tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41764481308943754012024-03-13T23:25:19.197-07:00Sonya GavankarSonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-53159110821355736872013-09-18T19:14:00.001-07:002013-09-20T12:07:56.449-07:00Table for oneTI have never been a good cook. In fact it's a running joke how I married my husband because he was such a good one. Maybe that is why I am so impressed with my ability to make food for my child. I am of course talking about breast milk. <div>I am less impressed with my ability to make a human than fill tiny bottles with ounces of the liquid gold. I am so impressed I carry the bottle around the house for a victory lap and email pics to friends. </div><div>My husband has a different take on the pumping. He thinks the contraption looks like something a sociologist from the National Archives would carry into the Deep South to record negro spirituals. </div><div>My son is a good eater and I am pretty laid back about breastfeeding, but I never thought I would be this comfortable with my body as I feed him. Of course this is only in my house.</div><div><div class="chat_history_visitor_text" style="padding: 2px; border-bottom-width: 1px; border-bottom-style: dashed; border-bottom-color: black; clear: both; "><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-linouzaQDUQ/UjydCu_L9vI/AAAAAAAAEiw/LLtjXWf6N8o/s640/blogger-image-1898389310.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-linouzaQDUQ/UjydCu_L9vI/AAAAAAAAEiw/LLtjXWf6N8o/s640/blogger-image-1898389310.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); ">I am over those early feelings of being a dim sum cart. </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "> I seemed to be always on edge, circling him every couple of hours wondering if he was hungry. I do still have the fear that he is too skinny. The founder of Eat Sleep Love have me a great formula that made me feel a bit more in control. She says your baby should be consuming double his weight in ounces every 24 hours. I never said I was good at math and with my diminished brain cells I had to write it out once I got home. For me that means my 9.5 lb baby should be consuming about 20 oz every 24 hours. PHEW! I can at east feed him, lets hope he gets his father's head for math</span></div>Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-61745927998421723222013-08-19T16:02:00.001-07:002013-08-19T16:02:47.063-07:00Yoda Mom<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;"><img alt="yoda-luke.jpg" height="133" src="webkit-fake-url://B41B64A3-5909-4D42-921B-B88F4152577B/yoda-luke.jpg" width="200" /></span>A bit of advice given before I have birth was "find your Yoda Mom". This is a women who has her second child at the same time as you so you can befriend her for all her wisdom. A brilliant plan! All my friends have toddlers or older at this stage and they have been a wealth of knowledge and equipment, but a Yoda Mom eluded me.<br />
Yet my Yoda Mom has been with me for 15 years. My dear friend Ashley and I have led parallel lives as pageant girls, young professionals and married women. She delivers her second child any day now and I am going to pump her for information and inspiration!Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-32473170237593184882013-08-19T15:54:00.001-07:002013-08-19T15:54:11.019-07:00Everard'sKudos to friends Louis Everard and Jennifer Nygard on a great story on their stylish shop<br />
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A recent <a href="http://www.thedailybeast.com/witw/articles/2013/08/15/america-s-postpartum-practices.html" target="_blank">Daily Beast</a> article makes me think I should have spent another day but then again the reason I went home was based on support.<br />
It would be easy to blame it on insurance companies, but I think the issue comes from shrinking hospital staff and trying to fill many women's need of being in control of their delivery experience.<br />
I for one was a little surprised to hear the baby would be with me from the moment I delivered. Couldn't someone else watch the baby that first night to let me get a full night of sleep?<br />
Nope! There little Peter slept in his crisper while I tried to sleep off the drugs and the pain I was starting to feel.<br />
I changed every diaper myself and I fed him without instruction from the first moment. I got some bang up meals delivered to my bed, but otherwise it was me, the baby and below basic TV.<br />
So I headed home to the care of my mother and husband.<br />
But I pushed it too much there too. Some how I figured I had to be a trooper and do SOMETHING other than lay in bed if the hospital was sending me home. Hindsight I should have taken a shower and curled into bed. Instead we took family pictures and sat around talking. The next day we were out to the pediatrician for a check up where I once the feeling of manning up was reinforced. If the doctors want the baby in the office they expect you should be bringing him.<br />
So when a client called with a gig 4 days after delivery I said yes. It wasn't heavy lifting, why turn it down? Well if I had known I would faint 6 hours later I maybe would have reconsidered.<br />
