Because if you haven't figured it out, the world does revolve around my daughter -- or so she apparently thinks.
The power outage wasn't too bad this time around, mainly because it only lasted for about 3 hours total and only went out twice. My serious condolences go out to all those in Ohio who have been without power for three-plus days now (my grandmother and uncle included), it's certainly no cup of tea being cold, or not being able to make a cup of tea at that.
The first power outage my husband and I faced together was the windstorm of ... I don't know 2009 maybe? We lost power for an entire week in early September, which also meant we lost at least $100 worth of expensive vegan groceries. While this time around I was slightly fearful of freezing to death because it is the middle of winter, I was also a bit excited that we could just throw all of our crazy, overpriced veg foods in a cooler outside and not lose them. (See, even in the eyes of chilly, cold death I'm still worried about losing money).
The downside to this power outage would have to be the fact that the roads were ridiculously messy, so we snacked on salads and a half can of garbanzo beans until my husband and his friend finally trekked the dangerous roads to get us some real food. The worst part about being vegan in an ice storm? The lack of variety in take out food. It's OK though, we ended up surviving on half-made chili fries and fake chicken patties.
In other firsts, Pearyn wore her first cloth diaper last week. We're still transitioning over from disposables to strictly cloth diapers (although I think we're going to keep her in a disposable at night because of how wonderfully long she sleeps, we're talking 10-11 hours). I've honestly surprised myself with how willing and excited I've been to use the cloth diapers, I always figured I was simply too lazy to commit. With week one down, I've discovered all my cloth-diapering mommy friends are right -- it's really NOT that bad. Plus some of the diapers are so cute it's really quite the incentive.
In addition to cloth diapers, Pearyn has also spent the last week eating practically every flavor of "Little Puffs" we can get our hands on. After a playdate with some high school friends, we bought a couple containers for Pearyn and she's really getting the hang of feeding herself. Well, except sometimes she doesn't feel like working on her fine motor skills and decides to just stick her face on whatever surface the puffs are located at lick. This usually results in puffs everywhere but her mouth. Case in point:
So far, the little finger foods babies her age are starting to eat have all been safe for us as well. I have started to panic however, because with Pearyn eating different foods everyday, it means we're one day closer to alienation. I know that soon when I go on playdates and moms offer my child a cookie or a muffin, I'm going to have to ask if there's milk or egg in it. And when there is and I don't let Pearyn have one, I'm going to alienate us. I'm going to make us look weird or fruity because I'm worried over milk or eggs -- things most people don't consider cruel because an animal doesn't have to die.
All through pregnancy I've fought for our way of life and how healthy and normal it can be, and sometimes I wonder if I'm truly strong enough or ready for the battle. I know it shouldn't be a battle, but it will sometimes, with Pearyn, with myself and with a whole hoard of other people.
I'm just going to have to step up my mommy game.