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January 8, 2012

What I’ve been reading lately . . .

Besides Getting Things Done.

CBS doesn’t know Ron Paul is running for president?

My good friend and former roommate Jenn Morrill writes about politics and Ron Paul for the Examiner.  If you think I follow politics closely, meet Jenn, who makes me look like a casual observer at best.  Even though we don’t share all the same political views, I love reading her articles because her passion for and dedication to her values are so evident.  Her articles have also sensitized me to issues I haven’t always recognized.  For example, Ron Paul and the media.  Whenever supporters of a particular candidate start to talk about unfair media treatment, I am a bit skeptical — I mean, every ardent supporter thinks their candidate is getting the short end of the stick, right?  But over the last several weeks, I have begun to think that Ron Paul supporters are right.  Following the Iowa caucus this week I read two articles in major media outlets that failed to mention Ron Paul at all.  Seriously?  How does that happen when he was only about three percentage points below the first place finisher?

2011 Lesson #2: Don’t Carpe Diem

One of Neal’s friends (only on facebook, of course, in real life I am his only friend) posted this and he sent it to me, and I like it.  I think most of it represents the way I experience motherhood.  As my parents so often remind me, for most of my life I swore I would never have kids, only monkeys (that I would obviously dress in diapers).  And I can see why I felt that way.  Because parenting is tough.  And if a certain biological clock hadn’t started ticking in a crazy-loud, undeniable way, I could see myself still doing other good in the world sans Addison.  Truthfully,  many days I want to do those other things I used to do in the world because they were far less tiring and never-ending.  Sure, I often worked 12-hour days at various non-profit organizations, but I got to SIT all. day. long.  And when I opened a snack, no little hands took it away.  Or deleted the text I was writing.  So luxurious.

The point is, I don’t hate when people say, “Enjoy every minute.”  Or tell me that they enjoy every minute of parenthood.  Probably because I think it’s not really true (but also because, hey, good for them if they do!).  But I’m comfortable with the fact that it’s not like that for me.  I don’t call them “Kairos moments,” but that’s what I look forward to — moments when I’m a little bit awestruck that I get to know and love Addison every day.  Some days I think of her as my baby, but more often now I think that she is just an incredible human being, already so full of good intentions (but still needing a little guidance about the social unacceptability of nose-picking).  I am grateful that I get to spend these days the way I do, but I’m not giddy about it from moment to moment.  It’s just too exhausting to make me giddy.

Erin Caroline’s Birth Story

I love birth stories.  I’ll never have a birth story like this, but I might if life always worked out just exactly how we would like (although I’d still want my doula there; she was so fantastic!).



  1. I also have a friend who is super into Ron Paul, and I’ve read quite a few of the articles/watched many of the videos he’s posted about the media bias, and I’m also convinced that it’s a real thing. My own bias for the underdog in any given situation makes me more likely to vote for him, if I get the chance. And Romney is just seeming less and less appealing all the time.

    Question about your doula: Do you know if she’s still working in Utah County/how to get in touch with her? I went to her website (following the links from your previous posts), but everything there seems pretty outdated. A dear friend of mine in Provo is expecting a baby, and while she wants me to be her doula, I’d love to recommend someone else (a really top-notch someone else, like your doula) in the event that I can’t be out there for the birth. Anyway, any ideas on that?

    Comment by Sara Katherine Staheli Hanks — January 9, 2012 @ 12:32 am

    • I know her blog is out of date, but as far as I know (which was in the summer when a friend of mine met with her about being her doula), she is still working as a doula in Utah County as well. She was a little slow in getting back to my friend (she has another business that keeps her busy as well, but they did connect and she was still taking clients. This is her email:

      Comment by llcall — January 9, 2012 @ 4:00 am

  2. I love Erin’s birth story too. I still tear up when I talk about it to anyone. And thank you for the link to the Don’t Carpe Diem post. LOVE IT!!!!! I have always been at ill-ease with that situation too, but couldn’t quite resolve the situation in my head and heart. That post does it perfectly. I read it out loud to Ry and we both laughed through it and thought it was beautiful.

    Comment by v. blanchard — January 9, 2012 @ 2:32 am

    • I should have given you a shout-out, Victoria, since you are the one that sent me the Cjane link!

      Comment by llcall — January 9, 2012 @ 4:09 am

  3. … you’ve created a monster… I’ve spent an hour reading Momastery and C. Jane’s blogs. I’ve read some of C. Jane’s articles in the Deseret News; I had no idea she had a blog too. I’m hooked. Anyhow, I really enjoyed the Don’t Carpe Diem post. Her honesty is beautiful and intriguing. I can’t wait to read more 🙂 thanks for the wonderful links!

    Comment by Kristin — January 9, 2012 @ 3:06 am

  4. Maybe it’s just me, but I figure the people that are telling you to enjoy every minute and that they enjoyed every minute of motherhood, really just remembered the good stuff. Sit down and talk with any older mother about specific details- like when did your child start sleeping through the night? When did they start telling lies? How long did it take you to potty train? How many poopy blow out did your baby have all over the floor? And I can almost guarantee you they won’t be able to recall those moments, much less were they singing Disney songs while they cleaned that poop up from the carpet. (Here I should leave an opening for the 0.1% of mothers who actually do that- and then I think they are just putting up a false representation to their kids.)

    I guess that’s my big hold up, and I know a couple ladies who do that. They feel like they are going to screw up their kids if they show any other emotion other than extreme joy all day long (one friend was actually advising young mother to fake it till you make it- fake it- having a smile on her face and happy voice- make it- till the kids went to bed). I think it’s good for kids to see you have ALL emotions, as long as you handle it in a non harmful way and explain to the kids- mom is having a lousy day and she needs to be alone for just a little while. Of course, I’m probable going to be the one who messed my kids up the most. 😉

    Ok, off my soap box. I agree about Ron Paul I was a big supporter for a long time,I haven’t been able to follow very closely the last few month, but he always did get looked over in so much before. And now I’m off to wrestle the kids!

    Comment by Ishkhanoohie — January 10, 2012 @ 3:04 pm

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