tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19417896758234502052024-11-01T05:15:08.372-06:00What shall I do now?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-87435058465489954072014-08-19T10:56:00.000-06:002014-08-19T10:56:12.084-06:00

So I had tried the lactation cookies; they were really yummy.  But I feel kind of wrong eating cookies for breakfast, even if they are Paleo, and not bad at all for you.  So I needed something that I could eat in the morning to help give me protein and energy for the day.  Browsing through Pinterest (what else), I happened on a recipe for a Lactation Smoothie from one of my

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Pinterest is God, I swear.  Almost like Google is God.  There's always an answer for what you're looking for, and pictures to boot. I've had lots of problems with my milk supply fluctuating, pretty much since it came in.  Broden had tounge and lip ties and so wasn't able to pull as much milk as he needed to to help my milk come in properly.  Combine that with the stress of

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Be forewarned.....a lot of gross stuff and TMI.  Labour is real, gritty, and dirty.  If you don't want to hear about or read about the not so warm-and-fuzzy side of labour, don't read this post :) This took awhile to write.  Not only did I have to go back in my memory to piece together the events and my recollection of them, but I had to deal with the associating feelings

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Well, here we are.  An incredible, and incredibly intense birth, postpartum depression and infections, tounge ties, painful nursing, laser surgery at 2 weeks old, starting runs, applying for school, offer falling through on first house 5 days before birth......it's been a whirlwind!   For today, we'll start with the labour and birth, up to getting to the birth center. My

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Damn, my ADD really seems to be kicking in this past month......I'll blame it on the nesting instincts though that have me so distracted and unable to focus on anything. Although I've had a lot going on to keep me occupied.  First, I've been trying to put together a business plan and get a small business loan to open a home daycare. I'm trying to open said daycare in the home we are

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-26754854276656552762014-04-24T21:54:00.001-06:002014-04-24T21:54:23.769-06:00

If you hate someone, why do you bother following them?  Can't you create enough drama through speculative gossip?  Especially if you never really liked said person, why bother?  You probably have a very full life already, why bother getting yourself irritated?  Are you going to go tattle then?  Cause someone pain by telling them things that they already know and that both

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-58243501447552336822014-04-16T21:41:00.000-06:002014-04-16T21:53:27.008-06:00

To My Angel Baby I never knew your name.  I never heard your cry.  I never heard your heartbeat, felt you kick and flip.   I didn't know you were there, didn't even know you could come to me.  I felt the pains of my uterus expanding to grow new life and thought it was my PCOS again.  I'm so sorry, my baby.  I had nausea and exhaustion, cramps and bigger

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-39023050502065848572014-04-10T08:01:00.001-06:002014-04-10T08:01:47.722-06:00

I am a doula.  I love babies and birth.  Like looooooove birth.  It is one of the most awe inspiring, spiritual acts that you could ever witness.  I am a hippy "liberal" for lack of a better term.  I believe in peace and am distraught by the amount of joyful violence and how it is seen as "necessary" by most people. This is why I don't understand people who deem

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-79157851126750488872014-04-06T17:58:00.001-06:002014-04-06T17:58:55.836-06:00

Was looking through my photos and realized I had enough finally to make a progression!  I have been absolutely TERRIBLE about taking pictures this whole time.  I should probably get better about that lol In all acuality, I am really glad I at least have these photos.....although can't wait until I'm skinny again.  I should probably stop eating the Cadbury Egg that's in my

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-23895960240329841442014-04-04T08:29:00.002-06:002014-04-04T08:29:36.851-06:00

Hello exhaustion.  How is it that one day you are up and at it, checking everything off your to-do list with enthusiasm and the speed of Super Woman?  You get everything done, make your to-do list for the next day, get to bed on time, actually sleep....and then.  You get  woken up just an hour earlier than your body needed, and it's allllll downhill from there.  I

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Hola! Last week sucked.  I was going through a growth spurt (well, he was, but you know what I mean) and was in pain and had NO energy.  I tried going once, and ended up doubling over in pain on the treadmill, so took my happy ass home for lots of liquids and a nice warm bath. I'm back at it this week though.  I forgot to post my monday workout, and honestly can't remember

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I freaking LOVE smoothies and juicing!  They are quick, easy, and if you do them properly, a full meal and quite healthy!  I know if you go to a smoothie joint, you can get some crazy concotions, complete with protein powders and such, but these can also add up to a whopping 800 calories with some of them!  You don't need that in  your body.  If I'm going to consume 800

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-887966129112357042014-04-01T17:15:00.000-06:002014-04-01T17:34:01.476-06:00

This has been on my mind for some time, whether to write this or not.  I try not to get ultra serious on here, and try to keep it positive.  But I really do think this is something that needs to be talked about more often.  Eating disorders are terrible.  There is no "better" or "worse" type of eating disorder.  One is not more serious than another, they all suck, all

