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Saturday, July 13, 2013

Quality Time: Quality Coffee


Spending some quality time, (at Quay Coffee in the River Market) working on a set of drawings for a remodel in Prairie Village. (Working with a contractor to turn a Cape Cod into a Colonial!) This quality time deserved quality coffee...pour over coffee, that is. A Finca Las Lajas, Coasta Rican blend with sweet molassas, a nutty, yada, yada...good quality stuff. I am being more honest with myself these days. Coffee has made a fine appearance in our city. It tastes good, and as a working mother, I kind of like this little morning pick-me-up. I've always prided myself in not being "a daily" coffee drinker, like one of those people who needs my coffee before I can be friendly. Well, I'm not there yet...but ask me about it ten years and it will most likely be a different story. (Because I'm guessing that having my children between ages 12 and 18 will keep me up just as much as ages zero to five...ahhhh!)

Love,

Kristyn

photo.

Monday, June 24, 2013

Light: Bright and Good



God is light; in him there is no darkness at all. 
1 John 1:5

I am embarking on a busy couple of weeks of designing. I get a fast heartbeat and overwhelmed state when I try to think of the big picture. In order to trump that feeling, I will recite this verse in my mind. Simple, but so profound. And I will continually be encouraged by my dear husband, who is so helpful and present to me.


Thursday, June 20, 2013

Conversations: With Our Big Boy


Mom: Tell me all about school. 
Tegegne: I was very nervous at first (Michael had to leave you in the cafeteria with all of kids and their parents who waited to walk them to their classroom.). Then more people came and I was less nervous...Recess was pretty good...played soccer, but I didn't see Kade. I didn't like that I had to wait so long for lunch. (That's my fault, son...we usually eat at 11am at home!) But we got to take a snack to recess! And I did see Kade at art...

Dad: What are your friends names?
T: Macy...and I forgot...Oh, and Towns!
D: I had Town's sister in summer school last year...he's cool!

M: And your helper teacher...what is her name?
T: Madam Prisca. She's chocolate like me. 
M: She's very pretty.
T: Yeah, she is.
D: Aren't there several chocolate kids in your class?
T: Just two. 

(Pointing at your first school worksheet of the alphabet...)
T: I colored these red and blue for the Jayhawks, and these are black and purple for the Cats.  
D: Cool, who told you that?
T: Macy. She sits at my table!

T: Towns was splashing me so much in the pool that my eyes turned red. I splashed him back. 

T: Mom, why do you want two hugs...cooome on! I've already given you one.

Then for tuck in after the second day of school I asked you the best and hardest parts of the day. The best part was playing soccer and the worst part was when the big kid pushed you because you weren't playing the game right.  I got Daddy because he has lots of experience with "bullies" on the playground. You two had a good conversation, and you know that your teacher is there to help.

We are so proud of you. A highlight for all of us in this new phase of your life, is that you get special time with Dad to and from school. So far that's involved donuts and a trip to the toy store. You two are thriving with this extra time together, and it's so neat to watch. Dad is extra excited to hear you speaking French, and overall we feel content. One of the few things your Birth Mama told us is that she wanted you to have an education. Her wish is coming true. You are witty, can converse with adults, and are at a school where people know and look after you. She would be so proud, Son.  Let's look to the stars tonight and say a prayer that she would somehow know that her wish for you is coming true. 

Love, love, love you,

Mama (You and Hensley have been calling me Mama, since that's what Fields says!)

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Baby: Sun + Dotter

SUN + DOTTER


Check out what Janette (with FLP) has been up to with Sun + Dotter!  

She is offering online classes and personalized styling for all things baby...

Thursday, June 6, 2013

A Mother: A Blessed Soul

Mother and Son
Hi there. It's a pony tail kind of day, or week for that matter. I've been busy with a design project, which has included many daytime phone calls, a site visit with 3 kids in tow, and many daytime hours in front of my computer. Sorry kids. I don't like being this distracted. I have battled being short with you, and reaching with all my might for patience and intentional time with you. A friend sent me this blog post about a mom who was overworked and yelled at her kids, and I cried. I notice when I am stressed with other things, I am much less patient with you. 

