tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25086350744625368682024-03-14T03:54:32.158-05:00Adventures of the Mom KindUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger86125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-21976305453220385042015-01-21T15:31:00.001-06:002015-01-21T15:31:58.138-06:00First Thing is First<br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">As I mentioned, I reread the <i>Happiness</i> books by Gretchen Rubin. I'm going to blog about some of the things I'm doing to change my thoughts to be more positive and find a little more enjoyment in my daily life. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I pretty consistently hold off on starting something because I think that I need a plan, more research, more practice before getting to action. This tendency toward having a "perfect" plan has prevented me from starting </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">my own project for about two years. But, </span>I've started it! I've decided to follow most of the subjects discussed in the book, because then I do not need to research it and there is already a proven successful plan. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The first subject in the book is Energy. Yup, I need more energy, I'm a mom. Sleep is the first thing that I will tackle. It has been a hard transition for me to leave the structure of a work day. <span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have always hated getting up in the
morning, now that I do not actually need to be anywhere, it's a little
more brutal to get up in the morning. This might be a side effect of my
second problem, I go to bed much later than I should. By nature, I am a night owl. My entire life has consisted of going to bed later than I should (except for the years when I went to boot camp at 5:30 am or got up for
work at 5:45 am). When I was working though, I had no choice but to
begrudgingly get out of bed after hitting snooze three (or more) times. Now, I can just cuddle with my kids for awhile and convince them to watch a little TV (trust me, it's not hard) and I get another half an hour of half-asleep time. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, this is not working. I'm short on patience when I am tired. That is the biggest issue that I want to tackle with my home life, so I need to resolve the issues with the source of my impatience. I am going to go to bed earlier and a will get out of bed earlier (preferably at the buzz alarm on my Fitbit). I have already improved, but I haven't made it to my goal times yet. I hope by next week, I will have pushed back bed gradually by 15 minutes until I hit my goal bedtime. This sounds like infant sleep training, right?! Well, in the morning, I almost have the attitude of a toddler, so I guess it fits:) Wish me luck. </span></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-50274077512056364912015-01-20T22:39:00.000-06:002015-01-20T22:39:28.743-06:00Getting Back Into the Swing<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There are times I like to pretend that I'm a rebel and I hate time constraints, commitments, and places to go. The truth is that deep down I crave them. Structure helps me to feel as if I am a productive person. Hanging out at my house all day with kids sometimes feels like doing nothing. Don't get me wrong, we are not actually doing nothing, but we are not doing "adult" stuff. Sometimes, it bothers me. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am pretty conflicted about that. </span> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love having the opportunity to spend time with my young children. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here is the thing, I just do not feel like I am enjoying it as much as I should. </span>I miss interacting with adults. I miss completing projects. I miss feeling like I am important. I know that sometimes I think that other people are judging me because I do not have a job anymore. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have decided to put some energy into changing these thoughts. Staying at home is an important job and I want to be "all in" as a mom. I know that I will only have this one window of time in my life in which to raise my kids and I want to do it right. The time I spend thinking about not being productive are wasted. I am shortchanging both me and my family because I am not focused on positive thoughts. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have spent a lot of time figuring out what might help me feel more enjoyment in my daily life as a mom. I recently reread the books, <i>The Happiness Project </i>and <i>Happier at Home, </i>both by Gretchen Rubin<i>. </i>I first read the former book in 2012 and loved it. For years, I have wanted to do my own happiness project, but for some reason or another, I never officially started. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am at a point where I need to make a change, so I'm officially starting my very own happiness project. I deserve it and so does my family, especially my sweet kiddos. I want to be the best mom that I can be. After all, this quote from </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Gretchen Rubin, sums it up, "The days are long and the years are short." I am going to make the most out of my short time to be with my kids </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u>AND</u> I want to have some fun doing it. </span> </span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-71500136297606536672015-01-13T00:05:00.001-06:002015-01-13T00:13:55.370-06:00Hello again blog<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It's been a few years since I have written anything for this blog, but I'm back. There has been a lot of changes in our life since my last post. I am transitioning to life as a mostly stay-at-home mom. It is more of a struggle than I originally anticipated. While I love having to opportunity to spend more time with my children, I wasn't prepared for how much they would annoy me! I'm slightly kidding, but gosh, my three year-old is a masterful button pusher.