Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Strong Willed Children: A Couple of Links I Have Been Meaning to Share

I originally started this blog as one means of getting out some stress related to being the mother of a strong willed child.   I have tried again and again to write something that reflects the challenges, at the same time keeping a positive spin and not just being a big internet whiner. Unfortunately, I just haven't felt like I've yet been able to put the right words down that would be honest, helpful, or edifying.  I do feel I have a balanced perspective (most days), but the tough ones do still cloud my thinking from time to time, and I just don't always know how to share my heart with out feeling overly vulnerable and misunderstood.  Thus, I have heretofore refrained from discussing my personal struggle (and even now I simply admit it's there).

However, I have come across some other bloggers who have done a fabulous job of sharing their own struggles of late.  They have challenged me and made me feel that I am not alone on this path.  So, instead of sharing my own mixed bag of woes, challenges, joys, and (hard won) accomplishments...for now I'll just not try to re-invent the wheel and post others' more well put together thoughts here.

 If you are the mother of a strong willed child and need encouragement today, or if you know parents of a strong willed child and simply want to understand their struggle, check out the links below.  



If you are in this place with me, I sincerely hope and pray the Lord blesses and challenges you with these words as he has used them to bless me.  I don't know about you, but it's so helpful just to know I am not the only mother on the planet who struggles to be the right kind of mom for her strong willed child.  

3 Cheers for The Curly Girl Handbook!

Okay,  I'm not going to bore you with the details (see my Facebook page under my post about the baking soda fail if you know me and are really curious), but I will say how much I love The Curly Girl Handbook!  I was lamenting all of my recent hair woes with a friend several weeks back, because I heard she had been using the baking soda wash for a while, when she told me about the book.  At first I was not too excited because I have seen their very, very confusing website  - which can be helpful but is also not well organized.

Anyway, thank God for the book!  There is a whole section for each kind of curl type with detailed instructions on how to care for your curls, including a dvd with video instructions.  This is not going to be an all around review, but let me just say how normal I felt after reading this book!  For years, people have looked at me kind of screwy when I tell them that my hair is actually more curly than not - especially the various hair dressers I've been to. My question has always been, then WHY do you feel the need to blow dry and flat iron my hair like crazy whenever I sit in your chair?!  I know my curls are not terribly uniform and look more enhanced in some areas than others, but it does act more curly than straight most days.

All this to say...I took the book's advice and am living with my weird wavy/curly hair.  I decided a few months back that I just do NOT have time to deal with making it perfectly straight any longer, when that's just not what it is.  I was thrilled that the book encouraged me toward embracing my hair type instead of fighting it. More specifically, it taught me that while my hair may act a bit weird at times, it's natural pattern and response really is curly.  It also gave a VERY simple routine to follow that helps my incredibly sensitive waves actually hold their shape w/ very little effort.  It used to be a daily battle with my hair, but I am over it.  This does not mean that I don't sometimes pull out the flat iron to achieve a certain look, but it is not on a daily, hair damaging basis any longer.  I am learning to live with my locks and love them for what God made them to be, even if they do seem to have a mind of their own.

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Washing My Hair With Baking Soda: Fail...(though I did find another solution)

My hair has been changing since I began having children.  I went from 'perfectly' straight, hair model type hair (those were words of my friends in the past, not my own), to this weird mushroom shaped head that was sometimes kind of wavy and sometimes straight but never really one or the other.  It began to tangle easily and just wasn't the same as it used to be: as in, before I could go days without combing or brushing my hair and no one noticed (my roommate finally noticed and commented on this several months after we had been living together in college one year).  I could literally roll out of bed most days, place my hair in a part and walk out the door as long as it was clean.  Or, I could just literally 'wash and wear' with no ill effects. Sometimes girls would even ask me what I did to straighten it, and I would tell them..."Uh, nothing...this is just how it is I guess."  I didn't realize how 'blessed' I was with easy to care for hair.

Needless to say, when my hair began to change, I sort of freaked out.  If you know me, you know I'm not a vain person by any means, but I have always been a bit protective of my locks.  For a few years, I basically just lived with it and used heat to straighten my hair in various ways, though it was never the same as it had been when I was younger.  It was frustrating, but what could I do?  I was clueless....

...Until a few years into this frustrating new hair when I ran into a few blog posts such as this one about washing your hair with baking soda.  Basically, what I read promised that if I'd just give it a couple of solid months, my hair would become more manageable and less frustrating.  I would stop stripping my hair of it's natural oils and it would be restored to it's normal, healthy state if I would just treat it well and stop using shampoo.

