Thursday, April 22, 2010

To Whom Much is Given

Within every crevice of every room in my house is some sort of written material. Recipe books and mail pile up in the kitchen, schedules and notes are tacked in the laundry room, labels on food packaging in the pantry, lists and cards on the fridge. Throughout the house sit piles of papers, magazines, there are stacks and racks overflowing with books, some light reading, text books, reference materials and outdated travel guides. The upstairs loft has been coined “the library” by the neighborhood kid- probably due to the 7 ft tall book shelf standing directly across from a 5 foot book shelf- both crammed with both mine and Aaron’s lifelong collection of books. My night stand is actually the cleanest it has been in long time, with only 1 magazine, my journal, a current novel and 2 baby books. Aaron’s nightstand however is a testament to the written word-piled almost a foot high with his latest wine tasting book, gardening books, one magazine, one catalog and one rather large and thick parenting book. All this, and we even sell and give way books on a regular basis. My daily planner is filled with lists, upon lists, receipts, coupons, flyers, appointment cards. It just seems normal to me. I don’t even “see” the visual clutter. Yet, after training as literacy tutor I will look around every so often and imagine not being able to decipher over half of it. I wonder what my life would be like if I was never exposed to reading and writing in the first place.

It was sobering to find via tutor training for the nonprofit organization BoulderReads that there are over 16,000 functionally literate people walking amongst us here in just Boulder county alone. Boulder County folks, is one of the most affluent, healthiest, greenest and artistic communities in all of the Rocky Mtns, perhaps nation. Some of these illiterate people are native English speakers; others are immigrants, with English being their second language. Many will come to the program testing at a 4th – 5th grade level; some just need to work on vocab, spelling, maybe and conversation writing skills. Some people need to learn how to read grocery labels, bus schedules and paycheck stubs.

Being illiterate in the world today takes a lot of work, they learn how to hide it, to use their own codes for things, to make excuses, to avoid tasks that involve much reading or writing, spouses take the lead on paperwork and many just take jobs that require little or no written communication.

As we finished up our final and 20th hour of training- the fresh eyed training group had to go around and share what has struck them the most. We all had variations of the same theme, being which, a feeling that we really have taken for granted our ability to be joyfully literate. I was greatly saddened when I heard that many of the students that come to Boulder Reads were not read to as children. Between Aaron and me we must read to our boys Roman and Ryan 10 or more hours a week- since Roman could walk and before he could really talk much he has been chasing us around the house with books. Not reading to a child is child abuse, plain and simple. It is also scary to think that many kids fall through the public school system and manage to graduate without being able to read beyond a 9th grade level.

Quickly after training I was assigned my first student a Korean women with a Phd in meteorology, on assignment with NCAR. Wait, a Phd… needing tutoring? Yep. BoulderReads helps everyone, on all levels. She wanted help with pronunciation, popular American English phrases, jargon, and even jokes. See, she was isolating herself from her co-workers on a social level because she could not “joke around with them much” she did not understand certain expressions and phrases. She basically just wanted practice talking English. It was fun, we met 6-8 times for an hour or so each time in a NOBO coffee shop in the mornings. Sadly, her NCAR contract ended, and she had to move. Not long after, I got pregnant with my second son and the tutoring gigs fell by the way side. I do hope to get back into when baby boy is in a preschool/ moms day out program. I have not forgotten my passion- the written word, the spoken word, and tutoring the second language learner.

My passion is just buried under all these diapers! I was so humbled and the same time empowered to be invited into the BoulderReads training program, and here I am over 2 years later- blogging about it. To be able to make a difference in the “ literary life” of someone can be a bit overwhelming at times, but one look at Roman, tonight, like just about every night he is literally curled up in bed with his “ last book” of the night. Seeing that makes it all seem more than possible and important.


