2010….into 2011

Alexander

 

So much has changed in this one year. First things first.. I now have a baby boy! He truly makes my heart go pitter patter. He has brought many moments of laughter and tears. He’s a kind old soul that just wants to smile and run! He started walking at 8 months old. But, because I’ve been so busy with Alexander and of course Isabel.. and do not forget Sarah! I’ve not had time to spend time with my lovely beads.. until recently. I’ve recently gotten everything in place to begin again my love, my craft. Let me tell you what I’ve been playing with… Beautiful miyaki seed beads. I’ve been creating French Beaded Flowers.. This is one of my first..

From Vintage Mom Creations.. Little Pink FlowerSo much is coming into my heart and mind now.. I just don't have enough time in the day to create all of my thoughts! But, avid reader.. prepare for an arresting amount of delicious beaded pleasure coming soon.. my heart can't be contained for long!As a side note I thought I'd share my newest photo of Ms. Isabel ( she's the one with down syndrome that many of you have grown to love) she's now 4 years old and a wonderful big sister. One of my best friends Joy created this wonderful piece of digital art for me ( you can find her on the internet by searching "Goddessjoy" she makes WONDERFUL jewelry.. and is an artist I guarentee you will love.. her link is also listed on this page) anyway.. here is my baby girl now.. Isabel~our down syndrome princess!

 

Isabel~our down syndrome princess!

That’s all for now my friends.. Keep watching for more beautiful creations.. coming from Vintage Mom Creations…

This is a smile..

That you will never forget…

 

 

 

 

 

 

She brighten’s the entire world…

And has a happy heart that can see through it all..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

God Blessed us with “Down Syndrome”…THANK YOU! THANK YOU! We are SO blessed.

Great Minds Want to know…

Is it just me or does it feel like the world bounces around on it’s axes now? Each and every day someting happens and I react “What?” “Seriously?”

 The latest bounce happened here…McCain picked Sarah Palin.

She has a son in the military ( just like me) Her name is Sarah ( just like my middle daughter) and she has a child with Down Syndrome ( just like me). Ironic huh?

The only main difference is this.. She could possibly run the United States of America.

My question to you, my readers, is this.. What do YOU think? I will not tell you my party affiliation.. or my opinion at this point. Tell me what you think of all of this? Does she have what it takes?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Does He?

I really look forward to hearing what you have to say… The time is going to fly right up until November.. I hope we have one fabulous debate..

Thoughts from a morning sunrise..

I find myself thinking about this journey we call life. It’s amazing to me .. As a young child I thought that life was to be lived. Just lived. I didn’t question the heavens about my wedding dress like other little girls. I didn’t follow the latest movie stars or watch alot of television. I was just too busy living.

I thought that’s what you were just supposed to do.. Live. Little did I know that most folks just are not like me. I suppose I’m a little different in that aspect. I would look to the birds and the trees and watch for the leaves to turn their backs to me.. which meant a thunderstorm was coming. Even as a small child, I knew this to be true. I also knew, even as a child that I wasn’t just a little girl. I knew then that I was living a life.

This blog.. is supposed to be my “business” blog. But, again, I tell you, I’m not your normal person. I just think that we should go back to the old ways of doing things a bit. So what if I’m writing this on a computer and not with a quill. Doesn’t that make it more fabulous that I’m willing to share myself with you.. just like back in the day when you could come to my store and have a cup of coffee and saddle your horse outside and you could really know me before you bought a thing from me?

I think it does.

Therefore, today I wanna share my family with you, just a little more.

As most of you know, My son Travis has joined the United States Air Force.

Now, I could sit here all day and tell you about his journey, his accomplishments already but, instead I’ll ask you to look into his eyes.

Look at the future. Look how he is just living his journey.. He’s not afraid to let you see him as he is. He’s not thinking of the days when he will be old and it may be difficult to see. He is just living. Isn’t it wonderful? In this photo below, he is preparing to go and leave for the military.. where for all intents and purposes he could possibly lose his life. And yet, he’s smiling as he gets to his knees and makes himself small so that he can be a shorty too.. He can laugh at the world and smile at the simpleness… Because he’s living. And he’s not ashamed of one damn part of his life. He’s secure. And I’ll have to tell you, As his mother… I am more proud than words that I gave the world this man. This is your Air Force. This is the future. So, when you are worried about the state of the world today.. and you are afraid of what we are to become in the future.. you just come and look at the hope of our future. Go and take a look at the men and women that are signing up to protect us now. They all have this same spark in their eyes. As an American, as a native american, as a mother and a women I have to say that I’m incrediably thankful for the men and women that shine from within. They will live, if not in history books or novels.. they will live forever in their mother’s eyes and I for one plan on telling everyone that will listen.. all about living. Travis would want me to.

 

 

 

God Bless,

Thank you for listening,

Renita… a.k.a. Sweetgrass~Cherokee~Self Representing Jewelry Artist #1688 Vintagemomcreations

Being Grateful… Are you?

