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Hello there!  This is the first post on my new blog, but we’ve actually known we were pregnant for a few weeks now.  Depending on who you ask and which system you use, we think we’re sometime between 6-8 weeks.  It gets a bit confusing when you take into consideration the last period date, the estimated date of ovulation, the expected date we’ve been given by the midwife, the numbers of weeks suggested by the Baby Centre.  All sources seem to be telling us something slightly different even though I think they’re all based upon the date of the last period.

The important thing is we’ve had our first visit to a midwife and she’s arranging our 12-week scan which will hopefully provide us with a more accurate understanding of how far along we actually are.

So, we’ve actually been planning to start a family for some time now.  We only actually started trying to get pregnant in the summer of 2009 and after a few disappointments finally struck lucky around Christmas time (how’s that for a gift!).  Having never tried for a baby before, it’s only I now understand why people refer to the process as ‘trying’!  We knew some people have difficulty conceiving, but we’re both young and healthy so we expected to get pregnant almost immediately.  When that didn’t happen, a few extra concerns joined the mix, but fortunately we’ve managed to get to where we are before too long.  We think the change in plan of attack (sorry, I’m a guy so it’s likely I’m going to use battle references even when talking about making babies) was the key to our success i.e. getting the troops into position early on in the cycle.

Although I write about our success, I realise we’re only so far down this particular road and that there still many potential hazards along the way.  That’s without even thinking about the parenting side of things post-birth!  Still, we’re both excited and positive about what lies ahead and we’re both looking forward to everything parenthood brings.

Reading this back, I know it might seem a little funny the way I refer to us being pregnant.  Of course, it’s my wife who’s pregnant, but it takes two to tango.  Right?!

Are you the first-born child? Congratulations. You have all the glory and a heck of a lot of responsibility. If you are the first born child, chances are you are the child your parents made all their mistakes with – so you have a lot of scars. From good ol’ dad walking with you on his shoulders not realizing that this added height has consequences of many knocks to the head (oops), to finding out that not all the cabinets in the house are baby-proofed… you have survived all this!

You are also the one that all the fundamental errors were made with as well. To top all this off – you also may have the responsibility over looking over your younger siblings, being the first one out of the house and also being the ‘example’ for your other siblings to follow. You may also be the first one responsible for going off to college or going out into the work world or maybe even responsible for financially helping your folks out to raise the rest of the kids. Such pressure!

But don’t despair – you have an opportunity to shine without having to be the super star.

First, take the pressure off of yourself. Just because you are the first born doesn’t mean you are expected to ‘do it all’ and ‘be all.’ If you think THIS – then you will certainly turn out to be the unhappy perfectionist.

And if you are a perfectionist…This is why you are not happy. And this is normal. Over-achievers are just that… they want to over achieve.

Thus… if you got a 92% on a test, you are not happy because you really wanted 100% and think of yourself as failing somehow, EVEN THOUGH YOU DID NOT.

You have to realize, that perfectionists always perform or desire to perform at an A++ level. The average person who has a healthy perspective is ‘okay’ or ’satisfied’ and content, as well as accepting of anything over a C+.

Even when you are performing at what YOU think is a C level at any given time, it is always an A level to most people.

The ‘acceptance’ part of your over-achieving personality is your life lesson and what needs the work.

You have to also be thankful for the gifts that you have.86% is great and wonderful!!!! You have to learn that happiness is about acceptance. Accept who you are at any level of performance. This is the secret to real success.

Later on in life, this will become more vital… particularly in team situations, where each person will need to be a team player and carry equal parts of the load on a work project or whatever…. you will have to learn at that point that you have to come to a point of ‘doing the very best you can’ and knowing you carried your share of the work and being content with ‘how you showed up’ and how you contributed and what the end result was with YOUR performance, regardless of anything else.

Critiques/criticism…. Whether it’s from a boss, a teacher, even a loved one – it only makes you stronger, gives you room for growth and evolvement/development as a person, but also gives you insight to how you accept and receive criticism and praise.

