Thursday, December 31, 2009

Choo Choo - Happy New Year!

Being at home for over a week and trying to cram a year's worth of crafts and projects with the kids apparently allows no time for blogging!  I don't know how you SAHM moms do it.

First, we continued our tradition of building our gingerbread house train this year on Christmas Day.



We even filled the caboose with homemade gingerbread people, thanks to a recipe on Boston Mamas.



Dova watched the snow fall every other day.



And she tried her hand at Orb Factory's Magnetic Mosaica, thanks to a recommendation from Boston Mamas (I don't know what I'd do without Christine!). Alas, Dova didn't receive her two front teeth for Christmas.



Adam helped create this mosaic giraffe from Orb Factory's Magnetic Mosaics Jr. (I'ts been pajama day every day here.)



Dova eagerly dived into this 1000+ piece Sticky Mosaic Jewelry Box (with some help from mom). Wow!



And we topped the crafts off with a favorite from my childhood, Shrinky Dinks!







Hope you had a great holiday! Happy New Year!

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Wednesday, December 23, 2009

A Tale of Two Fish Cakes



For Dova's third birthday, she wanted to have a fish-shaped cake that looked like Nemo.  Being an over-achieving super-mom, I went and bought a fish cake pan, thinking that I would get years of use out of it.  Unfortunately, we got NO responses to her birthday party that year, except for one couple.  So with the pressure off, I baked the cake the night before, turned it out and let it cool under some foil over night.  I was pretty pleased that it came out of the pan cleanly (meticulously following instructions for buttering and flouring the pan).



The next morning, we found the foil on the floor and a huge chunk of the cake eaten by one of our cats!  Yes, this innocent looking cat under the tree.  The divot was a good half inch deep.  Since I was too cheap to throw away the whole cake, I simply cut the portion that was licked off and frosted over the whole thing (I assume my cat didn't stand on the cake while eating it).  Dova wanted a blue and white clown fish, which simply looked weird with the strawberry cake, but who am I to argue with a three-year-old?  I didn't mention to the guests that the cake was previously eaten by our cat but we all got a good chuckle out of it (I didn't serve them that portion).

Every year since, I've asked her whether she wanted another fish cake. Absolutely not each time.  She had graduated to princess cakes, with homemade pink buttercream frosting.  Soon, I was thinking that I had to sell the pan on eBay because I was not getting my $11.99 worth.





This year, she miraculously agreed to have another fish cake.  The night before her party, I had to bake the cake as well as make two batches of cookie dough for her "make your own cookies" birthday party.  Since there was so much going on in the kitchen which had nothing to do with dinner, we decided to go out to eat as soon as the cake was done.  I didn't want to leave the cake in the pan too long, so I turned it out after only 10 minutes.  Big mistake.  It separated into two and I had to scrape the upper half out of the pan, which came out in about four pieces.  I laid the pieces on top of the cake, but it looked like a goner.  Pretty sure it was too warm to turn out as opposed to incorrectly oiled (not buttered) and floured.  You'd think after all these years of baking cakes, that I wouldn't still have cake disasters.

After dinner and putting the kids to bed, I tried to salvage the cake by frosting it all back together.  Softening the frosting with a little milk, I managed to glue it all back together again.  I could finally go to sleep.  It was a miracle!  But it will be extremely unlikely that another fish cake be made in the future.  It must be cursed!

Dova wouldn't pose nicely with her cake, so Adam stood in as "handsome Dova".



But she did take her time thinking about her birthday wish.



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And thinking

She thought so long, her friends were falling asleep! But finally she blew out the candles.



In this shot, the flame also looks like a fish!  How cool!

Happy 6th Birthday Dova!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

WW - Happy Shiny Tree

Wysiwyg under the tree

Peace snowman

Sleigh

OK, enough of these nice pretty Christmas tree shots. How about a tree explosion?

Tree explosion

Lights!

Have a happy shiny Christmas!

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Thursday, December 17, 2009

Geeky MIT Shirts

If you want the ultimate in geeky shirts, visit the MIT Coop.  There are limited versions at their webstore, so unfortunately you have to hoof it to their store in Cambridge, Massachusetts (the Student Center one to be exact).  Here's a selection of shirts:

MIT Shirts

The first shirt says, "The universe exploded out of nothingness 14 billion years ago and all I got was 100 trillion interconnected cells, a self-aware consciousness, and this lousy t-shirt!"

i Pi

First shirt is MIT in equations (OMG I am a geek):
m = E/c² - you all know this one, just do the algebra to put the c² on the other side.
i = √-1 - imaginary number
T = PV/nR - ideal gas law (I am a mechanical engineer after all, and it is the ONLY equation I remember).