I have a feeling that will be the mantra of motherhood for me "If I had known, I would have reconsidered".<br />
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Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-52433642276908616442013-07-22T13:44:00.002-07:002013-08-01T15:51:52.771-07:00The Original Facebook Post<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The royal birth announcement displayed on its gilt frame made me think of one thing, Facebook. The idea that this low tech, but classy display of news has been happening for centuries makes me thinking what other magisterial traditions we should add some American ingenuity to monetize.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yueWm9hg9cI/UfrmhzriDQI/AAAAAAAAEhk/YPVaVL4mX7I/s640/blogger-image-1643314433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-yueWm9hg9cI/UfrmhzriDQI/AAAAAAAAEhk/YPVaVL4mX7I/s640/blogger-image-1643314433.jpg"></a></div><br>Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-91075212366362325162013-07-22T10:59:00.001-07:002013-07-22T10:59:31.809-07:00The Arch Campbell ShowI hope the last appearance before I give birth...<br />
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<br />Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-12022536436223927332013-07-22T09:37:00.000-07:002013-07-22T09:37:21.495-07:00Mentioning the Unmentionables<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I did many things right when I first found out I was pregnant. The early sign I was in the family way was "the girls". I immediatly grew out of my brassieres and I didn't look forward to buying new ones every couple of weeks as they started to grow. </span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I have relied on these space age fibers for the last 40 weeks and now I'm looking forward to buying new underwear. the next phase of my body will be interesting. I have no idea what I'm going to be left with so one of the first things I plan on doing is treating myself, for the very first time, to fancy drawers.</span></div>
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Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-42669728892393163442013-07-18T19:26:00.001-07:002013-08-01T15:25:59.940-07:00Push GiftI can't remember the first time I heard about the idea of a gift for giving birth, but I do remember thinking "A reason for getting jewelry! I am fine with that." The concept is simple. When a woman gives birth, she expects a large item of jewelry to commemorate the birth.<div>My mom has two lovely items from giving birth to my sister and I, but I remember the engraved silhouettes she gave my grandmother for each of her grand kids.</div><div>I want a push gift, in fact I have known exactly what I wanted as soon as I found out the due date. Sharing this information and price tag were the hard part. How do you break it to your husband you want something of monetary value to commemorate the moment that is invaluable?</div><div>Thanks to Mervis Diamonds it makes I easier to discuss.</div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "><br></span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; ">Mervis Diamonds is offering free diamond earrings to the couple who has a baby closest to the day and time of William and Kate's Royal Baby. If your baby is due any moment </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; ">visit</span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "> </span><a href="http://www.mervisdiamond.com/push-presents" target="_blank" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0px; text-decoration: none; outline: none; ">www.mervisdiamond.com/push-presents</a><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; "> to enter</span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; ">. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Here's hoping the most recognizable voice in DC calls with some good news soon!</span></div>Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-65154381082870978492013-07-16T13:09:00.002-07:002013-07-16T13:09:43.230-07:00Trippy Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'm lounging in bed trying to stay awake by watching a PBS show on The Orient Express. The glamour and history is just as intoxicating as the vistas from the 80 hour trip. Then I am struck by the reality,mI can't just get on the train.<br />I have been a world traveler my entire life crossing the globe several times before my firs birthday. Travel has always been important to me. It is how I learn and my parents realized t early enough that they would plan family vacations based on school curriculum to help me retain I formation.<br />While my college peers went to the beach over spring break I would find a buddy to go on a European adventure. After graduation I promised myself I would take a big trip every year and realized if I went ahead of the Olympics I could let the IOC do the decision making for me, and relive my vacation while watching the sporting events.<br />Now I lay in bed with a bag packed for a trip to the hospital. Not the same at all. Bt I am already considering how to travel with an infant. I hope to sneak away for a weekend at a B&B in the first month. My first plane trip is planned for October when I have a gig in Atlanta. I will ship diapers and task my mom with watching Bjorn while I am on camera.<br />I maybe fooling myself at how easy this could be, but I also don't want to let fear keep me at home</span></div>