Don’t make the mistake of declining your birth role either. You do not have to make yourself invisible for the pressure to be off of you, either. Don’t make the mistake of being an under-achiever, just to get all eyes to be off of you. You can take on a supporting role as much as you can take on the role of a leader. And the sooner you learn this, the better off you will be.

The only ‘pressure’ is one that you enable and allow others to put on you. You have to accept yourself as you are – and know that as long as you show up in life and do your best – this IS INDEED GOOD ENOUGH. It doesn’t have to be A++++ and blue ribbon 24/7. Such behavior can only lead to disappointment later in life and a horrible midlife crisis.

So enjoy your role as the first born and instead be a system of support to your younger siblings and a support system to your parents. This alone is of great value without having to be all things. Support and love go a long way and the more you exercise this on yourself, to put give yourself the place of strength, the easier it will be, to be the first born. The only real pressure is the one you place on yourself. So let that go and you will be free to be the best that you can be as you are without the added laundry list of things that come with being first born.

***** STAY TUNED FOR PART TWO ***** MIDDLE CHILD SYNDROME

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‘Managing the Unmanageable Child’ is authored by my friend Dr PV Vaidyanathan, a Mumbai based child specialist. Vaidyanathan writes in an easy-to-understand style, his writings help us realise that in most cases, we possess the expertise to handle our problems ourselves; and we don’t always have to rush to a psychological or medical expert to solve our problems.

In this to-be-released book, Vaidyanathan has touched upon many subjects. I liked the chapter titled ‘The Child who is a Poor Eater’ and here his interesting observations are:

1)      More than half the visits mothers make to a child specialist are to solve the problem that their children are not eating adequately.

2)      While some women do not get alarmed if their child is a poor eater, its others comments on her child which get her worried— that the child is eating less, is thin or  looks weak.

3)      Quite often, the child’s tantrums and refusal to eat are a power game. When the mother acts as if she is not too bothered on how much the child eats, the child too realizes that eating can no longer be used as a bargaining tool to get entertained or to get things done.

The interesting chapters in the book include ‘The child who tells a lie’, ‘The child who hates to go to school’ and ‘The first child and sibling rivalry’. The book is a useful read for every parent—regardless of how manageable or unmanageable their children are. Vaidyanathan makes us realise that manageable is a vague term—because the issue is not whether or not the child is unmanageable; it’s about how the parents think of the easy and manageable as difficult and unmanageable; and their false belief that the unmanageable is easily manageable.

Well, okay, he’s actually my husband, so Alex doesn’t quite qualify for the term “Baby Daddy” as defined in the Urban Dictionary: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Baby+Daddy.

However, you know who I mean: the man who knocked me up.

He has been so awesome at taking care of me during the pregnancy with all the little (and big things) that make it so much easier. He’s been drawing me baths, making me food, rubbing my feet and lifting heavy objects. Patiently watching me try on every item of clothing in my closet as slowly but surely they all ceased to fit and then happily taking me shopping for stuff that would fit. He’s gone to Lamaze, to the midwife, to the ‘Care of Mother after birthing’ class and “How to take care of a newborn” class. (When the teacher asked, “What does a newborn need?” Alex shouted out “Love!” – He’s the best!)

I marvel at our relationship because there were years when it didn’t seem like we’d get this far. We met four years ago through some mutual friends. I was turning 37 the next month. He had just turned 28. I laughed during our first date as I told him my age and watched him choke on his sushi. We both laughed an hour later as we salsa’d down the promenade and he asked me on a 2nd date. I couldn’t believe I was saying “Yes” to him, but he made me laugh. A lot.

A year and a half later we moved in together (after a lot of fun, one almost break up and a few thrown objects). It still took us another year and a half to get engaged (after a lot of me leaving the country, one stray cat and a few attempted breakups).

During those 3 years I made a point of being very clear about the fact that I wanted to have a baby and buy a house (neither of which seemed possible on my own). He made it very clear he wanted a new car. We’d walk down the street and I’d look at baby shops while he was looking at the latest BMW/Audi/Lexus…

We weren’t exactly in the same place.