</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-85337976505140653832012-03-27T17:17:00.000-05:002012-03-27T17:17:30.163-05:00Whining<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My daughter is in a phase (please God, let it be a phase) in which at least 50% of what she says is a whine. She also feels the need to constantly repeat it until she receives exactly what she wants. For example, a common phrase is, "I'm thirsty, Momma. I want some milkie." You will hear the same line over and over with increasing intensity, added huffs, stomps, hand gestures, and even a possible scream the entire time you are getting out a cup, opening the refrigerator, and pouring milk, until the glass of milk is in her hand. I doubt that I am alone in the fact that this drives me absolutely insane. It's not as is she cannot see that I am in the process of addressing her need, so I really do not understand her need to repeat herself and get upset</span>. <br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I try my best to remain patient, but it's getting more and more difficult. My tolerance for whining is getting lower and lower, because the sound of her whine is beginning to sound a lot like fingernails on chalkboard to me. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-81265766041833854422012-02-21T18:20:00.000-06:002012-02-21T18:20:05.131-06:00What is a supermom?<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I used to think that a supermom had a really clean and organized house, cooked dinner every night, woke up and fixed her hair and makeup, didn't wear sweatpants, always had cute projects or fun activities for kids, was hardly ever mad at her husband for stupid stuff, and oh, she also went to work every day. I really wanted to describe myself that way, but I never could. I've come to accept that I probably will never describe myself that way either. I might be able to use some of those descriptors at some times, but I doubt that they will ever be used all at the same time (at least until my kids move out-I'm guessing that is >18 years away). When I first became a mom, I was semi-okay with the fact that I didn't meet this definition of supermom because I was a student (not quite full-time) trying to become a dietitian and working 70% time in a stressful job. Needless to say, I couldn't do everything and I certainly gave up on makeup:) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">After knew that I was well on my way to becoming a dietitian, I decided that I was going to really strive to be a "supermom." Then, we</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> decided to have a second child and I was more committed to being a supermom a</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">fter I finished my internship. I had all kinds of plans for when I passed the RD exam, when I got a job, after I had the baby, etc. After each of these things has happened, I've had a hard time with the fact that I still can't do all the supermom things. I guess it's taken a couple months for me to wake up and realize that I'm being ridiculous. These things aren't really important. All the things that make you a REAL supermom (at least the kind I really care about), I'm already doing. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm committed to making sure that my kids have the healthiest start at life. I'm trying to make sure that they have an excellent education and have the opportunity to try activities they enjoy. So, I breastfeed, I use cloth diapers, I grow food, we make baby food, we read, we discipline, we affirm and nurture their self-esteem, and we love on our kids as much as possible. I do this because I believe that it will ultimately make them responsible, compassionate, intelligent, hard-working, and successful adults. I'm sure this is what I've always believed the "real" job description of a supermom actually is. Sometimes, I get easily distracted by the bling on perfect-looking facades. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Having said all that, I all still trying to figure out exactly how I can be a supermom most of the time! I am definitely not perfect. I get frustrated with my two year-old more often than I want to and I don't do several things often enough (like go to church, let things roll off me, exercise, etc). </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Instead of being so hard on myself for not including those, </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm going to try to remember how proud I am of myself for all the supermom activities I already do. Then, instead of getting upset, I will try to figure out how to include important stuff that I'm not already doing into my life. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-85507097108966246382012-02-03T18:26:00.003-06:002012-02-03T18:34:12.729-06:00Thank you Comedy Central...<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I owe a debt of gratitude to Comedy Central for providing a needed distraction to my cracked and very painful nipples. Thank goodness Steven Colbert and Revenge of the Nerds could provide a nice laugh for me while I'm feeding my son. Yesterday, Baby P ate 13 times. That's a lot of times to feed a baby, so no wonder my poor boobs are mad. Also, I'm not surprised I feel like a barely functioning person since I only get to sleep in increments of time that are usually less than 90 minutes. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">There really is more of a point to this post than me complaining about sore boobs, spending 1/2 my day feeding a baby, and sleeping in intervals of time that should only be used to </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">torture people. I want to describe my meeting with an angel otherwise known as Kim, the lactation consultant. I've known that Baby P and I were doing something wrong in the breastfeeding department for about a week. I'm not a first-time breastfeeder, so I was not expecting to have any issues. However, that hasn't been the case this time. I've had incredible pain (like daggers) for several days and I knew that it wasn't just cracked skin. It was so painful that I would have to do meditative breathing just like when I was in labor (with no epidural) every time I fed him and I usually ended up sobbing by the end. With encouragement from my midwife and husband, I contacted a lactation consultant, Kim with www.breastfed.biz. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Lucky for me, Kim was able to see me on the same day I called. I met with her yesterday and found out that my sweet baby had too shallow a latch. My cracked nipple is the result of the poor latch. On top of that, he's a grazer (which I already knew, considering he was falling asleep after about 10 minutes), so the sheer number of feeds was also contributing to my pain. His grazing was not emptying milk completely, so my milk ducts were stretching and causing more pain. Eventually, this would have effected my supply, because my body would have assumed that I didn't need all that milk.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Kim was so helpful right from the start. She was able to show me how to get him to latch on in a different way that would help him get a better mouthful. She also showed me a more effective way to do compression or what I like to call how to "milk" myself while feeding him. It took about an hour and we had to repeatedly wake him up to keep eating, but it seemed to work. He slept for 3.5 hours afterwards. It's a lot of work to feed him like this and it takes a long time. I'm willing to put in the effort. I breastfed my daughter until she was 19 months old and I truly believe that it was one of the best things that I have done in my life. It's easy to give up while it's really tough, but in all reality, the hard part of breastfeeding doesn't last very long. If you are having trouble, ask for help. Lactation consultants are wonderful. Once you and the baby both get the hang of breastfeeding, it's pretty easy, so beneficial for you both and so rewarding.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here's hoping that in the near future, I will sleep in 3 hour increments!</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-89103796163088226442012-01-28T00:56:00.000-06:002012-01-28T00:56:56.814-06:00It's Just a Number<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The first time you step on a scale post-baby is a little brutal. (unless you're a personal trainer who I went to high school with and you only weigh 6 lbs more than before you were pregnant). It's just a number, right?? Who cares, right?? Well, I don't necessarily care, but it is still hard to see a number that is twenty pounds more than what you weighed pre-pregnancy. I'm just going to look at the bright side, at least I weigh 25 lbs less than I did on January 14th. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-48610590789985674142012-01-27T01:31:00.001-06:002012-01-27T01:34:40.896-06:00Bad Hair<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I've been Facebook stalking a lot of babies recently because I swear that 15 people I know had babies within the last month. I've come to realize that people who have epidurals end up with much better hair for that FIRST PICTURE with their new bundle of joy than people who have a natural birth. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">When I had my daughter, I didn't understand why I looked so bad in my post-birth pictures compared to others. Now, I've come to the conclusion that the blood, sweat, tears, and cold washcloths for the forehead associated with natural birth really eliminate any possibility of not looking like crap.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYVzZvyZ6_sWdSRwkS8svbSLP9WqecdHdmd7unA9GhTfXPyM2c12fG0JSquchIf5trkq69SrV9WTDU0C-773wwmtEi3EmkvqFxYsktqOyxE0Ekd_ol8Th6y9g0tVHkLvmvlXWx3ovIVJM/s1600/Baby1+%2848%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYVzZvyZ6_sWdSRwkS8svbSLP9WqecdHdmd7unA9GhTfXPyM2c12fG0JSquchIf5trkq69SrV9WTDU0C-773wwmtEi3EmkvqFxYsktqOyxE0Ekd_ol8Th6y9g0tVHkLvmvlXWx3ovIVJM/s320/Baby1+%2848%29.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Post-Baby A hair in 2009-even after I had cleaned up a little!</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvbFrjhqg4Qqk4yV5d6uncBgd1XIqdM9HQCui5IP24h0tbrZ-t6zusc_6E814aPjJomCefJKTzRmeNGbTV7Nq_N6KPLr5FEF52NXNUOkS_POtxWCe9gJBzqp7rt4GFMuzj3YIRe2l_PA/s1600/2012-01-14+%2810%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZvbFrjhqg4Qqk4yV5d6uncBgd1XIqdM9HQCui5IP24h0tbrZ-t6zusc_6E814aPjJomCefJKTzRmeNGbTV7Nq_N6KPLr5FEF52NXNUOkS_POtxWCe9gJBzqp7rt4GFMuzj3YIRe2l_PA/s320/2012-01-14+%2810%29.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Post Baby P in 2012-again, even after I cleaned up a little.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm working on making sure that my hair at least looks better than this every day. Oh, and I'm trying to dress a little better than this each day too, but I might be a little less successful in that endeavor. In all seriousness, it meant something special to me to wear the same dress to deliver both of my children. Although, when I look at the dress now, I'm not too excited to wear it outside the confines of a hospital room:)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">P.S. When I look at these two pictures, the difference in size between my two kids is really striking. Geez, Baby P is a big guy...2 lbs makes a huge difference!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am very much in love with my new little man! We feel very blessed to add such a wonderful little person into our family. His big sister couldn't be more proud or more loving! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I wish there were a way to communicate to him that it's really not that bad out here in the world. His dad, sister, and I are really excited to meet him. I promise that we're going to take good care of him, feed him well, and snuggle him as much as possible. He'll have a lot of fun with his big sister, even though she'll probably boss him around A LOT. He has a pretty nice room too (assuming that he's ok with elephants). The bottom line is that we're good people-come hang out with us:)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-30374080480808581892012-01-08T01:16:00.001-06:002012-01-08T01:26:10.477-06:00FAQ's of a Super Pregant Lady<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I've been 39 weeks pregnant twice in my life and both times I've been repeatedly asked the same questions by complete strangers and people I know. People start asking you weird questions when they know you're pregnant, but questions get more odd and intrusive the more pregnant you look. