Why History Matters

WARNING!!!: This is a soap box post. If you wish to not listen to a rant in favor of the importance of Social Studies to our country and in our schools do not read any further.

DISCLAIMER: I am a staunch supporter of our troops, every day, period.


   As I watched the news and coverage of the Fourth of July, I felt a frustration with our country. As I stated in my disclaimer I am a supporter of our military and the amazingly courageous men and women who choose to be a part of it. I see the positives it offers to so many and, as a student and teacher of history, the impact it has had on our nation. I think they should be applauded every day and am happy that we honor them on Memorial Day and Veteran's Day. However, the Fourth of July is not about America's military regardless of how neat it is to hear a canon in the 1812 Overture. Oh but Kim, it is about America's freedoms that our brave military has made sure we keep repeatedly and our fight for independence that our military won! No it is not. While both of those things are true and we should all be grateful for them, the Fourth of July is not about that. Granted without a military victory, made up of a very ragtag continental army led by an amazing French strategist and an American hero who never truly had a standout victory and various part-time militias, we wouldn't celebrate it like we do, it is not what the holiday honors. If it were we would celebrate October 19 (last major battle of the Revolution) or September 3 (day Treaty of Paris was signed). I also truly don't believe that that American hero would want it to be about the military because he understood the true focus. Remember, this is the same man who disbanded the army as soon as the war was won and promptly retired from public life (didn't last as we well know).
   The Fourth of July is not about the freedoms. It is not about our victory in the Revolution. It is about a group of fifty six courageous men who committed treason. It is about men who dared to stand against the most powerful nation in the world because it was wrong and oppressive. Men who brazenly declared their leader a tyrant and their obligation to rise up and remove him to the world. They recognized that it was a nation that was restricting their freedoms and that they had lost true representation to have their voices heard. It was about making a decision in which there was no turning back, either they gain independence or die. It was about men who dared to take a chance on a form of government only written about. A type of government that they had no example to go off of and that had never been attempted in the world.  A government that would never have survived had many of these same men not been able to swallow their pride just eleven years later, admit failure, and reorganize the nation through the Constitution. It is about their sacrifices.
   Not all these men signed the Declaration and went on to live happy lives like Adams or Jefferson. Some went on to fight and die in the War for Independence, some had their houses and property destroyed by the British, and some were captured, tortured, and killed for their actions. Fourth of July should be a time in which we reflect on our nation's history, making sure our nation today is something deserving of their risks. We live in a country where more people can name characters in a TV show than can name the Bill of Rights or even the unalienable rights in the Declaration. Instead of the 1812 Overture why isn't the Declaration and Constitution read? Why isn't it a day taken to remember the history of our nation rather than use military men and women to distract the rest of us from realizing what our country has become? Is it because as a country as a people we are so far from what our Founding Fathers hoped we would be? Is it because we wish to ignore that reality through distraction? Are fireworks and military pomp and circumstance a truly appropriate way to commemorate them?
   Social Studies is often seen in our country as expendable in education. After all isn't History just the easy subject the coaches who just want to coach teach? The reality is the Fourth of July is a prime example of why Social Studies is so essential to the future of our nation. The Fourth of July is about history, civics, and government. It is about understanding who those men were, why they did what they did, and why it changed not just our country but the world. To know why they felt they had no other choice but to overthrow their government. It is about what the basis of our nation requires of every citizen to ensure its continued greatness. Instead of dealing with the reality that we are ALL obligated to be informed of our rights and our constitution as American citizens, we focus on those citizens who have chosen the responsibility of protecting our freedoms and country. Honestly, why all the fuss about rights or freedoms the majority of America doesn't even take the time to learn? About a history that most learn once and forget. Why do we as a people tolerate these distractions? Is it because we don't know or just don't care? Is our accepted ignorance a respectful way to memorialize those men and all they did? Is it worth our military sacrifices?

