Showing posts with label Tribe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tribe. Show all posts

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Mother Blessed
This is my third pregnancy, and my third mother blessing.
Mother Blessings are a lovely tradition observed by my Florida circle of mothers. It is such a meaningful way to prepare for birth, to open for all that comes when a new soul is preparing to come to the family, the community...finding its way to earth.
Such sweetness.
Blessed and juju'd up, I am filled with love and support that will carry me through until the birthing time comes next February or March.

Monday, November 1, 2010

The Halloween Circus

The week was a full one, with several playdates with old friends, a trip back to the library for story time and a load of books to inspire us with Halloween stories and crafts, and some beach time. We are staying where there is a great pool, so we try to swim everyday in the 82 degree water or lounge in the hot tub. Yipeeee! Our goal: Swim Everyday we are here or make up for a day by swimming twice if we miss a day. It resets us all, and wears out the kids, which crucial while on this trip when pregnant mommy is the only parent on duty. Even if the grandparents are very helpful.
The Halloween Circus began for the weekend. Friday night, we headed to a local community center to a Halloween party sponsored by the county parks department, with crafts, games, and lots of kids. It was held at a park that was a favorite of ours, and my girl remembered going there for Halloween previously and doing bean bag toss games, so attending this was on her wish list. The costumes were not ready, but I had left things behind in Florida that did not fit in my suitcases last trip, including costume clothes I bought for our dress up bin last year at 90% off! We put together a witch and vampire costume together in a pinch, no problem.
It was exciting to be surrounded by kids in costumes, and a whole gym full of county sponsored Halloween crafts and games. There was also a Halloween hunt where a field was littered with prizes like spider rings and glow bracelets. This was first, along with what was being hunted- Halloween Eggs. It was a bit Tim Burton, a bit of holiday genre bending going on with that. They were like plastic easter eggs, half black and half orange, filled with prizes. Yes, another sign that there is waaaay too much commercialization of everything over here!! The circus, but fun, still. We ran into a family who I midwifed for, so it was fun to see the babies I caught all big and grown up looking, and chat and catch up with the parents. Ah, small talk with familiars in english!
The next day, grandpa got his chance to carve pumpkins once again
Come that evening, we went to a family party for my cousin's one year old baby- a birthday costume party. My cousin is 7 years younger than me, and he was the first baby I spoon fed while he sat in a high chair. It was a delight to see him feeding his son in his high chair.
It was great to be at a Halloween costume party with my cousins, parents, grandma, an aunt I rarely see since a family divorce, and an uncle who is now walking fully after a motorcycle accident that nearly killed him last year. I had the job of assessing and reporting to my extended family if he was roadkill last February, and was one of the first to see him while still fresh in the trauma center, so it was true joy to see him walking around and dressed up and drinking beer.

My cousin is known as quite the hunter. He just gave me 5 lbs of alligator meat from the 9 1/2 foot alligator he hunted last week. That is a whole other wild tale, that involves him sinking the boat in the gator infested lake at night. And he had a costume, yes he did! His brothers and sister were in town and they were the Scooby doo crew. I say, there is nothing like eating battered and deep fried gator dipped in hot sauce fried fresh by man in a Scooby Suit, while he tends two crock pots full of BBQed wild boar for pulled pork sandwiches.
Scooby Snacks, anyone?
And Halloween proper, there were at least three awesome, not to be missed day time events going on. So we missed two, and headed to the always magical Children's Garden for Halloween fun. The girls still wearing their 'in a pinch' witch and vampire costumes (now made better with vampire teeth from the park event) as the real ones were awaiting finishing touches.
She got her face painted
And met up with some friends, the daughter of a guy I know from high school. This is another little girl I knew when she was just growing in her mom's tummy. Great to see the family, they are now expecting their second child at Christmas.
More babies from my midwife days, this one nearly 11. I knew her mom from middle school softball. We used to carpool in 7th grade, when we were not much older than her daughter is now.
I was part of 3 births in their family of 5 kids, and shared office space with them when I was starting out. It was fun to hear all about their homeschooling adventures, and catch up.
And the children's garden is such a fun place to play!!!!
To climb
Dig
Water the flowers in the butterfly garden
It is truly magical, born of a lovely dreamer
After playing until lunchtime, we headed back home for food and naps. Then we got dressed up to join friends for a potluck dinner and trick or treating with the tribe. I could not get baby to sit still enough to model her mouse costume, now finally done with finishing touches!
One eyed one horned flying through the air purple people eater, as she called herself
Totally excited to use Halloween Hair color for the first time!
The Party!
Bam Bam in front of the ultimate man cave..... the papa of this family hosting the party has a converted garage filled with TVs and sports paraphernalia used for watching sports, loving called his man cave. So this little cave man fits right in, massive BBQ grill and all.
Frida Kahlo and her Viking, with fairy princess
The Hostess WHO makes it all happen.
Swedegirl and her buddies with pink hair! There is a favorite picture like this one from 3 years ago when the girls were almost 3, here they are almost 6.
Another favorite gal pal kitty!
It felt so good to hang out with my people, get to see all the kids in costumes. There was peter pan and tinker bell, a vampire, Harry Potter, an Egyptian princess, a mad surgeon, and more...
We headed out together in a pack of nearly 20 trick or treating. The thing that was so great was there were MULTIPLE packs of 20 roaming the streets. We drove home in the dark through pack and pack after of kids wearing glow necklaces. When we were out, I heard a parent remind the kids 'say trick or treat!' and wonder out loud when their kid stopped saying trick or treat.. Another chimed in 'maybe about the time Halloween became a month long holiday!' So true. It is done up so much in the USA these days! But back home in Sweden, one thing about the trick or treating has seemed unclear to Swedes I know curious about Halloween, and that is that saying Trick or Treat is not actually perceived as a threat. The only tricking done on Halloween is done by mischievous teens who may try their hand at egging a house or car, or toilet papering a tree of a teacher or kid they know. It does not have anything to do with if you give the kids candy or not. People have their houses decorated, and sit nearby waiting for their doorbell to ring, and they answer and the kids yell 'trick or treat!' .... but it is just an announcement they are there, used as a greeting more than a threat.
Trick or Treat!!
What's in the bag at the end of the night? Mostly chocolate, and only three pieces had forbidden food coloring that I had to trade out.
Happy Halloween!!
It was good to get a big old dose of America, and get to be part of the Halloween Circus with family, friends, familars, and have even more options for fun than we could possibly participate in.

