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Earth Day Ideas

2010-04-22T10:17:00.000-07:00

I understand the adrenaline rush of buying something you want or even need. (I get excited about buying nice cheese or fresh vegetables at the grocery store.) However, I am SO sick of celebrating Earth Day with sales, coupons, giveaways (although some giveaways/re-homings are good - but do take into consideration the shipping --> emissions, etc).

How 'bout taking a walk, planting some flowers, signing up for a CSA (community supported agriculture share).

goodmama is a blog I happened to stumble upon which had some great, usable tips:
dryer balls (save money, energy and if you already have the wool yarn lying around... you aren't buying anything
cloth diaper economics (just for those who question why i cloth diaper... $ and the planet - it adds up)

Finally, this sums it up fairly nicely for me.

Have a wonderful Earth Day (happy Mother's day, earth thanks for everything you do.)

On the beauty of pregnancy and birth...

2010-03-29T06:00:00.000-07:00

I can't believe that I'm saying this but, I came across something today that made me *almost* miss being pregnant and the anticipation that brings... More accurately, it made me mourn that I will likely never give birth again, never hear my own first baby-cry again. I never thought I was one of those birth-junkie types. It also made my (only slightly) question my decision to get a degree in library science instead of nurse-midwifery - the primary factor being the family-friendly nature of being a librarian over being a midwife - although I suspect I'll revisit my decision many times in the course of my years.

This post isn't a forum for me to debate my school and career decisions though. I'm really looking forward to seeing this movie. Le Premier Cri looks beautiful, exquisitely filmed, capturing the strength of the women involved and the power of birth.

Earth Hour

2010-03-27T19:32:00.000-07:00

How did you spend your Earth Hour?

We lit candles in preparation... Here's a pair on a repurposed butter dish.

I spent the hour with a wee babe (OK, not so wee) sleeping blissfully while I journaled his long-over due birth story. Can't believe I hadn't written it in his journal yet.

Time well spent.

Ugh-O-Rama

2010-03-26T13:54:00.000-07:00

So... I just stumbled on a blog that really steams my grits. The Homebirth Debate captured my attention with its title. I thought, "How great! Somewhere women can become educated about the pros and cons of hospital and homebirth [or unassisted or whatever one might choose]." What a misnomer! That I'm even dedicating a post to the blog irritates me, I just can't stop thinking about the amount of incorrect, incendiary information on that site.

"Dr. Amy" [credentials in question] is a pundit on the subject of birth, espousing her own beliefs with little regard for others opinions or the facts in her O'Reilly style "No Spin Zone."

As someone who has had two wonderful births (she only uses "natural" in quotes and a derogatory fashion), the thought that this women claims to care for women is ludicrous. She returns to the mentality that epidurals are a feminist-drug - allowing women to escape from the pain of labor so that they are equal with men. I will not try to explain why that is ridiculous here - there is plenty of information out there on what can go wrong with epidurals, designer births, etc. Birth moved out of the home into the hospital because that was supposed to make it safer, but what we see is monitoring which leads, too often, to unnecessary intervention.

This tirade is not to say that I don't support all my sisters out there who want or need medical assistance during their births - I certainly believe that drugs and intervention have their place - just not in a normal, natural birth - when a women desires a drug and intervention-free labor.

Dr. Amy bashes midwives, waterbirth, homebirth, women who feel they were wronged during their births - think a PTSD-induced birth trauma scenario. It all just left me feeling yucky.

Dr. Amy has now moved her blog to the Skeptical OB - the comments on c-section there seem a *little* less biased but also just less opinionated - she states the "facts" - albeit one-sided that support her opinion.

I have to stop here because, well, I've already taken up too much space with this nonsense.

A Long December... and January and February and...

2010-03-16T06:00:00.000-07:00

So we've all heard enough about the weather, and we've certainly all had enough of the weather. As I sit here typing this, some awful sludgy-snow hybrid is falling out of the sky. And I'm usually one to like the white stuff but this has gone on long enough...

It seems that all mothers of young children are looking for ideas to keep busy while we try and wait-out Old Man Winter. I know I'm one - indulging in my inherit shyness and homebody-ness (?), I've almost enjoyed certain aspects of the long winter - indoor picnic anyone?

Using finger paints in the shower is one way we've staved off the winter blues.

Oh, and did I mention both child and artwork are easily cleaned?