I’ve been thinking.. about being Grateful…

I am.

Alright,
I’m grateful that my daughter Isabel 

 Doesn’t have the medical problems that most children with Down Syndrome have. She’s healthy and walking and trying to talk. We’ve made it to 21 months. Safely. I’m grateful for that.

I’m grateful that my son, age 19, has decided to join the United States Air Force and not the Marine’s. I could actually get down on my knees and cry till I collapse just thinking of my baby in the military.. but at least he’s choosing the Air Force. ( A mother’s denial that everything will be ok.)

I’m grateful that my middle daughter ( age 12) is a good girl. I’m glad we could afford to get her braces on.

Personally I’m grateful that I woke up again and with courage and help from above I have the strength to carry the things I must carry on my shoulders. If my husband we not a great human being I wouldn’t be able to do it.

I’m also grateful that I had 3 hours to myself yesterday.. and I made a really great necklace 🙂

I’m grateful. Are you?

Aren’t these the coolest kiddos ever?

Here’s Isabel telling me.. “NO way mom.. uh eh”

And Ms. Sarah right after her braces and new haircut..

And My Travis.. About to join the United States Air Force..  ( from his college play.. )

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She’s calling Daddy because mommy is blogging again.

I don’t usually blog so personally here. This is my business blog ya know? 😉

But this girl.. Whew. This is my daughter Isabel. She’s 18 months old this month and you can always read more about her on the other pages here but, let’s get an update.

We’ve had quite a time over the last year, Isabel and me. Of course a family always have ups and down’s but Isabel.. and Mommy well we have alot on our plate sometimes.

This past year we’ve made some major decisions with her therapy schedule and how we handle life together in general.

You see, Isabel has Down Syndrome.

Which means therapy. So of course at the beginning of her life I had her signed up for every single pt, st, and ot available. ( physical, speech and occupational therapy) We did baby group. We had play dates.

YUCK.  Not yuck.. but double yuck. We were killing ourselves.

A few months ago we said STOP this madness!

I’ll tell you when the iceburg hit the mommy ship.

I was tired. Worn out actually. My aunt had died of breast cancer May 1st. Another Aunt died of COPD in June. It was funeral after funeral.

Isabel was trying to learn to walk. She was cruisin around and having a good time and we were especially pleased with her progress. ( daddy and me and the other kids.. we were actually tickled.) She was 14-15 months old. We were still in the normal walking window right?

So, We go to physical therapy. And.. To make a very long story short.. he suggested a “baby walker”. Not a walker.. like sit the kid in and have fun walker. But a metal .. help the child with the disability walker. I was confused. I have absolutely NOTHING against anything that will help Isabel. But a metal walker?

So I began to question him.. Does she really NEED this? Is this something that she will have for life.. this crutch?? ( again.. some do.. and I in no way am against that. If Isabel NEEDED IT I would be FINE with it.) But… She was trying to walk already!!!

Long story short.. a mini battle ensued.  We as a family wanted Isabel to have a chance to walk on her own two feet. The therapist wanted to SPEED THINGS UP. We wanted her to have her time.

We no longer go into the center for therapy. We are in a ps2 program that I will write about in another blog or page..

Isabel is running now. Without a walker.

Isabel walks alone. 🙂

Don’t give up.

Never give up.

She doesn’t.

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A proud Cherokee Woman.. A note about the artist called “Vintagemom”

A proud Cherokee Woman. Yes, I am.

 I didn’t know what I “was” most of my life. If you look at my father you would say.. Well of course they are indians.. just look at him. High cheek bones, jet black hair, steely grey green eyes, He was the epitimy of Native American male. Little did I know when I began my genealogy research that I would find that my family lines go flying all over the place even from my mother’s side!

 My genealogy and my research have taught me many many things. Details about my family of course, but, more than that.. My genealogy has taught me about myself. 

I’ve learned more than anything that to be just “yourself” and to hang on to your standards makes  just a “person” a really good person. I believe in creating things that are meant to live on after I go.

I create. That’s me. A cherokee woman that creates and yet, not in the traditional way. I’ve yet learned to peyote stitch with ease or make the old tools in the natural way. ( I’m learning that.. but it takes time) What I do is create jewelry. I see beauty in the beads. I’m an adorner of sorts. It’s my job to create something beautiful to hang upon your body. I want it to last. I want your granddaughter to be able to wear the beautiful bracelet that grandma bought on Etsy from a cherokee woman at http://vintagemomcreations.etsy.com . That’s my goal right now. I suppose it’s my way of being remembered. Of not being forgotten as many of my ancesters were before I came along and shook out history.

I hope you’ll help me… be remembered that is.

Thank you for learning a little about me.. and listening to my story.

Wado ( a cherokee thank you)

Renita a.k.a. Vintagemom a.k.a. “Denver’s Girl ( My cherokee name)

Pictured above is my son Travis aka Walking Crane during our April 2007 Tribe Meeting.