Role-model Mommy: Candace Cameron Bure
You’ve heard me gush about my love of Full House, and that love has recently extended to post-Full House Candace Cameron Bure.
For those of you who haven’t kept up with DJ Tanner since she and the rest of the Tanners went off the air, here’s the scoop:
Candace was introduced to hockey player Valeri Bure — by Dave Coulier (Uncle Joey) — and they married when she was 20. They have three super-cute children — Natasha, Lev and Maksim — and they live a quiet family life in Florida.
Candace’s website is called “Growing in God with Candace,” and she writes a monthly column for a Christian womens’ magazine — which I read online, and love.
When I was going through the clippings on her official site, I found a nice piece about her in a family magazine. She talked a lot about how much she loves being a stay-at-home mom, and this part in particular stood out …
This was refreshing to read. She’s absolutely right — I only wish more people felt this way.Waiting for Mother Nature
Not trying to get all TMI on you, but … it seems like forever since I have had a monthly visit.
Like, six weeks, at least.
But no, looking at the calendar, it appears it’s only been four weeks since the FDLP. It is not late at all. There is a checkmark next to tomorrow on the calendar, so we’ll just have to see if it shows up.
Is it not being on the pill that is making me so aware?
Is it my major distrust of the Trojans?
Is it my major distrust of the Trojans?
Is it the fact that I still need to make it through 3.5 months?
I want the Crayolas back
I am in a weird place right now.
And I think I can explain it with a line from a movie I watched yesterday …
“Things aren’t ever what you hoped they’d be. Not ever, for anybody. The only thing that separates one kind of person from another is there are some who stay angry about it and there are some who accept what comes their way.” — Away From Her
There are a lot of things about my life that have turned out the way I’d hoped. I married Darling Husband. Best Friend and I still have each other. I have maintained my closeness with Mom and Little Sis. And once upon a time, I was actually “known” for my writing — like recognized-in-the-dentist’s-waiting-room kind of “known.”
But there are things that have gotten off track, too. I always thought I would be a full-time writer. With the recent collapse of all things journalism-y, I have found myself in a new career as a Boss Lady. Sometimes I like it, sometimes it makes me so stressed out I can’t breathe, and sometimes I just feel broken … like I traded my Crayola-coloured imagination for a grey existance.
There are days when I want to scream, “This is not what I’m supposed to be! This is not who I am!”
I disagree with the line from the movie. Some people might choose to be happy in what they’re doing, and continue on that path. But I can’t.
This feeling has been striking more and more lately. Last week I sent my first publisher pitch, in hopes of getting my novel published. I’m also working like crazy on sewing/art projects, in hopes of starting a little Etsy store.
I’m trying to take control of my life, to get it to a place where I’m happier. I want to get back to a place where I feel content and satisfied with my career. This doesn’t mean being totally happy or satisfied all the time — I’m not that naive — but for me, being creative is what makes me really, really happy.
I want to re-claim my Crayola imagination. I miss it.
“No one is in control of your happiness but you; therefore, you have the power to change anything about yourself or your life that you want to change.” — Barbara De Angelis
Because I don’t own quite enough pink …
I WANT: Kiki’s Fashions black-and-pink plaid maternity top
I love, love, LOVE this — it’s so Avril-Lavigne-does-maternity! How adorable would it look over a pair of fitted black pants?
It’s all about the C-factor
Remember my quest to be a healthier eater? In which I was totally lacking in Vitamin C and calcium? Well, it’s been five weeks, and I thought I would share how I’ve tried to change my habits …
CALCIUM
I used to drink milk every most some nights with dinner, but that clearly wasn’t enough for a baby-makin’ factory. So I rationalized that I’d need to start drinking it every night, plus some during the day. The solution? Bottles, baby!
OK, definitely NOT as pictured. We don’t have actual milk bottles in 2009 — or at least not around here. So I bought a bunch of little tomato juice bottles, ripped off the labels and washed them out, and fill two with skim milk every morning.
They are so cute and old-fashioned! Plus, I’m drinking milk with lunch, milk with my afternoon snack — God, am I a toddler or what? — and milk with dinner. It’s a total habit now, and it’s great. Combined with either cheese or yogurt, I’ve met the quota of four servings per day. Whooooo!
VITAMIN C
I steered clear of OJ for years, during the no-carb/low-carb epidemic of the early 2000s, but now I’m back on board. I take one of my handy-dandy empty tomato juice bottles, and fill it up every morning for the drive to work.
I’ve also made a point to have either broccoli or cauliflower almost every day, plus packed tomato-heavy salads for lunch, to try and
achieve the daily recommendation of three servings.
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I kind of want to get bloodwork done, just so see how my levels are doing — especially combined with whatever good stuff I’m getting from my prenatal vitamin.
This is definitely the healthiest I’ve ever eaten in my entire adult life, so it would be nice to have the doctor look impressed — unlike that time in university when my nutrients were so low, he thought I was on a crash diet. Ow.
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