VBAC OK'd by National Institute of Health

2010-03-15T06:00:00.000-07:00

For years, the rate of VBACs (Vaginal Birth After Cesarean) has fluctuated wildly. Finally, NIH has come to a concensus that trial of labor after cesarean is usually safe for mother and baby. With the high rate of maternal morbiidty and mortality (not to mention a very high rate of infant mortality) in the United States, perhaps our health leaders are starting to attempt to solve this problem.

Intially, cesareans may look good on the surface in our busy times - they can be scheduled by a busy mother - but, they mean that a woman spends more time in the hospital and faces greater rate of complications. Elective cesareans are only helping the doctors who can schedule them, and look good saying "I did my best" regardless of the outcome.

Please read about the NIH's findings here.

Foodie Friday: Mashed Potato Enchiladas

2010-03-12T06:00:00.000-08:00

Whenever I introduce these to someone they usually question me - What are you trying to feed me?! - the name is a little strange. But, I guarantee they are delicious, comforting food that even meat-eaters will love. Potatoes and dairy form a complete protein which satisfies on so many levels.

This recipe makes a lot, and takes a few steps... but they freeze beautifully (if your family is on the smaller side and you actually have any left).

Without further adieu, here is the recipe:

5 lb. bag red-skin potatoes, partially peeled and cut into rough 2 in. cubes
1 bag 8-in whole wheat tortillas
1 lb. block cheddar, shredded (I use white cheddar but it really makes no difference)
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 medium sweet onion, large dice
1 1/2 c. sour cream
2 15 oz. cans (red) enchilada sauce (you won't need it all)
1 Tbs. butter or olive oil
salt and pepper

Preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Place potatoes in a large stock pot with water to cover and a dash of salt. Bring to a boil and cook until potatoes are soft, then drain.

Meanwhile, saute onions in butter or olive oil until soft and fragrant (about 7 minutes), add garlic and cook another three minutes or so.

Brush tortillas with enchilada sauce, cover with tin foil and place in oven for about 5 - 8 minutes.

Once potatoes are drained, return to pot and add 1/3 cheese, garlic and onion mix, 2/3 can of enchilada sauce, and sour cream. Mash together until well combined.

Pour enough enchilada sauce in the bottom of a 9x13 pan to cover.

Fill warmed tortillas with potato mixture and place in 9x13 pan. Drizzle with enchilada sauce. NOTE: this is to taste - however, using a lot of enchilada sauce can turn dish into a casserole (which still tastes great) instead of individual enchiladas. Cover with remaining cheese and place in oven for 35 minutes - until cheese is bubbly (and browned if you like).

These are great with a fresh salad or green vegetables.

Enjoy!

Mothering Mondays - A Break

2010-03-08T06:00:00.000-08:00

No, I'm not taking a break from this blog (again). I am just reminded through my conversations with other mothers how hard we can be on ourselves. I found myself incredibly depressed, depriving my child simply because I was trying so hard to be that perfect mother. I stressed over the words-per-hour she heard, whether or not I was playing the right games or music... I found myself reading about what I should be doing, feeling guilty I wasn't doing it rather than just doing what came naturally.

Giving yourself a break can be incredibly liberating. Sometimes that means going to get your "hair done" (my break of choice when I can manage), other times it means that a dinner from scratch isn't going to happen, or just allowing yourself to enjoy being a mother, relaxing and taking a deep breath. Being there for your kiddos is all they really need or want.

Foodie Friday: Spanikopita

2010-03-05T06:00:00.000-08:00

Here's one of my all-time favorites... Spanikopita or Greek Spinach Pie. It's amazing hot out of the oven, even cold the next day and freezes well. Also, it's high in vegetarian protein thanks to a wallop of spinach and feta.

Ingredients:
Three bunches green onions, chopped
Three bags frozen spinach, thawed and drained
Three tablespoons dill, chopped (or more if you're like me and fresh is best)
Three tablespoons olive oil (extra virgin)
Two packages of feta cheese, coarsely chopped
One package of puff pastry, thawed (traditional is made with phyllo dough, but this is much quicker; the package should have two sheets of pastry)
One egg, beaten or butter

Preheat oven to 350.

Saute your onions in about one tablespoon olive oil in a large-ish sauce pan over medium heat until fragrant. Add the spinach, dill and feta. Turn heat to low and mix well. The flavors become more delicious the longer you allow them to "get acquainted."

