Update on Life, Natural Pinkeye Remedy, Stress, and Tuna/Salmon Salad Recipe

Hello strangers!  Sorry I've gone MIA again.  I've entered a time in my life where stress has reared its ugly head and I'm trying really hard to find the balance amidst it all.  I've taken on a few too many projects, and I think all these projects would work out a lot better if I were tackling them about a decade later.  Because let's face it, taking on personal projects is reeaaaalllyyy hard to do when you have two small children to take care of.  Or for me it is, anyway.  I'm not a very maternal person, believe it or not, so honestly I think of all the stressors in my life, parenting is the hardest and the one getting to me the most.

Other than that, business has been BOOMING.  I have some amazing clients that I am soooo so grateful for.  One major thing I need to do business-wise is learn how to schedule time for my secretary (a.k.a. me), my bookkeeper (a.k.a. me), and my cleaning lady (a.k.a. me).  Sometimes I feel like all I have is a massage therapist on staff, as my files are piling up, my birthday coupons are weeks overdue to be sent out, and dust bunnies are nesting in my corners.  It's overwhelming I tell you!  Though, like I said, I am so grateful that this is the problem I have, being so busy.  It's definitely a good problem.

I've been doing an alternative market once a month too, which has been going very well.  I spend a the day (and some of the day before if I time it right) baking some of the recipes you find on this blog, as well as making pre-mixed packages of my paleo tortillas, cookies, and pancakes.  That evening I sell them at Market on Main in Red Bud, and I've gotten a lot of great feedback from my customers!  It's been very fun and rewarding, yet takes a lot of thought and planning making sure I get the ingredients I need as well as figuring up prices for my items.

Another project I've taken on is a 5k.  This idea started towards the end of last year when Justin and I were talking about the year a member of our community created a "Pay It Forward" run, which was an unofficial 5k that happened once a month, and she'd choose a different charity to donate to each time.  We'd donate whatever we felt like, she'd tell us the route, we'd take a group picture, and off we'd go.  Justin and I tried to make it to each one, and that was the year both of us were in our best shape.  We wanted to try to get back into running again, so I said how about we try to recreate the idea of the Pay it Forward run?  Not long after, Terri Liefer and I were talking about her new charity, Love Abby, in honor of her step daughter who's life was taken too early by a drunk driver.  The charity donates items to foster children in the local area, as well as homeless and women's shelters.  She said if I had any fundraiser ideas to let her know, so that's when I told her about my thoughts about a 5k.  It took off from there!  We're going to try to meet once or twice a month from April to October, and each time we'll collect items to donate to the Love Abby charity.

Maybe I'm biting off more than I can chew?  The first run is next Saturday, the 16th, and the only thing I have done is a 3.5 mile route planned out.  I intend to create a 5 mile route for bikers and more advanced runners, and a 1 mile route for walkers or novice runners.  I need to print maps, run copies of the printed maps, and create markers to put along the routes to direct people who don't do well with maps (or I'll just have to tell people to deal with it, ha).  But, at this point in time, I'm going to keep the routes the same each time.  So the next times, I wont have to think as much.  Just show up.

In amongst all this I'm still trying to keep my family eating healthy, manage the mundane tasks of homeownership like bills and cleaning and planning for the next projects we want to tackle with this new house, and raise these two lovely yet demanding children.  I've had to keep Harlee's karate schedule straight in my head, which I've screwed up a few times, and Elliot is at an age where I simply can't take him anywhere lest I go insane.  He refuses to talk at his ripe age of 20 months old (I could have full conversations with Harlee at this age), and lets me know with an adamant shake of the head that he's uninterested in vocally communicating with me, thank you very much.  And instead cries or whines or yells to communicate.  I'm so over it.

Natural Pink Eye Remedy

On top of all that, this has been the year of the pink eye at our house.  UGH it's relentless!!  What is up with that??  In case you're interested, I've cured it naturally every time.  But it seems like once I get rid of it, only three weeks later one of them will either bring another case home from school or daycare.  It's soooooooo contagious.  To treat it I put colloidal silver in their drinks, which is a natural antibiotic.  It's silver particles suspended in water, and bacteria cannot live on silver, and silver kills bacteria on contact.  I'm still working on researching how exactly that works, but I've known about it for decades and you can see it in action if you host a Norwex party.  I found this article, for starters, if you want to look into it yourself.  Anyway, I continue that a couple times a day until symptoms are gone. I follow up with lots of probiotics (I just break a capsule into their drinks), as you want to keep that beneficial bacteria thriving in your gut - that's what makes up most of your immune system!  I also use homeopathic eyedrops (they need to contain Euphrasia) 3-4 times a day until symptoms are gone.  Believe it or not, you can get these eyedrops at Walmart.  I've had it beat in no more than 3 days each time, usually it's gone within a day and a half.  If you choose to treat pink eye naturally in your own home, the rules according to our doctor are to wait 24 hours after symptoms have cleared up before returning to school or daycare.  I'm currently dealing with it again - Harlee brought it home from school and I had it kicked in a day and a half, but of course he shared it with Elliot, and I am still treating that.  That then messes up the schedule, as they have to stay home from school and daycare, which only adds to my stress with having to reschedule clients and find back-up to watch the boys (my mom has been a lifesaver).

So, that's where I am in life.  Not to mention it's getting nice out, so we've begun gardening, we've got lots of chickens, and we're getting ready to start landscaping and spend some tax return money on cabinets for our home office/mudroom (and hopefully get a little more organization into our lives).

Stress

One of these days (or weeks or months) I'm going to write a decent article about the effects of stress on our well-being.  Because I am totally experiencing that first-hand.  I've maintained a workout schedule, which amazes me to no end, yet I've been noticing the scale creeping up little by little.  Not cool! Especially after all the hard work I've put in to get it down!  I've been eating as healthy as I can, but I believe the stress in my life has thrown off some of my hormone production/transportation, as I've noticed with other symptoms going on.  I've been super bloated, feeling feeling fatigued during the day, I have a really hard time getting up out of bed in the morning, I'm craving junk food, my brain isn't firing on all cylinders, and I've been increasingly crabby despite the supplements I'm taking that I've always had success with.  I decided to start a mild cleanse.  I purchased a 14-day herbal cleanse kit from our local health store which basically contains two different herbal supplements to help detox your organs as well as a fiber supplement to help flush everything out.  I'm trying to focus on eating healthy during these two weeks as well as exercise regularly like I have been.  I'm on day 3 and already my fatigue is gone!  I actually got up with Justin at 5:30 this morning and did some basic stretching and yoga poses to start my day.  It felt really good!  Usually right about now I'd be ready to crawl back to bed for a nap and I'm still going strong!  I really hope I'm onto something!

It's almost time to pick up Harlee from school.  But before I wrap this up, I wanted to share a recipe with you, since it's been a long time since I've done that.  It's a tuna or salmon salad that I've made similar to my favorite chicken salad.  I've made it a few times both ways and it's been delicious every time!  I like to scoop some onto a bed of mixed salad greens and just eat it like that.  So good!

That's all for now, it was great to finally get to write again!  I miss this!  Hope you've been well, and I look forward to writing again!

Tuna or Salmon Salad

Sorry, can't come up with a more clever name.  It's got a lot of goodies in it!

2 cans tuna or 1 can salmon
1 boiled egg, chopped
1/4 cup real mayonnaise
1 tsp mustard (whichever kind you like)
1/2 tsp garlic powder
1/4 tsp salt
1/4 tsp ground black pepper
1/2-1 stalk celery, finely diced
1/2 small yellow onion, finely diced
handful of dried berries
handful of chopped pecans or walnuts
(I didn't measure the berries or nuts - just put however much you like in there, or omit completely)

Mix ingredients until thoroughly combined.  Enjoy!

Raw Honesty, and Alternative Devil's Food Cake

Well, I'm home today with a not sick kid, who happens to be napping right now, so I figured I'd take this moment to catch up on my blog a bit.  For those of you who check in and read this regularly, I'm sorry I've been MIA.  But, I do want to say thank you for checking in and reading what I post, and for the feedback you give me whether in emails or in person.  It makes me feel like I'm not so alone with my line of thinking.  Lately I've been feeling super lonely, so any of you like-minded friends out there, I could use a little extra love.  Justin sayin...

