![]() I didn't just want to create another diaper but to create a movement of fashion, utility and social impact. I wanted social good to be woven in to the fabric of STINA & MAE. (Look out for the announcement and how you can help this week). We worked on creating an initiative that allowed us to partner with a local charity that has both national and international reach. I began to look to see how STINA & MAE could contribute on a larger scale. The spirit of donating to children in need continued. We decided to donate all the clothing to the NICU in honor of our son. Through prayer, a stroke of luck and shear will we made it to full term. As it turned out we didn't need the premie clothing. That preparation included buying clothes for a smaller baby. So I did the only thing I could, I prayed and prepared for a possible early arrival. ![]() A little back story, my pregnancy wasn't easy it was a rocky road full of fear. This doesn't sound like an odd request until you understand these were for a premature baby. Just before he was born I asked my husband to bring onsies on his way to the hospital. Not only does he inspire me everyday he is also the catalyst behind our social impact initiative. That experience led me to where I am today, the mom of an amazing young boy. Though I wouldn't change a thing not the scar, or the pain for that was part of his entrance to the world. My journey to motherhood is like many other moms who labored for hours only to have a c-section. He is a smart, light hearted and at times a strong willed toddler (did you hear that ?!? He is a toddler and my baby is not a baby anymore) who makes everyday brighter. I sometimes sit and try to figure out where his little/big personality comes from and how I became so lucky to be his mom. I can't believe how much my little guy has grown. Croix Hospice for taking good care of her.Story via (Founder and creative director of STINA & MAE) Hoist a glass of that Carlo Rossi Paisano wine she liked, if you want, while reading today’s Register. A visitation will be held at Hamilton’s Funeral Home on Lyon Street Wednesday, Feb. So, to honor her wishes, there will be no funeral. She knew people had better things to do than mourn her passing. She knew all about deadlines, from her days at the Register. She was always aware of everyone’s busy schedule. Kathy didn’t want anyone fussing over her death. Kathy lived many years on the Luther Park campus on Des Moines’ east side. Her eyesight wasn’t good enough to read the paper, yet she still subscribed, out of habit – and as a financial way to help further her only kid’s Register career. While she didn’t own a computer or a cell phone, she enjoyed listening to her favorite programs and sporting events on the radio. To her dying day, she loved the newspaper. Kathy worked in what used to be called the classified advertising department at the Des Moines Register in the late 1950s, 60s and a smidge into the 70s. She was preceded in death by her husband Bob “Pete” Peterson, her second husband Bill Richards, and her daughter-in-law Patty Peterson. Immediate family members about whom she asked daily include Son Randy, and granddaughters Melissa “Missy” (Curt) Brooks, Katie (Trevor) Powell, and great-grand daughter Kari. She lived a wonderful life, that included 20-plus years working at The Des Moines Register. She was 95, after all, and a person that old can only withstand so much. Kathy (Peterson) Richards died Saturday Feb.
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