Take a second: Can you name 5 out of 6 of the characters from Friends? Can you name the 5 freedoms protected by the first amendment? Bonus: can you name the 6th Friend? What about naming any of the other 9 amendments in the Bill of Rights other than the 2nd or the 5th? . . .

One Year Ago Today

   Everyone has days that have changed their lives. Some are happy like the day you graduated college, the day you were married, or the day you had your first real job, and some are sad like the day you lost a loved one or had a relationship end. One year ago was one of those days for me.
   I have always known I wanted children. Besides playing make-believe with a wedding, being a mom was about the only thing I pretended growing up. I have always been so close to my mother that wanting a relationship like that seemed very natural to me. I spent years imagining what it would be like or when it would happen. When I got older I daydreamed about what it would be like. As friends and family started having children I started to be excited and also nervous about it but never doubted how much I wanted to be a mother. For my dear husband however it was another story entirely. He was and is very solitary. He never wanted to get married and never wanted to have children. His own experiences weren't always positive or filled with wonderful memories and his encounters with babies as an adult were nonexistent. He also heard different types of horror stories from friends about how their wives, marriages, or lives changed not always for the better. To say he was reluctant in general was an understatement.
   When we got married we agreed children might not be in the picture. I knew I loved him more than anything when I realized I would never want children without him as their father. I also knew with his career having children was a huge risk because I might be alone at any time. When your husband wears a bullet proof vest to work everyday the reality is hard to ignore. There is no time where they are not on duty, if you're at a restaurant or even church and something happens they go into action. There are no days when they are completely safe or away from danger. Knowing we have an "In Case Of" file and seeing other police officers sacrifice their lives in your city makes it hit home even more. It is a difficult reality every Police Wife faces everyday and makes life changing decisions all the more weighted.
   Marco also is ALL about taking time. He has always been against rushing anything. I knew the first time he kissed me that I was going to marry him and would have that very night had he asked me. But he didn't and every time I brought it up for the next year and a half he quickly changed the topic or explained how he didn't want to rush it. Even when he said he knew he took time to save up money, buy the perfect ring, and plan the perfect way. Then as soon as he asked I was ready! We could have gone to Vegas that weekend! But he wanted me to have the wedding of my dreams and I wanted him and his family to have the bride of theirs. So we saved up, paid for nearly everything ourselves, I converted, and we waited over a year before we had a wedding that blew the ones in my dreams out of the water. I will always cherish that day. So when we had friends having children throughout 2011 and 2012, I thought I was ready!! I was past the time growing up I thought I would have kids, I was married to the love of my life, and in 2011 had finally started my real career. But my husband, ever the logical one of the pair, knew we weren't fully ready.
   So what happened a year ago today and why is it such a big deal?!? (I know get to the point already Kim!!) A year ago today over a dinner at our favorite restaurant we decided we WERE ready. We had discussed it for over six months and on that day decided that financially, individually, and in our marriage we were ready to welcome a new member to our teampena. We decided after that month I would stop birth control and we would try for a baby. I had heard that sometimes it can take months after you stop to get pregnant so that gave us a big enough window that even if it took a while I would have all or part of the summer with our baby. Little did we know it would take on the first try, literally lol.
   It was a journey in which neither of us really knew what to expect, even if we thought we did. It tested our relationship and each of us in ways we couldn't imagine. The experiences were magical and amazing as well. I know they say every pregnancy is different but if any others were like my first I would be so lucky. Marco was with me through it all even when it was hard for him. During nearly 30 hours of labor and nearly 4 hours of pushing he never left me. He was by my side with words of encouragement and love just like he has been for over half a decade.
   Reading lots about the postpartum period and the difficulties people can have I knew that this time is one of the tops in which marriages crumble or set the groundwork for crumbling which can make anyone nervous. But being parents is better than we ever imagined and has brought us closer than we've ever been. I really was worried it wouldn't live up to all I had built it to be in my mind but it is so much more. It is like a new part of my heart I never knew existed has been tapped and is endless. I can't imagine how people can choose favorites among their children because even though I only have one that this part of my heart could give love to dozens! (and yes i know we won't have dozens lol) The first time I looked over to see him holding our newborn and watched him truly become a father I fell more in love with him than I already was.
     Over 5 years ago Marco stole my heart, nearly 4 years ago he asked me to spend the rest of my life with him, nearly 3 years ago we had the perfect wedding, exactly 1 year ago he agreed we were ready to embark on a new journey, and nearly 10 weeks ago he gave me the most amazing gift I could have ever wished or hoped for, our little boy. Thank you to my wonderful husband for all the amazing days that have changed my life and myself for the better and all the ones still to come . . .