And that's why I've been MIA.  I've just felt sorta discouraged, like what's the point of posting this stuff?  My home remedies and whatnot, that is.  I know more and more people are checking out my recipes, which is super cool, and my first day of Alternative Market went over with flying colors, so that's awesome too.  But when it comes to eating healthy on a regular basis, or healing illnesses or ailments with natural remedies, or avoiding problems by watching our diet, it seems like I'm totally alone on that one.

RSV has been traveling around my boys' daycare, and we were afraid Elliot might have it as he's had the symptoms, which are mostly just common cold symptoms.  And basically that's what RSV is, the common cold, but it can be dangerous for babies and little kids if it gets out of control, and it can get out of control pretty quickly, which it did for my niece (who was playing quite a bit with Elliot the day she got it).  But it's super common, a lot of times it just goes undiagnosed because symptoms remain mild like that of a regular cold and there's no reason to go to the doctor about it.  I'm sure we've had it a ton of times.  Anyway.  It's super contagious, so I'm just keeping Elliot home away from the babies at the daycare, and preventing further spread to our family because I'm going away with my husband this weekend for my birthday and I would love to go guilt-free and not leave a sick kid with my parents!

I'm not sure if he's RSV positive or not, though.  We had him tested at our doctor's office (which is a horrible nasal swab!), but they don't keep rapid results tests there, which I didn't realize until after we did the swab.  Sorry Elliot.  We won't get results for a couple days, so what was the point of having it done, right?  They don't keep those tests there, though, because they'd expire before they got used, because that's not something they routinely check.  Because they treat people primarily homeopathically.  I'm among a certain group of people that don't go in looking for an ailment like RSV.  We think differently.  We take action differently.

And this whole thing has been yet another moment thrown in my face with flashing lights that I am very alone.  Because all the other daycare parents are getting their results for their kids within minutes and I have to wait a few days.  I was sent home with a homeopathic remedy to treat Elliot's cough, which should assist in preventing RSV symptoms from escalating if that is, in fact, what he has, and his cough diminished as the day went on and I used the remedy.  That's how it is every time I go there - we have an ailment, we get a remedy, it works.  On we go with our lives, no side effects, no complications to our organs because of foreign chemical substances in drugs, no damages to our gut flora (and in turn our immune systems) because of harmful antibiotics.  These doctors know what drugs can do to our insides, and they respect that they should be saved for worst-case scenarios.  They know that our around 80% of our immune system resides in our intestines, so antibiotics are also saved as a last resort, and probiotics are strongly encouraged.  They recognize the importance of diet to a healthy immune system and overall well-being, and recommend diet changes to assist in achieving optimum health.  They see the effectiveness of homeopathic remedies, which have been used for centuries, and they work.  It's amazing how they work.  And for those of you who don't know the difference between homeopathic and holistic/natural, there's a big difference, please look it up.  I'm not talking about crushing a plant with a mortar and pestle and making a tea.  That's not homeopathic.  This is homeopathic.  Make sure you know what I'm talking about.

So anyway.  I see this stuff work time and time again, so effectively and harmlessly, that I can't help but wonder, why is this not mainstream?  Why is this not conventional medicine?  Why oh why am I a minority?  Why would everyone willingly choose chemical drugs with potential side effects and put their organs at risk when there is a better way right here under their noses?  And I get so confused, wondering why I'm alone...

I've gotten to the point where I don't really talk much about my natural lifestyle in the open.  Still, a lot of people email me on a very regular basis wanting advice.  But it's getting frustrating because I don't know exactly what you're looking for.  I give what advice I can, what I would do in your situation, and I'm beginning to realize that what I'm suggesting - the things that are very normal to me - are totally "out there" for you.  And food is another thing - I'll find myself amongst people talking about the Fruit Loops they gave their kids for breakfast, and I'm trying to keep my jaw off the floor.  And I have to step back and say, No Jami, most people aren't aware that starting your day with processed sugar and food dye is a very bad idea.

And it makes me sad.  And I stop and have a moment of gratitude that I have the awareness that I have, and the open mind to continue to learn more and try new things that are safe, that I have the knowledge to treat the problems rather than the symptoms if we come down with any sort of ailment.  And I wish I weren't so alone.

Am I really that alone, you guys?  Or are all you natural lifestyle enthusiasts just keeping quiet in your own little world just like I've begun doing lately, and that's why I don't know about you?  I'm tired of being the crazy one for doing what I feel is safer and healthier for myself and my family.  I'm tired of being surrounded by people who just give into the fear tactics used by the medical field.  I'm tired of being surrounded by people who blindly trust their physician.  I'm not saying doctors or physicians are bad people, I know it totally sounds like that's what I'm saying, I know they're not, and I want to believe that a lot of them truly do care about your well being more than they care about their wallet, they just don't know how to treat holistically and weren't trained to do so.  They treat your symptoms because that's how they were trained.  Because that's the kind of world we live in.  You're willing to take drug after drug after drug to treat your symptoms and completely ignore the problem that your symptoms are trying to warn you about, and then you're willing to take on the side effects of those drugs that may have long term damages you'll have to deal with late into life.

I'm sorry, guys.  This is a depressing post.  I just wanted to share some honesty though.  And vent some frustration.  Because being alone in your lifestyle choices is very frustrating.  Like I said, I need a little love.  So if you don't mind, leave a comment or shoot me an email letting me know you care about my posts on here, you care that I share my first-hand experience with you, that you've learned something through all this.  I've got so much to share - more remedies for the common cold, how to heal pink eye, basic solutions for boosting the immune system safely, etc.  I know some people care, I've talked to you at my office and sent you on your way with information.  But sharing it here... I don't know.  I'm losing ambition to make my knowledge available to the public.  So please let me know if this blog makes a difference to you.  I'd really appreciate it.


In the meantime, the best way to combat the blues is chocolate, right??  I think so!  I whipped up this chocolate cake based on my cinnamon scone recipe, and made the icing from scratch, and it turned out amazing.  Harlee took a bite of it and moaned happily, it was so good.  Seriously, forget that these are "healthy".  Alternative, yes, as they're grain-free, sugar-free, dairy-free, and gluten-free, but they taste too good to be "healthy".  They're sinful.  I'm totally calling it a Devil's food cake.

Alternative Devil's Food Cake

1 ½ cups cashews (or 1 1/3 cups ground)
¼ cup arrowroot powder
Pinch of salt
1 tsp baking powder
2 tbsp cocoa powder
4 tbsp organic maple syrup
2 tsp vanilla extract

1 Egg

Preheat oven to 350 degrees and line a 9” metal cake pan with parchment paper.  Blend the cashews in a food processor until ground into a flour.  Add the remainder of the ingredients to the food processor and blend until smooth.  You should have a thick, sticky batter.  Pour into the parchment-lined cake pan and spread out toward the edges.

Bake for 30 minutes, then top with prepared icing.  Let cool, cut into wedges, and enjoy!

 

 

 

 

Chocolate Icing

 

1/2 cup coconut butter, softened

1/4 cup maple syrup

1 tsp vanilla

3/4 cup cocoa powder

1/2 cup almond or coconut milk

 

 

 Coconut butter works way better than coconut oil.  Oil would work just fine too, but you'd have to keep it cool as it can melt. 

Add all ingredients to a bowl and beat with a stand or hand mixer until thoroughly combined.  I found it easier to spread over a warm cake, as it melts and doesn't make the cake crumby.  Once cooled, it sets up well.

Everything in moderation, guys... Don't eat the whole cake...

The Power of Gratitude

Well, here I am again, it's been over a MONTH since I've blogged.  A MONTH.  That is unacceptable.  Okay fine I guess it has to be acceptable, because it happened.  But here I am, so let's do this.

I had a whole idea about Halloween to blog about (we had the best Halloween yet, by the way, it was SO much fun!) and never got to it.  Then I had this post that I wanted to write before Thanksgiving and never did.  But what can I say?  I'm living life.  Running a business, being part of a family - those two things in themselves are time consuming.  But it's a good thing to have that problem!  Life is definitely good right now.

Which brings me to this topic.  Gratitude.  I wanted to write about it before Thanksgiving, but really it reigns true throughout the year, throughout all of life, so anytime is a good time to talk about this.  But since I like to be all theme-y, I guess technically it's still within a week of Thanksgiving so I'm good, right? :)

This is SO TRUE.  This quote says it all.

Story time!

Granny would always  make comments about how I live a "charmed life".  She would ALWAYS say that.  And she's right, things have always sort of worked out for me.