The week took a turn for the better thanks to two really wonderful times at church. They are doing Summer Institutes...classes that range from study of the bible, to African culture, to running club, to dancing. Michael and I are doing a study on 1 John lead by our pastor. It was so so refreshing to open the bible and study. It had been way too long. 

The other class I went to this morning was for Mothers. It was good for my soul. I sat down in the class, and Jessi, our teacher started speaking to us with her words of wisdom and I teared up. Motherhood, what a cherished and challenging job. She started our time by asking...who got others dressed besides yourselves, and fed others, and changed another's diaper this morning...she asked who helped someone in crisis. Most of us had our hands up most of the time. She noted Philippians 2:5-7 and pointed out that Jesus emptied himself. That is what mother's do. Emptying self all day, often into the night for the sake of their family.  In order to give, we must receive. Receive help from God. Jesus was able to empty himself because he was constantly with God.

She then had us share our birth and adoption and fertility stories in small groups. After that she shared more scripture and said that the bible is full of references to Mother's, she noted how God is like a Mother. Then she gave us a half hour to be by ourselves and reflect, journal, pray, walk, or whatever we pleased. It was such a wonderful morning. 

I, the Lord, made you, Kristyn.
I will help you.
Do not fear, Kristyn, whom I have chosen. 
I will pour out My Spirit on your offspring. 
And they will spring up among the grass.

Tegegne will say, "I am the Lords"
And Hensley will call on the name of Jacob;
And Fields will write on his hand, "Belonging to the Lord..."

Rephrased these things and reflected from Isaiah 44:1-5. 

More photos of you, my beloved children, with your Mother...

Tegegne, I love laughing with you.
A new mother holding you tight.
Brand New Baby Fields with his Peaceful Mother.  


Hensley, you love to eat, just like your Mother.

I spy Baby Fields!
 

My 2nd Day as a New Mother
We were so worried about you, Baby Tegegne! (Well, you were 2 and 4 months, but seemed closer to 18 months.)
Brand new Baby Hensley and Tired Laboring Mother
Motherhood, an exhausting and beautiful and life giving journey. 

Love you children,

Your Mother

Monday, May 13, 2013

Dialogue: Day to Day

by Mary Fischer.

Typing is nice and all, but opening my journal with a pen in hand is always more uninhibited, free, and honest. It usually implies little 'ol me in dialogue with the great big God, and I'm so glad he's there to listen. Here's a bit of that dialogue today...

No one has even looked at our big, beautiful house. Why? What's the story? The bigger picture. I'm dying to know. And what's next? Is it what we are hoping for? Hmmm..............
Okay, the silence makes me nervous. Replace my anxious heart with trust, God.  I do, trust you, by the way. It's just hard not to know. 

But thank you. Should have started with that. Thanks for allowing us to still love our house and make memories here. Thanks for joy in our time together. Thanks for totally spoiling me by Michael and the kids on Mother's Day. Blessed. 

...because Blessed are those in whom you live, whose lives become roads you travel...

Psalm 84, The Message

1-2      What a beautiful home, God-of-the-Angel-Armies!
          I’ve always longed to live in a place like this,
         Always dreamed of a room in your house,
           where I could sing for joy to God-alive!
3-4 Birds find nooks and crannies in your house,
    sparrows and swallows make nests there.
They lay their eggs and raise their young,
    singing their songs in the place where we worship.
God-of-the-Angel-Armies! King! God!
    How blessed they are to live and sing there!
5-7 And how blessed all those in whom you live,
    whose lives become roads you travel;
They wind through lonesome valleys, come upon brooks,
    discover cool springs and pools brimming with rain!
God-traveled, these roads curve up the mountain, and
    at the last turn—Zion! God in full view!

P.S. Thanks to Tim Keel at Jacob's Well for sharing this Psalm with us, along with an amazing dialogue, on Sunday.

P.P.S (I noticed that I forgot to mention how Tegegne got 3 cakes in the previous post. We were at a friends birthday and graduation party at the top of the hill at 2pm, and at 4pm we strolled to a 2 year old friend's party at the bottom of the hill. What Tegegne intercepted along the way, was another birthday party. Hence 3 cakes. And one fabulous afternoon for a 5 year old.)

