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You know how tired you get in your first trimester?  Does anyone else spend those weeks feeling like their personality dried up and blew away?  I have no imagination, no motivation, no personality.  I pity anybody who invites me to a party.  At least I won’t be throwing up on their floor.  Yes, the beans are still helping.  I spend all my time nauseated, but rarely cross that line to actual vomiting.  I’m thankful but also feeling an amazing tendency to whine about how I feel.  Isn’t human nature an audacious thing?

Due to my utter lack of personality – which I sincerely hope is temporary, because I’m even boring myself – I also can’t seem to think of much to blog about.

Your input is welcome in nearly any form:  Suggestions.  Requests.  Questions.  Guest posts.  A swift kick to the seat of gentle nudge to the other 5 members in this household who are supposed to be blogging.

Review: Bummis!

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Isn’t it cute?  Ours looks just like this, and the print made us coo and squeal when it arrived.  Even Bethany was pleased, patting her diaper all day to remind us that the cover was new and pretty.  We have plenty of simple, respectable diaper covers that do a perfectly adequate job, but the cute ones like this really make cloth diapering a pleasure!

We found our Bummis covers to be simple, well-designed, and effective.  We had no leakage problems.  They have gusseted legs, which I think are essential with prefolds.  They have laundry tabs, which we all should learn to use consistently.

I love the nifty crossover feature, which stretches the sizing by allowing you to cross the velcro tabs over each other.  Obvious and ingenious!

Based on name-brand recognition, I assumed that Bummis were the best and most expensive cover on the market.  I was pleasantly surprised to find that their prices are very moderate.

We also got a beautiful wet bag to hold used diapers and wet clothes.  When not in use, it takes very little room inside the diaper bag.  Once it begins to fill up, we can use the snap-strap to attach it to the outside of the diaper bag.  The triple seams and zipper closure keep odor, wetness and mess safely inside, and bag itself can be dropped right into the washer along with the contents.  For the first time in my married life, I am not using all the grocery sacks that come home with groceries.  I just might switch to reusable grocery sacks, a greener habit than I ever expected of myself.

But in spite of the solid quality, features and sheer cuteness of their products, where Bummis really shines is customer service!  I was committed to using cloth diapers but getting discouraged by our persistent stinky problem.  Even after several washes and rinses, even with plenty of sunning, my diapers still stunk.   The ladies at Bummis picked up on this and volunteered their time to help me find the problem.  They asked questions, offered advice, sent free PDFs on the subject, and persisted until we found the problem.  They are committed to helping their customers and making cloth diapering a pleasure.  This takes more than a cute cover, and they are willing to put out the effort.

disclosure: If you must know, I received these products free for review.  I requested them myself, because I really wanted them.  :)

No shampoo update: 7 months and counting

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It’s been a long time since I mentioned the no-shampoo thing (I just can’t bring myself to call it no-poo), because I’ve adjusted very well.  The initial adjustment was tough, but that was largely because of the learning curve and my horrible hard water.  Maybe somebody out there can learn from my experience and have an easier time of it.

There are a few pros and cons, but overall I think my hair and scalp are much happier and healthier.  Saving some money is a nice perk, too.

MY PRODUCTS

soda water

To prepare my soda water, I boil 2 quarts of water.  Then I turn off the heat and slowly stir in 1/3-1/2  cup baking soda.  Once it cools, I pour into a large empty dishsoap bottle.  This makes it easy to open and close, and easy to apply.  I keep this right in the shower, like a bottle of shampoo.  2 quarts is enough for at least 8 uses, even with my long thick hair.  For those with less hair, it would go much further.

Try just stirring together baking soda and water first.  If you don’t have freakishly hard water, you probably won’t need to boil yours like I do.  But if you find that your baking soda just sits like grit on your head instead of dissolving while the natural oils stay in your hair, try boiling.  The soda water should feel slippery rather than gritty, and the oil should just rinse away.

vinegar rinse

My “conditioner” is just diluted apple cider vinegar in a second dishsoap bottle.  I don’t measure.  I just pour ~1/2 cup in the bottom of a 1/2 gallon bottle and add water to fill.

White vinegar works too but apple cider vinegar seems to be milder and has a more slippery feel to it, so it leaves my hair feeling more conditioned.

MY ROUTINE

Most of the time I put my hair up when I shower.  About every 3 days, I decide my scalp is getting oily or dirty enough to benefit from washing.  On these days, I use  soda water to wet it down.  I don’t know why, but I find it works much better if I don’t wet my hair first with plain water.  Although my hair is long and thick, it only takes ~1 cup to thoroughly wet my scalp.