It was six months after we got engaged, one month before the wedding, that he was willing to try for a baby… And we got pregnant.

It was four days after the wedding that Alex sat me down and shared another gift with me:
He had an inheritance and it was enough for a down payment on our own place.

I couldn’t stop crying. Ever since getting pregnant I had been worrying about how hard I’d have to work to save for our own place and how we’d fit the baby in our 1 bedroom unit. In an instant that was gone. Completely wiped out.

It’s now 8 months later. We live in our own 3 bedroom / 2 bath place. There’s room for the baby. There’s room for me to write. And I don’t have to scrimp and save for a down payment.

I got my baby. I got my place to live.

Did Alex get his car?

No.

Would you believe, he’s driving the same beat up Solara he’s been driving since we met? The only difference is that now it’s even more beat up (thanks to street parking in Venice).

However….
Yesterday it was my pleasure to go car shopping with Alex. =D
Soon he will get his sexy new volvo, hard top convertible that we test drove yesterday.

It’s the least I can do for the man who’s given me my dreams.

It is truly an honor to be a part of a couples’ most important “Milestones in Life” – Wedding – Pregnancy-Parenthood. Here are some Five Star Photography Moments of Shannon and Tony Appleton’s Life.  Shannon and Tony’s Wedding  was full of laughter, love, frangipanis and a beautiful sunset.  With a stunning bride and groom and bridal party that kept you laughing it was little wonder their wedding images were fantastic. Within the year Shannon and Tony announced they were pregnant with their first child.  So naturally, a Baby Bump Photo Shoot was in order.  Again, there were lots of laughs and frangipanis.  Then on November 30, 2009 they became the proud parents of a little daughter, Mackenzie Grace.  What a gorgeous little girl she is.  At two weeks Mackenzie Grace was the super model in her first professional photography shoot – Oh – together with her fabulous parents.

Sometimes the idea of a baby is a little different from the reality of a baby. Ask a parent. But the reality doesn’t comprise only the feeding and care of the little one. It also involves changes in the relationship to the spouse–the person who contributed half of the genes that make up your tiny new person.

Mostly I’m talking about a first child here, since the newness of the event and a number of other parts of it are things for which one cannot  prepare.

Let’s start with the sheer exhaustion you will feel. Babies are demanding creatures and will disrupt your sleep and test your stamina. Whatever schedule you had now must be altered to fit your child’s needs. How will you and your partner divide the new responsibilities?

Everything must now be planned out, so if you were a spontaneous, in-the-moment sort of person before, you will be thrown off your game. Do you want to go to the movies? Who will watch the baby? Are you breast-feeding? Will you leave some milk behind while you are out? Do you feel good about the person who is watching the infant? Is he/she conscientious and responsible?

The job of going out with the baby is not less demanding. Packing all his/her stuff, bundling him up, carrying or pushing him around, and trying to concentrate on driving or shopping or friends or your spouse at the same time.

Then there is the question of your parents and your in-laws. Do they want to be very involved with your new-born? How will you and your spouse feel if they are around more often? Will they be supportive or critical of you as new parents?

Of course, in order to go out, you must have a few dollars in your pocket. Most new parents have only a few–the mother has, at least temporarily taken time off from work. And now there is baby furniture and clothing and food to buy and baby sitters to pay for. Fewer dollars tends to mean more tension in the marriage and more decisions to be made about how to use those dollars.

New parents also face an increased sense of responsibility. After all, you have a little one who is entirely dependent upon you for everything–his life, safety, financial well-being, his clothes, food, and not least, his emotional health. Are you doing it right? Are you harming him/her? These concerns are enough to make nearly anyone insecure.