Friday, October 9, 2009

Still in Negotiations

on day 9 of Ryans possible nursing strike...

this has been the run down since last week, on Ryans 8 month birthday, Sept 29th, he bite into me- hard, I screamed baby no bite, took him off and put him on the floor. For the last few days prior to this incident he had been exceptionally wiggly, pulling my hair and while nursing often, seemed generally never really satisfied- this coming from a baby which I deemed boob sucker of the year.. I did not start to worry till that afternoon and again in the evening, when worry turned to panic when he started kicking and screaming and literally pushing himself away from me when I thought he might want/ need to nurse again...uh oh I thought, I scared him, and he is teething, lets see what happens in the coming hours, the morning rolled around, I was engorged and he was a no- go on the boob. I broke out my old pump, rear- rear-rear, drip drip drip 30 mins later I was empty. Ugg

I immediately enlisted the advice of other mother friends, La Leche and my Drs office for advice. After ruling out illness, we were instructor to keep him hydrated and to ride it out for a few days. Not content to ride it out, I start to panic, see the major rub with this kid is that he does not take a bottle, nor will he really use a sippy cup yet, armed with a medicine dropper and spoons we approach him at meals times to get milk and water and even some pedialite.


day 5, I forked over $150 for a new breastpump ( which I determined equals 5 canisters of organic formula @ target), let's see formula or fresh expressed breast milk... well... if its being spoon fed might as well be the good stuff...although now I starting to feel like pumping is for the birds, my back and arm get cramped, the pump rubs me the wrong way and it's hard to find time in the day , now with Ryan's sit down meals taking upwards of 90 mins not including clean up.....

the big rub is this- he won't take a bottle and the spoon - table feeding is taking forever,and it's messy, and limits us to being on the go.... plus I still think he needs the comfort of nursing if only for his naps and bedtime.. he nuzzles me now instead of fighting me off, falls asleep in my arms in our glider in his darkened room. If it's teething I hope he breaks a tooth soon ( minus anymore the biting) if I scared him off for good, well, now I know I have a sensitive baby on my hands, bit if he is done, so be it, but he has 5 days before I think i will stop offering and might even stop pumping....Word on the street is this strike ( if it is a strike) can last 2 weeks, next Wednesday is his deadline. I am being patient, and somewhat optimistic that he will return to nursing....but for now we are still working out terms and conditions....




Thursday, September 3, 2009

Fall soccer begins!

Roman had his first U5 SVVYSA soccer practice last night, we scored the same coach and all the same teammates as last "season", ( the practices and games run in the fall / spring for 8 weeks at a time)
Practice is held at a local city park, lots of shade and a big ground to bounce around on after or before practice. Enthusiasm was high, kids were joyous and energetic.....wearing his new jersey and real soccer cleats, I thought Roman was starting and is starting to look quite like a real athlete as he dribble kicked the ball back and forth across the field.

I ask myself if we are really ready as a family to keep this soccer business up? It's a casual event now- no goalies, no score keeping, co-ed and friendly. The stakes are fairly low, everybody claps and cheers for every play, the coaches put up with or are able to deal with tantrums. The upstart cost are fairly minimal.... What's to happen when or if it becomes " competitive" with longer practices, "away" games and up tight parents?



However, I suppose we cross that proverbial bridge when, or if, it comes, for now, we enjoy the family picnic like atmosphere, the jovial end of day conversation with other parents and of course watching our little Beckham, bend it!

Monday, July 13, 2009

Well I have to begin somewhere


I thought I would first start my blog the first day of summer, then I thought I would start it after the 4th of July since it officially felt like the beginning of summer and now a week or so later I am just gonna do it. Do what? blog about my life, my family, the things we do and places we go too! A busy mom of 2 boys, one 4 years old, another 5 months old. I am "mama on the go" for a reason, we like and need to get out and do things. Mama on the Go is also a spin off of a little eBay store I had called On the Go Kiddo. This business is on break, or rather I am on break, or the bank account is on break. Either way, I am actually grateful for the reprieve of online selling because trips to the post office with 2 little guys can be an all day production, once the item is packaged, labeled and then finally taken to the local tiny post office where of course I have t make chit chat with my friendly postal ladies.

Anyways, this is my blog, my life, maybe a bit random, but maybe a bit fun too. We'll see