I don’t worry about the rest of my hair – that doesn’t really get dirty, and does gets plenty clean in the process.  I just wet down my scalp and scrub gently to work in the soda water.  I have a tendency toward dandruff in certain areas so I pay special attention to those areas.

After washing with soda water and rinsing with plain water, I squirt about 1 cup of this throughout my hair and gently work it in.  It should feel slightly slippery.  One more rinse and I’m done.  I’ve learned not to worry about lingering vinegar smell.  It dissipates as my hair dry.

PROS AND CONS

My hair used to be so oily that even 24 hours between shampoos was a little gross.  I had dandruff nearly all the time, only barely hidden by frequent shampooing and trials with dandruff shampoos.  At first I tried to go a week between washings.  That was simply too much, and made the transition harder than it needed to be.  Now I wash about twice/week.   For the first time since I was little, after 3 or 4 days my hair just looks shinier than usual rather than having an oil slick on top of my head.

I have found that the occasional flakiness I get now can be brushed away.  I think this is more of a natural shedding than the unhealthy scalp I had before.

My hair has a subtly different feel now, and I like it.  It’s a bit heavier and more substantial.  It feels thicker and is more obedient, even though I use absolutely no styling products.  This always reminds me of the old saying, “I just washed my hair and can’t do a thing with it!”  Now I know what they meant.  My hair used to be so soft and slippery that I couldn’t keep it in a clip – it just fell right through.  Now it’s soft but has some body to it.  It also looks shiny and healthy, with none of the flyaway-frizzies that I used to get when I skipped conditioner.  Weather affects it very little.  No static, no frizzies, no flathead.  Just normal happy hair.

One thing I don’t like is that the natural oils make my scalp attract dust and lint.  I have to brush more often to keep it clean, and my brush gets a white greasy residue and has to be cleaned frequently.  Yes, kinda gross, but I just remind myself that this is the natural oil designed to protect my hair from the elements.  Frequent brushing helps distribute this oil to keep your head of hair sleek and shiny.

At first I missed the fragrance of shampoo and conditioner, but I quickly realized that I can add my own fragrances by applying a dab of perfume oil or a spray of cologne to my hair brush.  The funny thing is, once I realized this I stopped missing it.  Just knowing that could seemed to stop me from feeling “deprived.”  I rarely remember to do it now.

I’m not one to jump in with every trend that comes along, and I thought this one sounded crazy when I first heard it.  Now I have to admit there’s something satisfying about not being dependent upon commercial shampoo.  It feels like the way hair is meant to be treated.  Once I quit stripping my hair daily, it became hard to think about going back.

Have you jumped on the no-shampoo bandwagon?

That boy makes us laugh

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Last week, Kaitlyn showed the boy a coin trick.

She started by asking if he wanted to see something cool, and of course he agreed.  She showed him a penny in the palm of her hand.

“Whoa!” he exclaimed.

“No, that’s not the cool part yet.  Watch.”  In the blink of an eye, the penny became a quarter.

Eyes wide with incredulity, he asked her how she did it.

“It’s magic,” she glibly replied.

His face fell and his tone suddenly became serious.  “God said not to do magic.”

I think she’s right

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Becca just came to me out of breath, straight from the henhouse.

“Mom!  I think one of the chickens is sick!”

me: “How do you know, honey?”

Becca: “She was still on the roost, and I was petting her and she was making a noise like this: wheeze! gasp! wheeze!  gasp! hack! hcckhpbbt!  And then wah-bam!  She fell on the floor.  And she’s still there.”

me: “I think you’re right.  She sounds sick.”

A reason to celebrate

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Kaitlyn is making apple pie.  Deanna is making sausage balls.  We’re excitedly running through the possibilities for dinner tonight – hopefully something heavy on the beans.

Can you guess what happened?

The appliance repair guy came today and fixed our oven, which has been out of commission for a month.  He’s been here enough times that he didn’t even blink when Bethany came sashaying out of the bedroom wearing her favorite new accessory: a pair of girls’ panties around her neck.  She seems to realize the need to dress up for company, and always pick the most colorful stripey-flowery ones she can find.  Picture?  No, ‘fraid not.  The girls might not appreciate that.  You’ll just have to use your imagination, unlike the appliance guy.

Beans. Bleh.

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If you’ve been reading our blog for long enough, you know I tend to blog less when I have morning sickness.  There’s a reason for that.

Beans for breakfast.  Beans for lunch.  Beans for dinner.  Lord, help me to be thankful for beans.

I blogged recently about the bean cure for morning sickness and I have to admit it really seems to be working for me.  At nearly 9 weeks, I have only thrown up once or twice.  This is absolutely unprecedented.  I know that the baby is still going strong because I’m tired all the time, my last pregnancy test was a fast strong positive, and I feel rotten if I try to eat normally.

