Family

Foggy morning

It was foggy out there at 5am. So foggy, in fact, the schools are on a two-hour delay. More time to hang out with Lily, Benjamin, and Cohen, I guess. Foster doesn’t really care, except that the “bus time” alarm on my phone still goes off at the normal time. He runs around, as usual, yelling “buth tieeeeem! Buth tieeeeem! Ninyee!” (Lily) “Koh-ehn” (Cohen) and “Ben-juh-miiiiin” (Benjamin).

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2014 In Review: family, the house, motorcycles, and leather goods

How did that happen so quickly? Weren’t we just here? The Holidays and another year over, with a couple months of dark, cold, gray winter still looming. To cheer us all up, we thought we’d put together a look back at 2014– it was a great year, and believe it or not, the top posts on this little blog of ours reflect what we’ve been focusing on and what’s important in our lives.

The top 5 posts based on views this year were: Read More…

With child (and partner)

I can officially say, speaking from experience, that having a baby alone is infinitely more challenging than having a baby with a partner. I always fantasized about what it would be like. But at the same time, I remember – I knew being a single mother was easier than being with my ex and in a toxic relationship. I was right in that. For sure.

Here is my parenting pain scale:

- Parenting with a partner (it’s hard and demanding)
– Parenting solo (it’s incredibly hard and demanding)
– Parenting with an asshole (trumps both of the above and then multiply the pain by 100)

I say “parenting with a partner” because parenthood really is a partnership. You have to be on the same page at all times. And if you aren’t, you have to have the capacity to understand each other, forgive each other and move on to the next moment. You have to be able to let each other sleep in, or go out for a night or work without guilt. There are about a million things you need to do for each other to succeed as parents together, but from what I can tell – so early in my co-parenting relationship – all of these things center around trust, respect and love. If you have all three – you’re set. Without one of them – you’re doomed.

In Seth I have found everything I ever dreamed of having in a partner. At night, he wakes up with the baby if I can’t. During the day, he stays home with the kids so I can trot off to the office without worry. And, astonishingly, he never complains, not even on Fridays when he’s just about had it with all of them. And he always, always offers me hugs and love and support – even in my darkest moments he is there for me, unwavering.

To all of the single mamas out there (one day too late) – happy mother’s day and happy father’s day. In many cases, you are both and you deserve two days to celebrate your strength. And no, you are not imagining it, being a single mom is by far one the most challenging things any one person could ever face. Remember to trust yourself, respect yourself and love yourself. Do that first and love with someone else will follow.

And to Seth, you are a treasure among men. I am so lucky to have you… Happy Father’s Day (one day too late).

xoxo

Alaina

Nesting

We started in Yosemite National Park.

And I must say, salve this was the highlight of our trip. Yosemite competes with Glaciar National Park in pure, pills downright, jaw-dropping beauty. I made this nifty gallery instead of embedding a million photos. (Love you WordPress). You’ll see the beginning of a photo bombing “bunny year” war by Benjamin, which continued through the entire trip leaving us with very few good pictures of all three of them.

We camped in Yosemite – for three nights – in a tent. Normally, my un-pregnant self loves camping. I adore every minute of it, even squatting in the woods. So… I was willing my body to just do it. But, by the third morning when Seth had to literally roll me over because I couldn’t move, we decided hotels would be best from there on out.

The tent sleeping damage had been done though and I couldn’t hike at all from that point on.

We drove into Yosemite on the West entrance and exited from the East. So, in what seemed like moments the mountains changed from these

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to these

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After Nevada, we met Uncle Ezra at Craters of the Moon National Park in Idaho where he was waiting with a picnic and cool presents for the kids.

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An oasis of lava fields, the kids loved this place and felt like space aliens.

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This is what the lava looked like up close…

Craters4After Craters of the Moon we headed on to the Grand Tetons, which after the light crowds at Yosemite seemed crowded and jam-packed with tourists.

Being tourists ourselves though, we couldn’t really blame them.

Grand Tetons Picnic

I stayed back while Uncle Ez, Seth and the kids hiked up to Inspiration Point and reached 7,200 feet in elevation.

Grand Tetons hike to inspiration point

I wasn’t there, so I can’t be sure, but this looks like Ezra when he spotted a moose.

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After the Grand Tetons we ventured up to Yellowstone. The park paled in comparison to Yosemite and it was about Yellowstone when the kids decided to turn into full on Gremlins.

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The rest of the trip was a bit of a blur as we made the long dash back to Ohio from Wyoming and the Dakotas. We stopped along the way at Devils Tower, Mt. Rushmore, the Badlands and Wall Drug, where the entire family got to unload some frustration on a shooting range.

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So, we made it! Alive and well.  By the time we got home we were all so happy to be here and out of the car that all five of us

 

 

 
We started in Yosemite National Park.