And, with the demands and responsibilities of this new life, you will necessarily have less time for each other and less time for yourself and your friends. Not surprisingly, especially among insecure men, jealousy can come into play. In an unexpected turn of events, the adoring sex-bomb he married just might have eyes for someone else–his own child! And, the needs of that kiddie will tend to come first. Moreover, if you have parents staying with you, your sexual spontaneity can be further diminished by their proximity. Later, you might also hear the phrase, “Not now–wait until the baby is asleep,” or later still “Not now, the kids might hear.” And one or both of you might occasionally find yourself thinking, to your surprise, that a nap sounds a lot better than sex.

In the time following the birth, the wife often feels less attractive, especially if her weight doesn’t come down to her pre-pregnancy number and the bags under her eyes reflect the sleeplessness of her new duties. Will the husband be understanding about this?

Heard enough? I haven’t even mentioned the differences in child-rearing styles that you will likely discover when your baby gets older.

Now that I’ve made the case against springing for a new off-spring, I will say something else: it can be one of the most wonderful times of your life. A time when you and your spouse pull together, find out new things about each other and about life, and glow with the love that only a child can evoke from you. If you are not dazzled by this new life, a life that you and your partner created out of nothing, a life that is different from any other one that exists now or ever existed, then you are missing one of the most wonderful experiences possible; it is a kind of falling in love, just as overwhelming as the romantic kind, but different.

Sure its a challenge, but what worthwhile tasks are not? It can be intense, delightful, joyous, worrying, demanding, and frustrating all at once.

But if you do it close to right and have a little luck, you will look back on your time on the planet knowing that it was the most important and rewarding thing you ever experienced.

Here it is past midnight and we’re well into 2010.
A new decade. A new year.
This will be the year our first child is born.
This will be the year I polish my novel and, with a bit of luck, find an agent, or a publisher, or a manager, or just someone who wants to read the story I want to tell.
But in this moment, I’m a fairly uncomfortable 8 months pregnant, up way past my bedtime, and curled with my cat in the upstairs room of my in-laws house. From down below comes rapid-fire Russian (which I can’t understand) interspersed with loud laughter. The Russians love their New Year’s Eve.
I’m going to go to sleep.
I’d just as soon go home for a good night’s quiet rest that would leave me ready to pounce on my novel in the morning… only, there’s no home to go to.
Yet.
The new place isn’t ready.
Yet.
So, we’re camped out here surrounded by gifts from our baby shower (which was over a month ago), piles of clothing (which I have trouble bending over to pick up), and my four computers (only one of which I write creatively on – the other 3 I use to make my living).
Is it possible to write in these conditions? We’ve been here about 3 weeks and so far I haven’t been able to.
That ends today.

i want jayden to come on time. well not before his due date. i am so eager to see him because i really want to bond with him and love on him, but there are so many last minute things that i have to tend to right now so it’s sort of a contradiction. i guess the mixed emotions are normal. i mean i only have a few weeks, 6.5 to be exact of pregnancy left and time is just going. my birthday is thursday. this year went by so fast. i keep having the urge to want to love and be loved by anyone. maybe this is also due to my anticipation of baby’s big arrival. i can do nothing but thank god every day for this opportunity, although he was created in sin…i love my baby and i believe he is a blessing. it’s just so hard to get any feel of what its gonna be like with him inside me and i know i’ll probably feel this way until he gets here.

i keep thinking about relationships, primarily because i’m scared i am going to have slim pickings when it comes to guys now, but i know i just gotta be patient in trust in the lord because he already has someone crafted for me who will be here in no time. just taking this thing one day at a time. its so much going on at one time. im just trying to let it marinate and take it all in.