I know it probably won’t work for everyone, but I have always thrown up a lot of bile.  If that describes your morning sickness, you should really give this a shot.

But I’m really tired of beans.  :)

First, because I was feeling so good, I tried to eat more normal foods with small servings of beans regularly throughout the day.  I felt rotten, even when I had plenty of protein.  Then I tried to stretch the theory by eating very low fat foods that are high in soluble fiber – apples, brown rice, lean meat, veggies.  That’s when I got sick.

Pinto beans seem to be the gold standard.  I tried black beans, but they were so heavy I felt very “ugh” after eating them.  Butter beans and garbanzo beans just didn’t sit well.  I still plan to try lentils, which have far more soluble fiber than pintos.

Now I’m back to beans.  Beans in the morning, beans at noontime, beans for dinner.  Maybe an apple or some salad, but no dressing cuz that makes me sick.  I’m thankful not to be throwing up.  I just need to keep reminding myself of that.

So how many ways can we serve beans without losing the low fat, high fiber benefits?

  • Bean soup
  • Bean quesadillas
  • Bean burritos
  • Tortilla chips and refried bean dip (I know, the chips will have some fat)

Now do you see why I tend to be quiet when I’m sick?  Are you really having fun here?  Me neither.  Let’s go read somebody else’s blog.  What’s your current favorite?

He’s got self confidence

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A few days ago, we all had a quiet giggle at The Boy.  Hubby had been teasing and tickling the girls a few minutes earlier, but now he was done.  He bent over the table and started typing on the laptop.

Perry Boy saw his chance and grabbed his dad by the back pockets of his jeans, wrapping his little legs around his dad’s big legs.   Dad continued typing, oblivious to the little monkey clinging to his legs, while Perry Boy yelled at his sisters:  “I’ve got him!  Come on!  Come tickle him!  I’m holding him for you!”

And then there were two…

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We met more bloggy friends on Saturday and sent them home with a registered Golden Retriever puppy, so now we have only 2 left – the 2 beautiful blonds that I thought would be the first to go.

We had a very fun visit with Jana and her family.  Perry disappeared with her husband Dan after lunch and we hardly saw them again, always a sign that things are going well.  The children disappeared first to the trampoline and then into the woods and we hardly saw them either, not always such a good sign.

They did reappear briefly to use the 3 Man Slingshot to shoot rocks off the deck.  This made me nervous, but I hovered about pretending to be a fun mom but actually watching to make sure they were using common sense and shooting their rocks in a safe direction.  They also came in to dive headfirst jump off the top shelf of our temporary bunkbeds.  Of course I put a quick end to that.  This whole “fun mom” thing only goes so far.

Unlike our visit with Jeri and her family, this time we actually remembered to take pictures!

Hello darlin’

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Heart attack #1

I had my first heart attack of the day a few minutes ago.
I’m out grocery shopping. At my first stop, I used the restroom. An employee had just finished cleaning and was leaving as I went in. It was quiet, and I thought the restroom was empty. I entered the stall and just as I sat down, I heard a man’s voice in the next stall!
“Hello darlin’…”
I nearly jumped out of my skin.
Then he broke into song:
“It’s been a long time…since you left me…”
It was a phone ringer belonging to the woman in the next stall.

Heart attack #2

Before I even had time to tell the kids that little story, I learned that a child who is begging me for anonymity had door-dinged the car next to us. This time it was more than just a bit of our paint – she chipped the paint off the other vehicle so that bare metal was exposed.  This is going to rust unless it’s repaired.

This is becoming a Friday tradition.  sigh.  Now I have another one of those little notes out there in the wide world.

updated to add:

Heart attack #3

Last week when I left my first-ever note of the sort, I didn’t hear back from the owner of the car.  This time, after a 3 hour delay, the owner called.

I knew it as soon as I saw the unfamiliar number on my cellphone, and I could hear my heart pounding as  I answered the phone.  She was very courteous as she introduced herself, and I thought she sounded just a little too business-like.  While I wondered just how much this was going to cost, she laughed and assured me that her 9yo car had plenty of dents and scratches from her grandchildren – she wasn’t worried about our little addition.

This was quite generous on 2 levels – her car looked pristine to me, but I wasn’t going to argue.  She said that she just called to thank me for leaving the note.  She went on and on about that part.  I won’t sing my own praises, but she certainly did.  It makes me a little sad that common honesty seems so rare that people praise it so lavishly.