My dad kind of set that foundation for me.  He got me started in life with the awareness that a positive attitude attracts positive things into life.  And I found it to be true.  But don't just think positive thoughts - BELIEVE them. And a step further from there, live as though you've already received what you're asking for.

And be thankful for it.  Be grateful.  Stop and honor what you've been given in your life, and more good will come.  More things will happen to you thank you can be grateful for.

And not just all the good things.  It's one thing to say "I'm grateful for my spouse.  I'm grateful for my kids.  I'm grateful for the roof over my head, the clothes on my back and the food on my table."  Finding silver linings in bad things and finding ways to be grateful for those can make a HUGE impact on your overall life and well-being.  I ALWAYS reflect on my gratitude for my learning experiences.  Yes, I agree with Granny that I've lived a charmed life, but it hasn't been perfect by any means.  But for that, I am grateful.  Here's why.

This post ties in with my post about The Other Side of Hardship, Depression, Pain, and Trauma.  But I'm going to dig a little deeper - perhaps you'll be able to relate to some of these experiences, or they'll help you to reflect on your own and find your own gratitude.

My first love (yes, we were only in like 8th grade but teenagers know what love is.  Granted, it's not the same when you're in your 20's, or 30's, or 70's, but it's love.  Just throwing that out there.) broke it to me that he was gay and it crushed my poor little teenage heart.  It was a huge struggle for both of us - him with his confusion and realizing he may have to face a lifetime of persecution just to be happy, and me having to come to terms that we can't be together, and I have to be open-minded and accepting of his lifestyle, which was completely foreign to me.

I learned to love and accept people.  If it weren't for him I wouldn't be as open and accepting and understanding as I am today.  Everyone has a journey.  Everyone has a story.  Everyone has battles.  I accept everyone for them, no matter who they are or what they're battling, or if it even makes any sense to me.  For that I am grateful.

I've been stabbed in the back, and nearly lost a job over it.  I had to learn not to harbor anger and resentment.  Life ended up working out for the better for me, as life usually does when struggles arise.  For that I am grateful.  It taught me to be cautious with my trust. Sometimes maybe a little too cautious... And I also had to learn forgiveness.  That's a hard lesson to learn.  But for that, I am grateful.

I've been in an emotionally abusive relationship, without even realizing it.  I was trapped for nearly two years, unable to see what it was doing to me.  I finally got out of it, and realized the importance of protecting my emotions and listening to my heart.  I had a bad feeling about it the whole time, I just never tuned in and listened and instead made excuses.  I know better.  I tune into my gut instincts, and I've developed my ability to understand what my heart is telling me.  For that I am grateful.

I've been the victim of huge misunderstandings founded in jealousy, close-mindedness, and lack of empathy or flexibility or willingness to change or stretch.  Another lesson in forgiveness, and a reminder that everyone has inner demons and personal weaknesses.  I can choose to either get sucked in with them, or let them travel their own journey.  I have the choice.  For that I am grateful.

I've fallen in love with someone still battling inner demons.  I was about to leave when a good friend gave me some sage advice that has stuck with me to this day, and I will share it with you:

"When you pray, what do you ask for?  What kind of person do you want to be?  What kind of qualities or characteristics do you want God to give you?"

And I thought about it and then said, "Patience, strength, courage..."

To which she said,

"Isn't that what you're getting from this experience by being with him? Isn't that the kind of lessons he's brought into your life?"

God (or Universe, or Spirit, or Source, whatever you want to call it) can't just GIVE you the qualities you want in yourself.  You have to earn them and develop them.  That's what you're here for!

I went back with patience in my heart and a new readiness to forgive and give it one more chance.  We both were willing to put in the work, which we did, and we made it through, stronger and more connected than ever before, and we're married today!  For those hardships, for his personal battles and how they affected us, I am grateful.  And he's amazing - through all of that, he grew in his own strengths - patience, forgiveness, understanding, and perseverance.  For that, I am very grateful.

I poured my heart and soul into my desire for a home birth with Harlee, who resulted in a hospital transfer and c-section, followed by the darkest days I've ever experienced in my life.  It left me questioning if my "charmed life" was all just a sick joke played by the Universe.  That there's no such thing as "think positive and positive things will happen."  Even though my entire life has proven otherwise.  I lost all faith and trust in everything I once believed in.  That is a very scary place to be.

But I made new friends through my search for support.  I strengthened friendships with people I didn't realize had gone through similar experiences.  I was led to discover fitness, and then healthy eating habits.  My life changed physically and I regained confidence and most of my happiness.  I then "stumbled" (divine intervention at it's finest, I like to believe) upon a therapist who led me even further into my journey of self-discovery.  I grew stronger.  I developed awareness, stronger consciousness, and I was more "tuned in" to myself and the world around me.

Which, interestingly enough, is everything I wanted before.  I used to want more awareness, higher consciousness, and connectedness.

The sage advice my friend gave me came around again.

I earned those characteristics and strengths.

And so, for the trauma of Harlee's birth and the darkness that followed, I am SO grateful.  Eternally grateful.  I could cry just thinking about how grateful I am.  I never EVER thought I'd be saying that when I was in the midst of the darkness.  But it's restored my faith in life and the Universe, that EVERYTHING happens for a reason.  And the worst of things that happen, if you handle them properly, can turn into the best learning experiences you'll ever get in this life.  And the person you can become when you rise from the ashes is more amazing than you ever dreamed you could be.

For my friend's advice that stuck with me, I am grateful.

For the people that came into my life "by chance" when I needed them most, I am grateful.

For my restored faith in the Universe, and my trust that good things happen when you think positive, I am grateful.  But also for the realization that you do get what you ask for, but sometimes you have to put in the work too which can turn out to be pretty difficult, I am definitely grateful.

Gratitude.  It's huge.  It's what makes the who positive attitude "Law of Attraction" thing work.

Now, every day I express gratitude.  Especially for the little obstacles that later unveil their reason for happening (which is always SO cool).  Like the other morning, I was about to head out the door when Harlee said something that reminded me I forgot something inside.  I felt gratitude for Harlee's comment. I went inside to get it and realized I left the fireplace on.  "Yikes, that could have been bad!" I thought.  I took a moment to feel gratitude for the fact that I forgot something that required me to come back inside and see that I needed to turn the fireplace off.  Call it a guardian angel, call it God's protection, call it coincidence, but I call it the law of attraction in action.  The more gratitude I express, the more things come into my life to be grateful for.

Try it!  What are you grateful for?  Of course you're grateful for your family and friends, your job and your home and your well-being.  But stop and think about where you've been in this life.  Everything that happened to you that brought you to where you are today.  Who are you because of it all?  How was your life made better because of the things that once made it worse?  Life is filled with learning experiences and opportunities to make the rest of your life absolutely incredible.  Seize them with gratitude and enjoy the ride!

Breastfeeding: A Love-Hate Relationship

While I'm on the subject of TMI (did you read my last post about yeast infections? lovely...) and now that my breastfeeding days have drawn to a close, I've decided to talk about it.  I want to share my honesty, as well as personal advice for other BF mamas.  If you're a hardcore breastfeeding advocate, you may not like this post a whole lot, but I encourage you to read it regardless.

I want to talk both about the emotional aspects and the physical aspects of breastfeeding.  I'll start with physical.  I don't know enough about it to give much in-depth advice, believe it or not, but I'll cover what I do know here, so if I miss something you'd like more information about then get in touch with a lactation counselor, or check out La Leche League either online or find your local group, or KellyMom.com has good info too.

Breastfeeding has, thankfully, been easy for me.  Which is why I haven't done a whole lot of research on it - it's just something that came naturally.  I can imagine how devastating it must be for moms who can't or who struggle - it seems as though their emotions somewhat match the emotions I had after my c-section with Harlee and I was left feeling broken and defective.  You feel like you failed yourself and you failed your child and everyone looks at you as a failure.  I honestly don't believe ALL women can do it.  Difficulty is something women faced throughout history.  Ever heard of a wet nurse?  She's a breastfeeding mom who nurses the child of a mom who couldn't do it.  I don't know what the reasons are for not being able to, but if you're one of those women, it's okay.  You're not defective.  Of the women who were unsuccessful, however, I do believe a lot of them could have done it with a proper support team and the proper information provided to them.  Which is another reason to get in touch with a lactation counselor or La Leche League.  If you're relying on a breastfeeding class provided by your hospital, you're probably not going to get a whole lot, sorry.

