*Warning: This is a rant. This is me spitting out my feelings. I'll feel better afterwards. I may even deny writing this post in the future, but for now... well, here it goes.
This being my second time living in Utah, I was hoping for a change from the last time. Here's two sad stories to illustrate the "Utah-syndrome" I first experienced back in 2005-2009.
1. Left at the altar. Well, actually, left at the reception is more accurate. My bridesmaids, my closest girlfriends, a.k.a. my roommates, decided to no-show at my wedding reception. Not only did they leave me bridesmaid-less, but one of them was in charge of all the flowers for the reception. This meant that after finally getting ahold of them an hour before the reception was supposed to start and finding out that they weren't coming, I, the bride, had to run to Costco and purchase random flowers, barely making it back in time to arrange the flowers and throw on my dress. My hair and makeup weren't even done, I had an everyday hair-do and NO MAKE UP on for my own wedding reception. Seriously, weddings are so commonplace here in Utah it's almost sad.
2. Throwing my own baby shower. Yup, you read right. For my first child, I had to throw my own shower, paying for everyone else to eat and chat and run. We were on Medicaid for goodness sake. I patiently waited until I was just weeks away from delivering for someone to offer to throw something, even if it were a sprinkle instead of a shower, I would have be so happy. Honestly, I threw it because I NEEDED the gifts. We couldn't afford everything on our baby list.
This time around, Utah Round #2, it hasn't changed much. Unless you have cancer, the ward, your neighbors, even your "friends" don't know your struggles. And your achievements, like having a baby, are commonplace. It's like it's engrained in the Utah culture to keep your problems to yourself and your immediate family. No showers, parties or even a frozen yogurt run were offered to me in celebration of my upcoming baby. I know, it's baby #3, and I don't need any gifts this time around, but aren't your "friends" and ward family supposed to want to celebrate with you? As members of the church aren't we supposed to be a shoulder to cry on, not just a name on a list to deliver a meal?
I miss living in LA where I have FAMILY. Of course I don't have biological family in LA, but I was surrounded by people who LOVED me. They spent time with me, performed services for me, and laughed and cried with me... never once putting their name on a sign-up list to do it. On the other hand, I was privileged to do the same thing for them... I cannot tell you how fulfilling it was to perform Christ-like service.
I know, I know, I was spoiled in LA... and I just need to suck it up here in Utah. Some of you may say "it's what you make of it" but honestly there's a tangible, real ugly difference here in Utah and it's going to be a challenge to break down that wall. Doesn't mean I won't continually try...
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
Researched and purchased $400 in baby stuff on Amazon.com which included the following products that I highly recommend:
-Glow in the dark binkies- I was thinking about making my own with Corryn. I'm so glad that they're finally coming out with these. I cannot tell you how frustrating it is to search around for a binkine in the middle of the night.
That brings me to my next endeavor- sewing. I got a sewing machine from my hubby for Christmas and here's what I've whipped out so far:
-Wipes- I made over 100 flannel wipes. To use you just put them in a big ziploc and soak them with a homemade solution of water, rubbing alcohol, baby oil, and essential oil.
-Wraps- The hospital I delivered Corryn at gave us this thin flannel receiving blanket that was oddly shaped, perfect for wrapping a baby burrito. I loved using it in the beginning days because she wasn't old enough to wiggle her way out of it, it also wasn't bulky or covered in velcro, and I could use it as a nursing cover as well. Thin, flannel and perfect. Anyway, so I made two more of them out of boy fabric.
And my last endeavor- cleaning. Luckily, since I'm such a purger and keep my house extremely clean anyway (this is both a blessing and a curse), there wasn't a lot I needed to do in this area to get ready for the baby.
-Shampooed all the carpets
-Shampooed all the couches
-Sanitized all breast pump accessories
-Shampooed the van
-Reorganized and purged the toy room
-Washed, organized and put away all the baby clothes
As a family, we've also recently made a large change in our diet lately- the switch to whole foods. But that's for the next post...
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