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm not trying to be mean, but stop asking me questions. I really hate being grilled (I blame it on my teenage years), but I especially dislike questions that I've answered 15 times that day. I try to be polite, but it's hard to smile and answer. So, I decided to do other super pregnant ladies a favor and put together an FAQ list. Well, this list is actually more </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">self-serving than </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">public service, but chalk up my responses to irritability. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q. Did you have that baby yet?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: Yes I did, but I asked the doctor to shove a basketball up there, so I could trick the whole world into thinking that I'm still pregnant. I'd much rather be (insert place) than at home snuggling with my newborn. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q: When are you going to have that baby? </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: If I knew when babies were going to be born, I'd start selling that information. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q: Are you dilated?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: Seriously, is that any of your business? You do know that in order for me to find that out, someone has to shove their fingers into my vagina and it's very uncomfortable. I don't invite it to happen unless absolutely necessary and I'm not too keen on discussing what's going on up there with other people.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q: Are you going to work until the baby is born?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: Well, I'm pretty sure people don't pay you to stay home from work. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'd also like to keep my job</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> and I think that not showing up is grounds for dismissal. So yes, I am dragging my rear end to work until this kiddo decides to come out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q: How are you feeling?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: Cranky, tired, and 45 lbs too heavy. I have some more smart ass remarks, but I know that people who know me only ask because they care, so I try not to be annoyed by this question.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q: How's the baby doing?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: I have no idea. As far as I know, no one is lucky enough to have a window into her uterus. I'm also not able to telepathically communicate with the person borrowing my abdomen, so he can't tell me either. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Q: How much does the baby weigh?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A: Has someone invented an intrauterine scale? Even if they have, I wouldn't want to get that into a usable position, so I'll never know how much my baby weighs until he/she is born. You can probably google how much a baby should weigh at each stage of development just as easily as I can.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here is the actual public service part of my post, I wanted to give a few ideas of things that you shouldn't say to pregnant people. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">1. If a pregnant woman is walking down a hall toward you, don't say, "Whoa, get out of her way." Yes, one guy at the hospital really did say that to me. I was too shocked to say anything, but now the responses abound. I'm ready for next time. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">2. When your pregnant friend/relative has ankles that start to blend in with her calves, please don't say, "Well, that's the price you pay for beautiful babies." Really try to avoid saying that if you're a man. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">3. Don't talk about the size of her boobs. She knows they are huge.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">4. This comment not only has the potential to insult, but it's just cruel to give people such potentially false hope. "Wow, by the way you're walking, I bet you are going to have that baby by (insert day)." I guarantee she knows that she is waddling, it's another thing that can be left unsaid. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm sure there are many other things that could go on either of these lists, so if you have other suggestions, please feel free to comment:) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-49952339575389333332012-01-07T21:36:00.001-06:002012-01-07T21:39:42.857-06:00Hello...nice to see you again<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hi blog,</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It's been a long time. I am officially done with homework, so I am glad to have time for you again! A lot has changed since my last post. I've started a new career and I'm about to have a baby! </div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">2011 was a pretty crazy year for our family! In April, I found out that I was matched to a Dietetic Internship program, which was a huge relief! The competition is really tough and I always feared that I would not be matched right away and my plans to change careers would be delayed. After we found out that I'd been matched, we decided that it would be ok to try for a second baby. In May, I graduated with a B.S. in Dietetics and found out that we were expecting! I started the Dietetic Internship in June, so I started "working" full-time again (well, working for free). In July, we temporarily moved to St. Charles from Kansas City, so that I could complete clinical rotations at two hospitals there. We lived in my in-laws basement/my parents house for about 14 weeks, so it was quite the adventure. We moved back home in October and I was offered a job as a Clinical Dietitian at a hospital in Kansas City! I started my new job in mid-November at 32 weeks pregnant:) Talk about crazy timing! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">2011 was such a crazy ride that </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm really anxious to see what 2012 will bring. Right now, I basically sitting around and waiting to have a baby. I'm 39 weeks pregnant, so I'm really not waiting patiently anymore. I want to get this show on the road! </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I can't wait to figure out what my new "normal" will be. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-25935473093678622372010-09-27T23:17:00.000-05:002010-09-27T23:17:21.353-05:00Super Porridge (and other not so super adventures in food preparation)<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have a confession, I have a secret desire for the ability to magically create food out of thin air with the snap of my finger. I don't really like to prepare food, I seldom like how it turns out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We started making Super Porridge, which is a recipe from the book <a href="http://www.superbabyfood.com/">Super Baby Food</a> by Ruth Yaron. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I really like this book. It has great recipes. I wouldn't say that it is the most well organized book I've ever read, but it has a lot of wonderful recipes and information about making healthy foods for your baby. In addition, it has information about how to prepare almost any vegetable or fruit that you can imagine. For example, I have never eaten swiss chard or beet greens before, but I looked up how to prepare them in her book. I ate it for dinner and then put it in the food processor to make little frozen cubes for the baby. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">So, let me now get to the super porridge part of the story...super porridge is basically a bunch of whole grains that you grind up in your blender or food processor. Really, Super Porridge starts out as homemade rice cereal. As your baby ages, you can add other grains and it becomes more the consistency of oatmeal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">We've made super porridge three times. We ground a large batch of grains and keep it in the fridge. We use the dry powder to make porrige every few days. We keep prepared porridge in the fridge and use it up over 2-3 days. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">Our first batch was too grainy. We started with oatmeal, millet, and bulgar. I already had prepared rice cereal, so I just planned to combine it with our mixture. We also added lentils to the mix to add a little more protein to the mixture. Our first attempt at porridge, basically didn't soak up the water. We had to dump in about 1/2 cup of Organice Gerber Rice Cereal to the mix. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">The results were much better for the second attempt. We put the ground grain in the food processor again to make the grain particles smaller. I also bought long grain brown rice from the bulk aisle at Whole Foods and added more rice to our ground grains. What I've learned is that super porridge is really an experiment every time you make it or serve it:) </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-49709122677363120232010-09-18T14:22:00.001-05:002010-09-21T23:18:25.110-05:00Biebs Hair<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Verdana;">My baby has Biebs hair.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I mean I don't want her to look like a teenage boy, but I just can't bring myself to cut it. However, I get closer everyday. This is actually the last picture that I've taken where her hair looks somewhat under control. Usually, the "bangs" are covering her eyes. I know, that's a really mean thing to do to a baby. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana;">I probably would be more excited to get it cut if I wasn't sure to start crying during the process. I often wonder if other people feel as bittersweet about milestones as I do...</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-35783405582410811022010-09-14T23:20:00.000-05:002010-09-14T23:20:30.349-05:00I Wish My House Was In A Sweet Tomatoes<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I really love that restaurant. I would probabaly want a little more privacy than a corner booth could provide, but having access to so many toppings to put on my lettuce might be worth it. Not to mention that I could get made from scratch soups every day. I wonder if I could convince corporate to go for it...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Today, I took my daughter there for dinner, just me and her. I decided that if I can handle a baby AND my appetite at the best all you can eat salad bar restaurant EVER, then I'm the coolest person that I know. The best part about our trip though was that I got my baby to eat beets, the only food she has previously refused to eat. I was excited. In addition, she devoured the Mediterranean Cous Cous dish, which I personally found kind of gross (probably because of the black olives-I hate olives). My husband and I have really made it a priority to make sure our daughter is eating a wide variety of healthy, flavorful, and interesting foods, so I get really excited when she eats something new. In fact, I think that I like it better when she eats something that I don't like. (I should mention--mainly because my Mom would say that I'm horrendous for making her eat something that I don't like--I don't feed her anything that I haven't eaten first. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I really hope that she continues to eat like this. It is so easy to introduce her to new foods and she always seems to gobble them up. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-35340809964303951182010-07-09T20:13:00.002-05:002010-07-09T20:13:35.084-05:00winner#1 Just Jess!<br />