Like I said, I've had a pretty smooth breastfeeding experience.  With Harlee I didn't have much of a clientele built up at work so I was able to leave him for short periods of time with my mom or grandma and come back to feed him without needing to pump in between.  I'd still pump just to make sure I was producing extra in the event I did need to leave him longer, but otherwise this set-up worked well.

Breastfeeding is a supply-and-demand kind of thing.  If there isn't a demand, your body will supply less and less.  If there's more of a demand, your body will do what it can to keep up, provided you're well hydrated, healthy, and other factors like stress or illness or medication don't hinder you.  Nursing the baby directly produces more than just strictly pumping, too.

When both my boys were born, I felt like I was producing enough to keep up with quadruplets.  It was crazy.  Within a month or so it regulated, though, and I wasn't feeling constantly engorged nor was I drowning them every time they ate.

With Elliot I was at work a lot more than I was with Harlee, so I pumped more regularly.  It's definitely been a different experience.  I had to make sure I scheduled time between every two-three clients to sit and pump so I could keep my supply up.

I noticed when I started working out a lot more intensely that my supply seemed to start waning, and I was getting a bit nervous about it.  Then one day at personal training I got a charley horse in my leg and I suddenly remembered I had been forgetting to take my salt sole in the morning!  I started taking it again and that day and all the days following my milk supply increased more and more too - I'm definitely thinking there's a connection!  Yet another amazing benefit of balanced trace minerals in the body...

More Ways to Increase Supply

Salt Sole, which I mentioned above.

Fennel essential oil, which I used with success.  I diluted it with coconut oil and rubbed it on topically.

Mother's Milk tea is also a good option, but I'm not an avid tea drinker enough to be able to say whether I think that works for me or not.  It's worked for other moms though.

Fenugreek supplements are another good option, which is the primary component of the mother's milk tea.  I can't speak from personal experience, but I do know a few moms who took this with success.

How To Decrease Supply 

Peppermint essential oil.  It works like a charm.  I'll share the story about my final days of breastfeeding Elliot below, but basically the last couple days I was feeling slightly engorged as my body was still trying to keep up with night feedings, which weren't happening anymore.  I diluted some peppermint oil with coconut oil and rubbed it on where it was the sorest, and within minutes I was feeling relief.  That stuff will dry you up, so if you don't want that, then avoid it.

The Good...

Breastfeeding has some incredible health benefits for you and your child, and gives them such a great start to life.  There's no way I, personally, would have chosen not to do it.  You're passing along your antibodies to support your baby's developing immune system, as well as providing them with complete nutrition and beneficial fats, carbohydrates, and proteins to help them grow and develop.  There are a lot of good formulas on the market, but nothing holds a candle to the power of real breastmilk.

If you do need a good formula, I recommend Nature's One Baby's Only Organic Formula. A friend of mine told me about it, which she used for her baby, and I looked into it myself.  They promote it as a toddler formula because they encourage breastfeeding for the first year, but according to the company it can be used for infants and babies.  I really think this is one of the best products out there.  Please don't just feed your baby anything if you find you can't breastfeed.  That first year of their life is SO important as they develop, so nourishing them properly is HUGE.  Food is medicine, people.  I will say that over and over and over.  Feed your new developing baby the best, and give them the best start in life that you can.  They're fully dependent on you for that.

The Bad...

Now let's talk about the emotional aspect.  Sometimes (or most times) I can totally see why people choose not too.

'Cause at the same time as it's wonderful, it also kinda sucks.

This is just my personal opinion about it.  Not everyone thinks it sucks.  A lot of people absolutely LOVE it.  And I did have a lot of moments when I held my sweet little guy, feeding him with the nourishment that I produced, that MY body made for him, and was mystified by that bond and how incredible this experience actually is.  It's pretty amazing when you think about it. But that was only hit or miss in the comfort of my home.

There's still mixed feelings out there on the subject of nursing in public, and I like to respect the fact that it does make some people uncomfortable, so I'd either try to do it in private or I'd cover up (unless we're friends or relatives, in which case get over it :-)).  So that meant when my baby was hungry, I was either sitting all alone with him in an out-of-sight area feeling completely secluded and anti-social, or I'd be covered up and he's hot and uncomfortable and can't eat steadily and ends up causing me discomfort and then he's crabby and then I'm crabby and it just goes downhill from there.  Can't really win.

Then there's my husband, who meant well, but seemed to think that any time Harlee or Elliot was cranky or fussy that I should "give him some boob" (yeah that's the kind of crude language we use, don't judge! :-)).  Which means I'm expected to stop what I'm doing to see if that's what he really does want, and then I'm enslaved to the couch or wherever I happen to land with him.  And I feed on demand, I feel that's best when they're that little, I don't really believe you can "schedule" a baby with something like this.  But that makes things unpredictable.  Sometimes he eats all the time.  Sometimes not.  Do I have time to start laundry or dishes without getting interrupted? Can I have my friends over to work out without having to stop to take a nurse break? Can we go out to eat as a family and I can actually sit and enjoy a meal from beginning to end without at some point having a baby attached to me?

"Oh but it's such a beautiful bonding experience," they say.  "They're so precious, and what a miracle to be able to feed your baby with your own body, what amazing creatures we are!" they say.

Yeah yeah, I just said that a few paragraphs ago.  And yes, I would usually agree with that.  Like going to bed at night and all is quiet and he really is just so precious and we are bonding.  Or when I don't have things to do that I don't want interrupted. Or we're not out in public and I'm not distracted with the thought of "am I offending anyone?"

Once Harlee was on solids, I went down to only nursing him at home - at naptime, right before bed, if he'd wake up in the middle of the night, and first thing in the morning.  It was great, but there were moments when it was more of a nuisance.  And sure, I hear all the statistics of how we're supposed to nurse our babies until at least two, but I'm sorry, there ain't no way :-|.

I know I may risk getting judged for saying that, and I understand because I honestly used to judge people who wouldn't even TRY breastfeeding - I mean I know it's hard but it's sooooo good for your child.  But then a friend of mine voluntarily quit breastfeeding her daughter between 3-5 months (I can't quite remember the actual age).  She was stressed out with pumping at work, trying to balance it with her schedule, and maxed out.  It changed my outlook.  She shouldn't be expected to just suck it up because she's doing what's best for her child - no, in fact, finding ways to reduce stress in her life was what was best for her child, and if it meant breastfeeding had to go, then maybe it was better for her daughter to be on formula than stressed-out breastmilk.  I felt she was doing the right thing.  And I looked at the situation with a more open mind from there on out.

I'd still find myself placing a little judgement on people who didn't even try though.  Until I talked to a few more people and learned that they were just looking ahead realistically - it just wouldn't fit in their work schedule and made more sense if they just didn't even start, rather than risk stressing themselves out over it by trying to make it work.  I believe it's important for babies to have moms with as little stress as they can manage, and being a mom is so stressful it's ridiculous anyway (in my opinion), so I support moms when they recognize stress factors and do what they can to eliminate them.

And now, since being more of a working mom with Elliot than I was with Harlee, I totally saw breastfeeding as being a stressor more so than a joy.

Why didn't I stay at home more, since I have the liberty of making my own schedule?  Because I love my job and wanted to be there.  Being at home too much makes me crazy, which takes us back to the topic of stressed-out moms.  I took two months off after having Elliot.  I was definitely feeling a bit crazed by the end of it.  I wanted to be back in my own familiar environment, doing what I love, and feeling more connected to ME, which happens to be at work.  Some women are cut out to stay at home with their kids, and have the patience for it.  I am not one of those women.

Breastfeeding made me feel confined.  It made me feel stifled.  I don't do well in those kinds of situations.  

Drawing to a Close

I'm proud that I did it.  And I'm grateful that I could do it.  But I was also glad to be done, both times.  Harlee officially stopped nursing at 18 months, and I was glad to be done.  He conveniently started sleeping straight through the night at that point too... interestingly enough...  Elliot actually seemed to prefer solid food over breastmilk, and around 10 months old he started refusing bottles or cups of it when he was with babysitters.  I nursed him inconsistently until he was a year old, then went down to just naptime, bedtime, middle of the night, and upon waking in the morning.  Soon naptime phased out, then a couple of times when I was out late for whatever reason and Justin put him to bed, the bedtime feeding phased out.  He's now 15 months old and I'm no longer nursing him at all, and he's actually sleeping through the night now in his own bed.