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Interior Designing: Day and Night!




Dear Family,

I interrupt this Thursday morning to say thank you. Thank you for being supportive of my of my interior design consulting, which has pulled me away in the evenings for meetings quite a bit this spring. I love love designing for people, but my first job is mother/wife/homemaker. I try not to leave for meetings until after dinner, so what I miss most is my time with Daddy. We've always tried to go to bed at the same time. It was the best marriage advice we've ever gotten. He is super supportive of my design projects though, and often shares ideas. 
  
This kitchen design are for a lovely neighbor of ours here in Pendleton Heights. It is especially fun because we share similar taste with our design aesthetic. I am renovating her kitchen and master bath, and speaking of which...writing her proposal to finish the work is next on my to-do list!

Then there's this super cool retail space that a few other folks in our neighborhood are working on getting approved. It's a similar concept to London's Box Park. Once they have further approval, I'll share the renderings. And speaking of which...that's next on my to-do list! Revise and render those drawings!

Last night I had a lot of fun with a girlfriend, Rachel Kabukala. She hired me to redecorate her office space, and I went ahead with the living room as well to tie the spaces together. Rachel is a professional photographer, with her office in her home. In 5 hours (didn't get home til 2am!) we transformed her space, with things she already owned! Talk about design on a dime. The only things she'll need to do are get some gold accents, pot her succulents, and a few other details. She took before and after shots I'll have to share too. 

Here are my other projects, as of late. Master planning for Jacob's Well Church...site sketches to do for our staff design mtg on the 15th. Interior design for my friend, Mimi's home in Brookside. Did a 3D drawing for Taryn and Micah's new kitchen and Eric and Erica's new kitchen! And two people to call to start their projects. It's busy, but good.  I could use a Nanny. Better yet, a Chef. If I could only have help with one thing, it'd be laundry service.

Much love to my family and my folks asking for my help designing their spaces.

Mom/Kristyn

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Saturday, April 6, 2013

A Connection: To Dirt, To Family


So I was just reflecting on the Lenten season and realized that since then I have been less "plugged in." I mean, I love reading others blogs and writing here and keeping up with fashion and design and new recipes via pinterest. Also love keeping up with friends photos on Instagram. It's all good, but a big part of me loves when I do less of that. What helps is a good book. And nice weather. And a conscious effort to be a good example to Tegegne, as I often tell him "no...he cannot play a game on the Ipad because it's a waste of time and he should be reading or playing instead..." 

I know eventually we should get smart phones, and maybe even an I phone...ooh, laa, la. But then again, I sort of like still having to write down directions and use my good instincts to get to where I need to go. Or do I? It would be really fun to have a nice camera on my phone. And video. 

There is just something about being connected to the real world, like reality, ya know? Makes me wanna go digging my toes into the dirt. I noticed the other day that I'm more productive when I'm barefoot. Is that funny? It's something about the feeling of my feet taking steps, the coolness of the hardwoods, the small crumbs from breakfast getting stuck to my feet that make me wanna sweep my floor. The day that my children (right now it's all Hensley) make less of a mess eating will be a glorious day. 

Speaking of Hensley, am pretty excited for you, Little Lady, to fall in love with underwear and realize that diapers are for babies. Two days ago I asked, "Hens, want to sit on the potty?" You replied, "Not today." Ha, not today! Your vocab is growing and it's so awesome. Not today was quite an honest answer. 

I guess you kids realize that I do expect you to read this blog someday. I better try to start making it into a book or something, just in case it would ever go away. I just love you kids so much, your dad and I do. And we hope that you can read and understand a bit more about your childhood. All the memories that you may be too young to recall...

Just last night we had some sweet backyard time. We had a Jones sandwich. It was Daddy, then Mommy (watch out kids!), then Tegegne, then Daddy's long arms reached and put Hensley on top. (Fields was sleeping already.) We opted not to go to the Arts District and walk around but have a back yard night. It was a stellar choice. It's funny, but you kids liked watching your dad and I cuddle. I know it's comforting when you know that mommy and daddy love each other very much. Tegegne you blush when we kiss in front of you, and we love it.

Once again, everyone in the house is asleep but me so I'd best get the memo. Tomorrow will be here before I know it and this is obviously the best time to catch up on sleep.