But wait – common honesty?  As I was checking out at WalMart today, I saw the puzzled clerk ring up my green leaf lettuce as a Hass avocado.  Judging from the expression on her face she knew she had it wrong but decided not to care.  She bagged the lettuce and finished up my order.  Without thinking twice, I decided I didn’t care either.  I certainly would have spoken up if I were overcharged or if an item was missed, but who complains about being undercharged?  I gladly left with my $.25 lettuce and several other bags in tow.

Now I’m not so sure it was the right thing to do, but I know they would be puzzled and scornful if I tried to correct it after the fact.  In fact, doing so would probably cost them more in labor than it saved them, and I don’t know if I even have the receipt.  If there’s a moral here, I guess it is don’t hesitate to do what’s right, even in the little things. Sometimes you only have one chance to get it right.

That was a lot of work

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I’m tired just from watching the kids work the past 2 days!  They weren’t satisfied with what they accomplished Wednesday, so on Thursday they begged to be allowed to take down the other set of bunkbeds and move the dressers into the final bedroom.  In the process, we filled a 40 gallon trash bag with goods for the thrift store.  We also thinned our books a bit in the hopes of making room for the stragglers that are still scattered about the house.  We have 3 boxes to add to our For Sale page, and I took 3 boxes to the thrift store.  Now our library is complete – until we’re ready to build shelves on the walls and finish the floor.  Heh heh.  I’ll add it to my list of future unfinished projects.

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The bedroom is very similar to the final layout we have planned but of course the wooden bunks will extend nearly 11.5 feet instead of a measly 6 feet like the shelves they’re using now, so they won’t need the twin mattress on the floor.  We’ll also be finishing the floor, and maybe we’ll even get fancy and do baseboards and trim the windows like them-thar city folks.

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The living room is cleaner than it’s been in years.  It almost looks like it did when we first moved in, before we had to time to accumulate our current abundance of worldly goods.  Part of me wants to fill in that empty spot with a nice end table and fill the walls with family pictures, but part of me is reveling in the emptiness.

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At any rate, we seem to have done most of the prep work for our Great Idea.  Everything is moved, rearranged, decluttered – well, sort of… there’s a lot more we could do.  I’m glad we won’t have to tackle all of this when we finally get to build our beds.  I had no idea what we were getting ourselves into!  Hey, I wonder if we could keep the storage shelves against the opposite wall in the bedroom.  Then we would have room to sleep 12 children.  We’d be set for years!   Who thinks I’m getting a little carried away?

Crazy bunkbed update

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Well, it’s Wednesday and we haven’t started our crazy new bunkbeds yet, so I guess we’re not going to get it done this week but it’s not my fault! No, I’m not blaming morning sickness, though I might play that card soon enough.

Right now I’m blaming hubby.  Well, sort of.  He insists that we launch our 2 e-books before we start yet another project.  They’re already done.  We just need to add a few images and decide on cover designs and choose a final title for the cookbook, and…well, maybe we’re not quite done.  But we’re so very close and we really want to cross the finish line on that project!

In the meantime, we have a set of storage shelves that just happens to have the very dimensions we have proposed for our bunkbeds – 4 shelves, 2 feet wide, with 2 feet of headspace – so we’re taking down the bunkbeds in the middle bedroom and setting up the shelves in their place as a trial.

By the way, when I say “we,” I mean the children are taking down the bunkbeds.

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no-bed

The kids will take turns sleeping on the shelves to make sure that they have enough space before we start constructing the official wooden beds with hinged storage, etc.

Since the shelves will take so much less space than the old beds, we can also begin moving bookshelves into the middle bedroom, our future library.  If all goes well, our living room may feel far more spacious by the end of the day.  Or maybe the other bedroom.  Or my room.  I wonder how many bookcases we can fit in there right away?

books

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Oops.  We have a change of plans.  Or rather, a miscommunication.  The kids want to move as many bookcases as possible into the library right away and put the sleeping shelves into the bedroom where we will be building the wooden ones soon.   They’ll all start sleeping in one room tonight.  I’m ok with that!  It means I can get the shelves out of both the living room and my bedroom today!

It took them all of 20 minutes to assemble the shelves with no real assistance from me.

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progress

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And they couldn’t wait to pile on, even though it’s only officially room for 4 children.

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But I’m not quite as happy as they are.  Does your living room look like this?

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The bean cure

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Well, maybe I shouldn’t quite proclaim it a cure yet, but I’m certainly hopeful.  Remember this old post about the connection between morning sickness and old bile?  I thought the comments at the time were pretty evenly divided, but when I looked today they seemed very encouraging overall.