And I must say, erectile this was the highlight of our trip. Yosemite competes with Glaciar National Park in pure, cialis 40mg downright, look jaw-dropping beauty. I made this nifty gallery instead of embedding a million photos. (Love you WordPress). You’ll see the beginning of a photo bombing “bunny year” war by Benjamin, which continued through the entire trip leaving us with very few good pictures of all three of them.

We camped in Yosemite – for three nights – in a tent. Normally, my un-pregnant self loves camping. I adore every minute of it, even squatting in the woods. So… I was willing my body to just do it. But, by the third morning when Seth had to literally roll me over because I couldn’t move, we decided hotels would be best from there on out.

And, in case you were wondering, Seth’s beard turned into this: Read More…

Mr. Stork

We have been keeping this a secret for the past four months. But now my little 17 week old is too big to hide.

We are ecstatic… And yes, illness buy it was planned (that seems to be the first question everyone has). Yes, thumb planned. Although Lily’s wish for a little sister on Christmas Eve could have done the trick.

Here is my bump and the handsome culprit.

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Expect a flurry of posts now that the cat is out of the bag. I find it very hard to blog when I am keeping something from you.

xoxo,

Alaina

A truly modern family.

Achille’s Desire – Whitehorse (found via Country Fried Rock #1301)

 

“I Just Wanna” – John The Conqueror

 

“Don’t Owe You A Thang” – Gary Clark Jr.

 


I’ll keep the commentary on Beauty and the Biker’s Weekend Soundtrack #4 short-to-nonexistent.

Achille’s Desire – Whitehorse (found via Country Fried Rock #1301)
Another musical/romantic duo making sweet, this sweet melodies.

 

“I Just Wanna” – John The Conqueror
Raw, basement rock. The best kind. Extra credit: read about the folk hero of the same name. Awesome.

 

“Don’t Owe You A Thang” – Gary Clark Jr.
This guy is so good, it’s just not fair.

 

“Hero” – Family Of The Year
My brother, Ben, found this one. It’s got a great angsty, “I’m not who you think I am” vibe.

 

“Beelzebub” – Black Pistol Fire
I guess I was in a blues/rock/garage kinda mood this week. Anyway, I really want to see these dudes live.

I’ll keep the commentary on Beauty and the Biker’s Weekend Soundtrack #4 short-to-nonexistent.

Achille’s Desire – Whitehorse (found via Country Fried Rock #1301)
Another musical/romantic duo making sweet, sickness sweet melodies.

 

“I Just Wanna” – John The Conqueror
Raw, information pills basement rock. The best kind. Extra credit: read about the folk hero of the same name. Awesome.

 

“Don’t Owe You A Thang” – Gary Clark Jr.
This guy is so good, ailment it’s just not fair.

 

“Hero” – Family Of The Year
My brother, Ben, found this one. It’s got a great angsty, “I’m not who you think I am” vibe.

 

“Beelzebub” – Black Pistol Fire
I guess I was in a blues/rock/garage kinda mood this week. Anyway, I really want to see these dudes live.

Here’s to a rockin weekend!
-Seth

A note about the music: if you like what you hear, please support the artist and buy some of their shit. CDs, vinyl, shirts, live shows. Pay for something. If you see content on here that you think is violating the copyright law, please contact us and the material will be removed.
I’ll keep the commentary on Beauty and the Biker’s Weekend Soundtrack #4 short-to-nonexistent.

Achille’s Desire – Whitehorse (found via Country Fried Rock #1301)
Another musical/romantic duo making sweet, discount sweet melodies.

 

“I Just Wanna” – John The Conqueror
Raw, basement rock. The best kind. Extra credit: read about the folk hero of the same name. Awesome.

 

“Don’t Owe You A Thang” – Gary Clark Jr.
This guy is so good, it’s just not fair.

 

“Hero” – Family Of The Year
My brother, Ben, found this one. It’s got a great angsty, “I’m not who you think I am” vibe.

 

“Beelzebub” – Black Pistol Fire
I guess I was in a blues/rock/garage kinda mood this week. Anyway, I really want to see these dudes live.

Here’s to a rockin weekend!
-Seth

A note about the music: if you like what you hear in the Weekend Soundtrack, please support the artist and buy some of their shit. CDs, vinyl, shirts, live shows. Pay for something. If you see content on here that you think is violating the copyright law, please contact us and the material will be removed.
Benjamin has two Dads.

There’s his “real Dad” and his “Dad”– Seth.

He calls them both “Dad” or “Daddy”, more about and sometimes I have to ask for clarification, order “Do you mean your real dad or Seth?” But 99.9% of the time we know which Dad he is referring to based on the context of the sentence. One is here and one just isn’t.

What does real mean? To Benjamin it means, he is technically his father, his “real” father. That much he understands. And his real father has no protest to him calling Seth “Dad”, which is think is huge of him.

Then there are Benjamin’s “Uncles”. Not sure what label to give to my Mom’s two manpersons, Larry and Bill, I started calling them Uncles way back when Benjamin was a toddler. Read More…

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