Love,

Mom 

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Fields: First Food

Fieldsy, 

You represented at Sister's Party...


Then you became the after party with your first introduction to solid food! (which I've been really excited about!)


Creamy avocado banana goodness...


Yum, yum.



Sister came along with good intention...



But it didn't play out so well.


 You are a good sport.

Hazel was checking out Hensley's bath baby. She loves babies too!


Now that I introduced you to food, I've gotta put on my chefs hat, make more and freeze it! What sounds good? Ground hotdog? Didn't think so. Those ground meats are ick. It'll be good, I promise. I'll use Weelicious for ideas.

Love,

Mom

Friday, March 1, 2013

I Am: Your Mother




Tegegne Dena,

I am your mother.
From the center of my heart,
I am your mother.
I love your whole being. Every single part.

I am your mother.
I'll be here through it all.
If you stay short or grow really tall.
If you are mad at me or are in the big game and drop the ball.
I'll be here for you.
I am your mother.

We were born on different continents.
Our blood lines are not the same.
Yet your heritage I'll share with you.
Your story, your life, your name.

I'm getting better at cutting your hair.
Your dark handsome skin needs a thicker lotion than mine.
Besides that, our lives are the same.
Cheese, you'll take it or leave it.
You savor a treat,  and even decide to save the last bite for the ride home.
You are smart. Intuitive. And generous.
I am proud of you, my son.

I am blessed to be your mother.

(Photos are oldies but some of my favs. You were such a little guy.)

Thursday, February 28, 2013

Dear Hensley: You're Two Today!


Happy Birthday Hensley Ruth! You are two years old today. Two years ago we had no idea what was in store when we met your tiny 7 lb 11 oz newborn baby self. Now you are about 25 pounds and have more personality than we can handle! 

Your first complex sentence was, "Daddy, I like your g-asses (glasses)!" 
You are a real jabber box, but you're most used phrases are sending important messages to your big brother and partner in crime. Those are "Stop It!" and "Be Quiet!" and "No THANK you." Along with "Come get me!" and before bed it's "God b-ess you." and "I love you." Besides words it's giggles or squeals or whining. You two are very close. Sharing a room has been so fun, but Tegegne has recently been lobbying to move his bed to Fields's room. (Hate to break it to ya buddy, but that baby dude still cries at night. Ain't much quieter in there.)

On the days that Tegegne is in school, you are attached to my hip. You hang out with me on the counter while we bake, you often take a good morning nap, and we play with Baby Fields and sometimes Baby Hazel. You like soothing Fields with the same phrases I use. It's so cute to catch you in a motherly moment... "Mommy's comin', mommy's comin" while you pat him gently..."Shhhh, shhhh, shhhh...it's okay." Then there are your not-so-motherly moments where you take his pacifier, trying to somersault over him, or try to hold him when I'm not looking (in which case you are trying to be helpful but he's nearly your size, kid.) 

Tonight we will surprise you with a cute little cake, candles, and a balloon after dinner. Your big party is Saturday with our extended family and a few friends. We are so excited to celebrate you, sweet sweet Hensley! Thanks for hamming it up round here.

Love,

Mommy

P.S. I must say, I really love it that I had a daughter. I mean my boys are wonderful too, but you and I...well, we both love shoes. (Enough said, right?) And hats and candles and chocolate and singing.  Even though I get so annoyed when you loose my earrings while getting into my jewelry...I secretly love it. I love it that I'll pass down my favorite necklace to you. You are becoming a little girl before my eyes and I am imagining you in high school. I know there will be times you won't wanna hang out with your dear 'ol ma, but I'll cherish the times you do. 

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Who Rules the Roost: Round Here



Feel Like Your Kids Are Running the Show?
One of the unfortunate parts of being a parent is that
you cannot give your children everything they want. In
addition, you must also ask the kids to do things they
don’t want to do (homework, go to bed) and to stop
doing some things they do want to do (teasing, whining).
If you are really doing your parenting job, therefore,
along with being warm, caring and supportive, you must
also frustrate your kids on a regular basis.
When you are frustrating your little ones, the children
have two choices. First, they can cooperate and tolerate
the frustration. Second, however, youngsters can
engage in what we call testing and manipulation. Testing
and manipulation are the efforts of frustrated children
to get what they want or avoid discipline by getting their
parents emotionally confused.
When trying to “press your buttons” like this, a child has a “choice” of six basic tactics.
All parents and teachers recognize the strategies we are about to describe!