The first two nights in a row of this, I started getting slightly engorged, as my body was still used to producing enough to feed him every night.  I was almost tempted to nurse him one last time, as the realization set in that this is it.  I'm done.  I'll never nurse a baby again.  I'll never cradle him in my arms and feed him the nourishment that I made myself, to help him grow, or to comfort him if he's upset.  He's a big boy now.

This was a slightly bittersweet feeling...  As I guess all ends of chapters are.  But definitely more sweet than bitter.  I didn't nurse him one last time.  I like that the relationship ended without me knowing it.  I rubbed the peppermint oil on, and moved forward.

Enjoying his "special" chocolate milk

I do have a lot of expressed milk stored up, which I give him occasionally mixed with almond milk and sometimes a little Barlean's Greens Chocolate Silk (he really doesn't like it plain, trust me, he gets really mad and makes horrible faces), so he's still getting something, but I'm free of the "shackles" that I felt breastfeeding was more often than not.   My stress levels are lower, I feel more like myself, more "normal", which makes me a happier person, and that, in my opinion, is what's most important for my kids.  I have no problem with breastfeeding for as long as you want.  I do have a problem with moms judging other moms about it.  And I do encourage moms to do what makes them the happiest, because that, ultimately, is what's best for their children.  This is how I personally feel about it, and I just wanted to be honest with you, and let you know it's okay to feel however it is you feel about it.  Do what you need to do to make you happy, and your kids will benefit from that.  And that's what makes you a great mom.

Natural First Aid Kit and Homemade Toothpaste (And Fire Ant Rescue Salve...)

Now that's an odd title... But, interestingly enough, it's true!

I've been eager to write this article but I couldn't remember the exact recipe for my toothpaste, which I wanted to share with you, so I had to make another one up and make sure I got it right.

We took a family vacation to Myrtle Beach the last week in July and drove down in two days.  We had an awesome time - the boys loved the beach, we got some good quality family time in, everyone did great in the car, and we got to tour a really neat cave on our way back.  As for personal experiences, I was pretty tickled with the fact that this was quite possibly the only vacation I came back from that I didn't weigh more than I did when I left.  I packed coolers with lots of healthy foods (turkey, lettuce for wraps, pickles, carrots with homemade ranch dip, fresh cherries, etc.) and we stopped at rest areas to eat lunch on our way there.  This also helped us save money too since we didn't have to eat at so many restaurants.  I also skipped breakfast on some days to help prevent me from consuming too many calories on days that I knew weren't going to be as healthy, and I did notice I felt pretty good those days.  Check out my last article about Intermittent Fasting for more information on that.

Before we left I packed my natural first aid kit.  The only item from a typical Western pharmacopeia was ibuprofen, which we fortunately did not need.  I tried to think of everything we might need as far as common ailments go, and I think I did pretty well.

Natural First Aid Kit

I know I've written about this before but I've added to it and changed some things.  Here's my original post about a traveling first aid kit, but now that I'm no longer with Young Living I've changed a few things (there were a few YL oils in the first one).  Here's what I brought on this vacation:

Olive Leaf Extract: It's a preventive measure, it strengthens the immune system to help fight off something you may have already caught or are dealing with, the health benefits are endless.  This is our go-to whenever we come down with something.

Papaya Enzyme: Great for indigestion and settling an upset stomach.  They're chewable, taste waaaaay better than Tums, and are safer for you too.  Harlee loves them, we call them "tummy candy".

Arnica 30X or 200C: Homeopathic remedy for muscle aches and pains.  Definitely necessary if someone falls or hurts themselves.

Ipecacuanha 30X: Homeopathic remedy for nausea and vomiting.  Don’t wanna be doing that on vacation!  Settles the stomach and keeps ya going!

Nux Vomica 30X: Another homeopathic remedy for stomach upset, especially from overeating.  We all know that happens on vacation.

Chamomilla 30X: A very calming homeopathic remedy.  I wasn't sure how the boys, especially Elliot, would adjust to sleeping in a new environment and being away from home so this was good to have on hand.  Luckily we didn't need it.

Homeopathic Eardrops and Eyedrops

Coconut Oil: To mix with the EOs listed below:

Lavender EO: Still one of my favorite essential oils due to its versatility.  Calming and soothing to the nerves to help with sleep, very healing for bumps and bruises or burns, can work as a bug repellant, and takes the itch out of bug bites.  It's also a natural antihistamine, so it's great for allergies too!

Tea Tree EO: This is a great disinfectant while being safe for kids (most EOs are not safe for little kids, please be aware of that).  So it's my go-to for wound cleaning and healing.

Peppermint EO: In case Mom or Dad get indigestion.  Peppermint is not safe for little kids, we use papaya tablets if Harlee gets a tummy ache, or a homeopathic remedy for Elliot.

Germ Fighter EO blend (Plant Therapy, it's equivalent to Thieves or OnGuard): A powerful immune system booster and helps ward off illness.  Not safe for kids, though if we're dealing with something severe I'll dilute it with a good amount of coconut oil and put it on their feet or back.  It helps, but I only use it sparingly and usually as a last resort.  It's got some powerful oils in it and should be used with caution.

Aloe Vera Gel: For sunburns

Natural Sunscreen: I used Blue Lizard, and I'll probably write about sunscreen one of these days, as the conventional stuff just isn't good for you and could potentially cause you just as much skin cancer as too much sun exposure could.

And Homemade Toothpaste.  Which would originally have been put in a personal care category but it made it to the natural first aid kit list because it pretty much saved the day.

Homemade Toothpaste

First of all, why did I make my own toothpaste?  Well, I've decided it's best to save the answer to this for the next post, because it's a topic in and of itself covering a lot of different areas from fluoride to plastic to carcinogenic (cancer-causing) substances.  Lots of stuff I don't want in my mouth, or in my family's.

Please take the time to read that post when I get it published.

Homemade toothpaste is pretty easy to make!

Here's my recipe:

1/4 cup coconut oil (I used refined because I don't really care for the flavor of coconut in toothpaste)
1 tbsp baking soda
1/2 tsp Bentonite clay
1/4 tsp colloidal silver
1 packet stevia powder
~5 drops of pure spearmint essential oil (I don't get caught up in the hype of the multi-level marketing EO companies.  Young Living and DoTerra are just fine, but I'm happy going the more inexpensive route and ordering from Plant Therapy.  Mountain Rose Herbs is another company I've heard good things about too, but there are plenty more out there to choose from.  Keep an open mind when it comes to EOs!)

I mix all that together in a small mason jar and either dip into it with my brush or use a pallet knife (or Elliot's spoon) to scoop some on.  I love how clean my teeth feel when I use it too - it's fabulous!

What's the Bentonite clay for?  Well, it's a mild abrasive, so it's great for scrubbing the teeth and gums and whitening teeth, but it's also a very absorbent clay.  It has the ability to attract and absorb toxins in the body, including fluoride and heavy metals, and allow them to either pass through the digestive system if you take it internally (look for calcium bentonite clay for that purpose).  I'll fill you in on the benefits of taking bentonite clay internally in a later post.  But absorbing toxins in the mouth is definitely a good thing!

And what about the colloidal silver?  Bacteria can't live on silver, and silver in turn kills bacteria it comes in contact with.  Ever heard of Norwex cleaning supplies?  Their cloths and products have silver woven into the fibers, which allows you to clean contaminated surfaces just with water, no chemicals!  It's great to use as a natural antibiotic when you're sick, and I definitely like adding it to my toothpaste both to keep bacteria from living in it, and to kill the bacteria in my mouth.  Win-win!

Why is this in my first aid kit?