Contact me at <a href="mailto:anglanigan@gmail.com">anglanigan@gmail.com</a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-4174674114786678022010-07-06T14:32:00.000-05:002010-07-06T14:32:11.750-05:00I Should Be Doing My Homework, But...<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I'm going to talk about how awesome my baby is instead.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">We just got back from a week-long vacation at the Lake of the Ozarks. We spent the first part with Sean's family in a condo and the second part with my family in our family's lake trailer. The whole thing was super fun and I finally got a much-needed vacation. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">You might think that since I had a 12-week maternity leave 7 months ago, I should be all caught up on vacation for awhile. Well, you are wrong. I probably thought that it would be a really awesome, relaxing vacation, but I was wrong about that. I've needed a vacation from my vacation...</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Anyway, back to the real material for this post, my awesome baby and the much-needed vacation. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">As for the first topic: my baby is awesome, there have been quite a few exciting developments lately and I haven't had time to write about them (stupid homework). First of all, SHE CAN WALK NOW! She started taking steps on June 11th and since that day, she wants to walk all the time. She can walk across a room holding our fingers without falling down. She has a Playskool toy that can be ridden or used as a walker and yesterday, she held on to it and walked across the room-amazing! Second, she is mastering pulling herself up. She's been doing it for several weeks using our fingers, but this past weekend she finally did it alone. She was able to grab the side of our boat and stand on the seat...so exciting! Third, this baby loves to eat! She loves everything we've given her and always wants more! In the past few weeks, she's had cauliflower, butternut squash, plain noodles, grilled onions, blackberries, blueberries, watermelon, a lick of ice cream, green bell pepper, and red bell pepper. Fourth, this kiddo loves to swim. We've gone swimming with my friend Melynda and at the lake. She can't get enough! She swims with me, in her floating raft, and sits for hours in her baby pool. I think that we have a swimmer on our hands! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">As for the second topic, our awesome vacation, I'll put more pictures up soon, but I really do need to get my assignment done soon!</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I had the opportunity to try out a new product that recently hit grocery stores shelves, Good Earth dry dinner kits. This opportunity was provided by </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">was provided by Good Earth and MyBlogSpark</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>. </b><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I was given one Mediterranean Chicken dinner kit, </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">two sets of bamboo flatware, two bamboo dishes, a bamboo utility board and a 100% recyclable grocery tote to test. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">Information about Good Earth dry dinner kits from Good Earth and MyBlogSpark:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">With appetizing entrées from Good Earth, dining in is sure to become the new dining out. Enjoy cooking a sophisticated, restaurant-quality meal in the comfort of your own home. Each variety includes vibrant and flavorful sauces along with specialty ingredients like sweet basil, white wine and dried tomatoes. Delicious dinners that allow you to keep a healthy lifestyle without sacrificing taste, Good Earth dry dinner kits are perfect for whipping up a no-fail, five-star cuisine in less than 30 minutes. <br />
<b>100% whole grain, no trans fat, no artificial flavors, no artificial preservatives, no MSG</b> - just add meat and, voila! Dinner is served. <br />
Coming to stores this June, Good Earth dry dinner kits offer a selection of four delectable meals: Mediterranean Chicken with angel hair pasta, Spicy Citrus Glazed Shrimp with angel hair pasta, Herb Crusted Chicken with mushroom risotto and Tuscan Chicken with penne pasta. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I should first disclose that my husband actually prepared the food, so I'm working with him to write this review. </span></span></span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">We thought this was delicious and super easy to prepare. In total, it only took about 30 minutes to prepare the meal. There are only a few simple steps which include: breading and cooking the chicken, adding the sauce mix, boiling the noodles, waiting for the sauce to set, then serve. We decided to add artichoke hearts to our sauce mixture to add a little bit of a kick. </span></span></span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk0R62sNwE6inzxqe_djtiAsaQ5-iACk1gW9Vnow4XhQscv18Uw7E5hhRPI_X6j-OdFglPoi9YhKVFfCWUTmT_ykHgWcZ72Ym0KFQA1-8mHRaA13skHz3W7Q1QNJz2E5dyepYZ455b_Ps/s1600/IMG_1385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk0R62sNwE6inzxqe_djtiAsaQ5-iACk1gW9Vnow4XhQscv18Uw7E5hhRPI_X6j-OdFglPoi9YhKVFfCWUTmT_ykHgWcZ72Ym0KFQA1-8mHRaA13skHz3W7Q1QNJz2E5dyepYZ455b_Ps/s320/IMG_1385.JPG" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I think the most telling part of this review is that I would purchase this mix AND I would PREPARE IT MYSELF. (My husband does most of the cooking at our house). Basically, I'm saying that even I can handle this one! </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">There were a few things that I think made this dinner kit stand out:</span></span></span><br />