The Six Basic Testing Tactics

1. Badgering: “Please, please, please, please!” or “Why, why, why?” “Just this once!
Just this once!” “Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!” There are some children who could
have been machine guns during the last war.

2. Temper: An aggressive attack or emotional outburst. Younger children, who aren’t so
good with words, throw themselves on the floor, bang their heads, holler and kick
around ferociously. Older kids, whose language skills are more developed, come up
with arguments that accuse you of being unjust, illogical or simply a bad parent in
general.

3. Threat: “I’m going to run away from home!”, “I’ll never speak to you again!” and “I’m
not eating dinner and I won’t do my homework!!”


4. Martyrdom: May be kids’ all‐time favorite! Your
daughter indicates that her life has become an
incredible burden since you are totally unfair. “No
one around here loves me anymore,” “I never get
anything” or “You like her more than me!” are
examples. Crying, pouting and looking sad or teary
can also be effective manipulative devices.

5. Butter Up: Here’s a switch: Butter up takes an
approach that’s different from the other testing
tactics. Instead of making you feel uncomfortable,
the child tries to make you feel good. “I think I’ll go
clean my room. It’s been looking kind of messy for
the last three weeks. And after that maybe I’ll take
a look at the garage.” Ever heard a parent say,
“The only time my son’s nice is when he wants
something”?

6. Physical Tactics: From a parent’s perspective, this last form of testing is perhaps the
worst. Here the frustrated child may physically attack an adult, break something or run
away. Physical methods, of course, are more common in smaller kids.

What’s Going on Here?
Most kids would never be able to describe the underlying mechanics of testing. But we can
tell you exactly what’s going on. Here’s how it works: The child’s testing is saying to the
parent something like this: “You’re making me uncomfortable by not giving me what I
want. But now I’m also making you uncomfortable with my badgering, tantrums, ominous
statements or feeling sorry for myself. Now that we’re both uncomfortable, I’ll make you a
deal: You call off your dogs and I’ll call off mine.”
If you do give in and give the child what he wants, you are guaranteed that any testing will
stop immediately—in a split second no more hassles. Some people say, “Thank heaven—
there’s a way of getting rid of testing and manipulation!” There certainly is, but there’s a
catch. The catch is who’s running your house? It isn’t you; it’s the kids. All they have to do
in a conflict is get out their big guns and you are chopped liver.
For many parents being able to enjoy their kids again means being able to manage kids’
manipulative behavior quickly and fairly. How do you do that? Recognize manipulation for
what it is, never give children what they want when they are testing, and know when it’s
time to stop talking!

I just read this newsletter from 123 Magic and it hit home for sure. The only way I can stop my kids from manipulating is when I use their counting and timeout strategy. Luckily Tegegne's doctor recommended it to me several years ago. I checked out the dvd from the library and have used it ever sense. 123 Magic worked for me! I know several of my friends agree that establishing a timeout routine early on helps immensely with disciplining young children. 

I'm totally going to make a "time-out pad". Genius.

Time out for us is the least exhausting way for me to let my kids know that I rule the roost round here! 

Love,

Mom

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Interior Design: Small Bathroom Solution






What do you think of these open shower concepts? If you're modest, I'm guessing you may feel too exposed and much prefer to be more enclosed when washing those 2000 parts. I think I'm into them. Shower curtains are lame-o, in my opinion, and shower walls are just there for squeegee-ing. When using this concept, the whole bathroom would need to be more water resistant. It is a nice solution for a small bathroom, via the first and third photos. These narrow spaces don't feel so cramped when the shower is open. 

Whatever shower solution you've got, the important thing is to use it. Hygiene is very important for your health and well being. The real question is how often. This article suggests that showering too often can have a potentially damaging effect on your skin. They also say that if you've got the time, it's best for your skin if you air dry. Go ahead and give it a read. And don't forget to light a candle. Especially you hardworking mothers with small children. I've realized that anytime I can create a "spa-like" atmosphere for myself, I'm more calm and relaxed. 