Two Months of Awesome!!!!

My first day in 3 month clothes

Two Month Update from Thomas:

Growth

Weight: 10lbs 13 ounces - I've gained 4 POUNDS since I was born!! 

Length: 22 3/4 inches almost 23! :) 

Things I can do:

proof of giggles

I've got this breast feeding thing DOWN! When I first started it took me 15-20 minutes on each side and now I'm down to 5-10. I've got too much going on to waste time so I'm super efficient!! I giggle all the time!! Just Mommy smiling at me can give me the giggles. I'm talking nonstop too (dad says I get that from mom but I've heard him tell stories so I'm not sure). I'm also getting much stronger in my neck and leg muscles bc I have to beef up for the ladies ;)

Things that I have changed:
I won't stop growing!! I'm in 3 month clothes now and almost too long for some of them!! I'm fully sleeping in my crib and I love it. I'm also sleeping 6-8hrs every night straight and 12 hours or more total. Mommy seems so much more alert these mornings too?!

Big News!
So much happened this month!! My cousin Sophia was born! I can't wait to meet her at the end of July when we go back to Alpine and see Nana and Papo. I also found out I'm getting another cousin from my Uncle Joe in January. We got lots of information about my surgery that will be in a few years and I get a hearing aid soon. 

Next months pictures will be from Alpine!! 

Two Month Picture supporting the po-po

“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one's soul remains unawakened.” ― Anatole France

Young Wicked circa 2000

   Growing up I always wanted a dog that was my own. I begged and begged for a dog and when my dad got me one at 9 it promptly became my dad's dog lol. I loved her but still wanted a dog that was my own. My mom told me the summer before I started High School that I could have one if I saved up enough and found one I wanted. It was the first thing I ever had to save and work for months to get and he was completely worth it.

Wicked napping with Princess 2002

  They say there are two kinds of beagles, the smart ones and the other ones and Wicked was definitely never accused of being smart. He's been dim and neurotic since day one not to mention allergic to everything under the sun. But he is also loyal and loves any person or animal he meets. He wants to be everyone's friend. His best friends were our other dog Jip who couldn't stand him, my brother's dog Abby who tolerated him at best, and our cat Princess who was kind to him and everyone else. All have passed away. Wicked is the last of his group. Any person young or old he's kind to, even animals or people or strangers who aren't very nice to him he is always sweet to. Some dogs can be taught to dislike certain things or people but not him. One of his greatest personality strengths has always been that it seemed almost because he isn't the brightest crayon in the box that he is missing that ability to be mean or hateful to anyone.

Wicked 2010

   He loves walks, treats, belly rubs, popcorn, scratching his ears, chewing on his paws, and of course barking/howling like hounds do. But he's always loved myself and my mother best of all. Even in the last year when his hearing has left him whenever I would visit and sit on the ground he would come get in my lap as soon as he saw me. Since I left for college and they moved to Arkansas he formed a special bond with my mother and has worshiped her ever since. He loves sleeping at the foot of the bed or under the bed. He loves all things dogs are supposed to love and a few odd unique ones to him and always has. He is the dog that marches to his own drum and doesn't care what anyone else thinks.