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Sonyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08358721882120899487noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4176448130894375401.post-89907960725768752822013-07-02T08:28:00.001-07:002013-07-02T08:28:25.405-07:00Fashion Review<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Thanks to fellow blogger <span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">María José for asking me to review some wonderful wears from </span><span style="background-color: white; font-size: 13px;">Thyme Maternity. Click on the image to read my review</span></span><br />
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We have this offensive term at the office. We refer to birth as "splashdown". It's the perfect combination of rocket science and disgusting. Just like the actual birth. Even more the baby is like a little astronaut in his capsule with the life line, so I really love the term.<br />
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Now that I have less than 30 days to go I realize my body is going into this weird mode that i cannot control. I feel like the baby is going through a check list with my body. It reminds me of the count down in mission control at NASA. I feel like my body has disconnected from my brain and I am just watching. When I finally go into labor I will know how much of this is in my head and how much is nature</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It is the time in the
pregnancy when CME and I are taking classes. I signed up for these classes
months ago and today was the first-- CPR for Infants.</span><br />
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Who is it that said "if you can't find the patsy at the poker table you
are it"?<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>I always think of
this when I enter a classroom. There is that couple in every class that you<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>think "just shut up so we can get
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<tt><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; mso-ansi-font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;">1) No one wants to hear your
"advice from experience". We are taking the class so we can get a
baseline of knowledge. If we wanted to hear your story of the time your child
choked on a jelly bean we would ask.</span></tt><br />
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turns around in their seat to look at you, you have no audience. Maybe your
thinking "wow I didn't even notice no one looked at me." That is
because you were too busy holding court.</span></tt><br /><tt><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; mso-ansi-font-size: 14.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;">3) When it comes time to practice in
class don't take it as an audition. We all know the script. We are trying
to murmur it while imagining ourselves in the situation. Your cries of
"CALL 911" are not needed and concerning to the jazzercise class
across the hall.</span></tt></span><br />
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apply to you! Its not time for your 2 hour comedy set. Give us the instruction
and a laugh half way through and we, your students, will leave happy and
informed.</span></tt></span><br />
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Either I am getting to be an old lady or it is the pregnancy hormones. Either way I am horrified by my summer interns wardrobe. Emails have been flying back and forth and the subjects are her daily choice.<br />
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She is a sassy, artistic chick with a solid head on her shoulders. She has little office experience and her clothes reflect it. I understand her issue. If you're a young woman who enjoys a bit of style theatrics (think well applied blue eye shadow) where do you buy clothes? I can imagine she thinks Anne Taylor is for old ladies but her choice of H & M "executive" isn't working.</div>
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But you adore the closet full of clothes you have for your job as a restaurant hostess. You can easily class them up with a cropped jacked to show off your slim build, or a shrug sweater. They are youthful yet tasteful. Short skirts look great with patterned hose or even flesh fish nets OVER nylons. You can always peel off the layers and leave them at your desk when you meet your friends out after work.</div>
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If you get pulled aside and there is a mention of your clothes act quickly to fix it! Ask questions to figure out how to fix your look!</div>
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If all else fails keep your eye pealed for your style mentor. Email her and simply ask "I worry my clothes don't match the office vibe. Am I doing ok?" The reality is, how you dress has just as much impact on your internship experience as your work. </div>
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