family and friends.
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3 consecutive pictures of the same kid may be too much, but I know the Grandparents will appreciate them.

The Love Boat at Sushi Joy for our anniversary.
Believe it or not, but I had my fill of sashimi.