<ul><li><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Flavor-not too overpowering like some dinner kits or frozen meal kits. I particularly enjoyed the sun-dried tomatoes!</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Breading-didn't get soggy as breaded chicken sometimes does in a sauce.</span></span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It even tasted good as leftovers!</span></span></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">We were also given </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;">two sets of bamboo flatware, two bamboo dishes, and a bamboo utility board to test. </span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Please click <a href="http://adventuresofthemomkind.blogspot.com/2010/06/good-earth-review.html">HERE</a> to see comments and enter. DEADLINE IS JULY 8th at 12 p.m. Central Time.</span></span></b>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-14487471155255237332010-05-24T23:42:00.000-05:002010-05-24T23:42:20.350-05:00Another Letter to an Inanimate Object<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hi Blog,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I just want to put you on notice that I might neglect you a little this summer. You know that I love you, but you're not a real person, you're not grading me, and you're not my bed, so you have to move to the bottom of the priority list. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My summer classes started last week and it's a challenge to keep up. Luckily, I'm only taking 6 hours this summer. I don't expect it to be quite the hellish time as </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">last summer</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">, since 6 is a lot less than 14. But, it's not going to be a piece of cake either. During the Spring semester, I took 4 hours on a regular pace and it was tough to stay on schedule. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I also discovered that babies do not care about chemistry, nutrition, or dietetics. Baby A's only use for my textbooks is figuring out how/when she can eat them and becoming furious when I won't let her chow down. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The main reason that I must neglect you is that I just don't have a lot of time to myself, so that time has to go to said textbooks. The rest is probably going to be spent as some quality time with my pillow. Unless you can figure out how my husband can breastfeed...then I can give you an hour or two:)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">So, please don't be angry with me. I really do like you and this isn't personal.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hugs and Kisses,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Angie</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-87251061585544508022010-05-19T22:53:00.001-05:002010-06-16T01:02:43.294-05:00THANKS!<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I've never been great at accepting compliments. I was never able to say, "Thanks!" I always made up some reason why that compliment wasn't true or why I didn't deserve it. I don't want to turn this into a psychological profile or anything, but I couldn't accept compliments, because I didn't believe them. I've been working for years to improve my self-image and learning to accept compliments was on my agenda to master. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Why am I posting about this? Well...my poor self-image created a lot of problems for me and I'm determined that my children will not have the same issues. Raising confident children who know their parents are super proud of them is at the top of my list of priorities.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">One thing that I've learned about compliments once you accept them is that they are addicting! It is wonderful to be told nice things about yourself! I just want to thank my in-laws and my husband for continually telling me what a great Mom that I am. It's the best compliment that I can imagine. It means a lot to me and I really appreciate it! I am thankful that Baby A has you to help make her a confident and successful woman!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-28214963223864575082010-05-18T22:45:00.000-05:002010-05-18T22:45:47.756-05:00What Goes In Must Come Out<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It's just a shame that it doesn't come out a little quicker. I feel like the only thing that I've wanted to blog about is baby poop lately, but it's surprising how baby poop impacts your life. My poor baby has taken to going #2 every few days. So, I spend a lot of time thinking about baby poop...did it happen at the babysitter, when is it coming, is all that grunting healthy, etc. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">She probably loses a pound when she goes, because when it comes out, boy, it comes out. We've had 3 poop explosions in the past few weeks. You may have seen the picture in a previous post-that wasn't even the worst of them either. I'm wondering if the volcano eruption in Iceland inspired her to try to recreate it in Kansas. I am really thankful that I got the diaper sprayer before all this fun started. I plan to post a review of our sprayer soon. However, this will be the basic premise: I can't imagine having to scrape or dunk that stuff, I'd get one if I were you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Instead of talking about food on the way out, let's talk about food on the way in. Here's Baby A's first time in the high chair! She's getting big so fast, I just can't believe it!</span><br />
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</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-81709637126813472572010-05-06T13:16:00.000-05:002010-05-06T13:16:23.894-05:00Winner!!<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The winner of the Baby in a Fishbowl giveaway is comment #3, Stef! The winner has been confirmed. Thanks to everyone who entered!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Oh, have to go...leaking diaper on my lap. Yuck! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-67387474663229964572010-04-27T21:17:00.000-05:002010-04-27T21:17:35.455-05:00Adventures in Making Baby Food<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavIfN8Kgo75vFgK_8O0IyGGZY4RzWIEPyE_DWTCbftV83545Ipt53aejkVVYM-teyFLHAX-4fVG-o1pPPWVU94KnLbHZHPRnKVJeb-oQ_7DcP4cPwdsH1q_7j47AwO0r3OnhsJKjC_bo/s1600/2010-4-21+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiavIfN8Kgo75vFgK_8O0IyGGZY4RzWIEPyE_DWTCbftV83545Ipt53aejkVVYM-teyFLHAX-4fVG-o1pPPWVU94KnLbHZHPRnKVJeb-oQ_7DcP4cPwdsH1q_7j47AwO0r3OnhsJKjC_bo/s320/2010-4-21+005.JPG" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">S</span></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Some of the aforementioned avocados. It really isn't hard to make your own baby food. I put it in a mini food processor, pureed it, and put it in ice cube trays to freeze. Don't worry, I didn't let the baby near that giant knife.