So I decided to give it a good solid shot and committed to the baking soda method for 8 weeks.  In the beginning, I loved it.  In fact, after the first use, my husband even commented on how different my hair looked; it obviously wasn't being weighed down by artificial moisturizers any longer.  Then, I got to the weird stage where the scalp makes too much oil for a while and you just have this weird greasy crown some days.  I kept at it, because every thing I had read  promised this would happen.  In the end, though, the oils would balance out and my hair was supposed to be healthier and happier, for the long run.

Well, I'm not sure what happened, but it just didn't go that way for me in the end.  I did get over the funky greasy stage, but then my hair just got incredibly dry and even more unmanageable.  When I would try to condition it, the conditioner would stick to my hair and make it look like I hadn't washed it in a week or two. I used multiple kinds of conditioners - some 'natural' and some not (w/o supposed 'bad' oils and chemicals for curly girls), but nothing seemed to help.  If I used any conditioning at all, I looked greasy again, but if I didn't I was overly dry.  While it was no longer being weighed down by anything artificial, it also didn't shine or look healthy, though at least it didn't look dirty. In short, it just felt weird.

All that to say, I stuck it out, but I just couldn't live with the baking soda wash long term.  I have read of a variety of methods (so it's quite possible that I just didn't choose the right one), but that's okay with me for now.  Those several weeks of experimentation were enough for me, and for now I've settled on a new solution from The Curly Girl Handbook.

What was supposed to be this short update is now taking up a lot of space so I'll spare the details and come back to this story another time.  I will close in saying how thankful I am for the aforementioned book though - it literally gave me all the answers that NO ONE had been able to for about 4 years.  Suffice it to say, I highly recommend it as a reference for anyone whose hair has the slightest wave or curl pattern.  You won't regret it (and I promise to tell you more later).

Friday, June 8, 2012

For His Glory

t's Five Minute Friday again over at The Gypsy Mama.  We write for five minutes, from thought to fingertips, with no editing.  Just real and raw reaction to the word expectation.  Go.



We wait with expectation...

Wondering what God will do

How He will do it

Where He will ask us to go

How are we to go about it

We tremble

With excitement

With fear

With Joy

Curiosity

Knowing

Who He is

Who we are not

Truth

Our Reality

What if?

When?

Where?

How much will it cost?

Not in dollars and cents.

We Trust He'll provide

For the experience

We wait 

With Expectation

For his glory

Stop.

Sunday, June 3, 2012

A Precious Gift

If you know me, you know I'm an avid garage sale shopper, and you've also heard me say that 100 times. :) You just never know what you'll find at a garage sale.  That's why I so enjoy them.

A few weeks ago, I found this little treasure:

http://www.amazon.com/Favorite-Childhood-Childrens-Thrift-Classics/dp/0486270890

When I perused it's pages upon returning home, several little ditties jumped out at me, many of which I had heard my grandparents recite as a child.  One of them was the poem, "Trees," by Joyce Kilmer.

Trees

I think that I shall never see
A poem so lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day, 
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that in Summer may wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who  intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me, 
But only God can make a tree. 

I told my grandma about the book yesterday, and she promptly quoted the above from memory.  There's something absolutely wonderful about being able to share such a joy with one's grandmother.  Generations separate us, but a beautifully written word joins us seamlessly.  What a precious gift.  

Friday, June 1, 2012

Mama, Mama What Do You See?

It's Five Minute Friday with The Gypsy Mama, and the word is see.  We write for five minutes flat and leave it on the page.  We don't worry about perfection or editing or anything.  We just write what bubbles up from beneath the surface and share it with the world.

Go.

Mama, mama what do you see?

I see a 4 year old little boy looking at me.

I see a newborn looking at me.

I see a 3 month old, a 6 month old, a one year old, a 2 year old, a 3 year old...

I see that little blob on the screen that gave us no doubt he was a boy, and the place on the ultrasound picture where the doctor labeled 'boy' as if our eyes could be that untrained (ha!).  Just in case I guess...

I see a 10 year old, a teenager, a man looking at me.  I see a father looking at me....wondering where he came from, how a tiny mass of cells will likely become all of these things and more...this little leach that grew inside me for 10 months, at 2 weeks late induced.

I see the world's best big brother.  I see a mirror image of his daddy's frame.  I see blonde hair that doesn't match mine (and hopefully never will...).

I see a sweet, strong willed, lovable, at times affectionate, stubborn, talkative, inquisitive, independent soon to be 4 year old looking at me...and I just want to wrap him up and keep him somewhere safe forever....

That's what I see.

Stop.