Kristyn

P.S. Trader Joe's Tea Tree Tingle has become our most recent go-to body wash. It's quite nice.

Monday, January 14, 2013

Unceasing: Turn Thinking to Prayer



Our minds are always active. We analyze, reflect, daydream, or dream. There is not a moment during the day or night when we are not thinking. You might say our thinking is "unceasing." Sometimes we wish that we could stop thinking for a while; that would save us from many worries, guilt feelings, and fears. Our ability to think is our greatest gift, but it is also the source of our greatest pain. Do we have to become victims of our unceasing thoughts? No, we can convert our unceasing thinking into unceasing prayer by making our inner monologue into a continuing dialogue with our God, who is the source of all love.

Let's break out of our isolation and realize that Someone who dwells in the center of our beings wants to listen with love to all that occupies and preoccupies our minds.

Henri Nouwen

Thank you, Henri Nouwen, for this refreshing reminder. My daydreams have been plentiful, and it is so good when I remember to turn them into prayers to God. Handing them over gives me hope, and allows me to relax because I know that God will take care of us. He knows what lies ahead, and He has blessed us so much along the way. So what's it been this time...well, I dream of designing a new space. I dream of a new house, with a kitchen that we can connect to the back yard through windows and doors. It would be nice to live between 30th and 70th Street, as this is where we usually are when we're not at home. This is a daydream, that I've recently been turning into prayer. Of course I can drive by house after house, and have each one mentally remodeled after a glance or two. But then there's my dear husband who does all the work. And does he really want to do that? Or would he rather be out riding his bike? Both/And. He wants to make sure I won't want to move again in 2 more years. 

So Michael and I have had good discussions. We talk about design, about God's provision, and about how much we love our family. Wherever we are, we get to be together and that brings me joy. With all this said, we love our home. It is cozy, especially with our new drapery and space heaters. It is well-renovated and really kicks butt. It's spacious. The parties we can have in this house are beyond good. We have even made our basement into play space. Several of our neighbors are good friends. And I cannot even imagine not sharing space with Taryn, Micah, and Hazel. (Taryn has lived "with" us for almost 6 years!)  We have no plans to move. We've discussed taking the year to enjoy it here and count our many blessings. Just wanted to take you on this journey with us!

Love,

Kristyn 

P.S. Fields, you turned 4 months old yesterday! I must write to you soon, little cutie.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Bicycle Basket: Our Wish List!

A little...something for everyone!

The Essential Belt for Dad from Everlane...watch the how to!
...So Mom can stay "In The Know"
Adorable sweater dress for Hens!
Kicks for Tegegne...velcro yo!



Zutano Booties for Fields...they promise to stay on babies feet!  Could they be serious?!

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Moms: Let's Give Ourselves a Gift


Hello Mother Hens. 

Are you tired? Dream of sleeping in on Saturday? I sure do. Rest and relaxation have been on the forefront of my mind. I hope for those two words to reach my body and soul next!  Let's make an effort to give ourselves these gifts this Christmas. Here are some suggestions with hopes to revive our spirit.

1. Ask for help. First of all, we'll need some help, especially those of us with tiny kids. To get help, we must ask for it, yes? (Tis the season to be around family members who also love our kids, and hopefully would love to spend special time with them. Maybe we get creative and plan for one on one time. For example, Little Billie could have a special morning outdoors with Grandpa while Sweet Sister Sue goes to the library with Auntie.)

2. Pick a book. Try to sneak away for a morning or two to a coffee shop solo...book in one hand, frothy drink in the other. ( These are my picks...One Thousand Gifts and White Parents, Black Children.)

3. Sneak out for a date. (A matinee movie is nice, especially if the kids are napping aka...easy babysitting.)

4. Hit the spa. (A few new nail polishes will be it for me, and I'll try to exchange home-style manicures with my mom! These look lovely, don't they?)

What else sounds good to you? Whatever it is, make the effort. Take some time to revive Mother Hen. Everyone will be better off when we do. And we must not feel guilty or anxious during our special time. 

Love,

Kristyn

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