Meanwhile, prepare the puff pastry according to package directions. Basically, flour your work surface, roll out the dough, fold in on itself and repeat a few times.
Place one sheet into bottom of a 13x9 pan. Fill with the spinach mixture. Place other puff pastry sheet on top. Cut a few vent holes, brush egg or butter on top and bake about 45 minutes until crust is browned.

I usually serve this with couscous or tabouleh. Enjoy!

Happy Birthday, Happy Anniversary

2010-03-04T06:00:00.000-08:00

Today is my best girl's birthday. Last year, there was little fuss. This year, she really knows what is going on. "I want a bunny. You buy it for me." Yeah, right...

It is also the anniversary of when I became a mommy. During labor, our midwife kept saying, "You're becoming a mother." At the time, I thought something like, "What a redundant thing to say, I know that!" But she was right, labor prepares us for the true pain of motherhood: worrying over our children, feeling their pain as our own.

So, today I'm celebrating my daughter's birthday, but also my birth as a mother and how thankful I am for that.

The birthday:

1st Birthday:

Two!

And many, many more.

Branching Out

2010-03-03T06:00:00.000-08:00

Finally finishing the "story" of the kid's room. While it's been done for some time now, I've been quite remiss in actually getting some pictures here.

Views from my desk:

Tree details:

Again, I can't take credit for the paint job - Papa did all that...

Reader's Resource - Raising Your Spirited Child

2010-03-02T06:00:00.000-08:00

With the advent of the dreaded twos - which, I'm told are dwarfed by the threes - I found myself in need of a little advice. Between a two year-old (nearly), a newborn, and graduate school I am not feeling particularly creative when it comes to discipline or explanations or the ability to answer the same question for the seventieth time in a row. I am feeling a bit more centered, a bit more grateful and more able to understand my dear daughter. Knowing that I'm not alone helped.

"Raising Your Spirited Child" by Mary Sheedy Kurcinka (I don't get any kickbacks) felt like something I could have written... well, the descriptions of a "spirited child," not the advice. Simply this book may allow you to see your child in a new way, a more positive one. By changing the words used to describe the traditionally "strong-willed" child, I was granted the ability to accept, and appreciate my wonderful daughter's unique, spirited, vivacious personality.

I should note that I found the book a bit light on actual advice. However, I found it to be incredibly valuable as a parenting resource because of the attitude it encourages you to adopt concerning a child that might require a bit more effort at times.

I loved how she describes how a parent might first learn that they have a spirited child. Perhaps it was while you were still pregnant and those kicks felt harder than what other women described or what you experienced with other pregnancies. Or maybe it was when your cousin had the "good baby" at the family reunion.

My daughter is my first so I initially thought that babies were all "demanding" or as Dr. Sears says "high needs" or "holding high standards." I can now appreciate and love that she has always known what she wants and won't back down from trying to get it.

If you're in search of a new outlook or just a few words of encouragement as you try to move forward as a gentle parent, this might be a good match.

Mothering Mondays - Simon's Birthday

2010-03-01T06:00:00.000-08:00

How to start?

My dear son’s pregnancy was not an easy one… one in which I found myself wallowing in pity for a time. At 18 weeks I was diagnosed with a complete placenta previa and put on partial bed rest and told to wean my 18 month-old daughter after a bought of bleeding. Selfishly, I questioned why it had to be me, why couldn’t it be someone who already had a cesarean scheduled, someone to whom it wouldn’t matter? Why did it have to be me with these best-laid plans (for a natural pregnancy and birth)?

Then, I decided to take action. Regardless of the warnings that complete previas seldom resolve, I chose to try my best to resolve it. Acupuncture, homeopathic tinctures and positive thinking/prayer… I’m not sure what did it but the previa resolved within two months – not only had my placenta moved enough (4 cm) but it had moved completely out of the way (10cm). The midwives cleared me for a natural delivery and I was able to pick my dear daughter again.

We chose not to find out the sex – really hard with multiple ultrasounds to observe the previa. But somehow we both thought it was a boy (my dear husband has a way of knowing things – knew I was pregnant before I did, knew DD was a girl, etc). In my mind, for whatever reason, I have always thought that boys were harder to birth and more likely to involve complicated labors. So I was scared, especially after the previa made me question my own body.