So on our second day of travel, we stopped at a rest area in South Carolina for lunch.  Harlee wanted to try to climb a tree, and just as he stepped at the base of the tree, he started SCREAMING.  It was awful, but we couldn't figure out what the problem was.  Justin picked him up and we immediately both saw quite a few ants all over his foot.  We both started brushing and swatting them away, all the while Harlee was clearly in a lot of pain (he wouldn't stop screaming and we were attracting a lot of attention from passers-by).  Luckily I had Elliot strapped in his stroller so I didn't have to worry about him wandering off.  I carried Harlee back to the car where I fortunately had my first aid kit in an easily accessible location.  He was still crying quite a bit, but had at least calmed down enough for me to figure out what to do.  I asked him what the pain felt like, if it was a burning pain or stinging pain, and he said it burned.  I was thinking all along that I was pretty sure these were fire ants.  I immediately put a few drops of lavender and tea tree oil on his foot with some coconut oil.  Lavender is good for burns and insect bites, and it's also very healing.  Tea tree is disinfectant, so I put that on there to be safe.  I also rubbed some aloe gel on his foot as well, just in case that helped with the burning.  He was still crying, but he said it was starting to feel a little better.  But I guess another burst of pain kicked in because he started screaming and kicking again, and that's when I saw my homemade toothpaste.  A lightbulb went off - it's got everything in it!  The coconut oil is healing and soothing, the baking soda is neutralizing for stings and burns, and the bentonite clay draws out toxins.  I started slathering it on his foot like it was going out of style, and that's when he finally relaxed.

After rubbing some oils on, before my lightbulb moment

I got him buckled into his car seat, transferred the first aid kit to the front seat with me, Justin had already buckled Elliot in and ready to go, and we hit the road.  Harlee did start complaining that it was burning again about five minutes or so down the road, so I slathered on some more toothpaste and a little lavender oil, and he relaxed again.

Left: you can see the bumps have gone down.  Right: Slathered with toothpaste

He fell asleep, and when he woke up he said it didn't hurt anymore, and he never mentioned it again for the rest of the trip.  I did look up information about fire ants, and I'm pretty much 99.9% certain that's what got him.  They're pretty prevalent in the south east, they attack anything that steps on their nest, and they don't stop stinging until you get them off of you.  The pain burns too, like he described.  Ugh, poor Harlee...

The next day at the hotel - bumps are still there, but he said they didn't hurt!

Apis is now added to my first aid kit, which is a homeopathic remedy for stings and swelling, and the toothpaste is coming with me anytime we travel from now on, not just for oral hygiene, but for any potential cases like that fire ant attack too!  Hopefully we never need it again, but thank goodness it was there.  And thank goodness I thought to use it!

The Family Mealtime Illusion and Honey Lemon Chicken and Shrimp Pasta

So I talked about emotional eating in a somewhat-recent past post.  There's another component to emotional eating that just dawned on me after that Ive been exploring and want to talk about here.

It's the cultural ideas planted in our heads about food.  I, like a lot of people I'm sure, was raised with family meal time every night.  Mom had dinner done at a certain time, and we all sat down at the dinner table as a family and ate.  It's supposed to be family bonding time, and I've even read studies that show that kids who are raised with family meal time actually do better in school and stay out of trouble in their teenage years.  Why?  Because that's the one time in the day the family gets to sit down together as a whole and talk to each other.  Make the kids feel important, make them feel like mom and dad are interested in them and want to know how their day went and anything like that.  It makes sense!  And I and my siblings all stayed out of trouble, so maybe there's something to that...  So ever since Harlee started eating meals I felt eager to establish a specific dinner time that we all sat down together and form the habit of discussing our day and making everyone feel important and loved.

And I was met with great frustration.  If Justin wasn't working late or on night shift, he'd be out mowing, or working on something outside and not ready to drop everything and come in yet.  And I'd get aggravated because it's family time!  You can't shirk family time!  Come on!  And if he did come in to eat, he'd rush through it so he could get back out to finish what he was doing.  I know my mom has experienced this aggravation too, as I've seen it, and I think there are probably quite a few families that deal with the same thing.  Or if it's not that exact same scenario, I know there are quite a few families that do feel bad about their lifestyles being too busy to even allow for a family meal time to happen at all.

I was about to give up on family meal time but it made me sad to think about having to do that.  That's supposed to be family time.  What's going to happen when the kids are in school and they don't have this consistent routine of family time to come back to?

I quit dwelling on it for awhile.  But it nagged me in the back of my mind.  

Meanwhile, I read an article about Intermittent Fasting.  I had heard of it, and I heard great things about it too, but never really gave it much thought until I read that article.  Wow!  It basically says it's like hitting the reset button for your body because it allows the chance for your cells to pull nutrients from your body rather than your food, and it causes your cells to be able to discard all the old junk that doesn't work anymore and rebuild itself.  This could potentially rid your body of the start of illnesses and diseases!  There's more to it than that - I encourage you to read that article, it's good!  I'm currently working on my own article about it, so stay tuned.  So anyway I decided I'd give it a try.  I forgot to bring my lunch with me to work one day, and it was a day Harlee had karate in the evening, so I figured it was a good time to try it.  I ate breakfast that morning, and wouldn't eat again until the next morning.  Of course I felt hungry.  At times I almost felt dizzy.  But it wasn't debilitating.  And actually, that evening Justin and I hoed the garden together while Harlee helped pull weeds and I exerted a lot of energy, but I didn't feel like I was going to pass out.  I slept AMAZING that night.  I got the best sleep I'd gotten in a long time!  And I woke up feeling great too - I was in a good mood and I didn't feel like I was starving.  I made a bacon and veggie omelet as my break-fast meal and it tasted amazing, and I went back to eating normal the rest of the day.  I drank a TON of water while I fasted - I couldn't seem to get enough!

Then I had a client who asked me how the fasting went, and I told my story and we got to talking about food.  This client sees food as fuel, they eat to keep their bodies going, and they only eat real food, not processed junk.  I asked about their family mealtime and the answer was that they didn't really have a regular family mealtime.  Sometimes they'd sit down together, but they'd all eat different (healthy) things, sometimes they'd eat separately whenever they were hungry.  Yet from what I know of their family, it doesn't seem like it's causing the kids to suffer...

I thought about my family.  How nice it was to not have to think about dinner that night I was fasting.  And I realized, didn't we have quality family time in the garden that night? All working together to weed it?  That was nice, and it was family bonding time that didn't revolve around food.  Maybe it's best if family time didn't revolve around food... Maybe that's the key to helping my kids form healthy eating habits.  To eat when they're hungry, not necessarily at a designated time.

But what about cooking? Cooking meals that look and taste good but are also healthy and nutritious is fun for me - it's a form of art, a creative outlet.  Would this mean having to give that up?

Well, that issue resolved itself too.  My dad came over to help Justin put up railing on our retaining wall and they were busy working on it from morning and into the afternoon.  Justin and I had plans that evening, so if we were going to have a family meal, it would have to be lunch.  This time, however, I didn't worry about a family meal.  I had the chance to cook and try a new recipe, plus I was feeling hungry, so I set to it and made an amazing pasta dish with zucchini noodles I had in the fridge.  I served up a plate, sat outside with some lemonade, cut up some chicken for Elliot and sat him next to me, and we watched my dad and Justin work.  I thoroughly enjoyed that lunch - the recipe turned out amazing, and I didn't have to feel aggravated that we didn't get to sit down as a family, knowing it's just food, and we can have family time in plenty of other ways.

It was a very freeing experience.  And since then, I havent worried about sitting down to eat as a family.  We have family time in the garden, or in the car on the way to karate (which, by the way, I pack a lunchbox for Halree so we don't wind up at a drive-through), or reading stories before bed.  It doesn't have to revolve around food!

And let me tell you, that's helped even more with breaking my emotional eating problem.  Food is fuel and medicine.  Not a social crutch or an emotional stimulant or something to fill a void in your heart or something to do when you're bored.  Find ways to replace food in those situations.  There are plenty of options! 

So, now that I've shared that story, let me share that amazing recipe I just talked about.  It was SO good. It's based on this honey lemon chicken recipe I found on Pinterest, but with my own twist.  I served it up with some peach mango lemonade.  Holy cow it was good.  So here's my recipe!

Honey Lemon Chicken and Shrimp Pasta

Sauce

1/2 cup honey
1/4 cup lemon juice
2 tbsp olive oil
1 tbsp red wine vinegar
1 tbsp lemon zest
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
leaves from 2 or 3 sprigs of thyme (I used a variety called lemon thyme that I have growing on my porch)

Chicken and Shrimp

1 tbsp olive oil or coconut oil
Juice from one lemon
Fresh cracked black pepper, to taste
4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, cut into small cubes
12oz peeled cooked shrimp
3 small-medium zucchinis, spiralized

Combine the ingredients for the sauce in a bowl or measuring cup and set aside.