Second shirt:
i: Get Rational
pi: Get Real

My Problem
You wanna know what's my problem?
Here's my problem:
If we are R light-years from a Kerr-Newman Black Hole with charge Q, angular momentum S, and mass M, and the line element for space-time in the vicinity of a Black Hole is:
ds² = -dt² + dr² + r² (dθ² + sin² θdφ²)
And if we know that the constants of the motion are:
[Pretty please, don't make me type those equations, my head may explode]
Then how long it is before our Solar System is sucked into the Black Hole?
So what's your problem?
OK, I have to say that I'm not worthy of my MIT degree.  I have no idea what this is saying!

What part of ... don't you understand?

Ditto for this shirt.

Sure, when I was an MIT student, I wore a shirt that read:
And God said:

And there was light!
But one day after the exam covering Maxwell's equations, I totally lost all knowledge of it. My absolute favorite MIT shirt was SPAMIT.

SPAMIT shirt

Stupid people at MIT! Now, that's something I can wear proudly.

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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Breastfeeding and Weaning - It Should Be Easy, Right?

This post was originally published on BlogHer in January 2009. Check out the original post for more tips and comments.

Breastfeeding Adam
Breastfeeding Adam in the hospital.

Breastfeeding is totally natural so it should be easy right?  We all know that's not true.  My own experiences with breastfeeding were excruciatingly painful in the first month.  Both times.  But fortunately, weaning is not so hard, or is it?

One of the biggest controversies when it comes to breastfeeding is the length of time babies are breastfed. Some women are uncomfortable with it and only breastfeed for a few days or a few weeks. Some women only breastfeed while they are on maternity leave and switch to formula when they return to work.  Other working moms pump during work or use a combination of breastfeeding at home and formula at daycare.  Most women in the United States wean by the time the child reaches one year of age.  And finally, there are moms who breastfeed for an extended time until the child self-weans. Which is right?  Whatever works for you and your child of course.

The American Academy of Pediatrics says, "Breastfeeding should be continued for at least the first year of life and beyond for as long as mutually desired by mother and child."  But these are guidelines and are oftentimes cause of mother angst and guilt for either breastfeeding for too short or too long.

Amy Gates put up a thought-provoking post on extended breastfeeding until age 3, 4, or 5.  It is not the norm in the United States, but elsewhere in the world, it is unheard of to stop breastfeeding before the age of two.  The cultural pressures to wean before the age of two in the industrialized world are huge.  Here are my own experiences in breastfeeding and weaning.

When my son was born, we went through the usual trials during the first month and settled into a nice regular schedule for nursing.  I went back to work full-time and found a daycare near my work so I could breastfeed him at lunch.  I also pumped twice during the day to fill in the rest of the feedings.  When he was 10 months old, I stopped pumping but continued to nurse him at lunch.  By then, he was also eating a variety of baby foods.  Whenever people asked me when I was going to wean, I replied about a year.  This artificial end date was partially based on the AAP recommendations and was also due to the fact that we were thinking of having another child.  I had no interest in breastfeeding through pregnancy, although some women do it.  I personally thought it would be strange to be tandem breastfeeding a toddler along with a newborn.

I thought about weaning when my son turned one, but we had a nice comfortable schedule going.  Eventually around 15 months, I started to wean and cut back on the feedings.  Week by week, I dropped one feeding, starting with the daytime ones.  We kept the morning and evening feedings and my son was perfectly fine with it.  After a few weeks, I dropped the morning feeding and then finally the evening feeding.  Since my son was always awake and raring to go in the evenings, I didn't rely on that feeding to put him to sleep.  So it went very smoothly for him.  I was a bit crushed to be giving up this precious bonding time, but I knew it fit into my grand family plan.  About a week later, my breasts were engorged with milk.

"What do I do?"  I asked my husband.  He suggested putting my son on to nurse and I did.  He obviously hadn't forgotten what to do in a week and drained both my breasts.  After that final feeding, my breasts were fine.  They got the message.  Shut down the milk factory.

Unfortunately, it took a whole year to conceive my daughter.  I lamented the missed time that I could have been breastfeeding my son.  But he was healthy and took to drinking regular milk just fine.  And I was enjoying my freedom not being constantly tied to him.  My husband and I finally managed a weekend getaway.  What a concept!

When my daughter was born, we knew this would be our last child, so I vowed to breastfeed her to the age of two.  This brought lots of raised eyebrows even from my husband, who felt he would never get his boobies back.  Let's face it, when your breasts are used as a milk factory, they can't do double duty as sexual objects.  Around twenty months, my father fell ill and I had to visit him every weekend at a hospital that was three hours away.  I couldn't take my daughter on these trips because she wouldn't stand for all the driving and the hours spent at the hospital.  Since I was still nursing, I also couldn't stay overnight because I didn't want to pull out my breastpump which I put away a year ago.  I ended up making exhausting day trips by myself.  I felt torn between taking care of my father and taking care of my daughter.

