Re-usable Water “Balloons”

It has been a LONGGGGGG time since I have posted on here.  I don’t know how it is even possible, but it has been over 3 years!  A lot has happened  My life has changed drastically in that time.  Some of the major changes include having a baby with severe Obstructive Sleep Apnea (Mar 2016), putting one of my kitties to sleep (Oct 2016), a hospitalization on a psychiatric floor (Nov 2017), selling our house and moving into one newly built (Mar 2018), starting a new job (June 2018), the kiddos starting daycare (June 2018), my oldest starting Kindergarten (Sept 2018), undergoing gastric bypass surgery (Sept 2018) and multiple complications that followed in the months since, and most recently losing our first dog (Apr 2019).  Those are just some of the big ones that have shaken things up quite a bit!  Over time I may try to do some posts detailing some of those big events, but for today I want to talk about a new item I crocheted.

 

As a kid, I loved running around during the summer time playing with water balloons!  It was not so fun filling those water balloons up.  It seemed to take forever, and it seemed like in less time than it took to fill them, they were all popped!  Then there was the pain of picking up all of the little pieces.  Fast forward to adulting…it is still a pain to fill them up individually, and I’ve always been too cheap to spring for the devices that fill many up at a time.  Cleaning up all of the pieces of balloon is even less fun as an adult.  Plus, maybe its the nurse in me, but I’m afraid a small child will put a piece in their mouth and choke.  I may be trained to save someone from choking, but that is not something I want to practice!  I stumbled across a pattern for crochet water balloons over at Left in Knots.  I made up a few (pretty quickly I might add), and I cannot wait for it to warm up a little so I can send the kiddos out to try them!  (Who am I kidding, I’ll probably throw a few at the adults in my life too!)  There is no waste using these; I’ll be able to throw them in the washer/dryer when they get dirty, and then re-use them.  I won’t have to spend hours filling balloons, only to have them all gone in a matter of minutes.  And I don’t have to worry about Raylan kids or animals putting pieces in their mouth and choking!

Here are the first few I made (my little buddy picked the yarn color).  I’ll probably make some more in different colors soon!378bPcC5Ssy1DgYAukrWGQ

Once we test them out, I’ll update with how the kids like them!

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Why Delicate Dani??

I really struggled to come up with a name for my blog.  Nothing seemed to fit me well.  I couldn’t name it about a certain topic because I plan to cover so many different things, and I didn’t want to limit what I could write about.  So then I looked to adjectives that might describe me.  I really wanted something that started with a “D.”  If you’ve never looked up adjectives that start with the letter D, I encourage you to do that right now……

Welcome back 😉

So if you did go look up the adjective like I suggested, you would have found that most of them are negative qualities.  I stumbled on delicate, and it just felt right.  I guess delicate could be looked at in both a positive and negative light.  I am choosing to look at it as positive.  Most things that are delicate have beauty in them, but they can be broken.  I have been broken, but I have also been put back together again.

I am delicate because I am sensitive.  I think our culture has a negative attitude towards sensitivity.  I realized this was a characteristic of mine when I read excerpts from the book The Highly Sensitive Person by Elaine N. Aron.  It explained so many of my characteristics and it emphasized that there is nothing wrong with being sensitive.  I should go back and read the entire book, since I only read bits and pieces when I was supposed to be doing homework back in nursing school. This website has a lot of information for sensitive individuals: http://hsperson.com/

There is a Huffington Post article that describes habits of highly sensitive people.  Most of the habits describe me so well!  Here is a link to the article:  http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/02/26/highly-sensitive-people-signs-habits_n_4810794.html

Some of the habits that stand out are the following:

  • #3 They’re probably used to hearing, “Don’t take things so personally” and “Why are you so sensitive?”                 I used to get this from people all of the time!  I don’t hear it as often any more, most likely because I don’t let people know when something bothers me.
  • #5 It takes longer for them to make decisions.                                                                                                                     Yep, this drives my husband CRAZY sometimes!  Just today in the grocery store, I had the hardest time picking out dog treats we should take with us camping.  He finally said, “Just make up your mind already!”  I am also terrible at picking where to go to eat.  I am super picky, so I will give my husband a few options I am okay with, and he will make the final decision.
  • #10 They’re more prone to anxiety or depression                                                                                                               I am not afraid or ashamed to admit that I have had my struggles with both anxiety and depression.  I won’t go in to a lot of detail about it right now, but I do intend to cover this topic at some point in depth because I there is such a negative stigma surrounding depression.  I think it is important for people to see different faces of depression, but this post is not the time for that.
  • #11  That annoying sound is probably significantly more annoying to a highly sensitive person.                              In the past, I have caught myself yelling, “just stop it!” if someone is making an annoying or repetitive sound.  I can bounce my knee all day long, but don’t you dare tap on something repeatedly or click your toes or make that awful cracking sound with your neck/back! 😛
  • #13 They cry more easily                                                                                                                                                        I cry when I am happy, and I cry when I am sad.  And please don’t get me really mad because then I am sure to cry!  There have been times I have been arguing with a customer service person on the phone, and I have to hand it over to my husband to finish the conversation because I start crying.  I feel so lame when that happens!
  • #14 They have above-average manners                                                                                                                              I am sure a lot of this had to do with my upbringing and my parents teaching me the importance of being polite.  I was recently in a grocery store and walked by some little girls that were just wandering through the aisle.  I swear I said excuse me, but when the mother yelled at the girls to get out of the way, I heard the one girl say “she should have said excuse me.”  Then the mother said “you’re right, she should have.”  I was horrified.  I told the mother, I did say excuse me.  She angrily snapped that she didn’t hear me say anything (while she was on the phone and 30 feet away).  I then apologized to the girls for not saying excuse me loud enough.  “DON’T TALK TO MY CHILDREN” was the response I got.  She said a couple of other hateful things that I can’t remember now, but I went over and over that situation in my head for days, which also leads to the next habit…
  • #15  The effects of criticism are especially amplified in highly sensitive people.                                                          I try to do everything perfectly to avoid criticism, but sometimes that just isn’t possible.  I criticize myself all of the time, but if someone else does the criticizing, I analyze it over and over and just can’t let it go.  With that in mind, please be gentle with me in comments! 😉

So, that sums up why I chose to name my blog “Delicate Dani.”  Because of #5 above, it took me forever to decide on the name!  My sensitivity can cause me some grief, but I think being sensitive is one of the reasons I am able to be a good nurse!

Are you a sensitive person or do you have someone close to you that is? What struggles have you faced because of it?