In a large skillet, add the olive oil, chicken, lemon juice, and black pepper and cook over medium-high heat until chicken is almost cooked through (but not totally).
Turn heat to medium-low, add the shrimp, and slowly add the sauce.  Stir to combine, and let it bubble at a low boil until the sauce has thickened and the chicken is cooked through.
At this point I transferred everything to a large pot and added the noodles and stirred over medium-low heat until combined and the noodles were just soft enough to my liking (be careful not to over-cook or they'll turn to mush!)

Serve and top with a little lemon zest, freshly cracked black pepper, and enjoy!

This was crazy good.  I enjoyed it with some peach mango lemonade, which is super easy to make.

Fruit Lemonade

I cheat and use the powdered lemonade. Do not use sugar-free, that stuff is poison.  Use real sugar.  I measure out enough for a gallon.  But you can make real lemonade, I've done that before too when I have the time to spare.
Then I take half of a 12oz bag of frozen fruit (I've used raspberries, blueberries, mixed berries, and this time I used a peach mango medley), put it in a cup with hot water, and blend it with my immersion blender (or you can use a regular blender), and pour it into the pitcher with the lemonade powder.  Fill it the rest of the way to make a gallon, stir to combine, and enjoy!

This is SO easy and SO good, and such a simple way to add a little extra nutrition to your lemonade!

A Week in the Life of Jami - Karate, A Paleo Meal Break-Down, and Discipline

I am mighty proud of the week I've had.  I've decided to write about it too, in hopes that I can maybe provide some inspiration.  I understand my circumstances are different from a lot of people's, but maybe you can adapt some of my advice into your lifestyle.

Last week Harlee started karate. I'm super excited about it, and he's enjoying it too (and he's adorable!).  I can tell this is going to be good for both of us. I'm a free-spirited person - routines, structure, and sometimes effective discipline aren't really my thing.  Bedtime and naptime is whenever they're tired, dinner time is whenever they're hungry, and as far as chores go, well, we have some general ideas of chores, but nothing that's enforced.  I encourage him to put his clothes in the hamper, to put his shoes away when he takes them off, to put his toys away when he's done with them, and to collect the eggs from the chickens, but sometimes his clothes are all over the floor (just like mine), his shoes are not on the shelf (also like mine), his toys get left out (much like my stuff), and I make up excuses for him and just collect the eggs myself.  This karate thing is all about focus, discipline, respect, structure - all that stuff I feel we need to work on.  I'm still not going to be very structured in every aspect of life, I'm just not that kind of person, but I feel with this he's getting a balance.  But I must say it is actually encouraging me to be a bit more routine at home, and to find structure.  This was his second week of karate, and my first week of structure and discipline in my own life.  Bedtime has been at 9pm every night, consistently including brushing our teeth, changing into pj's, reading a book, and going to sleep.  And it feels kinda good, which I wasn't expecting...

But the best part for me has been the new structure I've found with meal planning.  First of all, karate is at 6:10.  I pick him up from the sitter and we drive up to karate and are on the road home by 6:45.  I REFUSE to be a drive-through family.  REFUSE.  The first week we went to Dairy Queen the first evening and Subway the second.  That in itself was enough of a kick in the butt for me to figure something out.  That second evening, we stopped at the store on the way home and I had Harlee pick out his very own lunch box.  He found one he liked and was super excited about it.  But what was I going to put in it?  Let's face it, Paleo is tricky enough when it comes to feeding kids, and even harder if meals happen on the road.  It was looking like I may have to resort to sandwiches.  But I haaaaate store-bought bread.  Since cutting bread out of my diet, it all smells like chemicals to me now.  Probably because it is.  Well, turns out we have a bread machine that we got as a wedding present, that hasn't been used since going Paleo, and I thought, perfect.  I'll make the bread.  And for you haters out there muttering "overachiever" under your breath at me - seriously, it takes 5 minutes.  If that.  Load the ingredients, and push a button.  That's IT.  I do it at night, we have fresh bread in the morning.  It's stupid to buy bread.  Get a bread machine, and I don't care how busy you are, you do have time to bake your own bread.

Anyway! I digress.  So this week was super successful.  Justin has been on night shift so I didn't have to really think about a family dinner, but I know I've been needing to think about my diet.  I gained weight over the holidays, and apparently decided to extend the holiday season on into Easter.  I kept making excuses - I'd get back on the Paleo wagon after New Year's.  Then after my birthday in February.  Then once I started personal training in March.  Then after Easter.  Excuses excuses.  Now I guess I'm not THAT bad - I don't eat bread or pasta, but we'd go out to eat and I'd get a burger without the bun but eat all the fries.  Kinda defeats the purpose.  Going out to eat was becoming a problem, whether with Justin, friends, family, or even by myself.  Oh and don't get me started on all the Easter candy.  Plus I was only working out two days a week and that's it.  I completely stopped all physical activity in my basement gym, which totally sucked.  And I was feeling it.

I guess in the spirit of discipline and self-control that was being exercised in karate, and my determination to not swing myself and my kid through a drive through twice a week, I finally cracked down.  Lunches packed for Harlee, and stir-fries like they were going out of style for me and Justin (usually salads would be my go-to but they just seem super boring and unappealing lately).  And protein shakes for supper for me.

Monday I ran a mile and worked out in the basement.  I had bacon and eggs for breakfast, and for lunch I started working on meal prep for the rest of the week.  Most people meal prep on Sundays.  I prefer to keep holy the sabbath day.  Haha just kidding I'm not religious you know that, but I do like some time off.  Monday feels like a good day to kick start a good week.  I had thawed out some pork chops and cut them into cubes, and I started prepping veggies.  Fresh green beans got trimmed, broccoli got split into florets and stems cut into small pieces, brussels sprouts trimmed, and everything got put into bags.  Carrots, onions, cauliflower, snow peas, you name it.  That way I was ready for the week - grab a handful of whatever veggies sound good, throw them in the skillet, and voila.  So Monday I had pork and a bunch of veggies, olive oil, red wine vinegar, a drizzle of maple syrup for a bit of sweetness, and some spices - garlic powder, salt and pepper, basil and oregano.  I like to play around.  I made enough for me to eat for supper and for Justin to take to work that evening.  I work late on Monday nights so that evening I made a protein shake - I like Jay Robb's Chocolate Egg White Protein - because there are 5 recognizable ingredients in it instead of a long list of ingredients I can't even pronounce.  A scoop of that, a scoop of Barlean's Greens Chocolate Silk (I like chocolate, can you tell?), a scoop of almond butter for extra calories and flavor, and I blend it all up with a handful of spinach and almond milk (though I'm going to be switching to coconut milk once I run out since it's better for you).  Yes spinach - I love it in my smoothies.  Personal preference.

Tuesday I actually got up early enough to make a 3-serving stir-fry - one for breakfast for me, one for lunch for me, and one for Justin at work.  I used the last of the pork and whatever veggies sounded good, and did the same thing with the oil, vinegar, syrup, and spices.  I then made Harlee a turkey sandwich, filled a cup with carrots and cherry tomatoes and another cup with grapes, and packed it in his cool new lunch box.  I also made another protein smoothie for that evening.  I had personal training that afternoon, then that evening we went to karate and Harlee was thrilled with his packed supper.

Wednesday I had bacon and eggs for breakfast.  I ran almost 3 miles that morning, and since I was home that afternoon before evening clients I made another double-batch of stir-fry, one for me for lunch and one for Justin to take to work that night.  Then I made a smoothie for supper and headed to work.

Thursday was pretty much the same as Tuesday, only I decided to mix things up with the stir-fry.  I made chicken and added some tomato sauce, some Italian seasoning, Parmesan and mozzarella cheeses, and made it pizza style.  It was delicious!  Next time I'll add pepperonis and black olives to it.  I made Harlee a ham sandwich, packed a cup of tomatoes and carrots and another of blueberries, packed it in his lunch box, blended up a smoothie, and headed to work.  Personal training that afternoon, karate that evening.

And today is Friday.  I'm off on Fridays.  I made my almond flour pancakes for breakfast (yum!) and then made a broccoli/chicken stir-fry for lunch with a cheese sauce made with unsweetened almond milk, arrowroot powder, and freshly grated cheddar cheese.  Garlic powder, salt and pepper, YUM.  To top it all off, I got out my vegetable spiralizer and made some zucchini noodles.  Seriously, invest in a spiralizer, these things are great!!  And zucchini noodles are even better than spaghetti squash, not even kidding!