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Honestly, the avocado probably doesn't need to go in the processor, but I didn't want them to go to waste so I had to freeze them. </span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8uStHqcFlTJlN-1u9dKZfS9z6b_EJuWbsEisdrkL3GWQUMCOSRLogg6U35hJvHSMaRkdzR9S_h-eMS5mEDU5lR2lenMJWjblale18j8x9Tsij45SudTPJHszU8-GLIGv06_MPPywb0Q/s1600/2010-4-21+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB8uStHqcFlTJlN-1u9dKZfS9z6b_EJuWbsEisdrkL3GWQUMCOSRLogg6U35hJvHSMaRkdzR9S_h-eMS5mEDU5lR2lenMJWjblale18j8x9Tsij45SudTPJHszU8-GLIGv06_MPPywb0Q/s320/2010-4-21+022.JPG" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Yum...carrots! First, I steamed them and then tried to puree them. The problem with the carrots was that I tried to put too many in there and ended up with huge chunks of baby carrots. It would be like finding pieces of fingers in your applesauce or something. I tried to fish them all out before putting them in the freezer, but I noticed today I didn't quite get them all. Oops! These were definitely more difficult to puree than avocados. I need to improve my skills for next time. I'm thinking about doing some green beans tomorrow and I'll be sure to 1) steam them with less water; 2) use the leftover water to make the food puree smoother; 3) use fewer veggies in the processor.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">If you have tips for making great baby food, please comment! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2508635074462536868.post-60728918999812227522010-04-26T23:14:00.002-05:002010-04-28T14:44:36.935-05:00Nifty Nappy OS Cloth Diaper Review<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZpThfTbPihIiIz3IX0gDygpbubgrDljvxLDH3L8Fn_S0gJ3pSzcO8ouAggMXzVp0_H04DtDCzZWZk2OXWKoSg3JQRPqClOxyStZHW-fbzh8Exw61m6zfpMek_XmZ_yfAI2r1PZmzyOr4/s1600/2010-03-18+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZpThfTbPihIiIz3IX0gDygpbubgrDljvxLDH3L8Fn_S0gJ3pSzcO8ouAggMXzVp0_H04DtDCzZWZk2OXWKoSg3JQRPqClOxyStZHW-fbzh8Exw61m6zfpMek_XmZ_yfAI2r1PZmzyOr4/s320/2010-03-18+008.JPG" /></a></div><br />
<b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Basic Information:</span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This diaper is made by a WAHM in Utah. They are available in 47 prints and solids! Some of them are so super cute, you just can't resist them! It comes with an absorbent insert made of hemp and bamboo velour. Click <a href="http://niftynappy.com/products-page/nifty-nappy/nifty-nappy-os-cloth-diaper/">HERE</a> to go to the Nifty Nappy website. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>How It Works:</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It is a one-size diaper with has waist snaps. There is no rise adjustment. However, we have never needed one. We started using this diaper when she was more than 10 lbs, so I do not know how this dipe would work on a small baby. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">You do need to use a diaper cover with it, because it is not waterproof. The outer layer is cotton knit, the middle layer is organic hemp fleece </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">and the inside layer</span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> is microfleece. You can lay the insert inside the diaper for extra absorbency. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Price:</span></b><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It is $22.00. You can purchase from the Nifty Nappy website or from a limited number of retailers. The first diaper that I purchased was several dollars cheaper because she did not sell diapers through other retailers at that time. Unfortunately for customers, her prices went up after the diapers became available in retail stores. However, I'm glad that business is good for her:) It's nice to see businesses you like prosper.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Our Experience:</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This diaper fits Baby A so well and I have to admit that I was surprised. I was skeptical about the fit since there are no snaps to adjust the rise, but it doesn't seem to make a difference. It is also the only snap diaper that I've really liked. You can actually cross the flaps across the waist!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> I really love this diaper for nighttime! I alternate this diaper at night with another diaper since we only have one. I usually add a second hemp doubler, just to make sure it doesn't leak. I use it with a pair of wool longies from Nifty Nappy and it's perfect! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Since it's hard to get them both washed to use every other night, I decided to buy another one yesterday. So although, I'm sad the price went up, I still bought one. Luckily, I found it on sale at one of the retailers and found a code for free shipping! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Features We Love</b></span><br />
<ul><li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The only set of snaps on the waist that I've found to properly overlap!</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Excellent, sturdy construction </span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Super Absorbent</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Adorable fabric selection</span></li>
</ul><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>The Downside:</b></span><br />
<ul><li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Fabric is fading...I guess all the washing is taking its toll:(<b> </b></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Too bad the prints get covered up:(<b> </b></span></li>
</ul><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>We Vote:</b></span><br />
<ul><li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Go-To Nighttime Dipe</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b></b><b></b>Mom's Fav</span></li>
</ul><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Overall Rating: 10</span></span></b><b> </b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Pictures in Use:</b></span><br />
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