In preparation for the birth, I reread all my birthing books, started a regimen of Red Raspberry Leaf Tea, and thought happy thoughts. I had prodromal labor for a few weeks – I thought the baby was coming as early as Christmas Eve. He didn’t show up for over two more weeks. Almost everyday I’d have a few contractions that didn’t go anywhere – but were real contractions.

We went in for the weekly appointment with the midwives on Tuesday and I decided to let them check me… something I wouldn’t have considered even a few days before… funny how that last stretch of pregnancy makes you willing to do almost anything to get labor started. The midwife told us she didn’t think it would be long… And she was right. (Same scenario with dear daughter.)

We came home, went about our normal day and then around dinnertime the contractions started coming more regularly. My mother came to bathe dear daughter and I told her I thought this was the real deal so Lucy went for her first slumber party. (I knew a nearly two year-old was not what I needed in labor.) My dear husband was wonderfully attentive, asking what I needed, getting the living room warm – I shivered terribly.

After an hour or so of regular contractions we moved into the bedroom so I could lie down and rest. The contractions were coming regularly and lasting but I didn’t want to go to the hospital too soon (and yet we had about an hour’s drive). When I stood, the contractions were right on top of each other, but slowed when I would lie back down. The midwife suggested we come in and so dear husband bundled me up, and off we went – with him guiding me over the ice and snow packed everywhere.

At the hospital, they whisked me upstairs, did some monitoring… less than with dear daughter, but still, ugh. I was allowed to lie on my side this time (I was on my back while they monitored me the first time) which was infinitely easier. While I was being monitored, the midwives (we lucked out and got two!) filled the birthing tub.

I climbed in, certainly feeling ready to push, but wanting to wait for the water. Heaven! The water eased everything, the contractions, the pressure as I pushed. Within ten minutes of entering the tub, I felt the baby crowning (no “ring of fire” this time) and then he was here… our midwife caught him and then he was on my chest, in my arms.

My first glimpse of him, I thought he looked like a football player – thick, broad, strong. Oh, that delightful squishy, wet baby feel, that fresh-from-the-womb smell (we didn’t bathe him for days – soaking in all we could).

Simon Atticus

9 pounds, 11 ounces

21 inches long

1:58 in the Morning

Toddler Serenity Prayer

2010-02-26T18:18:00.000-08:00

My mantra for the day... or year:

God grant me the serenity to accept that I have a two year-old;
The courage to know I cannot change her;
And the wisdom to back down from arguments I can't win.

When I get to it...

2010-02-25T13:29:00.001-08:00

I believe in the importance of sharing birth stories - positive birth stories and sometimes scary ones as well. They are powerful, personal experiences which women have stopped sharing with each other - fearing that we might alienate each other.

Here's an idea, become a birth-choice advocate. It frees you to take a non-judgmental, neutral, supportive position. Once, I was a natural-birth advocate and I certainly still am for my own family and any woman who knows that's what is best for her and her own family. However, women who are not interested in natural childbirth for any number of reasons may feel judged and they have certainly lashed out at me for my choices. In no way can I define or experience another person's pain - I have not lived their life. And certainly, I have been blessed with a supportive partner, mother and family who have helped me stick to my choices and my labors have been textbook - slightly longer but not by much.

A healthy fear inspired me to thoroughly prepare for labor and birth - as well as you can prepare. And in our childbirth preparation classes they introduced me to a novel idea: many women prepare for birth but few for breastfeeding - preparing essentially for something that (hopefully) lasts less than a day while neglecting a relationship that will (again, hopefully) last a year or more. We have been told that breastfeeding is the most natural thing in the world, what we are not told is that it is a learned behavior and we might not have grown up seeing it, and there may be challenges that we cannot possibly anticipate.

All this is to say that I will be sharing my boy's birth story when I can get to it...

Welcome to the (Wintery) World

2010-02-02T07:42:00.000-08:00

Good morning Simon!
Our delightful little chap was born January 6, 2010. (Which means it's taken me almost a month to get around to posting this...) Big sister is very proud.

Born in the water on a stormy night.

Updatery

2009-12-12T13:55:00.001-08:00

I have come to the conclusion that blogging and graduate school do not mix... This should be evident by my lack of posts over the last few months. Well, now it's winter break so here's
some updates...

I am about three weeks away from due date of baby #2... Feeling fat and sassy.