It was evening time when I just came back from the shop after getting some important stuff for my sister to eat…she had demanded for some noodles and I could not refuse…..but yes I got her some extra cake and an ice-cream…thats what I always do…get something extra and something that she really loves and surprise her…she loves it too! She made the noodles…gave me a little to taste and the rest was her dinner…i was happy….as she went back to her study I felt something inside…I wanted to make a confession…which have never made to anyone else before not even to myself…and that was very close to my heart…something that always brings tears of joy in my eyes…and a deep sense of satisfaction and contentment…something very similar to the feeling of a mother when she sees her baby for the first time after delivery….I went to her and said, “If twenty to thirty years from now if someone would ask me who my first child was…that is probably when I might be having my own kids…then I would tell them that it is my little sis…..she is my first baby…”, I have seen her grow before my eyes…I have been with her ever since she came to this world…and that I will be there for her forever and under all the good and bad times of life and I love her very deeply…and I always feel that she is my kid….I have cared for her just as a mother and will always do…..a very staunch mother at that…I love her and I can sacrifice even my life for her!

I can’t believe the time has come. It seems that just yesterday my wife informed me of the positive pregnancy test. Being a father is surreal and exciting and scary and so many other things that I’m not really sure how to put in words.

Shannon and Tony have only just celebrated their 1st Wedding Anniversary and are now awaiting the arrival (due December 4) of their first child.  This lovely couple were a joy to photograph on their wedding day and it was a pleasure to be able to record this special time in their lives.  Shannon has only a small baby bump and is a radiant expectant mum.  Tony was so excited and was busting at the seams to become a Dad.  With Shannon glowing and Tony beaming it was only natural I was able to provide them more beautiful images to illustrate their life journey and story together.  Pregnancy photography is a wonderful way to start to illustrate your Baby’s Story.

This blogs explains how to use type, class, and ID to style elements within a document. It also explains how you can select elements according to whether they are descendants, children, or siblings of other elements.

Type

The type is the element itself, such as p or h1. For example, the below CSS declarations states that all elements of type p are indented on the left by 15px and all elements of type h1 are blue.

p{margin-left:15px;
h1{color:#00008b;}

<p>This paragraph is idented by 15px on the left.</p>
<h1>This heading is Blue</h1>

Class

A class is a CSS style description of a group of elements that might be the same kind or of mixed kinds. For example, the below CSS declaration states that all paragraph elements of in the class green have green text and any element assigned to the class centered has centered text.

p.green{color:#009900;}
*.centered{text-align:center;}

<p class="green">
This paragraph has green text
</p>

<p class=”centered”>

This paragraph has centered text.

</p>

<p class=”green centered”>

This paragraph has green centered text.

</p>

ID

An ID uniquely identifies an element. An ID is assigned to one element only, and any element should have zero or one ID, but not two or more IDs. An ID can also be used as an anchor that can be targeted by other links or used to access and manipulate a specific element from JavaScript or a document processor.

#.abstract{margin-left:10px; margin-right:10px;}

<p id=”abstract”>This paragraph is identified as the abstract for the document. A JavaScript program can locate it and do something like add this paragraph to a list of abstracts for a series of documents. The paragraph is indented 10px on the left and right.</p>

Cascade Order

When multiple selectors select the same element, the styles from each selector are applied. In the case where the styles conflict, the higher cascade order prevails. IDs prevail over classes and classes prevail over types. If you use multiple style sheets in one document, ID selectors prevail over all classes and types in all style sheets.

*.bluetext{color:#000099;}
#.abstract{margin-left:10px; margin-right:10px; color:#990000;}

<p id=”abstract” class=”bluetext”>In this case the paragraph has both an ID and a class and each specifies a setting for the text color. Class says the color is blue and ID says the color is red. The color specified by the ID takes precedence because it has a higher cascade order.</p>

*.bluetext{color:#000099;}
*.abstract{margin-left:10px; margin-right:10px; color:#990000;}

<p class=”abstract bluetext”>In this case both abstract and bluetext are classes and have equal cascade order. The text is red because abstract is listed after bluetext in the styles.</p>

Group Selectors

You can apply the same styles to a group of selectors by separating the selectors with a comma. In this example all p, ol, and ul elements use the Arial font.

p, ol, ul, li{font-family:arial;}

Position Selectors

You can apply styles according to whether an element is a descendant, child, or sibling of another element.

