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The Dairy Detox
So in light of certain events around this house, including A.’s continued bowel problems and hives after the introduction of small amounts of cow’s milk, we’re once again going dairy free. Here’s the problem…I like cow’s milk. I like ice cream, and cake, and muffins, and pancakes, and cheese. I also enjoy getting to make a recipe and only having to substitute eggs [yeah, I’m lazy]. But the biggest problem by far is struggling with how much I need to refrain from dairy. A. is still nursing, and depending on the status of her teething she either nurses a LOT or a little. Comments? Suggestions?... Permalink
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Migraine, Migraine, Go Away.
There are LOTS of things people don’t tell you about breastfeeding…particularly when you’re pregnant and glow-y and still believe that putting your baby to sleep at night means changing their diaper, laying them in the crib, and watching them immediately fall asleep. [Bwaahaahaahaa!!!] This post isn’t about any of those things.... Permalink
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Cleaning House
When your husband is sure that he has seen homeless people living in your backyard, and in fact now refers to said backyard as “The Shanytown” there are only two possibilities: 1. Your backyard is actually a shantytown and there are homeless people living there. 2. Your “let’s organize the storage sheds” project has spun wildly out of control. The last week has been a very strong case of the latter (thank goodness it’s not the former!) The project is finally done, although now the INSIDE of the house rather than the outside looks like the shantytown. *  *  *  *  * Oh well.  You can’t win ’em all.... Permalink
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The Ugly Side of Attachment Parenting
I’m a big proponent of attachment parenting (A.P.). Basically it’s the belief that babies, in particular small babies, cry for a reason (not to be manipulative). It’s also the belief that children best gain independence on their own terms. [I often wonder if this was a wise parenting choice for me, as the mother of one increasingly independent baby and two older girls whose pictures should be under the definition of “independent” in the OED.] My reasons for choosing attachment parenting aren’t necessarily that I think crying it out or otherwise forcing separation makes for crazy adults, but rather that it just plain goes against my conscience. As a mother I figure God gave me my conscience for a reason, so I try to temper it with reason and follow it whenever possible. In all the things you read about, however, nobody really talks about the point in parenting in which A.P. gets ugly. In case you’re wondering, we’ve just entered the ugly stage with A. So ugly, in fact, that it could be called U.G.L.Y. U.  – Up.  As in, once the baby sharing your bed (or in our case sleeping in a side-car crib to our bed) learns how to climb off said bed by herself she will be Up and not Asleep. Want to lay her down for a nap and she’s note quite ready? You’ll hear a light slapping on the bedroom door letting you know that she’s NOT in her bed and is most definitely Up. G. – Go Where Mommy Goes, I do. At first we had babies who LOVED their daddies. Then we had babies that went through separation anxiety. And in case you weren’t aware, the A.P. solution for separation anxiety is MORE mom time. Baby doesn’t want you to go to... Continue Reading
Family Fun
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Renewed.
In case you were wondering where I’ve been (and it’s been so long since I posted that you’ve probably given up) here is a visual: Yep…I’ve been in the trenches.  So much so, that between homeschooling, gymnastics 3 days a week, fencing once a week, grocery shopping, cooking, cleaning [rarely] and sleep [or the lack thereof] I’ve been…uh…… Good news?  We took a much-needed family vacation to the mountains of New Mexico this weekend, and as the picture below shows I am now refreshed, relaxed, and ready to roll!... Permalink
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Something’s Gotta Stick
I don’t know how things work in your house, but around here desperation shows rears its ugly head with the telltale effort of Husband and I throwing as many things as we can at our problem and seeing what sticks. Make sense? Not really, I know, but I suppose that would be why it’s called desperation. The latest problem around here is my zombie-fication sleep, or the lack thereof. And the things we are throwing against the wall right now include: 1. A fully carni-vegan Kelly. [no cheating…not even by licking yogurt off my fingers!] 2. More table food throughout the day for A. 3. A bigger sleeping area for A. [more on this later] 4. Baby anbesol or it’s over the counter equivalent. 5. Very regular, scheduled nap times, including different practice times for the girls’ gymnastics. 6. PRAYER. [lots.]... Permalink
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These Toys are for the Dogs
I’ve decided that there is no longer ANY point in buying “baby” toys for A. Why, you may ask? Exhibit A: This beautiful organic baby doll A. received for Christmas. Look at her! She’s cute, cuddly, soft, machine-washable, and non-toxic. Mommy LOVES. Exhibit B: ‘Nuff said. This, of course, is A. eating a doggy Kong toy.  It’s red.  It’s made of some sort of rubber-like substance.  It’s made in China where, let’s be honest, quality control can be somewhat lax.  And then you have the fact that it’s a DOG TOY. And yet…guess which one she prefers every time?... Permalink
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Adventures of the Carni-Vegan
Sorry I’ve been absent the last few weeks, but I’ve been busy eating. No, literally. I’ve spent almost every waking hour of the last two weeks stuffing my face full of anything and everything (including dairy products) I could find. The reason? Turns out those silly folks that talk about the paleo diet are right [at least regarding my body]: eating meat, veggies, and fruits DOES make you lose weight and have more energy than you could imagine. The problem? [Bear with me as I know that the idea of post-baby weight loss doesn’t really seem like a problem…] I’m also breastfeeding. [Dun-dun-dun —– cue: scary music] Wait, breastfeeding while eating the paleo diet doesn’t sound scary to you?  Let’s have a visual aid. For a normal person the paleo diet rocks, and they end up looking like this:   For me the paleo diet looks like this: And no matter how you put it, the above-referenced picture is just NOT ideal for wives, mothers, your friends, or…well, anyone. On that note, and in an attempt to remedy said situation, I’m off to have another piece of toast this morning. Adieu.... Permalink
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I was driving in the car and started thinking about great songs that have become so iconic [for me] in movies that EVERY time I hear them I’m brought to a specific scene in a specific movie. 1.  Time after Time – Cyndi Lauper —— Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion.  The dance scene at the end…c’mon, you know the one I’m talking about. 2. Thriller – Michael Jackson —— 13 Going on 30. The dance scene which turns into a full-on Thriller line dance reenactment.  Awesome! 3. Layla [the end] – Eric Clapton —— Goodfellas. Unfortunately the end of Layla always brings to mind the scenes where Robert DeNiro is cleaning up all the accomplices to his perfect crime.  Yuck. Does anyone have any other good ones?... Permalink
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I had a rough carni-vegan-less day yesterday…but finally figured out the mathematical equation for my problems: Kelly + Pepperoni, Hamburger & Cheese Pizza + 1 slice Tres Leches Cake = NO SLEEP. Sigh…at least I ate a whole lot of pizza 😉... Permalink
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