Friday, June 26, 2009
Miracle - Week 25
You might know his story. You might not. Suffice it to say that our lives radically intersected...and I learned one of the most significant lessons of my life. When I have poured out everything I have, when I have given up hope, when I know with certainty that I have failed, God say, "My plan is way bigger than you are." We don't know the everlasting impact of our actions, our words, our love. This little guy is a miracle and I get to see that miracle walk around in my life every day.
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Monday, June 15, 2009
I gain a year this week. I've found myself rather immune to the "I'm getting old" shtick. Only very rarely do I envision myself as anything other than 20...but those rare moments do hit hard. As much as I don't feel my age, I am thankful for it. These past years have brought experience, hardship, laughter and hopefully a wee bit of maturity. So, slam one more candle into my cake...I'll eat it.
*I've seen several pictures set up like this on Flick but this one is my favorite: www.flickr.com/photos/catiedid/3252353478/
Thanks for the inspiration!
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Saturday, June 6, 2009
I'm a lousy cook.
But yet I love to read cookbooks and cooking blogs, watch the Food Network, listen to The Splendid Table, dream about knives and pots and gadgets, pick the brain of my neighbor who is a chef...
If only I could put what's all in my head into practice, my kids could eat something other than peanut butter and mac and cheese!
*On a related note, this book is far and away the best cookbook I've ever laid my hands on. Get thee a copy NOW!
(Inspiration here: www.flickr.com/photos/vaibhav_clicking/3181966194/)
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Saturday, May 30, 2009
My grandmother passed away last week. Since receiving the news at 4am last Thursday morning, I've had the overwhelming desire to make a pie. My grandma was known throughout the community for her pies. She sold them at the farmer's market. She was rarely without her apron. I got one every year for my birthday. She was appropriately named Ethel Bakewell. She was the grandmother of my heart...not of my blood. When I was 4 and had lost both of my grandfathers within a year of each other, I asked her husband at dinner one night "I don't have any more grandpas. Will you be mine?" He accepted and they both took their role in my life seriously. One person said that memories of my grandma always had an aroma...an aroma of baking pies. So, I felt that I needed to connect to her in a concrete way. She was always "traumatized" that I use Pillsbury crusts so today, I did it the real way. My hands in the flour, my hands gripping the rolling pin. I felt connected. My grandmother poured so much love into me and I tried to pour as much as I could into this pie.
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Home - Week 21
This is my peaceful place, my quiet place. So far from the trappings of my suburban life, fast pace, too busy, never the opportunity to stop. We slow down, we fish, we take our time paddling the boat around the lake. We spend our evenings just watching the trucks rumble down the road. I'm back to life as "normal" now and I'm homesick for the quiet.
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Sunday, May 17, 2009
Eyes - Week 20
The wrinkles are just starting to show on my face...and I like it. My love for life right there on my face.
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Sunday, May 10, 2009
In my professional life, I'm a bit of a breast expert. I spend a majority of my time sizing them, lifting them, supporting them, helping people get milk out of them, healing them, figuring out what to do if they're gone. When my husband makes a joke and says that "his wife got a boob job", its all in good fun but a wee bit misleading. As a certified bra and mastectomy prosthetic fitter and certified lactation counselor, I see more breasts in a week than most of you will see in a lifetime. But, I take what I do very seriously. As women, there is a lot tied up in our breasts. A lot of our identity and a lot of our insecurity. My entrance into my work (and the heartbeat of all I do) has been with breastfeeding. Growing up, I was always quite insecure about the size of my breasts...always called flat, always not filling out my clothes, always not feeling as womanly as I'd like. (Though I will note that I look significantly more busty that reality in the picture. It's all about the angles, huh?) But for all the talk from a certain segments of the feminist population that claim that breastfeeding ties us down and limits our opportunities, I never felt more like a woman that when I had a baby at my breast. Here was where my body was doing what it was created to do. I felt more like myself while nourishing my children than ever before. Our culture has ripped this away from so many women. It clearly communicates that while your breasts might be adequate for attracting the opposite sex, they will likely be unable to feed your child. It is simply not true. Big money, big profits, our healthcare system in bed with the formula companies...all work together to rob women of what they were made to do. Don't get me wrong; while I believe strongly in the benefits of breastfeeding, if a woman has made an educated, informed choice to use formula, more power to her. But that is simply not what I see in my office day after day. I see women, who want this experience, cut down by those that tell them that they are inadequate, that they aren't making enough milk, that one bottle won't hurt. I understand that the challenges of breastfeeding are great and true problems do exist. I hope that every woman can find the support that she needs to have the experience that she wants. Breastfeeding is about so much more than what kind of milk goes into the baby. It is about claiming what our bodies were designed to do. I've learned to love these breasts, to find incredibly value in them and to reward them for a job well done...with a fabulous new bra from a certified bra fitter that I know!
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Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Food - Week 17
HOW MANY CALORIES????!!!!?????
I'm proud of my weight loss. 40 lbs. is nothing to sneeze at. I've worked hard and I've maintained the loss...until the last 6 weeks. Very quickly, during some weeks of high stress, 10 lbs. snuck back on. I'm back on the Weight Watchers bandwagon and I'm hoping that they come off just a quickly as they went on (wishful thinking!). But I'm commited and ready to not take off just this 10, but the additional 40 to get to my goal.
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Friday, April 17, 2009
Spring - Week 16
No significant commentary this week...just trying to copy the effect of another photo I liked. It's me, on a spring day, with my boy.
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