Descendant

A descendant can be a child, grandchild, great-grandchild, etc. The following CSS declaration says make all descendants of div that are in the bluetext class, blue.

div *.bluetext{color:#000099;}

<p class=”bluetext”>In this case the p element is assigned to the class
bluetext, but the text is black, not blue. This is because bluetext has to be assigned
to an element that is a descendent of div.
</p>

<div>
<p class=”bluetext”>The text is now blue because element p is in the blue
text class *and* a descendant of div.
</p>

Child

To select the direct child only — no grandchildren or any of their descendants — use the greater-than sign. A child element is the immediate or direct descendant of another element. For example, all <li> elements in an unordered list are children of the <ul>. But any anchors on the <li> elements are not children of the <ul>. They are children of the <li> element.

This CSS style declaration says make all hyperllnks that are children of li red with no text decoration:

li > a{tect-decoration:none; color:red;}

Note: this does not work in Internet Explorer.

Using the above CSS style, this XHTML:

<ul>
  <li>Item 1</li>
  <li><a href="">Item 2</a></li>
  <li>Item 3</li>
</ul>

Looks like this:

• Item 1
• Item 2
• Item 3

First Child

If you want to select and style only the first child and none of its siblings, append first-child to the element like this:

li:first-child > a{text-decoration:none; color:red;}

Note: this does not work in Internet Explorer.

Using the above CSS style declaration, this code:

<ul>
  <li><a href="">Item 1</a></li>
  <li><a href="">Item 2</a></li>
  <li><a href="">Item 3</a></li>
</ul>

looks like this where only the first list item is red with no text decoration:

• Item 1
• Item 2
• Item 3

Sibling

Siblings are elements that are right next to each other. They are also called adjacent elements. For example, paragraphs typically follow (are sibllings to) headings and bulleted or ordered lists typically follow (are siblings to) paragraphs. So, this CSS style declaration says that any p element that immediately follows an h2 element is blue:

h2 + p{color:#00008b;}

Note: this does not work in Internet Explorer.

Using the above CSS style declaration, this code:

<h2>Styling Siblings</h2>
<p>This paragraph is blue because it immediately follows an h2.</p>

Looks like this:

Styling Siblings

This paragraph is blue because it immediately follows an h2.

Kids are asleep, all the chores are done, and my wife and I are laughing and trading stories about the day.  So one thing leads to another and we’re in bed doing what husbands and wives have been doing together in bed since time began.  Actually, No.  We’re having sex.  Actually some pre-sex touching and stuff.  Anyway things progress nicely and we’re really getting into it when I see a shadow out of the corner of me eye.  I turn towards the door, but no one’s there.  Just one of those freaky night time shadows, I guess.  So we wrap up our intimacy (sex) and lay around for a minute, then I go pay a visit to the bathroom.

As I walk back to the bedroom I notice my 9 year old daughter’s bedroom light is on.

“What are you doing up sweety?”

She’s got a grin bigger than her face.  My night-time brain is beginning to process something here.

“Were you…  Did you…” I start, “Did you go to the bathroom a few minutes ago?”

Giggle, “Yes.” (oh no!) “I saw you and mom…” uncontrollable giggle.

“Ooooh,  kay.  We’ll talk about it in the morning.  You need to be asleep now, it’s very late.  Goodnight, sweety.”

“Goodnight Dad.”

My wife’s phone beeps and buzzes as I get back to our bedroom.

“She saw us,” I say.

“Did you just text me?”

“What?”

“Did you just text ‘that was awsum’ to my phone?”

“Um, yeah.”

“Why?”

“Because it was.”

“Why didn’t you just tell me that?”

“I don’t know, talking can be a big effort you know?”

“She saw us?”

“Yeah.”

“Oh well.  We should probably close the door.”

“Yeah.”

Usually my kids and my wife and even my dogs don’t interact with me much in the morning.  They just know there’s not much worth saying to me at least until I’ve showered and gotten dressed and had breakfast.  Saturdays they don’t even bother until after noon.  Important things, like “the house is on fire,” or “your computer just blew up,” could potentially be communicated, but really even those kinds of things are simply too harsh and irrelevant in those early hours.  I think they would just wait.