I'll admit, I haven't been perfect - pretty much every day I snuck in some candy, and occasionally a sample of that homemade bread.  But I've gotten better - while Monday I feel like I grabbed chocolate and munched on it all day long, today all I've had were a couple of jelly beans.  The main thing is I'm not going to beat myself up, and every day is a new day - tomorrow I'll try harder.  But I'm focusing on my accomplishments - I made food for me, my husband, and my kid every day and I kept it pretty healthy too.  I exercised every day too, which is a great feeling.  And ya know what?  I'm seeing the difference!  I feel good, and I'm finally starting to LOOK good.  My clothes and the scale are both finally showing me that I've made progress.  And that's got me motivated to keep up the good work next week too.

So that's my week.  Hope it provided some inspiration!  Now off to snuggle in for a movie and not go to bed at 9 because it's the weekend.  Cheers!

Facebook - My Lenten Resolution

I decided to try giving up my Facebook newsfeed for Lent.  I haven't participated in Lent in over a decade, but I always liked the idea of doing something to better myself.  And I have a confession to make (and I'm making it because I believe there are a lot more people in my boat than are willing to admit) - Justin and I play on Facebook waaaaay more than is appropriate (in my opinion).  That and I was sick of seeing so many controversial, bold statements being made by a lot of people and groups I was part of.  I decided we needed a break.  We needed to pay more attention to each other and to our boys and to the people we were around in social settings.

But I think that's what we need to work on the most - WHEN we play on our phones, more so than what we're doing on them.

I like Facebook.  I stay in touch with my friends, with out-of-town family members, with clients.  I post pictures of my boys so people can see what they're up to as they grow.  I see what my friends are doing and it gives us more to talk about when we're together.  I like seeing my friends' pictures and statuses.  I'm part of groups of like-minded people, and I usually learn new things through them.  I also do a lot of advertising on Facebook for my business, and I share things I feel are important by posting articles I've read or snippets of articles, which makes the information get around more quickly than these blog posts.
I've missed out on things in this short week.  A few friends had babies, a few other friends had children who reached milestones, and different new around town has been shared that I didn't get to see.  People brought things up while in massage sessions with me that I would have known about had I been online, and I felt out of the loop.  I guess it's not overly important that I know all the latest gossip, but some things are actually important and not simply gossip.  As a business owner I almost feel like it's necessary to be online.  As a business owner you need to keep up with the times, stay current with social networking, stay in touch with your community the most efficiently.

Facebook can also hold a lot of drama.  People get courageous when they're not face-to-face with a person, and they feel they can say whatever they want, however they want to.  And they do.  I've seen it, and it does bother me.

But, in this first week of Lent, I've realized that it's not the use of Facebook that's preventing me from being a better person, it's HOW I use it.  And that goes for everyone.  If you're going to use it to stir up drama, yeah that's not good.  If you're going to browse it when you're supposed to be playing with your children, or on a date with your significant other, or hanging out with your friends, that's not good either.  And unfortunately, Justin and I have been guilty of that.

So for Lent, and forever after, we're going to make an effort to not play on it.  If we're alone and nobody needs or wants our attention, we can play on Facebook.  If not, our phones need to be put aside so we can focus on the people who are present with us in real life, not on cyber space.  Cyber space can wait.  Real life is happening now.

And on that note, we're going to have family movie night.  Have a great night!

Teething and Constipation

I can't seem to find time to post.  I'm sorry.  I miss writing, I really do.  However, my life has been consumed by work, family, and a teething baby.

Elliot has been an angry teething little monster.  Okay so he hasn't been THAT bad but still, he must have the world's lowest pain tolerance (which, I'll admit, he gets from his mother...) because cutting teeth is like the END of the WORLD.  He's not happy about it.  Drool, crying, fussy, chewing on everything, the whole nine yards.  And he wants constant attention.  It's frustrating, because I can't get much done when I'm holding a crabby baby all the time.  So, what does this natural mama do about teething?  Heck I don't know, this is kind of my first rodeo with that, Harlee handled it pretty well so I didn't have to bust out any tricks.

So this is what I've been doing with Mr. Elliot.  Aside from letting him chew on things and holding him and trying to comfort him constantly.

Hyland's Teething Tablets.  They've been fabulous - the babysitters have been thrilled with their effectiveness too.  They're homeopathic, too, so they won't have any scary adverse effects like Orajel which can cause your kid's mouth and throat to go numb.  Which does not sound like a good idea to me...

If it seemed really bad, and the teething tablets weren't cutting it, I'd switch to homeopathic arnica tablets, which is good for pain relief.  Followed by homeopathic chamomilla about 30 minutes to an hour later, which is good for soothing and calming.

But I was doing this stuff all. the. time.  So my next step was an amber teething necklace.  Amber is really fascinating - it contains a naturally-occurring substance called succinic acid that is released from the stone when heated, such as when in contact with body heat.  It's a natural pain-reliever (as well as providing many other benefits), which is why it helps ease the pain of teething.  Seems like he's been a much happier kid since he's been wearing it!

He looks like a little jungle baby with his camo diaper and amber beads!

It was also time to start thinking about solids.  Usually it's recommended to wait until after baby is 6 months of age, but Elliot was showing signs of being ready to delve into the world of solids.  Here are some signs that show readiness, taken from Kellymom.com:

• Baby can sit up well without support.
• Baby has lost the tongue-thrust reflex and does not automatically push solids out of his mouth with his tongue.
• Baby is ready and willing to chew.
• Baby is developing a “pincer” grasp, where he picks up food or other objects between thumb and forefinger. Using the fingers and scraping the food into the palm of the hand (palmar grasp) does not substitute for pincer grasp development.
• Baby is eager to participate in mealtime and may try to grab food and put it in his mouth.

He hit these marks at 5 and a half months, plus his first tooth broke through, and our naturopathic pediatrician agreed we could start trying solids.  So he got some homemade sweet potatoes and loved them.

He loved everything we gave him, especially bananas.  We've been trying all sorts of foods both homemade and store-bought, and he's been a happy little eater.  Then came some possible TMJ (jaw) issues, and nursing became a chore, as did bottle feeding.  He's got an appointment with the chiropractor to help sort that out tomorrow, but in the meantime he hasn't been nursing well.  Which led to his system getting a bit backed up.

He strained and strained and grunted and cried to poop, and when he finally did it was hard little rabbit poops that definitely showed I was right, he was backed up.  Sometimes he'd strain and grunt and push and nothing would come out at all.  Poor guy.

I've been limiting my use of essential oils, which I will explain why in a future post, so I tried bicycling his legs and rubbing his tummy.  I also tried homeopathic Nux Vomica.  I fed him some prunes too.  Nothing seemed to be getting things moving and I was getting concerned - having a backed-up digestive tract can cause some problems systemically and I did not want that!

Finally I remembered how effective reflexology can be.  I had even taken a class on it and got to see how beneficial it is.  I found a great video on YouTube for constipation in babies (here it is, check it out!) and followed the instructions.  He wasn't real happy about that - the thing with reflexology is that each point on your foot corresponds with an organ or part of your body.  If an organ or part of your body isn't functioning at its best, that corresponding point on your foot will hurt, or will also have little bumps or "grittiness" in the muscle tissue.  I rubbed his feet and he squirmed and cried (and I felt bad), but after I complete one circuit he farted!  I was impressed just by that, but shortly after I was impressed even more as I made another circuit around his feet and he grunted and pushed and finally made progress!  Off to change his diaper I went in total amazement.  I rubbed his feet again and he didn't cry as much - I guess it was feeling better.  I did that on and off throughout the day until finally his BMs were coming more frequently and normal-looking.  He pooped all day and didn't have to strain anymore at all.  Needless to say he was definitely a happy baby after that!  And I was a very impressed, happy mama!

Now here I am taking advantage of Elliot finally sleeping normally again, which was another benefit of all this - teething pain gone, tummy trouble resolved, all that good stuff.  Maybe, with any luck, I can get back to normal blogging!  (Ha ha ha...)

It's so awesome to be able to help my kids naturally.  I helped get his little system moving again without using any drugs.  I helped relieve his teething pain without any conventional pain-killers.  I was able to tap into resources of plant-based medicine - the original medicine - and ancient wisdom to help heal my kid.  That's a really awesome feeling.  I hope this inspires you to do the same!

Happy Baby!