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-43749527193563520732014-03-27T13:14:00.001-06:002014-03-27T13:14:52.690-06:00

source: google images (markitwithab.blogspot) Last week I started writing about diapering.  Then I realized exactly how much information there was!  Not only in the debate between cloth and disposable, but just in the vast amount of information on each topic.  So last time I covered why disposables were not the greatest choice anymore.  You can find the blog and relating

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These days there are so many ways of eating.  Some do Atkins, some do Paleo, some are vegetarian, some are omnivores, have food allergies or intolerance, vegan, solely junk food eaters.......whew! The list is exhausting as it is extensive.  Everyone seems to have a food preference, whether out of choice or necessity.   In our house, we have two completely 

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Inspiration is a funny thing. It comes to you in the plainest of moments, in the quietest, most uninspiring ways.  A gentle nudge from inside reminding you that you are destined to do great things in life.  A pull towards something creative is usually the inspiration. A desire to paint again ( or for the first time), sculpting, cooking, writing.  All of these inspirations are

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-56737823403223523002014-03-24T15:09:00.000-06:002014-03-24T15:12:55.004-06:00

Hello! As you might have seen in my Ways of Inspiration blog, I listed meditation as a great way to become inspired if you are looking for creativity, or just for something different in life.  Below I've outlined a simple meditation that takes just a few minutes of time. Very short and to the point, but I can't say it will be easy for everyone.  For some, seeing images and

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-48969191751848628292014-03-23T14:00:00.002-06:002014-03-23T14:00:18.221-06:00

Gooooooooooddd Morning Vietnam! I woke up at 0400 (4 am for you non-military types) and just lay there. Tried watching Family Guy, did the Facebook scroll, and the Pintrest thing. Started doing that thing where the pregnant lady gets hungry, and reminiscing about my favorite bistro back in Oklahoma.  They always had the best quiche, with a decadent crust.  I was particularly

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I've had some of the best crepes in Oklahoma of all places, at my favorite little french bistro.  Since going gluten free, it's been a challenge to adapt my favorites and get the texture right.   Since this was my first time ever making crepes, and Gluten Free ones at that, I'm just happy that they tasted right and that I managed to make them thin enough (albeit with a ton more water

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I love quiche! It's amazing, and a full meal tucked into a nice little dish that can work for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. The original recipe I found here on Pintrest, and you can also find it on my Breakfast Board.  I made my own substitutions to make it Quiche Florentine, and it was to die for! Here is my version of the Quiche: Paleo Quiche Florentine Ingredients

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-82693118846187081322014-03-22T10:12:00.000-06:002014-03-22T10:46:27.474-06:00

Happy Weekend! The SO unexpectedly had a half day and was home by noon, so we went to the gym together. With his work schedule we haven't been able to do that for the past 3 weeks, and poor guy is going on mandatory 12's starting Monday, so it was really nice to be able to poke at and tease each other at the gym. Ok, back to the grind. Workout is as follows. Do it. Enjoy it. Come back for

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It's that time. Time to start thinking about diapering.  If you're anything like me you, A) grew up in disposable diapers (yay 80's) and B) babysat kids that were in disposables.  They were easy, and the commercials made it seem as though you were an old lady if you thought about using the cloth diapers. So in comes the magical, disposable diaper! No need to laundry! No stinky

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-88162638877674635752014-03-20T23:10:00.000-06:002014-03-20T23:10:47.095-06:00

I don't know about you guys, and talking with my girls it's pretty common, but I am SO over this whole heartburn/nausea thing! It's gotten to the point where I am even scared to eat because I know what's coming: a lava hot fire from the pit of my stomach all the way up into my esophagus. No amount of water or milk would help, the magnesium supplements weren't helping and the whole "

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-66490410849770431442014-03-20T22:13:00.001-06:002014-03-20T22:18:29.130-06:00

Like my "ugh F this noise" look?? It was one of those days I did not want to go to the gym. Hormones and a tiff the night prior had left me exhausted and weepy at every little thing.  And the day did not really have any significant progress to it either.  Like seriously, I almost cried because the Indian food I had treated myself to for lunch was terrible, then

Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08420298177296956647noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1941789675823450205.post-7647565335559249442014-03-20T21:55:00.003-06:002014-03-20T21:55:39.507-06:00

I profess, I do not actually know how to make tortilla soup.  But one night I happened to throw a bunch of stuff together for soup, and everyone said it tasted just like tortilla soup. I don't know, but I don't have a name for it, so "Tortilla" Soup it is.  And it makes me want a margarita every time I have it.....oh that is so happening after Little Man is born! "Tortilla

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