Wednesday, March 31, 2010
These days especially more than ever, I am on the lookout for quick and delicious recipes, and this one's a keeper.
Thank you magic Orange Sauce! You are delicious in so many ways.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
It has happened a couple of times that when I go to click on comments to publish them, they disappear. SO, if you have been leaving comments that are not getting published, please do not take offense. They are just being eaten.
1/2 c. butter
2 c. sugar
3 heaping Tbs. cocoa
(boil together over stove 1 minute)
remove from heat, add:
1/2 c. peanut butter
1 1/2 tsp. vanilla
3 c. oats (I like to use old-fashioned)
Mix quickly and drop by spoonful onto wax paper. Let cool to set.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
As I was taking Rachel to bed last night, I looked down at her tiny little face gazing back up at me, and thought, "This face makes it all worth while." And I mean all of it. The woes of early pregnancy, the grueling task of labor, the complaints of my last post... everything. It is amazing how head-over-heels in love I can be with this tiny little person who's been in my life for only 3 1/2 weeks. If that's not a miracle, I don't know what is.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Noah was doing jumps off the speed bump when his training wheels BROKE!
So Daddy did the only thing there was to do, which was to take them off.
Riding alongside Dad.
ALL SMILES at the end of the day!
Good job, Dad, and great job Noah!
n 1: a stretch of turbulent water in a river or the sea caused
by one current flowing into or across another current
That is the word I am using to describe the way I feel this week. The post-birth high has well worn off and fatigue is creeping in like a riptide.
Three weeks is the amount of time it has taken for my body to fully realize the effects of little sleep and providing constant nourishment for a new person.
The mind is a little bit foggy. Before I had Rachel, I told myself that if I could just endure this time, it would pass, but now I am in the thick of it and looking for a way out.
I love time with a new baby, but I am more looking forward to a full night's sleep and a little more independence. I am not the type of person who does sitting easily, so this time is always a challenge for me. My patience grows a little more with each one, but it's still a struggle. I am a mover and shaker by instinct.
In a perfect world I would hold my baby in my arms all day, sleep when she sleeps, and have meals brought to me. But that is not real life with five children. Real life is cradling baby in one arm while pushing a vacuum with the other, or praying that Rachel will be content long enough for me to take a shower and put on make up.
Real life is knowing that there is never enough time, or patience, in a day. Real life is knowing that childbirth is a sacred, celestial event experienced in a mortal, terrestrial world. Real life is expecting that just when your baby does fall peacefully asleep on her own, your two year old will come barging in the door crying because one of her brothers just made her get hurt, and wake her up.
The author of a book I once read states that she believes hormones could be the bridge between the physical and spiritual world. That struck a chord in me when I read it, and has remained with me ever since. It would explain the elation a woman feels just prior to and immediately after giving birth. If that is the case, then I guess now is the time I am being released into a less heavenly sphere. Hormones in a mother, the same ones that are released in a "cocktail" to provide an optimum birth experience, decrease rapidly after birth and continue to do so over the six weeks postpartum.
I know all this and am okay with it, but sometimes knowing doesn't make it any easier. I know lots of moms who are a mere weeks away from giving birth, but as for now, I am in the trenches alone. This too shall pass, and I hope to be a better mother because of it. In the meantime, I'll continue to pray for just enough strength and patience to meet the demands of each new day.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
It really was a junkfest. The kids gorged themselves on cotton candy, ice-cream, and ring pops, and loved every minute of it.
I believe Ashlee made it to the top.
We ran into many friends there. Here is Ashlee with one of them:
This little girl slept nearly the entire time. I figure that even if she did wake up and cry, she knew she didn't stand a chance against the blaring music.
I believe one of the kids snapped this shot.
And me, sporting Forrest's shades.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Here is our youngest student in training:
This is what becomes of our dining room table in the mornings: a slew of breakfast dishes, cereal bowls, sticky, syrupy plates, school books, pencils, scissors, and papers.
Ashlee is working on memorizing all 50 states and capitals this year, and often times she'll include Jake in her drills. It's working, because he has quite a few memorized himself.
Our calendar and weather chart has been another one of our favorite visual aids this year. The kids are pretty good about keeping it updated themselves.
As for me, I love being able to bring my baby into the classroom. I'm sure she's learning through osmosis.
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Although I have never seen a single episode of Jon and Kate Plus Eight, I am thoroughly enjoying this book. I find it a bit difficult to read knowing that the happy couple has since split, but it is fascinating to get a glimpse into what life must have been like for two people who were handed a situation more trying than most of us could even fathom. Plus, it really helps me to put my situation into perspective. While reading this book, life with only one baby seems so... easy.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Afterward we headed over to the library for story time. Here's the clan:
Post-story time in their clover headbands:
We came home for a snack: my homemade version of Jamba Juice's Peanut Butter Moo'd. Smoothies are a big hit in our household.
Especially when they're topped with whipped cream and chocolate.
Ashlee's was the first to disappear. I don't think her lips ever came off that straw.
We dropped Ashlee off at piano practice then headed over to the park. Who could resist the park on a day like today? We are definitely feeling the spring fever.
Happy St. Patrick's Day!!!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Here are the four loads of laundry that have been staring at me from my bedroom floor since Saturday, waiting to be folded. Rachel was so kind as to nap in her bassinet long enough to give me the two free arms to do this. If I'm so fortunate as to be able to put them away I'll have room for the other four loads that are coming hot out of the dryer. Is this going to be my fate over the next several years...?
Sunday, March 14, 2010
pan-seared sunchokes and artichoke hearts with herb butter...
sauteed baby broccoli and radishes...
and a berry pie.
Meanwhile, the kids had fun making and eating chocolate bird nests (an early Easter craft.)
I am getting to the stage where I feel good enough to start easing back into some of the activities of everyday life. Today was our first day back at church, and it was comforting to be around so many familiar faces. Making dinner on my own feels like an accomplishment, especially when it's enjoyed with family (thanks Jeff and Barb!) I know I have a long way to go in my recovery and postpartum period, but it was good to have a day of "normal."
Saturday, March 13, 2010
The kids ran outside as soon as they heard his truck pulling up into the driveway.
This little one got about as excited as she could for her age. Forrest was surprised at how intently she looked at his face.
We're happy to have Daddy home. Even better, he came bearing gifts! He surprised us with Baskin Robbins. Honey, you know how to go after my heart...