On this morning however my daughter strolls into my room, lays her head next to mine and looks at me calmly and says, “I saw both your butts!”

Then she runs out.  I start giggling uncontrollably into my pillow.  ”Holy shit,” I say to my empty bedroom, “that is hilarious.”

“She saw both our butts,” I say to my wife after I get out of the shower.

“I know,” giggle, “She told me she’s so happy we’re trying to make another brother or sister for her.”

“That’s pretty sweet.  So I don’t have to talk to her about it?”

“No, she’s all good.  I talked with her.”

“Cool.”  (whew.)

As I leave for work I text my wife and I can just make out as I’m stepping down the front steps, “Yes, both of them!”

Krista Hunt is a savvy and sassy mom!  After welcoming her first child, a daughter Rylee – and while expecting a second just 1 year later, her son Reece – she had a fabulous idea…to open a chic little boutique that would specialize in unique and trendy childrens’ fashion, au courant nursery décor and the coolest in baby gear!  Quite a year we would say!  Her mother Phyllis, obviously a grandmother with plenty of joi de vivé jumped right in with her fashion loving daughter and their store rylee & reece was born.

Krista and Phyllis have a unique store – because it has something that no one else in Wichita, Kansas can boast – a Party Room!  Within rylee & reece is a special area that can host parties for up to 30 people – a really unique venue for birthday parties, baby showers and recently something even more special – their “Pamper Me Back to School” event!  Over one week’s time they had over 125 little girls between the ages of 3 to 12 years old arriving to be ‘pampered!’  The little ‘mini-spa’ treatment included a soak for their feet in a bin of bubbling water, light massage and having their toes painted. Next they received a facial with cucumbers for their eyes. In addition, they soaked their hands before their nails were polished – between Krista and her mom Phyllis, assisted by two teenage helpers Karly and Ashley they painted over a thousand fingers and toes!  The ‘pampered’ girls were served cheese, crackers and grapes along with pink lemonade.  Krista reports that smiles abounded and that everyone had tons of fun!  The moms and grandmothers enjoyed shopping the unique and extensive selection of fashions – all carefully chosen by Krista.

The comments about rylee & reese on the Grandparents.com website state:

“Sometimes you just want to indulge your grandchildren, particularly the young ones… Take your time, take your checkbook, and take your grandchildren for the coolest couture in town!”

Krista and Phyllis have some great events planned for the future, including a mother daughter tea, a fashion show and a holiday pampering event – complete with hot chocolate with peppermint sticks and a dress code of comfy P.J.’s!  Krista’s sister-in-law Heather does the marketing for the store – making this 2 year old business a real family affair. What a fun place to visit!  You can also visit them online at their cool website www.ryleeandreece.com.

rylee & reese
2939 North Rock Road
Suite 140
Wichita, Kansas 67226
316-260-1988
krista@ryleeandreece.com
phyllis@ryleeandreece.com

First day at school, first crush, first job, first pay, first car, first overseas trip, first house, first love, first child,…the list goes on! Closing in on 33, life has taken me thro’ several of these “firsts” and each of them have a special place in my mind. <The only “second” that gave me as much joy & excitement as the “first” was the birth of our second child last year>

My first tryst with blogging (yes, I finally did it!) is right up there along with all the other “firsts”. I have been an active participant in industry blogs – deelip.com, worldcadaccess, cadinsider, kenneth wong among others – but mostly as an industry observer sharing my thoughts / comments on various posts. But this is MY own blog, my “Hello World” of blogging and boy, am I excited or what?!

I’m not so sure what I will be posting, who will be reading (do I even care?) etc. I know I love writing and this is my way of putting to words all that I see, hear and feel. If its on my mind (and trust me its quite a mess in my upper storey:), you get to read it! Should you care? Well, you need to answer that one. Till the next post – cheers!