The theory as I understand it is old bile causes the nausea.  Bile helps us digest, but it also absorbs toxins and eventually becomes rather toxic itself.  This is because bile is recycled, picking up more and more toxins with each cycle unless it is passed with soluble fiber.  Pregnancy hormones cause the body to produce even more bile, compounding the problem.  The proposed solution is to eat plenty of soluble fiber, which binds with the bile and causes it to be passed instead of recycled.  Specifically, the proposed solution is to eat legumes, by far the best source of soluble fiber.

Even a few bites of beans will help with a wave of nausea almost immediately, and the relief can (Karen Hurd says) last 1-4 hours.  They should be eaten as often as necessary, starting first thing in the morning.  As an added bonus, Karen says that a woman with morning sickness typically won’t experience – well, that unpleasant little side effect of beans because she has so much bile to aid in digestion.

Now I have to add a bit of my own experience.  We normally eat beans once or twice/week, but have eaten them far more over the last summer.  I remembered the possibility that they might help with morning sickness, so as soon as I learned I was pregnant I made a point of eating at least one serving each day.

Based on the theory, it seems that there could be both a cumulative effect and an immediate effect.  What I mean is, it probably helps that I’ve been eating more beans this year, but eating them now should help too.

I know it’s early, but I have always, with just one exception, vomited and felt very nauseated all day long by this point in a pregnancy.  It was the same with The Boy as with all the girls. The only exception was with Bethany, but my hormones were running low with her: even though my midwife confirmed my dates, I was 7 weeks along before I got a positive pregnancy test with Bethany.

This time is different so far.  Until 7 weeks, I had only the mildest hint of nausea.  Over the weekend, I forgot to eat beans daily and began feeling markedly more queasy.  I don’t think it’s psychosomatic (all in my head) because I didn’t put the facts together until  a reader mentioned it.

Yesterday I ate 2 servings of beans and felt much better – again, the nausea was present but retreated to the background.  Today, I have tried to stretch the last cup of beans by eating just a bite or two whenever queasiness threatens.  So far, so good!  I’m having typical first trimester sleepiness, but almost none of the sickness that I have always experienced.

Needless to say, there’s a fresh batch of beans simmering in the crockpot.

And – ugh – I’m off to refill my mug o’ beans.

Who is your favorite fiction author?

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Mine is R. M. Ballantyne,  because he writes very interesting historical fiction that I can read for school and just for fun. He writes very descriptive  fast-paced stories. One of my favorites is Hunted and Harried because it is a story of the Scottish Covenanters.  Another is Gorilla Hunters, the story of three friends who go to Africa to hunt the mythical gorilla.

I think Ballantyne is one of the best historical fiction authors for young adults.

Joshua Phillips has a blog about Ballantyne, and he is running a poll on favorite fiction authors. He would like several hundred responses so please go to Joshua’s blog and answer his poll…

Morning sickness

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I object to the term morning sickness because along with most other women, it’s all day sickness for me.  But I’m not complaining.  In the past, I’ve always been deathly ill by 5 weeks, with just a few exceptions: with my miscarriages I had no nausea (or it disappeared just before I miscarried), and with Bethany it didn’t start in earnest until 7 weeks.

I’m now 7 1/2 weeks, and having only mild nausea!  This is a personal record.

I was thankful, but I have to admit that I was also getting just a little nervous.  I wasn’t fearful, but I kept wondering in the back of my mind if I was still pregnant.  All week, I fought the urge to drive into town and buy another $1 pregnancy test at The Dollar Tree, but when Friday came – grocery day – I found myself driving right past The Dollar Tree.  I couldn’t resist.  My stomach had been slightly unsettled for the past 2 days, but little doubts still plagued me.  I wasn’t really concerned, but I bought 2 just in case…well, anything.  In case one was inconclusive, or negative and I wanted another soon.

Once I had the tests, I had to fight the urge to run straight to the restroom at any of our subsequent stops.  I waited mainly because if there was bad news to be had, I didn’t want to get it there, like that.  Well, and I convinced myself that I really wasn’t concerned.  I was in no hurry to take the test.  I would probably save them for next time, or give them to my sister.  After all, I was a little queasy…I think…just a little…surely nothing was wrong.

But when I got home that evening, what do you think I did?  I grabbed the bag and bolted for the house.  Sixty seconds later, I was smiling and relaxed, happily putting away groceries.  Silly me.

Over the weekend, the nausea has strengthened to the point where I was eating Cinnamon Altoids every 10 minutes during church yesterday, but I’m still far from vomiting – and I’m still amazed and thankful that I am so far into my 1st trimester without any serious nausea.

I’ll do my best to be thankful for any and all nausea, but right now it comes easily.  Hurray for mild morning sickness.