Bucket List #17

As a child I attended a week long day camp called Redwood Grove. It was aptly named, since everyday we would gather at the entrance and walk down into a giant redwood forest in the Los Altos hills. There was a boardwalk that meandered through the trees, open spaces and an old house in the style of a Mexican hacienda, centered around a courtyard. In the house we would learn about the environment, local indigenous tribes, and native wildlife. We played any number of games in the open field and did scavenger hunts through the forest. My favorite part was making fry bread covered with cinnamon and sugar. That was until I was old enough to go to the older kids camp where we got to spend the last night of the week sleeping outdoors in the forest.

After the normal day of camp ended we would eat dinner and then the evening events would commence. This involved stories, chewing mint lifesavers in the dark and watching them light up in each others mouths, and laying out our sleeping bags. The highlight of the night was an unlit walk/hike around the camp and through the woods. It was terrifying and thrilling. We had just spent the week learning about all the native animals and creepy crawlies and then spend 30-45 minutes walking alone in the dark along a rough trail. Scary though it was, I was always happy that I chose to do it.

Today I picked up The Week magazine and turned to the last page, which is usually an excerpt from a current book. It just so happens that the article was from a book that I’m going to read for my book club called Wild: From Lost To Found On The Pacific Crest Trail. It’s about a woman who walks the entire Pacific Crest Trail (Mexico to Canada), by herself, with no previous hiking experience. Whoa.  Along the same lines is the book Eat, Pray, Love and some of my favorite movies Under The Tuscan Sun and Southbounders. These are all stories of women who have set out for one reason or another, usually because of tragedy, on their own personal walkabouts. And I want to do that too, minus the tragedy. I give you #17.

  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.
  16. Throw a huge party and invite all of our friends and family. Dancing included.
  17. Go on an epic solo adventure. 
~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.

Feelin’ good.

And we’re over it.


Bucket List #16

June is wedding season and 2012 proves to be no different. On Saturday, we attended the wedding of our friends Becky and Gary. It was in the sloping foothills of the Sierra Nevada, on a ranch, in a converted barn. It was beautiful, as was the bride. This was Porter’s first wedding and he was patient, well mannered and friendly. We caught up with some old friends and got to swim in a bonafied pond, with a paddle boat. All in all it was the perfect country weekend, and we have Becky and Gary’s eternal love to thank for giving us a good reason to celebrate.

Luke and I were also married in June, here is Boise. We had been together for 8 years, lived together for 6, and were homeowners together for 4 before the big day arrived. To be honest, it was okay with me if we didn’t have an official ceremony with all the bells and whistles. Luke, however, had a more traditional view on the matter. In the end I’m so glad we made an event of our wedding, and had an amazing honeymoon in France. We’ve been talking about celebrating our anniversary every 5 years with a party, and luckily that falls right into my #16.

  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.
  16. Throw a huge party and invite all of our friends and family. Dancing included.
~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.

Making new friends.

My really big baby boy, on the way to the wedding.

The best bubbles to date were the wedding bubbles.




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.

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