I am a first children in my family. I am a girl. But, even I am just a girl, my Dad has disicplined very strict for long time. In my memory, Dad was strict person than he did too my little brother.

I have ever felt hatred to my Dad. But, since I grow up I could understand his behave. My Dad is Javanese. In javanese culture, first child would be the first  triumph. This triumph would be  a kind of a saver in your future. Am I clear to you? I mean parents in Javanese culture put a big expectation in first children so that’s somehow the first child in family felt first obligation to family.

Don’t you believe it sometimes when your parents treat you strictly without any reason, you feel that you have to show your rebellious side? I have ever did it with any reason too because I tired with my dad’s behaviour. Too strict too me and too minimal to give compliment for each your accomplishment. I have ever wondered, Did my father love me or not? I hesitate for it.

One day, my aunty convinced me that actually My Dad love me. In her opinion, without any reason Dad showed feel proud at me in any opportunity in family meeting. Even, my aunty tried to convince me, I wonder is it truth or not.

Time has left by..I grow up until now I am a big girl and I graduated from economics faculty. Dad is rarely to anger at me for some reason. He said that his little girl has grown up and for that reason, I am not deserved to be angried by him.

I realize sometimes in little moment when I meet with my family, My Dad always see me with love sight.  I can not explain the way my Dad looking to me but I pretend I do not know his feeling. I am happy when My Dad is happy with his life. I got my Dad is more cheerful, still humble and more wise than I have ever known.

I love my Dad but I am still get dissapointed when He angried at me. Believes me, My Dad sometimes is panickly when in a rush and he would be angry, I really hate this habit. I love him but when I got his habit came, I felt want to run away.

Now, I decides to back to campus in Jogjakarta. I study again in UGM but I took accounting of profession. I do not think that I will proceed my study after this profession with master graduate. Maybe, Dad can pay for me but no, I think I will back to career time. In fact, I need money. I need savings for future day from my money. Dad will get pension in two years will come and I have to prepare to face it. Who will take care my dad and my mom besides me? I am the first child in my family and my siblings just one little brother who study in senior high school.

I am the first child in my family. I love my family and I will take my first obligation to mom and dad because in eastern family, child should take care their parents. Maybe you read my witten is absurd, too wide without any focus. But, this is my blog and this is my voice. I put my voice in a blog. Voice of my heart. I AM A FIRST CHILD AND I WILL DO MY FIRST OBLIGATION.

This post continues how moms elevate kids over father/husband. These are definitely not ‘best practice’, because they program child’s mind negatively against father.

• Mother distorts child’s perceptions with demeaning comments about father/husband. Not purposely perhaps, but carelessly making her nurturing chatter or self-talk both negative about husband and audible to the child.
• Thinking, treating, and telling a child in the tweens that he’s number one programs the mind of both mother and child to elevate the child over father/husband. It threatens when mom supports child in the wrong over father/husband in the right. The man of the house, whether right or wrong, will prove himself right when they gang up on him. Imposing dominance reinforces his reign and saves face in whatever the situation.
• When child has been hurt or harmed, claims of ‘you’re most important’ or ‘my favorite’ sound good but self-defeating. It confuses child’s mind. He sees a different world, when he’s not hurting. How can he be number one in her heart, when she slights him relative to others? Her credibility may take a minor hit with child, but that’s not the problem. It’s the loss of respect for father, when the child becomes convinced that he is number one and drags in mom to counter father’s disciplinary actions or husband’s decisions.
• As part of nurturing chatter or hoping to lift or reinforce child’s self-esteem, mom repeatedly tells first child he’s most important thing in her life.
• What does she tell second child? Most important too? Third child? (Her Majesty mother Grace confirmed our family structure with lighthearted, complimentary, and irrefutable confusion: Her Oldest and Most Precious, Her Second and Most Precious, Her Youngest and Most Precious, and me. By leaving me out, she isolated and elevated me as husband above the boys. However, after boys were grown, out of title envy I claimed my own—Her Oldest and Most Able at the Table.)