Wicked meeting Thomas

   Over the last couple years he has had some health problems. Bouts of losing or gaining weight and losing his hearing and sight but he always seems to be ever the warrior and come back with a burst of energy and life. I kept telling mom he wanted to meet Thomas :) On Monday we found out he has advanced lung cancer and tomorrow he will go to sleep for the last time. It has been a rough week and tomorrow will be such a hard day. Thank you to Wicked for being the most friendly, loyal, and cheerful dog. I am so grateful for the happy life you've led and the peaceful way it will end. We will always remember you lovingly.

April 20, 1999 - June 22, 2013 RIP

Our First Holidays Together as a Family

   I have to say that I absolutely love that our first Holidays as a family were Mother's and Father's Day. I LOVE Holidays so much that the word is always capitalized for emphasis of importance even though I know it is not grammatically correct :) I'm also happy to say that our firsts were a huge success! From the pictures you can see what a HUGE difference 5 weeks can make for a baby. The first was taken on the night of Thomas' baptism the Saturday before Mother's Day. Since we were on the road home on Mother's Day there wasn't a picture taken of him then so this picture was the best. It is also candid which are both Marco and my favorite kind of pictures, where moments are caught you didn't expect. The second was taken today as Marco and Thomas were relaxing on the couch.

   For Mother's Day Marco got me something unexpected, a Charmed Memories bracelet from Kay's. I had never looked at these bracelets before but I now am so excited to add charms over the holidays to represent our growing family. I was so happy that he started simple with a charm representing our baby boy and one representing his baptism and beginning in the church; that way every charm we add can have its own special meaning. We were also able to make flower pots for Thomas' Grandma, Ouma, and Nana with his footprints. We haven't been able to deliver them all but I am so excited to give them presents they will be able to see again and again to remind them of how much they mean to us and Thomas.

 


 

 For Father's Day I tried to give Marco his perfect day. For his gifts I went unique :) My parents had my aunt who made Thomas a hooded towel with a longhorn make Marco his own adult sized hooded towel with a longhorn and dad embroidered on it. Then I framed the picture our photographer took of Thomas on Marco's hat with a cop kid quote and got him a special book called Daddy Kisses. To top off the day I let him sleep in and then made the best chicken sopa I'd ever made with roasted corn and ice cream cake from baskin robbins for dinner. He's had a wonderful first Father's Day and we can't wait to get Thomas' Grandpa, Oumpa, and Papo the pictures we had framed for them. So grateful for our first Holidays and for all the wonderful mothers and fathers in our lives.

One Month Update!

One week old

One Month Update from Thomas:

Growth

Weight: nearly 9 lbs!!!

Length: nearly 22 inches - long and skinny like daddy

Things I can do:
POOP! I'm the master at it! lots of eating (breast milk is the best thing EVER!)
I can also see better now, I stare at the mirror in my swing and love looking at mom and dad
I giggle but Mom is still pretty convinced that all that is gas :)

Things that I have changed:
I've grown! I outgrew most of my newborn clothes so we upgraded to 0-3 months. Mom was a little sad but happy that I'm so healthy.
I also now love to be in the Mobi

Big News!
Next week we start trying out this place mom calls the crib? We'll see how that goes . . .

One Month Old :)

One Week Ago Today . . .

   One week ago today we were in the process of having our baby. My doctor told me on Thursday that if I had not gone into labor by Saturday she would start inducing. I am so grateful that she did because as we found out after he was born had he been much bigger I would not have been able to avoid a ceasarian birth.
   We started on Saturday and spent a little under 29 hours in labor and 3 1/2 hours pushing to get our angel out. We found out while pushing that my tailbone had small notches that we had to push him past which is one reason it took so long.
   I was worried before having him that I would miss being pregnant. I had enjoyed my 40 weeks so much and loved the closeness of feeling this life moving inside me. I had no idea how much better it could get. Marco and I have never been more in love with each other or any person. Our lives changed instantly in ways we could have never imagined. He is everything we could have wanted and more. The out pour or love and support from our family and friends has been so overwhelming and amazing. We are so thrilled and ready for the adventure of parenthood we get to now experience :)