Some knitting has been accomplished:

For the new baby.... Munchkin Hat on ravelry

And matching for big sis...

A little sweater for a dear friend's boy - Joelle Hoverson's Child's Placket-Neck Pullover also on ravelry...

And, a delightful knit... the Baby Sophisticate pattern, also from ravelry

So many more things to do before our new addition gets here. Now that finals are over I feel I can officially "nest" and settle in for a while. Oh, if that weren't for the massive piles of laundry that have been growing steadily during finals, the mending... I guess that's all part of the nesting though.

If you'll excuse me, I hear the vacuum calling my name.

Room to Grow II

2009-09-22T09:52:00.001-07:00

Here's the big girl helping to clean up her new room:

Tree details:

The view above the bed:

Birds, birds, birds.

Finishing touches:

Room to Grow

2009-09-19T10:38:00.001-07:00

Here's the project of the last few weeks, with my dear husband working at all hours to get it finished...

First, the room before - just some paint samples on the walls:

Here's the dutch door that leads into my office with blackboard paint for doodles:

And here I am proudly displaying part of the reason we need that "room to grow":

The preliminary tree sketch:

Pictures of the finished project forthcoming...

Finished knits

2009-09-19T07:42:00.001-07:00

The birthday sweater:

Knitted squid pair - the second is for the new baby.

Asymmetrical cardigan courtesy of a free Ravelrey pattern. Buttons were a going-out-of-business special.

A shrug for Dear Daughter on those brisk fall days that don't quite call for a full sweater.

More to come... and hopefully some actual stories and updates as well.

Growing

2009-07-04T19:29:00.000-07:00

A beautiful day for a walk into the garden:

Feeling a bit like Mr. McGregor:

Still getting pattypans (or scallop squash if you prefer):

Beets, beets:

"Volunteer" tomatoes under the rotating compost bin:

A beautiful heirloom pumpkin... but tiny.

Mystery squash:

A volunteer butternut that took up housekeeping on the side of the big compost bin:

And what I've been working on:

where we're at

2009-07-02T18:04:00.000-07:00

Wowie! Six months has passed and while I hadn't quite forgotten about this blog hanging out here in cyberspace, it's obviously been low on my list of things-to-do.

What has been at the top of said to-do list:

Dear Daughter - so many changes. She's 16 months old now. Talking, walking, running, eating every fruity thing in sight - leaving her father and I to wonder if she isn't somehow part monkey or other arboreal creature.

Graduate School - the applying to and eventually being accepted. I can now gladly report that I will begin graduate school in the fall in hopes of becoming your friendly neighborhood librarian.

Growing People - there's another one on the way. Due around the beginning of next year. That has taken a lot out of me lately. Well, it likely has a little to do with chasing around an energetic toddler as well.

Not to mention: gardening (and what a great garden it is - more on that later), cooking (trying - sometimes failing miserably- new things), loving the chickens, natural harvest of wild berries that are starting to come in, lots of swimming, yoga, and scrambling for quiet moments to myself... I think I'll go grab one now.

Putting in

2009-04-17T08:05:00.000-07:00

New Year

2009-01-03T11:09:00.001-08:00

I guess my resolutions started early. I've been making sure that my daughter is the priority of my life and attempting not to "just get one more thing done." So, some other things have fallen by the wayside. Namely, this here blog and updating it regularly.

There were a few things to share here, but some would have involved divulging Christmas secrets so I thought they could wait.

Here is Squid Delicious:

A knitted and felted squid made from a pattern courtesy of Berroco.

Here is one of the Christmas ornaments that family received as gifts - a handmade Christmas - it was a robin's nest with eggs to represent each of the members of our little group. I knitted it using a modified egg pattern (to shrink them down) and a bowl pattern (also shrunk) and then felted - again with Berroco yarn.

Here is Lucy's Larry the Canary:

And Mr. Cardinal:
And the largest in a series of cubes:

Simple, but she loves them.

We had a wonderful first Christmas with our dear Lucy, modest though it was. Our families were extremely generous and Lucy got lots of books! I can't wait to share some of her new reads and music with you. I've been enjoying reading to her more than ever and we're working on French and Spanish.

More Quiet...

2008-11-20T08:34:00.001-08:00

The first picture nursing at home.

And the most recent. How those eyes have changed and yet...