At every event we went to, there were people I knew from way back when and children I helped be born. It is great to be known, and as someone special to many people. It has been humbling to go from being the village midwife to being just an unemployed american stay at home mom anomaly who does not know swedish. I may have a great life started in Sweden, but to settle there I will need to accept the type of relationships I have here are special and irreplaceable, and make a new life there that is built on something else entirely. A real future in Sweden would be in letting go of my sense of the old me, and opening to a new one.

On this Day of the Dead, I am not sure if I am into resurrection or burial.

Monday, October 25, 2010

Down Home, and Dirty
My little travelers and I left Sweden Tuesday, and arrived in Florida late Tuesday night. We had all the luck in the world with us, it was one of the easiest trips we have made. The kids started on their regular bedtimes and wake times from day one. Monday we skipped the one year old's nap, and with a well timed DVD for the 5 year old that she watched while the one year old napped on the plane, I even got a nap on the plane. Except for that one normal nap on the plane, the kids stayed awake until 1 am Swedish time when we changed planes in JFK New York. Then they both fell asleep for the entire second flight with out a fuss. We arrived at 5 am Swedish time, or 11am Florida time, and they stayed in bed until 7 am Florida time. Off to a good start!

By day two, we headed to the library for the big bags of books I was missing, and caught an English language story time. We met a friend and her two year old, and ran into one of Swedegirls favorite babysitters, who was there with a child she was looking after. It felt good to be home, to participate in an activity in my own language, with friends and familiar faces, themes, and songs. We checked out 27 items from the long rows of books, CDs, and movies to to choose from! (I like to copy movies and CDs to bring back to Sweden.)
But our big Re introduction to our Florida Tribe of friends was the Ranch Camp Over Birthday party!

When we left Florida in February, we had a ranch camp out party for my girl and her dear friend whose grandparents have a beautiful piece of property in the Florida woods....we got back just in time to celebrate the freind's brother's birthday with a camp out at the same ranch.

I was the midwife at the birth of all these kids. It is a really special connection to see them grow.
We got to the ranch and SwedeGirl fell right into line with her favorite gal pals, to do something she has been begging me to do....Bob for Apples!
The birthday boy went head over heels for it....
Swedegirl was determined and fierce in her pursuit of an apple!
The day this boy, now celebrating his 7th birthday, was born shook the earth and brought so much love...he is the oldest of the tribe, and the love that came in with him helped us birth the wonderful community of mothers, families, and friends that gathered to celebrate this milestone.
Seven. Old enough to play a trick on everyone when he blew out his candles, surprising us with vampire teeth!
His grandparents took the whole tribe of kids on a hay ride...
SwedeBaby got busy trying to make some friends.
The kids played hard, and got so dirty.
Here they are sucking down the most American of treats, root beer floats. We are not in Sweden anymore!!!
Dirty, tired happy kids passed out in the tents after a delicious potluck dinner.
The grown ups gathered round for some no kid time in a fire circle under a very magical rainbow rimmed full moon, that cast moon shadows through the live oaks and Spanish moss...
No beer for the pregnant mama, so s'mores it was!!
T. and K. are s'mores making MACHINES. They have it down perfect.
The tent, amongst the oaks at dawn
Good morning, SwedeBaby!
And friends....coffee and amazing breakfast buffet.
Kids were catching toads....
The very last thing I did on our February trip to Florida was attend this little guy's birth. I got home from his sweet birth just 5 hours before the plane took off....
His family, Living in the Light.
Kids and dirt. These are a few of my favorite things....
The pack. It was so great to see my girl with her friends, and know what she was saying while she was playing.
Posing like the bad guys from Star Wars.
How to entertain a baby while you pack up a tent. He was drumming, and it was good!
Happy SwedeGirl
Dirty Feet
Calls for a bath at grandmas, and a long nap for the momma while the grandparents entertain the kids!
The SwedeLife. The Best of Both Worlds.
So glad I am here.