My father passed when my daughter was 22 months old.  By this time, I was only nursing twice a day, in the morning and evening.  My daughter was very articulate and knew how to ask for it.  She also relied on the evening feeding to settle into sleep.  During the month after my father's death, we finally weaned.  I thought that maybe I should have weaned sooner given the circumstances, but perhaps the nursing kept me grounded during the difficult months before his death.  After weaning this time, my breasts did not become engorged afterwards.  Every once in a while for months, my daughter would ask for it again, but I would simply distract her with a snuggle and a story. It was difficult initially to get her to fall asleep, but she eventually fell asleep with me lying next to her in her bed. After she fell asleep, she would make a suckling noise with her mouth. She still does it occasionally to this day and she is now five.

I often ask both my kids whether they remember breastfeeding. They always say that they do, and if I keep asking them, maybe they will always remember it.  I will always remember it as a special time that I shared with my children.

So my take home message is to wean whenever you feel comfortable.  Despite my desire to breastfeed for an extended time, the freedom I lost was taxing in my circumstance.  The weaning part is easy, doing it on your own terms is harder.

You can find other resources on weaning on the web at Breastfeeding Basics and KellyMom, or in the blogosphere at Breastfeeding 1-2-3 and Breastfeeding Mums.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

WW - 3000 Photos

When Picasa 3.5 came out, I was fascinated by their facial recognition tool. I created name tags for everyone in our family and let Picasa try to pick out our faces from our collection of over 27,000 photos. For the most part, it did an excellent job of separating us by face, but Adam and Dova often got mixed up. Once in a while, a blonde-haired blue eyed girl would also end up under Adam's tag (an alter ego perhaps?). As Picasa worked its magic in the background, I would occasionally go back and fix the wrongly tagged people. After 3000+ photos of the kids were tagged, I tried out the collage feature. Here is a "Picture Pile" of Adam.

Adam collage
Click to see Adam's collage large.

Wow! It's great to see him morph from baby to nine years old.

Dova mosaic collage
Click to see Dova’s collage large.

Dova wanted to use the mosaic option. Three thousand photos make for teeny tiny mosaic tiles!!

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Thursday, December 10, 2009

PSF – This Time Last Year

 

Dova and I don't seem to have much in common (besides stubbornness), but there is one thing that is irrefutable. We both adore the beach. When we got the opportunity to visit the warm waters of Florida on our Disney trip last year, she immediately kicked off her sandals and ran towards the waves. It was a glorious late afternoon, with the golden hour sun spilling down her back and legs, not a care in the world.

Quite a contrast from the snow this week and the ice storm that we were greeted to when we returned last year.  I have this photograph on my desk at work, and I find myself looking at it longingly.  Of course I love the snowy New England winters, but I’d love to manage a warm vacation getaway every year.  Without the cold and the snow, these trips and photos wouldn’t have the same impact.

I know for a fact that Dova is still thinking about the beach, as witnessed by one of her latest Kindergarten drawings:

Gingerbread beach
"My gingerbread boy popped out of the oven and ran to the beach."

So are you enjoying a mild winter down south or are you getting socked with snow like we are in New England?

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Wednesday, December 09, 2009

WW - Gum Wrapper Chain

Gum wrapper chain

When I was in high school, I started making this gum wrapper chain, which got to around 16 feet long. It doesn't compare to the world record holder of 58,266 feet or even notable chains, but still an accomplishment for idle hands.

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Monday, December 07, 2009

Silly Monkey Story - We Finally Have Snow!

Shoveling

After seeing photos of snow in Houston last week, I felt that there was something amiss in the cosmos as we've only had a freak dusting in October. But snow has finally arrived here in Massachusetts and the kids got out to "help" Dad shovel the walk.

But what's that I see, or rather, I don't see on Adam's foot?

Boot fell off

He lost his boot! Silly monkey!


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Sunday, December 06, 2009

Snowmen + Hidden Pictures = Magic


We have tons of seasonal children’s books and these are my favorite for the winter season, especially after the first snow.  What do snowmen do at night?  Of course they frolic around and have a grand ol’ time!

But what make these books especially magical is the tiny print on the last page that says that you can find hidden images of a cat, rabbit, Santa face and more on each page.  It makes you go back and scour and savor each page over again.

Author Caralyn Buehner and illustrator Mark Buehner really know how to enchant young kids (and their moms).


(FTC Disclaimer: Totally not sponsored, just books we love)

Friday, December 04, 2009

PSF - Visiting My Old Dorm Room

On one of my days off to teach Hands on Small Business, I took the opportunity to wander through my old haunts at MIT. There have been quite a few changes since I graduated in 1987, but the nostalgia factor was still high. I lived in a dorm along the Charles River, and I always knew that it had the best view that I would ever experience in my lifetime. From my sophomore year on, I picked rooms on the top floor with this view.



I would watch the cars go through the underpass of Memorial Drive under Massachusetts Avenue all night instead of doing my problem sets.



I walked by my old room which I spent two years in.



Graduating in 2010? Wait, I lived in this room before this girl was even born! Way to feel really old.

The mailboxes were the same, but the front door and front desk were completely renovated. The only thing remaining was the old clock on the wall.



It looked completely different from when I worked the desk which was under the clock. Queue the way-back machine...



It's definitely not 1987 anymore!

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