You all know the phrase: When it rains, it pours. When you feel like you just can’t take any more sadness, heartache, trying news, bad luck, illness, it just piles on higher. This is the rainy season of our lives. I keep hoping for a break in the storm that just won’t come. I had said to Hubby, “I really can’t take anymore.” And then more came raining down on us. How do you find your way through the rainy season of your life? When you feel abandoned, forgotten, alone, how do you push through to find the rainbow at the end of the storm? I can’t even imagine what might be next for us. I don’t dare ask anymore, “What else?” Continue reading
They said a D&C was the best option at this gestational age. They said at 11 weeks the risk of bleeding with a natural miscarriage, or one induced by misoprostal, was high. They were especially concerned about bleeding at home because I had been on Lovanox shots again this pregnancy. They said going through labor and delivery, as I did with Baby Faith, could be very long because of how small Baby Aimee was. Everyone I talked to who had experienced miscarriages advised going for the D&C. So I did it. Continue reading
“Aw, she’s sleeping.” “Wait, is there a heartbeat?” “Noooo, not again!” I uttered all this within about five seconds on December 22 as I lay in the ultrasound room, anxious to see the healthy, growing baby we had seen on screen three weeks earlier. She should have been 13 weeks, but her lifeless measurements showed her a small 11 weeks. Continue reading
This year is going to be a purely home made Christmas. I was already leaning this direction, and then it became a necessity. A fellow blogger had been talking about the Handmade Christmas Gift Bootcamp, so I joined in on a special Black Friday sale and got excited about all the projects. I’ll be doing several gifts from the bootcamp as well as many Hubby and I have thought up on our own. Gift giving is going to be so much more fun this year as I see gifts opened that I worked hard on specifically for that person, rather than just finding something on a shelf that the receiver may quickly forget about. Continue reading
Each of my children has had food allergies as babies, and so I’ve had to learn how to feed our family differently. Little Man has a soy allergy, which means that I have to avoid soy as well since we breastfeed. Have you looked at your packaged food ingredients? Soy is in basically every processed food. Soy lecithin, soybean oil, soy protein…. Breads basically all contain soy. And so, with some encouragement from the Hubby, I dusted off the bread machine and started making our own bread. Continue reading
Hurricane Irma passed over a week ago and we are still picking up the pieces. In the twelve years that we’ve lived in Florida, this was our first major storm. It has been a crazy, emotional couple of weeks.
Little Monster loves to watch travel shows. At least once a week she watches PBS kids’ programming, which at 4pm EST switches to Rick Steves’ Europe. She says she likes the show because ‘she learns about places she can go someday.’ Last week as it came on and I was cleaning up the kitchen, I heard that they would be traveling to Poland, including the cities of Kraków, Warsaw, and a visit to Auschwitz. My ears perked up. Do I, as a mother to this tender preschooler, allow her to learn about some of the worst in human history? Or do I begin her education about race equality and our responsibility to love others regardless of differences?
I really thought that kidding would be the biggest learning curve in goat husbandry this year. I studied as much as I could prior to the big event. I collected supplies. I waited anxiously. But Serenade had her kids without a hitch. Everyone was fine. And then we started battling something, anything, non-stop ever since. Worms, anemia, hoof abscess, etc. The babies are just two months old, and I have had one heck of a crash course on goat health! Continue reading
Note: This post has nothing to do with the history of babywearing. This is purely my personal experience.
Before my first child was born, I knew I wanted to be a babywearer, although I didn’t exactly know what that meant. I shopped around online trying to figure out what the best carrier would be, and I put a couple on my baby registry. We got the K’Tan and I loved it. It was the perfect mix of the comfort of a wrap, without the intimidating miles (ok, meters) of fabric and the complicated wrapping. It kept my baby close and snug, and it had several carry options. Continue reading
The Dairy Goat Handbook: For Backyard, Homestead, and Small Farm
by Ann Starbard
Voyageur Press Continue reading